A thin figure on the mountain road in the distance has already reached a shadowy distance, making it difficult to see clearly. He is the only one on the entire Manting Peak who can still stumble forward.
The rest, even Jiang Wen and Liujia Divine General, were still unable to take this step that was so close to the end of the world, and they were even restrained in place because of the struggle.
The mere distance of thirty to fifty feet seemed to separate two worlds.
"Master, I'm here to hold them back. Come up quickly and see if the person in front is your apprentice!"
Jiang Wen said without hesitation that even when faced with the siege of six people, he had no fear - but mentally despising the enemy could not change the current situation of his own internal strength being consumed.
Yuan Huazi never fully revealed the strangeness of this mountain to Jiang Wen, so he simply returned this uncertain task to the old Taoist priest.
The mountain road in front of him seemed to be shrouded in gauze. The old Taoist priest walked forward with his hair disheveled. He clasped his fingers together and muttered a mantra that was used to drive away tigers and leopards at night and to drive away ghosts and evil spirits. He hurried towards the figure in the distance.
Divine General Liujia had already ordered the mountain to be closed earlier. At this time, he also wanted to chase the old Taoist priest to stop him from heading to the Banquet Immortal Altar in front, but Jiang Wen stopped the six of them with a backhand palm, and instead refused to let a few of them escape the battle.
Just when Jiang Wen was trying his best to fight the enemy, Yuan Huazi also encountered trouble.
A short boy with a cyan complexion stood in front of him, looking at the old Taoist priest ferociously. He was out of breath as he tried his best to drive, but the veins on his hands were bulging, and he had obviously accumulated a lot of energy.
"Master, the immortal banquet ahead has nothing to do with you, so please don't come forward again."
The Hongyang Holy Child's voice was no longer ethereal, but looked sinister and hoarse, and he looked completely different from his appearance.
Yuan Huazi looked into the distance worriedly, "The old Taoist never wants to attend any immortal banquet. There is no immortal banquet in this world - I just want to save my disciple."
The Holy Child of Hongyang grinned with contempt on his face.
"At the beginning, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty obtained the Stone Scripture in the Wuyi Mountains, and ordered an enshrinement to the Queen Mother of the West in the Chenghua Palace. The Blue Bird Technique that has been passed down is in the hands of your sect. If you are not interested in the Immortal Banquet, why bother guarding the things you stole back then?
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Yuan Huazi said vigilantly: "The Blue Bird Technique has caused endless harm. From Emperor Xuan to Emperor Ai, everyone who has used this secret technique has died an untimely death. It has been lost to history long ago."
Hongyang Saint Child laughed, and his voice blended into the cold air and merged into the hazy sound of wind.
"Don't even think of lying to me. The Blue Bird Method was not cut off in the hands of Emperor Ai in the end! It is still recorded in the ancient book of the Shangqing Sect obtained by Fushi Netherworld! But the "Xu'an Shengxian Book" in my hand records it more clearly.
In fact, the Shangqing sect’s attempt to communicate with Emperor Ai’s Yinshen was not successful, and their records came from another deceased person!”
Yuan Huazi stood up with a puff of sleeves and said coldly: "Xunji Shengxian Shu is the most poisonous book. I'm afraid Luo Chunyi went crazy when he saw something he shouldn't have seen in the tomb of Immortal Master Tao Hongjing.
Will write these ridiculous things!"
Hongyang Holy Child looked directly at Yuan Huazi without commenting.
"Since the real person criticizes hypocrisy, why not tell the truth openly and see who is crazy? Do you dare to tell everyone that the Blue Bird Law was finally spoken from the mouth of a dead man! And it was by the person who issued the edict.
The usurper of art tells you this with the help of the shriveled head that you stole and which has been hidden in the treasury for more than two hundred years!"
Jiang Wen pricked up his ears and listened from a distance, recalling the fire that broke out in the arsenal in the forbidden area during the reign of Emperor Hui of Jin Dynasty.
"Book of Jin·Zhang Hua Biography" records: In October of the fifth year of Yuankang, Emperor Hui of the Jin Dynasty, there was a fire in the arsenal. The treasures of the Jin Dynasty and Han Gao's snake-cutting sword were burned. Wang Mang's head and Confucius's shoes were all burned. At that time (Zhang) Hua saw the sword flying through the house.
Don't know where to go.
