Fu Shifeng

Chapter 30
Climbing over a ridge in the wind and snow, the scene in front of him changed dramatically. A large lake was surrounded by mountains, with vast waters, and the color of Debi stretched from day to day. Even Cheng Sanwu was shocked to see such scenery.

"There is no mistake, this is Tianchi."

Mr. Changqing arrived on the snow, looked into the distance, and sighed: "The eight peaks are the town, and the lake is like jade. It is really a majestic landscape and a profound atmosphere. It can be called the great cardinal of the Tianshan Mountains! It is so beautiful. I have never heard of it before. It’s just that I’m short-sighted.”

Su Wangting and Afu came later, and they were also awed by the scenery of Tianchi.

"There is nothing better than this." Su Wangting sighed deeply, as if his martial arts cultivation, which had been delayed for many years, had improved at this moment.

Afu stared at a smoky place on the bank of Tianchi, and asked, "Is this the place where the enchantment is activated?"

Mr. Changqing didn't hesitate, and sat down cross-legged in the wind and snow. Seeing him concentrating for a moment, he stood up and said, "That's right here! I can sense that the enchantment hub is located at the bottom of the lake, constantly transforming the earth's energy into use!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry down and break the barrier, find out that false leader, and chop him up!" Cheng Sanwu shrugged his shoulders and neck, impatiently.

"Old Cheng, don't be in a hurry." Su Wangting looked at Mr. Changqing, and said, "I heard what Mr. said on the way, there may be a black dragon occupying this Tianchi Lake, is this true?"

Mr. Changqing hesitated a little: "This is Zhou Lianshi's guess. I can't be sure about the specific situation. But now it seems that there may not be a black dragon here."

"Why did you say that?" Afu asked.

Mr. Changqing raised his hand and pointed to Tianchi: "In addition to relying on the energy of the earth, the operation of the enchantment also requires a lot of ritual arrangements. Dragons are naturally difficult to tame, and they cannot tolerate others disturbing the lair."

"Can't it be that monster who subdued the black dragon and forced it to work for him?" Afu questioned.

Mr. Changqing turned his face slowly, instead of sneering like in the past, he replied calmly: "If that's the case, I suggest leaving here now, immediately, immediately."

Afu smiled and said nothing more.But Su Wangting listened, and asked earnestly: "I and other ordinary people have never seen a real dragon, so it takes a lot of mana to subdue the black dragon?"

Mr. Changqing became serious: "More than 100 years ago, there was a Jiaolong who made waves in the Pengze area and recruited monsters. It caused great disasters and no one could stop it. In the end, it was Mr. Hong Ya who shot the stick and broke the river. , fought fiercely with that flood dragon, and finally subdued it."

"Mr. Hong Ya?" Su Wangting was slightly surprised: "Could it be the Qingcheng Immortal who was conferred by the previous dynasty?"

"Exactly."

Taoism has always regarded immortality and ascension to immortality as its sect, and is therefore sought after by ancient and modern emperors.However, the matter of immortals has always been mysterious and unpredictable, not to mention the official history books, and the legends of fairy tales are often embellished, so it is inevitable that they are fictitious and absurd.

People in the world may have heard about immortals, but rarely seen them, and it is inevitable that they will be complicated.Especially for those with a little more knowledge, most of them are regarded as gods, except for those who are reclusive and comprehensible, more of them belong to quack warlocks, relying on several tricks to deceive money and sex.

But even so, there are still masters in the Taoist sect who have supernatural powers and are regarded by the world as immortals, and Mr. Qingcheng Immortal Hongya is one of them.

"Who is that?" Cheng Sanwu asked.

"Haven't you even heard of the name of Qingcheng Immortal?" Mr. Changqing showed disdain.

"Why should I have heard of it?" Cheng Sanwu didn't show weakness in the slightest.

Su Wangting explained: "Mr. Hong Ya was a master of Taoism more than a hundred years ago. The Taizu of this dynasty also issued a decree to invite him to be promoted to a noble. It is a pity that Mr. Hong Ya does not want to enter the court. The dragon never sees the end. It is said that he appeared in Jingchu decades ago, but the court has been unable to find him, so he is believed to have attained the Tao and become a fairy."

"What are you pretending to be? Isn't it still the trick of a charlatan? I guess one day I will fall down when I go out and rot in the stinky ditch without anyone knowing." Cheng Sanwu laughed.

"Unbelievably stupid!" Mr. Changqing couldn't listen anymore. For nearly 200 years, the expert who was regarded as the most likely to attain immortality, was so unbearable in Cheng Sanwu's mouth, it was really disgusting.

And the big red horse behind Cheng Sanwu neighed a few times, seeming quite cheerful.

"Even if there is no black dragon to help the monster, there are other monsters." Su Wangting reminded.

"Come one to kill one, come two to kill one pair." Cheng Sanwu said without fear, "And that false leader is also flesh and blood, so he can still be hacked to death with a knife."

