Nightwatcher Chapter 257: Reverse
The picture in front of Xu Qi'an changed from blurry to clear in less than a second.
Then, he found himself at the mouth of a valley, where the valley was quiet, with withered flowers and plants, bare trees, depressed and quiet.
Xu Qi'an closed his eyes, sensed the temperature and humidity of the air, and breathed a sigh of relief. The climate is not much different from that of Beijing. This shows that the first generation of Jianzheng did not take him out of Dafeng or to the border.
For most high-ranking practitioners except Wufu, tens of miles and hundreds of miles are one step away.
The white warlock raised his hand, pressing his **** against his thumb, and a drop of blood popped out. The drop of blood hit the invisible wall of air, and the air shook with ripples.
"This is the secret place that I spent a lot of energy to build that year. Only me or my blood can enter, even Jianzheng can't enter. Forcibly breaking in will only make this place shatter."
The white warlock carried Xu Qi'an and stepped into the barrier.
Xu Qi'an penetrated the thin, transparent air world, and the objects in the foreground were completely changed. The valley was still a valley, but without vegetation, there was only a huge stone plate full of various incantations.
The diameter of the stone disk is ten feet, covering almost every inch of the valley. .
When he saw the stone pan, Xu Qi'an felt a familiar, dizzy feeling again, like a pregnant woman, and couldn't bear to vomit.
"I have carved this formation on and off for more than 30 years. A total of 108 formations have been combined into one. It is unparalleled offensive and defensive. It is difficult for anyone to break through here except for the first-grade supervision."
A gentle commentary in the White Warlock language.
Why is his secret place not far from the capital...Xu Qi'an frowned, flashing this doubt.
Xu Qi'an didn't think much, because his attention was attracted by a corpse sitting cross-legged in the formation.
The clothes worn on the corpse are rather weird, sewn with fabric and animal skins? Colorful stones hung on the waist? He wore a layered sweat scarf cap on his head.
Southern Xinjiang?
This is a typical southern Xinjiang dress style.
"He, is he the former leader of the Tiangu Tribe?!" Xu Qi'an moved in his heart? Expressing his guess.
"That's right? He is the old man Tiangu who steals great luck with me."
The white-clothed warlock will answer all questions, light and windy? Everything seems to be under control.
"Why did he die here?"
Xu Qi'an stared at the mosaic face of the first-generation supervisor, full of doubt? As if to say: Are you engaged in internal strife?
"He didn't have much longevity? He planned a great luck with me, but was backlashed. Not long after the Shanhaiguan battle ended, he died."
The first-generation supervisor said with emotion: "Stealing the national fortune? Is it going to be backlashed? Including extracting your luck now, I will also be backlashed. This is a price that must be borne."
Lina said that the purpose of the old man Tiangu seeking great luck is to repair the sculpture of the Confucian sage and re-seal the witch god..........Xu Qi'an said in deep thought:
"Will he be willing to make you a wedding dress?"
A strong man who can plan great luck? It is impossible not to know his lifespan and physical condition, how could he do this kind of wedding dress for others.
The white warlock and Xu Qi'an stood side by side? Looking at the mummy in the center of the formation, said:
"Does this gift need to pay a price? The price is the seal of the Gu God. This is the cause and effect between me and him? You don't care."
Xu Qi'an was silent for a while? He whispered: "Do I have to die?"
The White Warlock was silent.
Xu Qi'an turned his head? Looked at him sincerely: "I don't care about this luck, this is your thing, you can return it."
The white warlock slowly said:
"When you step into the second rank and become a martial artist, you will be able to withstand the consequences of taking away your luck. But I can't wait that long.
"Wei Yuan is dead, Joan of Arc is dead, and the dragon veins are dissipated. These are all turbulent trends. Qi practitioners need to follow the trend. If you don't seize this opportunity, when you are promoted to the second rank, the time will pass.
"To achieve great things, you must seize the opportunity, you should understand."
After a pause, he sighed: "Also, when you become a martial artist, I may not be able to subdue you again."
A trace of sadness flashed in Xu Qi'an's eyes, he immediately calmed down and asked:
"How did you hide the truth and put your luck on me?"
This problem has troubled him for a long time. You must know that Jian is a first-class warlock. No one understands air luck better than him. How did the first generation be silent and let air luck sleep on him for twenty years.
The white warlock looked at the mummy, and said lightly: "This is not my ability, it is the method of the old man of Tiangu. The same method was used at the beginning, and I managed to steal the luck without the supervision."
