Fu Shifeng

Chapter 309 Hengyue Danque

It is late autumn, and the Xiangheng area is no longer hot and hot in summer. The sky is high and the air is crisp, making it suitable for long trips.

Cheng Sanwu only took Qin Wangshu with him, and Yang Wujiu personally led the way. There were dozens of followers carrying generous gifts, and they left Hengyang City and headed north.

There are many Taoist and Buddhist temples in the Hengshan area of ​​Nanyue. They are incense believers and often fight with each other. However, in Cheng Sanwu's view, these monks and Taoists are just laymen and there is no outstanding person.

Climbing along the mountain trails built by the predecessors, you can see the distant mountains are as dark as black, the green pines are as ink, and the red maples are as bright as fire. The green mountains are dotted with golden ocher and red. What's more, the blue sky is like washing, and the white clouds are like catkins. With a happy heart, I can't help but climb high and roar.

There was a long roar, the forest shook, the mountains echoed, and the birds were frightened and flew away.

Yang Wujiu and others all retreated to a distance with horrified expressions on their faces. They even had to cover their faces with their sleeves and arms to prevent the strong wind from blowing on their faces and making them unable to breathe.

As the roar gradually subsided, Cheng Sanwu raised his head and looked at the sky. A large hole was vaguely visible in the thin clouds at very high altitudes, which was blown away by his roar just now.

After the air around him returned to calm, Yang Wujiu stepped forward and said, "Jun Zhaoyang, we are going into the mountain to meet the immortals, so we should be respectful and steady. If we roar like this, we may offend the immortals."

"Are you scared?" Cheng Sanwu turned around with his arms akimbo, not caring at all: "I heard in the past that long roaring was a method used by ancient qi practitioners to guide qi. I did this just to express my admiration. , after all, who wouldn’t be happy with cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal?”

Yang Wujiu had no choice but to smile bitterly. In fact, he knew very well that what Wu Zhenren practiced was probably not a serious Taoist method. Even if it was Fangzhongshu, there was no need to sacrifice dozens of virgins every year.

"How far is it from the Immortal Cave?" Cheng Sanwu looked into the distance.

"If we walk faster, we'll be there in half an hour." Yang Wujiu said, "Of course, with Lord Zhaoyang's lightness skills, it won't take more than a moment. But we still have the gifts here, so we can't walk fast. .”

At this time, there were dozens of strong men standing by, carrying large and small bamboo baskets on their shoulders, filled with all kinds of rare treasures.

"Let them walk slowly behind." Cheng Sanwu waved his hand, seeming to be very interested: "I see the scenery on the top of the mountain is pretty good, you lead the way!"

Yang Wujiu didn't want to disobey, so he had to give a few instructions to the attendant who was carrying the burden, and then continued climbing with Cheng Sanwu and Qin Wangshu.

"By the way, there's one thing I didn't understand."

On the way, Cheng Sanwu suddenly said: "You said you were enlightened by an immortal, but why did you later become the master of Zhu Rong Mansion?"

Yang Wujiu was slightly startled when he heard this, and replied: "To be honest with Mr. Zhaoyang, when I came to Hengyang, the Zhurong Mansion had already existed. But at that time, the Zhurong Mansion was in a smoky atmosphere. The temple minister used the name of the Great God Zhurong to blackmail the people wantonly and bully men and women. , collude with the evil party. If you don’t obey, you will let evil spirits cause trouble. I received the guidance of the immortal and personally punished the evil spirits and eliminated evil spirits to rectify the atmosphere."

"Oh? I really didn't expect Palace Master Yang to have such an experience." Cheng Sanwu's tone did not sound like a compliment.

Yang Wujiu took it indifferently: "The witchcraft is strong in Xiaoxiang, and the people suffer deeply from it. Seeing this injustice, we, the chivalrous people, should draw our swords to eliminate the harm. As for becoming the Lord of Zhurong Palace, I am just a fellow warrior. Recommend with local talents.”

"You're good at drawing your sword to eliminate harm!" Cheng Sanwu clapped his hands and said with a smile: "If such a thing happens to me, I will draw my sword as well!"

