From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 250
"Hey, I also said that you came back so quickly because of the things left by the old man."

"It is said to be a closed disciple, but you have only seen two closed disciples, how much do you expect to have a master-student relationship?"

"Everyone!"

Hearing the sarcasm from the crowd, Liao Zheng raised his voice and said seriously: "Why bother to hurt people, anyway, that thing is left by the master to the younger brother, what's the point of saying these things when people come back?"

"You don't need to be angry, Junior Brother Liao. Master has always been kind to you, and it's not wrong for you to obey your will. We have no intention of taking Master's relics privately."

Yang Qing is neither familiar with these "fellows", let alone understand them.

After hearing a few people's sarcastic remarks for a while, one person waved to him and said: "It's done, take the things and leave quickly."

Following the man's voice, a jade slip flew to the front and stopped in the air.

Not in a hurry to get it, Yang Qing turned to look at Liao Zheng, and only reached out to hold it when he saw that he nodded in affirmation.

However, he didn't think about it in the jade slip, and saw that there were five big characters "Ten Thousand Demon Locking Spirit Formation" written in it, but the information that should have been underneath was a mess, as if it had been forcibly erased.

Frowning slightly, Yang Qing handed the jade slip to Liao Zheng beside him: "Brother, have you read the contents?"

Liao Zheng shook his head and took it, glanced at the jade slip and said in confusion: "The Ten Thousand Demon Locking Spirit Formation? This... what does Master mean?"

"The Ten Thousand Demon Locking Spirit Formation?" Someone in the hall interjected, "Could it be that the master woke up at the end of his life and asked me to maintain the formation with all my heart, so as not to die prematurely like him?"

"Brother Zhang!"

Liao Zheng glared at the man and shouted: "Master's voice is still there, how dare you speak nonsense!"

Xu knew that his words were too much, but the man didn't reply.

Others looked at their noses, noses, and hearts, and the hall fell into silence for a while.

Yang Qing took a last look at Qingyuan's body, and recalled that day in the Zhengqi Sect's main hall, the stooped old man's appearance of never bowing his head despite the pressure of various sects, and his mood was complicated.

Ignoring the people in the hall, he pulled Liao Zheng out of the Hall of Fulu and stopped in a secluded place in the square.

"Senior brother Liao, I have a bold guess, and I need proof from senior brother."

"Junior Brother, just say so." Looking at Yang Qing, Liao Zheng was helpless.

Most of the closed disciples of the other family are the most favored ones, and the way everyone in the Yufu Sect is acting is really chilling.

"Will the message left by the head be related to the cracking of the Ten Thousand Demon Locking Array?"

"Huh?" Liao Zheng was stunned when he heard the words, staring blankly at Yang Qing for a while before recovering: "Crack it? Why would the younger brother think of going there, this..."

The Wanyao Spirit Locking Formation has existed for hundreds of years. Whether Liao Zheng admits it or not, he relies on this formation in his current state of Taoism.

Since he got started, he has seen this formation for about 200 years. Even though he dislikes all kinds of actions of Taiyuanzong like Qingyuan, he still can't change it when it comes to breaking the formation.

After a while, he felt that Yang Qing's words were not unreasonable: "Brother guesses that it may be possible, but since Master has erased the message, it is absolutely hopeless."

The two were relatively silent, Yang Qing thought for a while and then said: "That day in Zhengqizong Square, the old man once said that he had an expectation for me, but the words were unclear.

The message left now is also unclear, which is really puzzling.Brother Liao, do you know the way to crack the spirit lock array? "

"Junior brother, don't think too much."

Liao Zheng smiled wryly and said: "The spirit lock formation has withstood the impact of thousands of monsters for hundreds of years, unless the heirs of the various factions who set up the formation took action, how could one person be able to destroy it all at once?

