Chapter 544: Entering the Seal Array

Tuoba Zhongyuan's body floated with dark light, which was very dazzling in this array transformed by the big seal. The sharpness spewed out from the long halberd in his hand was even more aggressive. Quan Yi's face was ugly, his heart was cold, and he shouted: "You really have the ability! Using this magic treasure in less than a hundred rounds of fighting! Truly insidious... If you wanted to put us to death, you didn't have to be like this..."

Tuoba Zhongyuan's expression was calm, only saying in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist is joking, the Zifu outside Shengletian is dangerous, Mohe is terrible, everything is based on caution, treating every time as a life-and-death enemy is the way to raise life..."

His expression was solemn. As soon as this remark came out, it made everyone's expression complex. Yu Yuwei had long lost his original composure, and said coldly:

"Fellow Daoists, now we are all grasshoppers on a rope, there is no way back... Don't be timid anymore."

Quan Yi was silent, only stretched out two golden ropes, Rui Qi surged on his body, took two pills from his sleeve, and said with a heavy expression:

"The junior understands."

Quan Yi always had things hidden in his heart, and didn't dare to speak. His immortal base could faintly measure fortune and misfortune. He had long guessed that there was no good end to coming to this valley. He should have escaped, but he didn't want to throw everyone away, and he was worried about involving his mother in the sect, so he dragged on here.

Now that he couldn't escape, his attitude became decisive, his temperament changed, and the pills he took consumed his lifespan, making his momentum more and more vigorous.

Li Xizhi did not hesitate. He had long hidden pills in his sleeves. He turned his wrist lightly, and it was a golden-blue pill.

This pill was called 【Huiqiu Pill】, which he secretly obtained through Yang Ruizao. After all, he was chased all the way by Dongfang Heyun, and he quickly realized that he had to prepare some life-saving pills. Coming to the north was even more dangerous, so he had long been prepared.

Even his wife stuffed him with an ancient talisman of Foundation Establishment level before he left, which was still in his storage bag and had not been used for a long time. This kind of ancient talisman was much stronger than the current talisman, and it was very precious to use one less.

And once 【Huiqiu Pill】 is taken, it can improve magic power, stimulate the Dao base, not only restore magic power extremely quickly, but also make spells much stronger, only damaging three years of lifespan and vitality.

He took it quickly, Li Xizhi controlled the rainbow light, the rosy light on his body rippled, and Tuoba Zhongyuan in front finally had a serious look. He pointed his halberd and looked at everyone, opening his mouth:

"Fellow Daoists, seek the Dao to survive, strive for a fight."

"Boom!"

Yu Yuwei had long hated him so much that his lips trembled. The purple-red big tripod smashed down desperately without counting the loss. The two ears and three feet released light, and the patterns burst into crimson light, with flames spewing from the gaps, smashing down with a bang.

"Clang!"

Tuoba Zhongyuan held the halberd horizontally, the slender and beautiful halberd body shone with light, resisting the purple fire that swept over. Yu Yuwei was truly ruthless, and he didn't care how smashing it would damage the magic treasure, smashing it down with his head, and it really made him pause slightly.

Several people had no way back. How could the attack be the same as the previous small fight? Li Xizhi was full of flowing light, rosy light like a waterfall spewing down, blocking Tuoba Zhongyuan from moving, and several spells hit down every moment, smashing ripples on his magic clothes.

Quan Yi had no big background. He didn't know how much lifespan the pills he took consumed, and it was particularly fierce. Yellow tears flowed from his two eyes, and he formed an upper and lower ring with his two hands, with two thumbs against the middle finger, releasing a burst of yellow wind.

Li Xizhi observed for a moment, secretly thinking:

"This Quan Yi is also... he has to let us come to test the reality first... fighting a thunderous and rainy look."

Between thoughts, Tuoba Zhongyuan had already made a response, waving his long sleeves, hitting the two, blowing a white wind, phantomizing into beasts in the air, and in an instant, the two's spells were smashed to pieces.

Tuoba Zhongyuan's eyebrows relaxed, and he smiled:

"Fellow Daoists, you really underestimate me... Why do you have to take out such spells to test me? Although my Tuoba clan has lived in the cave for a long time, this bit of heritage is still there."

Li Xizhi listened to his words carefully, still having some thoughts, Yu Yuwei also looked ugly, and had already spoken for him:

"Is it a blessing or a curse... after all, it can't be avoided."

He pinched the seal and cast the spell, shaking a small tripod from his sleeve, two ears and three feet, complex patterns, presenting a purple-red color. Just after shaking it from his sleeve, the tripod lid slammed open, spewing out purple-red flames.

Li Xizhi touched the magic treasure at his waist, stepped forward, drew a piece of arc-shaped sword light, crossed the sky and flew toward Tuoba Zhongyuan, emitting a whistling sound.

Li Xizhi practiced spells and could not concentrate on sword Dao. His cultivation in sword Dao was already inferior to his younger brother, but his talent and sword technique were good. Drawing his sword, he was still on the table.

