Changyang

"Son..."

Zhao Xi stepped forward with anger in his eyes, obviously very dissatisfied with Xie Jinling's unreasonable and brutal behavior.

Ming Huai glanced at the iron chain in his hand, threw it to Zhao Xi, turned his face and said, "Yin Liang, follow me."

Yin Liang was an extremely silent swordsman with broad shoulders and a clean shaven chin. He also came from the Kunlun Sword Palace. He had been with Ming Huai since he was a child and was used to obeying all the orders of the young master.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to chase Xie Jinling's back in the thick fog.

Minghuai glanced at the monks who were tightly tied together on the ground, picked up the bone flute from his waist, put it to his lips, and pressed his knuckled fingers on the flute hole. As he played, spiritual power suddenly flowed from his bones. The flute swings open.

The clearer and brighter music cut through the thick fog, melodiously passing through the evil spirit of the wind, and straight into the monk's ears.

Wherever the flute sounded, the movements of the monk with red eyes and dementia slowed down, and the monk whose consciousness was on the edge of blur gradually became clearer.

The closest monks who were bound by iron chains quickly stopped struggling. The ferocious mania on their faces gradually faded away, and confusion began to appear in their eyes, apparently unclear about their situation.

Minghuai didn't stop immediately. He lowered his eyes and lifted his fingertips calmly. The music of meditation and concentration blended with spiritual power and floated along the various caves.

The thick fog seemed to be fading.

Somewhere in a cave, a male cultivator who was walking heavily heard the faint sound of a flute carried by the strong wind. He suddenly stopped, holding the Ghost Moon Soul Calling Flag tightly in his hands and waving it suddenly.

"Ugh-"

The strong wind blows more and more violently, passing through the cave's large and small holes, dragging out a gloomy whimpering sound. The clear music is gradually suppressed by the whimpering strong wind. The evil spirits that had stopped slowly begin to wander around again, and the evil spirits on their bodies They condensed tightly again, exuding astonishing cold power.

Minghuai paused with his fingertips, raised his phoenix eyes, and looked cold. Then he played the bone flute again, and the spiritual power contained in the music doubled.

……

"Array binding!"

In the Thirteenth Cave, the female cultivator with slender shoulders and slender waist raised both fingers of her right hand and shouted loudly. A white formation descended from the top of the cave, tightly binding the several thick black evil souls that came towards her like a spider web.

The three monks who had fled all the way in hurriedly got up from the ground and retreated to the rear.

Hua Yulan's expression was cold, and her hands changed: "The spiritual light shines alone, and the true energy is absorbed!"

Another formation was launched from her hand and hit the bound evil soul. The white spiritual light was dazzling. As soon as it got closer, the evil soul screamed sharply and its black soul became lighter as if being cooked by fire.

When the formation wraps them tightly and shrinks them, the evil souls seem to be compressed and melted, scattered in the air, but new evil souls are forming in the cave.

"go!"

Hua Yulan said to the three monks behind him.

The four of them ran out along the Thirteenth Cave together, but before they could run out, Hua Yulan suddenly stopped, a cold aura appeared on her fingertips, and she took a few steps back.

"boom!"

The stone wall in front and side was suddenly blasted open, and one person rushed out first.

"Cheng Qing?" Hua Yulan couldn't help but be surprised when she saw the person coming through the thick fog and dust in the sky.

"It's me." Cheng Qing saw the aura on her fingertips and shouted, "Don't do it."

He turned back to face the cave entrance: "Quick, follow."

Two more monks rushed over from the side hole. When they saw Hua Yulan and the others, they carefully observed their sober eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Hua Yulan asked.

Cheng Qing: "I met them halfway. These evil spirits are still lingering. They are impossible to kill and are still getting stronger."

These monks broke through the stone walls from other caves and escaped all the way before bumping into him.

The other monks in Cave Thirteen also escaped in this way.

Hua Yulan raised her hand, and the silver chain on the back of her hand swayed slightly. She blasted out a palm to disperse the evil spirits chasing after her again: "It's time to go out."

At this time, they didn't know that the exit had already been blocked by dense evil spirits, and the dense fog was still shrinking.

