typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 277 Open the door

Rong Niang snorted coldly: "I still want to compete with Zhao Zhiran. You can go to Dajun Mountain later, and even Qu Fenghe and Feng Tang will not be able to compare with you. I can tell you that the Wenqing Valley in Dajun Mountain, It was nothing at first, but now people have discovered two golden elixirs, Song Yuqiao and Zheng Yutong. There are two guys in western Sichuan, a butcher named Zhang Yide, and an old restaurant owner named Shen. They just arrived in Dajun Mountain and broke through seclusion. Great! Looking back at our family, only the eldest brother can compete with me now. If you don't work hard, how can I go to Maharaja Mountain to meet people?"

Xia Ling was dissatisfied: "We have so many people in Gezao Mountain, and Dajun Mountain can't catch up even if we try hard for a hundred years."

Rong Niang said angrily: "Then you can't always count on those cousins, cousins, cousins, right? Our family is the direct descendant of the main branch, my good second brother!"

Duanmu Celestial Master thought thoughtfully: "Something has happened here. Rong Niang will take your second brother with you and introduce him to Zhao Zhiran."

Xia Ling said: "No! Others will think that my ranking on the training ball was obtained through his help. I want to win the ball openly!"

Duanmu Celestial Master explained: "I'm not asking you to rely on his connections to get some rankings. You just need to stay with him when you have nothing to do."

Xia Ling scratched his head: "What's the truth?"

The Great Heavenly Master Duanmu said: "Don't worry about the truth, just go if I ask you to go!"

While they were talking, they suddenly saw Master Duanmu standing up and looking towards the western sky. Master Feng Da, Zhang Yunyi, Wang Changyu, Jiao Yuanjun and Pan Yuanjun also each had feelings in their hearts and looked towards the sky.

I saw a figure peeking out from the clouds, with big sleeves fluttering, slowly falling from a high place, and all the Taoists hurriedly came forward to meet him.

"Senior Brother Leng."

"Fellow Taoist Long Yangzi."

"I've met Senior Long Yang..."

All the true masters of the True Master Hall also paid their respects: "I have met the founder!"

Patriarch Long Yang waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite, and then said: "No need to say more, just wait."

The sun gradually rose, and at noon, Patriarch Longyang suddenly received a flying talisman, so he stood up and said: "The time has come, let's start."

Jiao Yuanjun was shocked: "Senior Long Yang, Master Shao made an appointment for three days, but there is still an hour left!"

Patriarch Longyang said: "You don't understand. I can't tell you the details here. You can figure it out on your own later."

Jiao Yuanjun stopped in front of Patriarch Long Yang: "Senior Long Yang, you must not do this!"

Patriarch Long Yang frowned: "Get out of the way."

Jiao Yuanjun looked determined: "Wait for one more hour! Since we agreed to three days, we must wait for three full days! Otherwise, wouldn't the True Master Hall be breaking its promise?"

Patriarch Longyang said: "Three days is an approximate number, not the famous thirty-six hours. Don't get entangled in it, otherwise it will harm others and yourself."

Jiao Yuanjun raised his dragon-headed cane horizontally and shouted: "If you dare to break the formation, don't blame me for being rude!"

Patriarch Longyang said to Fengling: "Please help me, fellow Taoist Feng."

Fenglingdu smiled: "Fellow Taoist Longyang, just break the formation with peace of mind."

During the quarrel, another great master of Hedao flew down from the northern sky. It was Tao Zhongwen, the great master of Baoguo in Shenxiao.

Jiao Yuanjun was overjoyed: "Brother Tao, come and help me. They will break the formation by force before the time comes."

Tao Zhongwen looked anxious: "That's why I'm here. Stop quickly and help Senior Long Yang break the formation."

Jiao Yuanjun was stunned: "What?"

Tao Zhongwen said: "Since the application yesterday, I can no longer contact the Great Heavenly Master."

"Why?"

"I don't know. He used to reply with a few words every two hours, but now it has been almost a day and there is no news from him."

"Could it be at a critical moment?"

"Who can be sure?"

"But what if we forcefully break the formation and disturb Uncle Shao?"

"Senior Long Yang has his own way."

Patriarch Longyang did have a way. He neither used the Thunder God's Thunderbolt Armillary Sphere in the Qifu Pavilion nor the assistance of the Lianxu people. He just came to the Laoshan Mountain across the water and stopped in front of the red transparent light curtain.

Take out a paintbrush.

Rong Niang, who was following behind, asked her grandfather in a low voice: "What kind of treasure is this?"

Master Duanmu smiled and said: "This is Wu Zhen's pen, which was made by Master Ziyang. Back then, Senior Brother Leng met a stranger who taught him this brush and techniques. He never said who the stranger was."

I saw Patriarch Longyang making secrets with his left hand and holding a pen with his right hand, looking up to the sky. After looking for a moment, he selected a thick white cloud and lifted the pen to point upwards, as if dipping it in ink.

By the time he finished dipping, the tip of the pen was already covered with a ball of white ink, like thick oil that seemed to be dripping to the ground.

Looking at the sky again, the white cloud has disappeared!

Patriarch Longyang dipped his Wu Zhen brush into Baiyun ink, then started writing on the transparent light screen, and wrote a big character as tall as a person: 门.

After putting away the pen, he took out the Guqin "Railang", put it on his knees, sat three feet out of thin air, pondered for a moment, and suddenly swept the strings with his ten fingers.

Everyone only saw its shape and did not hear the sound of the piano, but the word "door" written on the transparent light screen out of thin air began to change, as if it stood out from the painting, and it took the shape of a solid object.

After Patriarch Long Yang played a few times, he saw that the characters had become real, so he put away the piano, stepped forward, and gently pushed it inward with his left hand.

The door is open!



Zhao Ran, who was far away in the Chengtian Gate Wing of the Imperial Palace in the capital, finally completed the overall plan and mapped out nine escape routes in detail. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling that he was ready for everything, he stretched his fingers towards the Queen Mother on the inside of the bed.

At the same time as the gate of the formation was opened, Zhao Ran inserted his five fingers into the Queen Mother's Qi Sea...

In Qixia Mountain in the northeast of the capital, Shao Yuanjie, who was sitting quietly under the plum garden with his eyes closed, was getting older and older. In just three days, it seemed like three years had passed, and most of his remaining life span had been lost.

Since last night, he has not replied to any messages from Tao Zhongwen, the only person who has maintained communication with the outside world. He has no energy. Several flying talismans sent by Tao Zhongwen were automatically absorbed by the formation, and all relevant messages inside were also collected.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, it evolved into a set of inconspicuous numbers in a huge information, adding complex calculations.

Shao Yuanjie knew that his research on the number of plum blossoms had gone astray. The real number of plum blossoms was definitely not like this. Such an algorithm had no charm, was too dull, and was too boring. With the charm of the number of plum blossoms, a

The calculation can be treated as millions of ordinary calculations, and it will never be so boring. Besides numbers, it is still numbers.

But he had no choice but to support himself, otherwise he would not be able to complete such a huge calculation.

The most painful thing for him is that from last night to now, the most critical node has not moved at all, allowing him to continue with complex calculations, wasting precious life force in vain.

Until he sensed the formation gate opening on the lonely mountain in the southwest, at the same time, he finally waited for the change in the key node.

With a long sigh of relief, Shao Yuanjie stood up and stepped off Qixia.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next