The breeze blew slowly, and the leaves falling from the branches fell.
Zhang Fei's puppet raised his hand to brush away the leaves on his head, looking at the figure sitting cross-legged over there and the ancient trees standing in the array, his tone was a little anxious.
"Why are you still? What are you waiting for?"
"That's the bastard who's motionless." Qin Qiong squatted aside, "Wait a little longer, it should be soon."
Guan Yu, Lu Bu, and Yuchi Gong didn't say anything, staring straight at the figure.
At this time, the magic formula he was reciting stopped. Chen Yuan opened his eyes and practiced the magic weapon for the first time. He felt uneasy. When a gust of wind blew from the mountain, it brought with it the spiritual energy of the mountain and took a deep breath.
He sighed, suppressed his uneasiness, and held his fingers to guide Wu Guzhu in the mountain's spiritual energy entanglement array.
'fire'
After thinking for a moment, among the five elements depicted, the placed fire broke off, sparks rose, and gradually formed a flame and set off a heat wave.
'water'
The water bag cracked, and a stream of clear water shot out. Almost at the same time, the thought of "gold" flashed across the few iron nails placed in it, and the light of Dharma glowed. The four lines pulled the land below, and it instantly lit up in five different colors.
'It's time for the next step'
Fighting his panic, Chen Yuan used a technique to keep the magic circle going. He raised his other hand and pointed his sword at it. The five yellow talismans he had prepared rose together, and the moment each seal character lit up with magic light,
He knocked him out of the formation and slowly rotated around Wu Gu Zhu.
The magic power in his body poured out crazily at this moment, seeping into the magic circle together.
In an instant, my heart seemed to be connected to something, and the floating Wugu Pillar suddenly fell down and stood on the ground, glowing faintly from top to bottom.
'Break!'
Chen Yuan pointed at it, and the seven-foot-high column suddenly broke into two pieces. The remaining end with roots seemed to have sprouted legs and slid to the ground in front of Chen Yuan.
This time, different from the previous carvings, Chen Yuan stood up and pressed down the pillar with one hand. The essence and mana seeped into it, as if he was in a blank world.
It followed his thoughts.
Above the pillar, long rivers and mountains gradually emerged, white clouds floated on the sun and moon, precious carved pavilions, and the outline of the city stretched out in an orderly manner.
'Heroes'
The veins on the back of Chen Yuan's hands swelled, and as he thought about it, figures appeared in the long rivers, mountains, and carved pavilions. They were all heroes he recognized in his memory, or standing on a chariot, waving a long sword and commanding thousands of troops.
Thousands of horses, waving feather fans and chatting with people about scriptures, young generals who have made extraordinary achievements in defeating the enemy and returning home in triumph, old men wrapped in yellow scarves praying to the sky, and some carrying medicine baskets setting foot in the mountains and writing about wind and cold.
On...
Each character is lifelike, as if they were carved words densely arranged on one side without ancient columns, writing their own stories.
As for the other two sides, Chen Yuan is free for the time being. Senluo Hall and Heavenly Court haven't arrived yet. Even if they are engraved, it will not have much effect.
Show the Dharma!
He waved his wide sleeves and brushed them for a moment. The relief figures that were originally static suddenly came to life and came to life on the pillars. They looked outside to look at Chen Yuan, and also looked at the wood carvings around him, and bowed their hands in greeting. For a moment,
The little man on the pillar kept chattering.
There was a wooden man with a beard, who grabbed the old man who was rushing towards him and punched him.
"This is the old thief Sima, asking for a beating! Give me back the Kingdom of Wei!"
He is also like a dazed majestic man, looking around with a two-edged spear in his hand, "...Where is Hu'er! I haven't had enough fun yet!"
The general galloping on horseback waved the Han flag: "The Xiongnu have not been defeated, how can we call home!"
The noise made Chen Yuan's eardrums hurt, so he quickly removed the spell, and then the heroes above calmed down and returned to their previous calm demeanor.
With this kind of carving, Chen Yuan also laid the foundation stone for a large number of outstanding people, so that the Yin God in Senluo Palace can appear as soon as possible.
After resting for a while, Chen Yuan recovered some of his magic power. When he walked towards the broken piece of spiritual wood, it connected with his mind. The moment the thought flashed across his mind, it turned into several pieces in an instant and he was still holding it in his hand.
"Second Master, it's time for you to get a new body."
"That's how it should be."
Guan Yu nodded, stroking his beard, and nodded. Zhang Fei, Lu Bu, and Qin Qiong beside him excitedly pounded their fists one by one, and immediately gathered around. In the mottled light, they all squatted on the ground, looking at each other without blinking.
Chen Yuan summoned chisels, knives and other tools from the car to remove the spiritual wood.
The Dharma light appeared faintly at the tip of the chisel, wandering along the piece of spiritual wood in the hand, guiding the infusion of cultivation, and carving out the outline bit by bit.
Under the green hat, silkworm eyebrows are outlined, red phoenix eyes are outlined, the beard and beard are brushed off the golden armor on the chest, the blade is carved, and the flowers bloom into pieces of armor leaves, extending down, and the green brocade belt buckles the animal head.
The tip of the chisel moved around, carving out a green dragon that was thick and cool.
Chen Yuan blew a breath, sawdust filled the air, turned into star points and fell back down, the brocade robe turned green, the armor turned golden, the face turned red, the phoenix eyes were shining, and the still beard swayed slightly.
More detailed than the previous wood carvings.
