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At dawn on the second day, Yu Wuque went to the kitchen in a hurry, just to confirm one thing-whether He Bugui ate the food he made.

The result is gratifying.

Not only did he eat the supper as a reward of face, but he also praised the taste as good. He was very happy and went to the kitchen more often since then.

In the morning, at night and at night with supper, he changed his tricks to cook for He Bugui. The kitchen puppet skills were disliked, so he had to be reduced to Yu Wuque's helper.

He Bugui has a small appetite, but as long as it is sent, he will eat some. Yu Wuque observed carefully, silently recorded his taste, and improved every day.

Although he was once again banned from approaching the sleeping hall, Hebugui allowed him to enter and leave Qiushiyuan and the Sutra Pavilion, which can be regarded as a flattering surprise.

Half a month passed.

I met Kong Zhi in the Sutra Pavilion that day, and before Yu Wuque could ask, Kong Zhi said happily: "The master is in good health and eats every day. Although he doesn't eat much, his complexion is much better than before. Thank you son."

"Small things, is Shangxian still busy with the Chijin Mountain? I occasionally heard a few movements in the mountain, as if the explosion just started and then was suppressed. What is he doing?"

"Young master, don't ask too many questions."

Kongzhi saw that Yu Wuque had a book spread out in front of him, with pages clipped to one side, full of his annotations like ghost symbols. The manuscript of the puppet painting is very precious, if the young master can understand the mystery, it can be regarded as the guidance of the master."

Yu Wuque hugged him quickly: "I will definitely study hard."

In the past few days, he can't wait to lay the floor in the Sutra Pavilion. After doing chores during the day, he plunges into the pile of books to read. When he sees Xingtou, he can go to Qiushiyuan to find ready-made Yanjia and puppets for research.

The manuscript of Crane Bugui is exquisite and delicate. The design ideas, sources of materials, as well as the proportions and reasons for the selection of various formulas, the pros and cons of the choices are all clear at a glance.

It is no exaggeration to say that what Yu Wuque has learned in the past half a month is better than his young life of pondering like a fly. Gui showed it to Yu Wuque generously, and this kind of heart made his worship of Shangxian Taiwei to a higher level.

He even thanked He Bugui for bringing him back and beating him up, otherwise where would he have the opportunity to enter the Floating Palace?

"By the way, Kongzhi, I found something in the old warehouse of Qiushiyuan. The design of this thing is not found in the manuscript. Please help me to see, is it made by Shangxian?"

Yu Wuque took out a wooden doll from his sleeve. It had a big palm and looked like a bear demon. Its hair was made extremely realistic and its facial expression was extremely exaggerated, but it was too small, and it looked rather naive.

The little bear puppet can simply walk and crawl, and move around on the desk. It is just a toy without any spell attached.

Kongzhi glanced at it and said, "This is for the master to play with when he has nothing to do. Why did you take it out from Qiu Shiyuan?"

"Don't worry, I'll return it right away."

Yu Wuque stared at the little bear puppet in daze.

On the day Crane Bugui fainted, he saw similar little dolls when he was wiping Duobaoge. An ordinary puppet cannot be compared with a beautifully crafted Yanjia puppet, but this was Yu Wuque's favorite toy when he was young. .

Later, I saw more in the abandoned warehouse of Qiushiyuan, with different shapes and a thick layer of dust. I think it was made a long time ago.

Ever since he could remember, Guan Xia always brought home one from time to time, imitating various small animals, and sometimes humanoids, but they were only as big as a slap for children to play with for fun. Later, Yu Wuque grew up. After a while, he disassembled and assembled the puppet himself with the tools, and he was filled with joy to see the puppet recover from a pile of waste wood, so he came up with the idea of ​​becoming a Yanshi.

Guan Xia never told him where these puppets came from, but the one he took out today was not from Qiushiyuan, nor from Duobaoge in the dormitory, it was brought in the bag when his grandmother packed his luggage for him.

Kongzhi must know the handmade things of his master at a glance. What Yu Wuque didn't expect was that the puppet he played with since he was a child was actually made by Taiwei Shangxian.

Lenovo met him for the first time at the foot of Chijin Mountain, He Bugui heard his name and glared at him coolly. At that time, he thought he was notorious, but now that he thinks about it, maybe Shangxian knew him early in the morning, and even Bao Qi knew his life experience well .

This was an unexpected fate.

"Kongzhi, is Shangxian still making things tonight?"

"What do you want, son?"

Yu Wuque patted his belly: "What can I do? If he cooks late, I'll cook a bowl of noodles. I'm full."

"No need." Kongzhi said sternly, "I came today to remind Mr. Yu not to leave Xia Yuyuan after dinner, master tonight... In short, don't go to the main hall to disturb him."

Yu Wuque glanced at him: "Why are you hesitating, is tonight special?"

"No, young master, just stop running around. Please return the puppet to Qiu Shiyuan as soon as possible. I have to leave beforehand."

