Chapter 586 Falling
“This prince is Kuan. He was not a law-abiding person when he was born in his mother’s womb. When he grows up, he will be a bastard who can only cause trouble!”
Lu Ye is itching with hatred!
I just want to go home quietly, say goodbye to my brothers and sisters, and "walk" in a decent manner without disturbing others.
As a major cultivator of Yuanying, can you really think that you can hang on your face if you only have a head?
You can have a body, but you can't have a face!
If it weren’t for the little devil Wang Zikuan, Lu Ye would have planned to enter the tower quietly from the sea channel behind the tower.
Anyway, the island’s defensive formations cannot protect him, the real island owner.
It’s fine now.
The secret of Lu Ye’s plan was ruined by this little brat Wang Zikuan!
no.
I cannot let more people see my appearance, otherwise the prestige of the big island owner will be ruined.
Lu Ye hurriedly opened his mouth and spit out, turning the air into clouds, surrounding himself with layers of cloud barriers.
At this moment, bells and drums are ringing on the island, horns are ringing, and protective array light curtains are lighting up one after another, from outside the island to the mortal town, from the mortal town to the foot of the mountain, and from the foot of the mountain Go to the second tall tower at the top of Zhongxiang Peak.
In addition, there are countless monks taking off, most of them wearing Zhongxiang Island's standard robes and they are disciples of this island.
Luye knows.
Zhongxiang Island was plundered by the monks from all the islands led by the crazy Zi Lei, so it was heavily guarded. It seemed that it had never been relaxed for many years. Whenever something happened, it would start running quickly like a strict machine.
Not only that.
On Zhongxiang Peak, several breaths burst out and woke up one after another.
First, a pillar of Bagua light rose into the sky. A giant turtle with a size of dozens of feet, a turtle shell shield magic weapon on its head, and a faint shadow scimitar on its feet, soared into the air and occupied the top of the peak.
Several more figures flew up and landed on the turtle's back one after another.
Several of them are golden elixir cultivators, including a sword-wielding female cultivator, an ugly man with an iron tower, a long-armed archer, a half-rat man, and a blue-robed monk.
These golden elixir monks each hold formation flags and are guarding five directions. They each occupy a corner of the five-attribute formation and are ready to prepare.
The giant turtle hunched over five people, paddling its short limbs, as if swimming in the air, escaping very fast, flying from Zhongxiang Peak to outside the island magic circle in more than ten breaths.
They looked outside through the light mask.
Sure enough, I saw a monk standing outside the island's defense formation, surrounded by a circle of white clouds, with only a shadowy head exposed. The clouds were filled with magic power, blocking his spiritual consciousness.
This monk exudes the aura of a powerful Nascent Soul monk. It seems that the person who came here is not good and it is very strange.
Especially according to what Wang Zikuan said, he dared to block the door with just his head. He must be Not a good one.
Wang Zikuan jumped on the turtle's back and circled to say hello.
"Auntie."
"Third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle!"
"Dad!"
"Senior Brother Lan!"
It turned out that it was Pan Furong who came down from the Zhongxiang Peak Tower. , Zhang Cunyi, Shu Chitu, Gui Baozhu, Wang Hu, and Lan Wu and a few others.
Gui Baozhu is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the others are all Jindan cultivators. They are all the high-end combat power on the island, Dinghai Shenzhen.
Wang Hu glared at Wang Zikuan.
"You little bastard, come on, come on, where did you provoke this devil?"
Wang Zikuan yelled at Tianqu.
“Dad, I didn’t offend anyone!”
“I just went out to do some business on the island today, and I encountered this monster, and the person on the other side called me nephew.”
"I know that people in the devil's way have sorcery. If I call you and you answer, there will be cause and effect, and I will be under the spell."
"So I ran away without saying a word and hurriedly Warning."
"Dad, it's really not me who is causing trouble this time!"
The others praised Wang Zikuan for his alertness, especially Pan Furong.
Wang Hu snorted coldly.
"Hmph, little bastard, don't think I don't know why you left the island..."
"You have fallen in love with the daughter of the Qi family..."