……

"Did you hear it?" Ping Qingyun ran, lowered his head to string all the luck beads together, and asked if the music was still the same, "It seems like someone is playing the flute."

Qu Ru turned her back to him and used the hexagram array to trap the chasing monks: "It should be Minghuai."

Ping Qingyun kept provoking those monks who had lost their consciousness along the way, and now there were dozens of people behind him. Qu was still good at predicting his opponent's moves, but he couldn't stand up to so many people, and he was already out of breath and exhausted.

The cold light of the sword flew towards him, followed closely by a long whip swung from diagonally below. Qu Ruji turned his feet and tried to deflect all the attacks, but his spiritual power dried up and he was too late to crush the spiritual stone. Completely deflecting the attacks of so many monks.

"All gods are covering their bodies, all evils are retreating!"

At the critical moment, Ping Qingyun strung together the transport beads, not caring how many there were originally, strung them all together, put them on his wrist with a swish, turned around and hit Qu Rugu with one palm.

The moment Ping Qingyun's spiritual power struck, the dim formation under Qu Ruji's feet lit up. The attack that was supposed to hit him was suddenly diverted and hit the left cave wall.

"You..." Qu Ruyi turned back to look at Ping Qingyun. He was not in his own hexagram array, but he could ignore the field, unblocked, and bless himself with spiritual power.

"Quick, quick! Let's go!" Ping Qingyun saw the monks chasing after him and quickly shouted to Qu Ru to leave.

The further they walked in, the clearer the music of Qingyangjingshen became more obvious, and the attacks of the monks chasing behind them gradually weakened, but often soon after, the whine of Gangqi became louder, and the demented monks began to attack fiercely again.

Qu Ruji was responsible for using the hexagram array to deflect the attack first, while Ping Qingyun was responsible for blessing good luck.

Others might not be able to feel such subtle changes, but Qu Ruji could clearly detect the difference. When he cast the hexagram formation, it was extremely smooth. Any interfering factors stopped at that moment, as if the law of heaven was on his side.

However, despite this, the two of them were still being chased by dozens of monks behind them. They were unable to kill them, and they had to constantly attract their attention. The task was difficult.

……

"Sir, are we waiting for Yin Liang to come back?" Zhao Xi watched Ming Huai walking outside the Nine Cave and quickly chased after him and asked.

Minghuai walked around the monk who had regained most of his consciousness. He turned the bone flute several times between his fingers. He stepped into the mist and opened his umbrella: "There is only one road ahead. Wait at the fork."

When Zhao Xi saw this, he pulled the chain in his hand and looked at the monks: "Let's go."

She would not let go of them until the young master said anything.

Seven or eight monks with confused faces could only be tied together and dragged out by Zhao Xi.

In the mist, the streamer umbrella shone with dazzling light. Minghuai turned the handle of the umbrella, and the hanging colorful ropes were thrown up, along the ruby ​​ribs, and connected with the red gems on the top of the umbrella, driving away the approaching evil spirits.

After a while, he suddenly stopped and turned his face to look at the sudden hole in the stone wall on the right.

This cave entrance obviously leads to other grottoes, and at a glance you can see the winding stone paths inside.

Minghuai turned his head and looked at the exit of the Nine Cave not far ahead.

"Sir, do you want to go forward?" Zhao Xi caught up and saw the sudden opening of the cave.

Before Minghuai could speak, the sound of iron chains dragging the floor came from the cave on the side. He raised his eyebrows and waited there.

The first person to come out of the cave was not Xie Jinling, but Yin Liang. Behind him were several sober monks.

"Sir, the evil spirits everywhere are getting stronger." Yin Liang said as soon as he came out, "We should get out as soon as possible."

"Minghuai! Blow quickly!"

Xie Jinling's voice came faintly from inside the cave.

"You guys go." Minghuai turned sideways to close his umbrella, tilted his head, and motioned for Zhao Xi to leave with the monks who were still tied up behind him.

Zhao Xi moved his mouth, but in the end he dragged the monk behind him and ran forward without saying a word.

Several monks who had been following Yin Liang just now also hurriedly ran outside the Nine Cave. Only Yin Liang turned around and stayed silently beside Ming Huai.

