Yu Sha

Chun Yuzhi's exclamation of admiration did not affect Chu Weiyang.

At the moment of insight, he immediately fell into a state of true selflessness. In his majestic thoughts, only the inspiration flowing in his mind was left, and the majestic and vast things seemed to be coming. The talismans exploded.

Therefore, by creating Hongmeng Taiyi, we can obtain three thousand avenues.

The condensation of a talisman never stops at a single change. Along with the burst of inspiration, Chu Weiyang's heart surged, and what almost threatened to drown his mind was the torrent of endlessly changing talismans.

The next moment, when Chu Weiyang's pen was about to write the first talisman in the dragon-like book, and just as he was waiting to continue writing, and wanted to write a long and continuous book, suddenly, Chu Weiyang's wrist stopped, and then, Then he laughed as if no one was watching.

Having obtained one, he forgot the three thousand.

All extreme changes, in fact, are still the original talisman. Once he obtains this talisman, he has achieved the complete transformation of this talisman.

It is one and it is also ten thousand.

One of them is above, and all of them are below.

A round of true sun dominates the sea of ​​clouds.

Suddenly, through this talisman, what Chu Weiyang vaguely glimpsed turned out to be the meaning of Danxia in Tingchang Mountain!

At this moment, Chu Weiyang's figure was seen to be stagnant, and similarly, the majestic spiritual thoughts that flashed through the moment of enlightenment followed the restriction and flowed straight into the magic sword, almost turning into a blazing torrent. Submerged the Chunyu Zhizhen spirit that penetrated the restraining chain.

After a sudden muffled sound, Chu Weiyang's hard breathing echoed in Chu Weiyang's mind.

It was as if the impact of this moment's meaning was far more powerful than any pain in making Chun Yuzhi's true spirit come alive.

That was the way of the Talisman Formation that she had walked, that was the road that she had walked, and it was also the pinnacle of a certain realm that she had stood at, and she had once envied the supreme meaning of looking into the distance.

For a brief moment, she gasped violently one after another. The urgency in her breathing seemed to mean that there were thousands of words to say in her heart, but in the end, when her voice fell, there was only a vague murmur. .

"Chu Weiyang...Chu...Weiyang..."

The next moment, as if he was touched, Chu Weiyang suddenly threw the talisman pen on the table. When he raised his palm again, a stream of black light water hung from his palm. As the water light swirled around, suddenly, that The water light condensed into a talisman in Chu Weiyang's thought, and then with a flick of Chu Weiyang's wrist, it turned into a sharp arrow and flew out. Looking at the momentum, it was even three points higher than before.

And when Chu Weiyang looked inside, in the great orifice of the Ming Mansion, the nine-faced black tortoise true spirit hanging above the cold pool, a certain mottled pattern intertwined between the nine-faced tortoise shells, suddenly The space became dense and complicated, and when you looked carefully, what was imprinted on it was the condensed talisman in Chu Weiyang's palm.

There is a method in the Tao, and there is a skill in the method.

That's true!

After witnessing this step, Chu Weiyang suddenly broke free from the state of selflessness.

Clear laughter echoed from the quiet room again. At the same time, Chu Weiyang's raised palm fell and was caressing the ridge of the magic sword. ….

In silence, Chu Weiyang's voice appeared on the other side of the restriction.

"Miss Zhi, don't be in a hurry. One day we will return to Tingchang Mountain. Take your time. Our journey has just begun. No, it hasn't even begun yet. Don't be in a hurry!"

Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice slowly sounded, and at the same time, Chun Yuzhi's difficult breathing gradually became soothing in the magic sword.

When she spoke again, her voice was no longer as clear as before. Perhaps for the first time, Chu Weiyang seemed to hear some gentle tenderness in her voice.

"Well, I know, I'm waiting for that day! From now on... If you have anything you want to ask about the Tao and Dharma of Tingchang Mountain, just ask me. It's just this talent. If you bury it, you will teach me. I'm sorry for my Taoist heart..."

What responded to Chun Yuzhi was the subtle sound of Chu Weiyang's fingertips rubbing back and forth on the sword's spine.

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Outside the sea, Snake Cave.

The dark mist shrouded the entire underwater snake cave, and the continuous sound of thunder continued for a long time. Until now, it has been echoing for an unknown period of time.

In the same place, the huge snake cave and the snake monsters "all over the mountains and plains" were all standing there dully at this moment, letting the turbulence on the seabed roar by without shaking their bodies in the slightest.

From beginning to end, they just looked dull and opened and closed their mouths mechanically.

But as the "Heart-Eating Summoning Spell" was recited over and over again, as time passed, the eyes of those snake monsters became brighter and brighter. Even the most ferocious and ugly monsters seemed to be involved in this process. Completely opened the mind, possessing abundant aura.

At this time, Old Snake, who had been watching for a long time, suddenly walked out with an ebony snake staff, took only two or three ghostly steps, and stood behind Island Master Mo, whose expression also became dull.

When he raised his hand again, Snake Lao's skinny fingers touched the Baihui point on Island Master Mo's head.

Immediately afterwards, Snake Lao showed a strange smile and actually spoke at this moment and began to recite together.

"Heart-Eating Summoning Spell——"

"On the nine-story spiritual platform, in the Eight Treasures Purple Mansion."

"After a thousand calamities, he was stationed in Tingchang. He controlled all kinds of magic and was named Danxia."

