"This... Dragon Palace can still move?"
Ling Yunzi looked into the distance, his eyes full of confusion.
They already know what kind of existence Dragon Palace Water Mansion is. After all, Qingcheng has an ancient heritage and there are relevant records in the classics.
This thing is called Dongtian Secret Realm.
Different from Blessed Grotto-Heavens, it is a mysterious existence, between reality and reality, which can only be entered through dreams.
In some Strange Tales stories, mortals often enter the fairy mansion by mistake.
That's what I mean.
But I never thought that this thing could move.
At the same time, the fighting on the river had subsided. Broken limbs, broken boat logs, and burning lanterns were rising and falling along with the river's surface.
Except for Zhao Jie who escaped, all the people sent by Shu King Residence have been killed, and 30% of the Qingcheng disciples were killed or injured.
Cheng JianXin also looked into the distance, silent.
"Martial Grandfather..."
Looking at the old man's haggard back, Ming Shanzi's eyes were full of worry, but he opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Cheng JianXin failed to ascend to the gods, and suffered severe backlash. Not only did his Daoism decline, he became blind, and he also quickly became older in a short period of time.
He didn't tell anyone, stayed away from the Cheng family, wandered alone in the streets of Shu, often lying drunk on the streets.
No one knows that he is the world-famous Sword Immortal Cheng.
If you live a wild life and no one cares about you, you can live your life in a cool way.
It wasn't until I met the amazingly qualified Chang Gousheng that I started to think about leaving a trump card for the Cheng family to cope with future changes.
This is what happened.
The moment he found Cheng JianXin, Ming Shanzi couldn't believe it. It was the heroic and mighty Sword Immortal of the Cheng Family.
What worried him even more was that Cheng JianXin was not only injured physically, but also Divine Soul was aging and became almost like an ordinary person.
First, he was chased by Blood Nuo Master. This time he commanded the battle, and the layout was very ordinary, and he did not bring out the combat effectiveness of Qingcheng disciples.
In the past, I couldn't even imagine it.
"Let's go."
Cheng JianXin looked into the distance, his face still calm, "Chengdu Prefecture I'm afraid something big will happen, and I'll... bear the responsibility."
"Yes, Patriarch."
All the Qingcheng disciples raised their hands in unison.
They also discovered the aging of Cheng JianXin.
But so what?
Follow behind him,
It's an honor in itself!
Soon, the seriously injured were carried to the shore for care, while the remaining Qingcheng disciples packed up several complete boats and sailed down the river, heading straight for Chengdu...
Not long after they left, several more figures emerged from the forest opposite, all wearing black robes, with dragon tattoos on their faces, and their expressions were gloomy.
The leader is a young Buddhist monk.
If Li Yan is here, you will find that this person is exactly the same as the old monk Shitilavana saw in the illusion, except that he is much younger.
It is the leader of the Dragon Worship Sect "Lang Wu".
Since he was surrounded and suppressed by the Righteous Way in Shuzhong, he has rarely appeared. Even Shu King Residence's people don't know that this Old Ghost has been following them secretly.
Looking at the wreckage on the river below, "Lang Wu" laughed dumbly, "That's fine, the Lord will be satisfied if we save our troubles."
After saying that, he raised his hand and waved his fingers.
A man in black robe from behind immediately came forward with Brocade Box.
After receiving "Lang Wu", open Brocade Box.
There is a bronze mask inside, with the eyeballs protruding forward. It is Ancient Shu Kingdom Sacrificial Artifact found in the ruins of Ghost Qiang.
He carefully took out the bronze mask, bit his fingertips, smeared the blood on his eyes, and then raised it high.
Phew~
Soon, there was a strong wind in the mountains.
Lines of red mist gathered from all directions. They were the red monsters that Dragon Palace Water Mansion suppressed before and scattered away after being crushed by Earth Sword.
These red strange energy were attracted by the bronze mask, roared towards it, and were all submerged in it.
The vertical eyes of the bronze mask gradually emitted red light.
In the dark, unusually obvious...
"What, got separated?"
Chengdu East City, the old residence of the Bai family.
Li Yan stood up suddenly.
In front of him, it was Six Idlers of the Bamboo Grove.
These seniors who have been famous for a long time are now disgraced and all of them are injured.
"Qingyang Palace's people took action."
Liang Yu said coldly, "They used Paper Crane Tracking Technique to find Qingcheng Sect's hiding place, and brought thousands of soldiers to encircle and suppress it."
"I warned Qingcheng Sect, and tried our best to lure the pursuers away. We wandered around the mountains and forests for several days before returning."
"Sorry, I have to thank some seniors."
Li Yan quickly handed it over, apologetically.
Green Sun Palace and Qingcheng Sect live together in Sichuan and are very familiar with each other. It is not surprising that they can find a hiding place.
Six Idlers of the Bamboo Grove It is not easy to lure so many people away.
"Don't worry."
