Tan Tai Buqi was caught off guard and learned the whereabouts of the treasure that could stabilize the state of mind in Gu Peng Secret Realm, and couldn't help but burst into tears.
He was unable to feel any more emotion at the moment, and immediately placed the Kunshan jade piece on a talisman, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and held his breath to concentrate.
The talisman took effect, and the spiritual power of Kunshan Pianyu exploded, greatly making up for the shortcomings in Tan Tai Buqi's cultivation.
The talismans of the top talisman masters can reach a distance of a thousand miles. Tan Tai Buqi does not have this power yet, but with the help of Kunshan Piece of Jade, it is enough to explore the four black mountains.
But above the four black mountains, a faint red light appeared. This was the Mishan Sect's method of tracking auras. They had previously tracked the whereabouts of Xia Jue's soul in this way.
Tan Tai Buqi made slight changes on this basis and used it to find the source of the corpse qi of the corpse-raising formation.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked towards the wooden platform in the valley where Hu Daogui's coffin was placed: "I found the center of the formation."
The wooden platform was located at the intersection of four black mountains, facing the cold moon in the sky. At this time, the evil wind was howling in the valley, destroying everything in its path, but the wooden platform and the coffin remained motionless.
"The talisman of the magic circle is right under the wooden platform." Tan Tai Buqi said as he threw a lightning-attracting talisman towards the wooden platform.
The talisman was pasted on the coffin. Thunder struck, but the coffin was not split open. Instead, the blood-colored runes on the coffin suddenly swelled, as if an artery was cut, and "blood" flowed down.
Soon the entire wooden platform was soaked in the crimson liquid, and a powerful force spread out.
Tan Tai Buqi was struck by the force, his spiritual energy was agitated, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, "No, no, the thing on the coffin will absorb the magic power and turn it into something else. I can't break it..."
Hu Daogui acted meticulously and carefully, and had already set up an extremely tricky defensive spell at the center of the formation.
This spell was basically the same as the evil spell he used to create zombies. Those red runes were like the blood in the zombies, turning the coffin into another form of "zombie".
These "bloodlines" usually devour moonlight and corpse qi to nourish the people in the coffin.
Once someone tries to break the formation, the "corpse coffin" will swallow up the magic power applied to it and bite back at the caster.
In other words, the stronger the magic power applied to it, the more powerful the corpse coffin will be.
Unless there is a powerful person in the world whose realm is far higher than Hu Daogui and can break the formation in one move, the result will be mutual destruction.
There are such people, but they are obviously not them.
Studio:
[I'm going to yue, this scumbag and his entire sect are so hellish.]
[Chang Yang, you should escape quickly while the Fairy Lady can still protect you, but the Fairy Lady is most likely dead QAQ]
Tan Tai Buqi was in a state of panic, and Zhu Changyang patted him on the shoulder: "Let me try."
"You?" Tan Tai Buqi glanced at him and shook his head dejectedly, "It's useless. Your cultivation level cannot compete with Hu Daogui. As soon as you cast a spell, you will be swallowed by the corpse coffin. The stronger the spell, the heavier the backlash on you..."
"In that case," Zhu Changyang said calmly, as if thinking about something, "then don't use magic."
"Huh?" Tan Tai Buqi didn't understand and looked confused.
Zhu Changyang gently stroked Jun Shu's forehead, wiped off the thin layer of sweat, and said softly, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."
"No." Jun Shu had just regained some consciousness, and almost reflexively grabbed him, "Together."
Although he was not sure what Zhu Changyang was going to do, Jun Shu did not hesitate at all. He pointed his hand, and the rusty sword glowed with a cold light. The sword energy swept forward, creating a passage in the whistling corpse qi.
Zhu Changyang felt somewhat helpless, but it was also a good thing. If Jun Shu hadn't used his sword to clear the way, he would have had to find a way to get through despite the cloud of corpses.
Without further ado, he immediately pulled Jun Shu and rushed to the wooden platform under the protection of the rusty sword.
The runes on the coffin were still dripping "blood", and the sticky liquid soaked the entire wooden platform red, giving Zhu Changyang goose bumps all over his body.
Tan Tai Buqi became more and more anxious, but he was seriously injured and could only weakly shout: "Come back soon, Brother Jun is in this state now, we can't let him backfire again..."
Halfway through his speech, he suddenly froze.
Zhu Changyang took out a huge steel machine from his pocket and began to assemble it on a wooden table.
Tan Tai Bu Qi: What the hell is this
How much stuff is in the pockets of the masters
Studio:
[Wow, it’s our old friend the drilling rig! ! ]
[I almost forgot about this! Now I have an idea! ]
During the trip to Qili City, Zhu Changyang accidentally used a drilling machine to drill through the eye of the magic array that suppressed the giant turtle scales. The reason was that the array had carefully set up magical defenses but neglected physical defenses.
To be precise, it is not that physical defense is neglected, but the people who set up the formation believe that the scales and fossils are enough to block the power of mortals.
This is a common problem in many cultivation arrays, and cultivators' defenses against mortals are still at the level of ordinary manpower.
