I want to embrace the moon for nine days

The donkey's hooves clattered as it trotted along the mountain road.

The desolate red rocky beach suddenly shook, and a crack a hundred feet long appeared, and a square secret room with a mechanism flew out from below.

More than five hundred years have passed, and this secret room is still in operation. The top of the secret room is transparent, and one can see the cold air constantly growing inside. Forbidden magic array patterns are flowing from time to time. There are many gold jars, silver jars, and jade jars, which contain a large number of poisonous insects.

Finally, the entire secret room shrank in the wind, like a small dot, and fell into Su Hanshan's sleeve.

He had not seen any survivors of the suppression along the way, but he had collected no less than fifty treasures, relics, and broken tools that were of great use to powerful Yuanshen masters.

If these things were treated as raw materials and carefully refined or repaired, they would be beneficial even to powerful celestial beings.

There are no less than hundreds of other treasures of inferior quality.

This place was not only the largest experimental field of the Qin Dynasty in the past, but also the largest cemetery at the end of the Qin Dynasty. The key point is that no one has ever set foot here, excavated or harvested anything for more than 500 years. The aura of the powerful people and treasures who were once buried here can produce a large number of new treasures.

Many treasures are embedded under the terrain. Even a seventh-level strongman would find it difficult to detect them if he flew a little faster.

For Su Hanshan, he let the black donkey run. The Xuanyuan Wanwei Sutra was able to sense everything along the way, without any omissions.

He was still holding the green bamboo in his right hand, and his left hand was raised horizontally, facing the wind, with his sleeves open. The crystal brain, which was as small as dust, was like shiny fine sand, suspended inside the sleeves, moving like the starry sky, supporting a large space. Treasures were constantly thrown into the sleeves, and they could all fit easily.

As for his secret realm, it still has great use and is not intended to be used to store these things.

After traveling over two thousand miles, the donkey's hooves slowed down slightly.

The black donkey raised its neck, looked around, and gradually stopped in the air.

Su Hanshan loosened the sleeve of his left hand and let it fall down. He turned his head to look at the mountains on the right, overlooking the vast mountainous terrain.

A faint sense of darkness spread out from the donkey cart, and the daylight within a hundred miles began to dim and soften, as if it had become night.

Many rocks and soil on the earth floated slightly, and thousands of tiny invisible energy rose up.

The Great Chu replaced the Great Qin and became the supreme power on earth. The information they collected and the things they inherited were innumerable. It can be said that apart from the Buzhou Palace, they had the deepest understanding of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.

As early as the founding period, Grand Tutor Fan and other three dukes and nine ministers, together with the calculation masters of Tiandu Immortal Palace, had speculated on the situation inside the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, leaving behind voluminous relevant records. The depth of their research may have far exceeded the outside world's speculation, but at that time, no divine forbidden jade discs of sufficient weight had been found, and all the calculation conclusions were useless.

When the Shenwei Palace made some gains one after another, Grand Tutor Fan sent over several scattered fragments that he had saved up in his early years. After piecing them together, he found that they were quite a lot. He also calculated that the other fragments might have been found by others, so he opened the treasury, took out all the inferences from that year, and formulated some strategies.

In the environment of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, the forbidden magic is in full force during the day, and all those who were sealed disappear without a trace. Only at night can the traces of survivors be easily detected.

Middle-earth is also aware of this.

The reason why Zhang Yannian chose this time to take control of the pure fox clan is because the origin of the Lingzhou demon clan is the way of worshiping the moon, and they also practice the ancient witchcraft secret art of making incense. While having great achievements, they have retained more ancient charm.

It can simulate the daytime environment inside the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum and the moonlight at night to detect survivors who are closer.

Zhang Yannian himself and Madam Shenwei had experienced countless life and death experiences, and had practiced dual cultivation for many years, so he also had some secret techniques to use.

As for this black donkey, it is an ancient demon follower that the Grand Master prepared for himself.

