"A man should be self-reliant..."
"Put the yellow flower on the mirror!"
Kong Wenrang's face turned pale. He failed to boost his morale and could only dodge in embarrassment. Jiang Yuebai chased him with a knife.
"The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold, the brave man..."
"The brave man hanged himself on a tree in the southeast!"
As the outline of the soldiers and generals appeared, they were interrupted by Jiang Yuebai.
"I hold my sword in my hand and laugh at the sky..."
"I'll go to bed after I finish laughing!"
The flaming blade hit his chest, causing Kong Wen to spit out blood and fly backwards, his mind was in a mess. His cultivation was still not enough, and he could not concentrate, and was always interrupted by Jiang Yuebai.
Jiang Yuebai put away her knife. After a few rounds, she finally figured out that this Confucian cultivator from the Kong family was only good at talking and had a sword in his mouth, so his power was no less than that of a sword cultivator.
The small Ganoderma lucidum above his head moved slightly, and vines on the vine walls on both sides flew out. Kong Wenrang struggled to get up, but was caught off guard and tied up tightly under Jiang Yuebai's relentless pressure.
Just as he was about to speak, several vines flew past him quickly and tightly strangled his mouth, making him unable to make any sound.
Jiang Yuebai summoned the Shadow Moon Mother and Child Blades, and the big and small crescent moons moved as fast as the wind.
Kong Wenrang opened his eyes in shock, and he gathered all his energy. His righteous energy burst through his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye he drew two golden words beside him.
A person with a wealth of knowledge and poetry: Autumn Wind
Amidst the silence, the wind howls.
The sky was filled with the sound of swords and spears, and the ground was filled with waves.
Kong Wen groaned in pain and squeezed out all the righteous energy in his body. Without reciting anything, he just wrote the title of a poem and a majestic momentum burst out.
The wind howled, swords and spears clanged, and the passage suddenly became turbulent with huge waves.
Jiang Yuebai and the puppet Wumian were both forced back by the huge waves. Kong Wen used his tongue to cut through the vines, flew up with the wind, and quickly disappeared at the end of the maze.
There was an itch behind his ear, but Kong Wenrang ignored it and did not notice that there were silvery-white mycelium behind his ear, which were gradually disappearing into his hair.
The waves receded and Jiang Yuebai sheathed his sword. This fight probably helped him figure out the Confucian cultivation method. He thought he could just seal his mouth, but now it seems he would have to break his hand as well.
She deliberately let Kong Wenrang go, naturally in order to let him find other disciples of the Kong family, especially his two elder brothers Kong Wenliang and Kong Wengong.
"When the time comes, I'll bury your whole family in a neat and tidy manner!"
After a short rest, Jiang Yuebai calculated the time. She had been in the maze for more than a day, and this maze would be open for a total of nine days.
Starting from the sixth day, the teleportation array of the inner hunting ground was opened and the outer maze began to be closed.
All the monks who did not enter the inner hunting grounds would be squeezed into pieces and eliminated, just like what she encountered in the bronze maze at the beginning.
"We still need to find the inner teleportation array as soon as possible."
Jiang Yuebai continued to pass through the wall and walk in a straight line, practicing his little magic on the way.
When you see a flower bud hiding treasure, go over to it for a friendly exchange and accept its enthusiastic gifts.
If you see people fighting over treasures, go up to them and try to stop the fight, take away the source of the dispute, and persuade everyone to go outside to calm down.
When he saw people who were not disciples of the sect, he would take out the Ningguang Mirror and ask them to watch Flying Dragon in the Sky, so that they could learn from the sect disciples how to entertain guests.
Day after day, busy and busy.
As time goes by, more and more people are eliminated, and most of them are still independent cultivators.
Like every previous alliance, the Loose Cultivator Alliance is called an alliance, but it is actually very difficult to manage. A large number of people who are willing to become loose cultivators, in addition to not being able to enter the sect due to qualifications, do so in order not to be restricted.
Therefore, most of the independent cultivators who participated in the Fengyun Conference were looking for treasures and opportunities. The leader of the Independent Cultivators Alliance had no hope of winning, and he himself had not returned to the headquarters of the Independent Cultivators Alliance for more than ten years.
Most of the independent cultivators in the maze act alone or in pairs. If they encounter disciples from aristocratic families or sects who gradually gather into large groups, they will naturally be eliminated.
