At the beginning, Wuxu sent a message saying that he wanted to guard Xiaguan and not go to Lushan. Xuanjizi thought that Wuxu was just passionate and said casually, so he told Tianjizi and others that Wuxu and Liu Bowen must be dead at this moment.
In Lushan Mountain, maybe Wuxu followed the group of monks and lamas to Qingjing Peak, and Liu Bowen followed Madam Ma straight to Haoran Peak.
Unexpectedly, not only Wuxu was still in the northwest of Yingtian Mansion, facing the river. In fact, even Liu Bowen was still staying in Huangtiandang, fighting on the front line. Because Ma Linghua did not notify Liu Bowen to go to Lushan together.
Wuxu didn't know this for the time being. At that time, the Lushan Grand Formation was in operation, the six peaks were opened, and the world's spiritual energy fluctuated violently. Wuxu stood on the river and watched, from the enemy's military tents, from the seat of Master Xingkong beside him.
On the chair, from the shore of the East China Sea,
On the hill of Xiling, countless figures and figures from countless corners of the human world are heading directly towards the top of Mount Lu. It seems that a truly grand festival is being held in the human world, with countless stars, in strange costumes, shining brightly, swaying and rising.
The sky was brilliant.
When a group of powerful monks flew from the East China Sea, and three milky-white Confucian righteousness flew across the night sky and flew over Wuxu's head, Wuxu knew that this was Zhao Haoran and others from Dongji Island.
Three true spirit monks, and those who swaggered past behind
The strong demonic aura was that of the demonic cultivators on Dongji Island. They were high above them, and they were all showing off their aura. They flew rapidly along the rolling Yangtze River towards Lushan Mountain. When passing by Yingtian Mansion, they occasionally glanced down and looked at Wu.
They are nothing like the sergeants on the riverside, these tiny ants.
Wuxu raised his head and vaguely saw a woman in white clothes, fluttering across the sky, like an immortal, like a shooting star, like the most beautiful fireworks. Taking a deep breath, Wuxu slowly took out a
A white jade talisman was poured into it with spiritual power. The jade talisman suddenly flashed and was turned on, waiting for Wuxu's message at any time.
Guo Min, who was following Zhao Haoran closely, seemed to feel something. He slowed down slightly and took out a piece of jade talisman. Zhao Haoran's energetic voice came to his ears, "What time is it! Hurry up and follow me as your master!"
Guo Min, while flying quickly, held the jade talisman in his hand. Looking around, he saw bright lights below, figures like ants, and the Yangtze River winding like a ditch. He hurriedly said to the jade talisman, "You have arrived in Lian."
Fengfeng?"
Listening to the urgent inquiry coming from the jade talisman, Wuxu looked at the looming Yuan army warships on the other side and replied, "Not yet."
The communication jade talismans are paired in pairs. If the two communicating people are very close to each other, the light on the communication jade talisman will be more obvious.
The white light on the jade talisman became fainter and fainter. Wuxu glanced at it for a few times, then simply removed his spiritual power and took it back to the Sumeru Ring. Suddenly, the surroundings fell into the boundless night again.
Wuxu took out another piece of jade talisman from the Sumeru Ring, poured spiritual power into it, and the surrounding light reappeared. But after Wuxu finished speaking, the light did not change for a long time, and the jade talisman in his hand was like a dead object. In the end, the faint
The light also seemed to be gloomy.
The river wind blew by, sending chills all over Wuxu's body.
"Tong'er, where are you?" Wuxu murmured to himself.
Now, there were still two hours before dawn. Wuxu decided to go to the Fenghuang Mountain area on the other side again to look for traces of Zhao Tong.
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Northwest of Yingtianfu, the Laoshan area on the other side of the Yangtze River was where the Yuan Dynasty army was stationed. Because of the changes in Lushan Mountain, not only many masters of the Lamaism, including Duoji and others, left, Wang Baobao issued military orders early to adjust defenses and strictly ordered to strengthen vigilance.
.The Laoshan Military Camp, which was already heavily guarded, was even more like an iron barrel.
However, under the faint moonlight, a figure glowing with white light floated like a ghost and wandered through the old mountain at a very fast speed.
Soon, the sergeants and some low-level lamas recognized that the person in the white light was the elder Wuxu who flew to the big tent in the middle of the night to practice the Dharma Realm's Lotus. But at this moment, Wuxu's face was expressionless.
