Great Sui Guoshi

Taoist Toad also had doubts, rubbed his chin and walked back and forth on the ground patter: "Maybe that Mingzun has something to leave."

"But a monk at the Golden Core level..."

Lu Liangsheng frowned, pondered for a while, looked at Master, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, why don't you take that monk away."

"I can't beat it, I can't beat it." Taoist Toad put his arms around his flippers and turned his face away, "Master's injury has not recovered, so you can't use magic power indiscriminately, otherwise you won't be able to reshape your body in this life."

Lu Liangsheng stared at the map and frowned even more, not because of what Master said, but because he thought of a possibility.

... I don't know if I can use it.

"Strategy and Countermeasures" has a discussion: attacking the enemy's worries, attacking the enemy's defenses.

"Master, Fang Qingde died that day, and even touched the restriction. I'm afraid that Holy Fire Master must have taken precautions..."

During the conversation, the mountain wind blows through the bamboo forest, and goes to another foothill outside the mountain. The green field is verdant, covered by pine branches, there is a monument with stone pillars and stone eaves, and the steps paved with bluestone slabs go straight up, just like a temple The lacquered red gate, there is no plaque with the name here.

Inside the white walls and green tiles surrounded by walls, there are artificial landscape pavilions, pavilions and low houses in a patchwork pattern. In the three-story four-corner attic in the middle, several people sit in order. On the first side, there is a figure in a gold-pattern robe and cloud-pattern boots. Blow off the tip of the tea with the teacup.

"Ming Zun sent the news that Fang Qingde and others who were stationed in Chang'an died, let us be careful and take good care of the things that this side is going to give to Wu Se Zhuang."

A voice echoes below:

"...Ming Zun may have arrived in Nanchen now, we really have to be careful." "Hmph, even if that person is found, it doesn't matter, we already know the news, and ambushed him once, so he will be caught off guard. "

"good idea!"

.......

On the other side of the mountain at the foot of the mountain, the bamboo forest swayed gently in the wind.

"When Fang Qingde dies, the other party will definitely be prepared."

Amidst the rustling of bamboo leaves, Lu Liangsheng picked up the map, flicked it with his fingertips, and looked around at Taoist Toad.

"Master...then we'll catch them off guard and take your things back in the chaos."

Well…..

Taoist Toad, with his frog webbed on his back, thought for a while, then nodded heavily.

"good idea!"

Hmmmm~~~

The old donkey crawling on the bamboo leaves chewed the juicy bamboo shoots, turned the donkey's head and barked a few times, as if he also thought the idea was good.

Chapter 148 Heavenly Sword Falls into the Mortal World

The setting sun is like a tide, dyeing the western foothills red.

The bamboo grove swayed gently in the evening wind, with rustling sounds, Lu Liangsheng packed the dinner pots and bowls and put them on the old donkey's back, took out the easel and set it up, put a blank picture scroll on it, and looked at the setting sun shining from the foot of the mountain in the distance.

"When the time comes, take advantage of the chaos and take things away..."

Taoist Toad stretched his waist, regained some strength, slowly stood up from the ground, and waited until the sun went down in the morning, just to facilitate the disciple's plan after nightfall.

Even Nie Honglian came out while the sun was setting, and stood quietly in the shadow where the sun couldn't find it, looking at the scholar over there, drawing a picture with a brush.

"Son."

"almost done."

On the picture scroll, there are no mountains, rivers, forests and fields, and the pen tip wanders to outline the dense fog rendered by green ink. Although the fog can be released with mana, it does not last long, and it is more complicated. If Brother Dan gets rid of it, all previous efforts will be wasted.

The last touch of red fell on the mountains to the west.

Lu Liangsheng filled in the picture scroll again. In order to ensure that the plan goes well and the illusion will not be dissipated midway, the time must be locked.

... I remember that there are also supplements about illusions in "Qing Huai Bu Meng".

Coincidentally, the "God Restoration Curse" I got from Master's cave last time can also be used.

He closed his eyes and recalled the contents of the spell book for a while, then opened his eyes, the brush that was put away was stained with ink again, Lu Liangsheng turned his head to look at Taoist Toad and Hong Lian over there.

"You go first."

