When Wangchuan is activated, the smoke in it will run around and change various forms, reflecting the distracting thoughts in people's mind like a mirror.
But in the end it's just a fairy artifact, it can't speak, and the effect depends on who it is. It's a bit unlucky to be like Xi Ping, because Xi Ping doesn't have so much "immortal energy". Sound and smile. Turning into Mrs. Xi was unexpectedly realistic, because in Zhou Ying's impression, her grandmother was like this.
As long as he went, no matter when he looked back, she would always look at him like this. Sometimes she was taking care of him, and sometimes she was looking at his mother who was trapped in Guangyun Palace through him.
The old lady has a great forgetfulness and repeats what she has said, but she is not annoying. Probably because she never complains, she only talks about good things and happy things. Just like spring flowers are the same, they bloom almost the same year after year, and people will never get tired of them.
She is obviously a mortal old lady with no power to restrain a chicken, but she can weave a paradise like mustard seeds and illusions in her own small garden, which can dispel worries and cure all poisons. When Zhou Ying was young, she was very curious. When people get old, will they be honed into such a hard shell? It's a pity that he may not live to be old.
But later he didn't regret it anymore, because he discovered that people still have thousands of old ways-and there are also many people who are old-fashioned, old-fashioned thieves, and old-fashioned scourges.
Zhou Ying's expression changed a few times, this time, he didn't care about Wang Chuan.
I haven't seen her in five years, and all the gift lists for festivals and festivals are written by Bering. He became a cold-eyed wolf with indifference, and even escaped from the old man's 80th birthday. Zhou Ying actually didn't dare to go to the door, but it was just inconvenient to show it in front of the cub.
With this hand, the devil who had mixed up the thirty-six peaks of Xuanyin until the mountain was sealed, was in the cemetery on the sea where the wind was surging under the cicada's powerful divine consciousness, he concentrated his mind to eliminate distracting thoughts, closed his eyes and fell into a samadhi.
The last thought that slid over his altar was a faint contemplation, he thought: "Why... or if this matter is over, why don't we go?"
However, the aftershock of Elder Cicada's madness could not be subsided so quickly.
Lin Zongyi's first order was to close the mountain, and just as Xi Ping was splitting his mind, he was holding on to his master while he was hanging on to his third brother.
Until Lin Chi was pulled away.
"Zi Sheng, don't wander off," another sword cultivator named Lin, Sheng Ling, said to Lin Chi in a low voice, "Hurry back to Plated Moon Peak and seal the mountain."
Only then did Lin Chi realize something was wrong.
Except for a few who don't know how to read the atmosphere like him, the masters of Shengling Peak gathered near the main peak have been clearly divided into two groups, one with the surname of Zhao and one without the surname of Zhao.
Xuanyin Mountain is called "Thirty-six Peaks" in name, but it's just a general name. Not every mountain has an owner, and there are some vacant ones after the death of the original peak owner, waiting to be assigned to the new Ascension Spirit. In addition, there are still three or four people from Li's lineage, and the mountain is closed all year round. Generally, there is no call from the elders, so they don't come out to join in the fun. Excluding these, and those who happen to be in seclusion now, there are only about twenty masters of Shengling Peak who came over.
When the nine peaks of the Zhao family arrived, the two groups were almost divided - the Zhao family was obviously more tense, and the other group was mixed with Lin Chi and others who couldn't find the north.
Xi Ping followed Lin Chi to sweep the field, thinking that the proportion of the peak master of the inner sect should be the same, and the disciples at the bottom should be similar, and there are still people walking in the outer sect.
This... I'm afraid I'm going to mutiny
"Master Lin," Xi Ping dryly suggested amidst the tension, "I think you should stay away from them."
He didn't need to persuade him to say this, Lin Chi ran away without looking back, "Could it be that they really want to fight against the same sect?"
Xi Ping was silent for a moment: "The peak masters of the inner sect are all decent people, but they may fight violently if they disagree with each other. It may be a stalemate for a few days, but..."
Lin Chi: "What?"
Xi Ping said slowly, "I'm afraid that the punishment may be too late to seal the mountain."
He said, trying to get out his spiritual sense as much as possible, calling him Master in his heart.
How are you, master
Elder Si Ming has gone to the East China Sea. If the piece of Zhaoting you left behind is really on me, let him bring it back. In case Master Lin can restore it.
You take care of yourself, you can't even settle your debts, so why worry so much. You don't care about them, and you don't care about me, okay
However, the magic seal has returned to its place, and he is in chains, so it is impossible for the master to hear his words.
Xi Ping's crow's mouth was full of prophecies - when Zhao Yin broke away from the thorns and flew towards Qianxiu Temple, there was a peak master surnamed Zhao who secretly revealed the news.
