Chapter 306: Siege of the Ruined Fortress

The bright moon is in the sky, and the ancient woods and deep forests are gloomy.

The moonlight sprinkles down like frost, making the forest floor mottled.

The evening wind howls, blowing the branches and leaves to sway and make sounds. In the dark depths of the dense forest, something seems to be moving with a rustling sound.

La la la!

Suddenly, a flock of birds flew up in alarm.

Figures ran through the forest; they were very fast, their hidden energy exploding under their feet, and with the help of powerful strength, each step could jump seven or eight meters away.

Of course, the movement techniques of these people were different.

Like the three Meishan brothers, who grew up in the wild mountains and forests, their practice methods were also related to hunting, as if they were integrated into the mountain forest, not making a single sound...

The wild man giant carrying the black-clothed old woman had too large a body; every step he took, the muscles on his legs would swell up a circle, shaking the ground with a thumping sound...

The twin brother and sister displayed highly skilled movement techniques; they would leap between branches, spring off tree trunks, and move high and low without ever touching the ground...

The white-haired old man in the lead was even more weird.

He pinched the magic formula with one hand and kept the other behind his back; he walked as if he were strolling in a courtyard, the wind howling around him, rolling up fallen leaves to form a whirlwind, seemingly without any effort...

In less than the time it takes to burn two sticks of incense, everyone arrived at a mountain col.

I saw that in this mountain col, bamboo forests surrounded it, and in the moonlight, shadows were flickering, and a ruined mansion could be vaguely seen hidden in the bamboo forest.

In the moonlight, a lamp was dim and yellow.

This scene truly exuded a sense of weirdness.

If a traveler on the road saw this, most would think they had encountered some mountain spirit and turn around and run.

However, they were all people of the Mystic Sect, so even if there were any ghosts or monsters, they were not afraid at all.

"That's it."

The leader of the Meishan brothers said, "Sub-leader Liu designed it to expose his whereabouts, making him flee from Mount Mulan; we spent a lot of effort to find him."

"This place was originally an ancient fortress from the Great Xing period, built by a wealthy family in Ezhou to avoid war, and was later broken by mountain bandits."

"In the ancient fortress, there must be secret passages leading elsewhere; we didn't dare to act rashly, so we waited for you to come and support us."

"Hmm."

The white-haired old man nodded and said expressionlessly, "A-Lang Po, take the wild boy and force him out; the Fu brother and sister will provide Mobile Corps Commander support, and the rest will guard all passages."

"Obey, Protector Wang."

The black-clothed old woman gave a strange laugh and took out a black pill from her bosom, stuffing it into the wild man's mouth.

"Roar!"

The wild man's eyes immediately flooded with blood, carrying a trace of madness, and he rushed toward the ruined manor with a large board axe.

The twin brother and sister took down the long spears from their backs and followed closely.

The three Meishan brothers looked at each other.

What rest of the people?

Wasn't he talking about them?

These Lord Tian Sheng Sect people were too arrogant!

Although there was anger in their eyes, they endured it, took down their bows and arrows from their backs, and rushed to other areas of the manor.

What they were most curious about was undoubtedly that Protector Wang.

However, when they stole a glance while running, their hearts tightened.

That Protector Wang of the Lord Tian Sheng Sect didn't know when he had disappeared; neither the night owl in the sky nor other divine abilities could find him!

What they didn't discover was that the white-haired old man had already jumped onto a large tree, unloaded the divine fire musket from his back, and surrounded by several flags, he used the Qimen Dunjia technique to hide his figure and aura.

And he quickly filled the ammunition and picked up the divine fire musket.

In the Jingchu mountains and forests, they fought with the Imperial Court's experts; although they lost more than they won, they also mastered many techniques.

The divine fire musket combined with the Dunjia technique was one of them.

So far, there is no good way to crack it!

Clatter!

The wild man ran wildly, not hiding his fierce aura at all, and the birds living in the forest were all startled and flew away.

Arriving outside the manor, the old woman sniffed, and her withered hand grabbed suddenly, and the wild man immediately stopped.

It was just that behind the wild man's head, which was covered in long hair, there were dense, festering wounds, and strands of black iron-line worms crawled out from them, drilling into the black-clothed old woman's palm.

