Chapter 10 The Spirit of Mangshan
All these magic tools in front of Lu Cheng need to be re-understood and nurtured.
No matter how good or powerful the spell is, it is useless if it does not use its beauty.
Just like a powerful thunder talisman, after five seconds of use, a powerful thunder and lightning will fall in the direction of the spell. However, if the user does not know how to use it, he will think that it is activated immediately. Five seconds later, the thunder and lightning will fall in the air. The effect is still good, but if the user runs over by himself, he will die under his own thunder talisman and become a joke that will be circulated in the immortal world for thousands of years.
The magic weapon is due to the change of the monk's soul and needs to be re-warmed, otherwise the control and control may be sluggish.
Under the moonlight, in the Mang Mountain, Lu Cheng was hiding in the formation that shielded his Yang Qi, searching from his memory for relevant knowledge and usage techniques of the spell in his hand.
These are aspects of my predecessor that far surpassed my own. After all, I was an authentic disciple of Xuanmen for twenty years.
On the other side, Li Meng, after a long period of patience and waiting, watched helplessly many ghosts and souls left after being fed with Yang Qi. Finally, he could no longer restrain himself and rushed forward to swing open those ghosts. The ignorant remnant soul greedily sucked in the rising Yang Qi, extremely satisfied.
But he did not expect that the others present were all small fish and shrimps, and the Taoist hiding in the dark had been waiting for him, the big fish.
However, Lu Cheng did not take action immediately. Instead, he put away the talisman in front of him, closed his eyes and waited, waited, and waited.
Until the yang energy in the twelve black clay pots was gradually exhausted.
"It's a pity that we can't wait until the Yang Qi rises. Anyway, letting them eat this little Yang Qi should reduce some of their resentment, right?"
In While murmuring like this, Lu Cheng, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes and held the magic formula with both hands. Along with his magic skills, the bamboo chopsticks flew up and then scattered in all directions.
At the same time, the yellow cloth brocade under the twelve black pottery pots stretched upwards like a big net. Among those pottery pots, a strong suction force was created against the ghosts, pulling them away. Those remaining ghosts who were still greedy for precious yang energy were all gathered in the jar.
However, Li Meng, who had already condensed his Yin body on his own, quickly reacted to this change. He broke away from his instinctive greed for Yang energy, roared angrily and flew out of the yellow brocade package.
"Sure enough, it won't be so easy."
The young Taoist said to himself with a smile, and there was joy in it. The stronger Li Meng was, the more it showed that he had excellent innate qualifications and deep resentment.
"I order, heavenly soldiers and generals, to capture this beast for me."
Lu Cheng stood up and threw three golden beans with his hands.
After three rays of light, one gold, two silver, rotated in the air, three heavenly soldiers and generals suddenly appeared and surrounded Li Meng, the ghost.
"You two clear the place for me, and let me capture this beast and present it to the immortal master."
Tu Nuhu saw the chaos around him and his ghosts scurrying around, so he ordered Zou Xiong and Zou Yong. Brother, he himself wielded a pair of golden melon and purple gold hammers and attacked Li Meng with great strength.
The two brothers Zou Xiong and Zou Yong were originally strong men in the ghost world, and now they have been blessed by the magical power of the heavenly soldiers and gods. They are both wearing mighty silver armor, holding spears and halberds, and shouting to drive away the surroundings. The ghost made them retreat quickly and smoothly.
“Ah!”
However, this is not the case with Tu Nuhu. Li Meng is still wearing the same rags, wildly waving his palms to fight with Tu Nuhu, a pair of fleshy palms He collided hard with Tu Nuhu's pair of golden melons and purple gold hammers. Although he retreated, his momentum was actually not inferior.
It can be seen how deep the resentment in his heart is.
It’s just that Yeluzi is just Yeluzi after all. Facing only Tu Nuhu, a divine general, Li Meng has found it difficult to win, and even gradually fell into a disadvantage.
His palms, fists and feet had no effect on the golden armor covered by the Furious Tiger. On the contrary, once the Furious Tiger's double hammers fell on him, they could beat his entire ghost body. Must be greatly deformed, disintegrated and reunited.
