Zhao Ge: 88. The situation has moved
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At the same time, Yanmen County.
Ye Yi, the deacon elder of the Jiuxuan Fenmen, stood silently under the basalt archway, draped in a large black cloak with gold embroidery on the edge of the cloak. His hands were in the great cloak, and the wind from the northeast corner passed over the mountains outside Yanmen, and the shadows of the mountains were like galloping elephants.
Above Ye Yi's head, a plaque with the words "Nine Profound" is still flying sharply in the dark.
Ye Yi, wearing a **** cloak, stood in the wind, as straight as a sword.
The Jiuxuan disciples who used to guard the mountain gate quietly have been transferred from here. At this moment, the disciples of the Jiuxuan division are still meditating and resting as usual. They don’t know that at this time, all the elders in the division are still practicing. When they woke up, they gathered in a place where Jiuxuan disciples had never been.
That is under the inner peak of the Nine Profound Points.
The Jiuxuan Gate is located at the highest point in the south of Yanmen County, backed by Chongshan, and the inner peak is set on a steep mountain named "Wufeng". At this time, the elders of the Jiuxuan Fenmen except Ye Yi have gathered to the underground of Wufeng through the secret tunnel. It is unimaginable that there is an extremely wide area under the seemingly ordinary inner peak of Wufeng. Underground cave.
If Ye Qiusheng and others were here, they would be shocked to find that the black water and dark river beneath the Lingxing Temple had even reached below Wufeng.
The dark river circulates turbulently, but what is surrounded by the dark river is not a floating island, but a strange stone pillar.
The stone pillars seem to grow from the depths of the rock and are connected to the top of the cave. The stone pillar is extremely magnificent. The vast underground space seems to have its only existence. The misty light is shrouded on the stone pillar. It is like the backbone of the entire Wufeng mountain, supporting this majestic mountain under the ground.
The cold wind of the underground river hovered in the huge underground cave, swirling and dancing around the stone pillars one after another, and the water of the underground river circulated at the lower end of the stone pillars.
The long wind is fierce, the black water is fierce, and the stone pillars remain immobile.
The gloomy things in the sky and the earth are carved on the stone pillars. It is shrouded in the dim light, like falling asleep. It feels like-when the stone pillar is awakened, everything inscribed on the pillar will come out of the picture scroll and return to the earth.
The elders of the Jiu Xuan Division Sect sit quietly in the rock caves hewn in the cliff.
"Organization, the celestial pole, why should the eight pillars be?"
The elder who stepped here for the first time sighed. The wind rolls up from the bottom of the cliff and blows on the cliff like a blade.
The so-called "Organization? The celestial pole? Why are the eight pillars?" It is an ancient event passed down from Hongmeng.
It is said that in the wild era, the four elephants were unstable, and the wild beasts that ruled the earth drove the hundreds of tribes to cast eight pillars that supported the world. The prototype of Tianzhu began in the wild, but it was completed in the Chaos Era.
The sky column is towering, bearing the sky.
In the age before the fall of the ancient emperor, eight heavenly pillars connected the heavens and the earth, and even on the top of the extremely northern Tianzhu, Yun Shenjun established the "unfallen kingdom." But with the successive fall of the ancient emperor, Tianzhu was also lost in the river of history.
Too many records about the Ancient Era were lost with the interruption of the Wanxian Era.
Some people say that in the era of ten thousand immortals, Tianzhu was refined into a magic weapon for immortals. It is also said that the Tianzhu was sunk into the ground and became the foundation of the land of the Twelve Dynasty. There are different opinions, but there is no clue to follow.
But now, at the bottom of Wufeng Mountain, Yanmen, the elders of the Jiuxuanmen are scattered around the stone pillars that look like the spine of a mountain.
This stone pillar is surprisingly similar to the Tianzhu in ancient legends!
It is like a microcosm of the Tianzhu that carried the sky tens of thousands of years ago.
When Bailishu opened the jade slips, the light on the stone pillars burst out suddenly, the cold and dim underground was as bright as day, and the paintings of birds and beasts on the stone pillars washed by black water gradually became lifelike, as if at any time. Step out of the painting and come back to the world.
In one of the tallest stone caves on the cliff, an elder sitting here temporarily as Ye Yiduan opened his eyes.
"Suppression!"
He said sharply.
The sound penetrated the roaring wind, pressed over the rumbling black water, and echoed in the vast world below, with unquestionable majesty, and a life-stopping determination.
Neither the elders who have been here, nor the elders who stepped here for the first time, stopped talking. One by one, they sacrificed their own magic weapons, and the bright light burst out from the caves, turning into a series of meteors that began to vibrate slightly.
The stone pillar is shaking!
It is the spine of this Wufeng mountain. When it trembles, the whole mountain is shaking slightly. The muffled rumbling sound came from the rocks, from the ground, and from all directions. Cracks began to appear on the top of the cave connected to the top of the stone pillar.
