173. Chapter 173 The Long Night


Chapter 173 The Long Night

“Boom!”

The deafening sound came from the north of the fortress, waking up the soldiers who were in the long night, and also woke up the people in Youzhou City. ordinary civilians living there.

Leaved the house and walked to the street. He opened the paper-blocked window with his hands on the edge of the window. There were many figures, wondering what happened.

The earth dragon turns over?

Flash flood?

My eyes are fixed on the north, and my doubts are taken away by panic.

——The fog waves are soaring into the sky, more than a hundred feet long, and the waves are like the falling of the Milky Way, and the waves are like the roar of sea dragons!

Swallowed the green mountains on both sides, swallowed up the road to the north, and even swallowed up the bright moon in the sky!

The golden light above the fortress became as thick as substance at this moment. Complex lines flickered out from above the golden light. Light golden runes connected into the sky one after another, forming a row and turning into a high wall.

Sounds of chanting sutras also came from mid-air:

"All things, phenomena, ten evils and five rebellions are not invaded.

"No thought, no appearance, no compassion, no Those who are happy are not allowed to enter.

“The moon rises above and sets three hundred feet. This time has no nature, and everything is nothingness.

“Invisible, inaccessible, and untouchable. ”

The glow rises higher and higher, runes fly all over the sky, and the spiritual treasures buried in the ground exude a subtle light, transmitting energy through the soil to the fortress, forming a city-state that protects the world.

The sea of ​​fog finally collided with this golden shelter.

“Boom!!”

The earth trembled and the earth dragon turned over!

The shock was so great that no one in the entire Youzhou City could stand firm. They were all twisted and almost fell to the ground.

In Prince Wei's mansion, Liu Quande, who was sleeping on his back in the guest bedroom, fell off the bed with a thump.

He was still a little sleepy, so he hurriedly came to the window, raised his head and looked out.

The mouth just opened wider and wider, even the snake letter was spit out!

"My mother! What the hell is this!"

In the hall, the tea that Li Ji had brewed was spilled all over the table. The vassal king wanted to hold on. He stood up on his knees, but because he was shaking so badly, his knees were weak. He could only hold on to the table with his hands to stabilize his body.

A golden light flashed in Zuo Chen's eyes, he lifted his Taoist robe, and his whole body turned into a stream of light. He leaped out of Prince Wei's mansion and hung in mid-air, aligning with the stars and rising in the moonlight.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the layers of giant fog coming from the distance, his robes moving in the wind.

The heavy fog coming from the northwest has spread over the northern fortress. The golden barrier protected Youzhou City but failed to stop the fog. The entire fog began to pour toward the back of the fortress, like a torrent bursting from a dam.

This rushing fog will move southward with the wind, and I am afraid it will not take long to reach Shangbao City.

Zuo Chen's face was slightly condensed, he pinched the Taoist formula in his hand, and black and white suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The fog is like the sea, thick and heavy, and it is difficult to dispel the fog just by relying on the powerful wind.

However, in the technique of moving mountains and filling seas that Zuo Chen learned in Jiu'e Meng before, there is really a way to deal with this kind of situation.

There are eight techniques in the art of moving mountains and reclaiming seas. The art of moving mountains in four directions, taking the sea in four directions, is named after the eight immortals, which are "carrying stones", "walking on sand", "living in mountains" and "moving land". , "stream rain", "against the tide", "calling rain" and "wave waves", the eight methods combined are the art of moving mountains and filling seas.

The full name of the technique "against the tide" is "Zhao He's technique of going against the tide", which is a method of retreating from the sea.

This sea of ​​fog,

Isn’t it also the sea?

The Tao in his body turned violently, and three rays of light slowly lit up on the top of Zuo Chen's forehead.

One is light gray, the second is milky white, and the third is bright and pure gold.

Dazzling, like three golden lotuses.

Pointing down with one hand, he shouted:

"Stop!"

The ocean composed of thick fog was still flowing forward, but suddenly it seemed to be choked by some invisible force, becoming stiff and slow.

Finally, the sea of ​​fog that had not completely covered the fortress stopped. The fog was billowing, but it was difficult to move forward even half an inch.

To adjust his breath, Zuo Chen held his hands flat and pushed forward hard.

There were bursts of pressure on his hands, as if he was pushing a heavy stone door.

He moved forward slowly, bit by bit.

"Creak..."

The sound of the giant door being pushed came from mid-air, and following Zuo Chen's movements, the sea of ​​fog in front of him also made an overwhelming creaking sound. , Go backward little by little!

Just like the ocean flowing backwards!

The people in the city looked at the fog that was gradually receding, with lingering fear in their hearts. Their legs were so weak that they seemed unable to even stand.

Until the heavy fog was pushed farther and farther, too far to be seen, too far to be seen, and then it was as if it was the end of a disaster, slumped on the ground, holding on to the wall and breathing heavily.

Some people knelt down and kowtowed, shouting and crying loudly for the Great Compassion Bodhisattva to save the world, although they did not know which Bodhisattva was so powerful; some people beat gongs and drums, opened a jar of wine, and chatted with their family members They gathered together and cried bitterly, celebrating their survival; some people simply hid in their bedrooms and watched the fog that covered the sky outside dissipate, then lay down directly on the bed and fell asleep.

When Zuo Chen returned to Prince Wei's mansion, he found that all the households in the mansion had woken up. Now they were all gathered in the main courtyard, with their heads raised, eagerly waiting for Zuo Chen's return.