On his expression, the white light around him exuded an aura of death, as if he were a moving powder keg. No one dared to stop him. Fortunately, as long as he didn't provoke them, Wuxu would ignore them and just fly around like a ghost.
Pass.
After a while, someone reported to Wang Baobao that Wuxu was flying in the direction of Phoenix Ridge. Wang Baobao pondered for a moment and flew out, only to see Wuxu flying over Phoenix Ridge, "Master Wuxu, the two armies are fighting.
, even we monks have rules."
Wuxu didn't answer, hovered in the air for a while, and then headed directly towards a tent next to the big tent. It was the place where Zhao Tong was previously imprisoned.
Wang Baobao looked at Wuxu's back, waved his hand, and ordered the soldiers to return to the tent without stopping him.
Wuxu, floating in the dim tent with his eyes closed, quietly sensing the remaining breath in the air, suddenly opened his eyes.
The sergeants outside saw Wuxu flying out and heading straight towards the sleeping tent of the third prince Baltsoda. They hurriedly ran to the big tent to report, while running on the ground to follow. From a distance, they saw the third prince Baltsoda.
Four men in black flew out of Cuo Da's sleeping tent, two holding swords and two holding knives. With fierce killing intent, they attacked Wuxu who was coming towards him with both hands.
These four people seemed to be the dead men of the third prince Baltsoda. They acted viciously and cunningly, leaving no room for any chance. They brought up four black energies from left to right, up and down, and blocked Wuxu in mid-air.
Unexpectedly, a white light burst out around Wuxu, and in an instant, he rushed to the front; four arms stretched out from the white light, and gently pressed on the chests of the four people.
The four men in black groaned in unison, turned into a line of black smoke, and disappeared without a trace.
Wuxu ignored it and plunged into the bed tent. He circled around and saw a woman in colorful clothes lying on her side on the soft couch. She was as angry as a gossamer, so he took her into his palm with one hand and flew out again, looking deeply towards the outside.
Gone into the night.
Wang Baobao stood in the air and watched this scene. On the ground below, the sergeant knelt down on one knee again and urgently reported, "Commander, the elder who promoted the Dharma injured the third prince's personal bodyguard and took away the love of the third prince."
The concubine was kidnapped!"
Wang Baobao showed a rare smile and said, "When the third prince comes back, I will tell him about this." After that, he disappeared.
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On a hilltop more than ten miles away from Fenghuangling, Wu Xu saw that there were no pursuers behind him, so he landed slowly and reached out to wake up the woman in colorful clothes in his hand.
The woman, with a pink face and dark eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and red lips, opened her eyes faintly, her round eyes rolled around, and she waved her hands lazily, smelling of alcohol, "Who are you? This is
Where?" His tone was lazy and willful, as if he hadn't realized his current situation yet, which was very charming.
Wuxu stood in the white light, pointed coldly at the woman's Baihui point, and said quietly, "Have you seen a yellow-faced woman before?"
Baihui point is a major point of life and death. Those who are hit by it will have difficulty in the circulation of spiritual power in the whole body, and they will not be able to use their spiritual consciousness. This woman was not afraid at all. She looked at Wuxu blankly and said after a while, "Huang
A woman with a beautiful face? But that Han woman who was kidnapped by His Highness in the middle of the night and forced herself to have sex?"
Before he finished speaking, Wuxu's right hand pinched his neck firmly. The woman rolled her eyes, like a fish on the beach, and looked straight at Wuxu.
Wuxu retracted his hand with pale white light and said in a deep voice, "Don't pretend to be crazy or talk nonsense. Although I am a member of the Buddhist sect," he paused and stared at this woman with a pair of empty and ruthless eyes.
, "In Buddhism, there are both low-browed Bodhisattvas and angry-eyed Vajras."
The woman seemed to have just woken up. She was stroking her neck with her hand while coughing. It seemed that she had just been pinched by Wuxu and was extremely uncomfortable. She sat there and said intermittently, "You monk, you are so rude! You are indiscriminate.
It almost killed me!"
Then, he raised his head and said to Wuxu, "To tell you the truth, if it weren't for me, with my beautiful body and all my charms, which aroused His Highness's desire, how could the yellow-faced woman you are looking for have escaped?
Unexpectedly, I took advantage of that critical moment to escape!"