Xuanyin Mountain's "Wentian" communicates with the inner and outer sects, and is protected by the Zhenshan Great Formation. The real name of the spirit that mentions Shengling or Cicada's slough can be protected from prying eyes. The Zhenshan Great Formation is not anyone's property. For official use only.
But in the big Xuanyin family, there is a private "wentian", who can contact the ancestors in the inner sect, and get the news as soon as something happens.
The Zhao family's "Wen Tian" instantly spread throughout Xuanyin's inner and outer sects, and together with the violent wind and rain, it blew out towards the human world.
Pang Jian originally said that he would go to the Hou Mansion to celebrate the old lady's birthday, but he failed. The news from the branches of Tianji Pavilion all over the place has already buried him:
"Xuanyin Mountain Qianxiu Temple flew out of the passive wind, passed by Lanchuan, and rang the evil spirit bell."
"The wind blows over the waves, Lie Ke flies stones, and rings the evil spirit bell."
"It's raining heavily in Ning'an, and the Zhao family's aura in Ning'an has changed, so they can't come out behind closed doors."
"Zhao Wei, Zhao Qishan and others in the northern part of Guzhou stole the celestial artifact and slaughtered their fellow disciples!"
Provoking Xiao Qiang, causing misfortune to spread all over the world.
Guzhou was the first to become chaotic again. Just like five years ago, the ghostly place of Guzhou was cursed by someone.
In the northern branch of Tianji Pavilion in Guzhou, two half-immortals surnamed Zhao "went crazy" without warning, guarded themselves and stole a large number of immortal artifacts illegally. .
The evil spirits are all desperadoes, and they have been fighting wits and courage with these people all year round in the world. Companions and comrades-in-arms are all friendships with their backs against each other and their lives depended on each other.
After receiving the news, the capital of Guzhou North Branch was furious and ordered the arrest, regardless of life or death.
Karma Beast followed the remaining aura and chased all the way to the offshoot of the Zhao family in Guzhou. The Zhao family tree has deep roots. Except for the family in Jinping, the clan has all over Dawan, and almost every state capital has Zhao's offshoots. What a power. The head of the northern branch is going to check immediately, but where can the Zhao family in Guzhou, who is over the top, agree? When the two sides disagreed with each other, they fought, and the fairy artifacts and degraded fairy artifacts flew around, accidentally exposing the unregistered monks who were raised by the Zhao family in Guzhou.
This is not evil, what is evil!
Guzhoubei asked other branches of Tianji Pavilion for support, but this matter is difficult because there are too many Zhao family members walking in the world, and the conflict in Guzhou, regardless of whether they are busy or not, the branches in various places began to split and tense.
When Pang Jian was in a state of desperation, on the tenth night of the seventh lunar month, a strong wind blew to Jinping City.
A rickshaw pulled by its feet ran over the newly built driveway in Jinping City. The driver was panting against the wind, and the drunken pleasure-seekers were sucked by the resentful wind and opened their eyes blankly.
In the General Administration of Tianji Pavilion, the calendar board on the door jumped back and forth between the two states of "clear" and "gale", and the dozing Karma Beasts all stood up with their fur down.
Before Pang Jian could figure out what happened in Guzhou, he heard that the Tianji Pavilion branch in Suling couldn't be contacted—the head of the Tianji Pavilion branch in Suling was the Zhao family's in-laws!
The strong wind that arrived in Jinping swept across the Tianji Pavilion General Office, and there was a "crash", and the bronze evil spirit bell on the eaves rang.
Pang Jian's heart tightened, but he heard that the evil spirit bell moved only once, and then those tongueless bronze bells were also hesitating whether to ring or not, and only "rustled" like ominous whispers.
"Governor!"
A blue-clothed man flew sideways into the courtyard: "Xinsu Pagoda Wei Zhang is missing!"
Pang Jian: "Didn't you let you secretly watch before?"
"Yes," said the blue robe, "but he has an unregistered immortal artifact from the inner sect..."
As soon as the Pang family interrupted him with a wave of their hand, don't explain it at this time: "The Qinglong Pagoda cannot be lost. You go to the Yongning Hou Mansion, call Xi Yue out, and ask him to guard the Qinglong Xinsu Pagoda for me first. Report it to the court. Immediately find a few brothers to enter the palace to protect His Majesty, the Zhao family of Jinping surrounded me, and the magic circle of Jinping's city protection was fully activated. I asked the Kaiming Division to come out to support, and... "
"yes."
Pang Jian pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "To Xin Zhuang ... to Bai Ling, no matter what Lu Wu's shit-stirring sticks are doing, give me a break and come back to make things right!"
The walking in the world responded and left.
