At the same time, Li Jinglong and Ashina Qiong were running around amidst the thunder and lightning, wild thunder and lightning were everywhere from the zenith down, and in the barren hills, deafening thunder bloomed in the ears.
"I'm going deaf..."
"What did you say… "
Li Jinglong and Ashinaqiong could only recognize each other's words through their mouth movements, but the thunder and lightning shot wildly from the sky, and a flood came from nowhere, screaming and bursting with thunder and lightning, intending to attack the two of them.
In an instant, Ashinaqiong turned over in the air, a strong light bloomed around his body, and the flames ignited blazingly, summoning Bahram, the god of war, to rise into the sky.
Li Jinglong: "..."
Immediately afterwards, Bahram behind Ashinaqiong flicked his hands and waved two flaming whips, which caught the green dragon that attacked the two of them alive. The green dragon struggled violently and swung wildly. The fire whip in Naqiong's hand locked it tightly seven inches away, and shouted: "Get down!"
Qing Jiao fell to the ground, Li Jinglong jumped up while running, and grabbed the Qing Jiao's horn, Ashina Qiong roared like a horse: "Get up!"
He dragged the fire whip back fiercely, and actually pulled the green dragon up flat on the ground, passed through the thunder and lightning, and flew towards the huge beam of light in the distance.
"The name of Jianglong Immortal Venerable must be changed! Why don't you give it to me!"
"I don't mind, you have to ask Lao Qiu!"
Li Jinglong tried his best to climb up the back of the green dragon, and Ashina Qiong passed through the eighth floor of the thunderbolt, and flew towards the passing light beam. A giant dragon full of lightning appeared in the distance, roaring and rushing towards them.
"Hurry up!" Ashina Qiong roared.
The two horns of the giant dragon were entangled in mist, releasing thunder that covered the entire valley. The thunder and lightning first rose to the sky, and then scattered and fell to the earth. The area on the eighth floor is extremely small, only accommodating a few green dragons and the lightning dragon king flying around. Seeing that the dragon king was approaching in an instant, Ashina Qiong turned the green dragon over with a whip and brushed against the dragon king. The moment that passed, Li Jinglong suddenly saw two monsters screaming ferociously in the black air emanating from its horns!
Li Jinglong yelled and was almost thrown into the air. Ashinaqiong pulled Qingjiao up abruptly, and then the Thunder Dragon King charged again.
"Rush over!" Li Jinglong shouted angrily, "Don't hide!"
Ashina Qiong: "..."
Li Jinglong let go of the jiao's back, quickly rushed along the jiao's body to the jiao's head, jumped up, and stepped on Ashinaqiong's shoulder. Ashenaqiong's body sank, and Li Jinglong flew over and stood in front of the jiao's head. The man manipulated the green flood dragon, and without avoiding it, he shot towards the Thunder Dragon King.
Thunder gathered on the two corners of the Dragon King, showing blue-purple lightning, and then the sky was closed, and the sky and the earth were quiet. Ready to go, as long as they are released, they will be electrocuted and wiped out.
Ashina Qiong yelled wildly: "God! I haven't recognized my godbrother yet! Chang Shi! I don't want to die now!"
When it was too late to say it, Li Jinglong turned the Wisdom Sword in his hand, shouted, and a beam of light bloomed. The beam of light buzzed, hitting the Thunder Dragon King. The Dragon King was suddenly caught in such a photo, and suddenly rolled in the air, accompanied by a wild roar.
Qingjiao and Dragon King brushed past their bodies, and the thunder and lightning erupted behind them, causing the rocks to collapse. Thousands of broken rocks rose into the sky, and then were intensively bombarded by lightning and fell to the ground! There was a sea of flashing electricity everywhere, and Li Jinglong could no longer talk to Ashinaqiong, and was thrown to the ground.
While he was busy, Ashinaqiong wrapped Li Jinglong with a whip, rolled him back, and drove the green flood dragon, rushing into the beam of light. Accompanied by the loud noise, the two of them were transported into the seventh floor together with Qing Jiao and countless broken rocks.
