118 Ordinary people can't interfere in the affairs of the immortal world
The flames formed by the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion draining their spiritual power are becoming more and more numerous.
One, two, three...
From Fu Yun, who has the highest level of cultivation, to disciples who have just introduced Qi into the body and can only sense spiritual power, and are not even in the Qi refining stage, disciples are coming from all directions.
They hold talismans in their palms and burn their spiritual power.
Groups and clusters of golden flames gradually dried the bloody fog.
The thick blood-colored mist, as if its heart was being bitten by flames, crazily retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye, back behind the blood-colored gate.
Gu Yanting's vision gradually became clearer.
He saw each of the disciples who had burned out their spiritual power and fell down exhausted.
As soon as one fell down, the other ran from a distance, stood beside the disciple, and continued to maintain the operation of the talisman array.
They went on and on regardless of life and death, just to clarify the world and give the people of Qingzhou a world where one person dared to speak loudly in the middle of the night, and there would no longer be a world shrouded in fog.
"puff--"
A Jindan elder spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face was full of pain but she did not move a step away. She gritted her teeth and held on.
Gu Yanting also wanted to help, but he was not Fu Xiu and felt helpless in the face of such a scene, so he felt a sense of frustration in his heart.
He could not help Fu Yun suppress the evil ways, he could only help take care of the exhausted Ziwei Pavilion disciples and nurse them back to health.
When Gu Yanting was in a hurry and unable to do anything, a large black crowd suddenly appeared in the distance.
Gu Yanting took a closer look and saw that those were ordinary people in Qingzhou.
They were holding water bottles, food, and various herbal quilts in their hands, and they were rushing here like a tide.
Gu Yanting stood there in a daze.
According to common sense.
Mortals cannot interfere in matters like this in the world of immortality.
At this time, he finally understood why the people of Qingzhou respected Ziwei Pavilion so highly.
The eyes of the people are sharp.
Whoever treats them well, who truly loves them, whoever is willing to face danger for them and protect this land that has been cursed by God, is like a mirror in their hearts.
Hundreds of people set up thatched huts nearby and took care of the fainting disciples one by one in the shade.
Gu Yanting, who was so arrogant and thought that mortals were worthless, could not help but feel an indescribable feeling in her heart.
"Maybe this is touching."
The arrogance on Gu Yanting's face was gone.
According to the physical condition of his disciples, he worked day and night to help them regulate and dredge their meridians and maintain their foundation.
These common people each perform their duties.
Some were responsible for taking care of the disciples' meals, others taking care of their injuries, and those who knew some martial arts gathered into a group of twenty and formed more than a dozen patrol teams.
Their weapons are very crude.
Hoe, sickle, hatchet...
Ziwei Pavilion used its own cultivation and strength to maintain the stability of the people of Qinzhou.
The common people took action to repay the people in Ziwei Pavilion for their protection.
Among them, there are also some casual cultivators who are not very high in cultivation and come to help.
"Buzz buzz-"
Along with the shaking of the earth and the mountains, rays of spiritual light rose from the ground to the sky, turning into a city wall of golden light and encompassing the entire ruins of the God War.
"close!"
Fu Yun opened his eyes and flew into the air.
The huge golden talisman formation was divided into two.
Part of it is upward, and part is downward, tightly adhering to the wall formed by the aura, enveloping the entire relic of the God War.
"General Shen Shui."
Fu Yun's lips were dry and chapped, and his handsome face turned pale due to excessive loss of spiritual power. He respectfully called Shen Shui's name.
A moment later, a god of war wearing black and red armor descended from the sky.
He stood in the center of the formation and stared at Fu Yun condescendingly:
"I can help you suppress the monsters in the ruins of the God War, but it won't last long."
After getting the sealed book, Fu Yun and Wen Yi separated and met the patron saint Shen Shui.
They are all the guardians of Qingzhou.
Two people with similar wills naturally come together.
"How long?" Fu Yun asked hoarsely.
"One hundred years." Shen Shui said sternly: "With your current spiritual power, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a genius if you can forcefully condense such a talisman array. However, because of your low cultivation level, the array's duration is only one hundred years."
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One hundred years is a lifetime for a mortal, but it is just a blink of an eye for a monk.
"One hundred years is indeed a bit short." Fu Yun raised a wry smile at the corner of his mouth:
"But it is also good to allow a generation of Qingzhou people to live a stable life.
The days ahead are long, and with the Book of Sealings, the next generation of Ziwei Pavilion disciples will only be stronger."
There will always be disciples who will sacrifice everything they have to protect their homeland.
"You can think about it, this is good." Shen Shui grabbed the spear with both hands, "Then I will absorb all your cultivation and combine it with my spiritual power to amplify the power of the talisman array."
Shen Shui paused: "In this case, you will no longer be a Yuanying realm monk, and everything will have to start again. Are you sure? I will give you this opportunity to give up."
Fu Yun shook his head.
I have done so much just to hope that the people of Qingzhou will have a peaceful and peaceful tomorrow.
So many disciples sacrificed themselves at all costs.
So many generations of predecessors have sacrificed their lives for this, so what does it matter if he just loses some cultivation?
"The long road to Xiongguan is really like iron, but now we are crossing it from the beginning." Fu Yun solemnly saluted Shen Shui:
"You have been guarding the relics of the God War for thousands of years, isn't it also to allow the people of Qingzhou to live a peaceful life?
It's just one word for your achievements to be wiped out.
The younger generation is not sacrificing but following in the footsteps of their elders.”
After hearing these words, Shen Shui's mixed emotions condensed:
"I'm very happy to have Ziwei Pavilion in your hands."
Neither humble nor arrogant, scheming, capable, and courageous.
Fu Yun smiled softly, "Senior, you are so complimentary."
Shen Shui: "No more nonsense, let's get started!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Yangtze River that was sleeping in his palm burst out with an earth-shaking vast spiritual power.
His spiritual power was like a black film that tightly wrapped all the talisman arrays and talisman walls of Ziwei Pavilion.
If the talisman array of Ziwei Pavilion is a door.
The blessing of sinking water is like a lock.
What is locked is the monster in the ruins of the God War.
The blood-colored door floating in the air made a clicking sound.
Everyone looked up to the sky.
The half-open bloody door was pushed inward little by little by the golden talisman array, and the door was closed little by little.
"Boom, boom, boom -"
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and the entire sky turned gloomy black.
There seems to be an unknown and terrifying danger hidden in the thick black clouds.
A special force that makes people feel upset and confused is pressing on everyone's hearts.
They heard foul language.
Gu Yanting quickly used his long sword to block the mental pollution flying down from the sky for ordinary people.
In the dark environment, the golden talisman of Ziwei Pavilion was like the rising sun, turning into a giant hand to completely close the bloody door that was pushed open.
This sealing ceremony, which lasted for seven days and seven nights, was completed perfectly as the door was closed.