novelapdf Chapter 367
Chapter 367
Chapter 367
As the night deepened, Fengdu gradually quieted down.
The darkness concealed the portal of the cave, and also concealed the figure of Tiangan Guoshi.
There is only the sound of cicadas and frogs, making the world even more hushed.
By the window of the guest room, Mo Chuan and Chaoge were sitting and talking, not knowing where they were in a daze, and they didn't come back to their senses until the dull beeping sound came.
"Bang! Bang!"
"At the third watch of the child's time, everything is safe and sound."
The melodious sound of telling the time, under the blowing of the night wind, sprinkled all over the city.
"It's time!"
Chaoge took a deep breath, stood up and looked up.
The stars are lonely and the light is dim.
The dark sky and the earth can't hide the Tiangan Guoshi standing in the sky, nor can it hide the cave door that has not yet been closed at Zishi.
"Fellow Daoist, it's time."
A reminder came from outside the city.
Master Tiangan smiled at the corner of his mouth, overlooking the inside and outside of Fengdu, turning a deaf ear to the reminder.
The world fell into silence.
At this moment, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are fixed on Tiangan Guoshi.
"What are you waiting for, fellow heavenly stem?"
"Hahaha, I didn't expect all of us to be deceived by him! Hahaha, how ridiculous! How ridiculous!"
"Fellow daoists, don't be fooled by him, he is delaying time."
The inside and outside of the city gradually became lively, and one after another voices came, there were temptations, doubts, and instigation.
"Master is right, his purpose is to make the fake show real."
Looking at Tiangan's figure, Chaoge couldn't help laughing at himself.
Since Tiangan Guoshi announced that he was in charge of the secret key of the cave, people in the cave have withdrawn one after another.
The major ancient sects may not care about the lives of their subordinates, but they must maintain their reputation.
A leader who regards his subordinates as cannon fodder will only end up betraying his relatives.
However, this withdrawal obviously gave Tiangan Guoshi the opportunity to monopolize the secret key of the cave.
As the only Mo Chuan who knew the truth, after listening to what Chaoge said, he looked up at Tiangan's calm expression, with playfulness and hesitation in his eyes.
If he never closes the portal of the cave, the Tiangan Guoshi will die.
To tease the ancient sect, no one will let him go;
Regardless of whether he holds the secret key of the cave, if he is not caught and searched for his soul, the cultivators will not be reconciled.
However, he closed the gate of the cave, and Tiangan still couldn't escape the pursuit of the cultivators.
This seemed to be a dead end.
"call out!"
Amidst the ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, a flying sword crossed the sky and stabbed fiercely at Tiangan Guoshi.
At the same time, several figures rose up dazzlingly and headed straight for the portal of the cave.
Tiangan Guoshi suddenly raised his palm to face the flying sword, and saw that when the flying sword shot into his palm, it melted quietly like an ice edge falling into a red furnace!
But after this delay, the figures rushing towards the gate of the cave were already too late to stop them.
"Shhhhhh!"
Amidst the howling sound of piercing the sky, those figures suddenly flitted across the sky. The figures froze in mid-air, and looked back with astonishment on their faces, only to see the cave portal that had been floating in mid-air... disappeared.
——So much so that they rushed to nothing.
"But it's too late for tea, so you can't hold it back, and you are worthy of cultivating Taoism with such a heart?" Tiangan Guoshi looked around, full of sarcasm and ridicule.
"Thorn-"
Just at the right time, a blaze of light that looked like lightning fell straight down from a height of ten thousand zhang, and at the moment of shock, it seemed to split the dark world into two.
Between the rays of light, the body of Tiangan Guoshi shattered into two pieces, before falling to Fengdu, it turned into two leaves and fell to the world with the wind.
Between heaven and earth, only the calm and fearless voice of Master Tiangan remained.
"Is this why Jin Danxiu? Do you dare to enter the cave to fight?"