Zuo Chen fell from the sky, and everyone stepped forward to greet him. Li Ji even took two steps to come to Zuo Chen.

"Sir! Thank you!"

If Li Ji had been prepared in advance for the thick fog of the level just now, he could indeed survive it by relying on the many magic weapons left by the immortals. But in this way, even if he could save the northern fortress, the fog would swallow it up. Shangbao City.

If this happens, the northern fortress will be completely helpless, and will be slowly wasted, and sometimes it will be captured.

Of course, in addition to being grateful at this moment, Li Ji's eyes were full of shock when he looked at Zuo Chen.

The fog was so heavy that the entire fortress could hardly bear it, and Zuo Chen actually pushed it back.

This is a true immortal.

Zuo Chen didn't talk to Li Ji yet, but looked sideways to the north.

"King Wei, you said before that there is a great formation in the north, right?"

"That's right." Li Ji nodded, not knowing why Zuo Chen suddenly asked this question. "How did this fog pass through the great formation?"

Li Ji was slightly startled.

It seems that there is indeed such a problem!

Zuo Chen didn’t quite understand either.

This mist was the same as what they had encountered before. It had the aura of infection from the Sea of ​​Bitterness and the aura of Qingqiu Immortal Magic.

If this mist really spreads from the Sea of ​​Bitterness, it should be blocked by the Juetian Formation.

Or...

Has a Qingqiu Immortal like Jiu'e arrived in the north?

While I was thinking, I suddenly saw a furry head popping up not far away.

Hu Ni hurriedly ran to the middle of the yard and grabbed Zuo Chen's trouser legs with her two little paws:

"Taoist! Taoist! It's not good! My husband died in his sleep. Passed!”

……

Zuo Chen touched Hu Wen's forehead.

The vitality is still there, and the three souls and seven souls are not in this body.

The heavy fog was blocked by the shaking light and the moon, and no one else in the city was affected. However, Hu Wen, who has the blood of Qingqiu Fox, was trapped in his dream again.

This time is different from the one on the ship.

Zuo Chen and Hu Wen’s three souls and seven souls from that time on the ship are still there. Zuo Chen can enter a dream to find his soul. Now his three souls and seven souls have gone to nowhere. Even if he is in a dream, I'm afraid I can only see an empty body, and the inside may not go anywhere.

"Sir, is there any magic cure?" There was a young man beside Li Ji. His face was full of eagerness, and he almost stepped forward to hold Zuo Chen's hand.

Li Ji patted him, and the young man adjusted his mood and moved aside.

"This is my eldest son Li Changxiang. He regards Hu Wen as his biological brother, and caring about him will lead to chaos. I hope Mr. will not blame him."

"I understand." Zuo Chen waved his hand. : "It seems that Hu Wen's soul must have been hooked by this heavy fog. I have to go find him in the fog."

I originally planned to set off alone tomorrow morning, but unexpectedly something happened.

"Looks like I have to ride on the moon."

Zuo Chen joked lightly, but no one else could laugh.

"King Wei, is there anything with profound meanings? Or something that is close to you all year round? It would be best if it is a small item that has something to do with his horoscope. After entering the fog, I will Use the soul summoning method to bring his soul back."

After listening to Zuo Chen's request, Li Ji thought for a moment and asked the servants next to him to get it.

It didn’t take long before the servant got back two things.

A jade tablet and a wooden knife.

The jade tablet is warm and moist, with a color that vaguely resonates with the fog outside. It is a rare treasure. The word "Wen Jia" is carved with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it, which was a small companion item mentioned by King Wei and Zuo Chen at that time.

This wooden knife looked ordinary and even slightly worn. Zuo Chen weighed it in his hand and felt that it might be broken.

Looking closely, there are many fine patterns carved on it, which should have been left by Hu Wen when he was practicing Tiangong.

The top of this wooden knife is connected to Hu Wen's body by thousands of threads. It seems to be the object that has been with Hu Wen for the longest time.

"I told you about this jade pendant before, so I won't introduce it further. And this wooden knife is a small piece commonly used by this boy to practice martial arts. He has been carrying it for the longest time."

Put the two small things on the table. From the cuffs, he took out the resisting golden boy and put it on Fox Ni's back.

Hu Ni raised her head and stared at Zuo Chen with a pair of small eyes:

"Taoist Master, can you find my husband?"

"He has no feet. My feet are so strong that I can’t escape my grasp.”

Zuo Chen laughed and comforted Hu Ni.

"Taoist Priest, you sound like you are going to arrest someone..."

Caiyi muttered twice.

Zuo Chen smiled and said nothing.

Calling Hu Wen’s soul back is one thing.

Arresting people is also one aspect.

With such a heavy fog, Zuo Chen didn't believe it at all if there was no sign of thieves behind it.

After being prepared, Zuo Chen came to the border of Yaoguang Yingyue alone.

Looking up, a bright moon hung high in the sky, scattering silver all over the ground.

Hold your head, the wide dirt road is quiet, until at the very front, the heavy fog becomes an almost solid "wall".

"Taoist Master, is there anything I can do to help?" Cai Yi asked in a low voice.

She felt that with her little ability, she couldn't help, but she couldn't help but want to help Zuo Chen.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be right back.”

Hearing what Zuo Chen said, Cai Yi could only nod, but there was still a lot of worry in his eyes.

Zuo Chen smiled lightly, then turned around and walked alone, stepping on the moonlight, and drifted away.

Until the fog, the figure disappeared into it and disappeared.

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