Toad took out a black scarf from the closet and covered his face, hooked his frog webbing to let the little ghost follow him, got out of the forest, and ran down the mountain.

"Master Toad, what are you masking for?" Hong Lian walked through the shadows in the forest, floated on the side of the short figure running below, passed through the hanging branches, and continued:

"No one knows who we are."

Below, Taoist Toad, who ran over dead leaves and jumped over stones, glanced at her.

"The old man was famous in the past, how can he meet people now that he looks like this?"

Watching the leaves flying backwards in sight, remembering that among the stolen treasures, there is a magic weapon that can detect luck, and the feet can't help speeding up again, all four limbs are flying on the ground, under the black scarf veil, the tongue unconsciously With the running, it was pulled outside and floated.

'...The old man wants to see who made the old man so unlucky. '

Along the forest field down the mountain, crossing a small stream, and going up another mountain, the bamboo forest far away behind me heard the sound of wind.

Lu Liangsheng held the Langhao pen, with luck and mana, the pen at the bottom corner of the scroll, one stroke at a time, wrote two characters very slowly.

—— Qiankun!

Whoosh!

woohoo hoo...

The sound of the wind suddenly became stronger, and the bamboo forest swayed wildly. Lu Liangsheng grabbed the scroll, and his green shirt and hair were billowing in the wind. He walked outside the forest and squinted his eyes to look at the mountain in the distance.

"Thick fog rises in the mountains, Yin and Yang fall into the pen—"

The sleeves of the robe fluttered, the picture scroll flew into the sky from the scholar's hand, the finger squeezed the formula, and the moment the flying leaves suddenly pushed away from his body, the last sentence of the law rushed out of his lips.

"—Universal Borrowing Method!"

His own cultivation base is relatively shallow, and he can only use the aura around the mountains and rivers to deal with a monk in the Jindan state.

As Lu Liangsheng's Dharma words fell, the Dharma light of the picture scroll that floated into the air flashed past, and disappeared from the field of vision directly, and a few wisps of green energy could be faintly seen flying towards the mountain over there like snakes.

"What's left is to make the noise a little louder and create opportunities for Master and Hong Lian. Unfortunately, I can only use one sword..."

Stretching out his hand, the Moon Misty Sword on the bookshelf flew into the scholar's palm. Looking at the sky, he sat down on the bamboo forest and the hillside, put his hands horizontally on the sword, closed his eyes, and felt everything brought by the wind.

Soon, Yue Hao slowly withdrew from the sheath.

Clang!

The Moon Misty Sword was unsheathed, pulling out a cold light, and went straight to the sky. The figure of the scholar sitting cross-legged chased after the sword body, soaring into the sky, and grasping the hilt, the cloud-moving carvings on the sword surface moved, revealing half a cold moon .

"The imperial energy is soaring to the top of the clouds, and the heavenly sword is soaring to the sky."

The half-round cold moon bloomed with light blue magic light.

……

Yingshi Mountain is surrounded by cliffs, and it is difficult for ordinary people to climb here. Standing on other mountains, you can see the outline of a temple on the top of the mountain from a distance.

After the night fell, dense fog gradually appeared on the cliffs and forests. In the four corners of the attic, a monk in a golden-pattern robe and covered feet walked out with four subordinates, feeling the flow of magic power that was sometimes hidden and revealed in the diffuse mist. There were a few jingles in his hands, and a rattle protruded from his cuff.

"Hehe...it really came, what a trick!"

The middle-aged monk in the gold-patterned Taoist robe shook his hand lightly, the bell jingled non-stop, and the surging mist seemed to be blocked by something, and stopped suddenly, but continued to surge for a while, crossing the courtyard wall, but The speed has slowed down a lot.

Behind the middle-aged monk, the voices of the four people were somewhat puzzled.

"Can't stop it?" "How is this possible, brother Bingzhang is a golden core... Could it be that someone here has a high level of cultivation?"

"Do you want to inform Mingzun?" "I'm afraid, it's too late!"

The monk in the gold-pattern robe is named Qi Bingzhang. He has practiced for more than [-] years. It was difficult to make any progress after the foundation was established. Later, after worshiping the fire religion, his cultivation was improved.

