Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 156 Prelude
Ding ding ding, ding ding ding.

In the temple of Laojun Mountain, three copper coins were shaking in the tortoise shell, colliding with each other and making a crisp sound, after shaking up and down three times, they fell to the ground.

The method of divination and fortune-telling has been widely spread since the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. From the kings and ministers to the ordinary people, no matter what they say or not, they are sometimes willing to ask for auspicious omens.

There are many methods of divination, such as burning tortoise shells, measuring characters, yarrow, looking at phases, etc., and the most mainstream method is to use "Book of Changes" to calculate.

What the divination operator is using now is the money divination method in the divination method of the Book of Changes. It takes three identical square-hole coins, shakes them out, and uses the front and back of the copper coins to compare Yin and Yang.

After throwing six times, you can get a hexagram image by arranging the yin and yang lines in sequence.

Qiu Ruzui leaned against the wall, grabbed the fruit on the altar, took a bite, and asked, "What's the hexagram this time?"

"When Sunda goes up, when it shakes down, the benefits will go, and the benefits will be involved in the great river!"

Bu Suanzi showed a smile on his face, twirling the end of his beard with one hand, shaking his head and saying, "Xiang said, when time comes, good luck will come out, and the dead trees that have been dead for many years will bloom again, and the branches and leaves will regenerate so lushly, how many people have met and praised. This is a good hexagram." , finally divination an auspicious hexagram."

Qiu Ruzui snorted and said with a smile: "You have divination three times, the first two are bad hexagrams, those are not counted, only one good hexagram is counted now, right?"

Bu Shuanzi coughed lightly: "It's only three things, it's safe to say the third time."

Qiu Ruzui took another bite of the fruit: "When you tell fortunes to others, do you do the same?"

"It doesn't matter if it's for others."

Bu Suanzi shook his head, put away his divination tools, and said, "Speaking of which, in fact, it is because the movements in the teaching are too big this time, which makes the little old man feel a little uneasy, so he has to use the means of divination to Take it easy."

Mobilized all the high-level combat forces in the sect, and directly attacked Laojunshan and Shaolin Temple, and even Bu Shuanzi vaguely noticed that Ye Motian had been constantly mobilizing elite manpower from various branch altars before. The appearance of action.

The only thing that can make the situation worse than the current situation is to point the finger at the court.

But the problem is, the attack on Mount Laojun and the night attack on Shaolin Temple can be said to be for the purpose of fighting for the secret books of martial arts. In addition, those evil masters in Huoluo Dao have some enmity with these two righteous sects, and no one has any objections.

But in the future, if it is really necessary to rely on Huo Luo Dao to confront the imperial court head-on, it will mean that the confrontation, assault, and killing will last for an unknown amount of time. Can such a Jianghu sect like Luo Dao really accomplish anything?
Qiu Ruzui chewed the pulp, and said in a muddled way: "It doesn't matter, no matter who our enemies are, whether they are one thousand or ten thousand, we are living a life of killing people anyway, and I only have one life for myself. No matter how many, it is impossible to kill me a second time."

Bu Shuanzi said: "After all, the imperial court and sects are still different..."

Qiu Ruzui didn't take it seriously: "So what about the imperial court? The most common people in this world are the common people, who are a little hateful and sometimes amiable, but to us, they can't be called opponents at all... Hey, say Up to this point, a while ago, I thought there was a shop that made good Hubing, so I learned from them for half a month, and the fireworks in the market are also very interesting..."

As she spoke, she deviated from the original topic, and mentioned that there was an apprentice who flirted with her in the store and wanted to touch her waist. Before she left, she went to the door and poisoned the whole family. died.

If you are still in the Lushan School, you will probably have to worry about it again, taking this into account and taking into account that, the crime does not deserve death, and the small punishment and the big commandment.

Bu Shuanzi opened his mouth, forget it, what he said before is not suitable to continue, he got up and walked out of the hall.

It was almost noon, and the sun was scorching hot. Bu Shuanzi walked to the side of the climbing corridor, blowing the mountain breeze, and heard the sound of talking and laughing in the forest halfway up the mountain.

Gathered over there were a few guardians of Huo Luo Dao, among them the majestic man with a rough voice was Xu Renqing, the "Heavenly Slayer".

Next to him was the "Hundred Beast Whip" Zhao Yuan, who was slender and wrapped around his waist with a silver python whip, and Sheng Yiquan, the "Master of Thunder Chess" who was carrying an iron square head mallet.

These three people are notorious in the Jianghu. Not only do they kill people without calculation, but they also like to torture their opponents. Some of the things they do are even looked down upon by bandits in the green forest.

They were hanging several disciples of Laojun Mountain from the treetops.

Instead of using ropes, the hair crowns of the Taoist priests were removed, and the three of them jumped onto the branches themselves, twisted the long hair of the Taoist priests around the branches, and hung their bodies on the tree with their hair.