Pang Jian took a deep breath, and took out a box of Zhu Jidan and his amulet from the mustard seeds—the letter of guarantee that Zhixiu wrote to him when he entered the Tianji Pavilion—he used this to calm himself down, and put it back in his arms.
Governor Pang's 100-year stay in Tianji Pavilion is not for nothing. In addition to the news on the surface, he actually received two secret letters that make people gasp. I don't know whether it is true or not.
"It is rumored that the inner gate is closed, and the situation is unknown."
"The Great Elder Chuan Si Li has fallen!"
Elder Cicada’s fall, if it’s true... if it’s true...
Pang Jian shuddered. After Dawan Lingshan was completed and the country was established, it was unheard of for thousands of years.
Didn't the Donghai incident subside five years ago
When Xi Yue received the order, she was sitting alone in the concierge of the Hou Mansion.
The old lady's birthday banquet is over, and the guests have already said their goodbyes. Except for the opera in the backyard, the mansion has already calmed down. Xi Yue asked the servants of the gatekeeper to rest, and he read under the lamp with a scroll of magic circle classics. He didn't turn a page for half a night, and he curled up a corner of the page into a garlic skin.
When she felt someone coming with a sword, Xi Yue suddenly raised her head, and before the joy appeared on her face, she saw clearly the sapphire blue robe of the comer, and her eyes dimmed again.
After listening to the blue-clothed message, Xi Yue habitually remained silent and only nodded calmly. Then he took out a handful of spirit stones and quickly set up a magic circle inside and outside the Hou's mansion. When the formation reached the corner gate, he saw Lord Hou standing there alone.
Lord Yongning's hair is already graying, but his shoulders are still straight. Shaohua left long ago, but he left behind his demeanor. Ye Feng flapped his wide sleeves angrily, and he was looking up at the corner door wall.
Xi Yue walked over and bowed to Lord Hou.
Marquis Yongning didn't look back, and said without going to the village or back to the shop: "Every time your incompetent elder brother came back from fooling around in the middle of the night, he would only dare to go through the corner gate. Stay, I'm afraid I won't come."
Xi Yue's long eyebrows twitched slightly, her calm expression almost lost.
"Is there something wrong?" Hou Ye turned around - he only showed a little old-fashioned when he moved, and his actions were not as decisive as before - Hou Ye patted Xi Yue's shoulder, "Go...go, I think this demon flavor is not right, be careful, and send home a letter to report that you are safe after work, ah. Don't act like that bastard..."
Xi Yue was about to say something when she suddenly felt a strange wave of aura.
Half-occupation feeds on spirit stones, and is much more sensitive to spirit energy than humans... even ordinary monks. He raised his head suddenly and saw that the spirit energy of the entire Jinping City was rapidly gathering in one place—Guangyun Palace!
Xi Yue didn't have time to say more, so she untied the mustard seeds on her body, stuffed all the degraded celestial artifacts that she had collected over the years to Lord Hou, and chased after the place where the spiritual energy gathered, but was stopped by Pang Jian halfway.
Pang Jian grabbed the back of the half puppet with one hand, lifted the body that was 30% lighter than a mortal of the same stature, and patted it towards Xinsu Pagoda: "I want you to guard the Qinglong Pagoda, don't go there, someone violated the rules in the mortal world!" Build the foundation!"
With a sound of "pop", the strong wind shattered a steam wind lantern, thick clouds floated over Guangyun Palace, and there was a faint flash of lightning.
Zhao Yu, the chief guard of Qinglong Xinsu Pagoda, was in the Guangyun Palace's inner treasury at this time, and he put together the last fragment of "Floating Mountains, Seas and City Map"—this day's son is self-restraining and thrifty, but only likes to collect some antiques and paintings. The first emperor didn't dare when he was here, but now he is slightly relieved when he succeeds to the throne. The sycophants from all over the world know about it and often collect it for him. This fragment is one of Jingzhou's tributes this year.
In the eyes of ordinary people, that painting is just a valuable antique. Zhou Huan has played with it a few times before throwing it into the warehouse. Although Zhao Yu could easily sneak into the emperor's inner treasury, he never dared to move - King Zhuang knew he was looking for this painting.
Fortunately, God helped him, Zhuang Wang never returned to Beijing.
Zhao Yu took a deep breath, and used his spiritual energy to stitch together the torn scrolls. The spiritual energy swept across the thousand-year-old painting, and the skylight and cloud shadows in the picture flowed, and strange shadows and demon traces flashed on the misty floating mountains. The whole painting " "live", and the powerful natal magic weapon was taken by him as his own. Zhao Yu took a few deep breaths, took out the Foundation Establishment Pill that he had prepared earlier, and swallowed it in one gulp.