As the sound of the iron chain got closer and closer, Xie Jinling finally got out of the hole. The first thing she said when she saw Minghuai was: "Why don't you continue playing music?"

Minghuai glanced at her: "Do you think I'm an actor?"

Xie Jinling came out, pulled her hand, and five more irrational monks were bundled into a ball and dragged out, their mouths all gagged with things.

She snarled: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake. Isn't this what you Ming Gongzi Qing Shenqu is effective for?" "Someone controls the evil spirits." Minghuai swept through the holes in the surrounding stone walls, and they sent whimpers everywhere, causing interference. The sound of one's own flute.

"Don't worry about it for now, let's go out." Xie Jinling kicked him away and rushed towards him.

Minghuai walked towards the outside of the Nine Cave, raised his hand and put the bone flute to his lips again, and the clear flute sound sounded again.

Xie Jinling suddenly felt that the monk bound by the iron chain behind him was struggling and became smaller. He secretly heard the name of the Divine Comedy and it was indeed very effective.

As soon as Minghuai walked out of the Nine Caves, he saw Zhao Xi and the monks standing at the most crossroads of the Star Tomb.

"Master!" Zhao Xi shouted immediately.

She didn't stop on purpose, but as soon as she came out, she met Su Yuyan coming out of the second cave.

Su Yuyan was followed by several monks. Their eyes were stiff, but they stood behind her honestly, like puppets on strings.

"You..." Cheng Qing walked out of Cave [-] and looked at the people who stopped at the fork in surprise.

Five monks came out behind him, and then Hua Yulan came out. She glanced at Minghuai who had put down the bone flute at the entrance of the ninth cave, and then looked at Su Yuyan in the second cave, her eyebrows furrowed.

"What's going on?" Xie Jinling asked, wondering why they all looked like they had gourds stuck on their backs.

"Are you having a conference?" A male cultivator wearing a red and white mask slowly walked out of the tenth cave on the right and asked with a raised voice.

Xie Jinling glanced behind him: "Que Shanxiao, didn't you meet anyone else?"

Que Shan smiled and shrugged: "I am the only one in the Ten Caves."

"Let's go out first." Cheng Qing said, "It's not peaceful in the Star Tomb."

As soon as he finished speaking, some injured monks from Nandou Zhai and Beidou Pavilion suddenly ran in from the avenue exiting in front of him in the thick fog, helping each other.

The monks who came in were stunned when they saw so many people at the fork.

Minghuai's eyes fell in the thick fog ahead, and he turned the bone flute between his fingers and played music again. However, it was not a clear and melodious flute sound, but a spiritual music containing fierce murderous intent. It swayed away with the strong wind, and suddenly the thick The evil spirit of the fog is dispelled.

Everyone immediately saw the spread-winged golden roc in the distance using its sharp claws to tear apart the chasing evil spirits. A two-foot-tall white ape was biting a monk with a monk in its left and right arms.

A young man walked toward the fork on the side of the avenue. His face was extremely gentle and handsome, but his peach blossom eyes were too charming and his lips were too red, with an unusually strong and protruding sense of inhumanity.

"Xu Sanchun." Xie Jinling called him, "Why are you going back?"

The young man raised his hand and retracted it. Jinpeng rushed towards his back and disappeared suddenly. White Ape threw the three monks into the fork, and also crashed into his body and disappeared.

——The demonic appearance.

"It's hard to get out." Xu Sanchun's peach-blossom eyes curled up, his voice was gentle, and there was a hint of bewitching charm inadvertently, "The evil spirit seems to be surrounding us."

The three monks who were thrown to the ground got up and wanted to attack the nearest person.

"Ok?"

Su Yuyan moved her fingertips, and a few wisps of demonic energy penetrated the three-person spiritual platform. Their bodies suddenly stiffened, and after a moment they retracted their offensive, standing with stiff eyes.

Cheng Qing looked around and asked, "Has anyone left the Star Tomb? Are there any Tianyi monks here?"

There were actually nine Tianyi monks gathered at the entire fork.

"Ahhh!"

Suddenly there was another burst of screams from the direction of the exit.

