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Chapter 699 Tongten Pavilion

The senior brother said something, but the junior brother didn't hear it clearly, so he asked hurriedly,
"Brother, what did you say?"

The senior brother did not say anything else, but just shouted,
"Go! Go faster!"

Wow…

The sound of chains being dragged became louder and louder. Gu Shiyi hid in the dark and saw two disciples wearing the clothes of Zhengyuan Sect walking in front, and a group of people slowly approaching from behind. Gu Shiyi looked carefully and thought to himself,
"As expected..."

When Gu Shiyi saw the stunned monk in the passage, he had some guesses in his mind.

"These people... I'm afraid they were tricked by the Zhengyuan Sect and became like this... I wonder what Guan Changqing and Qiu Siqing are like now?"

She was worried, her eyes swept over the faces of the monks being pulled by the iron chains. Each of these monks had a gaunt figure, high cheekbones, sunken eyes, and a sallow complexion. They were so thin that they were unrecognizable. It was hard to tell them apart at first. Gu Shiyi was secretly shocked.

"How could these people torture them like this?"

You must know that those who practice Taoism are different from ordinary people. They are endowed with spiritual energy. To be able to torture their bodies like this, they must have suffered a great sin!

Gu Shiyi's eyes swept over the faces of the monks one by one, carefully looking for people she knew among these dishevelled people. There were about forty people in this group. Gu Shiyi looked at almost all of them, but still couldn't find anyone. Just when she was about to be disappointed, the last person in the group suddenly coughed, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. When he turned his head, Gu Shiyi's eyes lit up.
"Qiu Siqing!"

Gu Shiyi was overjoyed. He flashed and turned into a wisp of smoke, following the team silently.
"Crashing... crashing..."

Everyone's body was stiff, and they moved their left and right feet in unison. One team member had iron chains on his feet, and the clattering sound when he walked was monotonous and consistent. The sound was very loud in the empty passage. The two people in the front were talking to themselves, and didn't notice at all that there was one more person in the team behind them.

As Gu Shiyi walked, he carefully looked at Qiu Siqing beside him.
"Brother Qiu...Fellow Daoist Qiu...Qiu Siqing...Qiu Siqing..."

Gu Shiyi called out softly, but Qiu Siqing's eyes were fixed and his movements were stiff. He did not respond to Gu Shiyi's call at all. Gu Shiyi frowned and reached out to pull Qiu Siqing. Qiu Siqing turned his head mechanically and saw Gu Shiyi. There was a change in his blank eyes.
"you……"

Qiu Siqing's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter any words for a long time. His feet were dragged forward step by step.
Gu Shiyi thought for a moment, and reached out to lift the long hair on the back of his neck. After the hair, which was already dirty and clumped, was lifted, the silver light on the back of Qiu Siqing's neck was revealed. Gu Shiyi touched it with his fingers, and Qiu Siqing's body was shocked. Gu Shiyi quickly withdrew his hand, and Qiu Siqing followed him forward as usual.

"Crashing... crashing..."

The group walked forward slowly for half an hour. They turned from the wide and empty passage into a small side road, and then turned into a narrow rat hole that was only wide enough for one person. The group was driven together by the two disciples of Zhengyuan Sect. They were crowded together and it was difficult for them to breathe. However, these people who used to be so majestic and high-flying, and who were like gods in the eyes of mortals, just squeezed together obediently. No one dared to resist. When the senior brother drew out the long whip from his waist and swung it in the air, creating a whip flower, these monks heard a snap and actually shrank their heads in fear like quails.
"Everyone stay here quietly, and no one is allowed to make a sound!"

As expected, all the monks sat down cross-legged. Gu Shiyi noticed that there was not enough space. Several monks even started playing Jenga. Their faces were expressionless, as they were unaware of anything. The two disciples from Zhengyuan Sect turned around and left without even looking at them. However, they did not notice Gu Shiyi at all.

After they left, Gu Shiyi showed up and looked left and right among the group of people sitting cross-legged on the ground. She found that everyone had silver nails on the back of their neck, and some even had two. Gu Shiyi knew that these people were like this, it must be related to this thing, but she didn't know the solution and didn't dare to act rashly!
After thinking about it, he went to the secret realm and took out the little monk Ten Commandments. When the monk Ten Commandments came out and saw what was going on, he also frowned.
"This is the Thirteen Soul Nails Technique... It's not a technique used on our continent. It should be used by the monks on the other side of the sea..."