This old woman in black, known as Granny A-Lang, was originally a Gu-sorceress from western Hunan. Because she was obsessed with Gu-sorcery and murdered villagers to refine Gu, even the Miao villages could not tolerate her and drove her away.

After fleeing to Ezhou, this old sorceress did not change her cruel nature. She secretly committed several major crimes and was wanted by the Law Enforcement Hall, forcing her to flee into the mountains and forests of Jingchu, where she was absorbed by the Heavenly Saint Sect.

This is the characteristic of the Jingchu mountains and forests.

The vast mountains and forests provided a shelter for not only those mountain people fleeing famine but also evil criminals from all over the Divine Land.

There is no law in the mountains and forests, and all kinds of obscene sacrifices and evil gods are born; these evil criminals are even more unscrupulous.

The Lord Tian Sheng Sect is powerful, and with the Imperial Court's attack, the commoners can still be incorporated, but they have nowhere to go, so they joined one after another.

Including the twin brother and sister behind her, they are all like this.

This A-Lang Po suddenly stopped, naturally for a reason.

She raised her head, sniffed the air, suddenly gave a cold laugh, shook the black robe on her body, and immediately dense poisonous mosquitoes flew out, like black smoke rushing toward the manor.

However, before they could get close, the mosquito swarm seemed to have lost its direction, spinning in place, unable to enter this ruined manor.

"Daoist True Jing?"

A-Lang Po gave a cold laugh, unhurriedly unloaded the large tobacco pipe, and took out some strange insect grass tobacco from the leather bag at her waist, stuffing it into it.

The Fu brother and sister frowned, "Why don't you go?"

"Go where?"

The old sorceress sneered, "Didn't you say you were originally a Xianbei person? When did you learn the Daoist True Scriptures?"

"The Tai Xuan Zheng Jiao has thirty True Altars and sixty True Jings. These True Jings are arranged in sixty Jiazi, which can be used for Dharma protection and cultivation, and each has its own merits. If you don't know how to break the method, it's difficult to enter."

The Fu brother and sister frowned, somewhat unhappy.

They practiced left-path martial magic, and they really didn't understand these things; this old woman just liked to show off, which was truly annoying.

Fortunately, A-Lang Po didn't continue to say much, but used that hoarse and stiff tone to say loudly, "People inside, since you heard, why not come out and see?"

Creak~

In the darkness, the wooden door opened slowly.

A young monk walked out, wearing a plain white monk's robe, with a thin face, and his brows were somewhat similar to Squire Tian.

It was the returnee Poliuhan Baling.

His current identity was Tian Han, the second son of Squire Tian.

He looked calm, glanced at the few people, shook his head slightly, and said, "This poor monk has already escaped into the empty gate and does not care about worldly affairs; why must you all force me so hard?"

Seeing that he had appeared, the three Meishan brothers no longer ambushed and appeared around the manor respectively.

They could also feel the formation, so they didn't enter rashly.

The third Meishan brother had a somewhat fiery temper; remembering that it was because of this person that their master had been delayed in returning to life, he was immediately annoyed and said, "You bastard, back then the master helped you return to life and let you preside over major events; why did you betray us?"

The monk said calmly, "This matter harms the harmony of heaven; by then, countless commoners will be displaced, and this poor monk cannot bear to take action."

"What a joke!"

The second Meishan brother laughed angrily, "You are a Xianbei person, a descendant of the Xiongnu Chanyu, the True King of the Liuzhen; no matter how many Han people die, what does it have to do with you!"

The monk was silent for a moment, "During the Xiaoming Emperor's time, the Liuzhen had famine for years, and the Rouran took the opportunity to plunder; I therefore raised an army, thinking that it was all because the Xiaowen Emperor was deceived by the Han people..."

"After the uprising failed, I hid in the Longmen Grottoes to practice; seeing the world in chaos, I realized that whether it is Hu or Han, the commoners are all ants..."

"After returning to life several times, this poor monk has seen too much; everything in the world has causes and effects. Poliuhan Baling is dead; there is only the current Buddha gate's 'Not Empty', and I don't want to commit any more sins."

