Wuxu thought about it and decided not to stay here for a long time. After all, tomorrow is the time of the competition, and he didn't know how much confidence and gain he would have if he tried here.
However, the boat kept floating like this, but there seemed to be no end in sight. Wuxu was a little angry, was he trying to trap himself here?
"Senior, do you hope that Wuxu will use various Buddhist techniques here to waste his spiritual consciousness and obsession?" Wuxu stood on the bow of the boat and said in a loud voice.
After a while, there was a gust of wind, and the voice in the cabin sounded again, "To join our Huangquan Sect, you must drink Huangquan wine. Why don't you drink it?"
Wuxu replied, "The young monk has drunk this wine before in Fengdu City."
"Feng is Fengdu, and this is here."
The cold answer made Wuxu dumbfounded, "After drinking this wine, the young monk's body eroded and almost turned into a skeleton of bones. Apart from that, there were no other abnormalities. Senior, why should I be in such trouble?"
"This is the rule of Huangquan Sect. You came uninvited, but you don't abide by the rules. I didn't punish you, which is an exception."
What he said was quite reasonable. Wuxu was not an unreasonable person. He pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "In this case, I will have another drink. But I hope that after drinking, the senior will release the restriction."
After a while, a voice came from the cabin behind him, "Why don't you come in and drink?"
Wuxu was startled. He was extremely alert at this moment, but he still didn't notice it at all.
After walking a few steps, another word came from the cabin, "Take away your Buddhist magical powers. I really hate you Buddhists."
Wuxu thought for a while and then removed the seal.
Slowly walking into the cabin, as before, I couldn't see anyone. I could only see the long table and the wine glass on it in the darkness.
Wuxu sat down cross-legged and raised his wine glass, "The young monk is really disgusted by this smell." After that, he frowned and swallowed it in one gulp.
Since Fengdu drank Huangquan wine and turned into a skeleton, Wuxu actually imagined a lot of countermeasures. But in the end, there were only two that seemed reliable. One of them was to use the huge power of faith and wish in the sea conch.
Resolve the astonishing karmic resentment contained in this underworld wine; because these karmic resentments
, is not caused by ordinary mortals, but the karmic resentments entangled by many monks (some of whom were at a higher level than Wuxu during their lifetime). The second is to use relics. Of course, the two methods can be used together at the same time.
But at this moment, Wuxu could not borrow the power of faith and wish in the sea conch.
"The World Honored One said that there are millions of living beings in a drop of water. This small glass of wine contains countless karma and resentment." Wuxu sighed as he watched his body gradually fester, took out the relic and held it in his mouth.
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This is equivalent to playing a side game. First, he was asked to receive Buddhist magical powers. Now Wuxu holds the relic in his mouth, but does not use it.
Fortunately, the invisible black figure on the opposite side did not make any threats to stop him.
The karmic resentment that was originally roaming throughout the body suddenly found its natural enemy and rushed towards Wuxu's head. The relics were originally transformed by eminent monks in the human world, but they could not resist it. Wuxu's entire head suddenly
Most of it rotted away, revealing white bones, almost turning into a skull.
Not only that, the karmic resentment of these extremely powerful and tyrannical monks also invaded Wuxu's sea of consciousness. Like drop after drop of ink, most of it was instantly dyed black.
This glass of wine seems to be several times more powerful and powerful than the last time I brewed it. It is almost impossible to recognize the empty bones and skeletons. The wine's strength slowly wears off and gradually recovers.
Wuxu had no choice but to control it, so he started to use the physical Dharma Realm method in his body. The golden lotus in the sea of consciousness was glowing, white tigers were flying in front of his chest, and the star cloud bamboo was swaying behind him. It didn't take long before those karmic resentments were forced out.
They had to retreat continuously and collapsed.
Wuxu clasped his hands together and was about to force them out of his body with all his strength.
At this time, the invisible black shadow on the opposite side took action. It seemed to be a finger, which was placed on the index finger of Wuxu's right hand with a cold touch. Those karmic resentments unexpectedly gathered together again, like a drop of wine, sliding to
The index finger of Wuxu’s right hand.
Wuxu opened his eyes and heard a voice from the other side, "Having already drank it, how can there be any reason to spit it out?"
Wuxu thought for a while and asked, "Can the young monk go out now?"
The person on the other side was silent for a moment, "Are you willing to join the Huangquan Sect?"
Wuxu was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head. At this moment, Wuxu had vaguely understood that the Huangquan Sect was actually an existence similar to the underworld; the obsession with spiritual consciousness left by thousands of years of "predecessors and sages" could not enter reincarnation.
