I want to embrace the moon for nine days

West coast of the Pacific Ocean, South China, Qiongzhou Province.

This place can actually be roughly regarded as an island, shaped like a snow pear.

The land area is more than 30,000 square kilometers. The temperature is relatively balanced throughout the year. It is not too hot in summer and not too cold in winter, but there is a lot of rainfall in summer and autumn.

When Yang Baifa and Meng Zhaoxuan arrived here, they encountered good weather, with clear blue sky and no clouds.

Looking up at the sky, the only color is the white traces left by passing airplanes.

When they saw a plane landing in the airport ahead, both of them showed a slightly emotional look on their faces.

After all, you can’t see such scenes in their hometown.

"If this place wasn't in the midst of a catastrophe, I would really like to travel here for a few years. I'm sure I'll see a lot of new and interesting things."

Yang Baifa walked towards the airport step by step. Although his posture was calm and he was flying at a low altitude, each step from the time he took it out to the time it landed was more than a hundred meters.

But if you have a keen eye, you will find that his steps are not random, but rhythmic, as if he is measuring the land.

Over the past ten years, the world of Wude has caught up with the best era for martial artists to practice martial arts, and quite a few fourth-level Qingwu masters have emerged.

Yang Baifa was not the first one to break through to the fourth level, but he had traveled around the world and had the most experience. When it comes to the speed of sorting out various unfamiliar Feng Shui patterns, he is the fastest.

The combination of him and Meng Zhaoxuan is similar to that of Wang Xiangqian and Xiao Shaozhen, but their efficiency is much higher.

As soon as he arrived in Qiongzhou Province, Yang Baifa had already identified the international airport ahead as the hub.

He also doesn't need more manpower to install Xuanbing chips everywhere and cooperate with others.

They just walked forward step by step, each step stepping on the rhythmic trough of the Feng Shui veins. The people around them were completely unaware of these two figures that were in harmony with Feng Shui.

And the Xuanyin spell that Yang Baifa carried with him seeped into the Feng Shui veins with every step he took, and naturally flowed along with the Feng Shui and dispersed to calculated locations.

At this time, a large group of passengers were walking out of the airport quickly.

Compared with the areas dominated by the influence of the Fuyou Beasts and the Dongyou, the cities there are almost in ruins, with chaos and destruction everywhere.

In the area controlled by the Zhiguang Divine System, some places are still able to maintain smooth operation of flights and railways, and it seems that things are much more peaceful.

But these passengers walking out of the airport gave people a very bad feeling.

Among this group of people, there are obviously men, women, young and old. They are very distant from each other and should not be familiar with each other, but they have similar temperaments and choose to wear dark-colored clothes in the warm weather in Qiongzhou.

Someone was wearing a mask and sunglasses, and the collar of his high windbreaker was completely stood up. Outsiders could not see his expression at all, but his head kept turning slightly while he walked, appearing to be very alert.

Those who were not dressed so exaggeratedly also moved their eyes around, constantly glancing at their bags and suitcases, or looking back, appearing to be neurotically sensitive.

But their sensitivity is not unfounded.

Because there are indeed people who found a bug on their body while walking and crushed it.

Someone suddenly took off his windbreaker and shook it out with all his strength, and unexpectedly many flying ants came out. They were all tamed and controlled by spells and were lurking on this person's body.

Lord Zhiguang is the god of secrets, the god of books, the god of chanting, and the recorder of all dimensions.

His divine gift and the way of practice spread by the priests, in addition to the core element of spells, the most important thing is to create secrets, seize secrets, and keep secrets.

Things that cannot be told to others easily are called secrets. Secrets are the deepest privacy.

For example, as a student, secretly poisoning the drinking water in the school office can be considered a barely acceptable secret.

But if the student's actions have already been noticed by the principal and taken advantage of, the student's own secret will be revealed.

The principal's behavior of taking advantage of the situation has become a new secret. It depends on whether he can keep it secret.

The greater the impact of the "secret", the more beneficial it will be to your own mantra practice after it is created and kept.

Therefore, within the influence range of Zhiguang, there have been no overly ostentatious large-scale wars in the past few years, but the number of vicious cases has repeatedly broken new records, increasing tenfold.

Initially, people just wanted to control the flesh and blood spores and practiced chanting as a panacea.