Wuxu's forehead suddenly split open, revealing his third eye, and a ray of golden light shone fixedly on the woman. The woman, illuminated by this golden light, let out a soft hum, and a layer of faint black energy surged around her body.
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"If you don't believe it, I can't help it. This is that woman's hairpin." The woman couldn't bear it anymore and threw out a green jade hairpin.
Wuxu took it into his palm and rubbed it gently. This was exactly what Zhao Tong liked to wear.
But then I heard the woman say, "That woman also escaped in this direction. If you don't believe it, you can search along this route, and maybe you can find her."
When Wuxu searched for Zhao Tong's whereabouts, he relied on the pearl he gave to Zhao Tong. That day, in Yuandu, the pearl was refined by Wuxu using Buddhist techniques, leaving the aura of Wuxu's Dharma Realm.
, Wu Xu was able to recognize Zhao Tong, whose appearance changed drastically, in Anfeng City. Now he relied on the breath left by this pearl to enter Fenghuang Ridge, broke into Baltsoda's sleeping tent, and followed the breath of the Dharma Realm on the pearl, taking this name with him.
The woman flew all the way over.
At this moment, the woman, frightened by Wuxu's clairvoyance, said that the direction of Zhao Tong's escape was consistent with the direction of the pearl given by Wuxu. Wuxu breathed a sigh of relief because the breath of the Dharma Realm he left on the pearl that day was
It was not very thick, and after many twists and turns, it was not easy to track down Baltsoda's sleeping tent and find this location again. The woman's words could prove one thing or two, and also indirectly showed that she was not lying.
Wuxu sensed it carefully and suddenly flew away quickly.
The woman shouted, "Smelly monk, why did you leave my aunt in the wilderness? What's the matter?" She actually followed her with bare feet.
Along the way, Wuxu carefully sensed Zhao Tong's breath, which sometimes flew and sometimes stopped. The woman chased him, yelling at Wuxu to open his acupuncture points and apologize, and followed Wuxu to a hot spring.
There are many hot springs in the Laoshan area. This hot spring is only half a meter in diameter and surges to the ground, forming a pool that can only accommodate two people. However, the water in the pool is boiling and water vapor is rising above the pool.
Wuxu stood by the pool and looked steadily at the bottom of the spring. The woman chased after her and when she saw this, she landed in the pool and lay in the water, moaning timidly, her thin clothes heating up.
The water ripples, and the snow-white skin is looming.
Wuxu suddenly hit the water with his palm, and the woman was caught off guard, and was immediately knocked into the air. Her naked clothes clung to her body, and her graceful and exquisite curves were clearly visible.
The woman screamed angrily, and a red light flashed from her body, driving away the moisture on her body and clothes. Then she turned her hands, turned into two pink palms, and struck at Wuxu.
Unexpectedly, Wuxu jumped into the hot spring, followed the eye of the spring, and disappeared.
The woman was so angry that she immediately fell from the air into the spring, regardless of the danger. With one palm downwards, she chased after Wuxu who was falling rapidly in front of her.
This hot spring is very strange. At first, it gets hotter as you go down; later, it gets colder as you go down. When it is more than ten miles underground, it is like an ice cellar, and the water flows fast, like a cold blade.
When they followed this woman, they saw Wuxu stopping in front and constantly looking around.
It was already pitch black here. Wuxu held the dragon ball in his hand and saw the light around him inch by inch. Obviously, the water was also black!
Wuxu's spiritual power was continuously poured into the dragon beads, and the hot spring ground became brighter and brighter, but his eyes became increasingly hazy. His aura of the Dharma Realm disappeared here! Zhao Tong's traces were completely lost!
After a while, Wuxu slowly turned around and looked at the woman who was following him. She was floating freely and freely in the water. He asked in a deep voice without sadness or joy, "Don't think that the young monk doesn't know. Previously, the young monk had clairvoyance."
I have exposed you, you are a demonic monk; the demonic energy here is strong, what is your purpose in luring the young monk here?!"
The woman raised her head and laughed, her laughter echoing in twists and turns in the water, extremely deep; her figure gradually faded away, and there were strange things in the water, like thousands of demons, surging toward Wuxu.
As the saying goes
The light on the head is overflowing with color, and the jade talisman in the hand is pale again.
The body and mind are desolate, the eyes are heartless, and the shadow of the devil is dim and diffuse.