The prince smiled broadly. Hong, Gui Baozhu shouted aside to do business first.
His huge body ascended to the sky, Nascent Soul's mana breath was released without hesitation, and the five golden elixirs waved the formation flag, supplementing it with power.
“Bah!”
"Where do these stupid thieves come from, dare to spy on our Zhongxiang Island?"
"You don't even want to inquire?"
"The big island master is holding the demons in front, destroying the passages, and fighting with people You have made great contributions to the world and are friends from all over the world!”
“Although the island owner is not here, as long as I am here, Zhongxiang Island is as solid as an iron wall.”
“Get out of here!” , it will kill you if you get out late!”
Gui Baozhu opened his mouth very rudely, and after a lot of scolding, the others also spoke one after another, especially Wang Zikuan who scolded him very vigorously.
Luye outside the defensive formation: "..."
Should we praise them for their high vigilance, and why should they praise themselves, the great island owner, so highly?
Or do we have to say that they are short-sighted?
We can't let them make any more noise.
Lu Ye rolled his eyes and puffed out puffs of smoke, and saw a chest, legs, arms and hands growing out from under his neck, and even a layer of sea wave Taoist robes covering the outside.
The sea breeze blew by, making his body a little unstable. Lu Ye sprayed out several mouthfuls of magic smoke to stabilize his body.
He used illusions to "replenish" a body for himself. If the Jindan monk looked closely, he could still see the flaws, but if he looked at it from a distance, he could hide it for a while.
Although he does not specialize in illusion magic, he has dabbled in it. It is not a problem to hide it from low-level monks.
After repairing his body, Lu Ye removed the surrounding protective smoke, ran directly towards the defensive array, and gave a low drink.
"Zikuan made a mistake, I'm back!"
With a movement of his body, he passed through the defensive formation without any hindrance. This formation was designed by him, so of course he couldn't stop himself. Record There is the aura of his mana.
"Eldest brother?"
"Husband?"
"Master..."
Gui Baozhu, Pan Furong, Zhang Cunyi, Lan Wu and others were overjoyed when they saw that the visitor effortlessly passed through the magic circle, showed his face, and matched his magic power.
Pop!
Wang Hu did not forget to give Wang Zikuan a head bang.
"Little boy, I have told you that the daughter of the Qi family is not suitable for you. She has too much heart and is not a good match. You have to say that you have a good vision, and you are absolutely right."
"Look, Even Uncle You admitted that he was wrong, how dare you say that your eyes are good?”
Wang Zikuan looked aggrieved. He wanted to refute, but thought of something and secretly lowered his voice.
"Dad...Uncle, he was really naked just now..."
"Do you think it is possible that this is not the uncle?"
Pa!
Wang Zikuan got another slap on the head.
Wang Hu scolded us that our friendship was born out of eating in the same pot. How could I recognize the wrong person?
Zi Kuan was unconvinced and said, "How many times has my mother told me that story? You were a refugee and you had nothing to do with it..."
Lu Ye ignored this pair of father and son. He nodded and greeted everyone.
At this time, many disciples saluted one after another. Lu Ye nodded and returned the salute. With a wave of his robe, the light covered everyone and fled towards Zhongxiang Peak.
Go up to the Zhongxiang Peak Tower.
Everyone's faces changed with joy, and they all became nervous and serious.
Except Wang Zikuan who was confused about the situation, several people rushed forward.
Pan Furong had tears in her eyes. Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi returned to Baozhu and shouted for their eldest brother. Lan Wutong was so shocked that he could not stand.
Lu Ye sighed and let out a sigh of relief. The chest, abdomen, legs, feet, arms, etc. all disappeared and turned into clouds, leaving only his head floating.
Especially without the cover of his magic power, the phantom mark of the sundial above his head became more and more obvious.
The projection of the sundial needle is firmly approaching the initial point. Probably because it is approaching the end, the sundial mark is getting brighter and brighter, and the glow is shining.
Now, anyone who looks at it will know that Lu Ye is not in the right state.