Kong Zhi walked away in a panic, as if he was afraid that he would catch him and break the casserole to the end, obviously he was hiding something.

He deliberately came here to remind him not to go out at night, but he didn't explain the reason, according to Yu Wuque's temperament, it was hooking him to go out and have a look.

The health noodles still had to be made and sent away. When I saw the crane not returning, I happened to ask myself about my childhood. Shangxian said it if he wanted to. Don't let go of any chance to flatter you.

……

into the night.

The bright moon hangs high, and the Chijin Mountain Pass is steaming outside. There is no fire, but there are suffocating air waves.

A group of Yanjia galloped towards the mountain pass.

Crane Bugui sat upright on the deer, the moonlight was cold and cold, outlining the slightly emaciated figure of the Shangxian.Biyi protects the back, and the giant wings wave and buzz. The wings of this pair of Yanjia are made of special materials, which can resist the erosion of magma and defuse fire poison.

He planned for today for a whole month, and almost survived half his life. He fainted until dawn several times due to excessive wear and tear, and finally finished the puppet at the last time.

He Bugui held his breath, and brought a hundred puppets at once, just to blow up the Chijin Mountain.

Although the ancient holy mountain is well-known, no one can know how much energy it contains, let alone imagine it. Only the cranes that have been forged in the mountains for many years and have seen spirit beasts swallowing pulp are not clear. Ordinary people want to block it with their own strength The gushing energy is simply whimsical.

The power of nature comes from the gods, and in front of it, mortals are nothing but ants.

By God's will, He Bugui, who has only a mortal body, is allowed to take care of this matter. His power alone can be dispersed in all things, and he just found a perfect way to be a mantis arm that blocks a car.

"Go down."

Taiwei's fairy clothes fluttered, and there were dots of ink on the skirt and sleeve edge, just like a crane dancing with the moon, but the face of this "crane" is awe-inspiring, even if it is a dance, it must be a dance of killing and fighting.

With an order, Yanjia acted immediately, and the deer led the way and swooped into the mountain pass, followed closely by Biyi.

The Chijin Mountain is more than a thousand feet deep, and the deer rushed in but stopped at a height of ten feet, and landed on a pitch-black stone platform.

The stone platform was built by the puppets arranged by Rihebugui on the day when Kunda Beast was seriously injured. After it was built, several layers of barriers were reinforced to resist the heat of the volcano.At first, there was a century-old ice layer on the platform. As the magma level rose, the ice layer had already been evaporated, the barrier was fragmented, and even the cracks in the obsidian platform began to emit fire.

The crumbling stone platform will not last long.

Crane Bugui unhurriedly descended from the deer, waved his wide sleeves, and flew out countless mung bean-sized beads, and then, like a magic trick, the golden beads fell to the ground and transformed into shapes in the blink of an eye. Kung fu, it becomes a puppet with the same height as a real person.

These puppets only have black gold skeletons, without overalls, the "internal organs and six internal organs" can be seen at a glance, like hundreds of scorched skeletons standing in place.There is a spiritual core embedded in the heart, exuding a pure white gleam. It continuously transmits spiritual power to the limbs and bones. At the same time, the abdomen serves as the eye of the formation, and each individual puppet forms a magic circle of its own, from points to lines, from points to lines. Lines and surfaces form a large formation.

According to the aesthetics of Crane Bugui, such skeleton puppets are unqualified, but time waits for no one, and there is really no time to make exquisite gowns, not to mention that the hundred skeleton puppets can only be used once.

He Bugui took out the pills from his sleeve and poured them all into his palm.

One pill is worth one Golden Core cultivator, and at most one can be used at a time, but this is far less than the energy needed by He Bugui, so he fed ten pills into his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed them whole.

He walked slowly into the center of the stone platform, three layers of puppet surrounded him in the center, sitting quietly in a circle.

The pill enters the stomach, and it exerts its effect quickly, and the abundant spiritual power fills the whole body in an instant, stretching the fragile tendons of the crane, and excruciating pain.

After all, it is a cultivation level beyond its own limit. This dilapidated body cannot bear it for too long. Crane Bugui did not dare to waste time. Enduring the severe pain, he opened his hands, Baihe puppet fell from his sleeves, and flew towards the puppet. One stick firmly to the back of the heart.

The puppets were still meditating quietly, but they could see the changes from their spiritual cores—it was still dim and shimmering just now, but now the glare was dazzling, and they were already integrated with their masters.

"The spirit of all things, let me contact you, harmony is boundless." [1]

Crane Bugui quickly formed seals with both hands, and the puppet moved in response, fingers flying, maintaining the same gesture as Crane Bugui.

hum-

The invisible spiritual pressure covered and pressed against the soles of the feet, using the obsidian platform as a virtual partition to fight against each other.The energy erupted from the churning lava was hard, but the spiritual pressure was as soft as cotton wool.

Use softness to overcome rigidity.

The first formation has already started.

He Bugui changed his handprints, his voice was calm, as if standing in an empty palace, sighing to the gods of the gods.