Master may have thought about it on his deathbed, but didn't he erase the message in the end?
What's more, his old man has already said that he doesn't want you to be involved in the chaos of Taixu Mountain. "

It was just a guess at first, but after hearing Liao Zheng's words, Yang Qing became more and more sure that Qingyuan must have had the idea of ​​getting rid of the spirit lock array before he died.

It's just that he knew too well the disciples of the Yufu Sect and knew that there was no one to entrust them with, so he didn't leave a will.

As for himself, Qingyuan probably wanted to cultivate him at the beginning, but in the end he felt that the introduction was too short, and he didn't want to die for nothing, so he left behind a jade slip with no details.

"Don't think too much about it. You come back after a long time. It's serious to go to the Cuiping Valley for a while to accompany Master to finish the last journey."

Seeing that Liao Zheng was not optimistic about the matter in words, and even avoided it a little, Yang Qing couldn't ask any more questions.

Pulled by him, he was about to go back to the Hall of Talismans, when dozens of streams of light lit up in the western sky, falling on the square in a blink of an eye.

"Yang Qing!"

This group of people came so suddenly that all the disciples of the Yufu Sect looked sideways.

There was an angry shout from the crowd, and Wu Ming pointed at the two of them first: "You have not been stationed at Yuncang Temple for ten years, who told you to go back to the mountain privately!?"

"Presumptuous!" Without waiting for Yang Qing to speak, Liao Zheng took a step forward to protect him behind him: "My master has not long become an eternity, why not his disciples go back to the mountain to worship, it's your turn to speak up!"

"Hey." Wu Ming hid in the crowd and sneered, "You are worthy of teaching me a lesson. Without Qingyuan, this Qixia Ridge is still up to me!?"

"Wu Ming!" At this time, Zhang Xuewei, who was chasing Yang Qing, arrived with a talisman, and scolded at the sound: "A lackey of the Taiyuan Sect dares to bark in front of the talisman palace, see if I don't beat you to death!"

"The beast bullied me too much!"

When Liao Zheng was humiliated, Li Gan jumped up from among the scattered disciples in the square. The Jufeng Immortal Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a gigantic sword body, and together with Zhang Xuewei's dozens of fire talismans, he volleyed towards Wu Ming!
"Tu'er is back, don't be impulsive!"

"Brother Li!"

"Junior Sister Zhang!"

Yang Qing quietly watched the sudden change on the field, no matter whether the opposing factions of Yufuzong appeared, or Li Gan shot out in anger, he didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart.

He has seen this kind of farce a lot, and it's hard to get any results from the addition of bad words, but it's obviously not suitable for him to take action here.

As for the actions of Zhang Xuewei and the others, they were just caused by anger. With so many people around Wu Ming, it is impossible for them to have any results.

As soon as he thought about it, he saw an old man next to Wu Ming waving his hand towards the flaming fairy sword, and then a bright yellow whip shadow wrapped around it, locking the sword in an instant, making it difficult to move no matter how Li Gan tried to force it.

"Is this how your Royal Talisman Sect treats guests?"

The old man waved casually, the next moment the Jufeng sword turned back, the hilt hit Li Gan's chest and knocked him far away before stopping.

"Brother Li!"

Several people who were friendly with Li Gan, such as Wang Mian and Zhang Xuewei surrounded him, and they turned their heads and glared when they saw that he was panting rapidly for a few times and nothing serious happened.

Zhang Xuewei scolded angrily without any scruples: "Li Zidao! Thanks to you, you are also a true elder of the Lingbao Sect, and now you are also the watchdog of the Taiyuan Sect!"

"Okay, okay!" Li Zidao's face tightened, and he laughed angrily, "Once Qingyuan leaves, is it true that Yufuzong can't restrain even a disciple?

Liao Zheng, do you have the face to be a teacher? "

"Xuewei!"

Liao Zheng felt sorry for his apprentices, but the situation was stronger than others, so he had to wave his hands to make them retreat, and turned to face Li Zidao and the others: "My master has only been immortal for more than ten days, so it is reasonable for the younger brother to go back to the mountain to worship.