In the third floor, the Flame Dragon King's eyes were covered with black cloth, he was dressed in a red robe, and raised his hand towards the boundless sea of magma. Obsidian rose from the magma, Qiu Yongsi went first, followed by Xuanming, and then Hongjun.
"It's like having a long, long nightmare." Yinghuo said, "When I woke up, I remembered my old name."
Hong Jun turned his head from time to time, unable to restrain himself from looking at Yinghuo.
His fiery red shirt reminded Hong Jun of Chongming, and his bleeding eyes reminded him of Yuan Kun. When Hong Jun saw him, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: He had been away from home for too long, and he didn't know how Chongming was doing on Taihang Mountain.
When he heard Ye Ming's story, Hong Jun thought of his adoptive father who was guarding Yaojin Palace again and again. At this time, he even felt a little guilty—the guilt of abandoning his adoptive father because of Li Jinglong.
"It's okay." Yinghuo seemed to know that Hongjun was looking at him, and said.
Since entering the Dragon Town Pagoda, what the Dragon Kings said the most was "no problem", Xuan Ming said so, and Ying Huo also said the same.
"Why do you always look at him?" Xuanming asked, and everyone walked towards the beam of light on the third floor on the suspended, hot obsidian.
"I think of my father." Hong Jun said.
"Looks similar to me?" Yingzhuo said indifferently.
The flame breath on Yinghuo's body was indeed somewhat similar to that of Chongming, it was a scorching feeling that would ignite those who approached it.
Hong Jun said "hmm", raised his eyes to look at the beam of light, but Ying Huo said, "You are a child brought up by Phoenix, aren't you?"
Yinghuo also felt it. Qiu Yongsi saw that Hongjun seemed a little homesick, so he reached out and patted him on the shoulder. In this lonely, empty and isolated tower, Li Jinglong was not by his side, so Hongjun was naturally more or less Some insecurities.
"I miss him." Hong Jun said.
"The lifespan of the phoenix is the real eternity." Yinghuo said, "It is immortal and reincarnated in the flames of nirvana. If you think about it, it is a good thing to be born in the heaven and earth, and the lifespan will eventually end. If you have time to spend more time with Let's accompany your father, don't be like Xie Prison and Ye Ming."
Yinghuo didn't know the relationship between Hongjun and Chongming, so she never stopped reminding her. Hong Jun nodded, and walked into the beam of light under the leadership of the Dragon King.
In the thirteenth year of Tianbao, winter.
Nearly four months have passed since Li Jinglong entered the pagoda. In Pengze County, Jiangnan Road, in the early morning, a thin layer of frost formed on the grass. A horse galloped along the official road and turned into Pengze.
Immediately there was a man and a woman, each wrapped in mink fur. The man had a handsome face, as beautiful as a girl, with fair skin, dark brown curly hair, and eyes like jewels soaked in water. The woman's neck was exposed, her wrists were slightly bronzed, her eyelashes were thick and long, and her big eyes were like two pools of autumn water, but her expression was cold and arrogant. It was Artest and Trundeau.
After Artest arrived in Pengze, he first went to the post station to pick up the letter, and as expected, he found the letter sent by Li Guinian from Chang'an.
"No way." Trundeau frowned and said, "What does your elder brother eat? Why did the big snake go back?"
"Hush." Artest opened the letter and read it, paid the money, and got a letter from Fuyun Villa in Hangzhou, stamped with a seal, and inside was a blank piece of paper, which also means that everything in Li Jinglong's place is normal and has not yet been released. tower sign.
Originally, Li Jinglong had assigned tasks before entering the tower, and during the period before he left the tower, no one needed to stay at Fuyun Villa to wait. Instead, let them go separately to help him find the clues of Fudo Mingwang's remaining five magic weapons. So Mo Zhigen and Lu Xu went to Youzhou, while Artest and Trundeau came to Pengze. Both of these places were where Di Renjie worked. According to Li Jinglong's guess, Di Renjie might have been in one of these two places back then. In one place, the Wisdom Sword was found.