When the three people jumped down from the tree, the branches trembled slightly, and a few figures dangled in the air, their eyes were about to split, but their whole body was so stiff that they couldn't even utter a scream of pain.

Bu Shuanzi shook his head, and was about to go a little farther to find a quiet place, when suddenly his heart moved.

The third hexagram he divination just now, there is another saying called, Fengleiyi, a gentleman will change when he sees good, and correct if there is a mistake.

Since it is said not to count according to the first two hexagrams, if you want to add a little authenticity to the third hexagram, you might as well really use the third hexagram to show kindness.

"These people's acupuncture points are controlled by extremely ingenious techniques, like wood, what's the fun in torturing them?"

Bu Suanzi walked over, "You all had a fierce battle in Shaolin last night, and you came here all night, instead of wasting time on these people, you might as well go to rest quietly."

"Emissary."

Xu Renqing clasped his fists together, laughed and said, "You don't know that these people have been acupunctured for a long time, thinking that their whole body is stiff and numb, and they feel that they are not afraid of torture, but after shaking like this, the numbness all over their body has turned into itching, that kind of feeling It's indescribable, just watching the changes in their eyes is enough to be a pleasure."

Zhao Yuan clapped his hands aside: "Exactly. It's a rare opportunity to play with these disciples of Laojunshan. It will definitely be more interesting to ask Brother Sheng to light a fire to roast them later."

Bu Shuanzi's face darkened, and he said: "I don't think it will be long before there will be another big battle. You are not willing to cultivate like other Dharma protectors. Could it be that you are not ready to fight quietly?"

"Besides, the lives of these people were left by the deputy leader and the others. How can you mess around?"

Seeing his face change, the three of them couldn't hold back the smiles on their faces.

Xu Renqing snorted coldly: "That's right, then let them go."

As soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the ankle of a disciple of Lao Junshan and pulled him down.

This day Sha Xing is an expert in boxing, he is full of true energy, and his coordination is exquisite, under this tug, the branch will not be broken, but the strength will only be applied to the root of the hair.

At that time, all the hairs will be pulled off, and they will still be entangled in the branches, but people will fall down.

As soon as Bu Shuanzi saw his movements, he knew his intentions, and he almost saw the bloody scene.

Xu Renqing's hand stopped moving the moment it grabbed the Taoist priest's ankle.

Everyone agreed, and even involuntarily turned their heads to look down the mountain.

The lush trees in summer are scattered here and there, and the branches and leaves are thick and strong, blocking their sight, but behind those branches and leaves, there is a sense of existence that cannot be blocked, and it is transmitted.

That feeling swept up from the bottom of the mountain and swallowed the entire forest, as if the sharp teeth hanging from the sky had already reached Xu Renqing and the others.

Xu Renqing hadn't figured out what happened in his mind yet, his body's instincts had already made him sweat profusely, his dry eyes blinked once when big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The moment I opened my eyes again.

A dozen or so big trees around were dehydrated and withered at the same time, and all the leaves, like thousands of withered yellow and gray moths, scattered from the dry and bare branches and treetops.

The dead leaves in the sky were curled and scattered, and a dead leaf fell from in front of Xu Renqing's face.

On his face, there was a slanted bloodstain along the trajectory of the blade.

Zhao Yuan and Sheng Yiquan howled in horror, murderous gangsters, never knew that when their own death was so approaching, they also screamed like killing pigs.

The silver-white long whip flew up and danced wildly, intersecting with a few dead leaves in the air.

After a brief pause, the silver whip broke into more than a dozen pieces, and each cut was a point of collision with a dead leaf.

The iron square head hammer in Sheng Yiquan's hand weighed 87 jin. When he swung it out with enough skill, it was like a chariot full of wind and thunder, roaring past in the air.

Several dead leaves seemed to be excited by this strong wind, deviated from the original trajectory, bypassed the hammer head, and came in a staggered manner.

Sheng Yiquan never dreamed that one day, he would actually see two ordinary, withered, and even curled up gray leaves at the edges, approaching his eyes at such a weird speed, and bringing everything in front of him to life. Here comes eternal darkness.

"what!!!!!"

The screams of the first-class masters were so loud that they could be heard from several surrounding hills, alarming everyone on Laojun Mountain.

The dead leaves scattered on the mountainside.

Bu Shuanzi watched the three men fall to the ground covered in blood, and the Taoist priests who were hung on the tree loosened their hair and fell to the ground.

Withered trees and fallen leaves are sparsely scattered, and the figure of the Taoist in white robes with golden patterns flickers and comes to the front.

It was just a young Taoist with an indifferent face.

Bu Suanzi, however, was in a cold sweat, and in a trance, he saw an image of a nine-curved knot and coiled clouds. He didn't know how to describe it. It was manifested behind that person. It was huge and sacred. It was difficult to see the whole picture, but he could feel the ray looking down. majesty and anger.

