Chapter 346: Dont look at the mountain, it might be alive
"Ruan really can't answer what Taoist Priest Yuchen asked you."
How to distinguish the real self or the false self? Chen Yuan has not reversed time and space. How could he know? He cupped his hands and said truthfully: "I have known the Taoist Master for many years, but have I ever deceived you, everyone here? I can only say that time and space
If they reverse the situation and return to Datong, the people who coincide with each other will be reincarnated and become human beings again. If they are old and poor, they can be said to have started over, and they may not be able to find a good family. If they do not coincide, they will still live in the current world."
Chen Yuan took a few steps past Yuchen and stopped. The Populus euphratica swaying slightly in the wind in front of him was silent for a while before turning back and speaking.
Because the next words are the key point, and they were also told to him by Grand Master Wen personally.
"Taoist Priest Yuchen, you can rest assured. Although I don't know how to answer your question just now, what I can tell you is that people with cultivation can avoid memory erasure, and the mountains and rivers will not be erased.
What a big change.”
"Is this true?"
Chen Yuan nodded: "It can't be fake."
"Okay, it's old love, I believe in you as a human being." Yu Chen shook off the fly whisk and bowed, then walked forward to join the monks who came. Qing Xu, who was on the side, stepped forward to comfort Chen Yuanrang.
He doesn't take it seriously.
"Since Mingguang's death, Junior Brother, his favorable impression of gods has greatly diminished. I hope fellow Taoist disciples can understand his reckless remarks just now."
"If it were me, I wouldn't be in the same mood as Taoist Priest Yuchen." Chen Yuan was not entangled in this. He raised his hand and waved over there. The crazy old man and Sun Yat-sen were laughing and joking with the Nezha wood sculpture.
Zhengde urged Lao Niu to pull the carriage over here quickly, and join Qingxu together with the monks over there.
When they saw Yunlong and Yunhe, they exchanged pleasantries again. The latter even blamed Chen Yuan for not coming to stay for a few days after passing Yujian Pass.
But when it comes to that day when the souls of soldiers trapped in the Western Regions were sent back to their homeland, Taoist Yunhe couldn't stop praising him.
"How about Senior Brother Yuchen, I can't control it, but since Fellow Daoist Chen wants to find the Kunlun Mirror to reverse time and space, I am totally in favor of it. Without him, I would only do good things in Fellow Daoist's heart, and he would not be able to do evil things."
Yunlong naturally didn't say anything, he just nodded with a smile.
Now everyone has gathered. Qingxu, Yuchen, Yunlong, Yunhe, and Yu Feihong all looked at him and the carriage. Chen Yuan raised his hand and flicked his fingertips. Saha's face suddenly appeared above the carriage, twisting in pain.
Everyone was shocked. Before they could ask Chen Yuan who he was, the compartment door opened with a creak.
Extending his vision, he saw a slim figure lying on the Wugu Pillar, his body wrapped in red threads, and his eyes covered by ropes twisted into several talismans.
"Is she the concubine?"
It was the first time for the monks here to see the true form of Yan Ren. They instinctively took half a step back and took up a defensive posture. But what they didn't expect was that the Yan Ren in front of them turned out to be a young and beautiful woman.
, Fortunately, most practitioners understand that this is just a good-looking skin, and do not dwell on it for too long.
"That's her."
Chen Yuan raised his hand lightly, and Wu Guzhu shook twice and slowly floated up. Along with it, many wooden sculptures were also pulled by the red thread and flew out of the carriage one by one, falling to the ground in front of everyone's eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, why did you hang her body with the wooden carvings in your car?"
"Use the divine power to suppress her to prevent her divine power from secretly recovering in the middle."
Chen Yuan had no choice but to release Nezha for a long time or call out other gods, so he had to come up with this method and hang seven or eight wooden sculptures on her body.
This journey has been quite effective.
After that, everyone looked at each other. Yu Feihong, Yunlong, and Yun He, two Taoist priests, led a group of Juling Mansion disciples to the foot of the mountain to set up formations. They were divided into two formations, the inner and outer formations. The outer formation was formed by Jiu Ling Mansion. Each disciple holds flags and banners of various colors to stabilize the illusion and make the soul escape from the body and trapped in the mountain.
