Chapter 1982 Blood Patterns
Mo Wuhen said such shocking words. Even Liang Yan, who had already seen strong winds and waves, was slightly stunned at this moment, unable to turn his thoughts.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, did I hear you correctly? What did you just say? Is the entire Antarctic Continent shrouded in this bloody aura?" Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You heard it right, and the veteran is not alarmist. This is the reality. Now, the entire Antarctic Continent is shrouded in this bloody aura, and every once in a while, there will be an outbreak of evil aura."
He said this, After a short pause, he continued: "Almost all the sects you saw before were refined by this evil spirit. Only a handful of sects with higher strength were spared. They are all here now. Within the sect of Lao Dao, he is protected by Lao Dao.”
"How could this happen?" Liang Yan murmured to himself, and then suddenly woke up: "Is it Beiming?"
"Not bad!"
Mo Wuhen's eyes showed grief. Colorful, he said slowly: "Although the Shenyue Sect did not participate in the war between the north and the south, the old Taoist has made a lot of friends and has been paying close attention to this war. About half a year ago, the commander of Nanxuan Ning Bugui stationed troops at Longhu Pass. Siege the city At a critical moment, a large number of Beiming reinforcements suddenly appeared! Two of them were top cultivators in the sub-holy realm. They teamed up with Dan Yangsheng and seriously injured Ning Bugui. As a result, Nan Xuan was defeated and millions of people were hunted down. In the end, they had to disperse and run away for their lives."
"This is happening!"
When Liang Yan heard this, he unconsciously pressed the table with his right hand. .
But he quickly calmed down and thought about it, this was reasonable.
There are too many hidden masters in Tiangong City, such as Sword Star Officer Ling Xiao, whose strength is slightly better than that of Danyang Sheng, and is almost as strong as Ning Bugui.
In addition to Ling Xiao, there are two mysterious Hidden Star Officers, and it is estimated that their strength will not be much worse.
If they join forces to besiege Ning Bugui, it will be impossible for Ning Bugui to resist with his own strength. Coupled with the reinforcements from Tiangong City, Nanxuan will definitely not be able to withstand it, and defeat is a doomed outcome
Liang Yan thought of this, closed his eyes, and sighed in his heart.
But he quickly opened his eyes again and asked: "The Nanxuan Alliance Army was defeated. What about the Battle of Saints in Fallen Immortal Ridge? Is there a winner?"
"Old Dao is about to break up with you. "
Mo Wuhen said slowly: "After the battle at Longhu Pass, Nanxuan was defeated and everyone hid here. Less than a hundred days later, the Battle of the Saints in Fallen Immortal Ridge also came to an end, but it ended in a lose-lose outcome. Although Linghu Bai led the Four Saints of Nanxuan to defeat Beiming's 'Ancient Formation', he himself was also injured. , as for the Eight Saints of the North Ming Dynasty, they were seriously injured. Both sides were afraid of each other, so they gave up temporarily and retreated. "
"Although there is no winner in the battle between the Saints, Beiming won the war under the Saints. Before the Saints came out, Dan Yangsheng had already taken away all the three 'Ziwei Dragon Veins' in the Antarctic Immortal Continent. Since then, Soon, the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent was filled with blood evil aura, as if there was an invisible formation shrouding this place. On this continent, all living things are regarded as stupid dogs."
When Liang Yan heard this, he felt extremely depressed. After taking a deep breath, he murmured: "Dragon Vein, the formation turns out to be the real life of Tiangong City. This is the intention of that person. Is he going to refine the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent?”
Mo Qingqing also sighed and continued: "This bloody evil energy is extraordinary. It can't find the source at all and cannot be eliminated. Moreover, it will erupt every once in a while. At the beginning, it was not very powerful. Mortals were refined into blood mist, but with the fall of large swathes of mortal kingdoms, the power of the blood evil spirit also declined. It is gradually improving. I don’t remember when the monks in the Qi Refining Stage were unable to resist. Then came the Foundation Establishment Stage, Juyuan Stage, and even the current Golden Core Stage monks are unable to protect themselves.”
When Liang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Aren't there masters in each major sect? Why don’t you protect your disciples?”
Mo Qingqing shook his head: “It’s useless, this bloody evil spirit is extremely weird, it’s useless even if you escape into the space magic weapon, as long as you are in Antarctica. Xianzhou, no one can protect you, it’s only a matter of time before you are refined.”
< br>"The only thing that has some effect is the sect-protecting formation based on spiritual veins, which was discovered not long ago. Therefore, the nearby cultivation sects and aristocratic families came to seek refuge with the old Taoist, and the old Taoist temporarily They all settled on the mountain."
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded slightly.
