I want to embrace the moon for nine days

A mountain must be a thousand feet high, and its base must be dozens of miles in radius.

The six mountains that seal the six magic weapons not only serve as places for meditation and contain the aura of immortality, but are also set with forbidden spells. Their weight does not only exist on the physical level.

Su Hanshan was originally so far away that it was impossible for him to capture them all at once. He had to get closer and do it in batches.

However, he wanted to try out the benefits of combining these six magic weapons, so he stood still and raised his umbrella to call out.

"Come!!"

A huge purple cloud suddenly opened up in the sky, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles in an instant. The clouds rolled and the rays of light rushed away.

During the entire expansion process, the purple air not only did not fade, but became deeper. Within the purple air, there were countless kinds of brilliant lights hidden, which changed like thousands of candles and tens of thousands of yarns, agile and flowing.

This scene is so spectacular that it makes people fascinated.

It is like a fantastic sky outside the normal sky, descending into this mundane world, opening the eyes of this ordinary blue sky and white clouds.

"With divine wisdom and unimpeded understanding, is this the true magical power displayed by Venerable Liubao after he met the wise master?!"

Taoist Pu Liu sighed, "Compared to what happened just now when I was in the hands of that old monk, who only knew how to prepare for a combined attack, the scene is really completely different."

Hengdao Toudao and Tielian Jushi, two people who understood Buddhism, nodded repeatedly.

The two of them could even feel a kind of Buddhist shelter, enlightenment, and peace of mind from the magnificent, dreamy, purple-gold sky and clouds.

Only in this way can it be said that this is the charm that Buddhist supernatural powers should possess.

There was also a strange light in Su Hanshan's eyes, and a look of surprise on his face.

Whenever he used any weapon in the past, he always used the habit of putting his own strength into the weapon to make it more powerful.

Even if the Head of the Black Emperor was used, because this treasure had no self-awareness and its internal structure was too sophisticated, there was still a feeling that no matter how much power was infused into it, it could absorb it.

But when holding this large purple bamboo umbrella, Su Hanshan's feelings were completely different from before.

He did not feel that he was blindly infusing power into it. Instead, he felt that as soon as he circulated a breath of energy, an equal or even greater amount of energy naturally surged up from the purple bamboo umbrella, responding back to him.

The purple air was so vast and heavy that it covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

When Su Hanshan actually used it, it was like the skin on his palm. Any slight movement could drive the skin to circulate and relax, and of course he would not feel that the skin caused him any burden.

If it were a pure void magic weapon, it would definitely not have such a solid foundation and such agile feedback. If it were a joint attack with other void warriors, it would definitely not be so free and easy to do as one pleases.

Only the six great treasure masters, these six beings who were reincarnated from magic weapons and cultivated, can produce such a unique effect.

"Brothers, cheer up! We have come through billions of swords and guns. We cannot lose face in front of our new lord!"

Zizhusan was in tune with the others and cheered loudly, and all the brothers responded together.

At the edge of the purple sky, streaks of purple-red cloud light spread out, gorgeous and colorful, hanging down from the sky, corresponding to the six sealed places respectively.

Six huge mountains were swept up, and as the glow of the sunset glow shrank, loud noises of the earth cracking were gradually heard, and the roots of the mountains were forcibly pulled out of the ground.

At this time, Su Hanshan felt his wrist sink, and a pressure finally fed back to his arm. He endured it steadily, and the umbrella in his hand moved against the trend and slowly rose.

The reason why the sealed places of Venerable Liubao, Hengdao Toudao and Tielian Jushi are so close to each other is that there is a low-lying area that gives the little demons from all sides the opportunity to gather together.

In fact, during the course of five hundred years, the original minds of the Six Treasures Venerables resonated with each other, and the little bits and pieces of movement accumulated into a large amount.

Although the sealee did not break the seal, the entire seal itself moved.

For this reason, the six seals squeezed through other mountain shapes, and their connection with the terrain is tighter than other sealed areas.

With boundless force, the six major mountain roots were pulled out at the same time, causing the land and rivers within a radius of hundreds of miles to shake noticeably, and huge rocks rolled down one after another.

Roar! Roar! Boom! !
Some of the folds deep in the earth opened up, while others broke because of this. The earth roared like a bull, and it could be heard thousands of miles away.

