Less than half an hour ago.
Yu Zikuan went down the mountain, just in time to invite the gods to activate. He decisively resettled the small sect he had just brought down, and leapt into the surrounded Kushan sect.
"I have to go back." He spoke very quickly, "The situation in this formation is weird. Do you have any clues?"
Shi Jingzhi glanced at his dirty mask: "This formation is very powerful, you'd better give up. Even though Wushan Mountain is so big, small sects are running around, there will definitely be sacrifices. We do our best to obey fate, so..."
Yu Zikuan interrupted him, with a bit more bitterness in his voice: "Well, I understand. Everyone, let's just say goodbye."
Shi Jingzhi sighed: "This formation clearly absorbs people's essence and seals people. Those with high internal power can live for a moment longer. But after entering the formation, there is no energy left, and there is no way to escape." of."
"I know, but Ah Zheng is still inside, so I have to go." Yu Zikuan shook his head, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute."
Yin Ci suddenly spoke up.
He took off the white jade hairband on his head, and his long hair fell instantly. Yin Ci stroked the hairband, and then looked at Shi Jingzhi: "This hairband is engraved with protective techniques. The essence of the protective array is a spirit shield. Please use the shield first, and the person in the shield will retain the shield. Still able to move for a while.”
Shi Jingzhi suddenly realized: "Aci, you can't-"
"Taking people as their talents, the magic is most effective." Yin Ci smiled, and most of the coldness in his smile disappeared. "But Master doesn't allow me to hurt myself. I need Master's help in this matter."
The Diao Ying Sword passed by, and a large section of Yin Ci's long hair was cut off. He quickly arranged his hair and said, "Master's wound is not healed yet, just add some more blood."
Unexpectedly, before he had tied his hair, Shi Jingzhi quickly cut off a large section of his long hair. The headmaster took turns smoothing his hair with his injured hands for a while, and his originally shiny black hair was oozing with thick blood.
"The more, the better, and you will be prepared. Here, Ah Ci, let's get together."
Time was urgent. Although Yin Ci felt that he was being teased by this little brat, he did not go into details.
Yin Ci tied up the two strands of long hair tightly and handed it to Yu Zikuan along with the hairband: "Take it and activate the spell immediately after entering the mountain. The divine formation is too strong and it won't last long. You must go back quickly."
Seeing Yu Zikuan open his mouth, Yin Ci frowned and immediately said: "There is no need to say any more nonsense about thanks. This hair tie is something I treasure. If nothing happens, you will die in a conspicuous place so that I can find it... Okay, get lost."
Yu Zikuan took a deep breath and swallowed back the words that slipped to his lips. He put the big ball of bloody hair into his arms and headed straight for Zongwu Mountain.
Shi Jingzhi turned his head in an instant: "A precious thing?"
"Just tell the truth." Yin Ci gave him a funny look.
"It's rare that A Ci is so enthusiastic."
Yin Ci looked in the direction where Yu Zikuan was leaving, and smiled slightly: "As the saying goes, nothing can be done more than once, but experiencing some things once is enough... It's just that I feel the same way."
Cherishing the tragic death of someone but being unable to do anything about it is undoubtedly the most suffocating pain in the world. Yin Ci was used to watching all the tragedies in the world with a cold eye. Now his heart was peeled off and gradually softened. He even had an almost childish idea - he had helped Yu Zikuan, and maybe he had accumulated some virtue to prevent similar misfortune. It will never happen again to Shi Jingzhi.
But this idea was so subtle that he couldn't bear it even with his old face, so he would never say it out loud.
In the foggy mountains, there are Zhulou halls.
As if hiding under the eaves in the pouring rain, Yan Zheng's body suddenly felt a little warmer. The heavy pressure was resisted by something, allowing him to breathe again.
Yan Zheng straightened his trembling knees and tried to raise his eyelids: "Yu Zikuan?"
"Yes." Yu Zikuan pushed up his mask, "Time is limited, so go first."
Please operate the divine formation without mercy. Young and powerful as Yan Zheng, he is also dying at this moment. Elder Kong, who was older, was bleeding, and now he was reduced to twisted flesh on the floor, which was already broken.
Yan Zheng moved his chapped lips, but didn't make a sound for a long time. He, Yu Zikuan, accepted death too much and dared to turn back and break into the death formation. Regarding the fact that "someone is actually willing to go back for him", Yan Zheng couldn't control the sadness and joy in his heart.
"I've obviously made arrangements for you." He grabbed Yu Zikuan's sleeve again, feeling a little confused. "You have to send the innocent sect down the mountain..."
Over the past six years, it was not that Yan Zheng couldn't understand Yu Zikuan's thoughts. He was about the same age as Yu Zikuan's beloved son who died, and there was no one to accompany him in the mountains, so Yu Daxia had some feelings for him. Even if you raise a dog, six years is enough to accumulate some pity.
Therefore, he even made arrangements for Yu Zikuan in advance with the excuse of "being unable to save himself."
Why did Yu Zikuan come back? How to maintain action in this fierce formation? Yan Zheng was extremely weak and his head was a mess.