He couldn't delay any longer. There was news from the inner sect that the heaven of the Zhao family, Elder Si Li, had collapsed. This must be a catastrophe for the Zhao family. The ancestors told them to prepare early, build the foundation if they can, and don't begrudge the spirit stones they keep privately on weekdays.
There are many degraded immortal artifacts in the palace, many sapphires in the emperor's inner treasury, which were sucked up by Zhao Yu in one go, and the elixir and spiritual grass that the nobles should keep in good health also did not let go.
His spiritual consciousness was unprecedentedly tyrannical, and he swept out along the Guangyun Palace, and the blue-clothed half-immortal of Tianji Pavilion, who had just arrived, was thrown off the sword by him as soon as he met his face. For a moment, Zhao Yu had an illusion, as if the whole world was just a painting, and he was hanging high above the canvas, and he could kill with a pen!
Kim Ping...
The next moment, he quickly locked on Emperor Zhou Huan on the "canvas".
With a second thought, the cultivator who established the foundation had already bullied the new emperor who was awakened by the strong wind!
At this moment, an arrow with a flaming arrow pierced through Zhao Yu's outstretched hand, and the arrow brushed past the mortal emperor, Zhou Huan, who was stunned, was unscathed.
Pang Jian gave a long whistle, and several blue clothes fell around Zhao Yu, surrounding him.
Zhao Yu waved his hand slightly, and the palm pierced by the barrier-breaking bow grew back unscathed: "My lord governor."
"Zhao Yu," Pang Jian first protected the mortals with a mustard seed, and then turned to his former colleagues with his hands behind his back, "The Tianji Pavilion that you and I entered before and after was brought out by Elder Su, and he is considered a senior now. Yin, building a foundation in the mortal world without authorization, almost hurting mortals, what should you do?"
Zhao Yu smiled: "Pang Da people, don't pretend to be confused, I know you have very good eyes and ears, what happened to the inner sect, what happened to the Zhao family in various places, don't you know?"
Pang Jian: "What does that have to do with you? Your Zhao clan's in-laws are everywhere, not to mention Guzhou, even the nine clans of the Zhao clan in Ning'an can't implicate you. Are you crazy?"
After Zhao Yu listened, he just smiled: "What do you know?"
He, Pang Jian, was just a carefree watchdog. His parents didn't know which country bumpkin he was from, and he couldn't find anything in his family tree or ancestral grave. His vision has been limited to the mortal world all his life. Like Su Zhun, he is named Xuanyin Outer Gate. In fact, he doesn't even know where the door of Xuanmen opens.
Zhao Jun didn't know the dark days, he couldn't understand what "cicada sloughing" meant to a family.
"It's useless to talk too much," Zhao Yu shook his head, "I know you have a lot of tricks, and you have killed Ji Jian more than once by leapfrogging. Come and try."
After the words fell, the two of them were no longer in the same place. Pang Jian escaped unexpectedly and got out from the place where Zhao Yu was standing just now. Zhao Yu also knew what he was going to do. As soon as Pang Jian showed his head, his inspiration was touched. He felt that everything around him was slightly twisted by an invisible hand, and an abyss suddenly appeared behind the emperor who was protected by him. Zhou Huan showed panic, It was about to fall.
Pang Jian locked onto Zhao Yu's location in an instant, but the spells that were thrown out were scattered by Zhao Yu in mid-air.
The blue clothes were quite tacit, some went to protect Zhou Huan, some cooperated with Pang Jian, but the mountains and fog in the painting of floating mountains and seas immediately floated around, and Zhao Yu easily surrounded them in the painting.
The foundations they used to leapfrog to kill were all evil spirits. Even if their cultivation base is high, they have natal supernatural powers and resources are limited after all. It is not as good as Tianji Pavilion's supply of killer weapons from Plated Moon Peak every year. However, this does not exist for Zhao Yu . Standing side by side at the Qinglong Pagoda for a hundred years, the walkers in the world are more familiar with each other's cultivation and methods than themselves, and the fight is almost like fighting with the left and right hands-the left hand just took Dali Pill!
At the same time, Tianji pavilions in various places opened up the inscriptions on the local city gates, and the news of the Zhao family's rebellion flew to the capital like snowflakes; in the sealed inner gate of Xuanyin Mountain, Lin Chi saw that the two groups of people on the main peak were still calm for the time being. After being a cat on Yuefeng Peak for a whole day, she couldn't hold back under Xi Ping's tossing and turning, and slipped out again quietly. Just as she made a detour and flew to the back mountain of Feiqiong Peak, she heard a loud noise from the main peak, and Qingluan's hair was almost scared off. .
After two days of confrontation over there, it was finally a move.