Between the meridians of his feet, his true energy involuntarily slackened, turning the lightness work that should have been flying and shooting into a slightly staggering step backwards.

"Wait a minute!!! I, I, I just..."

The man raised his robe sleeves, Bu Shuanzi's eyes and pupils constricted, and all the black and white chess pieces clasped in his hands were thrown out, but they stopped suddenly in mid-air and shattered into powder.

The powder rolled back and wrapped a powerful force, which shocked Bu Shuanzi.

thump—

Bu Shuanzi was completely emptied, flew tens of meters away, passed through the bushes and leaves at a high place, broke the branches, and fell down.

Bu Shuanzi couldn't tell whether he was in more pain inside or outside when he hit the soil, rocks and fallen leaves. Blood oozes from the pores corresponding to the acupuncture points in many places. Useless.

Tianfang Zhenren's sleeve was just abolishing the divination operator by the way, where the wind swept by the sleeve, many fallen leaves were shattered, and shot towards the climbing corridor not far away.

These broken leaves did not leave any scars when they hit the disciples of Laojun Mountain who were immobilized, but tiny ripples bloomed at the point where they fell.

The couples of Taoist priests on duty in the corridor fell down one after another, their sore eyes blinked for a moment, and they burst into tears.

For nearly ten hours, their muscles and bones, their tongues, could not move at all, and even the blinking of their eyelids became slow and dry. This kind of deathless torture made their sense of time become confused, as if they had experienced a Long to terribly feeble floats.

Thanks to Laojunshan disciples all having the experience of fighting Sandman and Bigu practicing Jinggong, after ordinary people have experienced such torture, as soon as they are liberated, they will probably go crazy and scream until they collapse and pass out.

"Headmaster!"

A disciple made a hoarse sound, lying on the railing and bowing his head over there.

The Taoists among the bushes in the corridor all struggled and bent down to that place.

The pain in their eyes blurred their vision with uncontrollable tears, but the figure in white robe stood out even more among all the blurred scenes.

"You have worked hard."

Immortal Tianfang looked up at the top of the mountain, half of the eaves and tiles of the already visible palaces were exposed under the scorching sun.

"Go to sleep, when you wake up, you will return to the mountain and live in your own home."

In the middle of the jungle, Guan Luoyang and others and the armored fighters from Xiushuo City rushed to transport and protect the Laojunshan disciples who were not yet able to move.

Immortal Tianfang stepped forward, shaking his clothes like a flag, leaping to the middle of the square on the top of the mountain, and landed in the wind.

His feet kicked up a circle of wind and dust, causing the dead masters of Laojun Mountain to lie down slowly and close their eyes.

And those Taoists who still had a breath, felt a thick and pure warm current transpiring from the ground, flowing into their meridians, relieving the extremely weak pain.

Numerous protectors of Huo Luo Dao are all looming between the beams and pillars of the surrounding temples.

With his hands in his sleeves, Ye Motian walked out of the library in a disheveled manner, his eyes flashed brightly, and he could see that Master Tianfang was using the land to pass on his skills and heal those Taoist priests.

'What an arrogant Taoist priest. '

His hands slowly pulled out from his sleeves, and the dark air of flying sand and rocks rolled along the long bridge in front of Xiaoyoudongtian, and blew to the square of Laojun Mountain.

The demon sect is everywhere, full of flames and winds, and he embraced the four seas and eight winds to become the master back then.

Ye Motian, whose aura slowly climbed to the top, was about to swing that palm when the dark air billowing in front of him suddenly seemed to be struck by the skylight as an axe, and suddenly dispersed.

Taoist Tian Fang's sight met his eyes, which immediately went black.

Shao Lingxiao's black robe was slightly rippling, and he came to the front of Ye Motian, blocking that line of sight, flying light with sheath, pressed by his right hand, touching the ground obliquely.

"Yu Tu's disciple?"

He laughed. "What a surprise."

The two were on a mountain each, their eyes facing each other.

All the figures of Taoist priests around Daoist Tianfang, whether dead or alive, were slowly floating and retreating, and hot air like light, mist, and silk thread evaporated from under their feet, gradually magically divided into five colors, and curled into the sky.

Shao Lingxiao's voice came to the back: "Mo Tian, ​​go and inform the plan in advance, and besides, all of you are not allowed to interfere in the future."

The rays of the scorching sun dimmed somewhat, and the clouds in the sky became a layer of gray. There was no wind, rain or thunder, but the clouds seemed to be thicker, and the light dimmed.

Shao Lingxiao twisted his palm, clasped the hilt with five fingers, and raised the world-famous flying light with the scabbard.

The sword points to the sky, and the cold invisible air spreads across the air in an instant, wandering around the four fields.

Xu Hongmei, Helian Yaohua and others standing beside the study building felt a very small cool air flowing from between their brows and eyes.

The sword energy filled the air, like the pervasive water light, merged into a faintly bright wind, and slashed across the mountain.

"Come!"

(End of this chapter)