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Chapter 609 Murderous Intent

In the post house, Tuochi was trying to break the formation.

He had walked through the courtyard before and was already familiar with everything in it.

Dazhou Xuanmen is based on the Five Elements and Bagua, and then derived various formations. Although the illusory formation in front of me looks flawless, it is actually nothing more than that.

Since it is a formation, there must be formation eyes that support the entire formation. As long as it is broken, all the obstacles and phantoms in front of you can be dispersed, revealing the real post house.

He closed his eyes, and the layout of the flowers, trees, mountains, rocks, pavilions and corridors in the posthouse immediately appeared in his mind.

The square courtyard, the octagonal pavilion, the rustling leaves, the gentle wind, the wandering souls wandering around after a stick of incense, the lamps that light up at intervals...

Everything is in perfect order, without any chaos.

The patrol route, the hanging lanterns hanging in the corridor, and the stone lanterns placed in the courtyard were all outlined in his mind.

Three intricate lines intersect at four points, which happen to be four directions and four hanging lights. Southeast, northwest, northeast, southwest, one for each of the four directions.

Today's wind is heading southeast.

Tuochi opened his eyes, moved his feet slightly and walked straight to the southeast.

Looking at the lantern hanging in the corridor, he clasped his palms together and recited a mysterious tantric mantra. Then, with a sudden flick of his sleeve, a burst of energy rushed straight towards the gently swaying lantern.

The people around could not help but widen their eyes.

I saw the candle flame in the center of the lantern trembling slightly at first, and then suddenly swelled. With a "pop" sound, the flame instantly broke through the body of the lantern, swallowing up the entire lantern, turning it into a pile of ashes and falling to the ground.

At the same time, the lamp held by Xiao Lingjiang suddenly lit up. There was only a small sound, and flames shot up from under the wheel axle. The flames quickly climbed up the screen, swallowing up the maidservants and patrolling guards who had risen in the morning... …

The extremely delicate revolving lantern was burned to the ground, and the fine embers with the firelight that had not yet been extinguished fell at her feet, splashing countless dust.

Xiao Lingjiang lowered his eyes and looked at the dark lamp that had stopped rotating, with a faint smile rising in his eyes.

"The phantom formation has been broken..."

Almost at the same moment that the lanterns in the formation burned down, all the lanterns hanging in the corridor, the stone lanterns in the courtyard, and all the lamps in the courtyard were extinguished without wind. The torches held by the soldiers were also suddenly extinguished, and the guard team patrolling the area finally disappeared.

Without the lights, the entire posthouse fell into darkness.

The night is getting darker, and even the light summer wind is somewhat cool. The soldier trembled for some reason.

The cool breeze is soothing, the leaves are rustling, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard exude a faint fragrance, permeating the night, like a peaceful and beautiful dream.

A gust of night wind suddenly blew up, causing countless leaves to fall from the trees. The gentle breeze blew the leaves spinning and dancing in the air. This scene was like the branches and leaves all over the courtyard withering and drifting away in an instant.

The soldiers from Tibet couldn't help but reach out and brush away the fallen leaves lingering around them.

As if someone gently plucked a string, the wind blew suddenly, and countless fallen leaves instantly turned into sharp hidden weapons, shooting towards the throats, wrists and other vital parts of everyone in the courtyard.

"Be careful!" Almost at the same moment, Tuochi shouted in a loud voice.

However, everyone did not have time to react. They only heard screams one after another, and a large area fell to the ground instantly.

Tuochi quickly formed a seal and performed a spell, brushing away the fallen leaves that were filled with murderous intent. Then he took out a few tantric talismans from his sleeves, recited a mantra in his mouth, waved his sleeves and suddenly raised the talismans, and the talismans flew into the air and exploded. The surrounding fallen leaves ignited and burned.

In just a few breaths, the fallen leaves flying all over the garden were burned cleanly, turning into ashes and falling on the ground and body.

Tuo held his hands together slowly in front of his chest, and the torches in the soldiers' hands also lit up, and then burned brighter and brighter, dispersing the dark night in the courtyard. Looking around, nearly half of the Tibetan soldiers admitted to the hospital were dead or injured.

Tuochi's eyes dimmed, he was careless...

Xiao Lingjiang and other Zhou people evacuated the post house in advance, but they could not let the people sent by the king to follow them notice anything strange, so they set up this illusory formation to confuse the people of Xibo.

After he entered the formation today and saw this, he regretted that his attack was in vain, and then he tried to break the formation so that he could go out and continue to capture Xiao Lingjiang and others.

It was true that the previous phantom formation had no killing intent, but I didn’t expect that after that phantom formation, there would be another killing formation!

He looked around carefully, I am afraid that there is more murderous intent in this formation...

The air is filled with the smell and smoke of burned fallen leaves, mixed with the fragrance of summer flowers and plants in the courtyard, creating an indescribable smell.

One soldier couldn't help but sneeze.

Tuochi couldn't help but frown: "Cover your mouth and nose!" As he said that, he waved his sleeves, trying to attract the wind and brush away the lingering breath.

However, it was too late...

Among the soldiers, some people's eyes turned red without realizing it. They drew their swords and slashed at the people beside them. Instantly, the scene was in chaos.

"National Master, they seem to be trapped in a demonic barrier!"

Tuochi's face was as calm as water and he ordered: "Sit down calmly and recite the secret mantra!"

When the monk next to him heard the words, he immediately sat down cross-legged, put his hands on his knees and started chanting.

The sound of chanting mantras turned into a barrier to protect them in front of them, isolating them from the chaotic people. Then, golden light slowly rose from behind the monks, turning into star rain and falling on everyone in the courtyard. , in front of his forehead, the originally stunned soldiers seemed to wake up a little bit...

In the post house, murderous intent appeared, and while Tuochi and others were trapped there and busy trying to resolve and break the formation, a secret room on the mountain outside the city was also brightly lit.

The candle stands on both sides were filled with dense white candles, beating and swaying gently.

In the middle of the secret room, eight mages wearing robes and beast masks were sitting cross-legged.

Three circles of white candles were also lit on the ground in front of them, and in the middle of the candle circles were placed a strand of hair, a puppet, and a package wrapped in yellow paper.

"Masters, that place is ready." Someone said respectfully through the door of the secret room.

After hearing the news, the eight mages looked at each other, then picked up the magic horns in their hands and stood up, taking strange steps around the object in the center.

The copper bells on their waists jingled, and as their feet moved, mysterious spells were recited from their mouths.

After three rounds, several people immediately sat down cross-legged, each scratched their palms, and a few drops of blood melted into the cursed horns in their hands.

Those curse horns seemed to have been soaked in too much blood, showing a scary and strange dark red color. The bright human blood dripped on them and was absorbed in an instant and disappeared.

Several mages formed seals on their hands, and black mist rose up from the curse horns. As their hands moved, they merged into the center of the candle circle and completely melted into one mass.

The black mist swirled around the three objects in the center.

As the eight mages gave the order in unison: "Kill!"

The black mist turned into a dark light and rushed out of the secret room, traveling into the deep night.