What way....... Xu Qi'an waited for a moment, but didn't wait for the explanation from the White Warlock.
"You must tie the bell to untie the bell. To extract your luck, you need his help and this big formation."
The white warlock carried Xu Qi'an, seemingly understatement but hidden mystery, and placed him somewhere, just facing the mummy.
He draws his luck and needs the help of this formation. He started planning thirty years ago..........Xu Qi'an said in his heart that the old silver coin is doing things for thousands of miles.
He did not resist, and he was unable to resist. After standing up obediently, he asked:
"I really want to know, if you can block Tianji, can you erase my name."
The White Warlock paused for a moment, and said, "Why do you ask?"
Xu Qi'an smiled without expression:
"Personal curiosity. To what extent can you block a person? To wipe him out of the world? To block a well-known person, how would the world respond? For example, the emperor, such as me.
"Does the world completely forget, or is it confused? If a person who has been shielded from the secret of heaven reappears in the sight of everyone, what will happen?
"What is the difference between a close relative of a blocked person and others?"
The white warlock looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.
Xu Qi'an stared at him calmly, "If, write things down on paper in advance, what if your loved ones see content that doesn't match the memory?"
..........
Beijing suburbs, on the official road.
Xu Pingzhi rode the horse and hurried towards Yunlu Academy. The great scholar Zhang Shen took a three-foot-long step and walked with the horse leisurely.
The fresh air lingered in front of him, and a figure appeared, wearing a Confucian crown and old Confucian shirt, free and unrestrained.
"The Dean?"
Zhang Shen froze for a moment, and said in a rather unexpected tone, "Why are you here."
The Dean Zhao Shou ignored him and took out three pieces of paper from his arms. He unfolded one of them, which read:
"If you forget to save (blank) tomorrow, please give the second note to Xu Pingzhi."
There is a blank space in the middle. Who will you save? The paper is not written, or, it has been written, but it is erased.
"What does this mean?"
Zhang Shen looked at the contents of the note and saw Zhao Shou's expression more serious than ever, which made him realize that the dean seemed to be having trouble.
Xu Pingzhi, sitting on horseback, frowned. He also saw the note displayed by Zhao Shou. Although Xu Ershu had never read a book, he was in a public office and had been eating royal meals for so many years. Books and words cannot be illiterate at all.
He knows most of the characters on the note, only two or three characters are ignorant.
"I just went through a big battle, but I can't remember who I played against, let alone the reason for the fight. Until I found these three pieces of paper."
As Zhao Shou said, he unfolded the second piece of paper, which was written in cinnabar:
"Second Uncle, help me!!"
The scarlet and eye-catching four words reflected in Xu Pingzhi's pupils, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly as if they had encountered strong light.
Make his cheek muscles twitch slightly, making big beads of sweat drip out of his forehead.
Xu Pingzhi hugged his head and roared in pain, with blue veins bulging on his forehead. He fell from the horse back, hugged his head in his hands, rolled around the floor in pain, and roared constantly.
Zhao Shou Shen said: "Everything will pass!"
Say the law with you.
Second Uncle Xu's headache really got better. He was panting, his face no longer sordid from pain, his whole body was sweaty, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Xu Pingzhi slowly got up, his lips trembled, and his rough face was full of tears.
"It seems that you are thinking of something."
Zhao Shou's voice was gentle, and then he unfolded the third note, which read: "Go to Dogon Mountain in Jianzhou and find the ancestors of the Wulin League. You will know when you go."
............
Mount Dogong, inside Shimen.
The squirming pieces of meat wandered around a piece of paper with a line written on it:
"It is very important to wait for Zhao Shou, the dean of Yunlu Academy, to come with him to save people.
"It is very important to wait for Zhao Shou, the dean of Yunlu Academy, to come with him to save people.
"Waiting for Zhao Shou, Dean of Yunlu Academy, to come and save people with him, it is very important!
"Tell the important things three times."
In the dim grotto, there is an old voice echoing:
"Why is there a note here? I seem to have forgotten something. I have been closed for many years, how can I easily get out. This will consume the little life I have left.
"Wait..."
One of the pieces of meat squirmed, and rolled out a letter in the corner, which said:
"Senior, in the near future, the younger generation will suffer a catastrophe. I hope you can help. The reward is that I promise to give you a piece of nine-colored lotus root within half a year to help you step into the second-class combination."
In the grotto, the old voice echoed again: "Whose letter, whose letter?"
The voice was a little excited.
