A mysterious land, mostly mountains and rivers, full of dangers.
In the basin surrounded by mountains, there is an ancient altar.
Around the altar, there are four stone pillars, one hundred feet high, which go deep into the ground, meaning they can reach the heaven and the earth. There are also twelve statues of gods guarding them, with different shapes and great power.
It is Taimang Holy Land: Ancestor Sacrifice Wutai.
Next to the ancestral witch platform, there is an old wizard in strange clothes, wearing a strange white mask, with flying white hair. He is short in stature, dancing strange dances, communicating with the spirits of the ancestral witch platform, and listening to the will of the earth.<
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Below, people from all clans are coming, waiting quietly.
After the dance, the old wizard said in a deep voice with an old voice: "The earth has sent a message that there will be a big harvest this year. Everyone will have enough to eat and wear warm clothes."
Among the people below, an old man frowned and sighed, holding his forehead, and stepped forward and said: "Qi, that's not what we're asking."
"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, thank you Shang Xin for reminding me."
The man sighed again, my name is not Shang Xin, my name is Xia Hai.
The old wizard suddenly understood and walked slightly trembling, as if he might fall at any time. Someone tried to help him, but was pushed away. He said: "I am old and my memory is not good. Let me take a look. The evil spirit of the earth is making a noise.
The time, um, in three days."
"Well, please open the ancestral sacrificial witch platform in three days to receive the soul of our emperor."
The old wizard Qi shook his head and said: "No, no, no, no. Since the emperor was sealed, the ancestral sacrificial witch platform has not been replenished, and its strength has been damaged. It is not enough to attract the emperor's soul."
Xia Hai said: "At the same time, what about opening the twelve gods and evil formations again?"
The old wizard closed his eyes, pondered the feasibility, and said for a long time: "Yes, but the twelve children will probably be lost."
"For the sake of our emperor, sacrifice is inevitable. I am an old man, so let me do it and leave the future to the young people."
Someone hurriedly said: "No, Mr. Shang, we and other clans need you, so I will come."
"I'll come, I'll come."
Everyone was vying to be brave, but at this time, a strange voice came:
"Ah hoo... ah hoo..."
Everyone looked for the voice, but saw that the old wizard had fallen asleep standing up. He was older, much older than the elder Shang Hai.
At this time, in the ancestral sacrificial witch platform, there was a force holding the old wizard's body and guiding him to enter.
Many clans discussed again for a while, and Hou Kui, the archer of the clan, arrived. He said: "Mr. Shang, representatives of the clans, I will go and invite Chi Zun. Chi Zun said he will leave the seclusion in a few days."
Hou Kui returned a few days ago and brought back another half volume of Qiu Zi's handwriting. Adding the previous half volume, there is exactly one volume, which can break the seal of Confucianism. There is also a way to break the seal of Taoism.
Therefore, many clans came together to plan how to unblock Emperor Chi. Although they could not unblock all of them, they could first use the ancestral sacrificial witch platform to welcome the return of Emperor Chi's soul.
"With the help of Chi Zun, the teacher of the saint, we are 80% certain that this matter will be accomplished."
Hou Kui asked: "When is the time when the earth evil spirit will cause trouble?"
"After three days, we have to grasp the time, otherwise the next time may be months or years later, the time is uncertain."
"Do we need to call back Fengshen and Bing Zhenzi? And our allies in Hokkaido?"
Shang Hai thought: "No, the saint is still in the Central Plains. She may need help. After all, outsiders in Hokkaido cannot be trusted."
Many clans discussed again, determined the operatives and the personnel of the Twelve Divine Evil Formation, and dispersed.
The next day, at the Lihu Mountain Pass leading from Taimang to other places, everyone gathered, led by clan elder Xia Xin. Xia Xin was the same generation as Shang Hai. He was a lean old man who was proficient in martial arts and could be more powerful than Hou Kui. p>
The Hougui is the archer and provides support from a distance. Feng Qingzi, a descendant of the Feng clan, watches from a distance and coordinates the situation. There are also representatives of metal, wood, water, fire and earth, all of whom are masters of each clan.
The representative of gold, the gold tribe collects Qianfeng.
The representative of wood is Yi Yi of the Wood clan.
The representative of water is the common people and the common soup.
The representative of fire is Zhu Clan Zhu Yang.
The representative of earth, Hou Ying of the Hou clan, the eldest brother of Hou Kui, and the father of Hou Yi.
Everyone arrived and immediately passed through Lihu Mountain Pass, left Taimang, and headed for the Wilderness of Zhuolu.
One day after they left, Chi Zun came out of seclusion, his sword energy soared into the sky, driving away the clouds, sweeping away the mist, and shaking the moon. This was a further improvement in his cultivation and a deeper level of skill.
Immediately, Chi Zun flew away with his sword in the air, and the red clouds filled the sky, heading straight for thousands of miles away.
The next day, eight people from Taimang rushed to the wilderness of Zhuolu.
Xia Xin said: "Feng Qingzi, you are patrolling outside. If anyone comes, report back immediately."
Feng Qingzi said: "Yes, Grandpa Xia."
Feng Qingzi is a young man, ranking first among the young people of the Feng Clan, comparable to Hou Yi, both of them are young and promising young men.
Feng Qingzi left as ordered and came to a nearby mountain to monitor the situation on the road to Zhuolu Wilderness.
Xia Xin said: "Next, when you enter the Wilderness of Zhuolu, you need to pass through three formations. One is the confusion formation, which is a large formation that turns hundreds of times. It is intended to stop people who pass by accidentally. Then there is the trapping formation, which is the formation that locks the sky and the ground.