The silt accumulated here, so the Huangquan Sect was born.
"If you join the Huangquan Sect, you can take over my position in the future and become the great elder of this sect. If the Huangquan Sect secretly helps you, the little Yongzhou will be proud of Xuanyin." The invisible black figure on the opposite side said eloquently.
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After hearing this, Wuxu took a deep breath and asked, "Little monk Ludu, if the Huangquan Sect wants to let go of the old and adopt the new, it seems that it would be better to find a ghost cultivator instead of a Buddhist cultivator."
"If you say so, our sect would have been merged into the Ghost Sect or the Buddhist Sect thousands of years ago!" The other person smiled and said with mystery, "So, after you drink the cup of Huangquan wine just now,
Then it won’t be irresolvable.”
Wuxu still shook his head, "The young monk has self-awareness. If the young monk can enter the eyes of the seniors like this, then I don't know how many people like the young monks have entered the eyes of the seniors over the thousands of years."
The subsequent reply from the other party made Wuxu extremely depressed.
"Indeed, there were a few people, but they were all not lucky enough, and they all died here in the end."
Then, what else can you say...
Wuxu clasped his hands and stood up, ready to form seals at any time, "Senior, please find someone else."
"That's alright, you can go ahead."
The man on the other side was calm and didn't seem angry at all. He just said, "But since you have drank this cup of Huangquan wine, you cannot spit it out."
Wuxu looked at the index finger of his right hand. Because of the drop of wine inside, it turned very gray. Fortunately, even his nails also turned gray. If outsiders didn't look carefully, they would just think of onychomycosis.
Let's talk about it before we go out, Wuxu thought and saluted to the other side.
It was completely silent on the other side again, and the boat stopped. Wuxu walked out of the cabin, and the boat docked at a small ferry. Wuxu walked up, and the scene changed. He was already standing in the Yongdu Temple.
In a small dilapidated palace.
Recalling the scenes he had just experienced, Wuxu couldn't help but feel a little enlightened. Did he have some spiritual obsessions that flowed into the Huangquan Sect when the end of his cultivation had come? He even made some contribution to a cup of Huangquan wine.
At this moment, Wuxu has somewhat understood that this Huangquan wine is probably made from the most paranoid and violent part of the spiritual consciousness obsessions left by many monks. The Huangquan Sect refined this wine for the sake of overall stability and controllability.
It is also stipulated that those who join the Huangquan Sect must drink a glass of this wine.
When Wuxu walked out of the small hall, he was suddenly startled. The whole capital was in turmoil. There was light and darkness in all directions. It seemed that there were monks fighting each other everywhere, and judging from the momentum, it seemed that there were even true spirit monks taking action.
Several messenger jade talismans were shining non-stop. There were Bi Lanlan's, Yu Xianzi's, Zhu Yuanzhang's, and Master Yuanfa's.
Seeing Bi Lanlan's message coming over, Wu Xu's heart sank, and he took it out first to take a look. Sure enough, Wu Mufang and Yang Yingrong went to Xiangyun Court again. Moreover, they also broke through the protection of Lu Zhishen and others.
Wuxu raised his head and looked in the direction of the Great Zhou Palace. His resentment was already leaking out. There were dark clouds overlapping the entire palace, making people feel upset and depressed.
Wuxu flew over quickly and read the rest of the summons one after another. Fairy Yu and Li Mingshan had already rushed over. However, Zhu Yuanzhang and Master Yuanfa summoned him, Fairy Yu and Li Mingshan to go to the place where ordinary people gathered to help out.
Wuxu couldn't help but let out his spiritual consciousness and explored the ordinary place. It was like a war that had just happened. It was a mess, countless houses collapsed, and many places were even razed to the ground. Thousands of ordinary people,
They fell in a pool of blood, wailing endlessly, and it was unclear how many of them were dead depending on the situation.
Looking around again, we see the Great Zhou Palace, Tianren Academy, and six sects. The monks belonging to these eight forces are actually fighting with each other!
What happened?
Wuxu thought for a while and continued to fly to the Great Zhou Palace. Although Wuxu didn't know the grudges of the ordinary people under Xiangyun Court against the monks, what use they had in Ebony Fang or the Great Zhou Palace. But Wuxu wanted to come, as long as
Once the chaos in the Imperial Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty subsides, the Great Zhou Dynasty's national defense formation can shock all parties, thereby calming down the shocking chaos. In this way, Zhu Yuanzhang and Master Yuanfa's request for help will naturally be resolved.
The palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which used to be heavily guarded, was now a mess. Wuxu flew in all the way, but the guards were ineffective and no one could stop him. There were still several miles away from the Xiangyun Courtyard, and Wuxu saw the ebony square and the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty in mid-air.
Confronted.
The place where the ebony square was was like a black hole vortex, constantly swallowing up the air of resentment around it; the Crown Prince of Zhou, with golden light shining all over his body, held an incense candle as long as a flying sword in his hands.
At the feet of the two of them, the resentment of the common people against the monks spurted out from underneath. From a distance, it looked like a netherworld fountain.
Others, such as Yang Yingrong, Lu Zhishen, etc., stood at a distance. Bi Lanlan, Zhao Qiuhe and other three people, as well as Fairy Yu and Li Mingshan, were nowhere to be seen.
Wuxu stopped because the stench in front of him was too bad, rushing straight into the sea of consciousness, which had the effect of corroding the monks' spiritual consciousness!
Looking at the incense candle in the hand of the Crown Prince of Zhou, four words suddenly appeared in Wuxu's mind, "the incense handed down from generation to generation".
Wu Mufang and the Crown Prince of Zhou were facing each other without saying a word, and no other actions were seen. But the stench was getting worse and worse, and the corrosion of the sea of spiritual consciousness was getting worse. Everyone
I couldn't help but retreat slowly.
Wuxu frowned and stepped back. At the same time, he formed seals with his hands and faintly offered the Green Lotus Spiritual Fire. He was late. If Wu Mufang and Yang Yingrong had just broken through the protection of Lu Zhishen and others, he might have been able to do something. But
At this moment, we can only continue to retreat with everyone.
The ebony fang had sharp eyes, and soon he saw Wuxu. He was slightly startled at first, as if he was surprised that Wuxu came out of Huangquan Sect alive, and then he said with a joking smile, "Master Wuxu, there is boundless resentment here. Now that you are here,
Well, why not be compassionate and save one or two people?"
"How can a young monk surpass me in the cause and effect?" Under the gaze of everyone, Wuxu smiled and said, "How can fellow Taoists take notice of such commonplace resentments?"
The prince of Zhou glanced at Wuxu first and said nothing.
"Well said!" Wu Mufang nodded pitifully, "Wu came here just to retrieve an old thing left here by our sect. Unexpectedly, the Imperial Palace of Zhou Dynasty still refused to take possession of it after so many years.
return."
His words were unclear and he seemed unwilling to explain. He closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, stretched out his hands, and seemed to be wandering for nine days.
The Prince of Zhou, who had been silent all this time, moved his lips slightly, as if he was mumbling to himself, or reciting some secret mantra. Silhouettes rose from all over the palace and flew towards him. Some were old, some were young,
There are men and women, all dressed gorgeously, but
They had different expressions, some looked fanatical and even religious, but some looked frightened and struggling, and some even cursed and cried unwillingly. But then, these people disappeared.
Amid heavy resentment.
At the same time, the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty sent a message with his spiritual consciousness and announced to everyone, "The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty recommends Xuanyuan with blood! If you are not from my clan, please leave the palace as soon as possible."
Maybe there is another
He sent a message to Lu Zhishen and others, and they retreated like a tide. After a while, Wuxu also retreated outside the palace like them, and then specifically stood next to Lu Zhishen. He first asked Bi Lanlan, Zhao Qiuhe and three others, as well as Yu
Regarding the situation of Xianzi and Li Mingshan, they learned that Bi Lanlan, Zhao Qiuhe and other three people were killed by Fairy Yu and Li Mingshan.
Li Mingshan was taken away safely. Wuxu breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked why there was a scuffle between the Great Zhou Palace, Tianren Academy, and the six major sects. Lu Zhishen shook his head with a heavy expression, "This is all because Tianren Academy is in the ordinary world.
Spread the six sects of martial arts among the people." After that, he secretly sent a message to Wuxu and gave a rough explanation.
It turned out that Tianren Academy secretly leaked all the unique skills of the Zhou Imperial Palace, Tianren Academy, and the six sects. The six sects heard the news and took action. First, the Buddha sect rushed to the place where ordinary people gathered and used their methods. Not only did they take advantage of the situation, they
He made several disciples and also collected some exercises from other sects.
The other five sects who came later were blocked by the Great Zhou Palace and Tianren Academy. So a conflict broke out. The monks from Netherworld happened to show up to cause trouble, such as Ebony Fang was an example, and the foundation of the Great Zhou Palace was shaken.
The remaining formation to protect the country was not functioning smoothly. The monks from the six sects took the opportunity to launch an attack.