"I don't remember, but this letter can be collected by me, which is enough to explain the problem. I seem to have forgotten something. By the way, Zhao Shou, wait for Zhao Shou..."
The old voice muttered to himself.
..........
The white warlock smiled and said:
"It’s very interesting. You can think about these issues, which surprised me a bit. But it’s not important. It only takes half a quarter of an hour to extract the air from your body. Even at this moment, the supervisor is fighting back Salun Agu and rushing over Here, he can't disintegrate the formation that I have spent more than 30 years portraying in half an hour.
"Furthermore, there are the means of the old man Tiangu's staying here, with unknown characteristics."
The unknowledged characteristics........This is the reason why my luck has not been discovered in my body for 20 years? Xu Qi'an was stunned, he sighed and said:
"It really doesn't leak."
The sorcerer in white did not speak any more, and lightly stepped on his foot, a clear light lit up from the soles of his feet, and instantly "ignited" the entire large formation. The clear light spread like water waves, lighting up the spell.
At this moment, Xu Qi'an felt a huge sense of crisis, and every nerve was sending "dangerous" signals.
This is the early warning of the crisis by the martial artist of the gods who is giving feedback.
But there is no corresponding picture in my mind. This crisis is mysterious and mysterious, and it seems impossible to capture the image.
In the dark, he felt something in his body moving away, floating up a little bit to come out of his head.
The formation is drawing away from my luck.........Xu Qi'an is blessed to produce enlightenment like a soul.
At this time, the withdrawal of air luck stopped, and it seemed that he had encountered a difficult level to overcome.
At this moment, at the center of the formation, the mummy slowly opened his eyes.
The eyes have only whites, no eyeballs, and they seem to contain a terrible vortex.
Crack!
Xu Qi'an seemed to hear the sound of the shackles breaking, and one of the shackles that had locked his luck on his body broke, and there was nothing to stop the peeling of the luck.
When the white warlock saw this, he finally smiled.
Twenty years of planning, and now it is finally complete, and you are done.
But the next moment, his smiling face froze.
The huge and boundless qi luck that ordinary people can't see, suddenly solidified when it was about to leave Xu Qi'an, then slowly sank, and fell back into his body.
"There are other things in you, which are not Dafeng's luck!"
The white warlock said, his tone was indistinct, but it became deep.
"It looks like I made the right bet."
Xu Qi'an was sweating coldly, with a feeling of exhaustion of both physical strength and mental overdraft. He obviously didn't have any physical exertion, but he gasped, panting and laughing:
"I have determined two things now. First, the Qi Luck that you hide in my body has been refined by the means of a Qi Practitioner. And the other Qi Luck in my body, you don’t have Refining does not belong to you.
"Second, you are not the same as Jianzheng. Jianzheng’s strategy is exhaustive, based on his "mandate" personality. You, who are only a second-ranked qi practitioner, are still in the realm of human beings. You don’t know everything. For example, you don’t know that I have had an adventure and got a piece of luck. It seems that the two pieces of luck seem to merge, so you can’t get the piece of luck that belongs to you. "
"Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha..."
His smile is gradually exaggerated, he has the joy of the rest of his life, and the fear of walking through the ghost gate!
The White Warlock did not refute, as if tacitly, smiled and said:
"It's just spending more time. It's not difficult to refine an extra piece of air luck for a gas trainer. On the contrary, I want to thank you for your gift, so that I can get a good luck."
"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha..."
Xu Qi'an is still laughing there~IndoMTL.com~Laughing like a neurotic.
Smiling and laughing, tears came out.
The white warlock frowned, with a rare unhappy tone: "What are you laughing at?"
Xu Qi'an wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at the warlock in white, a little sad, a little bitter, and squeezed a sentence from his teeth:
"Should I call you a disciple of Jian Zhengda, or Xu Jiawen Quxing, Master Xu. Or, call you Dad?"
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PS: The next chapter is about the operation of Xu Bai’s prostitution show. Reading my book has to be a little patient. After solving the case and writing habit, the writing method is a bit difficult to change. Solving the case is to give the result first, and then find the clues. So many of the contents in the book are written directly first, and then throw out the foreshadowing that has been buried a long time ago.
Because the foreshadowing is rather obscure, many readers can't remember it, so it feels unreasonable. This situation also happened when Joan of Arc "rebelled", and some readers complained. Later, I was deeply convinced by my foreshadowing...
The shortcomings of shielding heaven's secrets will be written in the next chapter, don't worry.