Summon Marshal Wen?
When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other in shock.
Even Cheng JianXin attracted attention.
"Are you sure?"
Female Taoist next to me didn't quite believe it.
Although Female Taoist, whose name is Lan Chenzi, looks like an inconspicuous middle-aged Daoist nun, she is actually proficient in the art of exploration and has become the backbone of the sect.
There is certainly a reason for her suspicion.
The magic weapon "Bing Ding Life-Creating Ghost Talisman" is famous, and no one in Qingcheng Mountain knows it, but the Fengdu lineage is still in decline.
One is the strict rules of this dharma lineage.
The second is that the technique is difficult to learn.
Hold "Bing Ding Life-Creating Ghost Talisman" to summon Marshal Wen.
This move is comparable to a powerful weapon, but only a few inheritors of the first generation can use it, and it becomes increasingly difficult thereafter.
Until now, it only exists in classics.
Qingcheng Mountain's disciples sometimes chat in private and joke that the incense and affection are just like human relations, which become weaker and weaker with more use.
The first generation Old Ancestor arrives as soon as you call it.
Later generations of disciples are too lazy to pay attention.
Now that Li Yan wants to use this trick, it will inevitably make them suspicious.
Putting aside their safety, if something goes wrong and the demon successfully takes away Nine Cauldrons, there will inevitably be countless casualties in Shu.
At times like this, no one dares to be careless.
"Don't worry, it's no problem."
Li Yan looked calm and clasped his fists slightly.
Seeing that he was so sure, the others in the Qingcheng Sect were also a little undecided and looked at Ming Shanzi one after another.
Ming Shanzi looked at the crowd and said sternly, "I believe Young Hero Li, he is a man of great promise and will not mess up on such a big matter, so we will act according to this plan. We don't have much time..."
After making a plan, everyone immediately dispersed to take action.
Zhao Xianda and several guard generals regrouped their troops.
Chengdu is now full of Killing Intent, like a crazy dream. Although it is not fatal, all the soldiers are not in good condition after coming in.
In addition, some people were injured by the crazy people and even wanted to escape secretly in fear.
In times of crisis, heroes show their true colors.
Zhao Xianda After an impassioned speech, and knowing that there would be a catastrophe in Shu, these sergeants were finally inspired and planned to fight to the death.
After all, Shuzhong is their hometown.
After mobilizing the people, Zhao Xianda and others took the Chengdu Prefecture map and carefully discussed the battle plan.
This time is unusual and courage alone will not suffice.
Their strength was only 10,000, and they came from a long distance. The journey was tiring, they had insufficient food, grass and baggage, and only enough gunpowder to support one battle.
But Shu King Residence has 30,000 soldiers and horses, waiting for work.
Not only that, but the road also passes through several streets, which are already occupied by crazy people.
If you want to pass smoothly, you have to use some means...
On the other side, Li Yan is also seeing him off.
"San Er, Old Sha, be careful on the road!"
Looking at the two brothers, he warned them again and again.
"Don't worry."
Sha LiFei chuckled, "If you don't come in Shu King Residence, the worst I can do is get some more gunpowder, and you can just wait and watch the show."
Li Yan nodded, clasped his fists to the side and said, "Three seniors, you have worked hard, please protect my brother."
This time, there were three other people following into the tunnel.
They are "Earth Listening String" Yue SanEr, "Skin Painting Craftsman" Cui Bai among the Six Sages of the Bamboo Forest, and Old Taoist Chong Chenzi from Qingcheng.
Of these three people, one is an earth master who can detect the earth's veins without finding the wrong location and failing in the end.
One is a master craftsman, assisted by various secret techniques.
As for Old Taoist Chong Chenzi from Qingcheng, he looks white-haired, but he is tall and has scars all over his face. He is good at thunder and is considered a master among the people in Qingcheng, so he went specifically to suppress the battle.
The underground passages are complex and the number of people should not be too large.
These people were carefully selected by them.
"Everyone, please follow me!"
Lu San nodded in a muffled voice, picked up the package, took the remaining people with him, and quickly rushed into the thick fog and flying snow.
It's not far from Secret Passage Under the Bridge, but many of the secret passages leading to Shu King Residence have collapsed, and you have to go around several turns to get there, so you leave one step ahead...
Looking at the retreating figures of several people, Li Yan felt heavy.
This operation is different from the past.
From Shaanzhou to Ezhou, although they took over a lot of work, they were all small-scale conflicts and stayed away from the battlefield most of the time.
But this time, it was a real war.
With so many New Style Firearm, no one can guarantee that they can survive the battlefield safely...
"Young Hero Li."
Suddenly a voice came from behind.
It is Commandery Commandant Office Qianhu Zhao Xianda.
With a hesitant look on his face, he clasped his fists and said, "I have thought about it many times, but I still can't find a way to reach Shu King Residence smoothly."
"If we attack the common people, the streets will be stained with blood, and the gunpowder will be exhausted before we reach the target."
"The best way is to help those people break the curse and expel them..."