In order to pursue higher drug efficacy in the short term, people have to fall into this state of practicing spells in secret, and then more people will lose their sense of security.

Even if the symptoms of the flesh and blood spores in their bodies are not that serious, they have to work harder to resist those who seize the secrets, falling into a vicious cycle of degeneration.

Even now, there are still many places that maintain the appearance of work, gathering and life.

But the essence of these behaviors has become channels for them to create secrets or spy on other people's secrets.

After walking out of the airport, there were taxis waiting outside to pick up passengers.

The driver opened the car door, leaned out to ask the other party where he was going, and shouted out his price.

Meng Zhaoxuan's gaze suddenly focused on the drivers.

"Why are all these drivers' brains filled with excessive gold energy? Have they been pierced with gold needles? No, the term used here should be... liquid metal chips?"

By directly implanting the liquid gold chip in someone's brain, the efficiency of spying on secrets will naturally be much higher.

If necessary, it is also possible to influence the judgment of these people at certain delicate moments, driving them to create secrets for the people behind the scenes without knowing it.

The several cities that Yang Baifa, Meng Zhaoxuan and others had visited before were mainly dominated by the Dongyou faction, and they did not have a deep understanding of the situation under the Zhiguang faction.

Otherwise they would know that this level of technology is simply not something that the Earth can possess.

The person who can secretly spread this liquid metal chip must be a priest-level figure who descended from another dimension.

The priests of the Zhiguang lineage are neither warlike nor extravagant. They often stay in a certain area for a long time, gradually expanding their influence without the local people noticing.

It now seems that Qiongzhou Province should be the territory designated by a certain priest.

At this time, the behavior of some drivers was obviously manipulated by the priest behind the scenes, and they all suddenly looked straight at the same person.

This is a short-haired man wearing a mask, a suit and leather shoes, holding a briefcase to his chest, his eyes moving around, and his behavior and expression seem no different from other people.

However, one of the drivers suddenly raised his hand, and a white light flew out a hundred meters and stabbed the man in the suit.

Everyone was shocked.

Although homicides can be considered a secret, killing people in public is not conducive to preserving secrets, so it is relatively rare.

The man in the suit reacted quickly and quickly shrank his head.

The driver put his left hand on his chest, stuck his right hand out of the window, pointed forward, and muttered something, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

The white light passed over the head of the man in the suit, suddenly turned, made a shrill buzzing sound, and shot towards the back of his head.

It turned out that the white light was a voice-controlled flying sword, only fifteen centimeters long, made of tough material, with a smooth shape, light and sharp. It was specially designed for use with spells and had the function of voiceprint unlocking, which could not be modified after recognizing its owner.

Even if the master is only at the first level, this voice-controlled flying sword can capture the master's sound waves within a range of one kilometer, and accelerate and decelerate, change direction in the air, and slash and pierce according to the sound wave instructions of different rhythms.

Moreover, he could recite spells to constantly train the flying sword and adjust its vibration frequency, making it even sharper and more powerful when used in the future.

The man in the suit was unarmed. Even though he had practiced some spells, his body could not withstand the sharpness of the flying sword. The opponent also had the first-mover advantage and he was doomed to die.

The buzzing sound of the flying sword suddenly stopped.

Because the man in the suit placed his right hand behind his head, with his thumb and index finger pinching the tip of the sword.

The voice-controlled flying sword, which could reach a speed of 300 meters per second, was as easy to grasp in his hand as a dead leaf blown by the wind.

This was not achieved by practicing spells, but was the power that burst out from the pure energy and blood surging in the body.

Meng Zhaoxuan and Yang Baifa looked at each other.

They all saw that what was operating in that person's body seemed to be the power system of the ancient civilization on Earth.

Moreover, his blood and qi were so pure that there was not the slightest sign of alienation or symbiosis with the flesh and blood spores. This meant that this person must have already reached a very high level of cultivation when the flesh and blood spores descended ten years ago, which was why he was not afraid of erosion.

"Xia Meizhen, a member of the Asia-Pacific Special Investigation Division and Li Zhifei's assistant, why did she suddenly appear here?"

The driver who was riding the flying sword got out of the taxi directly, his expression indifferent, even a little stiff, as he asked.

The man in the suit brought the flying sword in front of him, rubbed it with his fingers, and crumpled it into a ball-sized piece of scrap metal, then looked at the driver cautiously.

