Chapter 426 The life of plowing is like plowing a field
Kongyuan Divine Mountain, deep in the cave.
More than a hundred dark and sacred divine globe stones stand here, and the turbid mist gushing in the black well is like a giant python.
If You Su could recognize him at a glance, this was the evil pond he fell to the bottom of the sea.
And at that time it was just a bubbling black turbid liquid. At this time, it began to flow. There was a shining magic array next to it, constantly indexing the turbid liquid that gushed out from the depths of the seabed, and mixing into the soil that had been prepared here long ago.
Venerable Qianlong lowered his eyes and stared at the surging black vortex at the wellhead. The hem of the shark silk skirt brushed across the ground with white bones - the spine left after the evil spirit was crushed, and every crack was soaked in the dark blue fluorescence.
As soon as her fingertips were faintly hooked, the already dark part of the soil condensed into beads and wrapped around her white wrists. The viscous soil smelled like humus, but she couldn't stop smelling it, as if she was intoxicated.
"Miaoji..." She crushed the earth beads into the palm of her palm, and the warmth of humus penetrated into the texture. "This earth vein really came alive..."
"Lord," Master Chengliang hunched his back, and his thin fingers drew a dark red trace on the array plate. "Seven sea wells, including Shuocheng, have been penetrated, and the black water has successfully surged. After testing, it is no different from the evil well in the sacred mountain. But."
His turbid eyes turned to the frost condensed along the well, "The incident of the sea well feng shui can't be kept for too long. Although the evil spirit was suppressed by the divine glaze, the evil spirits are inevitably leaked, which may alarm some people who are unaware of it."
Venerable Qianlong sneered, and the frost-colored armor knocked on the ice wall. Venerable Chengliang said it tactfully, but she could understand that the so-called ignorant people are those who are pedantic and only seek to protect themselves. "Those old antiques wish that Bei Aozhou will be barren forever. Have you ever cared about how many hunger people are buried under the frozen soil?"
She suddenly turned her head and looked at Fairy Wangshu, who was beside Moli. Her eyes softened like a knife, and she asked with concern: "Fairy, you, the blood Bodhi I sent to you can take. The technique of blood induced abilities is definitely not trivial. Don't think that it's just that some blood has shed."
The Venerable Chengliang, who was on the side, raised his eyes and glanced at him, looking stunned. It was only today that the old man realized that the famous but bizarre missing Fairy Wangshu was hiding beside his Lord, and the bowl of blood used to trigger the vortex of the sea was actually from Fairy Wangshu.
Using evil spirits as bait can cause the evil spirits to boil on the seabed, thereby driving the rotten water and black soil deposited on the seabed to be rolled onto the land along the vortex. This is the working principle of soil extraction in black wells. Fairy Wangshu actually caused a lot of evil with her blood, which shows that her affinity for Xuan Qi was beyond the imagination of this knowledgeable old man.
The gauze oozed dark red from Wangshu's wrist, but the blue eyes like ice crystals were not fluctuating: "I don't take medicine given by strangers. I just want to know the whereabouts of my junior brother. Now what you want to do has been successful, you should say it."
The Venerable Qianlong smiled and shook his head when he heard this. She had always disdained the love of these men and women, because there was only one continent of justice in her heart, so she felt sorry for Fairy Wangshu's persistence towards a man.
In her opinion, Wangshu's talent and character are all the best choices. If he could stay in Bei Aozhou to do things for her, it would be a great help. It’s just a pity that those who achieve great things must not only have the ability but also have ambition. "Natural." Venerable Qianlong turned his head slightly and said softly, "For this major plan, thank you for your hard work. You can go back and rest for a while. Just have the deity here to stare at me."
The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that the other party was asking him to leave, so he responded to a few beautiful words and turned around and left.
After he left, Venerable Qianlong shook his sleeves and the ice in the air suddenly condensed into a mirror.
In the picture, You Su Zheng faced the Boiling Evil Well, while Venerable Qianlong stood behind him with his hands condensed into a cold light.
The moment Mo Songjian split the ice brick, the girl in her arms raised her head and pressed against the corner of her bloody lips. A man and a woman jumped and fell into the secluded cave under the sea.
Wangshu's breathing stagnated and his nails were deeply pinched into the palm of his palm.
"Twenty-three days ago, when I saw him, a woman was following him, and they were infiltrated here." Venerable Qianlong pointed his fingertips on the pink skirt. "Chi Yu told me that he was not the rumored evil person, so I tried to keep him, but he didn't listen to my dissuasion. He said that this woman had a life-saving grace and he had to repay her kindness, and then the two fell down together."
Long Chiyu had been standing behind his master. He was surprised when he heard this unknown story from his master. In her impression, You Su was indeed a person who did everything he wanted to repay his kindness.
The ice crystal spread under Wangshu's feet, and she paused word by word: "Who is she?"
"Bai Ze." Venerable Qianlong sighed.
"Who is Bai Ze?"
