Martial Cultivator Chapter 441: The Spirit of Yinghe 1 (Four K)


Ningyuan Town.

The northernmost border town in Shangguo.

Like a wedge, driven into the Northern Desert.

Bian Town was originally extremely desolate, but as groups of soldiers garrisoned here, the families and craftsmen who came with them took root here, and gradually became populated.

Su Chang's family has lived here for generations.

Tonight, he got the news that his mentor was coming, and he was waiting in the courtyard early.

He has a decent appearance and simple clothes. He looks like a farmer cultivating fields in a border town. Only his eyes are full of wisdom, which makes him quite different from ordinary farmers.

Not long after, there was a gathering of pure willpower hidden in the void.

A lotus flower like a glass carving appeared in mid-air, swaying and falling, gradually turning into pure gold as it fell.

The middle-aged man in blue shirt holding a boy in his arms walked down from the lotus platform.

The golden lotus fluttered and flew into the void again, disappearing without a trace.

"Achang!"

The middle-aged man in green shirt put down the boy in his arms and patted Su Chang on the shoulder with a smile: "Yesterday I asked you to give your friends from Xuanji Mansion a ride.

How? Can we still have a chat with Master Xuanji? ”

Su Chang did not expect that his mentor would ask this question directly. He scratched his head and smiled shyly, with a faint light of expectation in his eyes: "The Master of Xuanji Palace is very talented and treats others very well." Friendly.

The disciple felt that talking to her was very fruitful. ”

"Why are you so reserved?" The middle-aged man in green shirt raised his eyebrows, found a wooden pillar in the courtyard to sit down, nodded to Su Chang, pretending to be reproachful, "I only ask you Whether we can chat happily or not, what’s the point of saying how much we gain?”

The boy with braids that skyrocketed blinked his eyes and helped: "Brother Achang is a prude. He likes people but can't say it out loud. The leader has arranged an opportunity for you, but you still have to hold on to it. How can you find someone like this?" Where is the Taoist companion?"

The boy spoke too directly, causing the middle-aged man in blue to laugh.

Su Changyi's face turned red, and he held the corner of his clothes and hesitated for a long time, because his thoughts were revealed by the boy, and he didn't know how to respond.

The middle-aged man in green clothes straightened his back and continued: "Xiang Qing, the head of Xuanji Palace, is indeed extremely talented and talented. She is at the level of rainbow transformation of body and soul.

My Achang has now transformed into a rainbow, and his body is not far away.

It's not that he's not worthy of her.

In this case, Achang should boldly pursue it. Don’t have any worries. Master will give you the full answer! ”

Su Chang blushed even more, but he also knew that his mentor had good intentions.

Thinking that if he could really win the favor of Master Xuanji and become a Taoist companion with her, he couldn't help but feel hot inside. He quickly bowed his head and thanked his teacher: "Thank you, Master, for your teachings. Su Chang will definitely live up to you." Hope!"

"Haha, that's good, that's good." The middle-aged man in blue shirt nodded, with a teachable look on his face.

After the three chatted, he got down to business: "The Baiyang Sect seems to be planning something secretly recently. They sent a guardian to meet with a general from the Zhenguo Heavenly Army and rushed to the Baiyang Sect's headquarters together. Altar.

I'm going to go see what they are doing tonight.

The golden boy will be left with you temporarily. You take good care of him and wait until I come back tomorrow to pick him up. ”

When Su Chang heard what he said, he suddenly became anxious: "You are still going through the seven calamities of the heart, how can you act rashly? Why not let the disciples go, just to spy on information, the disciples' cultivation is enough..."

“Nonsense!” The middle-aged man in green shirt glared, “That Guan Wu Jiu has cultivated a glazed body, and he also has the will power of the entire Baiyang Sect. The place he lives in is the Dragon Pond and the Tiger’s Den, and there are many restrictions. , with your cultivation level, once you step into it, you will give him food!

Although the seven calamities of the heart prevent me from being stained with blood or having delusional thoughts, they are also part of my spiritual practice.

If every time I encounter the seven calamities of mental disaster, I hide away from the outside world, when will this calamity be truly over?

Don't worry.

Even if Guan Wujiu, his four great protectors, and a general from the Heavenly Army who control the country work together, I can escape unscathed.

Can you not believe in my strength, teacher? ”

When the teacher said this, the nervousness on Su Chang's face also faded a lot.

Thinking of his master's unpredictable methods and profound cultivation, he carefully judged and felt that the teacher's trip would not be a big problem, so he reluctantly nodded: "Master, I have to leave as soon as possible.

You have said before that after Guan Wujiu apostatized, his practice of vow became more and more deviant, and he had broken away from the system of mind creation.