"This plan doesn't work!"
Female Taoist Lan Chenzi next to him shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Li wants to Summon Marshal Wen. We need to prepare half an hour in advance. We have to leave now. We can't waste our spiritual energy. We won't have enough time."
"Besides, Dragon Girl is not completely stable yet. She is also the key to stopping this. So many people will be directly Divine Soul dissipated!"
Zhao Xianda heard this, and immediately felt embarrassed.
Lan Chenzi is right, but if we insist on a strong attack, I don't know how many people will be killed, and even the soldiers at the guard station will not be able to withstand it.
"I'll do it."
Yang Chenghua saw it and raised his hand.
"Thank you, senior."
Li Yan handed the bronze basket over without saying a word.
Others saw that they were more interested in Yang Chenghua's identity and couldn't figure out why Li Yan, a proud and arrogant person, was so respectful to him...
What they don't know is that Yang Chenghua has absorbed a massive amount of Manifest Saint True Lord's incense, and using the incense to help Dragon Girl is not a problem at all.
In any case, everything has been arranged.
Li Yan patted Wu Ba on the shoulder, then turned around and left with the Qingcheng Sect's group.
They mainly go to the pulpit, Cheng JianXin master and apprentice, Yang Chenghua, and the rest of Six Idlers of the Bamboo Grove will stay with the army.
"Master..."
Looking at Cheng JianXin's increasingly older face, Chang TianQue felt sad and quickly supported him.
This time, Cheng JianXin did not stop it.
He let Chang TianQue hold his left arm, raised his head and looked into the distance, his cloudy eyes were a little absent-minded, as if he thought of something, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Master, what are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing. I remembered that back then, I was fighting with the Golden Horde Wolf Country remnants in Northern Xinjiang. The situation was so serious that it is no different today."
"At that time, several people who usually couldn't stand each other cooperated with each other, and even did not hesitate to block the knife for each other."
"My Divine Land bloody courage has never been cut off..."
Swish, swish, swish!
In the wind and snow, figures flashed across the roof.
In order to avoid being disturbed by the people on the street, Li Yan once they went out, they used the skill of lightening themselves and climbed over the roof and walked over the walls.
The bloody lights below dyed the thick fog red.
Everyone was like ghosts walking on a river of blood.
Following behind were all Qingcheng Mountain elites, so Li Yan ran without reservation, as fast as lightning, and in less than a stick of incense, he arrived at the streets near Shu King Residence.
They hid in the darkness and looked at the palace city in the distance.
One hundred and eight Funeral Lamps emit a cool light, like an isolated island, excluding the surrounding bloody fog.
And below, there is a huge black army.
"This is Soul Guiding Lamp from the Netherworld Sect!"
Ming Shanzi said in a deep voice, "It is difficult to make this thing. Netherworld Sect rarely leaks it. It seems that this demon has been prepared a long time ago."
Netherworld Sect...
Li Yan Suddenly a figure came to mind.
Holding long flags, singing the mourning song Mourning Song.
Netherworld Sect's name sounds scary, but it is actually a Daoist sect. It originated from the sacrifices in the palaces of Qin and Han Dynasties and was proficient in various funeral techniques.
His Chang'an friend, Night Crying Man Shen SanYou, is Netherworld Sect.
At that time, it looked like a high mountain, unfathomable.
I have reached this point without knowing it...
Throwing away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Li Yan turned around and said:
"Everyone, get ready."
Qingcheng Sect Everyone has been prepared.
After hearing his words, they suddenly dispersed.
Daoist robes were fluttering, and figures one after another rolled like cranes in the scarlet mist, scattering to the surroundings with Li Yan as the center.
The location they chose is called Crane Cloud Pavilion.
This restaurant is very famous in Chengdu Prefecture. When a champion from the previous dynasty came back, many dignitaries came to greet him, and suddenly a flying crane descended upon him.
Some people say this is a good sign, implying a steady rise to success.
Immediately, a wealthy businessman proposed to build a restaurant. Later, the number one scholar turned out to be extremely popular, so this place was also called Number One Scholar Pavilion.
Chengdu students will choose this place to entertain guests and friends.
Of course, Number One Scholar Pavilion was also empty at this time.
If the altar wants to be strong, it must be built high.
Everyone in Qingcheng wants to use Number One Scholar Pavilion's height to suppress the opponent.
I saw Ming Shanzi Daoist robes flying, holding a compass in one hand to check, and throwing out small flags from the backpack behind his back with the other hand.
At the same time, another Daoist threw out money.
Bang bang bang!
As the Dharma flag fell, it just passed through the air of the copper coins and was nailed into the gaps between the surrounding green bricks and black tiles.
If someone looks at it from above, they will find that these Dharma flags form a Eight Trigrams Diagram case, and the Qingcheng Daoist people's sleeves are flying, as if gossip is circulating.
As for Li Yan, he sat cross-legged and concentrated.
Qingcheng Sect, people, this is setting up Jingyang Altar.