"They have already gone down the mountain." Yu Zikuan said patiently, "I will take you away this time."
"I...I..."
"I know what you want to say. I have no intention of forgiving your blood debt for anyone. As a Taiheng person, I naturally want to punish evil and promote good."
Yu Zikuan put a hand on Yan Zheng's shoulder.
"Those who don't repent will be killed, and those who can distinguish between good and evil will be punished. Yu Zheng, you still have the Yu family's medical skills, which are useful in the world. As one of the enemies of the Ling Cult, I will punish you to save as many people as you have harmed. Are you willing?"
Yan Zheng swayed on the spot and saw the corpses of the Ling Cult believers all over the place. He stepped away from the leader's position and struggled to squeeze out a response.
"Um."
Yu Zikuan smiled tiredly: "It's a deal."
After that, he took out the white jade headband from his pocket and looked at it hastily. Most of that ball of hair was turned into powder, and it was still falling apart at this moment. Yu Zikuan held the hairband in his left hand, picked up the dying Yan Zheng with his right hand, and sprinted out of the mountain with all his strength.
As if these two fishes had been discovered, the pressure from the God Formation became much heavier. The bloody hair seemed to be burned by invisible flames and disappeared faster and faster. The protective shield outside the two people made a tiny cracking sound, indicating that they were in danger. However, Yu Zikuan ran away despite the influence of the "Sealing Action" of the Inviting God Formation, and his body's meridians were completely empty, leaving only a few of them.
Every step forward costs several times of . His hair was about to burn off, he was almost exposed to the formation, and his whole body seemed to be submerged in an icy mire. Yu Zikuan's eyes went dark for a while, and years of intuition were running rampant in his mind -
He couldn't hold it any longer.
Master and disciple Kushan didn't know their origins, but it was not easy for him to be able to protect them with blood and hair for more than half an hour. Seeing the mountain boundary close in front of him, Yu Zi gritted his teeth and stuffed the hair tie into Yan Zheng's arms.
Yan Zheng was still young, so he calmed down for a while and was able to squeeze out some energy to save himself. I have reached my limit, and I am afraid I can only stop here.
"Remember to return the hairband... to Yin Ci of the Kushan Sect." Yu Zikuan said with difficulty. He put Yan Zheng down on the ground and pushed him towards the mountain side. "Go quickly, don't look back..."
It was supposed to be the moment of separation between life and death, but Yan Zheng smiled.
He finally stood firm, and the next moment he lifted up Yu Zikuan on the ground. The two of them were so weak that they almost fell together.
"The villains of the Ling Cult are wandering around the world, and they need to be monitored by heroes." Yu Zikuan was tall, and Yan Zheng didn't answer the question. "Don't look back? Now I... I'm not that useless, so of course I have to look back."
The hair is burned out, the protective shield is completely broken, the energy is lost and the magic circle is bound. Yan Zheng decisively opened his wrist, poured his own blood on the white jade headband, and moved step by step outside the mountain. The effect of the blood was limited. Yan Zheng could see that his flesh and blood were dry and his hair was withered, but he still forced himself to remain standing, struggling forward in a posture that almost fell.
A cup of tea, or a hundred years, they finally moved out of the edge of the invitation array.
The weight on their bodies was gone, and they both fell to the ground almost at the same time. Yan Zheng's long hair was spread all over the floor. It was originally as black as ebony, but now it was as pale as falling snow.
The two people fell into a deep coma. The breeze from the mountainside swept away the mist, and the withered grass rose and fell with their chests - the rise and fall was slight and gentle, but it was definitely there.
In comparison, the situation of the Kushan sect is more complicated.
Yan Qing looked at the slowly disappearing corpse, feeling a chill in his back. The feeling of relief after defeating Chai Xuan was all evaporated from his head. If Shen Zhu hadn't met Yu Zikuan that night, they would all be on the mountain now.
This formation is so dangerous that you can't even save yourself after it's activated. The Taiheng and Chigou sect members, the small sects who came to join in the fun, and the entire Ling sect will all be captured by the invitational formation. Once the main altar of the Mausoleum Sect is destroyed, the branch altars in various places will inevitably fall into madness. Seeing that Chen Temple has been closed down and Taiheng has just changed hands, it is hard to say how long the riots will last.
On the other hand, Shirou confuses the situation at the front, and all factions suffer unexplained casualties at the back. No one wants to lose their teeth and swallow blood. After this change, chaos in the world is just around the corner.
This vicious formation is clearly a guide and a fuse.
But who will benefit from the chaos in the world? Yan Qing's head felt dizzy thinking about it, and he couldn't think of a reason. After witnessing the Inviting God Formation devouring a living person, all the sects under the mountain also came to their senses and turned their attention back to the Kushan Sect.
No one is stupid. Seeing the scene in front of them and seeing the actions of the Kushan Sect, anyone with a discerning eye can guess what happened. This time, it is hard to say whether the "Kushan sect will get clues about meat" or not, but it is certain that they will be led down the mountain.
