Chapter 425

"Why is this here too?"

Everyone was surprised to see it.

This kind of blood jade cong was left by the Duke of Zhou and was used to suppress the nine-headed phoenix vein fortune in the Chu land, causing disasters for thousands of years.

In the long years that followed, it was not that no one discovered this secret, but those Feng Shui masters all chose to hide it.

The reason is very simple: dragon veins all have gods, and destroyers often suffer backlash, not to mention this Feng Shui layout from the ancient primitive era.

Once released, there will be a monstrous disaster.

The Chu land will produce a king, the Shenzhou will collapse, and the killing intent and resentment will be extremely heavy. The Jingchu land will have many disasters, and bones will become mountains.

Who dares to bear such karma.

But there are freaks like Zhao Changsheng, who want to disrupt the Shenzhou and absorb human fortune to achieve himself.

"What is this?"

Bai Huan frowned and asked.

"Nothing."

Li Yan did not say much, put the blood jade cong away, and gave a look, signaling others not to talk too much.

The appearance of the blood jade cong made him feel uneasy.

Since the first one appeared, the rest were discovered one after another, and he didn't know how many had appeared.

Fortunately, they were all sent to Mount Wudang.

Before he left, the Master of the Zhenwu Palace, Yuchanzi, personally went down the mountain to meet him and told him about this matter.

Zhao Changsheng is indeed terrifying, leaving behind various backhands, and whenever the situation is unfavorable, he will take advantage of it to form a chain of traps.

Blood jade congs appeared one after another, plus the one in his hand, only the last one remained.

If they are all gathered, the consequences will be unimaginable.

And, could this be a sign of some disaster...

At this moment, Li Yan decided to hide the blood jade cong.

It's best to find a place where no one can get it.

Bai Huan was burdened with worries. Seeing that he refused to say, she was too lazy to ask more and looked at Lu San: "Are there any other clues?"

Lu San pondered for a moment and suddenly raised his head: "There is a way!"

He turned his head to look at Wang Daoxuan: "Daoist, I remember you said that the qi of mountains and waters is felt more keenly by plants and trees?"

Wang Daoxuan was stunned for a moment and nodded: "That's right."

"The trend of mountain and water dragon veins, we cultivators look at it, but it is just observing the shape of the mountains, distinguishing the Yin and Yang of the land. Even with the assistance of supernatural powers, we can only observe the image of a moment."

"And plants and trees live forever, changing with the vicissitudes of life. They are using their lives to feel the flow of dragon vein qi, which is more accurate."

"But Wushan innate Gang qi gathers, and the changes are more complex. The compass has also failed. If you want to figure out the Feng Shui pattern and the spiritual aperture of the blessed land, you need the work of the whole sect for several years."

"I, the poor Daoist, can't do it alone."

Lu San said in a muffled voice: "Easy to say, I entered the dream and got the inheritance, called 'Classic of Orchid and Sesame'. Although I haven't understood it, there is a magic method that I can already use, which can communicate with plants and trees."

"Oh?"

Wang Daoxuan's eyes lit up, full of surprise: "Brother Lu San is really unusual. This kind of ability is rare."

After saying this, he picked up a branch from the side and outlined it on the ground soaked in rain. It looked like curved arcs, but it formed a closed Taiji Bagua.

"This is the spiritual aperture of the blessed land."

Wang Daoxuan threw away the wooden stick and said in a deep voice: "Along the way, we have also seen many spiritual apertures. According to my observation, most of them are like this."

"The spiritual aperture of the blessed land is the condensation of the dragon veins of famous mountains and great rivers, and it forms a situation itself. The general trend surrounds the small situation, and the situation is also divided into Yin and Yang Bagua, like a furnace of heaven and earth."

"Only in this way can it help cultivators store their spirits and build pavilions..."

After Wang Daoxuan explained it roughly, Lu San looked around and came to a large tree.