"Second Master!"
Chen Yuan looked at the wooden sculpture of Guan Gong over there. The moment the latter stroked his beard and closed his eyes, the wooden body fell to the ground with a thud. The next moment, Chen Yuan held the newly carved statue in his hand and wrote seal characters quickly with his sword finger.
, focused on Guan Gong’s forehead, and suddenly thought of some honorifics from later generations, the words in his mouth suddenly changed!
"Respectfully invite the Demon-Conquering Emperor to return to his throne!"
call--
A gust of wind ruffled the surrounding forest, and leaves were flying. The eyes of the red-faced Guan Gong statue suddenly lit up with Dharma light. The wooden robes and armor were caressed by Chen Yuan's palm, and the small figure jumped down.
When it was placed on the ground, the four limbs and five fingers of the wood carving that had been carved from a single piece could move freely. Soon, Guan Gong stroked his chin and beard as he was used to.
"Guan finally feels like a human being again."
As he said that, he inserted the moon knife in his hand into the dirt, raised his hand heavily, "Thank you for reshaping Guan's body!"
On the side, Zhang Fei's wood carving looked into the black face with a beard, and poked his brother twice with his fingers. He found that the skin had a soft texture, and he couldn't help but look at Chen Yuan.
"I want to be like my second brother!"
"There is also a certain family of ring-eyed thieves, please go to the back and wait!"
Seeing that they were about to argue again, Chen Yuan hurriedly appeased them and asked them to sit back one by one. He said: "There are still many spiritual trees left, and Yuan will give you new bodies." Then he grabbed a piece of spiritual wood from the air.
Wood, continue carving.
Zhang Fei...
Lu Bu...
Qin Qiong......
Yu Chigong...
There are also new Yinshen, outstanding figures lined up in the carving procession, pushing out wood chips with each movement, and with the movements, their buns gradually become loose and hanging on their shoulders.
As time passed, the dark green leaves fell in the hair, and then slowly withered and turned yellow, and the green robe also fell into dust. Occasionally eating the game sent by the master, Chen Yuan raised his head and realized that a long time had passed, and the mountains were covered with snow.
Turned golden.
The wind blew the dead leaves flying into the distance. In the mountain forest two miles away, in the cave on the cliff, the white snake raised its huge head, revealing half of the shadow of a beautiful woman. Feeling the shackles the teacher said, it twisted
The long and thick figure quietly slipped out of the mountain and headed east one night.
To the east, the yellow leaves separated from the branches and floated into the streets. As people passed by, bells echoed in the distance. The last wooden beams of the newly built new words fell off, and the green tiles were arranged neatly, and the last piece was covered by the hands of the craftsmen.
Amidst the loud shouts, the door plaque with the words 'Lingxian Temple' was hung in the middle of the ancestral hall with the help of everyone, and the emperor's imperial edict was placed in front of the tablet with the words 'Lingxian Zhenren'.
The sound of bells echoes in the air, and the incense curls up to the dome.
In the rising autumn sunshine, the panicked Yuejie people exited the pass under countless pursuits. People in the cities rushed to each other to tell each other about this joy.
An old man and a young man were walking in the autumn colors of the north. The little girl held the maple leaves on the ground and sprinkled them happily into the sky. Occasionally, she would look back at her parents. To the south where the eldest brother was, she put her hands in front of her mouth like a trumpet and shouted: "Dad
Mom! Big brother! Qiaoer will listen to the masters and live a good life!"
The crisp sound echoed in the mountains and fields.
Soon after, the sky was getting dark. Xu Huaiyu was sitting in the mansion given by King Qing, looking at the stars that were gradually emerging. He could no longer dance with his weapons. The wounds left by the deer-headed monster on him that day could not be healed by ordinary people.
of.
Looking at the night sky, a shooting star flashed across the bottom of my eyes.
'Tomorrow I will resign to King Qing and go to Lingxian Temple to do a temple ceremony.'
he thought.
In the distance at night, there was the sound of chains being dragged in a certain mountain. Under the towering stone monument, an old man in bright red robes threw down a lotus-shaped token, which jingled and rolled to the ground.
"Find Chen Yuan and kill him!"
Meteors flew across the sky. Standing in front of the mountain gate of Canglan Sword Gate, Xu Qingfeng could see it most clearly. Xu Qingfeng looked at it for a long time. He heard footsteps approaching, but did not look back. He just said: "Give him the sword control skills, what do you want to do?"
?!You want everyone in Canglan to kill Chen Yuan, and then let Chen Yuan come back to avenge your father?!"
"yes!"
Zhu Jingshu looked at her uncle's back quietly and responded calmly.
Snapped!
The crisp sound of slaps sounded in the darkness.
"Canglan raised you and taught you, isn't that enough to repay the debt?!"
The woman covering her cheek looked at the ground and said in a low voice: "You killed my father..."
"That was manslaughter!"
"Same."
The wind carried the woman's faint words as they drifted away. In a certain corner, a figure leaned against the courtyard wall and seemed to hear them. With a smile on his lips, he turned around and quietly went to the north courtyard.
The sky turned a fish belly white, and roaring curses resounded in the sword-holding tower.
Countless stories were intertwined, and Chen Yuan, who was thousands of miles away, stood up tiredly from a pile of dead leaves. The moment the last wooden sculpture in his hand was thrown to the ground, a crisp sound appeared in the sea of spiritual consciousness.
The corner of his mouth curled up, and the Yin God of Senluo Palace could finally show himself.