Bone Taoist

Chapter 725 Capture
Han Kan's eyes were gloomy, and he paused for a moment to think.

Then, he said with a stiff smile: "Junior brother, please don't frame me."

The relationship between Ye Zang and him was not that good. There had been some conflicts between them during the previous battle between the bishops. Han Kan was very curious why Ye Zang would ask him for help. Although his Taoist skills were indeed very good at concealment, with Ye Zang's magical powers, it was not a difficult task for him to capture Feng Xi Tianjun.

Ye Zang concentrated his mind and said calmly, "How could it be false? Although the woman's soul is strong now, it won't be long before she is exhausted. With your magical powers and Taoism, it should be easy for you to capture that woman without being discovered by others."

Han Kan seemed to be thinking about something, and glanced at Feng Xi Tianjun who was controlling the formation and fighting with countless cultivators in the distance under the cold moon.

A trace of fatigue gradually appeared on her face, and it was obvious that she was not as vigorous as she was three days ago.

"May I ask, Junior Brother, how can you be sure of gaining the upper hand in the spiritual path?" Han Kan asked casually.

He was very cautious with Ye Zang, who did not have a good reputation among the foreign disciples. Not long ago, he caused the Demonic Land Unrest in the Blood God Forest and killed countless Dongsheng monks. It can be said that the emergence of this secret treasure of Hedao was closely related to Ye Zang. He was very wary of Ye Zang now, after all, the two were competitors for the power of the bishop.

Ye Zang smiled calmly, and with a flick of his finger, the lotus petals of Ziwei Yuanjun appeared in his chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing this, Han Kan was stunned and looked at the Han family disciples around him.

He naturally knew what this thing was. It was the lotus petal of the owner of the secret treasure of this world. With the help of this kind of spiritual power, there was almost no obstacle to step into the spiritual path. Ye Zang was now equivalent to holding half of the creation of the Hedao in his hands.

For some unknown reason, this divine object actually fell into the hands of Junior Brother Ye. Possessing this object was equivalent to having one foot into the gate of Taixu. The Han family disciples showed envious expressions, but no one dared to take the object. The leader Ye in front of them was also a ruthless man who killed people without blinking an eye, and they, the disciples of the Divine Religion, knew it best.

Han Kan's eyes trembled slightly, he took a deep breath, looked at Ye Zang Lingran and said: "Junior Brother Ye, why don't you go by yourself?"

"Junior brother, you still have to break the other positive stars of the formation, so you are not free yet. The woman's body is a spiritual object, and it is also a rare opportunity. It will be of great use to me. Can you help me with this matter, please?"

After listening to Ye Zang's words, Han Kan's doubts were dispelled a lot.

He paused, then responded, "Okay, I'll take this on. Junior brother, go and break the formation without worry. With me here, that woman will definitely not fall into the hands of others."

"With your words, I feel relieved." Ye Zang smiled with his eyes narrowed.

As he said that, he used a method of escape and headed for the star positions of other formations.

After Ye Zang left, several Han disciples discussed with frowns on their faces.

"Brother, what is Ye Zang'an's intention?"

"We in the Falling Star Sea have never had any contact with Langya Palace. Why would Ye Zang come looking for us?"

"Let's not talk about this matter anymore. This opportunity of spiritual path cannot be missed."

Han Kan listened to them in silence, looking at the direction where Ye Zang disappeared. After a while, he said, "Capture that woman first. Ye Zang is carrying the lotus petals of Ziwei Yuanjun. He can get the upper hand wherever he wants to go."

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Seven days passed quickly, and the Hedao Secret Treasure was completely dark, except for the 100,000-li area of ​​Qingling Fairy City, which was filled with bright starlight.
The Ziwei formation in the sky trembled slightly, and countless restrictions emerged.

At this moment, one could already see eleven ethereal spiritual paths emerging, reaching out to the sky. Within those spiritual paths, there was an intoxicating divine light that made one's soul seem to be ascending, illuminating an area of ​​100,000 miles in radius.

Everyone could already see the lotus throne that was dormant in the formation.

The jasper is flawless, as if it were carved from a beautiful jade. It appears and disappears under the cold moon of Juntian, like a mirage that can disappear at any time.

The eleven lotus petals swayed, exuding an astonishing spiritual power. The spiritual consciousness was like ripples in the sea, causing huge waves and continuously spreading, causing the realm space to shake violently.

The silver-white lotus seat swayed, but this perfect lotus seat was missing a petal in the due south.

At the same time, in the middle of the formation, Feng Xi had disheveled hair and blood at the corner of his mouth.

She looked around at those foreign monks with sharp eyes and ferocious looks. They looked at her with playful smiles in their eyes.