Ladies and gentlemen, is it true that even human nature cannot be tolerated? "

"The head of Qingyuan is worth a thousand gold, and we also admire it."

Li Zidao said with a sinister smile: "When he personally punished the closed-door disciples out of the mountain in Zhengqi Sect, his words and deeds should be consistent. Don't say I can't tolerate it now, just ask your own disciples, is there anyone willing to break this rule!?"

Hearing this, Liao Zheng looked at the brothers and sisters in the Hall of Talismans.

With such a commotion outside, everyone in the hall seemed to be deaf, and none of them came out to check.

"You... oh." Liao Zheng sighed, looking at Yang Qing with a bitter look on his face: "The sect is here, how long can this inheritance last?"

"Senior brother, worry too much."

Patting him on the shoulder, Yang Qing said with a smile: "The changes in the world cannot be reversed by manpower. Not to mention Yufuzong, how many days can Taixu Mountain be peaceful? Don't be embarrassed, I'm leaving now, little brother."

"Shuzi speaks wildly!"

"Curse Taixu Mountain, what is your intention!?"

Yang Qing didn't take everyone's accusations to heart, he knew that he had been a beginner for less than ten years, and in the eyes of the Taixu Mountain sects, he was still a latecomer with little strength.

He is only known by virtue of his status as a disciple of Qingyuan.

And it was only a superficial effort that they came here to drive themselves out of the mountain, and their real purpose was to take advantage of Qingyuan's emergence and destroy the last trace of morale of the Yufuzong.

Judging from the second-generation disciples pretending to be deaf and dumb in the main hall, and the third-generation disciples of different colors on the square, this goal has also been achieved.

"Brother, take care, I'm going back to Yuncang."

Saying goodbye, Yang Qing waved his hands to stop Wang Mian and the others who were about to see them off, and flew towards the Eastern Mountain Gate.

"Yang Qing, you won't be able to be proud for too long. With me around for a day, I will never let you return to Taixu Mountain!"

In mid-air, Yang Qing chewed on the deep meaning of his words.

Then he turned his head to look at Wu Ming: "As long as you still have a trace of blood, you should go to Yuncang Temple to seek revenge from me. As for Taixu Mountain, it doesn't matter if you don't come back, the stench on your face is unbearable even hundreds of miles away .”

After finishing speaking, Wu Ming's distorted face was ignored, and he left Taixu Mountain the same way.

Fleeing about [-] miles to the south, Yang Qing saw a dense forest and mountain stream below, he leaned down into the forest and played the wooden amulet, his breath mixed with the surrounding forest in the blink of an eye.

He glanced around quietly with his spiritual thoughts, and at the same time silently condensed the talisman and hid it in his sleeve.

Before Wu Ming left, he spoke harsh words to each other, seemingly venting his resentment, but the sentence "satisfaction won't last long" had already alerted him.

Such an illogical statement may contain many intentions.

For example, Taiyuanzong has suspected the frequent disappearance of disciples in recent years on himself.

For example, Taiyuanzong couldn't wait for the Zongmen Grand Competition, and wanted to attack Yufuzong in advance.

For example, Tian Qingyun had already noticed it in the South China Sea last time, and the other party expected him to go back to Yamamoto this time, and he was ready to attack him.

As soon as I thought of this, an obviously strange cloud floated from dozens of miles to the south, and a dozen dark auras entrenched above it.

At the same time, in the direction of Taixu Mountain in the north, Wu Ming held a wind-removing bead, and came with more than [-] people.

"What about people?"

As soon as the two parties met, Wu Ming opened his eyes wide and asked sharply.

"Senior Brother Wu, we received your summons to intercept along the way, but we didn't see Yang Qing."

"waste!"

Wu Ming scolded: "I took people to Yuncangguan twice before to look for him but there was no sign of him. Let him run away this time. Maybe I have to go tens of thousands of miles away to look for him!"