Jin Lan was the first to speak out: "Master Shi, that formation...?"
"That was a killing array set up by bad guys, and our faction just happened to see it." Shi Jingzhi cheered up and answered quickly. "The formation is really terrifying. Our faction has no other choice but to lie about getting clues and come up with this strategy."
As the leader spoke, he waved the flag on his hand to make the wound on his hand bleed again. His eyes were so sincere that it made people cringe, and he almost said pitifully, "This is all to save you, please thank the Kushan Sect."
However, he has a good nose and eyes, and his cunning is just right, making people uncomfortable.
Jin Lan: "..." He is more accustomed to the humble style of people in the martial arts world, and he can't adapt to the joyful spirit of the leader when he kicks his nose and face.
When Shi Jingzhi saw that Jin Lan didn't answer, he added a hint of truth to his voice: "Everyone has been frozen here for a long time. You can see the strength of our faction. If I had to wait for clues, I would have escaped by now. Are you still lingering here?”
"Who knows?" An unknown voice came from the small sect, "Just now you gave that man his hair, and that man came back to the mountain again. You guys know how to deal with this formation, maybe the vicious formation is you. Do it!”
"I also heard about the Mishan Sect a few days ago. Their Kushan Sect knows how to fight, and they even broke the Mishan Sect's secret book—"
"I think the boss directs and acts on his own, and it's true that he sells everyone's favor."
Jin Lan's heart skipped a beat.
Indeed, the reason why I can think positively about this matter is that I have a good impression of the Kushan Sect. But for others, the Kushan Sect no longer has any reputation or credibility. I don’t know how Jingzhi can get rid of this at that time...
"Huh? Well, it's not impossible for you to think so."
Shi Jingzhi smiled and put his hands behind his back.
"If our faction can create such a ferocious formation, it will be easy to kill all of you. Do you want to propose a toast instead of a penalty drink?"
Jin Lan looked at Yan Qing with a numb face, and Yan Qing hurriedly avoided his questioning gaze. Yes, he had misjudged the reputation of Master Shi. He had indeed never heard that the Kushan Sect was a well-known and upright sect.
Even his apprentice cooperated in the last-ditch attack, exuding a thick and ferocious force without any scruples, making no one dare to move.
"If you think you were sent to the rescue by me and want to repay your gratitude, please tell me the clues you have found these days. If there are no clues, you can just say thank you loudly."
"As for those idiots who think that our sect has gone to great lengths to create such ferocious formations just to defraud you...according to your statement, the ferocious formation was created by me, Kushan, so the main altar of the Ling Sect must have been destroyed by our faction, right? Jianghu Now that I’m safe, shouldn’t you also pay me some compensation?”
Headmaster Shi narrowed his fox eyes and made an abacus just under everyone's noses. Jin Lan has been traveling around the world for a long time, and she has never seen anyone so... so rude.
But "just saying thank you" counts. It's always better than taking things by force and killing people. Jin Lan sighed inwardly.
Even if you are a wanted person, if you receive a favor, you have received a favor. Rather than continue to fiddle with this clue, it would be better to withdraw it as soon as possible and report the big news of "the destruction of the Lingjiao main altar" - the Lingjiao branch is causing chaos, and Taiheng's manpower will only be even more insufficient.
Jin Lan took a step forward with some disgust, and faced Shi Jingzhi who was full of joy: "I, Taiheng, never like to owe favors. My sect has sorted out the discoveries in the past few days, and I will give them to the leader. That's all for now. , see you next time, Taiheng still wants to arrest the Kushan Sect."
With Tai Heng taking the lead, other small sects also lost face. They lined up one by one to say thank you or provide news. Not to mention that the God-Inviting Formation shows no signs of stopping, even if it disappears immediately, the small sects will not dare to approach Zongwu Mountain.
There is no loss in talking about it, and he can still settle his favor and cut ties with the Kushan sect as early as possible.
The four members of the Dry Mountain Sect transformed themselves into old autumn harvest farmers and immediately harvested the harvest to prepare the news. Broken clues piled up, and while talking and laughing, a rough outline of the map slowly emerged.
Yin Ci sighed as he saw Shi Jingzhi smiling more and more happily.
Yan Budu wanted to see the dispute between the sects, so he only allowed a sea of people to search. They can either respond with a blanket search, or they can only come out halfway to stir up disputes and seize results. For the Kushan sect with only a few people, no road was easy to follow, but who knew that the fox actually found a solution.
Shi Jing's head seemed to have eyes after that. When he noticed Yin Ci's gaze, he slowly turned his head: "A Ci, how about it? Don't wrong yourself easily in the future."
Leader Shi even pretended to clear his throat and asked narrowly: "What about your 'won't do it next time'?"
Yin Ci: "I'll go around later and look for a metaphor to help myself."
"Okay, I'll be with you... wait, don't change the subject!"
Yin Ci's eyes softened, he leaned forward, and his warm breath fell on Shi Jingzhi's ears: "Not next time."
… As long as you’re safe and sound.