The God-Shaking Technique was obtained by Chen Xi from the Immortal Sword Cave in the Southern Barbarian Underworld. Like the Illusion God Technique and the God-killing Technique, they are all mysterious and unpredictable methods of attacking divine souls.
Illusion magic can only be performed by condensing the power of thought.
The God-Shaking Technique can only be performed by condensing spiritual thoughts.
The requirements for the God-killing Technique are extremely high. The power of the divine soul must reach the realm of divine consciousness before it can be used.
Now, the power of Chen Xi's soul has reached the land of spiritual consciousness, and he is only one step away from divine consciousness. However, it is more than enough to use the shaking divine technique, and the power is more powerful than when he killed the elder of the Li family. It is enough In an instant, the consciousness of an ordinary Zifu monk was shattered, turning him into an idiot.
And when he was caught off guard, monk Huang Ting's sea of consciousness also suffered heavy damage, and monk Liang Yi Jindan was also attacked by his sea of consciousness and suffered a brief trance.
"Huh?" Feng Ming, who was chasing closely behind the Liulin Baochaan, felt his heart skip a beat. He was keenly aware that a powerful divine soul power locked onto him instantly.
However, before he could react, a huge mountain suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness, and then hit it hard. A pain from the depths of his soul surged through his body, and his consciousness also became blurred. If he hadn't forced himself to control it, His body almost hit the wall.
"Damn it! It turned out to be a divine attack method! Who is it? Who is plotting against me?" After a while, Feng Ming woke up from the severe pain, his eyes were fierce, and he swept around fiercely.
The streets were crowded with people, and everyone looked as usual. Feng Ming scanned for a long time, but did not find any suspicious traces. His heart suddenly thumped, "I have reached the realm of Liangyi Golden Core now. If you want to plot against me, unless you are Nirvana, Panjing monk, does that boy have an expert protecting him?"
It's no wonder that he would be so suspicious. After all, the divine soul attack method is too rare. He never thought that Chen Xi not only practiced the divine soul attack method, but also the power of the divine soul was not inferior to him.
"Fortunately, fortunately, this expert has no intention of killing people, otherwise I, Feng Ming, would have fallen here today..." When he thought of this, Feng Ming dared to follow Chen Xi again, and he jumped up and down a few times. Then he disappeared into the vast sea of people.
Not long after, he came to a private house, looked around for a while, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly squeezed in the door.
"Master of the Brahma Palace, that boy appeared in Longyuan City. Unfortunately, he was protected by an expert and I couldn't get close. Moreover, that expert mastered a soul attack method that even broke through my sea of consciousness. I was slightly hurt, and if I didn’t run away quickly, I might not be able to come back this time.”
Feng Ming entered the room and said with a gloomy face: "I suggest that we ask for support. There are too many masters in Longyuan City. With the strength of the two of us, there is no way we can get back the Nine-Character Mantra to Suppress the Soul Talisman. You must know the immortality of that boy. The Qifutu Tower has now become the focus of attention of all major forces, and everyone is eager to snatch it away. If we take action rashly, we may expose our identities."
The master of the Brahma Palace in black robes was pruning a blood-red mandala flower. His slender, white and tender palms were as green as green jade, holding a sharp flying sword. As his wrist shook, some dead leaves were chopped into countless pieces. The rustling fell into the soil, like drizzle, spreading one after another, and the mood was leisurely.
However, after hearing Feng Ming's words, the master of the Brahma Palace paused, and the sharp flying sword exploded with a fierce sword energy. It immediately crushed a coquettish and blooming mandala flower into powder, and the flowerpot also broke with a click. into countless pieces of rubble.
"It seems that we have to withdraw first." The Lord of the Brahma Palace sighed with a hint of unwillingness in his voice: "I originally thought you would bring back some good news, but who knew..."
"Did something happen during this time?" Feng Ming asked in surprise.
"Yes, the Lord has already known the news that the thirty-two Demon Spirit Guards were killed. He has sent a letter from the Blood Moon, instructing you and me to return to the sect quickly without any delay." The master of the Brahma Palace said slowly.
"What? If we go back like this, won't we be......" Feng Ming couldn't say any more, and his face showed endless fear.
