Chapter 1124 An unexpected visitor
The top of Cangnan Mountain.
Two figures are flashing in the air. One of them is wearing a green robe, controlling the waterway spell, and is attacking wildly; the other is a man in white robe, with white feathers turning into gas all over his body. Each feather seems to have spirituality and can turn the opponent's spells into invisibility.
Both sides are doing their best, you come and I go, all kinds of magical powers and spells emerge in endlessly, until the top of Cangnan Mountain changes and the sky becomes dark!
I don’t know how long the fight lasted, but suddenly I heard a muffled groan in the air, but the man in green was no match for the opponent and was beaten to the ground.
This person was also powerful. Even if he was hit by the opponent, he didn't seem to be injured at all. He turned around in mid-air and lost most of the opponent's strength, and finally returned to the camp of Wushuang City lightly.
"Sorry, Lin is not good at Taoism and has embarrassed Wushuang City."
The man who came back was full of shame. He was Lin Yueque, the acting master of Bihai Palace.
In the crowd, Wu Ci glanced at him and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, as long as Lin Daoyou is not injured. Now it's the best of four rounds, the two sides are tied, we still have a chance."< br>
At the same time, on the other side of the top of Cangnan Mountain, the hearts of the nine sects were excited.
"Hahaha, this battle is really satisfying! The name of Long Feiyu, the 'Hundred Feather Flying Dragon', is indeed well-deserved!" Jin Guangxian laughed, looking extremely happy.
Not long ago, he lost to Chu Haotian in a battle, and he was feeling unhappy. When he turned around and saw Long Feiyu defeating Lin Yueque so cleanly, he felt that the other party was He let out a bad breath.
So as soon as Long Feiyu returned, he was the first to congratulate.
"Fellow Daoist Jinguang has won the prize. I was just lucky enough to win one and a half moves. Now after four rounds, we have two wins and two losses. The final result will depend on the next fellow Taoist." On my body." Long Feiyu's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.
“Well, what Sect Leader Long said is right.”
Shangguan Qianye nodded, glanced at everyone, and slowly said: "Now the masters of Baiyu Sect, Su Xinzhai, Chixiao Academy, and Dragon Tooth Sect have all competed on the court. In this last and most critical round, Which fellow Taoist will come on stage?"
The words just finished. , a voice shouted:
"I am willing to go!"
Shangguan Qianye looked sideways and saw that the speaker was nine feet tall, with a wrinkled face and two rings. The eyes that stared like copper bells were none other than the leader of the Guiyi Sect, the "Tiger Waiting Master"!
"It is said that this man once had a chance encounter, and he has mastered the ancient body-refining technique. He has a body of copper skin and iron bones, and ordinary spells can't help him. It seems that this man can go into battle."
Shangguan Qianye thought for a while and was about to speak when a person next to him said first:
"Fellow Taoist Tiger Hou, let Pindao do the final battle."
< br>The speaker was an old man of half a century, wearing a wide robe and holding a whisk. He was standing there casually, looking a little lazy.
"Lu Dazhu, do you want to compete with me for this spot in the martial arts competition?" Tiger Hou layman glared at him and shouted angrily.
Faced with his question, Lu Dazhu just smiled softly and said: "I know that the disciple of the Tiger Marquis layman died at the hands of Wushuang City, so I am naturally a little angry in my heart. It's just that Wushuang City played the final battle. The one must be Gong Yehong. This person is practicing Taoism with Wu Ci, and the "Nine Transformations of Xiaoyao Gong" may have reached the fifth level. Pindao once burned incense and discussed Taoism with him at Dongling Lake, and he knows a little bit about his heel, so it would be more appropriate for Pindao to take the stage. .”
After hearing this, layman Hu Hou showed a trace of hesitation on his face, but Shangguan Qianye on the side laughed and said:
"Since the head of Wuwei Taoism is willing to take action, that's the best thing. , this battle will be decided by Lu Dao Friends come on stage, I hope you will live up to expectations and get the six-fingered bones for us!”
“That’s easy to say!”
Lu Dazhu laughed, didn’t talk nonsense, and made a secret. Flying into the air.
One person also flew out from the camp in Wushuang City. He was an old Taoist with a white beard, wearing a star-and-moon Taoist robe and a purple-gold hibiscus crown. He was born with a childish face and fair hair.
The two faced each other in the air, and Lu Dazhu chuckled and said: "Fellow Taoist Gongye, we meet again. Last time we discussed Taoism in Dongling Lake, Taoist Taoist discussed the mysteries, Lu still remembers it fresh. Today happens to be a Opportunity to verify what you and I have learned . ”
“How disrespectful!”
Gong Yehong’s face was expressionless, and with a wave of dust in his hand, countless brilliance flowed, like the light of the sun, moon and stars, divided into gold and silver, filling the vast sky. All shrouded in it.