Maybe he was more cultivated and talented than Wujiao, but he was cautious and experienced in Taoism, so he was left to watch this resident.

Looking at the surrounding fog, Qi Bingzhang narrowed his eyes, and let out a sneer.

"What kind of cultivation base is advanced? I'm afraid it's because I'm worried about my lack of strength, so I'm just relying on the aura of the mountain! I'm enough here, and the four of you are going to guard the treasure house."

"Yes!"

The four of them clasped their hands and turned around to take a few steps. The person behind them suddenly stopped and looked up at the night sky.

"What's that in the sky?" "Does any of you remember which method came down from the sky?"

The remaining three looked over together, and even Qi Bingzhang, who was about to cast a spell and ring the bell, raised his head. Outside the courtyard wall, Taoist Toad and Hong Lian, who were not affected by the fog in the woods, also felt a kind of oppression, as if the sky was about to collapse. Generally uncomfortable.

A light blue light flashed across the night sky from the foot of the distant mountain, and within a few breaths, it came to the sky above Yingshi Mountain.

ding ding ding ding...

In the temple below, the four corners of the attic are listening to the frantic shaking of the wind bell, and the magic weapon in Qi Bingzhang's hand is ringing together.

"You four protect the treasure house!" He roared.

Immediately, he held up the bell in his hand, picked up the finger, and muttered something, his robe and long beard fluttered without wind.

above the temple.

The clouds in the night sky swirled and scattered, Lu Liangsheng held the hilt of his sword, and slashed across the night sky at an extremely fast speed, his green shirt and sleeves fluttered, and the next moment, he opened his eyes and looked at the temple below.

——Sword Controlling. Heavenly Sword Art!

The entire sword body is brightly lit, squeezing the air to form a strong wind, bringing out a roar, roaring down.

hum-

The air sank, and there was a roar. In the temple, the ears of the four people were full of noise, the magical artifacts in their hands kept shaking, and the wind swept from top to bottom. The four people roared "Ah—" , lying on the ground.

Not far away, Qi Bingzhang was still reciting the formula silently, staring at the approaching light blue light in the night sky, his scalp was numb, and his ears could not hear any sound.

The last bell of the magic weapon in his hand stopped, and a light red barrier formed in the mid-air of the temple, bounded by the courtyard wall.

"Fortunately, I am also prepared..."

He has experienced more than [-] years of cultivation career, has seen too many things, and has sufficient confidence in this kind of thing.

In the next second, the light blue light filled the night sky

A long sword was held in a human hand and descended from the sky——

boom!

The tip of the sword touched the barrier, and the mana counteracted, causing ripples visible to the naked eye to spread in all directions. A corner of the four-corner loft farther away was shattered and flew down. The crisp sound of the magic bell stopped abruptly, and the huge air pressure , The mana suddenly sank with the sword, forming a terrifying crush and rush.

The four people lying on the ground forcibly crushed the Baiyan floor and sank, revealing a figure of four people, the flesh and bones of the most humble cultivator burst apart under the pressure.

Bah!

The enchantment made a crisp sound and turned into stars and dissipated. Qi Bingzhang looked up at the sky, and the magic weapon was also pushed out at this moment, and the towering sword intent and the dust raised by the air pressure swept over the sky.

flooded everything around.

Chapter 149 The Fox Shadow

Dust billowed, the lantern under the eaves burst, and flames spread out, licking away the eaves.

In the air, a crack in the courtyard wall was split open, Taoist Toad squeezed into the gap, kicked hard with his two short legs outside, before he squeezed into the wall.

call…..

Panting and looking towards the side where the smoke and dust danced, he turned his face to the little ghost who had penetrated the wall and said:

"Follow the old man quickly."

Nie Honglian followed the direction pointed by Taoist Toad, which was a two-story wooden building built next to the mountain wall. Honglian hesitated for a moment, and looked towards the smoky and dust-filled atrium.

"But son, he..."

"I can't die, let's go!"

A ghost and a toad followed the corner of the wall, taking advantage of the smoke and dust, sneaked across the four-corner attic, and then Taoist Toad spread his flippers and ran wildly.

……Ha ha.

My darlings, the old man is back!