Situ Bo's old injury has not healed, and he has been fighting continuously these days. His face is a little pale, and he persuades. "The people from Qingcheng are all elite masters. Sword Altar is famous all over the world. It's no joke. He will definitely succeed in one fell swoop."
"Hmm."
Li Yan nodded, but felt uneasy in his heart.
It is now the twelfth day of the first lunar month.
These days, they have been lurking in Chengdu Prefecture, either causing chaos, or probing intelligence, dealing with Shu King Residence, and attracting attention.
It stands to reason that Lu Sheng should send out experts to chase and kill him. He even used gunpowder to set up traps in advance, hoping to kill one or two.
However, none of the experts from Shu King Residence showed up.
Or being too cautious.
Or, there are more important things.
Dujiangyan, although there is Zhao Jie, a master of Firm Strength, but facing the siege of masters from Qingcheng, I am afraid they will not be able to gain any favor.
What exactly does Lu Sheng want to do...
Thinking of this, Li Yan became more and more confused.
Boom, boom, boom!
Just then, a rhythmic knock on the door sounded.
Immediately afterwards, three figures climbed over the wall, it was Sha LiFei and Wang Dao Xuan, with one person escorted to the left and right.
Judging from the clothes the man was wearing, he was just an ordinary citizen. The new clothes he had just changed into for the New Year were in a messy state. He was tied up with a hemp rope and had a rag stuffed in his mouth.
"Woo~woo~"
His eyes were blood red and he kept struggling.
"Daoist Priest, what does this mean?"
Li Yan looked it over, frowned and asked.
"Evil Curse appeared."
Wang Dao Xuan looked solemn and tore the rag out of the man's mouth.
"Ho--!"
As soon as he let go, the man let out a low roar, like a wild beast, his eyes were full of madness, and his body was squirming, trying to open his mouth and bite Sha LiFei next to him.
"Be honest!"
Sha LiFei kicked him away and cursed, "On the way back, I found this man going crazy on the street, beating people everywhere and biting people."
"I didn't bother to pay attention at first, but the Daoist priest said that this person had Evil Curse outbreak, so he knocked him out and carried him back."
"By the way, as soon as we left, a group of guardsmen came to arrest us. Fortunately, we were walking fast..."
While he was speaking, others gathered around him.
Wen Song among Six Idlers of the Bamboo Grove took a step forward, shook Yin Yang Pen in his hand, and with a squeaking sound, cut open the man's upper body clothes.
Everyone suddenly looked solemn.
I saw that "God of Joy Coin" on the chest of this common man was rusty and lost its previous luster.
Under Guaqian's skin, a huge scar appeared, black and blue, with the same pattern as God of Joy Coin.
Around this scar, the blood vessels protrude blackly, like vertical fork-shaped black lines, spreading to all parts of the body.
"Ah--!"
The man suddenly roared, his muscles bulged, and he broke the hemp rope on his body and rushed towards Li Yan.
Bang bang bang!
As soon as he took two steps, Wen Song next to him waved Yin Yang Pen and used the acupuncture technique to hit him several times.
The crazy people suddenly became stiff and found it difficult to move.
The Judge's Pen is good at acupuncture, but it requires different techniques and strength, as well as the twelve-hour Qi and blood flow, which is difficult to learn and master.
It is obvious that he is a master in this way.
"Senior, good tricks."
Li Yan praised it and stepped forward to check.
As you get closer, you can feel it more clearly.
He could smell a cold scent of incense flowing through his body along the blood vessels, and finally gathered at the scar.
Liang Yu also stepped forward, grabbed his wrist and took his pulse, and said thoughtfully, "The pulse is chaotic and weak, and it is weak to press it. The vacuity and yang are excitable outside, but in fact it is Divine Soul scattered and the qi and blood are deficient."
As he said that, he looked at the strange scar and said, "This thing is devouring his energy and blood, and is also absorbing Divine Soul. This person's soul has long been incomplete, so he is going crazy."
When everyone heard this, they looked at each other.
Liang Yu is proficient in medical skills and his judgment is naturally correct.
"What a monster!"
Sha LiFei gasped, "Does this lunatic really want to sacrifice the blood of the entire city?"
Li Yan quickly looked at Wang Dao Xuan, "How are the other people?"
He had been active in the past few days and even assassinated more than a dozen Black Feather Guard in the street. The portraits had already been spread throughout the streets and alleys, and his aura had been leaked.
Black Feather Guard of Shu King Residence led Mountain Guard Dog to search all day long, and even offered a high reward, attracting many Jianghu people and city foxes in the city who were ready to take action.
To prevent accidents, I had to stay in my old house temporarily.
These days, only Wang Dao Xuan and Sha LiFei are out exploring.
Wang Dao Xuan replied in a deep voice, "Although there are not many lunatics, there are also some things wrong with other common people. You will know when you take a look."
Everyone did not hesitate and immediately put on makeup and went out.
Today is the twelfth day of the first lunar month, Lantern Festival "market opening day".