When the fire broke out, Zhang Hua, the supervisor of the Central Secretary, suspected that someone was causing trouble, so he ordered people to block the arsenal and did not put out the fire first. After the fire, Zhang Hua asked people to take inventory of the treasures and found that almost all the treasures left by the Han Dynasty had been burned, including Henkel
Snake-cutting sword, Wang Mangtou, Confucius clogs, etc.
The so-called flying sword flying through the house in the fire is too bizarre. I am afraid that after the fire, there was a cut in the wall, which was transformed into a flying sword. If you think about it carefully, it is clearly a stroke that was written down by the historian.
, the clues left by the burglary!
According to what Hongyang Shengtong meant, could the head he pointed at be Wang Mang's head?
Furthermore, could it be that Yuan Huazi's disciples planned the fire and stole several valuable treasures from it? But can that head, which has been dead for 272 years by the beginning of the Western Jin Dynasty, really speak?
Yuan Huazi said slowly: "It's nonsense."
Hongyang Shengtong was short in stature, but his momentum was comparable to that of Yuan Huazi. He continued: "Is it ridiculous? I think the fire was too strange, and the handling of the fire by Zhongshu Superintendent Zhang Hua was also quite suspicious - he wrote down the immortal trivia
Having read "Natural History", it is impossible for him not to have heard the legend of the Blue Bird of the Queen Mother of the West..."
Another four words suddenly flashed into Jiang Wen's mind: Guard yourself and steal!
Could it be that when the fire in the palace treasury was encountered, the reason for holding back was to leave time for the things to be stolen?
Thinking about it this way, only Zhang Hua, who was in a high position and had great power, could make the fire appear without warning, and let the internal officials hurriedly close the case when faced with traces of theft, leaving only the "Flying Sword" legend that the historians kept secret.
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Just when Jiang Wen was distracted by shock, he had been fighting with the Luoying Shen Sword Palm for a long time, but the Liujia Shen General could only remain invincible. His body was shaking even more violently. The cinnabar talisman on his body was gradually dizzy with sweat, and his body was so hot.
It's like water is about to boil and white gas keeps rising from the skin.
In front of the Immortal Banquet Altar, Jiang Wen and the Liujia Divine General were fighting endlessly. The fists and palms of both sides were flying, and murderous intentions appeared frequently. Yuan Huazi, who was standing in the distance, could see clearly that Jiang Wen had blocked it with one person.
Despite the siege from all directions, he still had a calm expression on his face.
The six weirdos in front of them were neither cold nor hot in the cold night. They were not bruised or damaged after being hit. Under the surface of drooling, they had extremely strong internal martial arts skills, so they could look like they were invulnerable to the cold and heat.
Suddenly, two Liujia generals joined forces and blocked Jiang Wen's face with the Immortal Palm Holding Cloud move. The other two turned around and attacked instantly with the Stealing Heaven and Swapping Japan move. Their movements were uniform and neat.
As soon as they fought, Jiang Wen felt that the opponent's strength was stronger. When the palms of the swords came into contact, it was like using a sword to cut stones. It was difficult to cut into it. Instead, the last two Liujia Gods held them in the window-pushing moon-seeking style.
He was caught off guard and fell into a deadlock.
"This is clearly not a fighting method, but a training method. These six weirdos seemed to be possessed by something, and they were subconsciously practicing a set of skills..."
Jiang Wen's intuition was so keen that he instantly noticed the traces of breathing and the movement of Qi in the six meridians. If he took it apart and didn't look at the red characters on the talisman, it was obviously a set of majestic health-preserving exercises.
At this time, even though Jiang Wen had always looked down on the White Lotus Sect's pretentiousness and deception, he couldn't help but sigh at their extensive collection of exercises.
From the ghostly and bizarre zombie punches to the majestic health-preserving skills, the White Lotus Sect collected them all without mercy, and finally used them in their fraud business.
However, Jiang Wen's expression became more and more weird as his pulse was being held, and he even had a faint smile.
Jiang heard that he was indeed laughing, and he must be laughing, because the longer he fought with the God General Liujia, the more he understood the source of the attraction during the fight.
"These guys actually have inner strength!"
Luo Ying Shen's sword palm changed moves in the air. The moment he sheathed the sword, his hands turned into claws and caught on the forearm of the Liujia God General. His hand was like a dragon's claw and he clenched it suddenly. There was a suction force stronger than the Liujia God General's fist.