Chapter 260: Stepping on the Gang and fighting, calling for wind and rain (second update)
"Is this the aura of magical power? It's not quite right, but it's not the Dao Fruit..."
Pressing his heart lightly, Yang Yu was thoughtful.
Under the hazy night, a thin layer of mist that was difficult to see with the naked eye shrouded the manor, but it naturally could not hide it from Yang Yu's eyes.
This layer of mist was similar to the black mist when he saw the evil-suppressing seal at Ghost Villa, but it was much thinner and clearer than the previous one.
Although it can also block people's vision and senses, it doesn't have that weird feeling.
Not magical power, not Tao fruit?
What could that be?
Yang Yu was thinking in his heart, but he was not afraid. He flicked his black robe and jumped up to the top of the old tree in front of the manor. While looking around with his eagle eyes, he already held the Four Elephant Bow in his hand.
He didn't dare to be careless about anything related to Daoguo's magical power.
However, with the experience of Ghost Villa, he could vaguely guess the function of this invisible mist.
"In Ghost Villa, the evil-suppressing seal can only stir up trouble and rain in the black mist. It is useless outside Ghost Villa. But I don't believe that you will be an exception."
After looking around to no avail, Yang Yu didn't care. He took out a black iron arrow and slowly drew the bow with a sneer:
"If you can't see it, what's the hindrance? Let's see who can't bear it first!"
…
…
Whoosh!
The mist is like wind, starting from the small courtyard and spreading to the entire manor.
Being in it, Mu Huan was immediately shocked. Such a thin mist was more obscured than the night. He looked around, but he couldn't even see clearly the houses a few feet away.
The two altars were so hazy that they almost disappeared.
"That is……"
He looked around and saw that on the altar, the old Taoist master Miao Fa walked erratically on a chain of feet. As he moved, the hazy mist was stirred up, making bursts of wind howling and blasting sounds.
If you look closely, you will see that his steps strictly adhere to a certain direction, rising and falling like the rising Beidou, jumping like projectiles, and rustling like meteors.
Full of ancient beauty.
"Yu Bu!"
Mu Huan was shocked.
There is a footwork method of Yu Tiemenmen, which is inherited by various schools and sects, as well as in the teachings. However, he has also seen other people perform it, but it is just a medium-level light skill.
But walking between the altars at this time, it seemed extremely old and ancient.
This made his heart throb uncontrollably. According to legend, Yubu was used by Taoist priests to make magic, call wind and rain, and communicate with gods.
Is this true?
"Rising from the altar and doing the same thing, stepping on the gangbang and fighting on foot, is this a magical power? No, no, it's more like the nine divine methods in the religion..."
Mu Huan fought hard and murmured in his heart.
Although he is not a direct descendant of the Nine Meridians of Liansheng Cult, he has a high position and is exposed to no fewer secrets than a direct descendant.
It’s just that they can’t access the core ‘Nine Divine Laws’ of Lian Sheng Cult.
But the lack of contact does not mean that he has no understanding of these things. On the contrary, whether it is him, Qi Longsheng or even the leaders of other state capitals, they are extremely jealous of it.
But at this moment, the old guy's behavior made him realize that something was wrong.
If this is truly analogous to the Nine Great Divine Laws, even if it is a much weaker method, its value is immeasurable.
If only I could get...
Mu Huan was greatly moved, withdrew his gaze and asked:
"Brothers, may I ask what the altar does? But in the legend..."
The words stopped abruptly.
At some point, two Taoists came to both sides of him.
"Two Taoist brothers?"
Mu Huan's heart thumped.
"In front of the Dharma altar, you can't help but wait around. Do you think Master Mu understands this?"
An old Taoist spoke hoarsely.
"That's exactly the truth."
Miao Yun also nodded slightly, looking at Mu Huan with an expression of indifference.
There are not many people in this world who have a good impression of the Lian Sheng Cult, and he is naturally not one of them. On the contrary, he is extremely disgusted with these pagans.
Because of this, even when the Taoist temple's destiny was pinched, they still refused to join forces with these people to ambush Qi Gang, but wanted to do it themselves.
At this moment, seeing that this person seemed to recognize the Dharma altar, how could he hold back?
"What do you want to do?!"
Mu Huan's expression changed, and his inner energy was about to explode.
However, after ten days of chasing and escaping, his vitality and vitality had already hit rock bottom. Although his movements were quite fast, how could he escape from two masters who were not inferior to him?
Almost in the blink of an eye, he was pushed to the ground by two people, one on the left and one on the right. With a few clear 'click' sounds, his limbs were removed.
Skylark's eyes were straight as he looked straight at him, this was too decisive.
"Kill him."
The old Taoist would kill him with just one whisk.
"not busy."
Old Taoist Miaoyun raised his hand to catch the fly whisk, looked at Mu Huan, and said calmly:
"I heard that people from the Liansheng Cult will commit suicide immediately once they are captured and interrogated? Pindao wants to take a look..."
"...Thieves, thieves! Those who betray their trust will not die a good death!"
Mu Huan was so angry that he vomited blood and his eyes were a little black.
Unexpectedly, after more than ten days of running away, even Yang Yu couldn't catch up with him, but instead he fell into the hands of these two veterans.
I was extremely frightened and angry for a moment.
"treachery?"
Taoist Miaoyun chuckled:
"Speaking of betrayal. When you brought Yang Yu here, did you give us any information?"
His laughter was cold.
