Sikong Cuo gently rubbed the "Xuanyu" in his hand, and the chanting voice in his mouth turned from high to low.
"Xuanyu" also has sizes. Of course, the size here does not refer to the size of "Xuanyu", but to the appearance of "Xuanyu". However, "Xuanyu" is too rare and there is no very clear standard.
In fact, these "mysterious jade" are like many fragments of different sizes, scattered in the world, but these fragments cannot be judged according to common sense. The size is not distinguished by the external volume, but by the amount of divine power that can be carried inside.
Sure.
To put it simply, of the two pieces of "mysterious jade" Qi Xuansu got, the "mysterious jade of death" was larger than the "mysterious jade of life", and the "mysterious jade" in Sikong Cuo's hand was larger than Qi Xuansu's "mysterious jade of death".
The more divine power it can carry, the greater its effect. Small pieces of "mysterious jade" have little effect on heavenly beings. If Qi Xuansu wants to become a heavenly being, he must need large pieces of "mysterious jade". The higher the level, the higher the level.
The further you go, the higher the requirements for "Xuan Yu" will be.
If you want to become an immortal in this way, you need not only quality, but also huge quantity.
Of course, the larger the "mysterious jade" is, the more divine power is required to activate it.
However, this piece of "mysterious jade" has been activated. For an ancient immortal, divine power is not a problem.
"Xuanyu" gradually lights up, and the light visible to the naked eye gradually fills the entire "Xuanyu" along the "blood threads" in "Xuanyu".
The shadow of a palace then appeared in the sky above Zhenwu Lake.
This palace presents two symmetrical mirror images, one upright and one inverted, connected at the bottom. Although the style of the palace is the same, the colors are different. The upper part is somewhat similar to the sacrificial hall of a mausoleum, and the lower part is similar to an underground mausoleum.
The sacrificial hall on the ground is for the living, while the mausoleum underground is for the dead, which corresponds to the way of life and death.
In the main hall above, a white sun hangs, and in the upside-down mausoleum, a black moon hangs.
The sun sets and the black moon rises. The two form an eye. From a distance, it resembles the Yin and Yang Pisces of Taoism.
This eye symbol coincided with the eye symbol deep in Sikong Cuo's eyes. It was like opening a key, and the "Xuan Jade" began to shine brightly.
The light was overpowering but not overwhelming, just like the soft moonlight, making Sikong Cuo's hand seem to be holding a rising moon.
Sikong Cuo then released his hands and let it fly.
"Xuanyu" was seen drawing a perfect arc in the air, flying to the center of Zhenwu Lake, where the owner of "Gift" entered the water, and then sank with it.
In the lake, the Lord of "Gift" will become one with "Xuanyu" and complete the final steps.
Sikong Cuo's expression became more solemn. He was clearly a cult demon, but he exuded a somewhat holy and solemn aura. Even though his beliefs were wrong, his piety was better than many people who were on the right path.
There was a rumble, and a thunderbolt illuminated the dark sky.
In the blink of an eye, it rained heavily and violently, causing thousands of ripples to bloom on the surface of Zhenwu Lake.
Bai Yingqiong stood on the porch with her hands folded, looking at the heavy rain outside, her mood as gloomy as the weather.
Because various communication methods failed, she felt as if she had suddenly become blind and deaf. She had no idea what was going on, and it was difficult to convey her intentions. She could only communicate through the most primitive human methods, and the efficiency was very slow.
Moreover, this heavy rain is really strange and makes people suspicious.
Soon, a Taoist priest who was soaked by the heavy rain walked quickly, stood outside the corridor, and saluted: "Master Qi, there is news from Shuitang Workshop."
"How?" Bai Yingqiong waved her hand, indicating that the Taoist priest did not need to pay attention to these false etiquette.
The Taoist priest replied: "The Tiangang Hall under the command of Deputy Hall Master Zhang has successfully cleared the workshop. According to the Taoist priest in charge of Tiangang Hall, Deputy Hall Master Zhang and Chief Qi of Ziwei Hall left the Shuitang Workshop and went to Dabaoen Temple, while Xu Lingguan was in Zhang Vice Hall
Under the command of the Lord, we have broken out of Jinling Mansion and gone to other cities to contact Yujing."
Bai Yingqiong was startled: "She is calm in times of crisis. You said she
Went to the Great Baoen Temple?”