.The final killing formation, Sword God Realm, the swords come out to shake the heaven and the earth."
After a pause, Xia Xin continued: "Every formation can be broken down, and there is a backdoor. This is the key to breaking through the formation. Everyone knows it by heart."
Hou Kui asked: "These three formations are all very important. How did Mr. Xia know the solution?"
"It's all thanks to Chi Zun. I won't say much for now. Business is important. Please pay attention."
Xia Xin came one by one, everyone remembered it, stepped into the formation together, followed the instructions, broke through three formations in a row, and arrived at the wilderness of Zhuolu.
At this moment, a majestic palm force suddenly struck. Xia Xin had already anticipated it. With powerful real energy in both palms, he took a forceful move and took half a step back.
"You go first."
Xia Xin whispered to Hou Kui and others, turned around and looked forward, and said loudly: "The Taoist sect is full of Taoists. I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. It's been a long time."
On a hill not far away, I saw a Taoist sitting cross-legged, meditating, refining his Qi, and attaining enlightenment.
It is the Taoist gate of Zhuolu Wilderness that remains: Bujin Taoist.
Taoist Bujin had white hair and a resolute face. He waved his whisk and said with a smile: "Old man Xia, you came here in person. Today I said that I can't keep you here in order to reduce the number of Tai Mang generals."
"Then it depends on your ability."
Xia Xin strode forward, raised his hand and punched BuQue Taoist. BuQue Taoist swung his fly whisk to dispel the punch, and then gave him a palm in return.
For a time, the two men were fighting fiercely, with no distinction between top and bottom.
"Move forward quickly."
Hou Kui led Sue Qianfeng and the other five people forward quickly and arrived in the middle of the Zhuolu Wilderness, where they saw a shocking scene in front of them:
A black sarcophagus hung in mid-air, and the person sealed inside was Emperor Chi. A thick chain fell from the sky, and the other end of it was unknown, locking the sarcophagus tightly.
It is the seal of Emperor Xuanyuan.
Hang Chi Huang high and seal it so that it does not come into contact with the earth's energy and absorbs the earth's turbid energy to recover.
There are also three high platforms separated into three sides. On each high platform, there is a chain extending to lock the sarcophagus.
It is the seal of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.
Just as everyone was about to move forward, a trace suddenly appeared under their feet, and everyone looked up.
I saw a person lying on the high platform of the Buddha. He seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and seemed to be awake but not awake. He was in a daze and acted according to his instinct.
This is the Buddhist magical skill "Sleeping Arhat Sutra", and there are only a few people who can practice it.
Hou Kui said in a deep voice: "Sleep on the Arhat's pillow."
The Sleeping Arhat sleeps on the Pillow, and he and the Sword Arhat Fuyou are in the same Arhat fruit position. The Sleeping Arhat on the Pillow has a gentle personality, while the Sword Arhat tends to be more vigorous and resolute.
"It is a poor monk. Please cherish your life and stay away from the wilderness of Zhuolu."
"You can't escape this level, you can only go through it forcefully. Brother, if you fight, I'm going to shoot an arrow and help you."
After hearing this, Hou Ying nodded and shouted: "The Five Elements Reversal Formation, start."
The five people formed a formation instantly. Although the five were strong, they were still unable to defeat Sleeping on the Pillow, so they had to use formations to resist.
Sleeping on the pillow, Mian sighed and said: "No one is allowed to touch Emperor Chi's seal. I have no choice but to ask Buddha to know that I will start a killing spree today."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mian pointed his finger on the pillow, and then his energy came out, pointing directly at the five-person formation.
The five of them formed a formation, and they could take every move without any hindrance. Taking advantage of the situation, they jumped onto the high platform of Taoism, and Hou Kui also stepped onto the high platform of Confucianism.
Just when the five people stepped onto the high platform of Tao, the Five Elements Reversal Formation immediately took effect. The Five Elements were reversed, and the Taoist seal suddenly emerged: based on the Five Elements, Liuhe, Seven Stars, Bagua, and Nine Palaces evolved.
If the foundation of the five elements is destroyed, the seal of Taoism will be broken.
The sleeping arhat suddenly opened his eyes, and two gleams of light shone in his eyes. He said: "No, how can you know how to unblock it?"
As he spoke, he moved his palm quickly and struck at the high platform of the Tao. However, at this moment, he suddenly sensed the approaching crisis and immediately changed his direction and struck at Hou Kui, hitting the arrow shot by Hou Kui on the way.
"A profitable arrow, I almost got hurt by you."
After sleeping on the pillow, he squeezed the Dharma seal again, and the Arhat seal gathered strength, thundered away, and directly hit the five people behind the eagle.
The five of them maintained their formation and were in the process of unblocking the Taoist seals, and did not dare to act rashly.
Hou Kui shot an arrow, but only blocked it for a moment before being knocked away. He said anxiously: "Brother, it's dangerous."
The five Houying people are also in a hurry. Are they going to fall short?
Just at the moment of despair, the sky suddenly filled with red clouds, and a red sword pierced the sky.
As soon as he defeated the Arhat Seal, he immediately thrust his sword into the ground and stood between the two sides.
The sword energy hovers.
Sleeping on the pillow frowned and said: "Chizun·Eight Thousand Victories."
"Ha...ha...ha..."
In the sky, a figure appeared in an instant, accompanied by hearty and heroic laughter:
"Every hero changes from one country to another, and he smiles in the sky. Who is worthy of being the best among men?
The tides of the rivers and seas are surging, and the generals on the battlefield are fighting with swords without borders!"