This is a Chinese honey locust tree. Although it is not a spiritual tree, it is located at the top of Goddess Peak, often invaded by innate Gang qi, absorbing sunlight and moonlight, and washed by Wushan clouds and rain, it also shows extraordinary qualities.

Its crown is high, shaped like an umbrella, and its roots are cracked into several sections, withered like iron, firmly grasping the rocks and growing tenaciously.

For such giant trees, what is missing is opportunity.

Or a thunder, a slaughter, a sacrifice, it can give birth to spirituality and gradually turn into a spiritual tree.

But opportunity is often the scarcest thing.

Time and place are indispensable.

Lu San pinched the magic formula, gently stroked the rough bark, his eyes gradually blurred, and he put his ear to it, seemingly listening to some sound.

Li Yan and the others looked inexplicable.

The magic method Lu San practiced was too ancient, so ancient that it was connected to the witch-priests of the tribes in the Three Emperors and Five Emperors period.

But the magic method is not necessarily better if it is ancient; it must be consistent with the environment. This is the Dao of Heaven, and even the gods have to adapt.

It was Bai Huan who saw the trick: "In the past, there were witches, birds and beasts as eyes, groups of trees as ears, ghosts and gods following, observing the sun and moon to know the time... This little brother, it's a pity..."

As she said, if Lu San were born in ancient times, he would definitely have shocking achievements.

Although she said so, her eyes were still a bit excited.

Looking at this situation, he might be able to find a place.

Sure enough, after Lu San listened for a while, he started to whistle, long and short, very strange.

The whistle echoed, and it immediately changed.

Whoosh~

The wind roared, and the leaves of the Chinese honey locust giant tree swayed.

Clatter!

It sounded like the sound of the tide, but it was the grass and trees on the mountain swaying with the wind. At this moment, it actually overwhelmed the sound of wind and rain.

"Found it!"

Lu San suddenly opened his eyes and looked north.

"Found several, where should we go first?"

Li Yan pulled out the Dust-Breaking Blade with a clang, took out the Hook Token, held it in his hand, and said coldly: "Go to the door one by one!"

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They had already offended the Wushan group of cultivators and had no scruples anymore.

The first spiritual aperture was not far from Goddess Peak.

That was a giant rock, about the size of a house, washed by wind and rain all year round, and had long become smooth.

On the giant rock, there was actually a black stele without words, and I don't know how it was embedded in the giant rock.

As soon as Li Yan and the others approached, the wind roared around, and thick fog rose, covering the giant rock, and everything appeared blurry.

"Humph!"

Li Yan snorted: "Old Sha, get the gunpowder!"

He could see that the spiritual aperture was blocked by this strange giant rock, combined with the terrain around it, forming the Qimen Dunjia to cover it.

As long as the giant rock is blown up, the spiritual aperture will naturally appear.

"Wait!"

A sharp and hoarse voice rang out from the stone crack: "I have no connection with this matter, and I don't want to be against you, leave quickly!"

Bai Huan also gave a look and shook her head slightly.

Li Yan knew that this was mostly the bystander on the mountain, just wanting to watch the fun and take advantage of it, because he didn't want to get involved in the cause and effect.

But knowing is knowing, Li Yan, who was in a bad mood, would not let it go easily. He raised his eyebrows and sneered: "So close to Goddess Peak, you must have seen a lot of the fun, right?"

"Where is the Life-Commanding Society, you must know!"

The voice in the cave was suddenly anxious: "You are making things difficult for others. You are fighting to the death, why drag me into it!"

Li Yan stared: "Thief, why did I find you? Old Sha, do it!"

"Good."

Sha Lifei immediately started to get busy.

This is also a Jianghu method, called "kicking the lame." By observing words and colors, once you find that the other party is weak, you will chase and beat them.

This is also what Jianghu people pay attention to: losing the formation but not the person.

Even if you fall into a disadvantage, you can't be soft on your mouth. Once you show a decadent color, what greets you is not sympathy, but wolves following one after another.

In business competition, it is the same. Whoosh~

The wind sounded again, and although the thick fog was still rising, a mountain path was vaguely revealed, pointing down the mountain.