"Yes." The Taoist priest responded respectfully.
Bai Yingqiong thought for a moment and then ordered: "Is there anything fishy in the Great Baoen Temple? Send a team of spiritual officers over to support Deputy Hall Master Zhang."
The Taoist priest followed the order and left. .??.
Bai Yingqiong paced back and forth a few times, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, what's going on over there at Zhenwu Temple?"
"Zhenren Pei hasn't sent the message yet," a Taoist priest replied.
Bai Yingqiong always had a bad premonition, so she emphasized her tone: "Send someone to ask immediately."
The Taoist priest followed the order and left. .??.
While he was talking, a spiritual officer hurried in and said in a panic: "Zhenren, Zhenren, something happened to Zhenren Pei."
Bai Yingqiong was shocked and shouted: "What happened?"
Lingguan stood in the rain curtain outside the corridor, letting the rain flow on his armor, and replied: "Master Pei said that there was a change inside the Zhenwu Temple, and he entered the Zhenwu Temple alone, but he never came out..."
Bai Yingqiong's expression changed and she said loudly: "Go to Zhenwu Temple."
After saying that, she took one step forward, flew up, and flew towards Zhenwu Temple.
The Taoist priests and spiritual officials here braved the heavy rain and rushed to Zhenwu Temple on foot.
Dabaoen Temple, under the Glazed Pagoda.
Qi Xuansu pounced down from the air, like a goshawk attacking a rabbit, stepped on the Ming Guan's shoulders with his feet, half-bowed his body, slightly bent his knees, and stabbed the "Fei Ying" in his hand into the Ming Guan's face armor.
Although the realm of this fortune teller is higher than that of Qi Xuansu, in terms of comprehensive combat power, Qi Xuansu is even better. After all, as long as you deal with it properly and make reasonable use of foreign objects, magical powers, geographical advantages and other factors, the weak can also defeat the strong.
, even Zhang Yuelu was once given the upper hand by Qi Xuansu due to his carelessness.
This fortune teller is a dead man and his intelligence is incomplete, so how can he defeat Qi Xuansu?
Qi Xuansu kicked hard, and with the force of this kick, while drawing his sword, he jumped backwards, performed a beautiful backflip, and landed floating on the ground.
The official whose head was pierced by "Fei Ying" collapsed to the ground.
At this point, all six officials brought by Situ Xinglan were killed, and no one was spared.
Qi Xuansu turned his head and looked in another direction.
I saw Zhang Yuelu and Situ Xing fighting together.
At this time, Zhang Yuelu turned the "no photo paper" into a round shield in the shape of a lotus, which could cover half of his body, had sharp edges, and could rotate on its own, just like a magnified and flattened paper lotus.
Still holding the "Cang Lei", he actually took the posture of a sword and shield soldier among the men in black.
No one would have thought that Zhang Yuelu had also practiced how to use a shield. If he did not count the spirit officer, he was not only rare among Taoist sects, but also rare in Jianghu, and could even be classified as a strange sect weapon.
Situ Xinglan managed to resist with only his claws. No wonder he had never seen such a way before. Fortunately, he had immortality at this time. Although he was at a disadvantage, it had not been revealed yet.
Losing appearance.
From this point of view, Situ Xingluan is not an ordinary person, perhaps even better than Feng Bo.
Zhang Yuelu shouted softly and pushed forward with the paper shield in his hand, knocking Situ Xing backwards. The scales on his body were also injured by the sharp edge of the shield, and blood spattered everywhere.
Taking advantage of Situ Xinglan's unsteady footing, she struck down with another sword.
Situ Xinglan could only raise his arms to barely block.
This sword was injected with real energy by Zhang Yuelu. The lightning flashed and the force was so powerful that it actually cut off one of Situ Xinglan's arms.
However, Situ Xingluan used the power of this sword to retreat quickly and laughed: "The Lord has come to this world, and I still want to be useful to serve the Lord, but I can't die here."
After that, he ran away without looking back. His speed was so fast that Qi Xuansu had no time to stop him. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the rain.
Qi Xuansu came to Zhang Yuelu's side.
Zhang Yuelu's face was solemn: "He said that the Lord came to the world. Are the demons of the Zhiming Sect actually trying to make True Lord Siming come to Jinling Mansion?"