Venerable Qianlong was stunned for a moment, not revealing his contempt for Fairy Zhuoying's ignorance. "It's just a sin to steal the name of a divine beast."
Venerable Qianlong stroked the ice crack along the well, and his tone suddenly became cold, "She was my best friend, and we were inseparable. But one day I discovered that she might have hidden secrets that I didn't know. Thirty years ago we had a battle. She was seriously injured and dying, but she stole my life card and used Bai Ze's auspicious body to raise the origin of evil spirits. I searched for her all day but was fruitless. I thought she had returned to the mother nest under the sea, but I never thought of hiding in the darkness of Bei Aozhou. You Su's child..."
She suddenly spoke softly, as if she was compassionate, "I'm afraid I don't know that the woman she protected is actually the culprit of the constant rebellion in Bei Aozhou."
The formation flag in Long Chiyu's hand suddenly trembled. As the disciple of the Lord of the Dragon Palace, she naturally knew that Master had such an inseparable mysterious friend. And over the past thirty years, that friend seems to have disappeared, and the master has become sometimes a touch of loneliness that he cannot see at all, as if he is recalling someone.
She looked at the boy in the glass who was bruised and bruised in Bai Ze's body, and suddenly felt bitter in her throat. When she first met on the fairy island that day, he had blocked everyone in despair. Even if he is so devoted to a person who has nothing to do, he will definitely die for his benefactor...
"What do she want to do?" Wangshu asked again with a cold voice. "I am not an evil demon, how can I know what she is thinking?" Venerable Qianlong shook his head. "How do you want me to believe you?" Wangshu Jianshu's sword spike was automatically unwind, and the frost blade was half unsheathed.
The Venerable Qianlong looked down with his head held high, and his unparalleled eyes looked straight at Wangshu's clear blue eyes. "The fairy Wangshu's heart is like a mirror. What I said just now is true or false, you know better than me."
The Venerable Qianlong said confidently, and she really has the confidence to not be seen through by the girl, just because every word is intent. After going through thousands of sails, she had long understood whether it was true or false, and often it did not correspond to black and white.
From her perspective, the evil man was the soul of the Dragon Palace Master. She deliberately hid some information and made more ambiguous guesses. Even Long Chiyu, who was familiar with her, could not tell.
Wangshu clenched the hilt of the sword suddenly, and the ice pattern exploded from under her feet, and the entire cave trembled. "I'll go find him." As soon as he finished speaking, the fairy in the white skirt moved lightly, and the direction was the sea well with dark liquid gurgling out. "Stop!" Venerable Qianlong shouted loudly, and the golden steps in his hair were shaking out of the chi-patterned golden stairs, "Do you know where is below? It is a deep abyss, an endless evil tide. If you go down, you will die without life, so how can you find him?! The head of Henglian often says that you are determined to be alone and difficult to educate. I have not said it for a long time because I am worried that you will do this stupid thing after hearing it! You really didn't disappoint me!"
The cave fell into silence, and only the black well was filled with muffled sounds of earth and rocks.
Long Chiyu also didn't want to see the pure white fairy fall into the dark evil cave. She quickly walked to Wangshu, looked straight into the other person's eyes, and shook her head. "Young Master You won't want to jump down when you see you. As long as he is not dead, everything will be saved."
"I know you are eager to find him, but the most hurtful thing in this world is that you can't find him. He is coming to find you again." Venerable Qianlong sighed and cut off his words, turned to look at his masterpiece, with excitement flashing in his eyes, "Bai Ze steals my life card, I can know that she is not dead. This plan to change the land cannot be hidden from her, she will definitely come to the sacred mountain to find me for the blood revenge. You just need to wait here and have a chance to steal your junior brother."
Long Chiyu stared at the back of his master silently. The seven light spots representing Haijing on the array plate were flickering wildly. For some reason, she always felt that these seven light spots were very similar to those reindeer she had seen in the snow field back then, who were struggling and whispering.
Wangshu lowered his eyes and looked at the snow sword with a breathtaking fairy spirit in his palm, and put the half-inch of cold light into the sheath.
In fact, she has not used her innate and impure heart to measure the truth and falsehood of people's words for a long time. Because my junior brother taught her that a real person must learn to make judgments on his own.
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The north wind swept across the wasteland with fine snow, and You Su's cloak roared in the wind. Bai Ze curled up in his arms, rubbing the frost flowers condensed by the ice crystals on his clothes, and swept across Aying's cheeks as his ponytails fell. The undulating mountain shadows in the distance were cut into pieces by the thick fog, like an undried ink painting. "Brother, there is light in front of you..." Bai Ze suddenly stood up and pointed his fingertips from the depths of the mist.
You Su Ning looked at the dark blue phosphorus fire, which was faintly mixed with the sound of metal and iron attacks. He gently tapped the frozen soil on his toes, and the Mo Song sword was silently unsheathed for half an inch, and the sword edge dragged out winding marks on the snow.
This is the first time they have been traveling for so long that they have seen a living monk resisting evil spirits!
