Gu Siqin looked at him with a serious face, and said coldly: "If you don't go to guard the important place, what are you doing here?"
Zhuge Jingyu was speechless when he was asked. He reorganized his thoughts that were knotted due to shock and stammered: "Then, uncle, why are you here?"
Gu Siqin's expression was still unkind, and he said to a big tree three feet away behind him: "Stop hiding, come out quickly, don't ruin my big event."
After a while of rustling, Xue Li turned around from behind the big tree angrily. He said with an apologetic smile: "It turns out to be the senior uncle. Senior Brother Jingyu and I came here to patrol. We didn't expect to meet the senior uncle. It turns out that the senior uncle also thought that This is a place that needs to be carefully guarded, and it seems we thought of going together."
Because Xue Li disturbed the situation, the originally awkward atmosphere was relieved. Zhuge Jingyu quickly said: "What Xue Li said is exactly the purpose of our coming here. Jingyu thinks that the place where our master asked us to guard is not important, and I I was a little worried about the important place of the magic circle, so I came here with Xue Li, not wanting to meet my uncle here." Zhuge Jingyu's meaning is very clear, if there is a problem with us coming here, then there is definitely something fishy with you Gu Siqin coming here too.
Gu Siqin glanced at the two of them and said calmly: "Zhuge Jingyu, it is in vain that you are the most talented and intelligent person among the three generations of disciples. You can't even see through such a simple game. I feel ashamed for your master."
Zhuge Jingyu was stunned by Gu Siqin's remarks, and he was speechless and said: "My disciple is stupid, please give me some advice."
Gu Siqin looked at the east foot of Taibai Peak, thought for a moment, and then said: "Do you think you are the only one who can see that there is something wrong with Han Buju? From the day he returned to the mountain, I discovered that he was not Han Buju, but It's another person. It's just that I didn't understand his purpose of infiltrating the Tianqiong sect at the time, so I never touched him. Ever since the news about Sitiange's attempt to do evil to our sect came one after another, I suspected that he was sent by Sitiange. He worked carefully, so I took advantage of the situation and took advantage of him. Placing him at the hub of the magic circle was my intention."
Zhuge Jingyu asked in confusion: "If my uncle was planning a trick, why was he allowed to succeed? As far as Jingyu knew, the Tianqiong Sect's patrolling array would never be so weak. It was clearly the fault of this fake Han Buju. Up to now, the second-level magic circle has not been activated, so it must be this guy. Isn’t this the master who shot himself in the foot by doing this?" Zhuge Jingyu expressed the doubts he had been hiding in his heart. In order to find A reasonable answer, he even doubted Gu Siqin.
Gu Siqin laughed softly and said: "This is where you are stupid. When looking at people and objects, you should not only look at their appearance, but also pay attention to their insides, so as not to be blinded by the colorful appearance. Now that I have discovered this person Of course, I won't let him do whatever he wants, and everything he does is my fault. As for why he did this... think about it, what method can be used to catch all the monks in Sitian Pavilion."
Zhuge Jingyu thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "Could it be that my uncle is planning to invite you into an urn and catch turtles in the urn? It's high, it's really high." Gu Siqin smiled and said nothing.
Zhuge Jingyu lowered his head and pondered, carefully combing through the causes and consequences of this strategy, and asked with a frown: "There is still a piece of puzzle here, why didn't the master kill him early and use his own people to control the center of the magic circle? It can prevent accidents from happening."
Gu Siqin smiled and said: "I just thought you were a bit of a brat, and then I felt stupid again. This person entered the Tianqiong Sect alone. Naturally, some of his natal cards were left in the hands of the monks in Sitian Pavilion. If he was killed,
The other party will know it immediately, and all the careful arrangements in the early stage will be in vain. Even if he is captured and saved, he is not invulnerable. There are still some scum who collaborate with the enemy in the Tianqiong Sect. If they are allowed to discover this
This thing is not beautiful. The most perfect way is to use dangerous tactics and let him lead his opponents into my ambush. Do you think I am the only one around here? Except for those few who were discovered by him and killed
The low-level monk who died has at least three monks lurking around him. If he feels that he has gone too far, he will kill him in advance and regain control of the magic circle." Having said this, Gu Siqin looked to the east of the burning fire.
, sensing that the time was almost up, he did not call out to Zhuge Jingyu, but suddenly shot towards Han Buju, who was thinking wildly under the mountain wall.
At the same time, there were three figures shooting at Han Buju from three directions: south, west, north, and south. Judging from the disturbance of spiritual energy inspired by the three people, they were all masters of the Jindan stage. Zhuge Jingyu wiped his forehead with some dejection, and looked at the same horrified
Xue Li couldn't help but said: "Compared with this old man Jing, the two of us are really young."
Xue Li smiled naively. He felt a little flattered that Zhuge Jingyu compared himself with him. To be honest, Xue Li didn't even think about half of what Gu Siqin said.
Understand. Of course, no one here expects a twelve-year-old child to understand anything.