"No wonder I found some sect members deserted on the road, but no monks died. It seems that their sect leader had some cultivation, and forcibly protected his disciples, and brought them to your Shenyue Mountain."< br>
"Infinite Heavenly Lord."
Mo Wuhen bowed his head and said with a look of pity on his face: "Although the old Taoist has cultivated to eliminate calamity, he still can't do it." It’s not that I’m desperate. I originally just wanted to keep the sect’s foundation here, but I didn’t expect that I would suffer such a fate. I would save those fellow Taoists who came to me if I could, but in my current situation, I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive for long. "
"You mean, these blood evil spirits are gradually getting stronger, and your sect-protecting formation will no longer be able to resist it?" Liang Yan asked.
“Exactly.”
"Where are the saints of Nanxuan? Isn't the battle of Fallen Immortal Ridge over? Why don't the Five Saints come to protect you?"
"Fellow Daoist Liang doesn't know something."
Mo Wuhen slowly Said: "After the battle at Fallen Immortal Ridge, Senior Linghu disappeared. Immediately afterwards, nine huge bloody runes appeared in the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent. It was precisely because of the The four saints Li Yuxian, Gui Wuya, Feng Wu, and Xuanyuan Potian each suppressed a rune and were unable to leave. Now there are only four pure lands in the entire Antarctic Continent. After the fall, hundreds of millions of creatures were refined into blood."
Liang Yan sighed deeply after listening to Mo Wuhen's detailed introduction.
“I have only been in seclusion for a year. I didn’t expect that the outside world has been turned upside down, and the war between the North and the South has actually evolved to this point.”
Unlike Mo Wuhen, Liang Yan really participated in the North-South War and was on the front line, so he had a deeper understanding of the situation.
The mysterious Lord of Tiangong City probably started the war because he used the blood of hundreds of millions of creatures to draw nine runes on the Antarctic continent, and these nine runes were used to refine the entire continent. The foundation of!
There is almost no need to verify that the area where each rune is located was the most brutal battlefield in the North-South War.
This also explains why he transformed into 'Wei Wuming' but did not help Beiming during the battle at the Great Wall.
Because in his eyes, it doesn't matter who wins or loses in the North-South War. What he wants is the war itself!
As long as enough creatures die in battle, he can achieve his goal of refining the entire continent. It doesn't matter whether the dead are Nan Xuan or Beiming.
“As of now, everything is under that person’s control!”
Liang Yan sighed secretly in his heart.
He didn't believe that Linghu Bai hadn't calculated the current situation, but he probably couldn't do anything about it.
This is a chess game that only belongs to two people. Linghu Bai and "Wei Wuming" are facing each other tit for tat, while Liang Yan is just a chess piece on the chessboard. Although he is occasionally taken out of the chessboard by one of the chess players, I can only get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of the chess game, and I have no idea about the games in other places.
"At least, you defeated him in Wuzhuang Mountain and Wusheng Island respectively, so it's not hopeless. I wonder if you have any means to turn defeat into victory?"
Liang Yan thought silently in his heart, his eyes full of worry. The sense of oppression felt by the Tiangong City Lord is still fresh in my memory.
This person can actually change his three disasters and nine disasters. Such incredible things are simply beyond Liang Yan's cognition! If Linghu Bai can still be regarded as a "person", then the Lord of Tiangong City is almost the embodiment of "the way of heaven".
Liang Yan's mind was spinning, and he thought about a lot in an instant. Seeing that he was silent, Mo Wuhen knew that he had something on his mind, so he didn't immediately disturb him.
After a long time, Mo Wuhen spoke softly: "The war between the north and the south has evolved to this day, and Beiming has taken an absolute advantage. The monks they sent are not afraid of the blood evil, and they are all extremely powerful. Except for me before The sects in the other places mentioned in the Pure Land in all directions were swept away by them, like the old man The Shenyue Sect where Dao is located is just hanging on. If no Taoist friends come to rescue today, I am afraid that the sect will be destroyed."
Liang Yan came back to his senses, thought about it, and asked: "I still have one. Doubtful, since the Lord of Linghu City has disappeared and the four saints of Nanxuan have suppressed a blood pattern each, then the saint of Beiming is Why not take the opportunity to defeat them one by one?"
After hearing this, Mo Wuhen said with a bitter smile: "Young Taoist Liang really thinks highly of me! I was just a casual cultivator, but I was lucky enough to establish a sect. But it doesn’t have much foundation. It’s just a little well-informed. How can I understand it? What about the layout of the saints? Anyway, Beiming has not sent out any saints, not even one. So far, the monks in Beiming who are killing wantonly are the highest level of sub-sages."
"Have they not sent out any saints?"
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully.
There is something strange here. Maybe Beiming is also restricted by the way of heaven and does not do whatever he wants?