"Do you still need to maintain the disguise? You guys in the Specialty Department are all pretty good. I've looked through all the information."

"You are good at disguise. You control the flesh and blood of your face and use a mask made of advanced materials. You can hide from most detection methods. I look at you with the eyes of a driver, but I can't see anything unusual."

“However, when anyone does something for a long time, they will develop a habit. In your one thousand and three disguises, although you have changed your identity, age, and gender countless times, you have actually formed a habitual disguise style.” The driver said something that should have been proud of him, but his facial features and tone were very rigid.

"We are the recorders and chanters who control all secrets. You can't hide my opinion from you."

The people around had the habit of snooping into secrets, and when they saw the conflict happening here, they were unwilling to leave. Instead, they all paid attention and watched the situation here.

But looking at such a driver, those people also felt strange, as if they had nowhere to hide, and they couldn't help but slowly retreat.

The man in the suit's eyes changed slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted again.

"Did those natives in your investigation department also participate in the incident of snatching the Jin Shen Lamp?"

This time it was not the driver who was speaking, but a voice that came roaring down from the air.

"The subordinates of Tiangong and Dongyou dared to sabotage our plan. They have their own reasons. But you guys are not as wise as Durando, and you want to take advantage of us."

"I was so blinded by greed that I didn't even think about it beforehand."

When this voice came from the sky, a large number of golden words had already appeared in the air around the man in the suit.

These characters were created because of the voices emitted by the priests in the sky, but after their creation, each character itself was still vibrating and emitting its own pronunciation.

Circles of words swirled around the man in the suit like chains.

Solemn and noisy, the rumbling and buzzing sound surrounded the man in the suit, causing the disguise on his face to break and shatter, revealing a woman's face that was holding on with gritted teeth.

Li Zhifei, the chief of the Investigation Section, was not trusted to begin with, so after taking advantage of the chaos to seize the parts of the Jinshen Lamp, he had to hand them over to his subordinates for safekeeping, and he himself was responsible for fending off more suspicion and scrutiny.

Xia Meizhen knew that staying in the Asia-Pacific region was not feasible, and she also knew that places like Shencheng and Pengcheng were run by priests, so she planned to take the Qiongzhou route and go out to sea to hide.

Africa was originally controlled by the people of the Fu Beast faction, and it was already chaotic enough. Recently, Li Zhifei received news that there were changes in the means of interference in Tianxin's will in Africa, and there might be some new chaos.

If she sneaks over there and hides, with Xia Meizhen's abilities, she should be able to delay for quite a while.

But who knew that there was also a priest in Qiongzhou?

After all, the gatherings of priests of Zhiguang's faction have never been fully attended.

These are obviously voyeurs, but they are also psychopaths who still believe in mysticism!!

After the spell arrived first, the priest's true body finally appeared in the air, crossing the blue sky and was already within five miles.

He was a thin man with yellowish eyebrows and hair, wearing a red silk shirt and black trousers.

Calculating the speed and time, he should have been ten miles away when he chanted the spell and suppressed Xia Meizhen, who was at the third level.

Being both at the fourth level, it is obvious that the secret mantra-chanting method of the Zhiguang Divine System has more advantages in attack radius than the vitality attack of a fourth-level warrior.

But when it comes to its own movement speed...

"Ok?"

The Yellow-browed Priest suddenly became alert, and the instantaneous spell stored in his mind took effect immediately.

Thousands of small regular octagonal frames formed a golden sphere, guarding the Yellow-browed Priest inside.

when! ! ! !

A silver-white long knife chopped down from behind him, breaking the spherical shield into pieces with one stroke.

But in an instant, a big bell appeared in the spherical shield.

After the big bell broke, a bunch of blue icy hands appeared, running in all directions, covering the left and right, overlapping and staggered, to block the knife.

A priest who has cultivated to the fourth level can compress the power of each spell and store it in his sea of ​​​​spirituality when chanting spells.

The total amount of storage is related to the load strength of the spiritual sea and the sophistication of the spell.

When encountering an unexpected situation, these spells stored in advance can be activated instantly, skipping the chanting process.

It is equivalent to using the speed of pure mental power to unleash the power of a complex spell.

Although the Xuantai that Meng Zhaoxuan cultivated was thanks to the ideas of Songhe Chunyang Gong provided by Su Hanshan, it showed the Gengjin attribute because it was blended with his lifelong insights.