"Senior brother." Some of the disciples who came with him hesitated, "Could it be that he noticed you just now?"

"Nonsense!" With a flash in his eyes, Wu Ming also realized that he might have been careless in his words, but he still insisted: "He is an ordinary person who has practiced for less than ten years, it is impossible for him to be so alert."

"But last time Tian..."

"Shut up and find me!"

Yang Qingzang secretly observed in the forest below, and saw that Wu Ming was leading young disciples.

The five-element talisman under his feet paused, and it brought him to the sky above everyone's heads. The long-stored talismans in his sleeves were like bees coming out of their nests, covering the sky and covering the earth!

Five hundred miles away to the south of Taixu Mountain, in the clear sky in the afternoon, suddenly five colors of brilliance shot up into the sky, covering the scorching sun.

"Yang Qing!"

Wu Ming looked up and was overjoyed at first, but the moment the endless five-element talisman fell down, it turned into horror in an instant!
"Five Elements Talisman!? How come, Qingyuan doesn't have such supernatural powers! Who are you!?"

"Jumping clown, die!"

The five-element talismans all over the sky gathered into an array, with all kinds of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and they could not help but surround and suppress everyone.

Streams of flowing light and sword energy flowed back and forth in it, and the sharp and unparalleled aura would sting your eyes just by looking at it.

"Everyone, don't panic! Quickly spread the Tiangang Thick Earth Formation!"

"late."

As soon as Wu Ming shouted, what he heard was the screams of his fellow disciples, and what he saw in his eyes were the bright lights from pieces of protective magic weapons.

Recalling the first time he fought with Yang Qing, he held the Fengfeng Orb tightly, pouring spiritual energy and mana into his body like crazy.

However, at the next moment, a five-color intertwined sword energy fell through the air, involuntarily passing through the hurricane that had just risen around him, and then chopped off along with his wrist!
Raising his hand to absorb the Fengfeng Orb out of the formation, Yang Qing found this powerful treasure with a sweep of his spiritual thoughts. Many formations were only refined to the level of spiritual weapons by Wu Mingji.

The rest of the formations didn't even sacrifice one more.

Looking up at the formation, Wu Ming's body was surrounded by a dark yellow round shield in the shape of a tortoise shell, which seemed to be the supernatural power refined by the earth magic weapon sacrifice.

He shook his head secretly, this man looked domineering, but he didn't even have the power to kill even the supernatural power of sacrifice.

Holding a rare treasure but too lazy to practice a formation, it's no wonder that Li Gan doesn't take him seriously. Such a person is not worth wasting his thoughts at all.

The two sides fought for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, only a dozen of Taiyuanzong's disciples were left, and the rest were all strangled and refined by the five-element talisman, leaving not even a trace of residue.

Wu Ming hid in the thick earth shield, clenched the severed wrist of his right hand, and trembled every time the sword light fell on his body.

Seeing Yang Qing's stern side face clearly through the gaps in the rapidly spinning talisman, he suddenly shouted loudly: "You can't escape even if you kill the disciples of Taixu Mountain!"

"I originally thought that Tian Qingyun had some arrangements, but I didn't expect you to simply lead people to death, idiot."

Now that Qingyuan is dead, the Yufu Sect is about to fall apart, and the era of vain and submissive with the Taixu Mountain sects has passed.

His supernatural powers are about to be perfected, and there is no need to cover up too much.

In the next match, it's time for a blood-to-blood fight.

But this place is not far from Taixu Mountain, so he didn't want to delay such a big movement.

It will be troublesome to provoke a few old monsters of Taiyuanzong.

As for after staying away from Taixu Mountain, the spiritual energy of the outside world is sparse, and the sky is high and the earth is wide, so he is no longer afraid of being hindered by others.

While his thoughts were turning, the five-element talismans tightened and tightened until the people inside had nowhere to turn around. Then he clenched his five fingers into a fist and blew up the sky-filled talismans together with Wu Ming and others into fly ash...

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(End of this chapter)