Maybe he has some hidden tricks?

It’s better to be careful. ”

"I know, I know." The middle-aged man in blue shirt nodded repeatedly, indicating that he had taken note of his apprentice's instructions.

Then he said goodbye to his disciples and boys, stepped onto the lotus platform, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

His timing was just right.

When they set out, it was also the time when the Baiyang Sect's Qinglong Dharma Protector and the Heavenly Army's "General Shahe" were involved in the Northern Desert.

——

Baiyang Sect General Forum.

The lights are bright.

The firelight reflected the vast and high sky above the desert.

The Baiyang Cult gathered on both sides of the dry river that had meandered for dozens of miles, with sickly fanaticism in their eyes, focusing on a tower-like altar erected in the river.

The altar has nine floors.

On each floor were kneeling believers with numb expressions.

Each priest holds a unique ritual long awl. After waiting for the auspicious time to come, he will use the long awl to pierce the chests of each layer of believers, causing the blood to fill the formation outlined on the altar. And through the formation, the blood was transported into more than thirty springs in the river, where turbid yellow soup continuously gushes out.

On the ninth floor of the high platform, five five-flowered believers surrounded a priest wearing the most solemn sacrificial robes and an evil ghost mask on his face.

This priest has a graceful figure and seems to be a woman.

Her whole body faintly exudes power that affects the minds of the people around her, causing everyone's will to converge on her involuntarily and be manipulated by her.

The priest at the top is not from the Baiyang Sect.

It was a distraction from Se Kong Heavenly Mother.

Guan Wujiu stood at the highest point of the river bank, facing the priest from a distance. Next to him stood a graceful woman wearing sacrificial robes.

The woman beside him is the goddess of color and sky.

He looked distractedly at the Holy Mother on the altar in the distance, his eyes flashing slightly.

To this day, he still can't guess what method the Holy Mother will use to get the Zhenguo Heavenly Army, which has always been stingy with manpower and will never easily send its direct lineage to help allies, to help him open the Ying River?

This mysterious river leading to reincarnation?

The entire Baiyang Sect General Forum, with ninety people gathered on both sides of the river.

However, the backbone of the Baiyang Sect - the protectors, constant attendants, and great wish envoys - firmly occupy every forbidden node of the formation from the inside to the outside of the main altar, guarding the safety of the main altar.

Once this place moves, the Baiyang Sect's Dharma Protector Formation will move instantly.

Even if Luo Tianhong personally led his followers to attack the main altar, Guan Wujiu could still protect the main altar from being breached for a while.

What's more, he is not in charge of the Baiyang Sect alone now.

Isn’t there an unpredictable Holy Mother beside me?

Moreover, he specifically chose tonight to invite General Shahe to participate in the magic, also because he concluded that the leader of the Luo Sect would not dare to go out brazenly in these days.

The feeling of suffering seven tribulations from the heart is not pleasant!

——

"I hope your leader will not disappoint my lord!"

In the northern desert, under the vast sea of ​​sand, an earth dragon wrapped around the Baiyang Sect's Qinglong protector and dozens of followers, and traveled through it at a very fast speed.

The Qinglong protector is a fat old man. At this time, there is a scorpion-like demonic insect lying on his shoulder, and the sound comes from the demonic insect's mouth.

With the demonic insect lying on his shoulder, so close to his vital neck, Protector Qinglong felt quite uncomfortable, but he did not dare to have the slightest objection to this. Hearing the sound, he apologized and said with a smile: "My leader and your subordinates We have cooperated many times, and I don’t think I need to say anything more about his conduct.

This time he asked the little old man to invite you as an envoy to our teaching. Naturally, he really discovered something extraordinary from the Ying River!

The leader has already learned the true name of this river, and has even opened thirty major springs in it.

Just rest assured, you will not be disappointed if you take this trip! ”

After hearing what Protector Qinglong said, General Shahe sneered a few times and did not comment, but finally said no more.

The earth dragon traveled through the vast desert. Wherever it passed, there were demonic insects parasitizing in the sand, its breath seemed to be sealed, and it fell into a deep sleep.

General Shahe is a general-level Yingbu deity newly promoted by Yingbu Zun.

He himself does not have the same tyrannical methods as General Shi Nian and Qi Shi, but he specializes in the art of escape and can spread his own Heavenly Punishment Seeds everywhere. Once the Lord suffers a devastating blow, the sleeping Heavenly Punishment will The seed will wake up immediately and grow into a new self, or it may lie dormant under the soil and wait for the day of birth, or it may quickly escape back to its base to protect itself.

The seeds of punishment left in various places can also record the aura of each place and form a path.

As long as General Shahe has walked through a place once, then even if that place is later covered by formation restrictions, the Yinggui tribe can pass through it at will without any difficulty.

