All Shushan disciples looked up into the sky, with expressions ranging from horror, fear, and despair.
Above the sky, among the dark clouds, Yinglong's head poked down from the dark clouds. The dragon's head alone was about the same size as the Golden Summit of Emei.
Following its words, the light curtain of the Xuanguang Ruler began to tremble, and a series of landslides occurred in the unprotected peaks of Shu Mountain outside, and a large number of trees, earth and rocks collapsed and fell.
The power of words is so terrifying!
At this time, Headmaster Yujing was leading the peak masters from the Nascent Soul Realm to fight against the main force of the dragon near the Demon Locking Tower.
The rest of the Jindan Masters were scattered in the surrounding peaks, chasing and hunting the scattered dragons that escaped.
If Yinglong in the Cloud really launches an attack on the Golden Summit of Emei, there won't even be a high-level swordsman who can restrain the opponent!
Of course, Yinglong did not deliberately embarrass these "low-end monks". He just lowered his head and stared at Mount Emei, with only indifferent majesty in the golden vertical pillar, and no other emotions at all.
Suddenly, it seemed to notice Ling Yunpo among the crowd, and a complex and inexplicable look seemed to flash in its pupils.
Then, Yinglong opened its big mouth, and five-colored light condensed in its throat, like a war star destroyer cannon in a science fiction blockbuster.
…
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
Ling Yunpo looked at the sky and saw that Yinglong still maintained the posture of opening his mouth to charge energy, but countless strange lines had flashed in the sky.
These lines formed a dense net that completely covered Yinglong's huge body.
The next second, the lines all over the sky suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, the five-color brilliance in Yinglong's throat dissipated, as if it had been strangled and locked in his neck.
After a while, a large amount of blood suddenly burst out from its whole body, and the long and narrow wounds were exactly the same as the distribution of the previous lines.
Ling Yunpo stared blankly at such a strange scene, and heard Lin Duanshan next to him say in a tone that was mixed with weirdness, longing and admiration:
"This is the Liangyi Dust Formation."
"The Liangyi Mochen Sword?" Ling Yunpo was also surprised, "Is that the sword formation that requires the help of the eleventh-level immortal sword - the Liangyi Moshechen Sword?"
"To be precise, it's not that the Liangyi Mochen Sword is used to activate the Liangyi Moshechen Sword." Duan Fenhai also rarely spoke, staring at the sky, "But the Liangyi Moshechen Sword, from the very beginning.
It was made to host the Liangyi Mochen Formation."
"That's right." Lin Duanshan added, "In the ancient times, during the great battle between Chanjie and Jiejie, Jiejiao killed four swordsmen and formed the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. I don't know how many swordsmen of Chanjiao were killed."
"Later, Chanjiao developed the Liangyi Mochen Formation, which was modeled after the Jiejiao Sword Formation. Using the Liangyi Moshechen Sword as the eye of the formation, it can activate the majestic power of yin and yang from the day after tomorrow to counteract and destroy everything caught in the formation.
All turned into fine dust and powder."
While the two men were talking, Ying Long, who was covered in blood, had already escaped into the clouds, and there seemed to be no trace of serious injuries at all.
And the lines in the sky appeared again, this time the density was twice as high as last time, as if endless vertical and horizontal sword energy cut straight into the clouds.
A moment later, a heavy dragon roar came from the clouds.
The outcome of the battle in the clouds is unknown for the time being, but the Shushan disciples on the Golden Summit of Emei only saw more and more lines.
Not only were they densely covered in the sky above the Golden Dome, but they also spread rapidly in all directions, as if someone was scribbling in the air.
They split into two, and then split into four, doubling at a geometric rate.
They sailed across the mountain peaks and across the river valleys, sweeping past the Shushan Sword Immortal and the dragons who were fighting fiercely. They passed through the body of the Sword Immortal as if they were nothing, and cut into the white scales and flesh of the dragons like a solid sword energy, killing them.
Killed instantly by dismemberment.
