Yusha

Chapter 200

On the beach, Chu Weiyang's figure stepped out from the blue aura.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Weiyang had already sealed the crimson blood of the demon veins in a jade pot.

In the same place, he only held up the Xuanzhen Baojian.

At this time, the phantom that had no memory on the Xuanzhen Baojian appeared again. Instead, in the constant rotation of the mirror light, the tadpole characters of the penetrating talisman array appeared one by one, and the hazy dao rhymes intertwined with each other. Resonance turned into an invisible big net, trapping a little true spirit inside.

In a short time, you can even see Alchemist Wang's hazy divine form suddenly appearing from a certain tadpole writing, and then suddenly grab a ray of soul power from the true spirit, and then hide in the tadpole writing.

And in such a process, Chu Weiyang was able to more clearly see the slightest aura change from the original source in the true soul of the female cultivator of the blood evil way due to others' grabbing of the power of the soul.

And after the dissipated energy is captured by the Xuanzhen Baojian, there is no need to use any cruel and soul-stirring secret techniques, relying on the magic technique of the ghosts and ghosts in the Palace of Lihen, Chu Weiyang can already Take this insight into those messy memory fragments.

With just this fleeting glimpse, those repeated lights and shadows have already hung in Chu Weiyang's mind. These strange memories have never fully manifested, never burst out completely. There was already a bright light falling on the "Corpse Dissection and Refining Figure", which suppressed these memory auras.

It seems as if the aura of memory has been sealed into a tangible Taoist book, which is full of phantom fragments, which can be seen roughly at a glance, but the real details are all hidden in the Taoist book, waiting for Chu Weiyang flipped through it with his spiritual sense.

And after doing all this, Chu Weiyang just looked at the true spirit imprisoned on the surface of the mirror with hesitant eyes.

The root of the evil way of blood comes from the implication of the Tao and the law, and what people can see at a glance are all unbearable auras. This is the flaw in the source of these dharma veins.

Of course, what Chu Weiyang originally cared about was not the harmony between Dao and Dharma. No matter how high this Dao is, it cannot compare with Xuanming Dan Ding Yili, Tingchang Mountain's wonderful method, and Lihen. The palace is brutal.

What he cares about is only the inheritance of the Dharma Gate of the Earth Master.

Don't look at just now when Chu Weiyang took this beast's life with almost only a few thunderbolts in succession, because there is a fundamental difference in the strength of his own Taoism, other than that, it is the Thunder Taoism that naturally restrains the Earth Master's Dharma Gate .

The former is the celestial phenomenon, the latter is the terrain; the former is the cardinal of all qi, while the latter is the entanglement of all qi to form a formation of geomantic omen;

However, excluding these, one can only learn from the Dharma sect itself, but it is still a vast and promising lineage.

Whether it's geomantic omen, moving mountains to catch veins itself, or using various evil spirits to evolve Wuji seal pattern rune arrays, they are all rare and subtle means outside of celestial phenomena.

This person can figure out how to use the magic power of blood evil to control the method of the earth master, which is already a very clever method.

And Chu Weiyang thought of the hazy light and shadow he saw from her true spirit just now, so his concern for the lineage of the earth master became more and more inseparable as more and more ingenuity was born. .

Finally, when Chu Weiyang pondered for such a long time, the group of people on the dharma boat got close to the beach, and Pei Wenli, who was the leader, held the apricot-yellow flag that had fallen into the sea, and respectfully presented it to Chu Weiyang. in front of.

Looking at the magic weapon that was still full of aura, Chu Weiyang finally made up his mind at this moment, thinking about Wang Alchemy's actions just now, the Yin spirit refined into the talisman array also has the means to improve, so look at it, The roughness of Tao and law is no longer even a problem.

Thinking of this, almost as Chu Weiyang's mind settled for a moment, the spiritual thought pulled the invisible and formless net that intertwined and resonated on the Xuanzhen Baojian, and suddenly wrapped it tightly. The true spirit fell into a tadpole writing in the Tongyou Talisman Formation.

In the blink of an eye, everything that happened in the tadpole words was almost a reenactment of what Alchemy Wang had experienced earlier, splitting the world of the underworld with a single point, the majestic Dao Palace stood tall, the soul of the female cultivator turned into a ghost, Sitting in the Yinming Dao Palace.

After finishing all this, Chu Weiyang stretched out his hand and put away the apricot-yellow flag presented by Pei Wenli.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang passed Pei Wenli's figure, and looked at the group of panicked and expectant expressions.

Under the blessing of the island protection circle, the majestic coercion of Chu Weiyang standing in the foundation establishment realm swept towards them from all directions.

This time, Chu Weiyang even gave up breaking their hearts with the lives of some people and bright red blood.

For Chu Weiyang, every additional person who survived was a part of his dojo background, which meant that his merits on the road of cultivation became stronger.

Compared with these, deterrence and appeasement are all insignificant things.

Qi machine unreservedly bloomed and suppressed, and then, Xuanzhen Baojian looked in the mirror, and suddenly turned into a series of talisman arrays, which were branded on everyone's eyebrows.