So when Tan Tai Buqi mentioned the mechanism of action of this magic array, Zhu Changyang immediately thought of trying it again with the drilling rig.
Since the magic circle backfires on spells, then just don't use spells.
However, the wooden platform was filled with a strong smell of corpses, and Zhu Changyang was unable to hold on even with his gas mask. Halfway through the installation, he felt dizzy, his legs went weak, and he fell down.
"Chang Yang!" Jun Shu's eyes narrowed and he touched Zhu Chang Yang's forehead with one hand. He endured the discomfort and transferred his cultivation into his spiritual platform to force out the corpse qi.
With his other hand, he took the parts of the drilling rig and began to assemble them.
Studio:
[What? Jun Shu can actually assemble a drilling rig? He's a very capable person!]
[He is just lazy. His ability is first-rate. He usually learns faster than he can solve a math problem in class. I even doubt whether he has a photographic memory.]
[Not all of them are top-notch. I haven’t learned how to ride a bicycle yet (.)
Jun Shu had taken physics classes with Zhu Changyang and had also seen how Zhu Changyang assembled the drilling rig. After taking over, he installed it very quickly and completed it in a short while.
What surprised Zhu Changyang was not this, but that Jun Shu seemed unaffected by the terrifying demonic and corpse aura.
Thinking back carefully, when Jun Shu triggered the Ten Thousand Demons Corpse Poison in the forest, he actually didn't react much. He wanted to suppress the corpse poison at that time mainly for Zhu Changyang and Tan Tai Buqi.
If Zhu Changyang had not made the gas mask, Jun Shu might have been able to break the formation by force.
"Okay." Jun Shu let out a breath and felt a little relieved.
At this time, Zhu Changyang's sea of consciousness had recovered a lot under Jun Shu's energy transfer, and he stood up.
In the sky above the valley, Hu Daogui and Dong Yaoyan were fighting so fiercely that the sky was dark.
Originally, Hu Daogui had already turned the tables, but he was blasted by several high-level lightning-inducing talismans from Tan Tai Buqi, and a lot of his corpse qi was burned away.
Xia Jue regained some consciousness, and the wooden zombie began to resist, causing his ghost and god skills to stagnate slightly.
But it only held him back temporarily. The four black mountains formed a formation, with corpse coffins placed above thousands of corpses, continuously absorbing the corpse qi.
It didn't take long for Hu Daogui to gain the upper hand again. The four zombies devoured Dong Yaoyan's evil energy and approached her.
The poisonous corpse qi enveloped Dong Yaoyan, pressing down layer by layer, forcing her red pupils to bulge as if she was crying blood.
Hu Daogui smiled slightly and said, "Dong Yaoyan, how about my magic of ghosts and gods?"
Dong Yaoyan's face was grim, but she still giggled as she spoke. She gritted her teeth and said, "Master Hu is indeed very powerful. I'm afraid your sect's Xuannv Patriarch didn't know that she would have a disciple as talented as you. If this kind of skills were to be spread out, wouldn't Master Hu be afraid of being despised by your righteous allies?"
"Demon Lord, there is no need to worry." Hu Daogui said slowly and meaningfully, "When I unify the Eastern and Western Demon Realms and become the Demon Lord of the Tracing Realm, those righteous old friends will naturally understand my painstaking efforts."
"Dong Yaoyan, you should never show up at this time. You are the descendant of the Demon Lord Dong Yao. I could have spared your life, but you are too ungrateful."
Hu Daogui's voice was dim, carrying with it endless corpse energy, and it looked like Dong Yaoyan was about to explode.
Suddenly, the coffin seemed to tremble slightly, and a rumbling sound could be faintly heard, but it was masked by the howling breath of the demon corpse in the valley, so it was not clear for a while.
Hu Daogui glanced over and saw a huge strange machine set up on the wooden platform where the coffin was placed.
In fact, he had already noticed when Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu approached the wooden platform just now, but he didn't take it to heart.
The corpse qi there was extremely strong, and there was also a magic circle that could cause backlash. The two men were only at the Jindan stage of cultivation, so if they dared to cast spells, they would be immediately injured by the magic circle.
In addition, Hu Daogui was busy dealing with Dong Yaoyan and did not have the time to stop it.
Looking at it again now, he couldn't help but be confused. This huge object was really strange. With his limited knowledge, he couldn't even tell what it was.
These weapon refiners are used to making some strange things, but as long as there is a fluctuation in spiritual power, they will be backfired by the magic circle, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Hu Daogui sneered and turned his attention back to Dong Yaoyan.
At this time Zhu Changyang turned on the switch, the drill rod of the drilling rig turned wildly, and the alloy drill bit hit the wooden platform. The wooden platform was made of some kind of spiritual wood, which was strong and hard. It would be impossible to break it with the power of a mortal.
But the power of industrial machines can break mountains and rocks, which is almost miraculous and far beyond the reach of human power.
In an instant, a hole was drilled in the wooden platform and wood chips flew everywhere.
The corpse coffin seemed to sense that the wooden platform was destroyed. The runes on the coffin glowed red, and red liquid rose up, gurgling down and falling onto the wooden platform, trying to devour that power.