Twenty-four clusters of starlight flickered in and out of mid-air, and the surrounding space spun like a whirlpool. The people watching the fight below all had a strange feeling in their hearts, as if the sky, thousands of feet high, was suddenly close. So close.
Nalu Dazhu was in the sun, moon and starlight, covered by the chaotic vortex. His whole person was like a duckweed, rising and falling as the vortex rotated, erratic, as if it could happen at any time. Like being submerged.
"Being able to transform the light of the sun, moon and stars into divine power and reshape the mustard space is truly worthy of the "Nine-turn Xiaoyao Kung". That Gongye Hong is only a minor success in the fifth turn, but he actually has such magical power!" Shangguan Qianye looked at the air. He murmured to himself about his fighting skills, with a look of deep fear in his eyes.
It's just that although Gong Yehong's "Nine Revolutions of Xiaoyao Kung" is powerful, Nalu Dazhu has never been swallowed up by the chaotic whirlpool around him. Even though the sun, moon and stars work together, they all shine the divine light. The top of his head still couldn't be killed by this person.
"Awesome! Awesome!"
In the boundless whirlpool, Lu Dazhu laughed loudly, stepped on the steel, and swam leisurely, shuttling through the gaps in this chaotic whirlpool, as if A slippery fish, no magical powers can catch him.
“It seems that Wuwei Dao Sect’s spells are somewhat sophisticated. It’s a pity that you fell into my hands today, but you can’t make any waves.”
Gong Yehong's face was indifferent, and the magic formula in his hand changed. Gale wind and thunder fire actually appeared in the mustard space. Sometimes the wind was like a knife, and sometimes the thunder and fire were surging. The violent spiritual power was beating endlessly, as if it had shattered all the laws in the space. It is necessary to re-divide the clear and turbid universe.
Such chaotic space power is only limited to Gong Yehong's Mustard Seed Space. Although the monks outside can witness it with their own eyes, they cannot sense the violent aura inside.
But one thing they know is that except for Shangguan Qianye, everyone else present, no matter who is in this mustard space, will definitely die!
Shangguan Qianye was also extremely surprised and thought secretly in his heart: "No wonder Wu Ci is known as the first person among the saints in the Wushuang Domain. It seems that his reputation is not in vain. Even the disciples trained by him are so powerful. I am nowhere near as good as him! ”
Everyone had their own thoughts. Looking at the mustard space, Lu Dazhu lost his initial calmness. His face was extremely solemn. His hands quickly made the seal, and colorful rays of light appeared around him, turning into seven-faced flags. The flag protects oneself firmly inside.
This seven-sided flag is called the "Mending Sky Flag". It is said to be a magic weapon refined from a seven-colored sacred stone. It can stop wind, fire, water and thunder, and is not afraid of swords, guns, swords and halberds. The colorful glow can also break through the void and travel around. Wanli is Lu Dazhu's magic weapon.
Now that he is offering this set of magic weapons, he has reached the point where he can no longer hold on. The surrounding wind, thunder and fire are constantly roaring, and the vortex of space is rolling and roaring. If he delays for a moment longer, he may really die. Disappeared. As soon as the "Tian Mending Flag" came out, the colorful rays of light immediately opened up a space for him, blocking the nearby wind, thunder, fire and space vortex from outside.
It's just that although the "Bu Tian Banner" bought him a chance to breathe, it couldn't completely break Gong Yehong's mustard space, and the pressure from all around was still pouring into him. Come, Lu Dazhu couldn't escape, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on. The spiritual light all over his body was distorted and deformed, green smoke was rising from the top of his head, and his face turned red.
Of these two Taoist masters, one used magical powers to suppress them, while the other used magic weapons to resist.
Although Gong Yehong had the upper hand, because the "Bu Tian Banner" was so extraordinary, he was unable to capture Lu Dazhu for a while. He could only use the wind, thunder and fire in the mustard space to continuously bombard the opponent in an attempt to slowly eat away at the opponent.
The eight sect leaders at the top of Cangnan Mountain are all ancestors of Huajie. Seeing the situation of the battle, they all know that Lu Dazhu’s defeat is only a matter of time. As long as Gong Yehong’s magical power persists, it can take as short as a few hours. Even if it takes half a day, Lu Dazhu will be defeated sooner or later.
“It’s not good”
Shangguan Qianye sighed secretly, his face was anxious, his mind was racing, and he was thinking about how to deal with it, when he suddenly heard a burst of singing coming from the horizon in the distance. .
The song goes: "Send spring across the river, toast the east wind with wine, smell the fragrance and know the elegant guests, and lie drunk in the blue sky!"
Hearing the singing, everyone on the top of the mountain was a little surprised and looked to the horizon almost at the same time. I saw a caravan coming from the vast sky.