The leader of the Meishan brothers said in a deep voice, "Since you don't want to participate, then forget it, but that Red Mohe must be handed over!"

The monk shook his head, "This object is useful to this poor monk; if you want it, let Zhao Changsheng come to find me himself."

"Hmph, you are also worthy!"

The third Meishan brother spat fiercely.

Just then, the black-clothed old woman A-Lang Po, who had been silent, suddenly sneered, "Sect Leader Zhao is busy, so don't bother the old man."

After saying this, she picked up the lit large tobacco pipe, took a fierce puff, and then sprayed out thick green smoke.

This smoke had a strong fishy smell, did not dissipate, surged forward, and shrouded those poisonous mosquitoes.

Crackle! In the green smoke, there was the sound of sesame seeds cracking.

Subsequently, the poisonous fog wrapped around the poisonous mosquito swarm, no longer disturbed by the formation, and rushed directly toward the monk.

At the same time, under the command of the old woman, the wild man swung his board axe and threw it directly into the bamboo forest.

Crack!

A hidden formation flag inside was cut off directly.

In an instant, a violent wind blew around the manor.

The others were also experienced and knew that this was a sign that the formation had been broken, so without a word, they picked up their weapons and rushed out.

The Fu brother and sister's foot strength exploded, and they jumped onto the broken wall with a swoosh; with a borrow of strength, the ancient wall collapsed immediately.

And the two of them also stabbed out with their long spears one after another.

As for the three Meishan brothers, they bent their bows and set their arrows, simultaneously pinching the magic formula and chanting, which was the magic technique they used to sneak attack Li Yan that day.

If this person before them was easy to deal with, he wouldn't have been arranged by Zhao Changsheng as the leader of this mission, nor would he have made them wary and afraid to truly poison the Tian family.

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In the courtyard, facing the crowd attacking, Poliuhan Baling just sighed slightly, then pinched a magic formula in his hand and suddenly made a sound in his mouth:

"Om!"

This sound seemed to make the surrounding air buzz.

And the poisonous mosquito swarm that attacked first exploded directly, falling densely on the ground, all dead.

At the same time, the Fu brother and sister followed closely.

The spearheads used by the two were all four-sided pyramid-shaped, and what was even weirder was their spear-holding posture.

Unlike the common forward-hand spear-holding, it was a double-handed backhand grip, with the palm inward holding the spear shaft.

"Yin-handle spear..."

The monk Bukong said lightly, "You come from the grasslands?"

This spear-holding method is called "Yin-handle spear", which is more flexible and changeable in control and is common among grassland tribes.

"Why ask so much when you're a dead man!"

The Fu sister gave a cold laugh; seeing that she was about to stab the monk, she suddenly turned her wrist, and her arm exerted force in a spiral manner.

Swoosh!

The two spearheads, accompanied by a shrill cry, turned in the air and stabbed toward the monk's throat and heart from both sides respectively.

The monk didn't even blink, his hands suddenly scooped, as if fishing, directly grasping the wooden shafts below the two spearheads.

The Fu brother and sister's faces changed drastically.

They could feel that the spearheads seemed to be stuck in the mountains, unable to move, while the spear shafts were buzzing and trembling, carrying a vibrating force.

Pop, pop, two sounds.

The spear shafts snapped, and the two siblings retreated repeatedly; looking at their palms again, deep bloodstains had already appeared.

"The point is thorny!"

The Fu brother and sister hurriedly retreated, and the older brother cursed angrily, "Didn't they say he had only returned to life for more than ten years? Why is he so fast?"

Don't blame them for being careless.

Returnees, although they can escape from the Nine Netherworlds, are not without a price; if they attach to someone else's body, they have to endure the pain of soul and body separation day and night, and they are born with weaknesses, easily targeted by some magic techniques.

Therefore, many returnees will choose to reincarnate, starting from an infant, and with the experience of their previous life, improve rapidly.

But even so, they have to start over.

This Poliuhan Baling had only re-cultivated for more than ten years, and he had already reached the peak of the Transformation level!

At the same time, the magic arrows of the three Meishan brothers also whistled over.

Just like when dealing with Li Yan that day, these three magic arrows also turned directions in mid-air, two in front and one behind, stabbing at the monk Bukong at the same time.