"Let's go!"

Li Yan looked at the giant rock coldly and led everyone away.

He felt more and more that the so-called earth immortals, seemingly tall, are actually slaves of longevity, trapped in this dark place for a lifetime. Even if it is a blessed land, what is the difference from the Netherworld.

With someone pointing the way, the speed of the crowd was faster.

Walking halfway, Lu San pointed to the east and said in a muffled voice: "In the dense forest over there, there is another place that is not right."

Li Yan said without hesitation: "Go to the one below first, we don't have much time, if we can't find it, we'll come back."

At this moment, the wind had slowed down, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, gathering into small streams and flowing.

The ground was muddy and inconvenient to walk.

Li Yan could have left one step earlier, but at this moment, on Wushan, enemies were everywhere, and his identity as a Living Yin Messenger was a protective talisman.

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Once separated, everyone would inevitably be attacked.

Fortunately, it seemed that his madness just now had an effect, and no one came to block the way along the way.

Just after they left, the double-pupiled woman dressed in palace attire, riding a white deer, walked out of the dense forest leisurely.

Looking at the crowd below, she was unwilling but helpless.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, have you seen it all?"

An old voice rang out, the black mist dissipated, and a purple-faced old man in a Confucian robe walked out of the secluded forest.

"Wang Mengsheng!"

The woman turned her head abruptly, sitting on the white deer, looking down at the other party from above, her expression cold: "Don't think I don't know, it's your tricks, Wushan will never be at peace from now on."

"Peace?"

The purple-faced old man remained unchanged, stroked his beard and said: "Where is there any peace on Wushan? The orthodox Mystic Sects want to occupy this place all the time."

"The national fortune of the Great Xuan is prosperous, and the folk magic lineages must look up to their noses. The Emperor wants to strictly manage them, and one by one they are all honestly registered."

"Loose cultivators who don't want to register all ran to Wushan to build pavilions. You all eat with full mouths, do you really think there are no consequences?"

As soon as these words came out, the woman was speechless.

The court restricts the Mystic Sects, and Wushan, as a holy land for loose cultivators, suddenly became a sweet pastry, collecting money while sitting, and the income was not small.

She already felt something was wrong, but she couldn't stop it at all.

Because the few sisters of the Life-Commanding Society with the most special status were the biggest beneficiaries, and precisely because of this, they were not afraid of turning against the outer sects.

With cultivators, who cares about those mortal offerings.

This is also the reason why she strongly supports the resurrection of the Wushan Goddess. As long as the Wushan Goddess appears in the world, the situation of loose sand will immediately change.

And the court and the orthodox Mystic Sects will also have scruples.

After all, the Wushan Goddess protects one side and is difficult to shake.

The purple-faced old man saw this and continued: "Besides, I am also kind. If it weren't for my reminders and guidance, those crazy women would have already had an accident!"

"Humph!"

Although she knew he was right, the woman still sneered: "One yard is one yard, you defected to the Ghost Sect, what kind of virtue they have, I don't know clearly, you must have no good intentions!"

"Who said I defected to the Ghost Sect?"

Wang Mengsheng stroked his beard and shook his head: "It was just exchanging a favor at that time. The person I defected to is someone else."

As he spoke, he looked up and sighed: "The fortune of Wushan is exhausted. Yulongzi has already returned, and those two fools are also following his lead. In less than half a year, at most one year, Wushan will change hands."

"I have already persuaded several people, Fellow Daoist Zhu, why not make plans early and leave with me."

The woman narrowed her eyes: "Who did you defect to?"

The purple-faced old man looked up: "Chengdu, Prince of Shu!"

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"Right here!"

Lu San listened carefully and pushed aside the dense vines.

Only to see a small mountain col hidden behind the dense vines, not large, but the scenery was magnificent.

There was a flowing waterfall pouring down, forming a pond in the mountain col.

It didn't look like a place where anyone lived.

"It's this sound!"