Six huge mountains were flying in the air, and with such momentum, they gradually came to Su Hanshan.

He looked at the six mountains, and behind them emerged a mysterious void realm in the shape of a Pure Yang Immortal Pill.

The secret realm was in operation, and the six mountains shrank one after another and were immersed in the secret realm.

Taoist Pu Liu was stunned when he saw this.

He originally thought that Su Hanshan moved these sealed places just to help the dragon veins to straighten out their aura, so that the pattern of the Nine Dragons Worshipping could be re-established and the Qin Emperor's former residence could appear.

Unexpectedly, Su Hanshan actually collected all these six sealed places in the secret realm.

Normally, the secret realm of a seventh-level strongman, even if it is a place to accommodate the sitting and dying places left behind by fellow predecessors, can only accommodate five or six at most.

The immortal aura that does not belong to oneself must be kept in moderation. Too much of it will only cause stagnation, and will be harmful to one's present and future.

Su Hanshan had collected four mountains before, and now he has collected six more, all of which are different types of places for sitting and passing away. When the last two or three mountains were collected, the fetal membrane of the secret realm seemed to be noticeably stiff.

It was originally round and intact, and in its agility it exuded the aura of an elixir that could change in a thousand ways. However, there were several places that showed signs of becoming cold, hard and solidified.

If you fight someone like this, your fighting power will be greatly reduced.

"What are you going to do, Fellow Daoist Chunyang?"

Taoist Pu Liu showed a little worry in his eyes, but did not say anything.

He did not think that Su Hanshan was too greedy. After all, his transformation from a Taoist heart to a Buddhist heart had shown him a state of mind that was far superior to that of the rest of them.

They all have this kind of self-control, so Su Hanshan definitely has it.

In the minds of the few onlookers, curiosity was greater than worry.

Sure enough, Su Hanshan was well prepared. After taking away the six mountains, his left hand had left the purple bamboo umbrella, and a bunch of spices like dry grass appeared on his palm. He pinched it with his right hand, broke off a piece about an inch long, and lit it between his fingers.

Lay Buddhist Tielian was well-informed and experienced in both Taoism and Buddhism. After a closer look, he was surprised: "Could this be the ancient Tongtian Yindao incense that was personally refined by the Jinpan Patriarch of the Pure Fox Clan and is regarded as the most precious treasure of the Pure Fox Clan?"

Although Pu Liu, Heng Dao and Liu Bao Zunzhe could not recognize this treasure, they had heard of its name.

"Yudao incense? The master of Chunyang Peak actually has such a large portion."

The monk with the sword was surprised and said, "But I heard that using this treasure to gain enlightenment is very dangerous. Back then, the ancestor Chunhu presented a portion to Emperor Qin, but Emperor Qin himself did not use it and gave it to General Gongyang."

"Gong Yang had a very high concentration. After bathing, fasting, and nourishing his mind for a hundred days, he successfully used this treasure to gain enlightenment. Afterwards, he also said with emotion that when he lit this incense, he gained endless insights, but there were many contradictions among them, which needed to be identified and overcome one by one. The insights that were retained in the end were the truly useful insights, and he was exhausted in the process."

They were really confused as to why Su Hanshan lit the incense inside the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, under the pressure of the secret realm containing the ten great places for meditation and death.

However, they soon noticed unusual changes in the surrounding environment.

The sunlight in the sky, the mountains and the earth, every stone, every slope, and every cloud, are emitting mysterious and melodious waves.

Even a thin, barren, and difficult-growing grass growing in a rocky beach, emitted a wave that, though subtle, was extremely long and extended far beyond their perception.

But just when Taoist Pu Liu and the others realized this, they felt that the waves that had expanded to a distant unknown place had rebounded with countless similar ripples.

The limited world with a surrounding area of ​​hundreds of miles is called the small universe. Every thing in the small universe corresponds to the vast and boundless universe.

It is boundless and powerful, like all things in the universe roaring and surging, rushing down one after another.

Su Hanshan's figure and the secret realm behind him were swallowing up the vast ocean, endlessly transforming these incomparably pure Dao powers.

When the Lure Incense is lit, all the laws of heaven and earth are lured into appearing, and they are much more lively than usual.

If one's heart of Tao is not high enough, all of one's mind and spirit will be consumed in the great Dao of impermanence, constantly observing and gaining, then denying and overturning. It will be extremely difficult to ensure that one does not die from Taoism, and one will have no energy left to do anything else.