Although the attack was weird, to tell the truth, the threat it could pose was a notch worse than the Fu brother and sister's Yin-handle spear.

The monk Bukong didn't even look, his large sleeves waved, and his plain white shirt was like a piece of silk, scooping left and right, directly wrapping the magic arrows and landing in his hands.

Every move was free and easy.

"Kasaya Subduing Demon Skill?"

Seeing this, the Fu brother and sister were even more secretly shocked.

Returnees reincarnating need to re-cultivate; even if the other party is experienced, re-cultivating to the peak of the Transformation level, they should be able to easily kill him under the siege of the crowd.

But they found that they had overlooked a key point.

The strength of a returnee lies not only in their own strength but also in the experience accumulated over many years and the magic methods learned.

Poliuhan Baling was originally a Xianbei person and was extremely proficient in grassland martial arts; now he not only knows Daoist magic formations but also Buddhist martial arts.

Judging from the information, he also has research on Feng Shui.

How many things has this old ghost learned?!

The two siblings dared not be careless anymore, took down the meteor spears from their waists, pinched the spearheads, pinched the magic formula, the wind howled around them, and the spearheads were immediately shrouded in cold Yin Sha Qi.

This is their martial magic, the Ghost Gate Spear.

Relying on this technique, the two siblings have made a fierce name for themselves.

Thump, thump, thump!

From the ground behind, there was a violent vibration; it was the wild man rushing over with a board axe.

The monk Bukong finally frowned, and the magic arrow he had just obtained was thrown back, heading straight for the wild man's shoulder.

He was experienced and could see that the wild man's state was wrong; the black-clothed old woman sitting on his shoulder was the threat.

Sure enough, the old sorceress let out a sharp scream, and the wild man hurriedly stopped his steps, raising his board axe to block in front of him.

Only a few loud bangs were heard, the magic arrow shattered, but the powerful force also made the wild man retreat several steps in a row.

"Attack together!"

The Fu brother and sister threw out their Ghost Gate Spears at the same time; the wind howled, and the meteor spears twisted in the air like poisonous snakes, flying up and down, looking for flaws.

At the same time, the three Meishan brothers also pinched the magic formula again, bending their bows and setting their arrows, and shot them out suddenly.

But this time the arrows were different from before; the bamboo tubes at the front were smoking with fire, and they were actually bamboo thunder arrows from the Imperial Court.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Three arrows whistled over, carrying a cold murderous intent.

Seeing this, the Fu brother and sister also attacked and entangled at the same time.

However, the monk Bukong was still at ease; he suddenly turned around, swept his feet, and the brick and tile fragments on the ground flew up, hitting the bamboo thunder arrows and exploding.

And while he turned around, he also used the Kasaya Subduing Demon Skill again, wrapping the Fu brother and sister's spearheads in the dust and smoke.

Being besieged like this, anger also rose in the monk's eyes.

Just then, Protector Wang in the distance suddenly took action.

He had rich experience in using the divine fire musket and knew that to deal with this kind of expert, there was only one chance to fire.

If one shot misses, the other party will flee or dodge.

This was the best time.

Boom!

In the dense forest, there was a roar, and fire splashed everywhere.

Because there was Qimen Dunjia technique to cover it, the monk Bukong didn't notice the terrifying murderous intent until the gunshot sounded, and he hurriedly dodged.

However, it was already too late.

Although his movements were extremely fast and he dodged the vital heart, his left shoulder was hit directly, and flesh and blood splashed everywhere in an instant.

"Ah——!"

The monk Bukong gave a scream, his body twisted, and red mist exploded all over his body; a black shadow whistled out and disappeared in an instant.

"Esoteric Dunjia?"

The black-clothed old woman said in a panic, "How many magic methods has this old thing stolen?"

This kind of Dunjia speed is extremely fast; without Dunjia, one cannot catch up at all. The Meishan brothers hurriedly released the night owl to track his whereabouts.

And after the dust and smoke dissipated, a severed arm was left on the ground.

The black-clothed old woman ordered the wild man to pick it up; after receiving the arm, she licked the blood on it and gave a strange laugh:

"Don't worry, this traitor can't run..."

Second update later

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