Ten days have passed since Ye Zang and his men broke into the formation.

She had resisted the invasion of the monks without a moment's rest. Although her physical energy was nourished by the ancient divine spring and was extremely powerful, her soul seemed to have reached its limit. Her eyes, like the sky's gold and stone, were gleaming, and her eyelids were like they were filled with mercury, and she could hardly lift them.

"I thought you were something else, but it turns out you are just a clay doll." A monk who had cultivated the Dharma Eye saw through Feng Xi and said sternly.

"Legend has it that Ziwei Yuanjun once created humans out of magical mud, imitating the ancient goddess Nuwa. Could it be that you are the magical mud spirit baby she created?" asked an old man, stroking his beard.

"Look carefully at her eyes. Is it the legendary spiritual treasure, the Heavenly Gold Stone?" A cultivator looked carefully and said. The Heavenly Gold Stone is an ancient magical object. Even if a cultivator has not cultivated the Dharma Eye, as long as he refines the Heavenly Gold Stone and illuminates his spiritual eyes, he can gain the same power as the Heavenly Dharma Eye, break through the restrictions, and see through thousands of feet in just a moment.

"It's more than just the Heavenly Gold Stone. You can sense the majestic life force in her body. It seems to be the breath of the ancient divine spring!"

"If I refine this, my cultivation level will soar to the sky."

"Fool, this girl is already spiritual, wouldn't it be a waste of talent if we refine her?"

"Use your divine sense to erase her memory and cleanse it again. Maybe she can be promoted to a great Dao instrument in the future!"

Feng Xi's face was as cold as ice, her silver hair was fluttering in the wind, and her body was limply lying under the cold moon star.

She had consumed too much of her spiritual energy and was almost unable to speak.

She felt her vision beginning to blur, the world was spinning, and her mind was extremely tired, as if she was about to fall asleep.

After so many days of non-stop control of the formation, it has already reached its limit.

Although she also killed quite a few cultivators, there were too many of them. To be able to have their souls leave their bodies and come to the Hedao secret treasure house, how could these disciples and cultivators be weak in Taoism?

"My fellow monks, how do you plan to deal with this woman?" a monk asked loudly.

"Don't kill each other for this girl. The creation of Hedao has not yet been fully opened." Someone reminded.

The monks around him all had their own agenda and remained silent, but no one was the first to speak out.

The greatest opportunity within the secret treasure now is the creation of the Dao. No one would take action at this moment to arouse public anger and be besieged by everyone.

"Why not imprison this woman's soul for the time being, and then auction her off at a later date using the Qianjin Yibaohui method, and the highest bidder will win. How do you think?"

A disciple from the Taihua School came out at this time and said.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other and no one spoke for a while, as if they agreed with this idea.

"My name is Nangong Yu, and I am the chief of Taihua Sect. This time, the secret treasure of Hedao has been revealed. The treasure boat of our Taihua Sect is parked outside the God and Demon Rift Valley. If you trust me, I will come to collect this girl and auction her off on the treasure boat later."

Nangong Yu continued. Everyone was silent, and seemed to agree with this method. Seeing this, Nangong Yu narrowed his eyes, and with one hand, a light yellow Qiankun bag emerged. This Qiankun bag can collect ownerless spiritual consciousness. Nangong Yu came to the Hedao Secret Treasure to capture some spiritual creatures and bring them back. Unexpectedly, he caught a "big fish" this time.

He walked towards Feng Xi step by step. The latter looked up at him tiredly, her body trembling slightly.

“Fairy, I’m sorry to bother you to stay in there for a while.” Nangong Yu said with a smile.

Feng Xi gritted her teeth, and suddenly used all her strength to bend her fingers and circle them. Her eyes burst into a dazzling golden light.

"Be careful, she wants to destroy her own body!" a strange monk said immediately.

At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the space boundary beside Feng Xi, and a blinding black fog instantly enveloped him. For a moment, the Taoist who was close to him seemed to be blind, and even the Dharma Eye could not see through it.

Han Kan, his whole body wrapped in black mist, stepped out. The restrictions in his soul were rippling, and his hand filled with black mist pressed on Feng Xi's spiritual orifice.

The latter's beautiful eyes widened, and she was stunned on the spot. She felt her soul being invaded by a cold breath, and she fainted instantly.

Without saying a word, Han Kan immediately dragged Feng Xi's Taoist body and disappeared into the crack of the chaotic realm without a trace.

It took less than half a breath from the time he appeared to the time he took Feng Xi away.

No one present reacted in time. They only saw a pitch-black fog passing by, and Feng Xi disappeared on the spot.