Gold represents Shaoyin. When he moves, he breaks through obstacles with his sharpness, leaving very slight traces. He closes immediately after he penetrates. Even ordinary mental detection cannot detect any trace of his movement.

And when he attacked, this sharpness was coupled with the heavy power of gold generated from the earth.

With one slash of the silver-white long sword, thirty-seven spells were broken in an instant.

Finally, it created a deep crack on the transparent clam-shell-like protective spell and smashed it to the ground.

The Yellow-browed Priest experienced the feeling of falling from a great altitude, and all the scenery around his body suddenly turned into afterimages.

The acceleration was so fast that it even made his internal organs feel itchy.

That was because at that moment, his body was in a state of weightlessness similar to that in space, and his soft internal organs were floating slightly upwards.

But he was so skilled in chanting the mantra that even in this situation, his chanting was not disordered at all. His Adam's apple suddenly sank inwards and a short and strange mantra sound came out of his mouth.

The spells bestowed by God will actually change the body structure, because the rhythmic tones of many spells are simply impossible for ordinary bodies to produce and cannot withstand.

Like the mantra he is chanting now, it is actually a whole spell contained in it.

The moment his body touched the ground, it seemed as if he didn't feel any reaction force from the ground at all, and it blended into the soil smoothly.

Instead of drilling a hole in the ground, he let his body directly merge into the earth's material and move around freely.

This was not something that could be achieved with just his fourth-level spell, but was the combined effect of divine arts and secret spells.

This method not only avoids the reaction force of the ground, but also makes it impossible for Meng Zhaoxuan to catch up.

At that time, the Yellow-browed Priest could launch an offensive from any direction underground, completely turning the passive position into the active one and reversing the situation.

"As Hanshan reminded me, these people possess magical skills. If they use them well, the actual combat effect cannot be judged simply by their own cultivation."

It is true that Meng Zhaoxuan had not caught up yet, but he was a master of military tactics and had planned everything out. The sword he chose just now was a vertical chop instead of a thrust, which had its own reason.

Boom! ! !
Just when the Yellow-browed Priest had sunk into the ground up to his chest, he suddenly shook all over and bounced out from the ground.

With this bounce, he was no longer in the state of being able to blend with the ground, and his calves also brought up two handfuls of concrete debris.

A centipede as huge as a dragon sprang up from the ground, its body was winding and transparent, with a dark blue luster all over.

At the ends of the centipede's legs, all were lit up with a ball of emerald green flame, like a thousand-legged lantern.

Feng Shui beast, Thousand Lights Centipede!

Good and evil times are Feng Shui, which transforms the structure into spiritual beasts.

Yang Baifa fit himself inside the centipede, shining the light on good and devouring evil, guiding the times, and impacting the spirit. In one fell swoop, he disrupted the divine arts of the Yellow-browed Priest and caused his spells to fail.

Meng Zhaoxuan had already caught up. He swung the sword in his right hand, making a buzzing sound. Seven star reflections appeared on the mirror-like blade.

The stars illuminate your destiny, the Western God of Metal Geng, and the seven White Tigers coexist!

The light from the Thousand Lights Fairy Centipede below illuminated Meng Zhaoxuan's eyes and brows above. His pupils were all green, but the light of his sword was still as bright as snow, and the thousands of lights could not take away its color.

With a slight snapping sound, the Yellow-browed Priest was cut in half by the sword.

The cracks were neat and tidy, and the remains of the body shattered and exploded to both sides, destroying both the body and the soul!
Xia Meizhen looked at all this at a loss, only to feel her whole body lighten, she was no longer suppressed.

"not good!"

She recalled something and exclaimed, "Since the priests have been killed, the priests and high priests in the same department must be feeling it, especially the high priests, who have profound cultivation and can travel a thousand miles in an instant. We cannot stay here for long..."

“大神官？”

Suddenly a voice came from the sky, and a pure white glow appeared, merging into a sturdy man with white hair, thick eyebrows, a single sleeveless shirt, and a flying cape.

He folded his arms across his chest, looking very excited.

"Su Hanshan's Green Snake couldn't find any trace of the Three Great Priests, and was suspecting some conspiracy. He asked me to go to several suspicious places, but couldn't find them."

"So, if we wait here, we can at least meet a great priest?"

(End of this chapter)