The rocks began to fall one by one.
"Enchantment!"
The elder who gave the order stood up and stepped out. The wind in the underground world suddenly became extremely violent. His clothes were swept by the wind, hunting like a crane.
A long sword was suddenly unsheathed from the elder's back, and the sword screamed sharply.
The next moment the long sword flew out and turned into a huge light and shadow hanging in front of the stone pillar. The natal magic weapons sacrificed by other elders previously surrounded the long sword and formed a huge formation, surrounding the stone pillar.
At the moment when the formation was formed, the light erupting on the stone pillar no longer strengthened, but the stone pillar was still shaking slightly, as if to break free from the shackles and return to its majestic appearance.
With a wave of the sleeves of the elder who sacrificed the long sword, tens of thousands of spirit stones flew out of the ring that had been prepared and poured onto the barrier like a river. An arc-shaped light shield enveloped the entire cave, firmly locking in a trace of terror pressure.
The cave is as bright as day, and the faces of the elders are clearly illuminated.
They sacrificed their own destiny magic weapon, and tried their best to fight against the slowly resurrecting stone pillar. The true energy of the whole body was poured into the magic weapon to maintain the stability of the enchantment node. The power contained in the stone pillar seems to be able to carry the heaven and the earth faintly awakened.
But such power will never allow it to wake up.
Hunting in the wind, the confrontation between the stone pillars and the elders made the air in the underground world turbulent like a turbulence.
The black water was rolled up, rushing into the air like a dragon, and then slapped down heavily.
The river flies like a rain of arrows, and the confrontation at this level has terrifying lethality even with the river water involved.
An elder with the weakest cultivation base has a pale face and cold sweat on his forehead.
He opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his figure swayed twice, and he almost fell directly from the cliff.
This elder's magic weapon dimmed a bit.
In an instant, a weak point appeared on the barrier.
The stone pillar seemed to be wise, the light on that side instantly strengthened, and ripples appeared on the barrier instantly. There was no expression on the face of the elder who sacrificed the long sword. With a wave of his robe sleeves, tens of thousands of spiritual stones poured out again and poured into the dim corner of the barrier.
The spirit stone is injected, the surging spiritual power is filled, the barrier is stabilized again, and the stone pillars are blocked tightly.
Part of the spiritual power is injected into the elder's natal magic weapon, and transmitted to the elder's body through the connection between the natal magic weapon and the elder. The elder's face was flushed abnormally like a premonition of a demon, but his shaking figure gradually stabilized.
All the elders present are using their own cultivation base to maintain the power of the magic weapon of life, but not all the elders are strong enough, and the elder with the lowest cultivation base just has insufficient true energy and almost can't support it. .
The spiritual power contained in the spiritual stone is one of the sources for the immortal cultivator to absorb and practice. The spiritual power is transferred into the elder's body through the magic weapon of life, forcibly turned into true energy, so that he can continue to support it.
However, this method of forcibly converting a large amount of spiritual power into zhenqi in an instant will cause irreparable damage to the muscles and veins. After this time, the cultivation base of this elder was abolished.
But there is no hint of resentment on his face.
The elder sits upright, supporting him firmly.
——This time, it is an action that only allows success but not failure.
On top of Wufeng, there are those ignorant disciples of the Jiuxuan Division. They are all so young. They just need to think about how to practice swordsmanship and how to accomplish tasks. That's enough! This kind of suppression of Tianzhu's epitome is what the old bones in their sects should do!
The sky fell and a tall man was against it.
The elders of them are the tall men of the Jiuxuanmen!
As long as they breathe, they will guard the young Jiuxuanmen disciples behind them.
"Changes!"
There was a trace of sadness across the face of the elder who sacrificed the long sword. He did not look at the elder who was destined to become a useless person from now on, and continued to give orders loudly.
Where is the eight pillars?
Bazhu, in Xianmen! !
The Eight Immortal Sects are the Eight Immortal Sects guarding these ancient artifacts!
Under the ground of Wufeng, the elders of the Jiuxuan Division tried their best to guard the stone pillar that looked like the backbone of the mountain. On the top of Wufeng, the disciple of the Jiuxuan Division, practiced as diligently as before, lazily wrapped in a quilt and fell asleep.
They felt nothing.
Besides the Jiuxuan Division, Yanmen County is still as usual. Farmers dream and walk on the long street. The soldiers guarding the city are sleepy. The only difference is the faint commotion in the deep night. In the official residence not far from the Jiu Xuan branch gate, Lou Shidao stood in the unlit study, his face hidden in the darkness.
Some ghostly dark shadows quietly flew out from all directions in Yanmen County, and approached the Jiuxuanfen Gate in the south of Yanmen City.
Ye Yi, wearing a black cloak, stood silently in front of the archway of the Jiuxuanfenmen Gate, with his hands folded in the cloak, waiting for the nocturnal visitors.