Hard to be a master

The enchantment of Lou's main house has guarded the main house for hundreds of years, and the spirit stones and formations of the enchantment have been constantly updated. Today, its effectiveness is much stronger than that at the beginning, and it has never been damaged.Now there is still the head of the Lou family leading the clan to strengthen it from the inside, but the barrier is on the verge of being destroyed. It must have suffered a huge change. The monks in the other courtyard dared not delay when they saw this, and they all summoned their own lives to follow the Lord Lou Yuan. The house is heading towards Yufeng.

Guan Jingxuan and Shen Ziliu, who were the focus of the discussion just now, were immediately left behind by everyone. The two masters and apprentices looked at each other. Guan Jingxuan was about to go out, but was stopped by Shen Ziliu: "Master, disciple, come and help, you stay here .”

Guan Jingxuan knew that Shen Ziliu was afraid that he would be in danger. Normally, he would not join in to hold him back, but this time the situation was special, so it was rare for him to insist: "It is about your breakthrough in cultivation. If you are not around as a teacher, you may It will affect the triggering of chance. Don't worry, as a teacher, you can protect yourself."

Shen Ziliu frowned and said: "The situation outside is still unclear. It must be very dangerous to see the reactions of those monks. If the breakthrough opportunity is missed, there will be a next time. But if Master is injured because of this, I—"

Guan Jingxuan reached out to touch Shen Ziliu's thin lips, and said with a gentle smile: "Xiaoliu, you are worried about me, but I am also worried about you. This time there are so many powerful Taoist friends rushing forward, we just went to try our best to help It's not to be a leader, it's not as dangerous as that time of You Mingjiu. You also know that there are many top-grade spirit treasures for the teacher. I will stand far away in a while, and it will not be a problem to protect myself. Besides, you are all gone, leaving the teacher alone It might be even less safe for people to be in this other courtyard, right?"

The last reason convinced Shen Ziliu, and finally the two went out together.

After catching up with the others, the master and apprentice finally saw the true face of the basilisk, and immediately understood why the barrier in the main house was broken.The afterimage of the basilisk, which should have only four heads, now has a fifth head. The snake's head is covered with jagged thorns, and its body is haunted by a demonic aura. The wasteland within a mile radius of the main house is full of black flames.Two of the basilisk's heads were frantically attacking the barrier above the main house that had obvious cracks, and the other three heads were still spewing venom around, making it impossible for the monks to get close.The basilisk kept making ear-piercing neighs, and everyone braced themselves to avoid being disturbed by the magic sound.

Calculating the time, it should have just arrived at sunset, but the island was covered by black clouds, and it was almost too dark to see clearly.Fortunately, the five senses of a cultivator are far superior to ordinary people. As long as they are not disturbed by external forces, they can see clearly even without lighting.

After casting another ball of venom, Lou Yuan looked anxiously at the main house surrounded by the fire wall, and said, "This black fire will spread and chase people, so we have to find a way to extinguish it, otherwise we won't be able to get close at all."

A female nun holding the piano said: "Is there any Taoist friend who is proficient in the art of water control? It is best that the spiritual weapon of life is also a water control tool."

The monk who was serving the scholars in the other courtyard before said with a blank face: "I am. But I have tried it before. Even a small clump of this fire will take a long time to extinguish. It is impossible to extinguish the fire in a large area. What's more, the basilisk is spitting poison at any time, and the speed of extinguishing the fire cannot keep up with the speed of starting the fire."

This person's name is Song Xingyi, and he is a casual cultivator with no background or sect. Because his father was rescued by the Lou family, he came to help on behalf of the family this time.

Guan Jingxuan thought for a while, and said: "If you only consider the scope of the operation, can you use the natal spiritual weapon Yushui to cover all the places where there is black fire?"

Song Xingyi glanced at Guan Jingxuan, and did not show contempt for him because he was only a Nascent Soul cultivator, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, but it can only be used once."

Guan Jingxuan nodded, took out a very inconspicuous white porcelain vial from her sleeve, and poured out a transparent bead lingering in the cold air into her palm.The beads rolled and trembled in the palm of his hand, they looked like drops of water but would not disperse.

Before Guan Jingxuan could speak, a knowledgeable monk exclaimed, "Tianshan Shuanglin?!"

Lou Yuan's eyes lit up, but he frowned immediately, and said, "The frost in the Tianshan Mountains is so rare, we may not be able to find a second one to repay it."

Guan Jingxuan shook his head and said, "It is only when things are used to the fullest that they are precious. We have voluntarily given this thing out, and we don't have to pay it back."

As he said that, he passed the beads to Song Xingyi, and said: "Fellow Daoists use Tianshan Frost Rain to assist in casting spells. First, it can extinguish the fire, and the moistened land will not burn again in a short time. Second, it can freeze the newly spit by the basilisk. Venom. It’s just that I only have one bead, and its effect won’t last long, so I ask you all to seize the moment later and take down the basilisk as quickly as possible.”

Guan Jingxuan's generosity, calmness and decisiveness made most of the monks present change their previous contempt and nodded seriously.

Lou Yuan was grateful in his heart, but due to the urgency of the situation, it was inconvenient to say more, so he bowed deeply to Guan Jingxuan, then turned to Song Xingyi and said, "Then I will be in trouble, fellow Taoist."

Song Xingyi nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and pulled the scholar who was secretly hiding himself in the crowd behind him, ignoring the opponent's struggle and howling ghosts and wolves, and wrapped his waist around him and jumped into the sky above the wasteland. At the same time, everyone below cast spells to suppress and chase The black fire that Song Xingyi left.