Just now at the foot of the mountain, his little illusion technique was okay to hide the foundation-building cultivation level, but it was absolutely impossible to hide it from the monks above the golden elixir at close range. Several people had the same intention as Lu Zhong, and they did not want to cause panic on the island, so they collaborated to put on a show outside.
Only then did Wang Zikuan confirm that he was indeed right at first.
It seems that the big island owner has either become evil or possessed by evil.
At the same time, he felt grief in his heart and touched his forehead... If a father really kills him, a walnut-sized bump will pop up.
I just felt aggrieved by the banging of my head...
Everyone rushed up and asked Lu Ye what happened?
Lu Ye laughed. When things came to a close, he was very free and easy.
He briefly told the story of what happened after he was called to leave the Southern Territory, and finally said.
“The light and shadow of the sundial on my head is the mark left by the powerful spiritual treasure of a pair of winged demons.”
“As long as the projection of the sundial needle returns to zero, it will be immediately removed from the world. Expelled and erased, the fate is unknown.”
“ A few days ago, I was in retreat at the Jinding Sect, and all the masters in the East China Sea looked at me, and there was no good solution."
Everyone was sad, Pan Furong burst into tears, several sworn brothers were frowning, and Wang Zikuan was sad. Take the initiative to hold your breath and pretend to be transparent.
Almost all of the top four masters of the Five Super Masters of the East China Sea have Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivation, and they are the figures who stand at the top of the pyramid of human monks in the human world.
If they can’t come up with a way to remove the mark when they get together, then there’s really no way to do it.
"Don't cry..." Lu Ye waved his "invisible" hand.
“When we monks explore immortality, we often fall down in the middle.”
“I can die in a battle with the demons...even, I may not die, it’s okay. Big deal.”
"You can understand that I have disappeared from this world for a few years, and I may have a chance to return."
"I have a few things to tell you."
Lu Ye cut through the mess quickly and ordered.
He told several people the locations of his private treasury. This would be the capital for Zhongxiang Island to make a comeback if something unexpected happened in the future.
In addition, he put all the windfall he received during this trip into the public treasury of Zhongxiang Island, including the gift from Princess Longfu... except for the pile of broken copper and iron from the Dragon Palace, which he took with him. .
There were several suitable magic weapons among them, which were distributed to everyone on the spot.
Even Prince Kuan, who was in the foundation-building stage, received a golden elixir weapon.
After he left, all matters on Zhongxiang Island were decided through discussion between King Pan, Zhang Shuguilan, and the experienced Taoist Elder Tie.
Zhongxiang Island is a foundation and a home. Of course, it must be able to abide by the rules. However, the two-winged demon clan is rampant and now occupies the last passage for the head of the God of Transformation to enter.
It is foreseeable that in the future, the East China Sea will turn into a sea of blood, and the two demon clans will fight. Although the East China Sea is large, it will be difficult to find a pure land.
Therefore, give up on Zhongxiang Island when it’s time to give up, and don’t be reluctant to let it go.
Lu Ye said that he had made some small achievements this time and became familiar with several big bosses. He only asked to come to the door and he should be able to get protection.
Of course, among these, the Jinding Sect is the most suitable... Lu Ye's mind turned and he did not mention the King Snake Palace.
"Okay, everyone..." Lu Ye waved his hand, "I don't have much time."
"Leave it to Furong..."
Wang Hu cried out, "Brother," and was pulled away by Zhang Cunyi and Shu Chitu. He returned to Baozhu and returned to his human form. He sighed and followed him out with his neck curled up.
Only Lu Ye's head was floating in the air. He met Pan Furong's eyes. He winked at the woman and smiled.
"One foot of green..."
"Want to hear a new story?"
"The Nanyang head-dropping technique battles against Liangshan's one hundred and eight generals..."< br>
Pan Furong: "..."
The two stepped into the cave.
The next morning, the cave collapsed.
Pan Furong woke up leisurely, only to find that there was no one around her. She felt a little dizzy. She remembered that after the good man made a scene yesterday, even his mouth melted, and he said some unfair things. The story of the Sutra...
I was feeling sleepy listening to it, and a magical light flashed through. My husband must have used a magic to make me fall asleep...