"..."

It is very strange to say that just when the hoarse voice of Snake Old Man also joined in the confusion, suddenly, I don't know when, the continuous rumbling sound like thunder suddenly became deeper.

After a while, the dark fog that made people feel trance dissipated.

In the huge snake cave, there are clearly many demons standing there. They are sluggish, minding their own business, opening and closing their mouths mechanically, but the whole snake cave is as quiet as death.

In the place, only Old Snake's vicissitudes of voice echoed continuously, as if it had been the only voice from the beginning.

"Heart-Eating Summoning Spell——"

"On the nine-story spiritual platform, in the Eight Treasures Purple Mansion."

"After a thousand calamities, he was stationed in Tingchang. He controlled all kinds of magic and was named Danxia."

"..."

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At the same time, Tingchang Mountain.

In the big avenue hall, suddenly, there seemed to be a thunder blast from the ears of Danxia's mother.

In an instant, Danxia's old mother, who was sitting quietly on the lotus altar, suddenly turned pale. In a flash, she raised her hands, as if she was about to make a hand and recite a mantra, but before she could put her hands together, the old mother's face turned pale. Her pale face suddenly turned blue again, and immediately, a stream of black blood spurted out from her mouth, her body shook violently, and she fell down from the altar. ….

When I looked again, the mirror wheel hanging high behind the old mother's head became increasingly bright and dimmer as the immeasurable divine energy gathered there. Even the meaning of the true sun hanging high and sitting on the sea of ​​clouds inside was slightly shaken. When I looked carefully, , it is clearly the vast sea of ​​clouds, but a corner is missing in the reflection of the mirror wheel.

When he looked again for a moment, the old mother's hair was disheveled and messy, and her clothes were stained with black blood, spreading out in layers, making her look even more miserable.

Immediately afterwards, the shrill sound, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling, echoed in the empty Taoist temple.

"Who! Who shocked my Daoguo! Who stole my fortune from the Danqing Yuan Sect's legal lineage! Who——!"

When the words fell, Mrs. Danxia almost stood up from the altar with her hands and feet.

There were red fireworks swirling in her cloudy eyes, and in the next moment, her ferocious aura was about to soar into the sky. Suddenly, a strong wind swept through her, causing her clothes to rustle, and the entire Taoist palace seemed to be overwhelmed. The whining sound.

The next moment, there was a gust of wind, and Danxia's mother was already standing at the door of the Taoist temple, and she was about to push the door out.

But when the old mother's dry palm just touched the door, suddenly, the rage seemed to disappear. She stood there blankly as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her whole body.

In the dark, the implication of practicing the secret method of divination for a long time gave an unwarranted warning, and a thought suddenly appeared.

Suddenly, it occurred to my mother that if she took this step, real disaster would befall her.

At her level of cultivation, whims are more important than anything else.

Her anger subsided in a breath, and Old Mother Danxia looked thoughtful. As if nothing had happened, she turned back, and Shi Shiranfu walked back to the lotus altar and sat down on it.

The next moment, the old mother sat down and fell into meditation, her long and continuous breathing sound continuous. If it weren't for the disheveled hair and the blood stains on her clothes, people would have thought that everything just now was just an illusion.

At the same time, in Tingchang Mountain.

In a remote quiet room, a harsh sound like the clash of gold and stone suddenly sounded.

When he looked carefully, he saw that a sarcophagus had been pushed away from the inside for no reason.

When he looked again, he saw a young man sitting up and looking carefully. The young man's face was roughly similar to the deceased Yan Jianming and the third elder of the Yan family.

After sitting quietly in the open sarcophagus for a while, the young man seemed to wake up from a long slumber.

When he raised his eyes to look towards the east again, in the young man's clear eyes, suddenly there was a bright yellow firework and a streak of azure water vapor entangled and going around.

As the young man stood up from the sarcophagus, a sigh full of vicissitudes of life echoed in the quiet room.

"It's a bad time, it's really... a bad time!"

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Suddenly, another two days passed.

In the courtyard of Danzong, the door was open, and one could faintly hear Qinghe playing the mysterious music on the zither. At the same time, Chu Weiyang and Du Zhan were sitting opposite each other in the pavilion, chatting.

To be more precise, it was Du Zhan alone who was telling the story.

"It is said that the fourth wave was caused by the great monk Fu Mei of the Shenxiao Sect who cast a spell from the air to cause the thunder to break. However, there is also a theory that it was caused by a certain great monk of the Five Elements Sect. The two chief rudders were too far away from the Tianwu Daocheng. , at this time of year, I don’t want to blatantly send letters on jade slips to ask..."

"By the way, Senior Brother Chu, you need to be prepared! These first few waves were broken by a few great monks, which can be regarded as a prelude to previous beast tides. They are like some enemy generals using their names in front of the formation, but this There are only a few great monks from various sects who are visiting Daocheng. Maybe there will be one or two more waves, maybe there will be three or four more waves. In short, it won’t be long before the wave of monsters... is really coming!"

After hearing this, Chu Weiyang nodded calmly, and then without waiting for Du Zhan to say anything else, he flipped his hands and placed five stacks of thick talismans on the stone table.

"Fellow Daoist Du, there are five thousand talismans with killing techniques written on them. This is my preparation for the disaster. Just tell me, what can I get in exchange for it?"

Seeking spring and continuing the day