Mo Chuan watched this scene quietly, and the power of the golden core that seemed to tear apart the world not only did not frighten him, but instead gave birth to a hint of eagerness to move in his heart.
If Tiangan Guoshi wants to adopt Kyushu Taoism, he must prove that he has the ability to protect Qianjiao.
Then Jindan's head is the best vote!
Closing the cave will also be the best battlefield, even if the concentration of spiritual energy in the cave is far higher than that of the outside world.
"It actually made him find the secret key to the cave..."
Chaoge murmured, his face full of disbelief.
"Is the person who made the move... Master?" Mo Chuan asked.
"No, Master has already left." Chaoge shook his head.
"Gone?" Mo Chuan was surprised.
"If you drive a dog into the poor alley, you will be backlashed!" Chao Ge paused and said, "What's more, the master already has a cave in Beiyue, so why bother to look far away?"
"It makes sense." Mo Chuan nodded.
The Wuyue Mountain lineage is all mountain gods, with a long lifespan, and they pursue safety in their actions. It is not surprising to have such a reaction.
This also made Mo Chuan breathe a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, if the Lord of Beiyue came in person, he really didn't know how to choose.
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In the cave of Xuling, in a barren mountain, Master Tiangan sat cross-legged, quietly recovering the energy lost by guarding the gate of the cave.
"Da da da……"
There was a sound of footsteps.
He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Mo Chuan who was close in front of him, and said with a complicated expression: "The secret key to the cave is indeed in your hands."
Mo Chuan smiled and said, "If I knew you weren't sure, I wouldn't have shown up."
Tiangan Guoshi didn't answer, but showed doubts: "I don't understand, how did Fellow Daoist survive the self-explosion of Jindan, and even snatch Zuoqiu Yao's remnant soul?"
Mo Chuan said: "Poverty can't be picked up by luck?"
"Zuoqiu Zongyan has been running this cave for ten thousand years, if he can pick it up, it won't be your turn to pick it up." Tian Gan said.
"What are you going to do next?" Mo Chuan asked instead.
Tiangan is too smart, if there are too many mistakes, it is better not to say.
"Someone came in?"
"Not yet. But it's coming soon."
"The cultivation of Jindan far surpasses Yuan Qi Dao's ten thousand years of Taoism. It is difficult to kill it with your and my cultivation! For the current plan, we can only use the advantages of the cave to consume its spiritual energy and wait for the opportunity."
Tiangan Guoshi said, and then looked at Mo Chuan: "Fellow Daoists have always acted unexpectedly, I don't know if you have a good opinion?"
Mo Chuan looked up at the blood moon above his head.
Tiangan looked up thoughtfully, the blood moon was in the sky, and the light was dim.
……
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"Qi flows through the mountains and rivers, and flows through the shape of the flow. It connects the eight sceneries and the nine heavens... This should be the weather vein of Xuling Cave!"
Tang Hongyi hung in the sky ten thousand feet high, looking at the white clouds rolling in front of him, showing a hint of hesitation.
As a fake alchemy cultivator of Qianliu Sect, although he has not mastered the secret key of the cave, he is well aware of the various magical effects of holding the secret key of the cave.
It can be said that this is a necessary condition for Jindan monks to enter the Nascent Soul Stage.
At least in the historical records that can be traced back, all monks who can step into the Nascent Soul stage have held the secret key of the cave.
Think about it too, from refining qi to building a foundation, there is not one in ten; from building a foundation to golden elixir, there is not one in a hundred.
From Jindan to Yuanying, there is no one in a thousand.
This is still under the premise of being assisted by various pills and secret treasures.
Such a terrible failure rate has discouraged many monks.
This is also the fundamental reason why Tang Hongyi congealed the fake pills and added 300 years of life in vain, just to live.
However, if he can obtain the secret key of the cave and look up at the changes of the heaven and the earth, he will be able to glimpse the evolution of the Dao.
At that time, the fake pills will be scattered, and the golden pills will be condensed again, and they will surely succeed.