Waving his hands, Chu Weiyang turned around and looked at Pei Wenli, who was not bothered to explain anything to them.

Before he could speak eagerly, Chu Weiyang had already handed the jade pot in front of him.

"Servant, I am sincerely afraid..."

He could probably understand why Pei Wenli was panicking. He was counting the accident just now as his own dereliction of duty.

However, with the cultivation base in the Qi refining period, he can also clean up the monks in the foundation establishment state.

This was something Chu Weiyang had never hoped for.

"The poor way only depends on how you do things. Whether you are afraid or not is actually irrelevant. With me, there is no difference between good and bad. There is only the difference between life and death. If you can share this demon vein with you, you will be happy." It already means that poor thoughts, your panic itself, are insignificant!
Well, by the way, there is one more thing. Originally, the refinement of your demon veins is not a matter of day and night. Don’t you have to take care of your Taoist body? You need to do one more thing, in the north of the island, according to the jade slips. Plan to build a nine-fold five-color soil altar, and it will be completed within two days, as soon as possible! "

While speaking, Chu Weiyang Fu took out another blank jade slip, swept away his spiritual sense, and branded all the seal patterns on it, and handed it to Pei Wenli together with the jade pot itself.

In order to hear Chu Weiyang's various arguments, Pei Wenli's expression became solemn when the time came, no obvious emotions were shown on his face, and he accepted these respectfully.

"Servant, obey!"

"Go to work."

-

At the same time, in the outer sea, to the north of the Baisnake Islands, the former nameless desert island is now the majestic and magnificent Firescale Island.

Looking around, the island is wide, and the undulating momentum of the mountains can almost be seen on it.

At this time, amidst the intertwined mountains and fields, more than a thousand people are constructing large-scale projects on the island. When you look closely, it is not like what Chu Weiyang did on Lingfu Island. These more than a thousand people are almost like miners, digging Over the rocks, without time, there is a pale ore with aura shining in the sunlight.

And in the middle of the island, a lone peak pierces the sky like a sharp sword from among the continuous mountains. On the top of the mountain, there is a Taoist palace.

At this time, the door of the palace was closed tightly, but the inside did not look dark. The incense candles lingering on the four walls brightly illuminated the huge Dao hall, and in the center of the Dao hall, a piece of red warm jade carved On the futon, a burly man with his arms open, Taoist robes scattered on both sides, looked more wanton and unruly.

At this moment, the strong man held up an octagonal square mirror in one hand. When he looked at it carefully, the mirror surface was not smooth, but rather rough. Not to mention the face of the strong man, even the hazy figure The contours of the shape cannot be mapped.

But when I looked carefully, there was a vague aura inside, as if it was reflected from an extremely distant place.

Finally, as time passed slowly, the aura in the octagonal mirror stopped changing for a moment. When I looked at it again, the intertwined aura almost condensed into a mysterious and strange seal pattern. In an instant, the halo dissipated again, turning into a hazy halo.

Immediately afterwards, a vague voice came from the light wheel.

"Big brother!"

Hearing these words, the burly man sitting in the same place immediately showed a smile on his face.

"Second brother! Third brother! Have you ever escorted Baocai to the place? Have you seen the envoy?"

Perhaps because of the distance, it took a while before I could hear the indistinct voice coming from the other side intermittently.

"Brother... We have arrived on the island... The envoy has not yet arrived... I heard that the fighting in the depths of the open sea is too much... It will take a while... But this time there are enough demon veins... Don't worry, brother..."

In the same place, the burly man almost clenched his teeth and squeezed his eyebrows, listening to the intermittent voice passing words slowly, when the last sentence of Zhidao fell, the burly man suddenly felt relieved in one breath.

"Good! Good! Good! As long as there are demon veins, Huolin Island will be able to stand here quickly, and we brothers will be able to complete the important tasks ordered by the envoy... However, the second and third brothers, You should turn around as soon as possible, Yaomei went to visit Laoshizi’s Lingfu Island, and she hasn’t turned back yet, I’m the only one taking care of the island, it’s not easy to leave, the more I feel a little uneasy..."

Hearing these words, the intermittent voice at the other end of the octagonal mirror fell into a lengthy silence again.

"...Okay...we...understand..."

-

The next day, Lingfu Island, north.

Nine stacks of steps, five colors of soil, and a majestic and vast altar are reflected in front of Chu Weiyang.

All around, there are many scriptures and buildings, and the Wuji seal pattern is loomingly depicted on the hanging tulle, swaying in the sea breeze, hunting and hunting, slowly like a forest.

And among the staggered hanging curtains of Sutra buildings, there are big brass tripods embroidered with cloud patterns and Taiyin thunder seals, which are placed in these sutra buildings in an orderly manner.

There are five colors of soil in each tripod, burning red sandalwood incense, and the cigarette smoke is curling, wrapped in a faint light, as if it reaches the nine heavens.

At this moment, from a distance, Chu Weiyang led a group of people, walking slowly towards the five-color soil altar.

Boom-boom-boom-!
That was the footsteps of hundreds of monks slumping in order, that was Hong Zhong Dalu, and that was the majestic vitality of a crimson palace.

That's thunder!

(End of this chapter)