Yang Wu Jiu responded with a smile. He heard that the other party was targeting him intentionally, but he did not dare to attack arbitrarily.

While the two were talking, Yang Wujiu also noticed that the woman next to Cheng Sanwu had been secretly staring at him with evil intentions, but he was too lazy to care too much. The first priority now was to hand over Cheng Sanwu to Wu Zhenren. .

Seeing that they were near Zhurong Peak, Yang Wujiu said to Cheng Sanwu: "Jun Zhaoyang, the entrance to the Immortal Cave is right in front of you, please be a little more restrained. In addition, the Immortal Cave is not welcoming anyone else, please Zhaoyang Jun alone. Come."

Cheng Sanwu waved to Qin Wangshu and told her to wait where she was, and then followed Yang Wujiu to a stone Taoist temple. The house was short and the main hall dedicated to the Heavenly Lord was almost as cramped as a rural shrine.

"Please Zhaoyang Jun, please light the incense." Yang Wujiu personally lit the incense stick, handed it to the other party, and then stepped aside.

Cheng Sanwu did not refuse. He came to the door of the main hall and looked at the blurry stone statue of Tianzun inside. Without saying a word, three sticks of incense were inserted into the bronze tripod in front of the door.

The incense burns slowly, but the moment it is inserted, the smoke rises sharply, ripples and spreads, covering Cheng Sanwu's whole body, blocking his vision, as if falling into five miles of fog, making it difficult to distinguish his direction. Even as far as his mind can see, there is only a chaos of energy. It seems that It trapped Cheng Sanwu in the turbulence.

From Yang Wujiu's perspective, Cheng Sanwu was shrouded in smoke for a moment, and his figure disappeared. He has been taken to another place by Wu Zhenren's magic. There must be a dangerous and desperate situation from which it is difficult to escape.

Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Wujiu didn't dare to stay for a long time. Anyway, he had already done what he wanted to do, and it was not his turn to interfere in such a big matter as Cheng Sanwu.

As he hurried down the mountain, a sudden smell of blood made Yang Wujiu wary. Not far away, he saw that all his followers who were carrying the burden were dead. Their bodies were lying in a pool of blood. Almost all of them were killed by the ruthless move of sealing the throat with a sword.

Yang Wujiu stood still and stared at Qin Wangshu who was wiping the blade of his sword with a dead man's clothes with a gloomy expression.

"Why did you kill my people?" Yang Wu Jiu asked.

"Do people like you care about your subordinates being killed?" Qin Wangshu's tone was cold, and he kicked the corpse away casually, rolling it down the hillside until it was bloody and bloody.

Yang Wujiu really didn't care. He thought about what the rebel Zhao Pi had said before, and immediately asked, "Are you the orphan of Anxing Village in Jiangling?"

"Do you still remember? Very good." Qin Wangshu was full of energy, and his murderous intention was directed at Yang Wujiu: "Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its own owner. Today I want you to pay with blood!"

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The blurring smoke lasted for a long time, but the chaos around him gradually subsided. Cheng Sanwu calmly took a step forward, waved his hand to push away the fog, and found himself in a dense bamboo forest. The sky was dim and the surroundings were gloomy.

"Array enchantment?"

Cheng Sanwu saw at a glance that he had been dragged into a mysterious and profound formation barrier. The surrounding scenery was unpredictable and could not be discerned with just the five senses, and his spiritual senses were just like real objects.

In other words, the person who sets up the formation and casts the spell has a deep understanding of the wonders of Qi transforming all things, and condenses clouds and Qi to transform this bamboo forest. Even if the bamboos are really chopped down, they will not immediately dissipate into nothingness.

This kind of ability, which can be called the creation of pottery shapes, is rare in the world. Especially doing this with the help of the formation barrier made Cheng Sanwu couldn't help but compare with An Quti.

In terms of proficiency, it's really hard to distinguish between high and low for a while. Anquti obviously focuses on the movement of qi, and the barrier is overwhelming, which can prohibit all laws. The formation barrier at the moment is formed by condensation, forming another realm in a square inch, with all kinds of objects.