The two brothers Zou Xiong and Zou Yong, who cleared the battlefield very smoothly, also quickly joined the battlefield.
At this moment, the world is dark, and four spirits are fighting with each other. Except that their bodies are too light and fly into the sky from time to time, their other performances are almost like living people.
Li Meng is extremely brave. Even if he is one against three and is constantly being hurt, he still roars crazily and keeps fighting back. It seems that he will not give in even if his soul is shattered.
Three figures, one gold and two silver, surrounded him and attacked, but they were still moved around by him and were difficult to suppress.
Unfortunately, Li Meng's real opponents are not these heavenly soldiers and generals.
The young Taoist had been hiding in the formation with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly. When the battlefield with four figures, one gold, two silver and one black, moved to a nearby position, Lu Chenggang suddenly opened his eyes. With both eyes and a Yang Talisman in hand, he suddenly jumped out of the formation.
This was a calculated and unintentional sneak attack, and his movement skills were extremely fast, and his timing was extremely accurate. When Li Meng had just wrestled with the Tunu Tiger, and his old strength had been exhausted but his new strength had not yet risen, he suddenly appeared in front of him. Behind him, a Yang Talisman pressed on Li Meng's back.
Under the conflict between yin and yang, Li Meng's body emitted billowing white smoke. As if throwing ice into fire, he turned around hastily.
But what came oncoming was another continuous spell hitting directly between the eyebrows.
"Photograph!"
The left hand is a talisman, and the right hand is holding a black clay pot.
After pressing the Yang Talisman with his left hand between Li Meng's eyebrows, he pressed out the clay pot with his right hand, and then held the spell with his left hand to circulate the magic power. Lu Cheng pressed it down, pressing Li Meng's entire tall and thin body into the pot. Put it in the small black clay pot, and then quickly seal it with a talisman.
Thousands of armies are easy to come by, but one general is hard to find. With Li Meng's talents and qualifications, refining him into the Heavenly Weapons and Divine Generals Technique can greatly enhance the power of this magic.
Buzzing.
After being sealed off by Yang Fu, the black clay pot in Lu Cheng's hand was still shaking.
But the absolute power gap between the two sides is too big, and it is impossible for him to break through alone.
“Okay, let’s go back today.”
Lu Cheng said this after taking care of all the spirit-sealing pottery jars and putting them into the Qiankun bag.
After slaughtering the angry tiger, the two brothers Zou Xiong and Zou Yong turned into one gold, two silver and three auras after saluting Lu Cheng. They turned into golden beans again and fell back into Lu Cheng's hands. They were just the auras on the golden beans. It's also much dimmer.
The sky became increasingly gloomy, and it even started to rain lightly halfway.
Lu Cheng went down the mountain alone, but he was a brave man and was in a good mood because he had sealed Li Meng. He cast a small spell to protect himself and did not delay his trip down the mountain.
Rush, the rain knocked down the branches and leaves in the forest, and thick mist gradually rose around. In the gloomy forest, beasts roared from time to time, and ghostly lights and shadows occasionally flickered between the treetops.
There is a damp smell in the air, which is cold and decaying, making people feel depressed.
Gradually, Lu Cheng’s originally good mood began to turn bad.
Boom.
A huge thunder light flashed in the sky, illuminating the entire jungle below, but it could not penetrate the increasingly heavy fog around it.
Suddenly, Lu Cheng, who was walking quickly down the mountain, stopped abruptly.
"No, I seem to have fallen into the formation."
Lu Cheng was very alert and responded quickly, but he reacted the next moment and his response was wrong.
Click, click, click.
Boom.
Amidst the continuous thunder, another white thunder struck down, illuminating the forest, revealing a rotten corpse walking slowly out from behind the trees. Half of its face was rotten, and it looked towards Lu The city, what's even more terrible is that there is a dense mass of zombies behind it.
Lu Cheng stopped and triggered the second change. If he had been alert in his heart but not stopped, the second change might not have come so quickly.
This was a small mistake, and Lu Cheng kept it in mind.