The altar of Orthodox Xuan Gate is inseparable from "Sixty Connecting True Sanctuary" and "Thirty Meeting True Altar". "Jing" is used for internal defense, and "altar" is used for performing spells.
"Jingyang Altar" is a special one.
In "Shuowen Jiezi", "jing" means bright and sunny, and can also be extended to mean "prominence and auspiciousness".
There is also a saying in Daoism that "when the Jingyang bell rings, all the immortals gather", so the biggest function of "Jingyang Altar" is to summon the immortals.
Although Qingcheng Sect is famous for his martial arts, Law Sword also has Zhengyi lineage on the mountain, so the method of opening an altar and setting up a ritual ceremony is not bad.
Soon, many formation flags fell into place.
Female Taoist Lan Chenzi was galloping and leaping on the snow-covered roof, running back and forth with the red rope in his hand, connecting all the Dharma flags together.
Then, she suddenly fell down and sealed her arms.
Buzz buzz!
The thirty-six golden needles in the bun trembled together, and all the Dharma flags also trembled. Gang Qi rose up and became one.
Ordinary Jingyang Altar takes a long time.
Set up an altar, play music, burn incense...
The process is extremely cumbersome, and some Daoists can't even endure it.
But for experts like them, they can also use various means to temporarily build it, which is barely enough.
But there still have to be rules.
In addition to the assistants, the Daoists also assigned people under the command of Ming Shanzi to guard the altar and look after the altar.
Soon, the incense started to rise.
Li Yan is holding "Bing Ding Life-Creating Ghost Talisman", and Divine Soul is guarding inside.
He dares to pat his chest and guarantee that there is a reason.
First, Luo Feng Mountain has been saved, and with the help of the fairy mountain Boshan Censer, the Outer Altar Eight Generals palace has been built, and the purest Fengdu Method can be used.
The second is his status as a heavenly official.
His "Bing Ding Life-Creating Ghost Talisman" came out of nowhere. Just after the test of the Thunder Department, this thing was ordered to be delivered to the door.
It can be seen how unwilling Jue Chenzi Old Taoist was at that time.
Li Yan already has a guess in his mind.
In the Great Luo Dharma Realm, there is a group of people who want to cause trouble.
But now, other people have also become active.
They should be supporters of <Heavenly Laws> and cannot take the initiative to the Lower Realm or violate Heavenly Laws, so they have to lend his hand...
While everyone in Qingcheng was busy, the Chongqing army also began to set off.
Boom boom boom!
Tens of thousands of armors surged and the ground trembled.
Snow fell from the roofs on both sides.
Solemn and Killing Intent's energy seemed to disperse the thick fog in front of him.
Such movement naturally attracted the attention of people on the street.
"Ah~"
A dense roar of madness sounded.
These people were completely crazy at this time, their eyes were blood red, their mouths were crooked, they were drooling, and they rushed towards the army.
"Get ready!"
Zhao Xianda After giving the order, the soldiers raised their firearms one after another.
Three-eyed gun, shotgun, Divine Firearm...
Their firearms are obviously inferior to Shu King Residence.
But killing people is more than enough.
Zhao Xianda Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If possible, he would not take action against these innocent people.
But the people who were cursed were too crazy.
Once you get close, you may be infected by the spell.
The real enemy is the Shu King Residence army. Zhao Xianda does not want to lose a lot of troops here because of mercy.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Yang Chenghua.
But among the crowd, Yang Chenghua was holding Bronze Flower Basket in his hand, and the people around him dispersed to let him come to the front of the formation.
"Get up!"
There was no complicated spell, Yang Chenghua just shouted, and the surroundings were surrounded by strong winds and flying snow, wrapping him up.
Many people in the back saw it and their expressions changed slightly.
Many of them are masters of magic, and if they are well prepared, they can also make something like this happen.
What really frightened them was that the strong smell of incense suddenly erupted from Yang Chenghua and poured into Bronze Flower Basket.
This level of power of incense cannot be possessed by even the secular gods in mountain temples, and it is still growing.
Buzz buzz!
As the power of incense was injected into it, the bronze flower blue trembled more and more intensely.
Phew~
Finally, the strong wind turned and formed a tornado over the flower basket.
Different from before, the tornado that absorbed a lot of incense became as thick as a bucket, twisting and bending deep into the sky until it disappeared.
This tornado also vaguely looks like a dragon.
Soon, the scent of incense in the surrounding streets gathered crazily towards Yang Chenghua.
Rumble!
Thunder roared in the night sky.
Not long after, it started to rain lightly.
The drizzle was freezing to the bone.
Falling to the ground, the red snow began to melt.
When it fell on their faces, the people also stopped in a daze.
Some people quickly regained consciousness and looked around at a loss.
"Let's go!"
Zhao Xianda gave the order loudly and the army moved forward again.
They advanced with Mandarin Duck Formation, their firearms raised one after another, and following orders from the front, they all fired into the sky.
When the common people who woke up saw this situation, they fled in all directions, revealing the street leading to Shu King Residence...