Seeing the two testing, Quan Yi finally moved his real skills, urged the immortal base, Rui Qi surged, and his two hands formed an upper and lower ring, with two thumbs against the middle finger, releasing a burst of yellow wind.

This yellow wind expanded in the air, hazy, faintly capable of shielding spiritual sense, blowing the mountain snow, and the four directions were dark, but Li Xizhi watched silently and clenched his sword:

"This spell is indeed good. It will definitely have miraculous effects against ordinary Foundation Establishment, but for people like Tuoba Zhongyuan, let alone what pupil technique he practiced... I'm afraid it only has some interference."

As for Yu Yuwei's two disciples, they were even more unbearable. These two were able to build the foundation at the age of sixty, which was already their best effort. How many real spells did they have? They turned out two spells and flew over in the air. Tuoba Zhongyuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

Tuoba Zhongyuan just pinched two seals in the air, leaving a piece of golden mantra in the air, and when he retracted his hand, he swept his sleeves casually, and the two spells were smashed to ashes. Li Xizhi saw it clearly, secretly thinking:

"The magic clothes on this person are unusual... This sleeve is definitely mysterious..."

He pinched the seal while casting the spell, watching Tuoba Zhongyuan hit out a halo from the golden mantra, blocking the sword light lightly, flying past his sleeves, and the other hand threw out a piece of Gui stone.

This Gui stone looked ordinary, the patterns were white, with soft luster, suppressing the tripod, and the purple-red flames were extinguished all of a sudden, flickering twice, and shrank back very withered.

Just at this moment, the brilliance in Li Xizhi's hand jumped violently, and a condensed rainbow light flew out, jumping toward Tuoba Zhongyuan's face at an extremely fast speed. Yu Yuwei also rose violently, his beard and hair standing up, his eyes fierce, shouting:

"Tai!"

Before the words fell, a golden color jumped between his lips and teeth, flashing in front of him, turning into a streamer and rushing away. Quan Yi also gritted his teeth, and the two golden ropes in his hand finally gave up and hit, flying over like snakes one after another.

Tuoba Zhongyuan saw such a big battle, the smile on his face eased slightly, focused, and the rainbow light came to his face.

"A spell of the Morning Mist class!"

Tuoba Zhongyuan's pupils moved, raised his hand, and repeated the old trick, wanting to wave his sleeves to disperse it.

But this rainbow light jumped extremely fast, quickly scattered into eight rosy colors, and condensed behind him following his movements. Tuoba Zhongyuan hit an empty space, frowned, and after such a delay, Quan Yi's golden rope arrived.

Tuoba Zhongyuan obviously didn't put him in his eyes, only pushed two pieces of white light with his bare hands. Wanting to separate the two golden ropes, Quan Yi moved the immortal base, and a piece of Qi rose on his face. The golden rope actually passed through the white light and hooked on his clothes.

"How are they all side-door paths!"

"Boom!"

Tuoba Zhongyuan finally lost his patience, waved his sleeves fiercely, smashed the golden rope to pieces, turned into stars of light, retracted his hand neatly, and white demonic patterns floated on his face, punching into the void.

Only a loud bang was heard, and a golden light was shaken out of his figure. Tuoba Zhongyuan caught it backhand, threw out a piece of colorful light with some hot hands, and said in a deep voice:

"Old Daoist! Sand-swallowing sword-raising is not used like this!"

As soon as his words fell, he caught a bright and slender long halberd in his hand, presenting a beautiful line like flowing water, held it with both hands, and white patterns floated on his face, seemingly using secret techniques, his voice low:

"Hit!"

His figure moved like a vigorous ape, the long halberd rotated for a week like a phantom, blocking the rainbow light and golden light at the same time, exploding two dazzling colors. Tuoba Zhongyuan laughed, spitting out white energy.

The next moment, everyone's spells flew over, but they only hit a phantom. Tuoba Zhongyuan's Tuoba family's body technique was obviously a little higher than everyone present, and he escaped out of thin air without leaving a trace.

"【Cloud Golden Fall】!"

Li Xizhi reacted first, his figure had become a jumping rainbow light, appearing a few feet away, but saw the golden afterimage had broken through the air, smashing toward Yu Yuwei.

This old man was shocked. He had lived for many years. At this critical moment, his figure disappeared like a rabbit, leaving only two disciples to flee in panic. The long halberd only picked lightly, breaking their protective magic power, and their faces were pale.

Tuoba Zhongyuan smiled slightly, seemingly saying something, his lips opened and closed, everyone only felt their hair stand up, each retreated, listening to a sharp whistle, golden powder in the air, light shining everywhere.

"Hum..."

Li Xizhi felt the color

He said this casually, but Yuan Huyuan before him was dejected, his old eyes gazing into the distance, saying somewhat cryptically: "Bai Xiang Valley is guarded by the Li family. It is said to be that third young master of the Li family, the Changtian Peak Master Li Xizhi. Now it seems he will have some suffering to endure."

Worry quickly appeared on Li Quantao's face, and he whispered:

"Indeed, the Tuoba family has produced a Golden Core... although they suffered too many losses and have little divine power, the direct line are at least Zifu descendants... they are all figures who cannot be provoked. I only hope the Peak Master can hold on..."