"Blood and water" continued to flow toward the drill rod and into the drilled hole.
Tan Tai Buqi watched from a distance, his eyes wide open, and shouted, "Run, the corpse water is going to bite you back—"
He screamed heartbreakingly, and then he looked at the wooden platform... nothing happened
Tan Tai Bu Qi:?
Tan Tai Buqi was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had seen it wrong, and rubbed his eyes with one hand.
The drilling rig continued to turn, and the "blood" flowed more and more, making the entire wooden platform like a pool of blood, and continuously poured into the hole made by the drill rod.
However, no spiritual power was devoured.
Since there is no force to be exerted, there will be no backlash.
Above the Black Mountain, Hu Daogui suddenly felt something was wrong, looked back and was shocked: ! !
What the hell is that thing, and why does it have such a powerful force? !
In just a short while, the wooden platform was actually broken through!
Not only that, the drill rod continued to move downwards, drilling through the ground, and mud, sand and gravel flew everywhere.
The most incredible thing is that despite such a strong force, the corpse coffin did not absorb any spiritual power, let alone cause any backlash.
How can this be!
After Hu Daogui came out of the coffin, Zi Jiuwen hid aside to heal his wounds and watched in secret.
When he saw Zhu Changyang and Jun Shu approaching the wooden platform, he was completely unconcerned, just like Hu Daogui. He even expected the power of the corpse coffin to backfire and seriously injure the two, so that he could go up and take advantage of the situation.
He was shocked when he saw the drilling machine drill through the wooden platform. He quickly made a hand gesture and a gust of cold wind blew away.
Jun Shu didn't even turn his head. He held the rusty sword and swung it backhand, and the sword energy went straight towards Zijiu.
Zi Jiuwen was almost killed by Jun Shu's sword in the previous duel, and was immediately startled and retreated in panic.
The drilling rig continued downward.
Hu Daogui no longer cared about Dong Yaoyan. He quickly waved his sleeves and attacked Zhu Changyang and the other man and the huge steel weapon with his powerful skills.
Suddenly, a force spread out, forming an invisible shield wall, blocking his attack.
Hu Daogui turned his head and saw that it was Xia Jue's wooden zombie who had regained his will while he was distracted.
"The fairy lady is very capable." Hu Daogui's eyes turned cold and he shot a black pill into the wooden man's mouth.
The wooden man's mouth was clearly painted, but once it touched the black pill, it seemed to come alive. Red liquid rose and swallowed the black pill, melting it in an instant and seeping into the wood.
Xia Jue uttered a low groan, and the wooden man's limbs fell down. His remaining strength was restrained, and the invisible shield wall dissipated.
Hu Daogui waved his sleeves and was about to cast another spell, but when he was halfway through the gesture, his heart suddenly shook and the corpse qi that filled the valley began to dissipate.
The speed of the huge object was even faster than he expected. In just a short moment, it drilled down several feet.
The drill rod rumbled, and more and more things came out of the hole. In addition to black sand and dust, there were also some white fragments.
Some fragments splashed in front of Tan Tai Buqi. Tan Tai Buqi picked them up and took a look. He was immediately shocked to find that those things were actually bones.
After the shock, comes ecstasy.
Most corpse-raising formations have Yin objects as their eyes. These bones are most likely the eyes of the formation.
Sure enough, as the drill rod penetrated the bones, the runes on the coffin dimmed and the liquid gradually dried up.
The corpse gas that was constantly generated was finally stopped.
Hu Daogui's eyes were about to burst, and he felt the breath constantly leaking out of his spiritual platform. He couldn't help but let out a long cry, "No—"
Dong Yaoyan was seriously injured and just recovered at this moment. Seeing Hu Daogui's expression, she was shocked and suddenly realized, "So you should have died a long time ago!"
Hu Daogui's look clearly showed that his time had come and he was going through the five signs of decay, but he turned the Yuxu Sect's magic of ghosts and gods into an evil magic, using the method of raising corpses to nourish his decaying body with the qi of the corpses of all kinds of demons, and he managed to drag his life to the present day.
That coffin was not only the center of the formation, it was also his final resting place.
He painted blood on the dead wood, used the evil poison as nutrients, and transformed himself, who should have died, into a half-human, half-corpse living dead.
If something unexpected had not happened in the middle and Xia Jue had not survived, if he had obtained Xia Jue's body and completed the magic circle, he might have succeeded.
Fortunately, he made a wrong move and underestimated the destructive power of mortals, allowing Zhu Changyang to get close to the center of the formation and install the machine.
If Hu Daogui was in normal condition, breaking the center of the formation would only weaken the source of corpse qi and would not cause irreversible consequences.
But he was actually already dying, and the magic circle was supporting his life.
Once the core of the formation failed, his lifeline would be cut off.
Studio:
[Ah, another day when the machines break through the formation! ]
[How should I put it? When that old bastard and the witch sister were fighting, it was quite a cultivation atmosphere. The sky was dark and the earth was shaking. I was so excited to see it. In the end, Chang Yang killed them all with one shuttle.]
[Saruman: As long as my teammates are the Changyang! ]
(End of this chapter)