Chapter 351 The masters gather together!
In the tomb of Daozu, something also happened.
The golden light at Jiang Shou's center mouth spread quickly, wrapping his entire body in it, forming a dazzling halo.
The mysterious fonts that originally surrounded him and even floated in the sky like ghosts immediately made a harsh scream after coming into contact with this powerful golden light.
They struggled to escape, but were eventually devoured and eliminated one by one.
There was a faint smell of burning in the air.
Daozu, who was smiling proudly, suddenly froze when he saw this unexpected scene.
What's going on?
He tried to step forward and take a closer look, but before he could get closer after taking two steps, the golden light from around Jiang Shouzhong instantly shot out, piercing his spiritual body.
The broken spirit body was reunited, and the figure became much lighter.
Daozu's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
Fortunately, it is only a spirit body. If the real body was hit by a chisel, half of his life would be wasted even if he died.
"Is it the Haotian Divine Luck that is causing trouble?"
Daozu frowned and murmured, "It shouldn't be. The Haotian Divine Luck has been taken away, why is it still there? ? Could it be that it was not taken away? "
Daozu stared at Jiang Shouzhong who started to break free, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"Hmph, no matter what is protecting you, I will never give up today!"
Daozu spread out the palm of his left hand, drew a rune on it, and slapped his forehead hard.
The Dharma comes out!
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Feng Yichen's rapid elimination was something that the big guys like Zhenxuanshan never expected.
But before they could calm down, a strange scene suddenly appeared outside the tomb.
I saw circles of golden halos slowly emerging from the void, as if being gently moved by invisible hands, forming flowing halos around the tomb.
Not long after, a huge shadow suddenly appeared in the sky.
He is an old man with long white eyebrows.
“Taozu!”
Everyone was stunned by this rare spectacle, dumbfounded.
Is this the Taoist Dharma?
Qi Tianjun's heart was filled with turmoil. He didn't think much and quickly knelt on the ground: "Qi Tianjun, the seventh generation head of Zhenxuan Mountain, pays homage to the Taoist ancestor!"
Other elders and disciples were like Mengchu. After waking up, they all knelt down and worshiped.
Everyone looked excited.
This is the first time such a strange phenomenon has occurred since Dao Ancestor ascended, and it was also Dao Ancestor who came in person.
If it spreads, it will definitely cause a huge disturbance.
Who will dare to shake the status of Zhenxuan Mountain in the future?
Even Dugu Luoxue, who was in a calm mood, was quite moved when seeing this scene.
After all, this is a real god.
The Taoist Dharma Prime Minister stood majestically, seemingly turning a blind eye to the existence of the people below.
He stared coldly at the tomb, or to be precise, someone inside the tomb, slowly raised his huge palm and patted it towards the golden halo circulating outside the tomb.
The talismans flowed in the palm of the hand, and the light shone.
With this movement, the entire space seemed to be shaken by an invisible force.
Even if the halo outside the tomb comes into contact with the giant hand, it still does not break up. The halo spreads in circles, like endless ripples rippling in the void.
"Master, what's going on?"
Yun Wuqing looked at this strange scene and was very puzzled. He approached Qi Tianjun and asked.
Qi Tianjun couldn't explain it and made a random guess: "Perhaps Dao Ancestor appeared and wanted to give Jiang Mo some opportunity. In any case, Dao Ancestor really values Jiang Mo very much."
Yun Wuqing With complicated emotions: "It really makes people jealous."
While the two were talking, disciple Zhong Yan, who was kneeling not far away, suddenly had a purple light in his eyes. He drew his sword and stood up, heading towards the tomb. Rush through the door.
"Zhong Yan, what are you doing!?"
Yun Wuqing's expression changed and he hurriedly chased after him.
And just when Yun Wuqing was about to grab the opponent's shoulder, Zhong Yan suddenly turned around and struck out with a sword. The sword light was as cold as a waterfall and wrapped in vast coercion, forcing Yun Wuqing back.
This sudden scene caught everyone present unexpectedly.
Yun Wuqing looked down at his clothes that were torn by the sword light, his brows twisted into the character "Chuan", he stared at Zhong Yan and asked: "Why is your swordsmanship suddenly so strong?"
"I have become very powerful. Are you happy to be a master?"
Zhong Yan's face was gloomy.
A slightly ferocious sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Obviously my talent is higher, my bones are better, and I practice swords the hardest, but you only care about For that Feng Yichen, give him everything you want!
What about me?
Am I, Zhong Yan, not worthy of your efforts to cultivate me?
The person you consider to be the best candidate for the future leader was slapped away by Daozu. What a joke! If I, Zhong Yan, go in, Daozu will definitely give me the Daomen River Map!
Now that Daozu has appeared, this is my opportunity, Zhong Yan, and it is also my chance. I don’t believe that Daozu would value that kid Jiang Mo with me here. I want you to know that the future of Zhenxuan Mountain is me! ! ”
Looking at the hysterical-looking crazy disciple, Yun Wuqing’s heart felt like a knife cutting into pieces.