Chengdu Prefecture's lantern festival is famous all over the world, and this year is no exception. Along both sides of the street, bamboo and wooden lantern sheds have been set up. Various lanterns, palace lanterns, and revolving lanterns are so dazzling that you can't see them all at a glance.
On the street, there are even more pedestrians.
It seemed like the whole city was running into the streets.
Chengdu Prefecture There are two other customs on the twelfth day of the first lunar month.
One is "Silkworm God Parade".
Chengdu Prefecture Since ancient times, the silk weaving industry has flourished, and Shu Brocade has become famous all over the world. The twelfth day of the first lunar month is the birthday of Horse Head Goddess (the silkworm god).
The second is to worship "Smallpox Goddess".
In order to prevent children from suffering from smallpox, Chengdu Prefecture people would ask Daoists to put cinnabar marks on their children's foreheads, burn "Smallpox Boat" in the river, and recite "Smallpox Sending Scripture".
It can be said that tonight is the first day of the Lantern Festival.
The carnival that lasted for several days began from then on.
However, everyone soon discovered something was wrong.
The people parading around the city looked at the lanterns on the streets and pointed, their faces flushed, and their abnormal and enthusiastic smiles...
All the lantern tents are covered with red curtains like blood.
Originally, according to custom, it should be colorful, but all the merchants hung up the red lights in unison.
Silkworm farmers carried Horse Head Goddess in bamboo sedans for a parade, and people around them crowded around and even fought on the ground fighting for position.
"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"
No one tried to dissuade them, but everyone roared enthusiastically.
Even the children screamed and fired off cannons in the crowd.
The entire Chengdu Prefecture has been filled with a fanatical atmosphere.
"Shopkeeper, why are you hanging the red curtain this year?"
Li Yan randomly found a wine shop and asked.
"Guest, this is the palace's request."
The shopkeeper's face was also flushed, and there was a trickle of sweat on his forehead. He smiled excitedly and said, "It is said to commemorate the fallen soldiers. This is a really good idea. The red cloth looks festive and lively, and the people like it."
As he spoke, he licked his mouth with his tongue, which was not normal.
"Tsk tsk, shopkeeper, don't you think there's anything wrong?"
Looking at his red face, Sha LiFei couldn't help but ask.
"What's wrong?"
The shopkeeper glared and laughed, "I just feel happy. I have never been so happy in my life."
"Blessings from fairy money!"
Suddenly, a drunk man staggered into the wine shop holding "God of Joy Coin" and shouted, "Give me wine! Give me wine!"
When the guests in the wine shop saw it, they immediately rushed forward.
After a scuffle, someone grabbed "God of Joy Coin" and ran away.
Others chased after him one after another. Even the shopkeeper cursed and chased outside with his large robe in hand.
It seems that "God of Joy Coin" has great appeal.
"Crazy, all crazy!"
Sha LiFei couldn't help but swallow when he saw this.
"What a terrible Cursed Artifact!"
The judge pen Wen Song, his eyes full of horror, murmured, "It's impossible for the whole city to be cursed. Zhao Jie has no such ability..."
Li Yan took out a "God of Joy Coin" from his arms.
This was found in the people who went crazy before.
Rusty and stained, Spiritual Charm is gone.
The hidden spell inside has invaded the people's bodies.
Li Yan rubbed the rusty copper coins, thoughtfully, and looked in the direction of Shu King Residence in the city, "This thing is just a medium."
"The real source should be in the palace."
As he said that, he turned around and asked, "San Er How is it over there?"
Sha LiFei replied in a low voice, "We've almost figured it out. The secret passage leading to the palace was deliberately blocked by someone. It should be that bastard Faceless Young Master who did it."
"Hmm."
Li Yan lowered his head in a deep voice and said, "We don't have time. Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, let's take action and transport all the gunpowder bags to Shu King Residence."
"There must be a main formation in the palace. If it explodes, it should be able to lift the spell."
Phew~
Just then, a gust of cold wind blew by.
The originally clear sky quickly turned dark.
Sha LiFei shivered, raised his palms, looked at the cloudy sky, and the falling snowflakes, and muttered, "The weather is so bad, why is it raining again?"
In just the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with clouds.
Rumble!
Accompanied by the roar of thunder, thousands of goose feathers and heavy snow fell, blown up and down by the strong wind, covering the entire Chengdu Prefecture.
"Be careful, something is wrong..."
Li Yan felt his heart pounding.
He quickly looked up and felt an inexplicable sense of depression.
The sky was full of snow, and it was falling heavier and heavier.
In less than half a pack of cigarettes, Chengdu Prefecture was already dyed white.
On the river a few miles away, Qingcheng Sect people raised their heads one after another.
"Oops, I'm late..."
Ming Shanzi looked into the distance with an ugly face.
Li Yan and others were in the city when they felt it suddenly snowed.
In their eyes, it is true that the entire Chengdu Prefecture has been wrapped in thick white fog.
Slowly squirming, seeming to swallow the entire capital...