In addition, everyone discovered that in the past, disciples from aristocratic families were more united and strong, and were on par with disciples from sects.
This time, in less than six days, the number of disciples from aristocratic families who were eliminated was actually much greater than the disciples from the sects.
In the center of the stone pillars in the square, two more disciples from the aristocratic families in Pingjiang Region were eliminated. They were dressed in tattered clothes, their bodies were covered with frost, and they still had expressions of extreme fear on their faces.
"It's Tianyan Sect's Jiang Yuebai who did it again!"
"Just like the previous twenty or so, they were blasted out by Fu Bao's move."
"This kind of immoral stuff should be banned! How come she, a descendant of a great clan, has no other tricks besides the talisman?"
"Look at those elite disciples from aristocratic families. Which one of them doesn't have a talisman? When the two people from the Wang family were eliminated yesterday, they were still holding a half-activated talisman in their hands."
"From the current number of people, only the Kong, Fang, and Lu families on the side of the Aristocratic Family Alliance have been eliminated. There are not many people left from other families."
"It's also quite strange here at the sect. More than 30 disciples from the older generation of the major sects were eliminated, but the younger generation actually persisted until the fifth day. That's pretty impressive."
"It's a pity that we can't see what's going on in the maze, otherwise it would be very exciting."
At this time, a mirage gradually appeared above the stone pillar, and the inner hunting ground was about to open.
"This is... the Xuanming battlefield, the place where the Ice Demon ancestors came from!"
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At that time, it was the fifth day of the trial, at the altar in the center of the maze.
A giant bronze sword, a stone pillar with vines and trees entwined around it, and a huge ice sculpture with a human face and a bird body stood in the ruins, facing the three major areas of the maze respectively.
The ruins are like the remains of a dilapidated imperial city, but from their huge scale one can still imagine the former glory and prosperity of this place.
However, at this moment, most of the area to the east of the ruins was shrouded in fog, and the way to the teleportation array to the hunting ground could not be found.
The cold wind was howling, and the solemn atmosphere made people shudder.
The two disciples from the aristocratic families came out from behind the ice sculpture of the demon god and immediately laughed when they saw the fog in the east of the ruins.
whoosh!
Two sword energies shot out from behind a fallen huge stone pillar. The two disciples from the aristocratic families were terrified and hurriedly dodged and stepped into the thick fog.
"Haha, you useless people from the sect, come in and kill us if you have the guts."
A mocking voice came from the formation. Xie Jingshan jumped onto the stone pillar and angrily slashed at the formation in front of him with a flaming sword.
Boom boom boom!
No matter how hard he attacked, the sword light was like a drop in the ocean, unable to stir up any waves in the thick fog.
"Don't waste your time. The people from the noble family are clearly well prepared to set up this fog-hidden killing formation. Only people from their noble family can pass through safely. If we go in, we will definitely get into trouble."
He Wangchen slowly poked half of his head out and said to Xie Jingshan.
After Xie Jingshan jumped back to the stone pillar, he said, "Then can't you think of a way to break this formation?"
He Wangchen scratched his head, "I'm just watching and thinking, don't worry, you have to be calm and take your time to break the formation. The more anxious you are, the easier it is to ignore the flaws in front of you. My master said..."
"Okay, okay, stop nagging and hurry up to break the formation. By the time you finish nagging, the opportunity will be gone. Now more and more disciples from aristocratic families are entering, and our sect will definitely suffer a great loss."
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'm watching." He Wangchen still stretched his head to observe slowly.
Xie Jingshan sighed, "It would be great if Jiang Yuebai was here. She has the most ideas. Fortunately, we were able to get out of the bronze maze so smoothly this time because of the part of the maze map she gave us."
roar!
An earth-shaking roar came from behind the giant bronze sword. Xie Jingshan and He Wangchen lay in a row and secretly watched.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground vibrated rhythmically, accompanied by the creaking of metal under the weight. Five people fought and retreated, escaping in a panic from behind the bronze giant sword.
"The five from Guiyuan Sword Sect!"
A dark shadow covering the sky and the sun was cast down from above, and Xie Jingshan and He Wangchen looked up stiffly.
The ten-foot-tall bronze body, with eight arms wielding different weapons, looks like a furious Vajra in Buddhism, with a huge momentum.
Xie Jingshan yelled, "What a bunch of bastards! How did they lure out the bronze maze guardian puppet, the Eight-Armed Vajra!"
(End of this chapter)