That’s right! Refining the entire Antarctic Continent and turning hundreds of millions of living beings into ashes. This is such a huge cause and effect that even the saints would not dare to bear it easily!
In the entire Beiming, perhaps only the Lord of Tiangong City can bear this huge cause and effect, but he is a chess player and will not enter the game unless absolutely necessary. At least we have to force Linghu Bai into the game, and he can decide the outcome in one more battle
“The saints of Beiming cannot take action for the time being, which may be our only good news.”
Liang Yannan murmured He muttered to himself, then seemed to remember something, and asked: "If I remember correctly, you said you planned to join Nanxuan before, but the Nanxuan coalition has been disbanded, so where do you start?"
Mo Wuhen smiled and said: "I'm about to tell you that because the Four Saints of Nanxuan are incapable of suppressing the blood pattern, we can only rely on ourselves to resist the Beiming army. And in order to prevent being defeated one by one, Wanggui City will return indefinitely. Not long ago, the "Gathering of Immortals" order was issued, inviting monks from all walks of life to gather in Luotian Mountain to discuss strategies against the enemy!"
"Oh?"
Liang Yan was slightly surprised, and then a smile appeared on his lips: "I didn't expect it to be that boy Gui Wuqi. But why did you choose Luotian Mountain?"
“Because Luo Tianshan’s formations are the most restrictive, and Luo Tian Sect’s Buddhist golden light is very powerful against bloody The evil spirit has a certain degree of restraint, so that's why the base camp was set there."
Mo Wuhen expressed his guess, paused, and then continued: "This time, Gui Wuqi Guangin invited Comrades, whether they are the old Nanxuan tribe or the hermits living in the mountains, as long as they are willing to fight against Beiming, they can Go. I also received an Immortal Gathering Order not long ago. Before that, the Shenyue Sect had been hiding from the world and wanted to protect itself wisely. But now I know that this is a big mistake. Even if the North does not participate in the battle between the South and the North, Ming will not let us go. Only by taking the initiative to fight can we have any hope of survival.”
Liang Yan smiled and said: "It's not too late for the sect master to understand now. The battle between the North and the South has not yet been finalized, and everything is possible."
"I hope so!"
Mo Wu Hen sighed, then clapped his hands and said to the door: "Come here, serve tea to fellow Taoist Liang!"
But he said that Mo Wuhen was the founding ancestor of Shenyue Sect, and the entire sect except him Apart from that, there is no more calamity ancestor.
Below him, the twelve direct disciples with the highest cultivation level are all in the Tongxuan realm. They are not qualified to sit with him inside and can only wait outside the door.
Following Mo Wuhen's instructions, one of the twelve disciples standing outside the door immediately came out, served tea with both hands, and pushed the door open.
Liang Yan was chatting with Mo Wuhen in a low voice when he suddenly looked up and saw a woman pushing open the door and entering.
This woman has long hair shawl, tall figure, wearing a long silver dress with flowing tassels, and there is a faint moonlight flowing.
Her eyebrows are very soft, like the crescent moon in the sky, gently curved, coupled with her Qiong nose and thin lips, her eyes are lowered, showing her graceful beauty.
“What a stunning woman!”
Even though Liang Yan was well-informed, when he saw this girl, he couldn't help but praise her secretly.
She is slightly similar to Wu Xin, but they are two completely different beauties: Wu Xin is passionate and unrestrained, like a red rose; but this girl is reserved and euphemistic, like an autumn chrysanthemum.
Seeing Liang Yan's eyes sweep over, the woman lowered her head slightly, bit her thin lips, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
“Haha.”
Mo Wuhen said with a smile at this time: “This is my direct disciple, named Shen Qiuyue, who possesses the ‘Holy Body of the Divine Moon’ and is extremely talented. In just a few hundred years, he has reached the pinnacle of Tongxuan, and he is the leader of the next generation of our Shenyue Sect!”
After the introduction, Mo Wuhen looked at Shen Qiuyue again and said with a smile: "Qiuyue, why don't you serve tea to Senior Liang quickly?"
"Yes"
Shen Qiuyue moved lightly on her lotus steps , came to Liang Yan, bowed slightly, and offered a cup of spiritual tea.
"Senior, please use it."
"Thank you."
Liang Yan took it subconsciously and felt the fragrance assail his nostrils. Although it was not strong, it was as intoxicating as the orchid in the empty valley.
For a while, I couldn’t tell whether it was the scent of tea or the body scent of this woman
“Thank you, senior, for saving the Shenyue Sect and also for saving this junior.”
Shen Qiuyue lowered her head, her voice soft and waxy, like the spring breeze of a willow.
“No need to say thank you, I’m just passing by, it’s just a little effort.” Liang Yan said lightly.