So that's it. Wuxu recalled the miserable situation in the place where ordinary people gathered with his spiritual consciousness, and couldn't help but shake his head like Lu Zhishen. Zhu Yuanzhang was too reckless in doing this. He, Master Yuanfa, and Shen Qian,
What on earth was the former Great Perimeter Princess planning? To the extent that she acted like this.
They, as well as Fairy Yu, Li Mingshan, etc., have received no news except the previous summons, so there should be no danger.
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The scene of the monks fighting in the distance was bizarre. The entire capital was filled with spiritual energy that was trembling and it was hard to distinguish. If you didn't use all your strength, your spiritual sense could only take a quick look. The picture was blurry and the sound was dull. Only the evil spirit, resentment, and...
Rage rises along with injuries and deaths, with different colors, rendering the sky into a bleak oil painting.
Dim colors flowed slowly in the sky. Suddenly, there was a color, which was the resentment of ordinary people, all heading towards the Great Zhou Palace.
Wuxu couldn't help being startled, withdrew his consciousness, and then looked around the palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty with all his strength.
All those mundane resentments were heading in the direction of the Crown Prince of Zhou. The clouds of resentment around him became thicker and heavier, and the color began to slowly turn dark red.
Suddenly, the Prince of Zhou opened his mouth and blew in the incense stick in his hand with all his strength. The incense stick was immediately lit, and the finger-sized fire started to beat at a very fast speed. His breath was very long, as if a strong wind was blowing, and it was like a gust of wind.
The center continues to expand outwards, and the dark red clouds of resentment around it all form a vortex.
"Back off, gather your breath." Lu Zhishen secretly sent a message to remind him urgently, and at the same time he also acted in the same way.
Wuxu immediately retreated, but did not restrain his breath. Because if he restrained his breath, he would naturally have to withdraw his consciousness. In this way, the fighting in the palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty would not be clear. Wuxu increased his spiritual power and urged
The green lotus spirit fire that Dong used to sacrifice covered himself and Lu Zhishen.
At this moment, the incense candle in the hand of Prince Zhou was burning and began to release streams of gray air. These streams of gray air spread in all directions. When they arrived outside the palace, where Wuxu and others were, thousands of strands of air were scattered.
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Wuxu controlled the spiritual fire, felt it for a moment, and frowned. The smell was several times more stench than before. Not only could it corrode the sea of consciousness, but it could also directly corrode the physical body, the monk's physical body. This was nothing like Huangquan wine.
the difference!
Thousands of wisps of gray aura still extend and spread. When they reach the back, they gradually fade away, but they gather together again and become mist. Moreover, these mists drift specifically towards the place where the monks gather. Wherever they pass, the monks
All of them stopped fighting, and some even screamed in the mist.
In this way, even though the fog had not reached the entire capital, all the monks' fighting had basically stopped.
But the ebony square was still as before, flying in the sky above the Imperial Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty, facing the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty from a distance.
At this moment, he turned into a white skeleton, but just like in the Huangquan Sect before, the green inside the head was shining faintly. Around it, there were many black lotuses floating around, which kept blooming and withering.
Wither.
Lu Zhishen, who was standing next to him, suddenly rushed out of the range of the Green Lotus Spiritual Fire, formed a seal and recited, "We are invincible when we unite as one..."
Many such sounds rang out one after another outside the palace and in other places, and finally converged together, making a mighty sound.
The incense candle burned brighter and brighter.
Wuxu activated the green lotus spirit fire and looked at Lu Zhishen outside. In the blink of an eye, his face shriveled up, and he was afraid that he would look like a mummy after a while.
At this time, a blood moon suddenly appeared over the Great Zhou Palace. The light shining down from it was also blood red, not like moonlight, but more like blood light.
Those mortal grievances, under the blood-like moonlight, seemed to be inexplicably attracted, and they floated upward one after another, floating higher and higher, becoming increasingly unclear, as if they were trying to find a place far away.
Is this Zhang Ruoyue?! Is she helping Wu Mu Fang?
Before Wuxu could confirm, a group of figures slowly flew up.
The leader was none other than Zhu Yuanzhang. Master Yuanfa, Shen Qian, followed closely behind. The most surprising thing was that after the three of them, there were many ordinary people following.
It is easy to distinguish between monks and lay people. At this moment, these common people flew up with Zhu Yuanzhang and the other three, their expressions were as usual. Not only did they fly up, they also raised their spears one after another, and then followed Zhu Yuanzhang and waved the horned dragon in his hand.
The swords were all thrown towards Wu Mu Fang.
The spear is like rain, full of spiritual energy, and the energy penetrates the rainbow.