After a brief observation, Guan Jingxuan confirmed that the scholar was really just an ordinary person with no spiritual power, and couldn't help being a little curious, and discussed with Shen Ziliu in a low voice, which happened to be heard by the monk standing nearby with a gun.

The monk holding the gun said: "The scholar's name is Bai Youwen. He is indeed just an ordinary person. I heard that he was still taking the imperial examination two years ago. Later, he was kidnapped by Song Xingyi because of his natal spiritual weapon."

Shen Ziliu, who had just obtained the natal spirit weapon, immediately reacted, and said, "Bai Youwen found Song Xingyi's natal spirit weapon first?"

The spear-wielding monk said: "It seems so."

Guan Jingxuan looked at the two people who seemed to be arguing in mid-air, and said puzzledly: "Then Daoist Song can just take away the precious material of the natal spiritual weapon? Even if it has been polished into a weapon, it will not affect the use. Look at Mr. Bai's appearance , not like someone who wants to take treasures for himself..."

What's more, Bai Youwen is just an ordinary person, as long as Song Xingyi wants to take away his natal spiritual weapon, he has no ability to resist.

The spear-wielding cultivator shrugged and said, "That's not clear, and I haven't seen Song Xingyi take out the natal artifact so far. I'll see what it is that makes him cover it so tightly."

Hearing what he said, Guan Jingxuan and Shen Ziliu were also aroused with curiosity, and looked up at the two people above.

At this moment, the two people in the sky had stopped arguing, Song Xingyi still had a cold look on his face, but Bai Youwen was blushing, his eyes were full of anger, it was obvious that he was the one being suppressed.The monks below only saw Song Xingyi open his mouth to say something, Bai Youwen glared at him, then suddenly lifted an object in his arms above his head, closed his eyes and shouted helplessly——

"Sweeping the wind and bathing in the rain, the world is all over the city!"

As the incantation fell, the shiny object in Bai Youwen's hand suddenly became brighter, instantly illuminating the dark sky.At the same time, the sound of drizzling was heard from all directions, and the fine rain fell on the entire wasteland without warning.

Almost everyone was stunned when they saw the object in Bai Youwen's hand, because no matter how they looked at it, it was...a chamber pot.

It is still polished with fluorescent jade, a chamber pot that will glow in the night.

Suddenly, the rain seemed to be infected with a smell.

Even though he knew that the rain was normal rain, Guan Jingxuan couldn't help covering his nose with his sleeve, then turned around and raised his other hand to help Shen Ziliu block it, and there were many people around him who did the same thing.

Shen Ziliu took the opportunity to wrap Guan Jingxuan in his arms, lowered his head and leaned against his ear, and whispered with a slight smile: "No wonder Song Xingyi wants to take Bai Youwen with him, if it were I would not want to fight with someone with a chamber pot by myself." , It's too embarrassing."

Guan Jingxuan also whispered: "I think this is just an excuse made by Song Daoyou."

Shen Ziliu raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Guan Jingxuan smiled without saying a word, and Shen Ziliu didn't continue to ask questions, but calmly touched Guan Jingxuan's palm with his lips, in exchange for a soft stare from the other party, and the smile in Shen Ziliu's eyes grew stronger.

Fortunately, although the shape of Song Xingyi's natal spiritual weapon is difficult to describe in words, the effect of the technique is very significant.With the blessing of Tianshan Shuanglin, the black fire on the wasteland was suppressed at a speed visible to the naked eye until it was extinguished.The monks on the ground seized the gap and quickly flew towards the basilisk entrenched in Lou's main house.

Guan Jingxuan kept the agreement with Shen Ziliu, followed behind a few feet behind, and finally stopped a few steps away from the furthest distance that the basilisk itself could attack.

All the monks swarmed up, sacrificed their natal spiritual weapons, and greeted the basilisk with the most lethal moves. For a moment, the lights went out, flying dust billowed, and various sounds were heard endlessly.However, the scales of the basilisk were not only invulnerable, they could even resist spells. After a round of onslaught, not only failed to cause substantial damage to it, but completely enraged it.The basilisk temporarily gave up its attack on the barrier of the main house, roaring and aimed all five heads at the attacking monk.

It was already very difficult for everyone to deal with three snake heads, but now that two more were added, the attacks from all directions were hard to defend against, and monks were constantly being hit by snake heads and thrown out of the battle circle, and soon most of the monks were killed.

After missing a single blow, the basilisk became violent again. Seeing that fighting with it would only increase its own losses, although Lou Yuan was not reconciled, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Quick back!"

At this moment, a rapid flute sounded suddenly, and the basilisk froze, and its movements suddenly became sluggish.

Everyone followed the prestige at the same time, and saw Guan Jingxuan with a white jade flute on his lips, jumping his fingers quickly, playing a passionate tune, and slowly approaching the basilisk step by step.

Shen Ziliu's face turned dark immediately, he clenched his heart tightly and was about to retreat to Guan Jingxuan's side.Guan Jingxuan seemed to know what he was thinking, and looked straight at Shen Ziliu, playing non-stop, but the meaning conveyed in his eyes was very clear——

Attack now!

Shen Ziliu only hesitated for a moment, and the next moment he turned with a livid face and ran towards the basilisk.Others also woke up from a dream, and turned around to launch a second round of attacks.

Just as Shen Ziliu approached the snake's belly, he heard a sharp high-pitched sound from Lu Meng, and then the sound of the flute stopped abruptly. Guan Jingxuan's voice came from behind him——

"Use colorful spirit stones!"