At this time, the mountains, rocks and soil within a hundred miles became bustling.

Thousands of figures, like a dream, walked out from the rocks one after another. As soon as they left the rocks, they turned into entities, and the noisy sounds became clearer.

The half-grown children ran the fastest. Most of them were fair and cute, wearing clothes woven from leaves. The only abnormality was the tender buds growing from their scalps.

"Hahaha, it's night again, time to get up."

"Tonight I will act like a Taoist priest, and you will act like ghosts. I will catch you."

Compared to these children who were only interested in playing, the older ones were more alert and looked a little confused.

"Why do I feel like I slept less today than usual? Did the night come early?"

Several old men who were familiar with each other gathered together, whispering and talking.

But more people don't care about this. Women gather in groups of three or five, find a comfortable place to sit, and start knitting clothes.

Most of the young and strong men pushed carts with all kinds of things on them. There were tall and thin men with bamboo hands and feet. The carts were full of cages with hundreds of birds.

A fat old man in brown linen clothes, surrounded by bees, and his car was full of wild flowers and fruits.

The sturdy man with ebony patterns all over his body had a stove and an iron pot in his car, in which he was cooking soup.

There is also the dressing pole of the short-legged old woman, the wine sold by the apricot blossom girl, and the blacksmith shop where the Cyclops in a leather skirt strikes out puffs of sparks.

Almost all the living creatures here are goblins, but they don’t seem to have much magical power or supernatural powers. They are just like ordinary people. When the time is right, they come out to run shops, or work at night or wander around and play.

Su Hanshan narrowed his eyes slightly and could see two sealed locations in the nearby mountains, one secret realm shining with golden light, and the other secret realm shining with clear and elegant light.

All these creatures enter the secret realm during the day, half voluntarily and half forced. They cannot move around during the day. After entering the secret realm, they have to bear a considerable burden and fall asleep quickly. It is much more uncomfortable than prison.

So once it gets dark outside, it's a good time for them to get some fresh air.

When they have been active enough outside, they will be exposed to the night atmosphere, and when they return to the secret realm, they will be able to dilute the gloomy feeling of the secret realm.

Seeing this situation, Su Hanshan pondered for a moment and knew the origins of these creatures.

Those powerful men who were suppressed at that time were also in a very difficult situation. All their communication with the outside world was not worth the effort. As time went on, they were on the verge of exhaustion, so they tried their best to enlighten some nearby plant and wood spirits.

Precisely because these plants are weak and lowly, when the seal is loosened over a long period of time, it is easy for them to enter and exit. They all develop the habit of hiding during the day and coming out at night, bringing the breath of the loosened nighttime prohibition into the secret realm of the suppressed strong, maintaining a trace of vitality.

These goblins themselves may not know the origins of their ancestors, but Su Hanshan can use them to break these seals in a shorter time.

He closed his eyes and lightly touched his forehead with his left hand. Suddenly, a heavy rain fell between heaven and earth. Every raindrop represented one of his thoughts, ethereal and illusory.

The monsters on the ground hurried to take shelter from the rain, not noticing those thoughts, all flowing into them.

"Hey, why is the sky white again?!"

With the heavy rain, the dark area of ​​hundreds of miles gradually shrank, and the monsters immediately noticed the sunlight slowly approaching in the distance.

The young men turned the carts around, the women ran to pick up the children, and only a few old men shook their heads, expressed their foresight, and ran back to the secret place first.

The monsters all went back to their homes. The sky inside the secret realm remained dark and the air pressure was high. As usual, I would feel sleepy soon after returning.

For some reason today, after the monsters came back, they were all still full of energy.

Tiny spots of light suddenly flew up from their bodies, so fast that they were completely unaware and had already rushed into the fetal membrane of the secret realm, waking up the two masters of the secret realm.

"Who is it?! Whose telekinesis could penetrate the seal, deceive the world, and enter my secret realm with these mortal monsters!"