"At least Yang Wu Jiu is right. With such ability, one can indeed be called an immortal." Cheng Sanwu walked with his hands behind his back, waiting for the opponent to take action.

After walking for a while, the surrounding bamboo forest changed unpredictably. It seemed like it was wandering in place, or it seemed like it was trapped in a maze of confusing directions.

"I'm afraid you can't stop me just by relying on the maze formation." As Cheng Sanwu spoke, invisible divine blades slashed out from all directions, breaking bamboos and trees, and in the blink of an eye, large areas overturned, like the wind blowing through the grass.

Between the fallen bamboo trees, there is faint smoke floating around. It seems ordinary, but it contains the five poisonous gases that invade the human body. There are faint shapes of snakes and insects wrapped around the limbs.

With a cold snort, the flaming wind howled and spread all over the body, burning out the five poisonous snakes and insects in one fell swoop.

The blazing flames spread outward with Cheng Sanwu as the center, destroying everything they encountered, and the bamboo forest turned into scorched earth in a blink of an eye.

The bamboo forest was destroyed, and the array scenery also changed. Fierce flames flew into the sky, turning into thousands of fire crows, circling and gathering, roaring down violently.

"Playing with fire in front of me?"

Cheng Sanwu smiled instead of being angry, flipping his hands and trying to capture the flames in the sky for his own use.

However, the moment he took action, he realized that thousands of fire crows could not sense it, and his own Liuhe zhenqi was unable to control the Qi of the surrounding heaven and earth.

At the moment of surprise, millions of fire crows quickly swamped Cheng Sanwu's figure, triggering successive explosions that did not allow him to breathe at all.

But Cheng Sanwu stood still, Liuhe Zhenqi flowed up and down to eliminate the continuous explosions, and he rubbed his fingers as if he was deep in thought.

"I see."

Cheng Sanwu suddenly understood: "In the formation barrier, the weather and laws are unique and cannot be invaded by outside forces. But do you really have this ability?"

The casting of spells itself is the use of divine energy. In addition to seeing whether the energy is strong and vast, it also depends on whether the spiritual thoughts are profound and mysterious enough.

Today's Cheng Sanwu is not only powerful in body and endless in energy, but his mind and thoughts are also connected to Yin and Yang, comparable to the sun and moon shining on the earth, and cannot be obscured by haze.

When the fire crow attacked him, Cheng Sanwu sensed the pure fire contained in it and had already guessed the opponent's method.

"Nanyue Dragon Qi?"

At the same time as he asked the question, a red-haired spiritual official flew down with a steel whip in his hand and smashed it down towards Cheng Sanwu Tianling.

The power of a whip is enough to split mountains. However, only the sound of gold and iron can be heard. Cheng Sanwu pulls out the Wujin Hengdao and strikes, the aftermath is violent, and the other fire crows are instantly destroyed before they can get close.

"It's really you."

Cheng Sanwu looked into the eyes of the red-haired spiritual officer, with penetrating power that illuminated the whole world, and he came right in front of Wu Zhenren. The two seemed to be facing each other head-on.

"In Baling City, was it you who was secretly spying on us?" Cheng Sanwu's voice came out at the same time, his tone was cold and detached, not at all like being under siege by a formation.

Wu Zhenren, who was in the jade altar, was concentrating on casting spells at the moment. He seemed calm, but he was also a little frightened.

Wu Zhenren has been studying Taoism for many years. When facing the enemy, he prefers to use the power of heaven and earth to drive ghosts and spirits instead of showing up to fight head on. This is dangerous and loses his grace.

In order to deal with Cheng Sanwu, Wu Zhenren was fully prepared. In order to suppress such powerful enemies, the Hengyue Danque Formation was set up with the nine alchemy cauldrons in the jade altar as the pivot, and the dragon energy of mountains and rivers was mobilized to trap Cheng Sanwu in it, cut off his intake of external energy, and use various methods to The changes in formations consumed his Yuan Gong.

But even so, the strength displayed by Cheng Sanwu still made Wu Zhenren deeply troubled. He was even stronger than when he was in Baling. Hengyue Danque Formation is like a full leather bag, which will burst if you are not careful, forcing Wu Zhenren to continuously add magic power.

