"This heavenly being is really amazing!" Xiao Guang said calmly.
"The immortals in the heaven are naturally extraordinary." Jian Zheng said on the side.
"Why do they come to look for the Eight Desolate Monuments?"
"I once heard a rumor that the Eight Desolations Monument was not actually a thing in the human world. Later, it drifted from the heaven to the human world for some reason, which also started a grand event of spiritual practice." Jian Zheng said.
"So they are here to find the lost treasure. Will they come back to the world?"
"Your Majesty, you have returned."
At this time, the man wearing armor and stomach fled the capital with the Eight Desolate Monuments.
Behind him, people from Tianfeng Pavilion used various means to trace his whereabouts.
Thousands of miles away, among the mountains,
Wang Zhe was practicing when the two monuments on both sides of the cave suddenly trembled.
Well, what's going on?
He used his magical power to cover the Eight Wastelands Monument, and the tremors stopped just now.
Hundreds of miles away, in mid-air,
Feeling the reaction of the Eight Desolate Monuments on his body, the man with Jiawei felt his mind wandering for a while.
In fact, the Eight Desolations Monument has another wonderful function, that is, different Eight Desolation Monuments can sense each other within a certain distance, but it needs a special method to activate it.
"There are other Eight Desolate Monuments here!"
"There's no rush, let's find a place to recover from our injuries first."
Although he looked extremely brave in the capital and defeated all the monks in the capital, he was actually at the end of his strength.
He had already been injured in the fight with the monks from Northern Xinjiang in the Northern Xinjiang King City.
I rushed to the capital with all my strength, hoping to gain something by going to the next city.
When he first came out of the heaven, his momentum was at its peak. When he entered the capital, his momentum had already declined, and now his decline was even more severe.
As the saying goes, once it is strong, it will weaken again and again, and three times it will be exhausted.
The final strength of the strong crossbow cannot penetrate Lu Zhen, so now we should find a place to cultivate.
So he found a place to hide in the Qinchuan River.
If a master of cultivation in the fairyland wants to hide himself, he must not take it easy.
A kind of monk from the capital suddenly found that the person they were chasing was missing, and no matter what methods they used, they could no longer detect his trace.
They had no choice but to send people back to the capital to go to Qintian Prison to ask for help.
But even if Jianzheng used the "Tianjian Mirror", he could only see the vast mountains.
"That man has a magic weapon on his body that blocks his energy. Besides, the Eight Desolations Monument is a treasure in the first place. Maybe it can disrupt the secret of heaven. There is nothing I can do about it." Jian Zheng shook his head.
"Judging from what the sky mirror shows, he should have disappeared into the vast mountains in the end."
"Mountains, what mountains?" the deputy head of Tianfeng Pavilion asked hurriedly.
Jian Zheng of Qin Tian Jian shook his head.
"Where did you end up chasing? You might as well start from the nearest mountain peak."
Thousands of miles across the Qinchuan River, the cold weather has arrived, bringing with it the first snow since the beginning of winter.
Laifu squatted outside, yawning out of boredom,
Tuanzi squatted on the treetop, seeming to be meditating.
In the cave, Wang Zhe sat cross-legged, with his sword in front of him, and five-colored divine light flowing in his hand.
In front of me is a mirror broken in half,
These days, he suddenly felt something, seemed to have some enlightenment, and thought about how to use the innate five elements to perform sealing techniques.
Among the classics he obtained from various places, there are also some records about sealing techniques.
The so-called seal can be understood as the use of spells, formations, magic weapons, charms and other supernatural powers to suppress demons, enemies, evil soldiers, etc.
Make the suppressed unable to move and unable to exert their own power,
For example, Sun Wukong, who had been suppressed for five hundred years, was sealed by the Buddha with the six-character mantra and the Five Elements Mountain.
First create a closed space,
Wang Zhe raised his hand and made a move. The earth and rocks on the ground broke into pieces, floated up and wrapped the broken mirror, and then slowly compressed it.
Under the blessing of the innate earth magical power, these broken earth and stones are squeezed very hard, the gaps between them are constantly becoming shallower, and the edges and corners are worn away.
Slowly turned into a glorious stone without any cracks.
The next moment, a strange formation appeared on the stone, and five spells formed a closed loop, cutting off all contact between the stone and the outside world.
"No, no, it's still missing something." He looked at the stone in his hand.