"Eh... if it's not from our continent, how did the monk know about it?"

The Ten Precepts monk said,
"When I was traveling around, I saw this on a mural in an abandoned cult headquarters..."

On the mural, there is an evil god standing high above, with countless people kneeling down to worship him. The people kneeling down curled up with their heads touching the ground, and there are these silver nails on the back of their necks.
"The most there are are thirteen silver nails, which are nailed to various major acupuncture points on the human body. There should be at least six on the lower abdomen, and there must be one on the heart meridian..."

After the Ten Commandments monk finished speaking, he went over and undressed a man. The man sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes wide open, dazed. He didn't know how to react when his clothes were undressed and his chest was exposed. The Ten Commandments monk pointed at the skinny body with protruding bones and said,

"Look... here... here... and here too..."

Gu Shiyi leaned over to take a look, and indeed saw that the man's chest, ribs, and lower abdomen were covered with irregularly distributed silver nails.
"How do you solve this?"

The Ten Commandments monk thought for a while and said,

"This method is actually not difficult to solve. You just need to remove the nails in the reverse order. These thirteen silver nails can be randomly changed and nailed into the body in countless orders. There can be no mistakes when solving this method. If there are mistakes, the soul of the person will be ruined. This is the most difficult part!"

Gee!

Gu Shiyi smacked his teeth.

"I'm afraid this matter is not going to be easy!"

Gu Shiyi looked at Qiu Siqing who was sitting cross-legged in a daze.
"Monk, is there any way to save him?"

The Ten Commandments monk thought for a while and said,

"Yes..." Gu Shiyi was excited when he heard this, but he heard the monk Shijie continue,
"There are so many people, you can try them one by one..."

Gu Shi's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked at Monk Shijie.

"F*ck, monk...are you a human? How can you come up with such a vicious idea?"

Monk Shijie had a solemn look on his face, clasped his hands together, and replied in a childish voice,

"Amitabha! The donor asked me if I had any solution, and this is it..."

After a pause, he added,
"With good luck, not many people will die!"

Gu Shiyi rolled his eyes and waved his hand.
"Forget it, I'm not as vicious as you!"

Is this a fucking monk?
Is this the King of Hell who came here to boost performance?
After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and said,
"Send them all into the secret realm. You and Lao Ma will keep a close eye on them. We will come up with a solution later!"

Monk Shijie nodded and helped Gu Shiyi to send all these people into the secret realm. They found an empty palace and locked all the people inside. A group of furry balls came to watch the fun and ran around among the crowd. With them watching, Lao Ma and the others didn't have to work hard!
After Gu Shiyi sent the people in, he began to search for the monks hiding in various places. It was unknown how long these monks had been tortured by the Zhengyuan Sect. Many of them were exhausted and only had one breath left. Gu Shiyi sent everyone into the secret realm and counted them carefully.
"There are almost 400 people here, why haven't we seen Guan Changqing and his wife yet?"

Gu Shiyi's heart sank further and further. Such a huge project could not be completed without several thousand people. And now there were only so many left. He could guess with his toes where the others had gone!
Could it be that the couple is dead?

Gu Shiyi thought of how Guan Changqing was a sincere and generous person, and how his wife, Sun Luan, was gentle and kind, and treated people very well. If the couple died here...

Gu Shiyi felt a little uncomfortable!
At this time, Zhengyuan Sect was attacking Wanmiao Mountain with all its might. Except for those who stayed behind in the sect, all the people here were out in full force. The remaining ten or so low-level disciples of Zhengyuan Sect all entered a small flying boat, ready to support the front at any time. In this situation, there was no one left outside to guard, and Gu Shiyi easily got on the flying boat.

"It seems that... the solution to the Soul Nailing Technique still needs to fall on these people..."

Maybe we can ask about the whereabouts of Guan Changqing and his wife. After all, we must see them alive or dead!

When Gu Shiyi quietly boarded the flying boat, Pu Yanlan had already followed behind her cheap master, and together with the people of Zhengyuan Sect and a group of cultivators gathered by Zhengyuan Sect, they formed a team of more than 2,000 people and besieged Wanmiao Mountain in a mighty manner...