It is a general that is extremely suitable as a pioneer.

General Ying Buzun Zhenguo sent him as an envoy to the Baiyang Sect General Altar, so he made careful preparations.

——

"Coming."

Guan Wujiu, who enveloped the entire Baiyang Sect main altar with his spiritual thoughts and seamlessly connected with the various formations, suddenly opened his eyes and softly uttered two words.

The Holy Mother beside him, Wu Sihao, raised his eyes to look at the distraction sacrifice at the top of the high tower altar in the middle of the river.

Guan Wujiu's body turned into a stream of light and disintegrated in an instant.

After a few breaths, he appeared in front of the main altar gate.

General Shahe, who was wearing scarlet armor and wearing a strange hood, had sand flying at his feet. He led a group of soldiers from the Yinggui tribe who also wore armor and arrived at the mountain gate first.

The Azure Dragon Protector followed behind, cautiously, and when he saw the mountain gate wide open and the figure of the leader appearing in the mountain gate, he finally found his backbone and let out a deep sigh of relief.

He hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Greetings to the leader!"

"There is no need to be too polite to protect the Qinglong Dharma!"

Guan Wujiu has a warm smile and an honest and simple face. Even though he just speaks ordinary words, people can't help but feel close to him.

After receiving his response, Protector Qinglong stood up happily and led a group of believers into the mountain gate first.

"General Shahe, auspicious times are coming.

The River God Festival is about to begin. Without further ado, please come with me and let’s watch the ceremony together! "After Guan Wujiu saluted General Shahe, he immediately led him to the viewing platform on the bank of the dry river.

Guan Wujiu and General Shahe were sitting together.

After that, there was a maid with a mediocre aura, who seemed to be just an ordinary believer.

However, this maid is the transformed form of the Holy Mother, and even General Shahe has not noticed anything unusual about her.

After General Shahe sat down, he looked at the dry river with his spiritual thoughts.

It has already sensed a familiar aura from the river. In the past, the whole Yinggui clan climbed out of the Yinghe River. When they left here, the aura of the river had withered and shrunk, without any vitality. But now, General Shahe is coming again Induction, I actually sensed a trace of life from it.

A glimmer of life was born!

General Shahe was shocked.

Even if you only have this harvest at the moment, it is enough for the Lord to be satisfied!

As for the leader of Baiyang Sect, it seems that he has even bigger surprises ready for him!

The moment his spiritual thoughts were released and enveloped the entire Yinghe River, General Shahe felt that portals seemed to be born in the underworld. Those portals were between reality and illusion, and were 'growing' layer upon layer. Along the Ying River.

There is a familiar qi machine rolling inside. As long as you wait for a qi machine, the door will be completely opened, and the qi machine familiar to Shahe will flow into the Ying River, allowing the river to regain its divinity and regain its spirituality. The power that connects life and death!

Guan Wu Jiu actually achieved this level without making a sound!

What a talent!

General Shahe's mind was spinning, and when he couldn't help but feel happy, he suddenly heard a drum sound: "Dong..."

It turned its head and looked at Guan Wu Jiu.

Guan Wujiu didn't even look at it, but he sensed its gaze and said with a serious expression: "The auspicious time has come and the ceremony has begun!"

The festival has begun!

General Shahe was shocked and quickly concentrated his attention, overlooking the altar in the river.

The big drum sounded nine times, and the priest on the first floor muttered something. He pierced the chests of each believer with the long awl coiled with various mysterious patterns in his hand, and streams of blood spurted out and splashed on the wrapping of the altar. Above the formation.

Dong dong dong...

Nine drums sounded again, and the priest on the second floor started the same action.

On both sides of the river bank, the sound of murmuring gradually rose.

“The great Ying River has a long history.

Eternal back soil, access to Xuanming.

Greed the gods, reincarnated in life and death.

Alas, Fu Wei Shang Xian! ”

……

“The great Ying River has a long history.

Eternal back soil, access to Xuanming.

Greed the gods, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com to reincarnate in life and death.

Alas, Fu Wei Shang Xian! ”

……

Even the slight murmurs of each believer, when gathered together, become a torrent that breaks through the sky!

The blood of layers of believers infused the formation.

The willpower, spirituality, and vitality in their bodies were all injected into the formation and transferred to more than thirty springs that appeared in the river.

The spirituality of the entire river and the vitality of the entire river rose rapidly with their demise.

Stacked on both sides of the river bank, the layer upon layer of portals hidden between reality and illusion trembled.

Then, at some point.

A certain portal opened a gap.

A stream of turbid water went straight through the illusion, descended into the real world, and rushed through the Ying River!

The tide is rolling!


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