"I have to think about it again."
At the foot of the rolling mountains, a group of monks from Tianfeng Pavilion who came all the way from the capital looked at the rolling mountains in front of them.
This is a thousand-mile Qinchuan, a barrier in Guanzhong.
They also knew very well that there were countless monks hiding and practicing in this mountain.
If this was done by Sou Shan, it would definitely disturb them and distract Tianfeng Pavilion's strength.
These people had seen how terrifying that monk was. They were invincible together and he ran away from the capital. If they met him alone, they would probably be in trouble.
You have to behave well in front of the emperor, but now you are outside and no one is watching.
Just when everyone was hesitant, Baiqisi's internal guards rushed over from behind.
The deputy head of Tianfeng Pavilion and the deputy commander of the Baiqisi Internal Guards discussed it and decided that the Baiqisi Internal Guards would first dispatch the Golden Wings to inspect.
After all, this is Qinchuan, a thousand miles away, and you don’t know how long it will take to find it just by looking for it.
After Golden Wings found the monks in the mountain, they went to confirm and investigate one by one.
At the same time, they had to pay attention to other directions, as they might be able to escape from the mountain at some point.
After settling on the decision, they sent out ten golden wings to search the mountains.
Most of them chose a few places to station themselves outside Qinchuan.
The golden wings withered and flew into the air, searching the busy mountains.
On this day, Wang Zhe was practicing in the mountains.
Laifu outside suddenly heard something and stood up, looking up at the sky.
Not long after, Tuanzi was seen falling from the sky, holding a Golden Winged Wing in its sharp claws. The Golden Winged Winged Wing was still struggling hard, but it looked like it didn't have much strength anymore.
woof woof,
quack,
The dog and the eagle are communicating.
After a while, Wang Zhe came out of the cave and saw the dead golden wings on the ground. Then he looked up at the sky.
"Golden Wings Wither, Baiqisi's internal guards are in the mountains, what are they looking for?"
After a day, the internal guards of Baiqisi outside the mountain discovered that three golden wings that had entered the mountain were missing.
Those who flew back brought back some news. There were traces of monks' activities in the mountains. The next thing to do was to confirm whether he was the person they were looking for.
The monks from Tianfeng Pavilion and Baiqisi entered the mountain together.
The first place confirmed was a bamboo hut in the mountains. The monks inside were very surprised to see them, but they cooperated when they heard their purpose.
The whole process went very smoothly and there were no surprises.
But something went wrong at the second place.
This is an ancient temple in the mountains.
There was a monk living inside, and when they entered, they happened to meet the monk eating.
The monk was eating meat, and what he was eating was not just ordinary people, but human meat, and he was eating it deliciously with one arm.
Buddha is high above, sitting on the lotus throne.
He lit a fire under the Buddha statue and roasted human flesh to eat. It was obvious from his expression that he was enjoying it very much.
I was stunned when I saw the intruder.
"Amitabha, would you like some of the donors to try it?" He raised the human flesh in his hand and smiled at a few people.
"Kill him!" a Baiqisi internal guard said coldly.
"The Great Compassion Buddha's Hand!"
The monk suddenly raised his hand and struck first.
With a bang, the two Baiqisi internal guards were shot away, and the roof of the temple was blown off.
Suddenly there were flashes of swords and shadows, and fire dragons roared. In a matter of seconds, the entire temple was reduced to rubble.
After a fight, in the open space in front of the temple, the bluestone shattered, the thick Bodhi tree fell over, and the soil under the tree was filled with bones.
The cannibal monk stood in the courtyard,
One arm was cut off, the other was burned to ashes, a long gash was cut in the abdomen, and the intestines flowed out.
His right leg was missing below the knee, and bone stubble could be seen. Only half of his head was left, and the wound was flush. It looked like it had been cut off by a sword.
It was such a person who was actually still standing, without falling down. He was standing on his only remaining left leg.
In order to kill this man-eating monk, two of the internal guards of Baiqisi died, and two of the worshipers of Tianfeng Pavilion were seriously injured.
The rest of the people don't look good.
This is just the first battle, not that person yet.
God knows how many such monks there are in Qinchuan?
How many more people must die before they find that person?
In this way, Golden Wings will hover over Qinchuan every day, bringing them news.
These people also entered the mountains every day. In three days, they successively explored the eleven monks in Qinchuan and fought with six of them.