"Who attacked me? Have I offended local monks recently? Or the trouble caused by my predecessor fell on me." Lu Cheng thought in his heart and pulled out the ancient sword Chisong with his right hand. Throwing the scabbard with his left hand, bang bang, two silver-armored heavenly soldiers, Zou Xiong and Zou Yong, appeared on the left and right, guarding the Taoist.
The ghosts can drive the inferi, which can give the ghosts a physical body and gain substantial lethality, but they are also restrained by thunder and fire attribute spells. In addition, they are also restrained by the spells of heavenly soldiers and gods. , because the latter is a magic method mixed with magic.
The divine method is unique in killing souls.
Only the mana of Lu Cheng itself cannot be directly replenished to the heavenly soldiers and generals. Mana must be injected into the golden beans through specific Shinto rituals. Therefore, Zou Xiong and Zou Yong’s physical bodies are now stronger than before. In the middle of the night, it becomes more unreal.
The heavy rain at this time will also increase their mana consumption.
"Play slowly and don't be hasty. If you rush, you will make mistakes. If it doesn't work, I will use a spell to force it out. Judging from the weather, this should not be a second-level or higher formation."
Innate, practice Qi, Establishing the foundation, condensing evil spirits, refining Gang, golden elixir, Yuanying, and Yuanshen.
Chi Shenzi inherited the ancient Qi Practitioner's lineage and the Sword Immortal's lineage, so the names of each realm are similar to those of the ancient monks.
Ding Ding, filling medicine, forging, condensing evil, refining Gang, the real alchemist.
Nowadays, there are some special traditions in the world of immortal cultivation, such as the above-mentioned Danding Sect, but in fact, the divisions of each realm are also very different, and they are too influenced by ancient Taoist sects.
Lu Cheng is in the realm of Qi training, so the corresponding ones are second-level magic weapons and second-level formations. If what is trapping him at this time is a third-level formation, there is no need to waste so many things and directly Just refine him to death.
Therefore, Lu Cheng judged that what was currently trapping him was at most a second-level or even a first-level formation.
The ghost has acquired the body of a walking corpse, its resistance has been greatly increased, and its thirst for blood has increased. At this moment, it is surrounding it from all directions, with teeth and claws showing, ferocious and ferocious.
Two heavenly soldiers, Zou Xiong and Zou Yong, attacked them without fear. One held a spear and the other held a halberd, stabbing and beheading them.
As for Lu Cheng, under the protection of two heavenly soldiers, he waved the ancient sword in his hand at will, easily cutting down the few walking corpses that were coming around.
Suddenly, the young Taoist felt a faint vibration under his feet. If most of his mind was not spent on sensing the surroundings, this slight vibration would be difficult to detect.
“Slaughter the angry tiger.”
"I understand."
At the next moment, the ground in front of Lu Cheng suddenly exploded.
Amidst the billowing yellow dust, a big white snake emerged from the soil. At the same time, an extremely strong wind struck from the lower left corner of Lu Cheng's blind spot.
But it was the tail of this amazing snake that struck sharply.
“Ah!”
With a roar of nothingness, the Tunu Tiger held a thick golden shield in both hands, appeared on Lu Cheng, and stood firm to face the snake's tail that was swinging.
At the same time, the Chisong Ancient Sword that Lu Cheng had imbued with mana also blocked it diagonally and horizontally in that direction.
This sword was a gift given by the master when the predecessor Lu Cheng became a disciple. It is a first-class magic sword, but its texture is extremely good and contains spirituality.
Chi Shenzi once said that if he concentrates on cultivating this sword for ten years, and then finds a skilled craftsman to reforge it in the future, he will have a sword that is as powerful as a human sword. Unfortunately, the predecessor Lu Cheng was not good at swordsmanship.
To be fair, for a snake, the white-scaled giant snake in front of me is already very smart. It uses fog, formations, walking corpses, and in the end it uses itself as bait to attract the target's attention.
It's a pity that Lu Cheng has fought hundreds of thousands of sword fights and been ambushed by enemies at least tens of thousands of times.
Bang.
锵.