"I'm not worried about this. Your Majesty is now in the midst of employing people. He will never attack you or me. If you lose the nine-character mantra, you just need to find it again." The master of the Brahma Palace said coldly: "I'm just a little unhappy. I am willing to accept that the pagoda, an immortal weapon that I had secured, was destroyed by a little guy. I lost my wife and lost my army. It is simply a shame and a great humiliation!"
"What do you mean by the master of the Brahma Palace?" Feng Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his life was not in danger. As for the shame and humiliation, he didn't care about it.
"What do I mean? What else can I do? The Lord has been planning for decades to revitalize the sect, and there is no room for any mistakes. Now that something happened to you and me, the existence of the sect has been indirectly exposed. Now I am afraid that Long Yuan The major forces in the city have already guessed where you and I are." The Lord of the Brahma Palace said slowly: "And this time, the Lord called you and me back to the sect to accumulate strength and refine it in the Blood God Pond ten years later. If successful, we will fully launch the Blood Moon Revival Plan!"
"Is the war finally going to begin?" Feng Ming felt agitated in his heart and couldn't help but lick his lips, "The Chu Dynasty is indeed prosperous and prosperous. It is like hell to be bored in the blood prison outside the wasteland all day long. I don't want to do it anymore. Stay there. It’s a pity that I have to wait another ten years... "
"Ten years?" the master of the Brahma Palace said in an ethereal voice: "For us monks, it is just a blink of an eye."
In the Liulin treasure chariot.
After using the God-Shaking Technique to repel the black-robed man, Chen Xi breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed completely. He had already decided in his heart that he would never enter Longyuan City hastily in the future unless there was an extremely urgent matter.
He knew that he now owned the Immortal Artifact Pagoda and had become the coveted object of countless people. He had also offended the Blood Moon Demon Sect, which might have resurrected. Before he was not strong enough to protect himself, he still hid in the Liuyun Sword Sect. It's more appropriate inside.
Soon, under Chen Hao's guidance, the Liulin treasure chariot stopped in front of a courtyard.
This courtyard is a bit dilapidated and has obviously been uninhabited for a long time. The vermilion gate has collapsed and peeled off red spots. The walls are covered with dead grass and moss. A wild cat saw someone approaching and jumped over the eaves. Disappear.
As soon as Chen Xi and others stepped off the Liulin treasure chariot, the skinny old man driving the chariot also stepped down. He raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard, contemplating without saying a word.
"This is Master Chen Feng, the spy leader of the Duanmu family. No matter big or small in Longyuan City can escape his eyes and ears, he is so powerful. It is said that Ling Kongzi, the leader of the Liuyun Sword Sect, once wanted him to join the Liuyun Sword Sect. , but he declined, and because Master Chen Feng is in charge, the Duanmu family has become the most well-informed among the major forces." Du Qingxi sent a message to Chen Xi and explained.
Chen Xi suddenly realized that he no longer dared to look down upon the unspectacular old man in front of him.
"Uncle Chen, do you know where the man, woman and little girl who lived in this courtyard two years ago went?" Duan Muze asked.
"Master, the boy's name is Mengkong, the girl's name is Bai Wanqing, and the little girl's name is Xixi. They moved here two years ago and lived here for less than seven days." Master Chen Feng's pair of cloudy eyes revealed waves of thoughts. With a look of color, he said slowly.
"Then do you know where they went?" Chen Xi asked with a happy expression.
Master Chen Feng stared in deep thought and remained silent for a long time.
"Don't worry, Uncle Chen will definitely know. He is searching his memory at the moment." Duanmuze said in a voice message, full of confidence.
Chen Xi nodded and thought to himself: "It seems that you really did the right thing when asking Duan Muze for help this time!"
"Master, there are some things I don't know whether to say or not." After a long time, Master Chen Feng said slowly.
"Say it." Duanmuze said without hesitation: "These are my most trusted friends, there is no need to hide them."
"This matter has something to do with Xingluo Palace!" Master Chen Feng made a shocking statement.
Chen Xi's face suddenly darkened, and he thought of Chai Letian who died in his own hands. Wasn't his ancestor a Minghua Daoist from Xingluo Palace with powerful magic
Is it because of myself
However, looking at the time, Chen Xi was a little unsure, because when Aunt Bai and the others disappeared, he didn't seem to have killed Chai Letian!