In the future, there will be a cave to rely on, to establish a sect, and to point the sword at the Yuanying, so there is no chance.
Thinking of this, he became more and more excited.
However, in addition to the heartbeat, the fear is also like a shadow.
Right now, the spiritual energy is declining, and as a fake alchemy monk, the demand for spiritual energy is even greater. Under such shackles, sneaking into it, I am afraid that if you are careless, you will lose everything.
"Thousands of opportunities are hard to come by, and a gleam of time is easier to pass."
"If you don't fight now, the chances in the future are even slimmer. The recovery of the world is so slow, and with my remaining lifespan, even if I fall into a deep sleep, it will be difficult for me to last a thousand years!"
"To fight for the front, it's time to fight!"
While Tang Hongyi was thinking, he gritted his teeth and pumped up the spiritual energy in his body, stepped in one step, escaped into the Qi veins, and his figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Is this the Xuling Cave?"
In the next second, Tang Hongyi followed the flow of energy and appeared in the sky of Xuling Cave.
He looked at the grass-colored world in front of him, and waved his hand to take out a compass, with magical powers, the pointer twirled endlessly.
"southeast!"
Suddenly, the pointer fell, Tang Hongyi revealed a look of joy, and walked away.
Unexpectedly, both feet stepped forward, above the waist and abdomen, but stopped in place.
He felt a chill in his abdomen, looked down, and saw the internal organs sprayed all over the ground, and the mottled fake pills leaked out of the body, floating in the air with brilliance.
"Fellow Daoist, this spirit weapon is not bad, so the little girl just accepted it with a smile."
A slender white finger quietly appeared in front of Tang Hongyi's eyes, and while his thoughts were blank, he gently grabbed the compass.
Tang Hongyi looked up, and saw a graceful woman with a sweet smile on her face, and gently sucked her lips and blew a breath.
Tang Hongyi, who had not yet lost his vitality, immediately fell to the ground with a thud.
"A fake alchemy cultivation base, dare to peek into the cave? Overestimate your own strength."
The woman withdrew her smile, glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, put away the mottled fake pills, followed the compass pointer and turned into a ray of light and went away.
After burning incense, a person wearing a bamboo hat suddenly appeared.
He looked down at the rapidly decomposing corpse, and there was no expression on the face stitched together from several pieces of animal skin.
He ran over the corpse with restraint, and took out a bead from a puddle of mud.
Then disappeared without a trace.
After the puppet disappeared, the barren land fell into silence.
If you take a bird's-eye view from a high altitude, you will find that the undulating wasteland faintly forms a picture scroll with beautiful lines.
It's like a... eye pupil!
……
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"Someone made a move, and a fake monk died."
On the wilderness of Xuling Cave, Mo Chuan and Tiangan Guoshi sat and drank.
"It seems that I still underestimated the allure of the cave!"
Master Tiangan picked up the teacup, sipped it slowly.
"Get ready for a protracted war!"
Mo Chuan stretched out his hand to grab the void, and grabbed a bead.
——It was the spoils he got from sending the puppet to touch the corpse.
"Be careful, don't fall into the trap."
Tiangan Guoshi felt the strong bloody smell on the bead, and his eyelids twitched.
He was really afraid that this was a trophy deliberately left by the Golden Core cultivator as a bait.
Because he did.
"It's just a relic, presumably it should be something to nourish the gods."
Mo Chuan said casually, and after speaking, he still threw the relic back to the Netherworld.
Relying on the dark and secluded environment as his way out, he acted in a dissolute manner, but he forgot that Tiangan Guoshi was terrified to death.
Of course, in the final analysis, in his subconscious mind, he always felt that Tiangan Guoshi was very powerful.
At this time, I realized that no matter how powerful the Heavenly Stem National Master is, he will still be limited by the Dao of Yuan Qi.
"Tsk tsk, another fake Dan monk died."
Mo Chuan said again suddenly.
"Ok?"