"Fellow Daoist Qu, you have turned your anger on me!"

"Sorry, Kan Shuisheng!"

Que Shanxiao crossed his arms and said thoughtfully: "The music is the same as before, and..."

Ping Qingyun touched his wet back with one hand and ran towards the depths of the avenue. Beside him was Qu Ruji, who was running with him.

Everyone stood at the fork in the road and watched quietly. Before they could fully think about the whole situation, they saw dozens of monks with red eyes and crazy faces behind Qu Ruyi and Heping Qingyun.

"Wow -" Xie Jinling looked at Qu Ruru and sighed, "This is the first time I've seen him run so fast."

Qu Ru is from the Turtle Clan, and usually acts the slowest.

"Stop looking," Minghuai said, "do it."

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, Hua Yulan had already taken a step forward, formed a formation with his hands, and a majestic white light rose from behind him. The formation was like a net, blocking the avenue and blocking out all the demented monks.

Ping Qingyun put his hands on his knees and panted heavily. Before he could completely calm down, he raised his head and scanned the crowd. He didn't see Chang Yang and Bai Mei, so he could only suppress his worries.

"Someone is here again." Xu Sanchun turned his ear slightly.

Sure enough, not long after, another monk walked in, supporting or carrying someone.

Minghuai glanced at Hua Yulan.

After a while, Hua Yulan clasped his hands together and changed the formation mudra, and the formation in front changed.

Ming Huai played the Qing Shen Song, which was not blocked by the formation. The sound of the flute penetrated through and comforted the monks who were blocked outside the formation.

More and more monks were gathering in the middle of the avenue ahead.

At this moment, the strong wind was blowing, and the evil souls from all the caves were floating towards this direction, and the whimpering sounds almost echoed through the entire Star Tomb.

Affected by them, the effect of the Qing Shen Song was weakening, and the dementia monks who were blocked by the formation became crazy again, and actually turned around to attack the monks who were forced to gather inward.

"Oops..." Cheng Qing muttered.

Xie Jinling and Xu Sanchun swept forward at the same time.

"Unlock the formation." Su Yuyan followed closely and turned to Hua Yulan before leaving.

When the three of them rushed forward, the formation in front suddenly disappeared without stopping them.

Xie Jinling took out a gong from the storage ring and struck it with a mallet: "Dang——"

The shrill gong hurts indiscriminately.

Not only were the demented monks sluggish, but everyone present wanted to cover their ears.

"What the hell are you doing?" Su Yuyan, who was catching up, stumbled and almost fell down. She shouted with a black face, "Stop knocking!"

Xie Jinling quickly put away the gong: "Sorry, sorry, I'll look for something else I can use."

Su Yuyan poured out demonic energy from her ten fingers and shot it at the ten closest monks' spiritual platforms, but the control was much more difficult than before.

At this moment, the sound of the flute overwhelmed the ghost's cry.

She seized the opportunity, controlled the ten monks, and asked them to hold hands, squeezing those monks who were stagnant to the side.

At the same time, a golden roc appeared behind Xu Sanchun. With a long cry, it rushed upward and tore the evil spirit into pieces.

"Hurry over!" Xie Jinling shouted.

The gathered monks quickly ran to the fork, where Cheng Qing had already taken out a pile of pills and was waiting there, ready to treat the seriously injured.

The cries of the ghosts once again overwhelmed the sound of the flute, and several powerful evil spirits suddenly emerged from the cave behind everyone and attacked Minghuai.

Zhao Xi and Yin Liang, standing on the left and right, drew their swords and fought with the evil spirits at the same time.

Hua Yulan suddenly turned around, opened her hands, and the wide branching path was included in the formation. She gathered all the spiritual power in her palms, the ground formation light lit up, and a spiritual power shield slowly rose.

"White eyebrows!"

Ping Qingyun vaguely heard a familiar wolf howl from the confrontational flutes and ghost cries. He immediately stepped across the formation and rushed forward.

"It's the sound of Minghuai's flute." Li Zhizheng waved his sword, and his feet suddenly froze, blocking the evil spirits spreading like thick fog. He looked at Bai Mei and the monks who were still awake, "Keep going forward."

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