Su Hanshan had tried it once before and found that with his own Dao heart, he could not be confused by the unpredictable face of the Dao in this state. He could take advantage of this opportunity when all the Daos were active and breathe in and out to collect Dao energy that was far larger and purer than usual.

It can be said that since then, Su Hanshan had already made up his mind. The most important thing about the Tongtian Youdao Incense in his hand was not its effect of enlightenment.

Instead, he was able to actually, and briefly, experience the purity of vital energy possessed by a ninth-order strong man.

This kind of essence of Tao power far exceeds the quality of vitality that a seventh-level strong man can possess.

As long as he touches Su Hanshan's secret realm, all his strength will automatically transform into the state most suitable for nourishment in his secret realm.

The three kinds of void immortal medicines that originally existed in the secret realm, as well as the Golden Fiery Sword, the Ten Thousand Demons Golden Pill, and the Heavenly Book of the Eternal Kingdom that were realized during the battle with the Beast Subduing God, were all growing wildly at this time.

Thousands of void immortal medicines grew out in the barriers between the ten places of meditation, as if these immortal medicines filled all the gaps and resolved all the contradictions.

But at the same time, there were golden light, fiery sword energy, the wild true forms of all monsters, and the shadow-like Eternal Heavenly Book, which were splitting in all directions and increasing in number, like countless drops of sea water, crashing and washing on the ten places of sitting and enlightenment.

Su Hanshan tapped one inch, then another inch, nine times in a row, until he had used up all the Yindao incense in his hand.

In his secret realm, the original forms of all forces could no longer be seen. It was just like earth, water, fire and wind surging together, with five-colored divine light pouring violently, and the ten places for sitting and meditation were all burned and softened.

Whether it was the immortal aura inside the place of meditation that Su Hanshan did not understand, or the forbidden arrangements of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, they were all washed away by this kind of refined Taoist power, becoming more inclusive and blending with each other. There was no longer any unsolvable conflict or burden.

On the ten mountains, the gaps left by the breaking of the seal were also restored by the flow of softened mountain bodies, or simply relied on the gaps to form mysterious caves, adding another layer of scenery.

In the end, the earth in the secret realm stabilized again, and all the remaining power rose to the sky of the secret realm, forming the shape of a universal starry sky.

The myriad starlight, the ten great places for meditation, and the Qin Emperor's forbidden techniques, which were originally completely unrelated and diametrically opposed in power, actually began to support each other and share the same aura.

In a trance, it seemed as if there were mountains in the starry sky and stars on the earth.

call! ! ! !

When the last piece of spice in Su Hanshan's hand was burned, a sound like a satisfied sigh spread out slowly. Anyone who heard it could feel how comfortable he was at that moment.

Taoist Pu Liu and the others watched the whole process. At this time, when they looked at the secret realm behind Su Hanshan, they suddenly felt ashamed.

I always feel that if they use their own secret realms to collide with that secret realm, the secret realms of several people will be shattered, and Su Hanshan’s secret realm will not be shaken at all.

"so good……"

The monk with a sword in his hand had his mind and eyes filled with the secret realm that was like an elixir.

He was a Buddhist, so in his eyes, that secret realm could not be said to be an elixir, but a relic, a relic that truly possessed the nature of Vajra and the charm of Great Perfection. He couldn't help but let out a sound of envy.

“Fellow Daoist, you are old. Although you have escaped the seal, it is not easy for you to recover outside.” Su Hanshan said with a smile, “Why don’t you stay in my secret realm for a while and breathe the scent of the Starlight Immortal Medicine. I hope you can recover soon.”

The monk with the sword was overjoyed and immediately said, "It would be disrespectful for me to refuse it."

Lay Buddhist Tielian and Taoist Priest Puliu were also quite interested.

"If you are interested, you may all come to my secret realm."

Su Hanshan had long wanted to collect them all into his own secret realm, so that it would be more convenient for him to move around. However, he had not mentioned it before because the foundation of the secret realm was not yet established.

After everyone flew into his secret realm, Su Hanshan turned his head and looked in the direction of the donkey cart.

The black donkey was fine, but he still couldn't quite understand the scent of the coffin on the donkey cart. It might not be beneficial to put it into the secret realm.