His words were too biased, immediately making Yuan Huyuan suspicious. The old man asked as if unintentionally: "By the way... Fellow Daoist also has the surname Li."

Li Quantao smiled without answering. He kept his father's words in mind: if one meets someone with whom conversation is very agreeable, eight or nine times out of ten, their schemes and means are above one's own. Having associated for less than half a year, he dared not reveal too much.

Yuan Huyuan was about to probe further, when unexpectedly, two streams of light galloped over from the east, very dazzling in the air. The two became vigilant and looked up.

They saw the first stream of light was somewhat dim, suppressing its own colors to a very low level, yet one could still faintly see the colors of rosy clouds. The second stream of light behind was faster, already about to reach the tail of the rosy clouds.

The stream of light behind presented a white and yellow color, and something resembling a large seal was suspended above its head, with four large characters appearing prominently.

Qingchi cultivators had naturally all read ancient seal script, and at a glance, they recognized it as:

"【Sheng Le Tuoba】"

Yuan Huyuan looked at the rosy clouds in front, his heart skipped a beat, and a burning emotion rose. His lips were somewhat at a loss, and he blurted out: "Xizhi?! To be chased to such a place!"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was attentive. Li Quantao had not yet reacted, but upon hearing these words, he suddenly realized. He felt the aura of the rosy clouds was very familiar, and he must have heard of it.

"It seems to be that Li Xizhi who came to visit my father that day. Brother said he was a dashing young master, and it is indeed so."

Li Quantao was stunned, quickly reacted, and was greatly shocked. He grabbed the arm of Yuan Huyuan beside him and shouted:

"Open the array! Senior Yuan! Open the array!"

"Open the array... open the array..."

Yuan Huyuan jumped on the spot, fumbled in his sleeves twice, gradually stopped his movements, and stood there blankly. The faces of his children and brothers appeared before his eyes, and he said in terror:

"That is the Tuoba family!"

Li Quantao pulled his hand. Yuan Huyuan was shaken by him and immediately broke free from that emotion. The burning emotion circled in his heart, tasting a bit of inexplicable bitterness. He said in terror: "Open the array? You don't want your life! That is the Tuoba family? You said yourself just now that they are figures who cannot be provoked!"

"I said open the array!"

Li Quantao suddenly erupted. For the first time, he did not put on the posture of a junior. His voice exploded in Yuan Huyuan's ears. His face was not fierce by nature, but being too anxious made it look somewhat distorted. He shouted:

"Fellow Daoist, open the array! I must save this person!"

"You're crazy!"

Yuan Huyuan firmly refused. He was the person leading this array, and the jade talisman in Li Quantao's hand only allowed his own entry and exit. The middle-aged man was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he endured his temper, saying: "Senior Yuan... this person has some kindness toward my family... open the array quickly."

"What kind of kindness is this?"

Yuan Huyuan was unwilling to follow him and asked about this and that to change the subject. Li Quantao finally saw through it, his expression gradually turned cold, and he replied:

"Fine! If you won't open the array... I will leave the array myself!"

The nature of this was already completely different. Yuan Huyuan was horrified, his heart full of inexplicable feelings, and he said in terror: "Why must you do this??!"

"Why?!"

Li Quantao's expression was full of anger, his gaze piercing. With a clang, he smashed the magic treasure in his hand against the city wall, creating a deep pit. He said coldly: "My father bore the infamy and stayed on 【Fuchen Peak】 for hundreds of years, hated and loathed by all. Only he, Li Xizhi, looked at the kindness of the Lis and came to visit!"

"When my father was breaking through... everyone knew he was doing the impossible! In daily life, for elixirs and favors, the cultivators who came and went all called him 'Master Encheng'. Seeing that I was incompetent and could not inherit the alchemy path, there was no more profit to speak of! And fearing the Chi family, not a single person was willing to reach out and help!"

"At that time, the Li family head had just passed away, yet they were still willing to scrape together spirit items to help... My uncle traveled ten thousand miles, retrieved the spirit items, and counted them carefully; they were more than the sum of the stinginess of all the others!"

Li Quantao did not look at Yuan Huyuan at all, drove the wind, and rushed out, leaving behind a cold sentence that lingered in the winter wind:

"Now that Xizhi is in trouble, if Quantao sits idly by, how can I have the face to see my late father?!"

He glared with wide eyes, and a sentence struck the old man's ears like thunder:

"Old Senior, save your own life! Quantao is young and vigorous, and still not stingy!"

Li Quantao left the array in an instant and disappeared, leaving the old man with a desolate body, staring blankly with wide eyes. The winter wind seemed to ignore his Foundation Establishment physique, piercing straight into his internal organs, making him shiver, yet he was sweating profusely.

Yuan Huyuan's eyes were white, and he couldn't think clearly about anything. These words were still echoing in his mind, shaking his teeth, and he sat down by the city wall.

"When I was six years old and caught a cold, it seems I felt the same way."

The old man suddenly thought of this, his face looking as if it had been frozen blue. He stretched out his two old hands and rubbed them together with difficulty before his chest.