After all, a few months ago, everyone took it for granted that Xie Prison had re-entered Zhenlong Pagoda, but Li Jinglong and Ashina Qiong entered and exited Xie Prison, one in and one out, causing the Exorcist to completely fall into the scheme of the black dragon. When the four of them parted, they saw Xie Prison rushing out, and their expressions immediately changed.
However, it was too late and irreparable. After the four of them had a brief discussion, Mo Zhigen suggested that after Xie Prison escaped, he obviously didn't know that Li Jinglong had ambushed Li Guinian in Chang'an as a backup. cast a net.
The situation in Anlu Mountain was unknown, and more importantly, it was to inquire about the news of Youzhou, so Mo Zhigen decided to keep the original plan.
As early as when he went to the south of the Yangtze River, Li Jinglong discussed and formulated the direction of action in the next year: mainly to find the magic weapon of Fudo Mingwang, and at the same time inquire about the movement of Anlu Mountain after fleeing Chang'an, and try to infiltrate Youzhou.
The four formed two teams and went on the road separately. Artest set the scope on Jiangxi Road and began to search and inquire about Di Renjie's whereabouts. Just three months ago, Li Guinian sent his first letter: Yang Guozhong has returned to the court. Not only did Li Longji not listen to Li Jinglong and let Li Guinian take care of him, but he tolerated Yang Guozhong to recuperate in Xingqing Palace!
"Things are not as simple as you think." Artest said to Trando, "The prison seems to be dead, or in other words, it has re-convinced the emperor through a clever disguise."
Trundeau looked at the letter in Artest's hand and said, "If you don't understand Chinese, please read it."
Artest spread his hands helplessly, and replied: "The elder brother has written so much, he will continue to observe, let us not go back in a hurry."
After Yang Guozhong returned to Xingqing Palace, under Yang Guifei's intercession, he managed to save his life. Li Guinian tried his best, but he couldn't test out the remaining evil spirit in him. Yang Guozhong even acted as if he had forgotten many things, he was recuperating in Xingqing Palace all day long, let alone going to court.
This time Yang Guozhong turned from the dark to the bright. Although it was a dangerous move, Li Jinglong was too weak to deal with him for a while, so the Exorcist had no choice.
"Wait for Changshi to come out of the tower and then think of a way." Artai finally said, "To be honest, I don't believe that Xie Prison gave up his body so easily...to investigate Jiangzhou Mansion today."
"Can you find it?" Trundeau was getting a little bored. It took them nearly half a year to inquire about the news from Hangzhou to the north, and sixty years had passed since Di Renjie was an official in Pengze. How many people still remember what happened sixty years ago
"If you can't find it, you have to look for it." Artest whistled, and said helplessly, "What can I do? Let's go."
Trundeau stared at Artest, and said, "I can't tell, after following that Han man for a long time, he is actually quite sensible."
"I used to be very ignorant?" Artest got on the horse with a smile, stretched out his hand to give Trundeau a hand, and Trundeau turned over and sat behind Artest.
"I used to hide when encountering troubles." Trundeau said, "Why don't you hide now?"
"Using the words of the Han people, this is called 'keeping a low profile'." Artest laughed, "There will be money, and there will be hometown, you have to believe me." As he spoke, he shook the reins and galloped to Jiangzhou Prefecture along the way.
"I don't know why, but I always feel that we are very close to the truth."
"You said that two months ago..."
"It's true this time..."
In November, there was a strong wind blowing snow in Youzhou, and two horses were stationed outside the post station.
Mo Zhigen checked the letter in the post station, looking for the document sent by Artai from Jiangzhou. Lu Xu looked at it for a while, picked out an envelope from the "Exorcist of the Tang Dynasty", patted it in front of Mo Zhigen, and said: " one."
"Is there any in Chang'an?" Mo Zhigen was on the post station cabinet, rummaging through the mountains of letters. In winter, Youzhou had accumulated a large number of letters from the South Road and Zhongyuan Road. However, since An Lushan took over as the governor of Youzhou, An independent intelligence network was developed. As for the documents between Chang'an and Luoyang passing through the post station, who would care
Over time, the piles piled up more and more. At the end of each season, the post station was packed in baskets and carried away to be burned. In winter, there were government servants carrying letters from the Tang Yantie Division to light the fire and burn charcoal. Whenever Mo Zhigen came to look for the letter, he felt like a dog rummaging around for food.