Although these six monks were eventually killed by them, they also paid a heavy price.
One was a first-level master, and two second-level masters died in the mountains forever.
And the person they are looking for has not yet been found.
The weather in winter is getting colder and colder,
This kind of weather is of course nothing to these Hugh monks, but it is somewhat similar to their mood.
They were tired and their hearts were a little cold.
At the bottom of the mountain, in a wooden house, there was a bonfire, two masters and a disciple.
"Master, when will we go back?" the disciple asked softly.
"Go back, where?"
"Back on the mountain, I miss that old tree." The disciple looked out the window.
"Senior brother often mentions it to me."
His senior brother is gone and died in a battle yesterday.
Beside the campfire, the master stared at the dancing flames.
"Want to go back?"
"I think." The disciple raised his head and stared at his master, nodding vigorously.
"Come on, only our master and apprentice know about this."
"Disciple understands."
In the mountains, the cold wind seems to be slightly lighter than outside the mountains, but the weather is also quite cold.
In such weather, a man wearing a torn cotton coat and a hatchet in his waist went into the mountains.
He has been in the mountains for five or six days and is exhausted. He is looking for a fairy grass, which is said to be able to bring people back to life, to treat his seriously ill mother.
Shanluqi District,
Wow, suddenly a strong wind came from the mountain pass. His feet slipped and he rolled down the mountain and passed out.
After a while, a lion-like spiritual beast appeared in front of him.
When he woke up again, he found that he was lying under a tree, and the tree was actually covered with purple mountain peaches.
"It's winter, how can there be peaches in the mountains?" He thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously to confirm that what he saw was true.
"You're awake." A young man wearing a gray robe stood in front of him.
This young man looked ordinary, but in such a cold weather, he was only wearing a thin shirt, and his eyes were clear and deep.
"You, are you the god in the mountain?" The middle-aged man looked at Wang Zhe who was holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand. He thought of the legends he had heard in the village.
There are immortals among the thousands of miles of Qinchuan, who are hundreds of years old but look like graceful young people. They also have supreme magical powers that can crack mountains and crack the earth and bring people back to life.
"Just a mountain monk." Wang Zhe said with a smile.
"What are you doing in the mountains on this cold day?"
"I came here to treat my mother's illness with fairy grass, and asked the gods to save my mother. I'm willing to work like a cow or a horse in return!" The middle-aged man who came back to his senses stood up and knelt down to kowtow to Wang Zhe.
But he found that he couldn't kneel down no matter what.
"How many days have you been walking in the mountains?" Wang Zhe looked at the man's ragged clothes and wounds all over his body. It was obvious that the journey was not easy.
"I walked for more than six days and was almost eaten by wild animals several times." The man said weakly.
"What disease does your mother have?"
"Corpse."
After the man's description, Wang Zhe felt that what he was talking about was tuberculosis.
This disease is difficult to treat in this era, but of course it is not difficult for monks who are proficient in medical skills.
"Thank you for your filial piety. I will give you a pill. You can go down the mountain." Wang Zhe took out a pill for healing wounds and illnesses.
"Laifu, take him home."
Wang Zhe waved his hand, and a breath of air entered his body, dispelling the coldness and fatigue that invaded his body, and also cured the external injuries on his body.
After hearing this, Laifu on the side saw the man's shocked eyes as his figure continued to grow in size, and eventually became more powerful than a lion.
Then he opened his mouth and threw the dazed man on his back.
"Thank you, God!"
After the man said this, he didn't dare to speak anymore. He found that he had already flown up.
The man was lying on the pill tightly and holding Laifu in his arms. He could only hear the wind blowing in his ears. The cold wind was like a knife, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.
Laifu took him down the mountain regardless of the time required. Following the scent left on his body, it took him only half a day to get out of the mountain and outside the mountain, and sent him back to the mountain village.
The people in the village were stunned when they saw the lion-like laifu.
"Monsters, monsters!" They ran away one by one.
Laifu put the man down, but the man was still stunned.
Laifu roared, and then he came back to his senses. He trembled twice, looked around, and found that he had returned to the mountain village.
"This, this..."
Laifu turned around and left. He jumped out of the mountain village and disappeared into the forest twice.
"Thank you, God!" The man kowtowed towards the mountain peak where Wang Zhe was.