It seemed that more than a quarter of an hour had passed, or it seemed like a blink of an eye, the Shushan disciples at the Golden Summit of Emei looked again. There were no dragons in the sky and the earth. Even the dark clouds in the sky were cut into pieces by dense lines, causing the skylight to scatter.
.
A majestic and powerful white sword light shot out from the depths of the Demon Locking Tower, penetrated into the cloud layer where Yinglong was before, and then escaped into the Demon Locking Tower again.
"It turns out it's true." Duan Fenhai said in a low voice after being silent for a while.
"What's true?" Ling Yunpo asked curiously.
"He is in charge of the Liangyi Dust Sword and spreads the Liangyi Dust Formation to the entire Shu Mountain. What rank do you think this senior is?" Lin Duanshan said with a bitter smile.
Ling Yunpo was speechless for a moment, then heard An Zhisu say next to him:
"Immortal."
"Our Qing sect in Shushan... should also include Kunlun and Penglai. Behind us, there is an ancient Taoist Immortal with the rank of Daluo Jinxian. From today on, it is probably confirmed." Lin Duanshan said with emotion, "Actually,
It makes sense when you think about it, after all, we are the inheritors of the ancient teachings."
"You are trying to reverse the effect for the cause." Guan Shanyue walked up the steps and said indifferently, "It's not because the Sanqing Orthodox Sect inherited the Chanjiao orthodoxy that there were ancient Chanjiao immortals sitting in charge."
"It's because when the Chan Sect declined, the only three remaining ancient Chan Sect immortals chose the three forces of Kunlun, Shushan and Penglai respectively."
"These three sects finally survived and became the successors of the ancient Chan religion."
Everyone was speechless.
The ancient secrets mentioned by Guan Shanyue have no written records in the orthodox religion. They are only circulated among the top immortal cultivating families. No one has heard of them before, but it is very reasonable if you think about it carefully.
After the ancient Chan Sect was destroyed, it was divided into three forces: Kunlun, Shushan and Penglai? Of course it is impossible. After all, Jie Sect can be divided into five according to different sects. If Chan Sect really needs to be subdivided according to school lines, the corresponding forces must only be
More or less.
The reason why in the end only the Three Purities Sect has survived to this day is naturally because other Taoist traditions were later integrated and unified by the Three Purities Orthodox Sect.
"This immortal from Shu Mountain is called 'Chang Mei'." Guan Shanyue continued to talk first, "Of course, it is meaningless to know this. After all, he is too far away from our current rank. Except for Yu Jing in the whole Shu Mountain,
Apart from the headmaster, probably only the peak masters have the opportunity to see him."
"In any case, this is a good thing." Seeing everyone's complex and strange expressions, Ling Yunpo concluded, "The immortal has personally taken action to eliminate this storm, so we don't need to worry."
When everyone heard this, they all praised him for his kindness. Poyun Sword Immortal's words were reasonable.
"It turns out he is the Immortal with Long Eyebrows." Kunlun Jing said quietly in the sea of consciousness, his tone seemed extremely complicated.
"What's wrong?" Ling Yunpo joked, "Is this Immortal with Long Eyebrows an old acquaintance of yours?"
"It's not that he was probably not born when I fell into the mortal world." Kunlun Jing sighed, "I mean..."
"When he came out of the Demon Locking Tower with the Liangyi Mochen Sword, I felt that the position of the Sky Mending Stone fragments also moved."
Ling Yunpo:???
"Are the fragments of the Heaven-Mending Stone from the Qing Sect in Shushan located on the body of Master Changmei who is in charge of the sect?" he asked in disbelief.
"Now it seems that it should be so." Kunlun Jing said bitterly.
"Well, Ah Jing." Ling Yun broke the silence for a moment and said, "Can you please modify our plan a little bit?"
"How to modify it?"
"To obtain the Heaven-Mending Stone from the Immortal, it is better for me to go find the Long-Eyebrow Immortal now and report you." Ling Yun said seriously, "Then let this Shushan ancestor be your savior to mend the Sky.
,How about it?"
"...Although I can tell you are joking, I still want to say something." Kunlun Jing said angrily, "You are a beast, not a human being!"