Not wanting to respond, Wu Zhenren ignored the direct gaze coming from the opposite direction and practiced the magic method. The pillars and magical objects buried in the seventy-two peaks of Nanyue were also affected. The flames were endless and formed a golden fire shield to surround the world. .

Suddenly, the golden iron city on all sides and the red flames in all directions rose up, reaching up to the sky and down to the underworld, just like a Sui man lifting fire to break through the dark world, Zhu Rong burning the wilderness and opening up the wilderness!

At this moment, all the people guarding Hengshan Mountain could see red clouds billowing in the clouds above the mountain, and a mirage-like scene appeared vaguely in the clouds. Everyone guessed that the battle between Wu Zhenren and Cheng Sanwu was getting heated. .

As for Cheng Sanwu, who was in the Hengyue Danque Formation, he had to face the power of the golden fire shield. The seventy-two peaks of Nanyue seemed to be pressing down together. Cheng Sanwu exerted his unparalleled power to carry the mountain. The muscles of the dragon and the bones of the tiger trembled inch by inch, unable to move or move.

At the same time, the red-haired spiritual official spewed fire from his seven orifices, burning and melting all things, regardless of reality or reality. Cheng Sanwu felt that his soul and body were being burned by the fire, and his skin and flesh were gradually scorched.

Faced with such an offensive, even an innate expert cannot withstand it. Although Wu Zhenren is a heretic, his magical attainments cannot be doubted.

Among the Taoist gates, "Yue" means a prison under the mountain. In addition to being a blessed place for cultivating Taoism, the sacred mountain is also a prison for suppressing ghosts, gods and demons.

Wu Zhenren sits in charge of the Jade Altar, just like an immortal who governs the cave. In addition, for many years, he has used Zhurong Mansion as a fake hand to manipulate the incense and worship in Xiangheng. He has the authority to command ghosts and spirits. Looking at ancient and modern practitioners, they are all highly accomplished people.

"it is good!"

Cheng Sanwu was suppressed by Hengyue Danque Formation and could not stand upright. At the same time, he had to endure the pain of being burned by Lihuo. Even Liu Xuantong had never experienced such torture. It can be seen that the body of Jiuyuan Shenglong is in the real world. In the face of creation, it is still far from being invincible.

"Good formation!"

But even though he was in such a sorry state, Cheng Sanwu still had some energy left to praise him. Faced with such a desperate situation, a bit of fighting spirit emerged in his already transcendent heart, which made him feel rare and relaxed. He then activated his divine power and raged up the mountains and rivers, shaking Nanyue for a while.

In the sapphire altar, Wu Zhenren's eyebrows were beating. Although he had expected Cheng Sanwu to be extremely powerful, this kind of strength that could still resist the suppression of Nanyue's dragon energy still gave him a sense of fear.

Fortunately, Wu Zhenren was fully prepared every time he faced the enemy. When he saw that the time had come, he immediately stepped into the fight, drawing in the pure Qi of the Nine Heavens. Every time he landed, there was a silent vibration that penetrated into the Hengyue Danque Formation, adding to the pressure. The power of suppression eliminated the possibility of Cheng Sanwu breaking free.

After the step was completed, Wu Zhenren separated from the void, and the twelve pregnant women moved and walked through, and all appeared in the formation, standing in the air, forming a surrounding situation.

Cheng Sanwu raised his head with difficulty and saw the twelve pregnant women with hollow eyes, frowning slightly. The talismans on their bulging abdomens shone brightly, and they could only hear a few cracking and muffled sounds as the fetuses burst out of their bellies. !

The evil baby was born, twelve mothers and sons cried together, and strange magical power poured down the ground like mercury, penetrating into every hole. Cheng Sanwu was suddenly in a trance, and his energy system was disordered.

The Hengyue Danque Formation also suddenly turned around, revealing a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with surging yellow springs covering the ankles. Thousands of undead stretched out countless skeletal ghost hands and directly dragged Cheng Sanwu into it.

(End of this chapter)