"Not in Chang'an." Lu Xu said casually.
Mo Zhigen took out Artest's letter, Lu Xu just glanced at it, and said, "You guessed it."
"Huh?" Mo Zhigen frowned deeply, and suddenly noticed something, and said, "Do you know how to read?"
Lu Xu replied impatiently: "I learned it early."
Mo Zhigen laughed, and stretched out his middle finger to touch Lu Xu's side face, but Lu Xu quickly avoided it and looked at Mo Zhigen vigilantly.
"Still laughing?" Lu Xu said, "What should I do now? Hongjun doesn't know when he will come out."
"Trust them." Mo Zhigen said, "Let's do our own."
Speaking of which, Mo Zhigen put away the letter and went out to lead the horse. Instead of getting on the horse, he and Lu Xu walked slowly in the wind and snow. Compared with Artest's team, Mo Zhigen's task is much more difficult. After all, this is the enemy's stronghold, and you are not allowed to investigate casually. The most important thing is to hide yourself first.
"I suspect that there is nothing like what you said here." Lu Xu unfolded the parchment in his hand, and it has been nearly four months since he arrived in Youzhou. During these four months, they first went north to the distance of 200 miles from Fan Yang, entered the territory of the Khitan people, and searched for all possible clues. The rolling mountains are the best place for wolves and deer to move, but there is no sign of an ancient city, only a lot of abandoned cemeteries excavated by tomb thieves.
According to Lu Xu's proposal, perhaps they still need to go north to try their luck in Daxianbei Mountain. When Di Renjie was the governor of Youzhou, merchants gathered here from south to north. Perhaps some Xianbei people brought the treasures dug in the north with them. Entered Youzhou.
Mo Zhigen insisted on going back to the city first, and explored the south and central plains before setting off. After all, once they entered Xianbei Mountain, they had to stay in the mountain for several months. Sure enough, they got the worst news.
The most dangerous place is also the safest place. Yang Guozhong returned to Chang'an and became the target of public criticism, but he also lived under the eyes of the emperor. Without Li Jinglong, the rest of the Department of Exorcism would not know how to deal with the emperor, and rushed back to Chang'an to fight. I was afraid that Yang Yuhuan's eagerness to protect his brother would put the exorcists in danger.
"Li Guinian can't detect the evil spirit." Mo Rigen analyzed to Lu Xu while walking, "It means that at least at this time, Yang Guozhong can't turn the tide."
Lu Xu: "I don't believe that Xie Prison would give up the mortal body so easily."
Mo Zhigen replied: "But, as long as he lives as a mortal, that is to say, he will not gather more monsters in Chang'an."
Lu Xu said, "then what do you think he is waiting for?"
Mo Zhigen didn't answer, and left the post station outside the city with Lu Xu, boarded a small hill, and looked at a cloud of black clouds in the city not far away.
The black cloud covering the city of Youzhou is the thick smoke rising from iron smelting in the iron workshop day and night, and the answer is obvious.
Mo Zhigen said: "Go to the city and have a look."
After leaving Hangzhou, Lu Xu never disobeyed Mo Zhigen's wishes along the way, just like Hong Jun followed Li Jinglong. But Hong Jun didn't understand, and Lu Xu was too lazy to care. Only at this moment, he suddenly said: "Wait, Big Wolf, I don't want to go in."
Mo Zhigen looked at Lu Xu suddenly, and Lu Xu said, "I always feel that Youzhou City is very dangerous, so don't go there."
"The evil spirit is soaring." Mo Zhigen said, "You stay here, I will come back as soon as I go."
"You..." Lu Xu immediately lost his temper. He said this only euphemistically, and he didn't want Mo Rigen to take risks rashly. What does this mean he takes himself for? He immediately turned dark and said, "No way!"
"Then you supervise me?" Mo Zhigen turned his head and smiled, raised his whip again, rushed down the hillside, and entered Youzhou City.