Tian Gan was stunned: "The same person?"
"Well, she is guarding the exit of the Qi veins, attacking and killing stowaways." Mo Chuan nodded with a thoughtful look on his face.
"It's kind of interesting. She gave up the cave, killed all the cultivators, and fell to the outside world. They will only think it's the work of the poor! What a disaster to divert it from the east, and do it in the opposite way."
Master Tiangan was full of admiration.
That's right, all Qi refiners in the world today hide behind a crowd of fans.
Even if it is not difficult to attack and kill, the efficiency is extremely low.
It is easier to expose your identity and attract hostility from all over the world.
Now there is Xuling Cave Heaven to attract all cultivators from all over the world, if they sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbits, they will surely be full of money.
Flick your clothes when you're done, just to hide your merit and fame.
Mo Chuan sneered and said, "One hit will kill, and the pill will leave. From the perspective of the poor, she is most likely accumulating strength."
Tiangan remained silent.
A wise man is bound to make a mistake, and things seem to be rushing towards a path they didn't expect.
Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes do not come singly.
The two of them were pondering over the countermeasures with solemn faces, when Tiangan Guoshi suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the void, and a talisman sword fell into his control.
Seeing this, Mo Chuan frowned secretly.
Under the blockade of the cave, you can still send messages freely, and you are already proficient in the Taoism of Heavenly Stems?
"call--"
Master Tiangan swept across the talisman sword, let out a long breath, looked at Mo Chuan and said, "I heard that Guangling's Dharma Vein has been on the verge of moving, is there such a thing?"
Mo Chuan nodded: "It is true."
"Fellow Daoist, rise up!"
"Ok?"
"Those old zombies have raised their troops, and the great scene can no longer be held. Instead of leaving it to outsiders, it is better to leave it to fellow daoists. As the Guangling Youyan method, fellow daoists, as soon as they ascend to the top, they will surely respond. Jing held his breath..."
When Tiangan Guoshi said this, his tone suddenly paused, and he changed his words again: "Forget it, the winner is the king and the loser, if the Taoist friends don't like the big scene, you can change the dynasty by yourself."
Mo Chuan frowned: "Before doing this, fellow Taoist, did you ever think of this possibility?"
Tiangan nodded: "This is natural."
"Why do poor Taoists think that Fellow Daoist is bringing disaster to the east?" Mo Chuan looked at Master Tiangan seriously.
"Huh?" Tian Gan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Hahaha... Thanks to the high praise of fellow Taoists. It's a pity that the ancient sect doesn't care about the orthodoxy of mortals."
Mo Chuan stared at the Tiangan National Master without seeming to be fake, and said, "Did you send someone to kill Xuanyun?"
Tiangan generously admitted: "That's right, this is the suggestion of Taoist Deputy Yin Wenjiong. The poor Taoist nodded. Unfortunately, you are too calm."
Mo Chuan shook his head: "I will not intervene in the change of dynasty. Since Dao Lusi is exhausted, he might as well end it decently. What's the point of forcing his life to continue?"
Taoist Tiangan was silent for a while, then got up and said, "Fellow Taoist, please stay here first, the poor Taoist will come whenever he goes."
"What's the trouble?"
"Pindao is Dajing's national teacher after all!"
"They sent troops to force you to show up, how many days can they resist?"
"Just a cup of tea, I will return immediately after I kill all the royal family."
"Ok?"
Mo Chuan suddenly raised his head to look at Tiangan Guoshi.
"The Grassland Lamaism has always been eyeing the Central Plains. If the poor Taoists don't go, I'm afraid the Department of Merit and Virtue will collude with the grasslands to start a new one. The great scene can be destroyed, and the royal family can be destroyed, but the great scene can't fall into the hands of the grassland."
Tiangan Guoshi said calmly, at this moment, he seemed to be explaining the way in his heart.
[Thank you fellow daoist for the reward of "a boy who touches fish"! 】
(End of this chapter)