The Lord of the Golden Light Secret Realm spoke in a deep and majestic voice, "It's been a long time since I felt such a fresh telekinesis. After the transformation of the vitality, it really makes me feel refreshed."

He became more and more sober as he spoke, and the anxiety in his tone could no longer be concealed. "Which Taoist friend who escaped from the predicament are you... or, or are you from the outside world?!!!"

There were also sounds coming from the Qingguang Secret Realm.

"Fellow Daoist, no matter where you come from, if you have the intention to rescue us, then you must have the intention to save us. As long as you can help us out of this predicament, everything can be discussed. I, the Lord of Qingyang Palace, will definitely repay you greatly!!"

The Lord of the Golden Light Secret Realm then remembered to announce his name: "I am the Taoist Pu Liu of Lingbao Durendao. I always keep my word and repay you with gratitude. I hope you can help me!"

Both of them have good reputations.

Especially the Lord of Qingyang Palace, who was kind and charitable in the past, and who went up in many twists and turns, and could be considered a branch of Tiandu.

Su Hanshan nodded and said, "I woke you up so that you can attack from the inside with all your strength, and break the seal in one fell swoop."

"Stop talking nonsense and get ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, a majestic aura burst out from his body, like the boiling sea and the pure water energy rushing straight into the sky.

The elixir on the top of the green bamboo rope had been bitten off by the donkey, leaving only a bamboo pole and a long rope.

Su Hanshan shook the bamboo pole, and the long rope danced in the air, suddenly straightening up, like a narrow blade of light, across the sky, slashing towards the seal of the Lord of Qingyang Palace. With this slash, the seemingly ordinary mountain wall suddenly became transparent, and the layers of space folded into mysterious patterns inside.

The knife light was like clear water, and when it slashed down, it broke countless layers of space barriers. Clear water bubbles burst out and flew all over the sky. The whole seal vibrated violently and emitted bright light.

At the same time, the green secret realm suddenly turned and transformed into an old man in a long robe with a sheep's head and a human body. He held an iron staff with a yellow gourd hanging on the top of the staff, and blasted towards the mountain wall with all his strength.

Miso miso miso! ! !
After he hit the seal with his staff, he did not stop, and the head of the staff moved rapidly, rubbing out large sparks, like a master painter who had painted thousands of times, replicating his famous work.

The movement trajectory of the iron rod was consistent with the traces in space. The seal was slow, and the speed at which the blade penetrated suddenly increased.

These seals are very powerful. If they are attacked from the outside, even a seventh-level strongman may have to bombard them for a quarter of an hour or two before they can be destroyed.

However, the strong people who have been suppressed inside the seal have adapted for more than 500 years, and their understanding of the seal is incomparable to that of people from the outside world.

Even if the important officials of the Qin Dynasty who designed these seals were resurrected now, and saw these seals that had undergone the great war at the end of the Qin Dynasty, the changes in the nine dragon veins, the friction between the internal and external auras, and the increasing deformation, their level of familiarity might not be as good as that of the people sealed inside.

It’s a pity that since they have been suppressed, they are always lacking in strength, and they cannot get out no matter how familiar they are with it.

Su Hanshan's move was just right.

But after just one slash, the seal began to weaken layer by layer, and the green bamboo pole shook in the air, and another slash was chopped out. After a while, there was a muffled bang.

The Lord of Qingyang Palace had already used his staff to punch a large hole in the seal and took the opportunity to rush out.

"Hahahaha, this palace master has finally escaped from trouble. I have finally escaped from trouble, escaped from trouble!!!"

He was very emotional and howled to the sky, but his voice gradually became out of tune and finally made a series of inexplicable sheep sounds.

Su Hanshan also smiled and said, "Since you are out of trouble, it's a good opportunity for us to work together to rescue you."

The Lord of Qingyang Palace pursed his lips and said with a chuckle, "Okay, okay, let's do it together!"