"Wait until you can get close to him before talking big." Mr. Changqing sneered.

"To deal with magicians, you don't have to fight at close quarters." Qi Zhiyi came at this time, and he said with a smile: "Before this time, Daoist Shang led a group of disciples to bless bows and arrows with spells. We used these spells frequently in the past Magic arrows deal with troublesome warlocks and demons, and they specialize in breaking body protection spells."

Cheng Sanwu said worriedly: "I have also tried those magic arrows, I'm afraid they may not be able to hurt that false leader."

Qi Zhiyi directly punched him in the chest: "So it's up to you to unleash the powerful aura and break the opponent's protective spell in one fell swoop."

Cheng Sanwu just nodded heavily when he heard the words, and didn't say much else.

"Compared with the protective spell, I am more worried about this enchantment." Mr. Changqing looked at Tianchi: "That monster can activate such a vast enchantment, I am afraid that it will not only be able to suppress pagan spells, but may also be harmful to himself. More help."

Mr. Changqing was restless. With his cultivation base, he was not good enough to break this kind of barrier with spells, even if he came to Tianchi, it would be useless.

"Killing the enemy and breaking the formation is usually the same thing." Qi Zhiyi looked to the northwest and said with a smile, "Look, the person who broke the formation for us is here."

Everyone cast their gazes together, and saw a monk in gray, green and short brown walking along the snow-covered ridge.

This monk is tall, with clasped hands, walking barefoot, trousers rolled up to his knees, even in the windy and frosty high mountains, he still looks like a farmer in the field, not at all like those who have been enshrined for a long time and are greedy for pleasure fake monk.

Moreover, this barefoot monk was extremely fast, his steps were not too fast or slow, and he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, looking like he was reciting Buddhist scriptures silently, but he came in front of everyone in a blink of an eye, which was obviously not an ordinary light work.

"Greetings to General Qi."

The barefoot monk took the initiative to come forward to pay respects. Even though his tone was deliberately gentle, he still couldn't hide his loudness. Moreover, his angry face and twisted muscles were like the statues of heavenly kings in Buddhist temples. It's about to start killing in a moment.

Qi Zhiyi nodded slightly to indicate: "I haven't asked the Master's Dharma name yet."

"Little Monk Yanding, come here at the order of the abbot." The barefoot monk bowed slightly.

Qi Zhiyi asked again: "Master Shanzhi also came near the Tianchi Lake?"

Yan Ding stretched out his hand to indicate a mountain top with less snow and gentle terrain in the northwest: "The host has arrived there, and we will send disciples to chant scriptures and mantras around Tianchi according to the previous arrangement, so as to shake the enchantment of outsiders."

"Okay!" Qi Zhiyi clapped his hands with high fighting spirit: "Everyone, get ready, so that we can put down the demons with one effort!"

……

Qi Daduhu was riding on horseback, his eyes were piercing, and he was silent. He looked at the camp in the distance, where the roar of killing was shaking and the flames were burning. After breaking through a large section of the village wall, seven or eight iron spears pierced the carapace and penetrated deeply into the body. The blood of the demons merged into a stream, dyeing the river beach below scarlet.

"Report to the Imperial Guard! The enemy's stronghold has been captured, and the remnants of the enemy army have scattered and fled into the nearby forest!" A school lieutenant rushed over on horseback and hurriedly reported the battle situation. He also held a copper staff with eagle wings in his hand, and hurriedly presented it: "The humble officer seized this item in the hands of the enemy, please take care of it!"

Chief Protector of Qi did not take the initiative to extend his hand, but was taken by the stout Daoist Shang, who looked at it for a moment and said: "From the shape and structure, it should be a Zoroastrian instrument. And this thing is unusual, it can't be It is in the hands of ordinary churchgoers."

"Who did you seize it from?" Qi Dahu asked.

The captain replied: "It's a few tribal leaders. They are not very capable. When our army invaded the village, they were still fighting for this thing."

"Contest?" Qi Dahu waved his hand and said: "I will pass on the order to find a Hu merchant named Kang Fudi, and if he can capture him, he will be captured. If he resists in a corner, he will be killed immediately."

"Yes!" The captain rode away immediately.

A Sima who joined the army next to him was puzzled: "General Protector, Kang Fudi secretly sent someone a letter earlier, saying that he is sincere and intends to cooperate with the outside world. But why has it been so long since he made a move?"

"Didn't you see? The enemy's camp is in chaos first." Qi Dadu looked at the eagle-winged copper staff: "I didn't expect Kang Fudi very much at first, but now it seems that either the incident happened in the east, or the internal strife took the lead. .”

"They are a group of old, weak and remnant soldiers. It is not unusual for them to have this result in the face of the army led by the general guard." Joining the army Sima said.

"You come to clean up the battlefield and chase after the remnants. I will lead the troops directly to Tianchi." After Qi Dahu said this, he raised an iron spear that was stuck upside down on the ground and was more than ten feet long. Hundreds of cavalry followed closely behind. Ride the horse and fly away.