Lu San suddenly spoke: "The sound of running water I heard in my dream, and the scolding of women, are exactly the same as this."

This sounded inexplicable, but Li Yan understood.

Just like he has the sense of smell, he is far more sensitive to smells than ordinary people, and some special smells are also very deep in his memory.

Lu San can hear the language of birds and beasts, which is the ear supernatural power. For him, sound is also a deep memory.

Looking around, it was just an ordinary karst cave, with stalactites interlocking, water droplets constantly dripping, gathering on the ground.

Inside the cave, there was also a Feng Shui layout, which was extremely exquisite, and the supernatural power investigation was also affected.

Li Yan looked at the flowing waterfall on the cliff, already had a guess in his heart, and said to Bai Huan beside him: "Senior, behind the waterfall, it's up to you."

Bai Huan didn't talk nonsense and took out a bamboo flute to play.

All the disciples of the Life-Commanding Society had gourds hanging on their waists. As the flute sound rang out, they all took out small drums from their bosoms and tapped them gently.

Dong dong dong!

The drum sound was urgent, and black smoke emerged from the gourds, gathering into clouds, gathering and dispersing in the air, and splitting into several strands, drilling into the back of the waterfall at the same time.

This is the sesame seed Gu raised by the Bai family for generations.

This kind of Gu insect looks small, but it is very tricky. It can invade the bodies of living beings, making them itchy and painful, and more importantly, it can make people drowsy and eat away at the soul.

This Gu also has a loud name, "Sleepy Bug."

The Bai family uses this Gu to both break the enemy and drive away evil and cure illnesses.

"Found it!"

Not long after the Gu insects entered, Bai Huan opened her eyes abruptly, her voice trembling: "There is still a mechanism covering it inside, but it leaves a human smell."

"A-Li, go, be careful."

With an order, a white shadow jumped out immediately.

It was the woman who met them at the pier that day. She had no father or mother, followed the surname Bai, and was named Bai Li.

Although this woman could not compare to Li Yan, she was also a dark-strength expert and proficient in magic. Among ordinary magic lineages, she was also an outstanding person.

Her dark strength exploded under her feet, stepping on the smooth stone wall, jumping up two or three times, and drilling into the back of the waterfall to check.

But seeing the "sesame seed Gu" climbing inside, it had vaguely outlined the appearance of the mechanism, and she reached into the stone wall and groped for a while.

Rumble!

A giant rock rolled inward, revealing a cave.

Bai Li did not rush in. After all the sesame seed Gu drilled in, she blew a whistle and drilled into it.

Others also followed closely, climbing the waterfall and entering the cave.

The cave was deep. Because it was a spiritual aperture of the blessed land, the air was still fresh. Inside, there were stone tables and stone chairs, cushions and oil lamps, and even baskets with wild fruits.

But it was empty, and there was no one.

"It's right here, where are the people!"

Bai Huan had already determined that those people were practicing here, but this situation made her heart tremble.

Li Yan said in a deep voice: "Find it first, see if there are any clues."

Those people had deep cultivation. If they deliberately hid, even if they looked for a few more months, they would have no chance.

And at the same time, outside in the dense forest, the fog surged, and three women slowly walked out, wrapped in white gauze, their faces old, full of orange peel and age spots, and emitting bursts of putrid odor.

It was the three sisters of the Life-Commanding Society.

Behind them were Lu Jiu of the Salt Gang and his subordinates.

"Several seniors, how is my plan?"

Lu Jiu opened his fan and smiled: "This plan is called opening the door to welcome guests, catching turtles in a jar, killing them is easy."

He was guided by Wang Mengsheng, the purple-faced old Confucian, first ran to warn, and then offered this plan.

These three old women are even more powerful. If they can get their appreciation, why look at Wang Mengsheng's face...

Just when he was proud, one of the women suddenly turned around and sprayed a cloud of pink smoke from her mouth.

Immediately after, several Salt Gang members, their eyes dull, walked to the side of the pond, raised their knives and dropped them, wiping their necks.

Plop plop!