The golden light secret realm has also transformed into a Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged inside the seal. His face was full of excitement and anticipation just now, but for some reason, his expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"Wait a minute!"

Taoist Pu Liu shouted, "Qingyang Palace is actually a famous palace opened by Taoist sages. Many Taoist disciples of later generations use this as their title."

"The Lord of Qingyang Palace is originally a human, so he shouldn't have any real sheep habits. Daoist friend has been trapped for five hundred years. Why did he cry like a sheep as soon as he got out of it?"

The Lord of Qingyang Palace suddenly realized: "I have been confused for the past five hundred years. Fellow Daoist, do you suspect me? We have been neighbors for five hundred years..."

Taoist Pu Liu said stiffly, "It's only five hundred years of slumber. You were sealed before me. Although we were not far apart, I don't know your details."

Su Hanshan didn't care: "To be honest, I am the current master of Chunyang Peak in Tiandu Immortal Mansion. This time, I am not the only one who entered the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. Buzhou Palace and Yuyuan Dragon Court also sent people here. The most urgent thing is to rescue as many fellow Taoists as possible. We can discuss this small matter later."

Taoist Pu Liu's expression became serious: "So it's the master of Chunyang Peak..."

The Lord of Qingyang Palace also looked solemn: "The three holy places have all sent people. All right, Fellow Daoist Chunyang, let's act quickly!"

Su Hanshan swung the long rope and chopped it towards Taoist Pu Liu's seal.

The Qingyang Palace Master raised his iron staff into the air and smashed towards the seal, but the yellow gourd next to the end of his staff suddenly lost its stopper. The mouth of the gourd was facing Su Hanshan, and a burst of poisonous fire burst out.

Wherever this poisonous fire passed, the magnetic field became disordered, the space glowed with colorful light, and a strong iron smell was emitted. It was actually a wisp of poisonous fire collected from the lungs of the ancient earth.

The ancient earth lungs are the deepest layer of the earth in the human world. Where the poisonous fire of the earth lungs is dense, "alveoli" will be produced. Each alveolus is a small world that is no less powerful than the powerful ones in the void, but it is extremely unstable and may only exist for a few breaths.

Therefore, even if a Void Warrior wants to pass through the Ancient Earth Lungs, he must be extremely careful so as not to run into the exploding Ancient Alveoli.

Although this wisp of poisonous fire cannot be compared with the power of an entire alveolar explosion, it is a residual poison gas in the area that has just exploded. If it is not handled properly, it can even corrode and entangle the spiritual light of a sixth- or seventh-level strong man. It is extraordinary.

The poisonous fire suddenly hit Su Hanshan, instantly turning him into a black light man and spreading to the donkey cart.

The gourd was not satisfied yet. It scooped up the man and his donkey cart again and put them into the gourd.

"Hahaha, what Chunyang Peak Master? I've seen that one before, he was very sinister. How come this one is just a rookie, and his cultivation level is just right?"

The Lord of Qingyang Palace laughed endlessly, and the yellow gourd on the iron staff quickly turned black. "It just happened that I cultivated an immortal magical power, which is neither weak nor strong. It has become a tonic for me, the old sheep."

Taoist Pu Liu was shocked and angry, his face pale, and he said in a lost voice: "Earth Lung Poison Fire Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, are you Gong Yangli?!"

The Sheep Clan is one of the twelve Yuanchen demon clans that have been canonized since the three ancient dynasties. It has a large number of members, many branches, and many strong people.

However, this tribe is seriously polarized. Some are naturally good at medicine and kind-hearted, while others are extremely greedy and have habits more terrifying than tigers and wolves, and are notorious.

Gongyang Li belonged to the latter type of demon, but he was very good at disguising himself as the former, and even as a human. He caused great harm in the past.

This Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd was used to kill seven powerful void masters, and the resentment from their remains was used to refine it. If it could kill two more and make the number nine, this vicious magic weapon would be able to undergo another transformation.

Moreover, it is said that this big monster was originally a guest of the Dragon Court.