Gu Siqin and three golden elixir monks took action at the same time. No matter what the fake Han Buju's real cultivation level was, the ensuing battle was extremely fast. In just three breaths, the monk in blue shirt moved his head and a wisp of
The elegant spirit was slapped by Gu Siqin's robe sleeve, and instantly disappeared into ashes. Now that the matter was over, there was no need to question Han Buju's origins anymore.
Gu Siqin sat cross-legged on the bluestone, his spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and he changed a magic formula in his hand. White spiritual energy flowed from the array pile standing in the open space in front of him, and the four-image array was activated. Zhuge Jingyu felt it under his feet.
The ground was shaking, as if some huge monster was slowly crawling out of hell.
…
On a huge rock at the east foot of Taibai Peak, Jiang Baichuan looked at the monks at his feet and felt a surging emotion in his chest. He had the urge to make some victory speeches. If his goal was to climb the mountain
Taibai Peak, indeed, has won at this time. The monk gate of Sitian Pavilion occupies the outer perimeter of the east foot of Taibai Peak, compressing the activity scope of the Tianqiong Sect monks into the inner magic circle. In the eyes of Jiang Baichuan and many people,
Victory is just something in the bag, just one foot in front of you. As for when you get it, it depends entirely on your own wishes. And the sky monks in the inner circle are like a group of trembling little sheep, thinking of it
Little Sheep, Jiang Baichuan immediately thought of the beautiful woman in the sky who made him a little embarrassed back then. He hoped that such a beautiful beauty would not die in this battle.
Jiang Baichuan had been brewing on the rock for a long time, but he could not come up with a complete and provocative speech. If possible, he would ask the historians of Xiliang Kingdom to record this glorious moment. For him, at this moment, he
He is the king of the world, and a domineering aura that dares to compete with evil spirits is burning in his internal organs, especially in his bladder.
In order to demonstrate the domineering power of the Xiliang Kingdom, Jiang Baichuan even asked the ghost Taoist to move all the nine mysterious cannons to Taibai Mountain to attack the weak inner array of the Tianqiong Sect. Although the ghost Taoist believed that doing so was unnecessary, the Tianqiong Sect's inner circle
The defensive power of the first layer of the magic circle was limited, so manpower could tear it open, but he didn't dare to dissuade Jiang Baichuan, so he had no choice but to do as he was told.
Facing Jiang Baichuan who was still immersed in complacency, Donghai Diaosou seemed quite helpless. He handed over his hand for the third time and said: "Your Highness, do you think we have started to attack the inner magic circle? After all, there are still a handful of Tianqiong sect.
The monks are waiting for you to clean them up." Donghai Diaosou deliberately described the Tianqiong Sect monks as a handful, and through deliberate modifications, Jiang Baichuan felt that he alone had wiped out the Tianqiong Sect from beginning to end.
As expected, Jiang Baichuan cleared his throat proudly and said briskly: "Master Ghost, please listen to your order and order your Xuan Artillery Battalion to attack the inner magic circle directly on the mountain. Don't let me hear that your artillery can no longer fire today."
If you stop talking nonsense like that, you must have the determination and fighting spirit to change the sun and the moon for a new sky, and believe that human subjective initiative is unlimited."
Touching the slightly hot black barrel, Ghost Taoist was obviously a little depressed by Jiang Baichuan's unintelligible words. What happened to the prince today? Was his head hit by something when he attacked the mountain just now?
?However, he could only obey the order and ordered a few of his men to load the mysterious fire bombs and prepare to fire.
At this moment, a vibration from the bottom of the mountain made all the monks present alert, except Jiang Baichuan who was still elated. Donghai Diaosou subconsciously looked at the white jade tablet in his hand.
"Oops!"
In a hurry, the old man fishing in the East China Sea rushed towards Jiang Baichuan on the boulder. As if carrying a piece of luggage, he tucked him under his arm without any explanation, turned around and flew towards the east. Jiang Baichuan was stunned by this series of actions.
He shouted: "Senior Diaosou, you, you..."
Before he could finish his words, a wisp of residual red emerged from the south of Taibai Peak, like sunset and like blood. The residual red flame swept halfway up Taibai Peak ninety meters from the south to the east like a giant dragon.
The area was stretched, turning everything in its path into black scorched earth. The Sitian Pavilion monks who gathered in the southeast were killed without any precautions and were stripped of their armor.
There are five hundred cold star crossbowmen led by Zhao Chen here. The armor on these five hundred monks can protect against long-distance blows from the golden elixir monk's magic weapon, but it cannot protect against five elements spells such as wind, fire, thunder and lightning, because it only protects against puncture and slashing.
The magic circle. These monks didn't even scream. They were burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, leaving pieces of incomplete heavy armor falling into the dust. Zhao Chen had quick hands and eyes, and quickly took out a defensive magic weapon.
Only then was he spared. Looking at the tragic situation in front of him, he quickly calmed down and made a correct decision - to run as far as possible. The attack of this magic circle had obviously exceeded his defense ability, even if he had
Just because he can defend against this attack does not mean that he will be lucky enough to defend against the next attack.
Almost at the same time as the flames swept across the southeast, Taibai Peak began to tremble horribly again.