There are more than ten carriages in the team, all of them are magnificent and surrounded by auspicious clouds. In front of the carriages are various rare birds and animals acting as the drivers, walking on the ground in the blue clouds and blue sky.
In the middle of the caravan, there were more than ten monks riding spiritual beasts with a large flag on their shoulders. There were several big characters written on the flag, which was: "Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce"!
"Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce? What are they doing here?"
The people at the top of Cangnan Mountain, whether they are the seven tribulation ancestors of Wushuang City or the heads of the nine sects, At this time, there were some doubts in my heart, and I couldn't figure out the intention of the person coming.
Although the caravan was far away in the horizon, the spirit beast pulling the car was extremely fast. In just the blink of an eye, it had already reached the top of Cangnan Mountain.
The leading carriage is extremely large, with gold brick walls and white jade roof. There are three people sitting in the carriage, all of whom are in the Tribulation Realm.
The three people from left to right are: an elderly scholar, a middle-aged businessman and a monk in white.
The scholar was over fifty years old, wearing an old brown robe, a scribe's scarf, and a long beard under his forehead. He was looking around, looking a little absent-minded.
The businessman sitting in the middle has a fat head and big ears, and is wearing gold and silver. He has been smiling since he got close to the top of the mountain, and he looks like a good old man.
As for the monk, he was barefoot and white-robed, sitting on a nine-pin lotus platform. His eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. There was a string of rosary beads hanging on his neck. Each rosary bead was the size of a baby's fist, with a total of eighteen beads. The threads are strung together and look completely different from ordinary beads.
"Elder Gan?"
Shangguan Qianye does not know the two people on the left and right, but he knows the businessman in the middle. This person is one of the three elders of the Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce. , named Qianlong.
"Today is the appointment between our nine major sects and Wushuang City to discuss Tao. What kind of wind blew your Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce here?" Shangguan Qianye asked.
After hearing this, Gan Long chuckled and said: "Fellow Taoist Shangguan, Gan has no other purpose in coming here. He just wants to be a lobbyist and persuade everyone to stop fighting and make peace."
Although he said these words with a smile, he used magical powers, and his voice was heard far away. On the top of Cangnan Mountain, people from both the Nine Major Sects and Wushuang City could hear clearly.
Before Shangguan Qianye could say anything, Gong Yehong frowned in mid-air and sneered: "You Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce are so proud! This competition has reached the last round, and the old Taoist has won. It’s just a matter of time, why should I listen to you?”
Having said that, he did not continue to activate the Gangfeng Leihuo, but temporarily trapped Lu Dazhu with the mustard space, and wanted to listen to the Qianlong answer. How to tell next.
Unexpectedly, before Qianlong could answer, the white-clothed monk next to him smiled and said:
"Haha, the grudges between Wushuang City and the nine major sects actually boil down to ' "Six finger bones, but as far as the monk knows, the total number of finger bones on your hands is only four. If you can't get all six, why make such an earth-shattering fuss?"
As soon as these words came out, many of the monks present showed doubts. On the side of Wushuang City, Wu Ci glanced at him and asked, "Excuse Wu's poor eyesight, who is this fellow Taoist?"
"He is one of the Nineteen Star Officials of Tiangong City, the successor of the Angry Monk, and his dharma name is Lotus Heart Master." Qianlong introduced from the side.
"It turns out that he is the descendant of the Angry Monk, so disrespectful and disrespectful!"
Wu Ci looked solemn, cupped his hands at him and said: "Master Lianxin came all the way to mediate our Wushuang City. The grudge against the nine major sects?”
“That’s right!”
Master Lianxin clasped his hands together, whispered the Buddha's name, and said: "Wushuang City governs an area and has been at peace with the nine major sects for many years. But now it is at war because of the 'Six Finger Bones' matter. In the long run, it will inevitably shake the area." The foundation. The young monk couldn't bear to see the chaos in Wushuang Realm, so he came here specifically to be a lobbyist."
He looked compassionate. Many people present who didn't know his background thought he was really a wise monk.
Wu Ci thought for a while and asked: "Then according to what fellow Taoist said, how should we deal with today's matter?"
"Simple."
Lian Xin The master smiled slightly and replied: "In my opinion, it's better for everyone to turn the war into jade and put the 'six-finger bones' together, and first find the 'celestial machine box' from the void."
"Oh?" Wu Ci raised his eyebrows and asked, "From what my fellow Taoist said, do you know the whereabouts of the other two phalanges?"
"Not bad!"
Master Lianxin He smiled and said: "The other two phalanges, one is smelling the fragrance In the hands of the Chamber of Commerce, the other one is in the hands of the young monk. As long as everyone puts aside their past grievances and gathers the six finger bones together, the 'Tianji Box' can see the light of day again today."
(End of this chapter)