The snake tail carrying huge power was like hitting a copper bell, and the phantom of the angry tiger holding a golden shield collapsed in an instant.
However, the force of the blow was also blocked. The ancient sword Chisong in Lu Cheng's hand blocked the snake's tail diagonally.
Then, there was an extremely exquisite move to release force, use force, penetrate diagonally, and charge with the sword.
“Kill!”
With a low roar, Lu Cheng’s entire body exploded with mana.
Under the operation of the majestic magic power, the blood vessels on the young Taoist's forehead burst out, and his face was as red as blood. At the same time, his body instantly exploded towards the big snake in front of him at a speed far exceeding that of a galloping horse.
When the distance between the two sides reached a certain level, the Chisong Flying Sword was wrapped in dark red light and came out, carrying all the magic power of Lucheng, and slashed straight at the White Snake like a thunderbolt.
The bright sword light blooms magnificently like a blood moon.
The distance between the two sides is the result of Lu Cheng's repeated calculations. The maximum distance for the power of his own sword is a hundred feet, but the absolute killing power cannot be that far.
Boom.
The huge white snake escaped from the earth. Its body was already half sunk in the earth. When faced with the instant counterattack of the human in front of it.
Faced with the power of the heart and energy sword, its first reaction was not to block it, but to use Earth Escape and quickly escape underground to hide.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
The Chisong Flying Sword carried huge mana, and like a sword dragon, it stirred up waves of soil and rolled past, plowing deep into the ground. As the sword's mana weakened, it finally flew back to Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng glanced around and found that there was no blood on the blue blade of the sword. In front of him was a large piece of upturned land and a big hole.
The faint feeling of observation has not receded, but there seems to be some fear in it.
"You are really cautious. After seeing the power of my sword, you didn't even want to try. You immediately retreated, not willing to suffer any injuries."
Many wild beasts are like this. Unless they are hungry, they would rather let go than get hurt in the process of hunting.
As time passed, Lu Cheng noticed that as the morning light rose, the fog in the forests of Mangshan Mountain gradually dissipated a lot, and the walking corpses did not appear anymore.
Discovering this, Zou Xiong and Zou Yong let out a breath, and their bodies had become extremely thin and illusory.
That big snake has been cultivating for at least hundreds of years. Although it has not yet refined its crossbones to gain wisdom, its spirituality is already extraordinary. It attacked with a sneak attack, and after seeing the power of Lu Cheng's sword, it actually chose to stop fighting. , chose to let Lu Cheng leave.
The young Taoist held the ancient sword and stepped away step by step. It was not until he was very far away from Mang Mountain that the feeling of being watched with great malice gradually dissipated.
"No wonder there are many monks who raise Yin Bo Gu in the southern border area, but I haven't seen such monks on Mang Mountain during this period. It turns out that there is really a white python that has become a spirit on Mang Mountain. Its earth escape is really powerful. In It swims in the earth as if it were in water. Although the monsters possess few spells, their mastery is unmatched by human monks. "
"It seems that I can no longer go to Mangshan to collect ghosts in the short term. If it is a fight to the death, my chances of winning are not high now."
Lu Chengshou. Although there is Jiuli Ding, he only owns this treasure but has not refined it. The relationship between the two parties is more of an equal.
I calculated the death duel between the two sides in my mind. My final winning rate was estimated to be 40-60, but this is the real world. I added 30% to the opponent's chance of winning, and the result became 19-10. If the two sides fight to the death, 90% of them will die.
The white python was slashed out by Lu Cheng with a sword that had twelve levels of skill before. It frightened him. In fact, with Lu Cheng’s current cultivation level, he could only swing out such a powerful sword before. One or two swords, and then the remaining mana has to be saved for escaping.
"That's all, we have collected a lot of ghosts this time. In a few days, if we go to Mang Mountain to collect some scattered ghosts, it will be enough to completely complete the Heavenly Weapon God General Technique."
Thinking like this, Lu Cheng Turn around and return to the Temple of the Red Heart. Because of today's battle, the mana in his body showed signs of instability again, and he had to return quickly to suppress it again.
(End of this chapter)