He held the purple bamboo umbrella in his hand, turned around and sat on the cart, driving the donkey cart at full speed.

Then, until nightfall, he found four more sealed places.

However, these four seals were not as lucky as the previous ones. In three of the seals, the strong men inside had died of old age, and even the spiritual light of the magic weapons were gradually devoured by the complete seals.

Su Hanshan couldn't take in more places to sit and die for the time being, so he just moved these three mountains and put them in the direction of the mountain range.

The fourth seal has been opened by someone else, and the people inside have been rescued.

"Lord!"

Zizhusan said, "We have fully recovered and recalled what happened."

"Fo Yuhuan loves to get information by nature. He knows roughly which figures entered the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum."

"Because the six of us were suppressed early, we knew how many people died in that battle. We were hiding inside the seal, so we could see almost everything."

"According to calculations, there should be less than 40 people who have survived the seal in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find living people who are still suppressed in the future."

Su Hanshan understood.

He has already subdued nine of them, and there are several more who have been suppressed by him, so the total number has reached double digits.

Others who entered the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, even if they were not as lucky as him, should have gained something.

The seals with living people on them should all have been broken. If they continue their activities, the treasures they can get will become fewer and fewer.

However, the reason why the Jiulong Mountain Range inside the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum is in a chaotic situation and has a distorted layout, apart from the impact of the war that year, the most important factor is that those sealed places with living people have been constantly fighting against the forbidden magic for hundreds of years.

If all the strong men who are still alive have broken the seal, all the sealed places will either return to their original places, be taken away, or be destroyed.

It is estimated that the connections of the nine dragon veins will soon be straightened out.

Su Hanshan drove the donkey cart along a dragon vein that he had sensed, heading towards the dragon's mouth.

In the layout of Nine Dragons Worshipping, the dragon bodies have their own twists and turns, but the heads of the dragons should gather in the same position.

As he was on his way, he also helped move several mountains back to their original places.

Suddenly, the dragon vein he was on seemed to emit the rhythm of dragon roars from all the mountain tops at the same time, connecting one section after another, converging on the peaks, and the breath rose.

The dragon's roar originally came from thousands of sources, each different in sound, but in the end, what was heard in the ear was just one extremely loud tone.

hold head high! ! ! ! !
The dragon's roar was so loud that it echoed throughout the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.

Before this roar died down, another dragon roar was heard from the direction of sunset.

There were nine dragon roars, each one more compact than the last. In the end, there were actually three dragon roars that sounded at the same time.

Such chants and whistles overlapped each other, and the sky became extremely clear.

It was already night, and there were no stars in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum.

That moon was also refined by the Qin Dynasty using forbidden techniques and precious materials.

At first, I just saw a crescent moon and didn’t think anything of it.

After nine dragon roars sounded one after another and the sky became clear, Su Hanshan looked at the crescent moon again and discovered that it was literally a waning moon!
It was not known whether it was the aftermath of the Qin Emperor's attack or the counterattack of some peerless master, but most of the moon in the imperial mausoleum was directly destroyed and wiped out like smoke, leaving only a small part at the edge still hanging in the air.

The dragon's roar shook the waning moon.

Five hundred years ago, an object embedded in the moon loosened, turned into flowing light, and fell down.

"Hey!!"

Su Hanshan stopped the black donkey and looked forward.

Ahead is the place where nine dragons worship. The pattern of the nine dragon veins has been restored, and the scattered peaks that were crowded together have retreated backwards and piled up to restore the majestic posture of a dragon head, leaving a large empty space in the middle.

Its deep, open plains emerged from this empty land.

There are many buildings on the plain, from the most conspicuous, central square paved with black jade, to thousands of mansions and corridors in all directions.

Further out, there are hundreds of lakes of various sizes, carefully embellished with long rivers like jade belts and tall buildings reaching for the stars.

The Qin Emperor's Palace finally reappears!
The terrain of this palace complex is lower than all the surrounding mountains.

One can imagine that when Emperor Yingxiang of Qin stood on the large square in front of the main hall, he looked around and gazed at the sky. What he saw were secret realms in the void, like huge stars hanging and flying towards him.

However, when the Qin Emperor clenched his fist, all the enemies in the sky became meteors waiting to fall, and falcons startled by the sound of string music.

choke! !

Things that fell from the waning moon pierced the black jade square.