"Laozi is Gongyangli, and Gongyangli is Laozi."

Gong Yangli's eyes flashed with danger. "I've been sleeping for too long, and my mind is a little unclear. I didn't pretend well, but you, old man, saw through my clues. I wanted to stay with this kid for a while before taking action. Old man, it's all your fault for talking too much. You killed him."

Taoist Pu Liu was so angry that his hair stood on end. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed a crescent moon in the sky.

This crescent moon, with a narrow point at the top, started from the pitch-black gourd, and the full arc blade extended out, cutting off Gong Yangli's arm and chest at an angle.

Bang! ! !
The pitch-black gourd exploded on the spot, and before the smug smile on Gong Yangli's face disappeared, it was blown to pieces.

A long rope flew out and wrapped around his secret realm, just like catching a big fish. The other hand, as red as yellow mud, grabbed his secret realm and forcibly pulled out his spiritual light.

Su Hanshan sat on the donkey cart, his clothes were as new as ever, with no visible injuries. He seemed to be chewing something, and one could vaguely see black poisonous fire surging in his mouth.

“Ah!! How could you… What kind of swordsmanship is this? It’s so cold, you must be from Tiandu Chunyang Peak… Meaaaaaaaa!”

Gong Yangli's spiritual light was like a python. He screamed and wailed in Su Hanshan's hand and struggled endlessly. Before he could finish his words, he was sprayed with poisonous fire from Su Hanshan's mouth.

"I've already said that the most urgent task is to rescue as many of our fellow believers as possible. If you're willing to pretend for a while longer, I can let you live a little longer."

Su Hanshan sighed, "Why do you have to waste my time here first?"

He raised his left hand, and the palm print directly pressed against Gong Yangli's spiritual light and hit the seal of Taoist Puliu.

Taoist Pu Liu suddenly came back to his senses from the shock, and quickly exerted his strength, pointing his fingers outward repeatedly, and talismans flew out.

The seal was severely worn and a big hole suddenly appeared. Taoist Pu Liu flew out and saw the palm print in front of him was retracted, but the ball of spiritual light was not taken away, but fell into his hand.

Then even Gong Yangli's secret realm flew over and landed on his other hand.

"I don't have time to suppress him for now. This stupid sheep is looking for death. I can only trouble you to suppress him a little bit."

Su Hanshan was collecting the gourd fragments. He put the gourd fragments and the iron staff into his left sleeve with a bit of regret, and said, "The creatures in his secret realm are innocent, and they have a lot of interactions with the creatures in your secret realm. It's a good opportunity to put them together."

Taoist Pu Liu looked down and saw that the creatures in the secret realm were actually intact. He was even more surprised and praised: "Tian Du is worthy of being the leader respected by all the Xuanmen. Taoist Chunyang is even better than his predecessors!"

"You were suppressed for too long, and were awakened only by my telekinesis. You can't hide the details of your true cultivation techniques and your general mental tendencies from me for the time being."

Su Hanshan chatted casually, swung the long rope in his hand, and extended it into the air, binding the two sealed mountains one after another, moving the whole thing up, and storing it in his own secret realm, his eyes shining slightly.

"Sure enough, the place that could be used to suppress the powerful Void Master was originally the place where the Qin Dynasty looted from the eight wastelands of the Central Plains."

"Fellow Daoist Pu Liu, let's continue moving. I hope there won't be any blind fellows who jump out too early and slow down my efficiency."

Taoist Pu Liu was moved and said, "Is it difficult for you to find other suppressed people? The little demons I enlightened in my secret realm have reproduced from generation to generation and lived for five hundred years. They also have various demands. They explore outside at night and have come into contact with many little demons from other places."

"From the thoughts they emitted from their dreams, I learned that there was a unique geographical location that became a market. Many little demons from different origins gathered there."

"If I go there, I might be able to follow the clues and find a lot of like-minded people!"

(End of this chapter)