Zhong Yan was the disciple he had trained since he was a child.
He has always wanted to hand over the position of future sword leader to the other party, and it can be said that he has put a lot of effort into it.
It’s just that Zhong Yan’s character is becoming more and more paranoid and surly.
When he was a child, he was cheerful, kind, well-behaved and sensible. But I don't know when the other person's personality started to change, becoming more and more unfamiliar, as if he was a different person.
"Zhong Yan, don't do stupid things."
Yun Wuqing advised, "Right now, Dao Ancestor and his old man are appearing. If you offend Dao Ancestor and attract punishment, the consequences will be disastrous."< br>
"Hmph, I don't believe that Taoist ancestors will punish me!"
Zhong Yan turned around and was about to enter the tomb.
Whoosh!
Qi Tianjun suddenly turned into an afterimage and slapped Zhong Yan on the head.
“The leader will show mercy!”
Yun Wuqing was shocked and shouted anxiously.
But before Qi Tianjun's palm fell, he was shaken away by a mysterious force that suddenly burst out from Zhong Yan.
Qi Tianjun took two steps back, gently shook his numb arm, and sneered: "I'm right as I expected, you are not Zhong Yan, that kid's talent is not enough for him to practice like this "Profound cultivation, who are you?"
When Yun Wuqing and others heard this, they were all stunned.
They looked at Zhong Yan carefully. Although he was full of hostility, it didn't look like someone else was pretending.
"The person in the book is a ghost among people, fake and real, real and fake. How can you be sure that he is not the real Zhong Yan?"
Suddenly, a joking voice floated over.
As the air twisted and fluctuated, a middle-aged man in white with a thin figure and an outstanding temperament, holding a worn-out erhu in his arms, appeared in front of everyone.
The man's eyes are blind, with a pair of bloody holes in his eyes.
“Is it you?”
Qu Hongling was surprised.
This man was the blind man she met when she, Jiang Shouzhong and Yelu Miaomiao were visiting Qiushi Mountain.
At that time, the other party said some incomprehensible words.
Qu Hongling thought he was from Zhenxuan Mountain, but now it seems that he is not.
“Who are you!?”
Yun Wuqing called out his sword and asked coldly. The Erhu man raised his head and "looked" at the Taoist ancestor's Dharma form, and a look of sadness appeared on his elegant and pale face: "I am just a person who writes a book, or maybe I am a wild ghost who is written."
< br>He pointed at Zhong Yan and smiled: "For example, is he a living person, or a ghost created by my writing? To be precise, is he a puppet?"
Erhu The man slowly raised his palm and spread his fingers.
And Zhong Yan's body moved uncontrollably, and red lines suddenly appeared on his body.
These red threads were tied into every skin and bone of his body, as if controlled by an invisible hand, completely turning him into an exquisite puppet with strings.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this.
Dugu Luoxue frowned lightly, and after thinking for a while, he said:
"When I was browsing in Tianshu Pavilion, I saw a secret technique called 'Puppet Opera'. It is said that this technique Fa Nai was created by Xuanyuan Shugui, a "novelist" among all the scholars.
He can extract the illusory people created in the book, make them into gu insects, and put them on other people. br>
In this way, the person who is bewitched will be controlled by him, and even become a character in the book, and his life will be written at will. Even if you are thousands of miles away, you can't escape the constraints.
It’s just that Xuanyuan Shugui, as one of the three masters of the Heavenly Realm in the previous dynasty, fell long ago due to the failure of his ascension, and this secret technique was also lost..."
Speaking of this, Dugu Luoxue stared at the Erhu man with disbelief in his eyes.
Qi Tianjun and others were also shocked.
There were three Heavenly Realm monks in the previous dynasty. br>
They are Taoist Master Kumu who created his own Lotus Ascension Vein, Master Qiu Tianshi, the founder of Yin Yang Sect, and Xuanyuan Shugui, who travels to all corners of the world and writes about ghosts and gods.
The person in front of me is obviously the famous novelist Xuanyuan Shugui.
Hundreds of schools of thought are all represented by Xuanyuan Shugui.
Xuanyuan Book Ghost looked up at the sky and sighed:
"After so many years, someone finally dared to ascend. No wonder those two old guys couldn't sit still and jumped out of the coffin board. Jump out and start jumping around
Only this time, can Zhao Wuxiu successfully ascend? Hey, I'm looking forward to it a lot.
However, if you want to use Shura to ascend, it is an inferior method after all. It cannot be put on the stage, so it is better to ask the Taoist ancestor in person..."
Xuanyuan Book Ghost's voice suddenly became louder and he said loudly: "Now that we are all here, why don't we go ask Daozu together? There is no need to hide in the dark and plot against our old friends. ”
As Xuanyuan Book Ghost’s voice fell, the sky suddenly thundered and lightning flashed.
Then, thick fog filled the air.