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The moment the thick fog was torn open by the sword energy, dozens of twisted black shadows came to my face. They were evil spirits that looked like shrimps, and their sickle-shaped forelimbs were filled with poisonous green. Behind them, three monks were standing against the ice rock formation, and the female cultivator was stained with blood in the robes of her fingertips, and the firelight ignited from the talisman at her fingertips was almost extinguished.
"Protect them!"
You Su pressed Bai Ze's shoulder solemnly, then lifted up the scarf around her neck to cover most of her face.
The black cloak spiraled like a lotus, the Mo Song sword drew half a crescent moon, and the sword energy wrapped in broken snow to cut off the evil spirit that was coming in half. The smelly mucus splashed on the ice, causing pungent white smoke to rise.
The female cultivator looked at the sudden helping hand, and she didn't come to her senses until the hilt of You Su's sword was pressed against her. She threw out three red flame talismans with her backhand, and the bursting fire temporarily forced the evil spirit to retreat. "Thank you, fellow Taoist..." She gasped and wiped away the blood stains on her lips, and suddenly her pupils shrank suddenly, "Be careful!"
You Su had already noticed the evil spirit behind her waiting for an opportunity. He raised his sword and fell with his sword's edge swept across, and the black air was like a dragon going out to sea.
Before the female cultivator could react and the sword against her back had been removed, Mo Song's sword knocked on her back again.
"What do I ask, you answer." You Su's voice was cold and he withdrew his sword. He was telling the female cultivator that he could easily take their lives.
The female cultivator looked at him deeply, "It is not suitable to speak here, fellow Taoist, please follow me."
After she said, she helped her injured fellow disciple back to the mountain road. You Su made a gesture to Bai Ze to signal her to follow together, and Ajiu followed closely behind with her sister on her back.
When they finally retreated to the temporary camp on the hillside, the setting sun was splashing the last trace of blood on the ice. The female cultivator took off the sable fur for protecting the cold, revealing her beautiful but tired face: "In Xialeyingdong, a monk from Hongcheng, I dare to ask fellow Taoists..."
"If you meet by chance, you don't have to leave your name." You Su interrupted her inquiry, and did not intend to pull down your scarf and treat each other honestly like the other party.
He glanced at the wounded people in the camp, and the broken swords and talismans were scattered all over the ground, and the solidified blood shone with strange purple in the twilight.
Le Yingdong smiled bitterly, "What do you want to ask if you save us?"
"How far is Hongcheng from here?"
"Not ten miles."
You Su was frightened when he heard this. Ten miles away was basically close to the evil tide: "Those are you guys?"
Le Yingdong paused for a moment, looked back at his comrades who followed him out to resist the evil spirits, and said sadly: "We are still alive."
You Su was moved by sadness, silent for a moment, and then asked, "Why don't you call reinforcements?"
"Reinforcements?" Le Yingdong took something out of his arms and stroked the broken jade plaque with his fingertips.
You Su's pupils shrank slightly, and he was very familiar with the formation pattern engraved on the jade plaque - the messenger talisman, which was exactly the same as the one that Master's wife placed in her room in Izumo Castle.
"Since the day the evil tide broke out, we have been asking for help from the sacred mountain, and even the talismans were broken." Le Yingdong's voice was soaked with chills, "But until yesterday, even the city lord died in the East City Gate..." She suddenly coughed violently, and dark red bloodshots oozed out between her fingers.
You Su was secretly shocked. Hongcheng was not a small city. It was not too far from Kongyuan Divine Mountain. The city lord who could be Hongcheng was at least a great monk above the Huayu Realm. He would even die in battle?
You Su rubbed the sword hilt and suddenly asked, "As far as I know, Hongcheng is the central boundary in the west of Bei Aozhou. After passing Hongcheng, it is considered to be close to the center of Bei Aozhou. These cities near the sacred mountains should have a large number of cultivators stationed, and they all remained motionless?"
Amid the howling wind outside the camp, the light sound of metal collision came. You Su lifted the curtain like lightning and was about to run into a young monk's panic retreating - what he was holding was the broken heart protection mirror of the city lord. "They are afraid..." The young monk suddenly hissed and growled, his blood-covered eyes almost protruded from his sockets. "They didn't plan to save us! We border towns are just pawns that can be abandoned at any time!"
Le Yingdong's long sword pressed against his throat, "Chengye! What are you talking nonsense! Don't disturb people's hearts! If you stick to it, everyone can be saved!"
But the cold shout of his superiors could not stop the young monk's crazy laughter:
"Sister Le! Don't deceive yourself! No one will come to save us! We sent so many people and went to so many big cities, but they were without exception. They only said that the situation was known to reinforce as soon as possible. What is this not a fool?!"
After the madness, he sat down on the ground holding the broken heart protection mirror, muttering to himself:
"It must be that Bei Aozhou can't support so many people... They dare not do it themselves, so they let the evil spirit plow us flat for them..."
Li Ping...
These two words made You Su feel chilling on his back, and will his life be like weeds in the farmland?
(This chapter ends)