Su Hanshan's eyes focused and he saw the true appearance of the thing.

It turned out to be a purple-black broken knife with a rough handle, a ferocious back and a thick blade.

"The sword of the Emperor Chu!"

Ma Jiugong's voice was heard, standing far away on a hill, with two unfamiliar faces beside him. They should be the strong men he rescued.

“Before the age of thirty, Emperor Chu’s cultivation was all in the sword, and his Great Void Secret Realm was also in the sword.”

"Back then, he must have been punched into the moon of the Emperor's Mausoleum, his body exploded, and the Great Void Secret Realm in the sword emerged, annihilating most of the bright moon. The secret realm and the moon perished together, but I didn't expect that half of the sword was still intact and survived until today."

Zizhusan said, "This guy's guess is correct. The man with the knife was indeed punched up to the moon."

Thousands of miles away, a cold and arrogant voice came.

"The Emperor's mausoleum is incomplete, the Emperor's blade is broken, the two generations of supreme rulers in the Middle Earth were, after all, just mere human beings. They stole the supreme throne, but they didn't last more than three hundred years in total. They have turned into dry bones in the tomb, old dust!"

Su Hanshan looked towards the dragon head of the mountain over there and saw a lot of unfamiliar figures, but there were also two familiar ones, and he couldn't help but sneer.

"I was wondering who was so arrogant, it turns out to be the Dragon Prince."

Su Hanshan's voice was full of smiles, "You are indeed not old, you are too young, wherever you go, there is an adult following you."

The pupils of the seventy-third prince shrank, and he turned his head to look, his breath was depressed, and the sound of a dragon was faintly heard, and he shouted: "Su! Han! Shan!!"

The Dragon Whale Guardian behind him said calmly, "Calm down."

“Hahahaha, even though you are the mortal enemy of Buzhou Palace and a disciple of Tiandu, what you said does make sense.”

A huge bronze hand appeared in the sky, and suddenly turned into a majestic figure in a copper-colored robe. Beside it was a man in a black robe, who appeared calmly and said nothing.

"Little loach, since you haven't learned all the etiquette yet, go back to your parents and drink milk for a few more days."

After the sturdy man said this, he didn't even look at the Seventy-third Prince for a second time. He landed directly in the Black Jade Square and bowed.

"The Lord of the Eighth Main Hall of Buzhou, the Lord of Weizhong Hall."

The man in black robes also bowed and saluted: "Master of Tianzhou Palace."

The two said in unison: "We have come to pay homage to the former residence of the headmaster!"

Buzhou Palace has not had an official new headmaster since the death of Emperor Yingxiang of Qin.

Most of the time, when mentioning the headmaster of Buzhou Palace, it refers only to Emperor Qin Yingxiang.

Although Buzhou Palace appears to be unruly and overbearing to the outside world, it places great importance on teacher-student relationships internally. Their bowing is a tribute to the elders in the sect, and it is only natural that they are also paying respect to the most glorious era in the history of Buzhou Palace, a figure who was once on par with the founder.

Unexpectedly, after the two hall masters paid their respects, a pair of footprints appeared faintly on the steps leading to the square in front of the main hall.

There was a flash of light, and then there appeared the figure of a middle-aged man wearing a flat crown, with frosty temples, sword-like eyebrows, thin cheeks, thin lips and a short beard, and wearing a black dragon robe.

His left hand was behind his waist, and his right hand was hanging down. His joints were thick, but he was just skin and bones, and his skin was sickly. The dragon robe seemed a little empty on his body and hardly fit him.

"This is... Emperor Qin?!!"

The purple bamboo umbrella suddenly trembled, the small bell vibrated, and the four treasures made strange noises.

In all directions, above the dragon heads of the mountains, there were signs of violently floating auras, causing strong winds in the mountains.

Those powerful men who had been sealed for more than five hundred years could not control the waves in their hearts just by seeing this figure.

"What are you afraid of?!"

The mountains were silent for a moment. Next to the Dragon Whale Guardian, a big man in black armor came to his senses, looked carefully for a long time, and shouted, "It's just a photo. With the mechanical technology of the Qin Dynasty, even after ten thousand years, it may be possible to dig out their photos. What is there to be afraid of!"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the wind suddenly died down.

The Qin Emperor, who was said to be taking a photo, raised his head slightly and his eyes fell in this direction!

(End of this chapter)