From then on, heaven and man were separated, and she didn't know if there would be a chance to meet again in this life. At the thought of this, Pan Furong felt sad in her heart, and she couldn't help it anymore, and she shed two lines of tears.
She cried for a while, then suppressed her grief, cleaned up, opened the door of the cave and walked out.
But outside the cave, Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi, Gui Baozhu stood on one side, Lan Wutong, Zhang Biao, Wang Zikuan and Fan Buju stood on the other side.
In the middle is Sister Hong supporting Elder Tiegong.
“Sister-in-law, where is my eldest brother?”
Wang Hu was the most anxious.
Pan Furong shook her head darkly, her stopped tears were about to burst out again, Sister Hong hurriedly went up to hold her.
Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi, Shu Chitu, Gui Baozhu and others rushed into the cave, but they saw it was empty. Where could Lu Ye be seen?
Everyone burst into tears.
The eldest brother said it easily, saying that he was exiled from the world, but that was also one of the guesses, and it was more likely that he died directly.
Everyone was so painful that they had to cry.
In the end, it was Elder Tiegong who suggested it, and everyone stopped crying. After some discussion, they decided to keep this secret first. They only said to the outside world that the big island owner had been injured on the front line and returned, and had been in seclusion. .
Everyone has a thought - maybe, maybe one day, Lu Ye will really come out of the void, and will there be a day when everyone can meet again?
——
In the void.
A mighty river with no head or tail, the waves rolling forward.
At this time.
The light flashed, and a pair of winged humanoid creatures appeared. As soon as it appeared on the water, when its feet touched the water, it emitted a faint yellow light and instantly turned into ashes.
The man screamed, and hurriedly unleashed his magic power, holding up a curtain of light.
However, I saw that his magic power was huge and harmonious, and his spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful and far-reaching. He was clearly the master of Nascent Soul Dzogchen.
The Dzogchen monk showed no grace at this time, and was very afraid of the small waves on the river. He hurriedly patted the animal skin bag on his waist, and saw more than a dozen strange magic weapons, including umbrellas, cymbals, drums, and shields, flying out from the bag, protecting him. Stay close to yourself.
Just.
There was a strong aura of space-time mana rules on the river. A few waves splashed, corroding his carefully maintained magic weapon into pits and breaking through the magic weapon defense circle he had painstakingly constructed.
Stab it.
Like snow melting in a stove.
The magic weapon is digested, the magic power is dissolved, and its body that has been tempered for many times is as soft as mud, melting into the water step by step!
He roared in pain and struggled left and right unwillingly. He vaguely looked around and saw a few unlucky people who were in the same situation as him.
Among them, there was even a powerful alien who was in the realm of gods. He was unwilling to melt his anger into the water and was completely transformed.
Moreover, the river is not deep, and there are faint bones flashing on the muddy bed at the bottom of the river. Bones that can maintain their shape under the erosion of the river water, how strong must their owner be during his lifetime? Die here as well.
The monk felt chilled when he thought about it, and became even more desperate when he thought about it again.
What was even more painful was that the river was swallowing up his body inch by inch all the time.
Suddenly I heard the sound of rolling waves, as if a paddle was waving, parting the river water, and drifting with the current.
I saw a small boat rowing by in front of me. It was no more than a hip wide and no longer than half a leg. It had a mast and half a man's height, and a small anchor hung on it.
This boat was simply the smallest and shabbiest he had ever seen.
A monk in green robe sat awkwardly above, with an ordinary expression and a sad look on his face. His eyes were dull as he looked in front of him, as if he was out of his mind.
There is an ugly insect lying on the head. Under the turbulence of the river, its figure disappears and appears...
The monk struggling in the river was refreshed... Kill! Grab the boat! I can live.
He struggled to use the last of his power, and boom!
The body shattered and disintegrated, and the Nascent Soul body turned into a blue light and rushed towards the boat, trying to seize the body!
Seven steps...five steps...three steps...
Poof!
The green-robed monk who seemed to be distracted on the boat shook his hand, and an iron rod stained with blood and rust was inserted into his head.
The green-robed monk shook his hands and muttered.
"Nineteenth..."
(End of this chapter)