"My heart is the pill, the four images are in harmony, and the heaven and the earth are one."[2]

As soon as the curse came out, the puppet immediately prostrated itself on the ground. With a loud noise from the soles of its feet, the surface of the stone platform cracked suddenly, and the flames jumped across the gap. The black stone platform seemed to be crawling with a huge spider web.

"Those who are facing the battle, all are in the front!" [3]

With a bang, the obsidian that had already been as thin as a cicada's wings shattered into powder, and hundreds of puppets jumped into the churning lava without hesitation.

……

At the same time, in a guest hall of Tianji Palace.

"Master Goddess, there is finally movement in Chijin Mountain tonight."

The veiled cloak was blown up by the night wind, even if only half of her face was exposed, she could be seen to be a beautiful woman with an overwhelming beauty.

She gave a soft "hmm", looked away from the emptiness, and said with a smile: "Inadvertently planted a willow, and I got the best time, why is the suzerain a little uneasy, worried that it will explode?"

Before the man could speak, the goddess folded her hands in front of her chest, prayed to the stars, and then said: "It is not in our nature to kill innocent people for the sake of the great cause, so don't worry about it, since Tianji Palace is hiding it from you, it must have been done." There is a perfect solution, but they didn't expect them to let one person handle it at ease, that Taiwei Shangxian is really a character."

The person who was called suzerain felt ashamed and said: "After all, he is the leader in the cultivation world. If there is no real ability, who would be willing to be loyal. You have to be more careful in your actions in the future."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if there is one person or three people, such a big movement is bound to arouse fluctuations in spiritual power, and it will be better to get things done, you go out."

Before closing the door, the man turned his head and took a sneak peek. The goddess sat down cross-legged and chanted ancient words in a low voice.

The tune is weird and the words are unfamiliar, but it sounds inexplicably pleasant. Who would have thought that the frightening soul art thousands of years ago would be a few melodious ditties?

When the Goddess uses the forbidden technique, her body will change. The small half of her ankle exposed outside the cloak has disappeared, and her flesh and blood have melted into one, taking the shape of a blue-black snake tail. The man seemed to feel offended, and hurried away with a plea.

Waves of surging spiritual power struck, just giving the soul art a place to hide. It passed through the eyes and ears of mortals, and penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of monsters one after another.

……

In Chijin Mountain, the critical moment has come.

Crane Bugui hangs in the air, and he doesn't let the beads of blood jump into his robe, the puppet thread is still wrapped around his fingertips, but he can't see where the puppet at the other end is.

In the face of God's punishment, all things can only be ants.

If the crane does not return, it will use the power of ants to defeat Tianwei.

He closed his eyes, hurriedly adjusted his whole body's cultivation, injected all his strength into the puppet's spiritual core, the spiritual power was connected, and the positions of hundreds of puppets had been controlled. body.

Let's fight!

In the blink of an eye, the tongue of flame rolled up his robe, and the air wave rushed straight to his heart, and the magic flame moved towards the unmoving Shangxian, and was about to engulf him immediately, but after a burst of buzzing, it fell at a high speed, as if there were a pair of invisible Holding the hot fireworks by hand, they fell into the abyss.

The lava is gathering towards the center of the cone, where there is a stronger force that attracts everything around it, and the lava cannot break free, rolling into a vortex and pouring backwards.

The magma layer that spread to the mountain pass began to fall back.

There was already a thin layer of sweat on Crane Bugui's forehead.

not enough.

The power of the puppets on the outer edge of the pyramid was exhausted, and their spirit cores were extinguished. They were broken into golden slag and brought into the center by the vortex, layer by layer, one by one, and disappeared together with the lava.

There are more and more broken wires in Crane Bugui's hand, and the array exposed at the back of the whirlpool is shaped like a sphere, and all the absorbed energy is locked in that sphere.

He Bugui let go and removed all the puppet threads, and the threads floated in the air, turning into little stars, which were also absorbed into the sphere.

At this moment, everything around me seems to be still, and stillness is the most turbulent undercurrent. The delicate balance is maintained by the devouring magic circle, and it will be broken at any time due to uneven strength. Once broken, it will be full of energy that will destroy the world And out, several times larger than before.

Only the monstrous spiritual pressure can press it back.

With a premonition of the last moment, they flew over together, spread their wings, and protected their master. The deer was closely guarded, ready to catch him at any time.

Crane Bugui took a deep breath, releasing all his spiritual energy in a single point.

The pills in his body were like golden pills, they were exhausted and shattered suddenly, not only the little bit in his body was exhausted, he almost drained his floating palace.

If people knew about it, they would say he was crazy.

Crane Buguixu was floating in the air, already at the end of his strength, he vomited a mouthful of blood, holding on to the last sliver of clarity, and pushed out the spiritual pressure.

boom--

Heaven and earth are silent.

The solitary moon is shining all over the mountain, and Chijin Mountain has stood for thousands of years, silent as yesterday, as if nothing had happened.

[1][2][3]Taoist nine-character mantra

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