"Hehe, only you Xuanyuan Shugui is the best at plotting against old friends."
A sarcastic voice came from the forest.
I saw an old man wearing colorful Taoist robes, shaking his bell, and staggering over.
Taoist Master Kumu, one of the three great celestial beings in the former dynasty.
He was accompanied by a young man.
It was Su Junyang, the eldest young master of the Su family.
“Everyone, be careful!”
Seeing the fog covering the area, Qi Tianjun reacted quickly and immediately took out a small purple-gold flag from his sleeve and tossed it lightly, and the flag flew away from the string. Flying into the air like an arrow.
The small flag instantly decomposed into dozens of thumb-sized mini-flags, which spread out quickly like stars, eventually forming a huge protective shield.
Qi Tianjun spread out his figure like a roc spreading its wings, blocking the door of the tomb with great momentum.
Cold sweat broke out on the old leader's forehead.
Why did the two great masters from the previous dynasty suddenly come to Zhenxuan Mountain?
But fortunately, Dugu Luoxue, a master of the Ascension Realm, is here to help block it.
After all, although these two people were masters of the former Celestial Realm, they are currently only surviving with half their lives, and their strength is greatly reduced. At most, they are only in the Feathering Realm.
“I’ll leave this leader Qi to you to deal with.”
Taoist Master Kumu picked his nose in an inconspicuous manner, then dug at his toes that revealed holes, and said to Xuanyuan Shugui, "I will help you protect the law to avoid being attacked by that old guy Qiu Tianshi."
Xuanyuan Shugui said with a smile: "That's exactly what I meant."
Taoist Master Kumu rolled his eyes: "Okay, let's just waste it. When Tao Ancestor leaves, we will stare at him together. "
"That's fine. "
Xuanyuan Shugui has an attitude of "If you're not in a hurry, I won't be in a hurry either."
He sat on the rock and started playing the erhu.
Seeing Yun Wuqing rushing towards him, he moved his fingers comfortably. Zhong Yan, who was controlled, ducked in front of him with red eyes and fought with his master.
Seeing this, Master Kumu continued to ring the bell, covering every corner with mist.
In the heavy fog, there seemed to be invisible blades attacking everyone. The protective shield arranged by Qi Tianjun did not hold up for long before cracks appeared.
The scene fell into chaos.
Dugu Luoxue protected Qu Hongling and kept a vigilant eye on the two people.
After a while, the little book boy's cry suddenly rang out in the chaotic fog: "Master! Master, are you okay?"
Qu Hongling waved her sleeves to push away the fog, but nothing happened. Zi Heng was lying on the ground with a pale face, with several bloodstains on his body, and the White Smoke Sword in his hand also had several gaps.
Sharp air blades kept blowing from the thick mist.
Fang Ziheng was already powerless.
Qu Honglingsu waved his hand and used the Phoenix Sword to block the wind blade.
At this moment, an invisible ghost hand suddenly emerged from the mist and grabbed the little book boy by the back.
“Master!”
The little book boy screamed and was dragged out of the fog.
Qu Hongling subconsciously went to grab it, but was blocked by the wind blade.
Dugu Luoxue hesitated for a moment, then turned her wrist lightly, and the snowflakes around her turned into sharp blades, cutting through the thick fog, and strangling those ghost hands one by one.
The little book boy fell to the ground with a plop.
Dugu Luoxue tapped her toes, dodged in front of the opponent, and dispersed the fog that was sweeping in.
However, just when she was about to attack Taoist Master Kumu with all her strength, the woman frowned and smacked her back violently.
Bang!
Dugu Luoxue flew out upside down, hitting the tree trunk with her back, and fallen leaves fell one after another.
She looked up at her attacker.
He is actually a little book boy!
At this time, the little book boy folded his hands in front of his chest, like a kite, floating in the air where the mist dispersed in a rather weird posture, his body swaying with the wind.
Dugu Luoxue gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Who are you?"
The little book boy's pupils were filled with black and white light.
He took a step and stood lightly on the treetop, with a creepy and weird smile on his lips, and said with a smile:
"I, Master Qiu Tian."
Qiu Tianshi, the founder of Yin Yang Sect, advocates the dual cultivation method.
Dugu Luoxue's pupils shrank, and then he suddenly said: "The Immortal Master from Minzhou City must be Your Excellency. He has performed well all the way."
"It's really me. For some reasons, I had to disguise myself. Fortunately, I met an elm bump to protect me, otherwise I might have fallen into the hands of those idiots from the Mantu Gang."
The little book boy's voice was different from before. The young voice is different, mixed with some old voices.
"Girl, you have practiced the 'Tao of abstinence', but your Taoist heart is broken, why don't you just fall? As the saying goes, you will die and live again, maybe you will gain a lot, but not necessarily.
Old man I have been watching you for a long time. If you are willing to practice my "Path of Double Cultivation of Bliss", you will definitely have the opportunity to ascend."
(End of this chapter)