"Who, who did it!" Nangong Yu widened his eyes and looked around. Feng Xi Tianjun disappeared a few feet in front of him, which made Nangong Yu unbelievable.

The monks present were suddenly in an uproar, and they all looked around with their eyes wide open in astonishment.

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At the same time, in the northeast direction of the Ziwei Formation, Han Kan flew in the chaotic space in a few breaths, as fast as lightning, and had already arrived here.

Now there is no one controlling the Ziwei Formation, and there is no threat of killing restrictions at all. All cultivators can come and go freely, fly all over the sky, and look for opportunities for fortune in various small stars.

There was still one last line of the formation that had not been broken, so Ziwei Yuanjun's Lotus Flower had not fully manifested.
Ye Zang and Taichu Shengzi and others gathered here and searched everywhere.

Han Kan had an expressionless face as he flew all the way with Feng Xi. They found Ye Zang on a small star and immediately flew away.

"Junior brother."

Han Kan controlled the black mist and fell from the sky, throwing the unconscious Feng Xi directly to the ground.

Ye Zang raised his eyebrows and looked around.

This Senior Brother Han is quite capable. If Ye Zang goes to snatch this girl away, it will cause a huge commotion. It seems that it is right to find him.

"Brother, good trick." Ye Zang smiled.

Immediately, Ye Zang's magical eyes pierced through Feng Xi Tianjun's Taoist body.

The breath of the moon and the sun enveloped Feng Xi, taking a close look at every restriction in every corner of his body.

The technique of this Ziwei Yuanjun in sculpting people out of clay is extremely exquisite. Every inch of meridians and bones are as lifelike as those of a living person.

Ye Zang, the observer, then pointed a finger at the spiritual orifice on Feng Xi's forehead and imprisoned her soul with his spiritual consciousness.

The latter's body gradually shrank and turned into a snow-white clay doll, only the size of a palm. It still looked divine, and the sky gold stone at its eyes was still glowing with gilded light, with astonishing aura.

After adding several restrictions to her soul, Ye Zang put it into his sleeves.

"Junior brother, it's time for you to fulfill your promise." Han Kan put his hands behind his back and said with a slightly gloomy look in his eyes.

Ye Zang smiled, then bent his fingers and used his spiritual sense to draw out a wisp of Ziwei Yuanjun's spiritual power from the petals of the Hedao lotus, and then shot it towards Han Kan.

"This is a breath of Ziwei Yuanjun's original soul. Although it cannot allow Senior Brother to directly reach the end of the Hedao Spiritual Road, it is enough to help Senior Brother avoid many forbidden killing formations."

The spiritual consciousness contained in this breath of primordial spirit is as vast as the ocean, filled with a cool feeling that makes people tremble in the soul.

Han Kan's eyes sparkled, and he flicked his sleeves to collect the spirit energy and said, "That's enough!"

He did not linger for long, because the twelve spiritual paths were about to be fully manifested, and at that moment, creation would begin.

He flew towards the Ju Men star at a high speed, waiting for the dark spiritual path to open completely.

At the same time, Qin Xijun and Princess Jianjia also flew over.

Qin Xijun and others have discovered the last eye of the formation, which is the main position of the star Tan Lang.

"Do you want to break it now?" Qin Xijun flew over and asked.

Ye Zang thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Leave this position to me, and you all go to other Hedao spiritual paths. The opportunity cannot be lost."

Ye Zang took the opportunity to share a wisp of spiritual energy from the lotus petals with them.

Although they are not the spiritual consciousness in the same lotus petals, they are all the methods cultivated by Ziwei Yuanjun, which are in line with her destiny. They are enough to avoid the restrictions on the spiritual path and can be dealt with easily.

"Okay!" Taichu Holy Son Jian Fourteen and others responded, then turned around and flew away.

Ye Zang is going to the main position of Tianxiang Star.

What was missing was the lotus petal in his hand. The fortune of this spiritual road had already definitely belonged to Ye Zang, so he was not in a hurry at all.

As long as he uses the lotus petal in his hand, he can travel freely on that spiritual path, and no restrictions can stop him.

Thinking of this, Ye Zang held the chaotic array pattern in his hand, stretched it out for thousands of feet, and pressed his palm on the last positive star, the position of Tan Lang.

boom!
In an instant, countless starlight burst out from there, and the sound of a great demon's roar seemed to ring in everyone's ears, and a spiritual path leading to the sky gradually evolved.

As the last eye of the Ziwei Formation was broken, the magical power of the formation completely disappeared.

The cold moon of Juntian filled the sky, and the light appeared after the clouds and mist parted. A lotus seat with eleven swaying lotus petals emerged, looking extremely solid.

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(End of this chapter)