That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 943

After Xu Beiyou chopped off the thorns of light, he swept forward.

Li Fenggu obviously didn't expect Xu Beiyou to break free from the heavy restraints so quickly, and had to take a step back, but he was still hit by the sword in the chest. ring.

While Li Fenggu's whole body was shaking violently, cracks appeared on his handsome and flawless face, like thin black threads intertwined all over it.

After he stabilized his figure, he raised his hand and touched his face. His face was expressionless, and he looked at this young man who had already gained fame in the East in just a few years, who was hailed as the next Pope in the West. The cardinal didn't have much emotion, he wasn't annoyed, nor did he feel the slightest annoyance at being at a disadvantage.

This is what the Three Teachings often say about self-cultivation and nourishment.

In this fight, he and Murong Xuan teamed up to fight against Xu Beiyou. One of them came from the far west and possessed the means of a holy hall that no one in the East had ever seen, and the other was Mrs. Murong, who was proficient in Buddhism and Taoism. , Mysteries and supernatural powers emerge in endlessly, and many ordinary earthly immortal monks' life-saving means of pressing the bottom of the box can also be easily used, Taoist Taiji Golden Bridge, Lunar Moon Mirror, Qiankun Sleeve, Immortal Treasure Tree, Qinglian Sword Qi, Mountain and River Talisman, Innocent Body, Buddhism's Growing lotus every step of the way, the Buddha Kingdom in the palm, the golden body, the Buddha's voice and the lion's roar, the thunderous sound of great compassion...all of them are mastered by Murong Xuan. There is nothing else, but this sword made many of the methods of the two of them return to nothing, and he couldn't help but think of a joke he had heard before.

Today's Xu Beiyou really doesn't care about how mysterious the sword style is, one sword is enough.

After a successful blow, Xu Beiyou's figure disappeared here again, turning into a Changhong and fleeing away.

Murong Xuan didn't rush to chase, but turned her head to look at Li Fenggu who was not far away, and asked, "How is your situation?"

The cracks on Li Fenggu's face slowly disappeared, and he returned to his original flawless face. He stretched out his hand to hold down the part of his chest that had just been "hit" by the sword, then shook his head and said, "Madam Lao is concerned, I have nothing to worry about." It’s a serious problem, you can continue.”

"That's good." Murong Xuan nodded, looking at the thick and dense forest in front of him, and said: "Going forward is the territory of the Southern Border Witch Cult, Zhu Jiuyin is also there. Zhu Jiuyin is not good Small look, when Wei Jin personally led the army to conquer the southern border, Wei Jin, who was in the army, had thousands of blood on his body, he wore the seal of the general, and he had a part of the luck of the emperor, plus he himself He is a top martial artist, at his peak. At that time, Wei Jin was comparable to Wanyan Beiyue, but even Wei Jin, who had a good location, was seriously injured by Zhu Jiuyin. It may not be so good in the Central Plains, but he is a first-class master in the southern border."

Li Fenggu nodded in agreement and said: "If I were in the holy hall at this time, I wouldn't be in such a mess. I think the same is true for Madam in Taoist Xuandu."

Murong Xuan said softly: "Yasheng has a saying that the right time is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the harmony of people. The reason why Xiao Xuan died is because of the right time. Back then when our Taoist sect fought against Jianzong, we had to wait until Shangguan Xianchen left Biyou Island. Because of the favorable location, now you and I are in southern Xinjiang, without the right time and location, but we can ask for peace."

Li Fenggu smiled, "Ask Madam, where is harmony between people?"

Murong Xuan looked at the dense forest under her feet, and said four words: "There are mountains in the forest."

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In Lihua Village, Xu Beiyou went back and forth, and appeared beside Lan Lihua again.

Lan Lihua was taken aback, and subconsciously blurted out, "Why are you back again?"

Xu Beiyou twitched the corners of his mouth, "Why, I'm not welcome?"

Lan Lihua frowned, and wanted to say something, but facing this sword fairy who could easily slaughter cities and villages, even if she was not afraid, she still had to think about the village, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Xu Beiyou didn't go around in circles, and said straight to the point: "Take me to meet your witch cult elder."

After a little hesitation, Lan Lihua nodded.

The appearance of Xu Beiyou's whole person began to change visible to the naked eye, his white hair turned to black, and his appearance was more inclined to a "cooked man" like Lan Lihua.

Then Xu Beiyou took out a barbarian robe from nowhere and put it on his body. While buttoning up the clothes, he asked, "The location."

"Eighty miles to the southeast, and 320 miles to the north." After Lan Lihua gave an approximate direction, Xu Beiyou put his hand on her shoulder, and the two of them disappeared instantly.

The fundamental ancestral home of the witch religion is in Qishan Mountain. From the Biluo Lake at the foot of Daxue Mountain in the grassland to the north, after crossing the entire Gobi, there is the ancestral home of the witch religion that is regarded as a holy place by the witch religion. Strictly speaking, the ancestral home of the witch religion is the entire Qishan Mountain. , and when the witch religion was at its peak, countless witch disciples lived within a thousand miles of Qishan Mountain, and the twelve ancestor witches lived in the huge stone temple opened in Qishan Mountain. They were not only tribal leaders, but also almost gods. It can be said that it is half human and half god for people to worship. At that time, the witch religion with twelve ancestor witches sitting in the town was the most prosperous time of the witch religion, and it was also the most prosperous time of the Daqi Mountain.

At that time, Luobu Nur, not far from Qishan Mountain, had not yet dried up. It was a large sparkling lake, which was revered as a holy sea by the disciples of the witch religion.At that time, there used to be thousands of lights here, and the city of Loulan was established.It's just that with the decline of the witch religion, Rob Nur gradually dried up in the following years, Qishan gradually became a dead mountain, and the ancient city of Loulan gradually became an empty city.

Today, there is no grass growing in Lop Nur, and there is only a vast cracked riverbed left. Now Qishan is surrounded by vast grasslands except for the vast Gobi.Without human settlements, caravans would not come here, without caravans, even horse thieves would not come to this place where birds do not lay eggs.

But it’s not completely deserted, this place is still favored by many monks, at this time, Qishan is no longer under the control of the witches, but has become a public place, where you can come and go as you like. Back then, the witches The many mountain protection formations left behind, after so many years of time, are far less impeccable than before, like the ebb and flow of the tide, with traces to follow. Many monks took advantage of the weakening of the ban to enter the ancestral courtyard of the witch religion to explore Treasure hunting, after all, the accumulation of the witch religion at its peak, the inheritance of the twelve ancestor witches, and the legacy of the great witches, what kind of opportunity is this?

Especially on August [-]th, which is called the opening day of the ancestral court of the witch religion. At that time, it was almost a grand gathering of monks. Countless monks from all over the world came from all directions to enter this ancestral court of Qishan. It was from this ancestral court that Shen got a chance that he could successfully step into the realm of the earth fairy.

As for why it turned into what it is today, it was because of the dispute between the Twelve Patriarchal Witches and the Eastern Emperor. After the Witch Cult failed in the battle with the Eastern Emperor, due to the situation, they had to abandon Qishan and go to southern Xinjiang. And a new main altar was built here following the example of Qishan's ancestral court.

This altar is still a mountain.

(End of this chapter)