"The guardian must be careful." Joining the army Sima Chashou watched, and then he looked at the corpse of the dragon diving in the sand, and couldn't help sighing: "As expected of the guardian, the iron spear thrown with bare hands can easily penetrate the monster's body." Hard carapace."

"First, the cinnabar is smelted into silver, and then the iron hook is smelted to add the mixture, and the air of the northwest dry sky is used to bless it seven to seven times 49 times. Of course, this kind of hundred-refined gun can severely injure demons." Daoist Shang used a white cloth full of spells Wrapped the eagle-winged copper rod, and said: "You remember to ask people to take back those iron spears, I don't want to bother to forge it anymore."

"What are you going to do, Daoist Shang?" Seeing that the other party was in a hurry, Sima, who joined the army, asked hastily.

"The guardian of the general is rushing to Tianchi, how can I just sit and watch? The monster doesn't know what else he can do, so I will rush to help." Shang Daozhang carried a broad-bladed epee on his back, and tied up the sleeves of his robe. In appearance, compared with Taoist masters, he is more like a green forest hero walking in the rivers and lakes.

Without waiting for the Sima who joined the army to say more, Shang Daochang got on his horse and galloped away.

……

"Throwing a gun with bare hands, directly crucifying the submerged sand dragon, is truly terrifying."

Antty rubbed his temples, and waved his hand to remove the image in the mirror: "Kang Fudi, seeing that the situation is not good, immediately sent someone to secretly contact Qi Jingyang to seek a way out. These profiteers really can't trust any of them."

Although he was in the Tianchi Shrine, Ankati could still grasp the external situation.On the one hand, Kang Fudi contacted the Dadu Protectorate, and on the other hand, he provoked Shi Tuojie to deal with Guo Lizhen, causing the soldiers and horses originally arranged at the foot of the mountain to be defeated in an instant, and were killed by Qi Jingyang's men.

Seeing that the situation was taking a turn for the worse, Ankuti hurriedly cast a spell to summon the dragon that had submerged in the sand and forced it to reappear, hoping to hold it back for a while.

However, the result was disappointing, Qiansha Dilong was still killed on the spot by that Qi Dadu who threw a spear and threw a gun. There was no trick at all, and it was all based on real and tyrannical force.

"The inner strength is condensed into a stellar energy. The Central Plains is not limited to spells, and the inheritance of martial arts is as deep as the abyss." An Quti stood up, moved his stiff waist and shoulders, and then posed various strange and twisted postures on the ground , I can't wait to twist my body and limbs into a ball.

"Oh, I haven't practiced it for many years, it's wasted." An Quti stood up and said with emotion: "The three chakras and seven chakras of Tianzhu and the profound meanings of yoga can be regarded as profound and exquisite, but it's still the same sentence, these kinds of methods often need to spend a lifetime to practice and study , by the time I started studying, it was already not suitable."

Ankhuti's learning is mixed, which naturally has advantages and disadvantages.The advantage is that he has endless ways to fight against the enemy. Although he admits that the general of Qi Dahu has extraordinary martial arts skills, he still has ways to deal with it.

As for the disadvantages, An Quti recalled a certain expert he met when he was traveling in the Central Plains. He pointed out to his face that "the foundation is not pure, and the achievements in the future will be limited after all, and it is difficult to make further progress."

At first Angry Ti was still not convinced, but after being exposed to Taoist immortals, he had to admit the result after several years of practice.

"You can't chew too much, regret it now?" Antty smiled wryly and laughed at himself.

Having said that, Antty was still very confident in his plan. Looking up, the star orbiter was hanging in the center of the dome of the mirror hall, slowly rotating. Gathering the power of the stars, preparing for the final step of the transformation ceremony.

"Huh? It's finally here."

Sensing the subtle movement outside the shrine, Antty lowered his head with his hands behind his back, and murmured in the language of his hometown: "Maybe this is the test of fate? Is it impossible to escape judgment by hiding in the shadows?" Taken. I wonder if my soul is lighter or heavier than a feather when it is placed on the balance?"

But this kind of thought was destroyed by Ankyouti himself in an instant. He held his head high, looked up at the star trails, and then said in Chinese: "Hmph! The thoughts of a fool! Life and death are never controlled by the sky, the way ahead is determined Ming, whoever stands in my way... dies!"

With his mind set, Antty stepped forward with great momentum, and he went straight to the gate of the shrine. The stone gate seemed to sense strong oppression, and it groaned in pain, and suddenly opened to both sides.

The strong wind was blowing to the face, sweeping away the smoke and dust, but I saw a person standing alone with a knife, as towering as a Chonggang, more male than a majestic mound, it was Cheng Sanwu.

"You finally came out." Cheng Sanwu took the initiative to say, "Are you going to kill yourself, or let us take your life?"

(End of this chapter)