As for the inner formation, there were Yunlong and Yunhe. After they identified the direction and traces of the flow of the magic circle built in West Kunlun, the Celestial Master handed them the clock and hour disk to suppress the direction to prevent the ground veins from changing after entering the mountain and leading people astray. Finally, Die of hunger and thirst.
After two-quarters of an hour to set up the formation, Yu Feihong stood guard outside, while Yunlong and Yunhe took the lead in entering the mountain with their magic weapons. After a moment, a paper crane flew out, crowed twice in the air and turned into flames.
Chen Yuan understood that this was a signal sent by the two people, indicating that there was no abnormality inside.
"Two Taoist priests, it's our turn."
Chen Yuan grabbed the zombie-like Yan Ren, squeezed her strength, and jumped up suddenly. Her body pulled out a series of afterimages in the sky, and instantly disappeared into the forest at the foot of the mountain.
Yuchen and Qingxu also followed closely. The crazy old man didn't want to leave yet, but Nezha patted his head and urged him to let the fat Taoist hold his hand and follow them together.
The path from the forest to the mountainside was almost exactly the same as that taken by Chen Yuan and the Zhenhai monk. The winding mountain road was covered with thick dust. As soon as you stepped down, your steps were covered with dust. The cliff on the other side of the mountain road was even more intertwined with strange rocks. Stretching out diagonally and horizontally.
"Why does the place where the artifact is kept look so spooky?"
Yuchen spread his hands and observed that the compass needle was motionless. He couldn't help but frown, knowing that no matter when or where it would be, it would never be like this.
"Yunlong, is the formation effective?"
Two steps later, Taoist Yunlong, who was holding a mahogany sword, responded affirmatively, and Yun He next to him echoed: "Senior brother, naturally the signal will be sent after it takes effect."
Qingxu listened for a moment, then looked at Sun Zhengde, who was holding one arm of the crazy old man, and saw him looking around tremblingly, quite nervous, and then his eyes fell on Chen Yuan, and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, you have been here before. ?”
"came."
Chen Yuan was also wary in his heart, but he still told the story about that day when he, the monk and the fat Taoist had their souls sucked away by the mountain and struggled in the illusion. He also showed the Taoist the tassel under the ghost-headed bell.
"I thought it was an illusion, but when we woke up, we found that I had this decorative object under the Kunlun Mirror in my hand."
"Reality, emptiness, true and false..."
After Qingxu listened, he also noticed some divine power revealed on the tassel, and couldn't help but sigh, "Maybe only this God of Enhen can give us the answer."
"Go to the Kunlun realm first and then unblock her."
Chen Yuan glanced at the tassel hanging on the palm of his hand, hung the ghost-shou bell back on his waist, and called for everyone to speed up their pace. When they walked down the winding mountain road behind them.
Outside the forest at the foot of the mountain, the nine Julingfu disciples maintaining the formation suddenly began to stagger. Yu Feihong, who was the eye of the formation, noticed something unusual and hurriedly asked them what was wrong.
As soon as he finished speaking, two disciples suddenly fell down, followed by six more who fell to the ground one after another. The last one weakly knelt on the ground, leaning on the flagpole, and let out a cry.
"Brother, the mountain... the mountain... don't look at the mountain... it's alive... alive..."
The disciple fell down before he finished speaking.
The nine flags had fallen, and the formation was naturally broken. Yu Feihong rushed out of the formation and rushed to one of the disciples. He felt his breath and found that there was no breath at all. He touched his veins and found only a weak pulse.
"Shan...what's wrong..."
He murmured, remembering the words of the disciple just now, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the majestic mountains. The mountains were winding and stretching endlessly, as if a giant dragon was lying in front of him from south to east.
In an instant.
Yu Feihong felt dizzy in his mind. In his field of vision, he seemed to see the lying mountains rising and falling faintly among the curling clouds, as if they were breathing.
There was also an intermittent low roar in the ears.
"The mountain...the mountain is alive."
After saying this, he covered his head and fell down.