Because of the vanguard's reconnaissance, they traveled very smoothly along the way. They encountered many monsters along the way, but they were quickly killed by the well-prepared monks. Pu Yanlan was in the team, and when she looked around, she saw countless escaping lights, which formed a dazzling light belt with an overwhelming momentum, rushing towards the highest mountain where the Zhengyuan Sect's sect was located like a meteor chasing the moon...

"Swish, swish, swish..."

To be honest, if this wasn't a suicide mission, Pu Yanlan would think it was quite spectacular!
Unfortunately, knowing that Wan Miaoshan was not afraid of these people's siege at all, Pu Yanlan felt that the people around her were no different from moths flying into the fire!

Pu Yanlan looked around and saw that the cultivators in front and behind her were all looking forward with burning eyes, where various buildings were already vaguely visible. Their faces were distorted, their complexions were flushed, their breathing was rapid, and their eyes were flashing with desire and enthusiasm for immortality. At this moment, they had long lost the immortal spirit of cultivators, and were no different from those mortals who would turn red with eyes and disregard life and death when seeing gold, silver and treasures...

Pu Yanlan suddenly felt confused.

"Is this what it means to cultivate immortality?"

These people, whether they are practicing Qi or Mahayana, whether they are high-level or low-level cultivators, each and every one of them thinks they can ride on clouds, call the wind and rain, and live forever. They think they have escaped from the troubled world, transcended the lowly mortals, and are not burdened by external things. But what is the result?
Once they get here, they are just like moths attracted to lights, or ordinary people attracted to beauty, power and wealth. For the sake of that glimmer of hope, they plunge in headfirst without hesitation, even though they know they will risk their lives!
In fact, once people are tempted by desire, there is no distinction between high and low, they are all no different from wild animals fighting for food!
Pu Yanlan sighed in her heart and looked up at the main peak of Wanmiao Mountain, which was already within reach. There was a tall building standing upright between heaven and earth.
"That must be the Tongtian Tower. I wonder if there is really a path to immortality here?"

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Countless points of light quickly gathered towards the Tongtian Pavilion. The leader of the Zhengyuan Sect, Long, gave the order.
"Now that Wan Miao Mountain is empty, we don't need to worry about the great formation at the sect. We can go straight to Tong Tian Pavilion on the top of the mountain and take it down as soon as possible. Even if the people of Wan Miao Mountain learn the news and return, as long as we hold on to this place firmly, they will be powerless!"

Tsutenkaku! Tsutenkaku!
Isn’t it the attic leading to heaven?

This attic standing silently on the top of the mountain is made entirely of wood. It is a 33-story building with six main pillars made of thousand-year-old sandalwood. The carved beams and painted buildings on it are all decorated with patterns of cranes leading the way and boys pulling the strings. The buildings on Wanmiao Mountain are all made of whole stones and carved by the great magical powers of cultivators. Only this attic is made of pure wood. Standing on the top of the peak, it looks particularly prominent!
"Whoosh whoosh..."

The first wave of monks arrived at Tongtian Tower smoothly. The towering hexagonal tower had open windows on every side. Looking out of the windows, the tower was empty. There were no monks guarding the formation, nor any formations with flashing lights. It was just an empty building!
The leader of the first wave of monks was none other than the leader of the Zhengyuan Sect, Long Yuting. He stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping across the thirty-three floors of the pavilion.

"The thirty-third floor... is the thirty-third heaven..."

The thirty-third floor attic was within Long Yuting's consciousness. Even a tiny scratch on the wooden pillar could not escape his awareness. His gaze slowly moved from the roof to the bottom of the building. The secret was at the bottom. In Long Yuting's eyes, there was a faintly radiating bright light under the wooden board that was a foot thick at the bottom of the building. From time to time, a trace of milky white pure spiritual energy escaped from the light. After the traces of spiritual energy escaped, they quickly disappeared into the air and filled the space between heaven and earth...

Long Yuting knew that this was the place where the spiritual energy from the heavenly realm escaped. As long as they opened it, pure spiritual energy that was not found in this world would be emitted. Through this place, they could enter the upper realm that countless cultivators in this world had gone through untold hardships and were determined to enter!
Long Yuting took a deep breath, and the few strands of spiritual energy that escaped were attracted by the powerful breath of this high-level cultivator and quickly flowed into his nostrils. On the small face of his Nascent Soul, which was shining with golden light in his Dantian, a trace of satisfaction appeared.
"It really is the spiritual energy from the upper realm. Just a few strands of it can make one feel relaxed and comfortable!"

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