"The little girl named Xi Xi was born with a body of water spirit and had unique qualifications. She was spotted by a female elder named Jiang Qing from Xingluo Palace. She snatched her away and made her her disciple." Master Chen Feng said with a blank face. The expression said, "That Bai Wanqing left with hatred, threatening to destroy Xingluo Palace one day, but she is still missing. As for that Meng Kong, in order to get the little girl back, his arms were crippled, and the meridians all over his body were damaged. Undoubtedly, he is now reduced to a beggar on the street.”
Hearing this, the expressions of brothers Chen Xi and Chen Hao suddenly became extremely ugly and cold. Even the faces of Du Qingxi and the three people next to them were not very good.
How shameless!
What's the difference between Xingluo Palace's behavior of robbing other people's children and those despicable people who traffic in humans
"I'm going to kill that Jiang Qing! Kill her!" Chen Hao gritted his teeth and said, his voice sounding like it was squeezed out from between his teeth. He had a deep relationship with Mengkong. Now he heard that Mengkong's arms were crippled and his meridians were damaged. Totally destroyed and reduced to a beggar on the street, how can one suppress the anger in his heart
"Uncle Chen, do you know where Mengkong is now?" Chen Xi took a deep breath, patted his brother's shoulder to calm him down, and then said slowly.
"Follow me." Master Chen Feng nodded and walked up to the Liulin chariot.
The group of people drove forward, the atmosphere was dull and depressing, and they all lost the intention to talk. Not long after, Baochuan stopped at a street corner.
Sewage flows across the street, garbage is everywhere, and black and dilapidated tents stand there, as if they will fall to the ground if the wind blows.
In front of one of the tents, there was a skinny man with shaggy hair, haggard appearance, and mud all over his body. He was huddled in the sewage, and his body was filled with a pungent stench.
When Chen Xi and others arrived, this man was curled up on the ground, motionless, as if he had lost his soul long ago, and only a torso was left, with extremely weak vitality.
Seeing this scene, Chen Hao opened his eyes wide and said tremblingly: "Uncle Mengkong?"
The beggar on the ground trembled, but did not raise his head.
Chen Xi couldn't help but feel dazed for a while. He still remembered that when he saw Meng Kong for the first time, he was tall and tall, with a towering posture. When he looked around, he looked energetic and heroic.
But now... he has become a filthy beggar huddled in the sewage. Is this still the top swordsman in Songyan Academy
An indescribable pain surged into his heart, and Chen Xi forced himself to clenched his teeth and pursed his lips in silence.
As for his younger brother, Chen Hao, he knelt on the ground and shouted with sobs: "Uncle Mengkong, did you hear it? It's me, Chen Hao, I'm Chen Hao!"
Seeing this scene, Du Qingxi and the other three looked like they couldn't bear to see it, and felt sad.
"You have recognized the wrong person. I am not Meng Kong. Let's go quickly." The beggar curled up on the ground finally spoke. There was an indescribable pain in his hoarse and weak voice, as if he was enduring something alone.
"You...are you worried that I will offend Xingluo Palace? Aren't you the elder of Xingluo Palace? I'm going to kill her right now!" Chen Hao stood up awkwardly, turned around and left.
"Stop!" Chen Xi shouted in a deep voice: "It's useless to be angry now. Let's take Uncle Mengkong back to Liuyun Sword Sect and heal his wounds. I'll go visit Brother Beiheng and rescue Xixi together first."
Chen Hao froze, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! Brother, but don't stop me from avenging Uncle Mengkong. Without Uncle Mengkong, I, Chen Hao, would not be where I am today. I must avenge Uncle Mengkong!"
"I promise you, but not today." Chen Xi tried his best to stay calm, calmed down again, and said slowly: "Now, let's return to the Cloud Sword Sect first."
Chen Hao was silent for a long time, then squatted down, picked up Meng Kong on his back, and walked away.
Dirty sewage soaked his whole body, and the pungent stench poured into his nose, but he didn't care, because what he was carrying was the master who single-handedly sent him to the road of swords.
That's right, in Chen Hao's heart, Meng Kong is his master. Without Meng Kong, Chen Hao would not be where he is today!
(End of chapter)