He didn't know much about Yang Yu, but he had heard of Xiao Zhan's name.
Without saying a word, Mu Huan attracted a great master who could kill Xiao Zhan here. What else could be his purpose?
If they had no means, wouldn't they die on the same day?
What talk of treachery is simply ridiculous.
"The way of thieves, the way of thieves!"
Mu still wanted to roar, so he received a heavy blow from the duster, and half of his face was almost torn off. He whimpered in pain and writhed like maggots.
"Want to reveal your location?"
Master Miaoyun sneered, said nothing, and stood guard in front of and behind the altar.
call!
suck!
In the mist, the old Taoist master of Miaofa moved step by step, neither fast nor slow, and as he moved, an inexplicable energy spread out.
Taoism is not magical power.
It is necessary to use various secret techniques to communicate with the 'divine seed' before it can be activated, and the scope is far from comparable to that in the legend.
However, its power is still immense.
"The master who can beat Xiao Zhan, even if it is not the fifth level, is still close. I wonder if he can withstand the old Taoist's 'Shenfeng Demon Suppressing Order'..."
Miaofa Laodao thought leisurely.
De Chuan Mo Yun Ling has been learning Taoism for nearly fifty years, but he has never actually used it. Since he has lived in the mountains for a long time, he rarely encounters enemies.
Secondly, setting up the altar is quite expensive.
Therefore, he still has some expectations for the enemy's attack this time. He will show off the power of Taoism. At least, his junior brothers will no longer use any martial arts to compare with his Taoism.
'It's just that Jin Yiwei is a member of the imperial court, so killing him is not a good idea. Let's beat him half to death first, and then talk about other things...'
Thoughts were swirling in Miaofa Laodao's mind, but before they could settle down, they were interrupted by a loud noise.
boom!
A huge roar resounded.
Several people looked around and saw a stream of light reflecting through the mist, and an arrow penetrating into the manor like a meteor.
This time, it was like thunder falling from the sky. In the flash of light, everyone could clearly see that wherever the stream of light passed, the walls, rockeries, landscapes, and tree trunks all exploded and shattered!
"Um?!"
The old Taoist Miao Fa shook his whisk straight and concentrated, but as far as the mist could reach, there was nothing, and there was no scent of the enemy at all.
What the hell?!
He didn't enter the manor?!
The old Taoist Miao Fa was stunned, but the expressions of several people in the courtyard changed drastically, and they defended him in front of the altar without thinking, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Several of them were masters, and in the flash of light, the flying smoke and dust could be seen. The power of this arrow was like a full-strength strike by a warrior from the Four Levels.
boom!
boom!
boom!
While several people were shocked and angry, Yang Yu, who was far away from the manor, did not stop. He opened his bow to the full moon and did not look for anyone. He just shot arrow after arrow.
Wherever the arrow struck, rockeries, landscapes, lobbies, and side rooms were all penetrated and shattered to pieces.
Although the living dead does not have the majestic power of the original deity, he does not need to spend too much on his inner breath and blood, relying on the powerful bow power of the Four Elephant Bow itself.
Although this manor is not small, it is enough to cover it.
boom!
When the arrow light fell again, this arrow was already very close to the courtyard where everyone was, and the dust raised by the blast of air was clearly visible.
Such power made everyone in the courtyard turn pale.
"Senior brother! Where is your Taoism?"
The old Taoist was shocked and angry, and all the servants in the nearby courtyard had fled towards this place, and they couldn't help but ask urgent questions.
"..."
The old Taoist Miaofa has a flying beard and a pair of old eyes. When he passes the altar, the entire manor is under his induction. As long as he has a thought, the Taoist magic can burst out.
However, what about people?!
Where are the people?!
"He has not entered the manor!"
He looked a little confused, but seeing the light of the arrow becoming more and more fierce, he still spoke:
"He needs to be introduced into the manor, otherwise, Taoism can't really lock him in!"
"Junior brother, you protect the altar. Let me go out and meet him!"
Hearing these words, Old Taoist Miaoyun couldn't bear it any longer. He flicked his whisk and was about to rush out. However, the sound wave exploded again, and the stream of light streaked across the small courtyard and flew away.
"Um?"
Outside the manor, Yang Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.
The light produced by the friction between the arrow and the air was very weak, but for him, it was enough.
"Found you!"
Yang Yu's heart moved, and in that flash of light, he clearly saw everything in the backyard.
The servants who ran away in panic guarded the courtyard, the two altars in the courtyard, and the several old Taoists protecting them in front and behind...
There is also a man in white who seems to have had his limbs removed, with a frightened, angry and embarrassed look on his face.
"Wait, is this internal strife? Or..."
Yang Yu's fingers paused slightly. Under the blending of inner energy and blood energy, the four arrows that had glowed with a burning red light were not shot out.
However, before his arrow was fired, several people in the small courtyard felt a chill in their hearts.
"not good!"
On the altar, Master Miaofa felt a chill in his heart and felt a strong crisis. In an instant, cold sweat broke out all over his body.
That person discovered himself!
If the Taoist priest standing on the altar and unable to move is locked by such a tyrannical archer, what's the point?
If the altar is destroyed, how can I and others resist the powerful warrior who can defeat Xiao Zhan?
A desperate fight to the death?
"no!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the old Taoist Miao Fa showed an astonishing determination. He stepped hard, and the internal energy accumulated during the long steps on the Gang surged from his abdomen to his chest.
Blood and Qi blended together and came out of his mouth, turning into a shocking roar: