One of the hundreds of novelists in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there was once a great writer named Duan, who was talented and excellent in writing. When he was young, he traveled alone all over the world, passing through the West Yong'an Continent for thousands of miles. At that time, I don’t know what inspired him, but there was such a record in one of his stories: The Sixth Palace of Fengdu is located in the north of Jiuzhou, in the world and on the earth, where everyone dies!
Later, Mr. Duan became famous in Jiuzhou for his wonderful stories. Many later scholars began to search for the origin of the word "Fengdu". However, because Linyuan Academy had issued a silence order on Jiuzhou Xianjia Jianghu, they were not allowed to discuss the rumor of Fengdu. , so those ordinary people in Jiuzhou who have read Mr. Duan’s novels actually don’t know where Fengdu is. They just think that the saying “living in the north of Jiuzhou” may be made up by Mr. Duan himself as a novelist. Fictional rhetoric.
However, in the world of immortals, most of the major immortal sects above the third level know some other things. For example, the Taoist lineage once had a similar description in a certain scripture, "Luofeng Mountain is in the north of Gui." There are palaces and chambers for ghosts and gods above and below the earth, there are six palaces on the mountain, and there are six palaces in the cave, which are the six heavens, and all the palaces in the six heavens are for the rule of the ghosts and gods in the six heavens."
Therefore, the so-called Fengdu is indeed located in the vast ocean to the north of the nine continents in the world.
After the war between the five tribes ten thousand years ago, the remaining demon and ghost tribes who retreated from the Nine Continents had no place to stay and had to find a place to stay in the endless sea, and Fengdu is the location of some of the larger ones. one.
In addition, when Linyuan Academy promulgated the nine-level system of Jiuzhou Jianghu Immortal Sect, it also made some arrangements for this matter. After all immortal sects in the world are promoted to a certain level, they must use "war merits" to support the improvement of their level. , it is a rule that those who have no merit in war cannot be promoted without reason, and among them, the northern Fengdu is one of the targets.
One can imagine how the people in Fengdu will be criticized in Jiuzhou.
But today, Mr. Mo Qianqiu, who calls himself Fengdu Mo Qianqiu, led such a large formation, not only set foot on the land territory of Liguanzhou, but also passed through countless large and small empires, fairy mountains and blessed places in the north of Yizhou. and the Cultivation Sect, drove straight to Yanguan Town under the Liangzhou City of the Chengyun Empire located in the middle of Liguanzhou. Although there were more than twenty golden-bodied warriors who had become saints and had started at least ten levels of martial saints gathered together in one place. , it is indeed due to a majestic combat power, but it is still incredible that it can arrive here so quietly, because there is not even a shred of news transmitted in advance. The Linyuan Academy and the Three Sects of Middle-earth have no idea about this. Knowing nothing, the saints sitting in Yanguan Town, Liguanzhou did not notice at all...
Today's situation is worth pondering.
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Mo Qianqiu stood in the sky on the west side of Yanguan Town. After his warriors gathered in all directions of the town and surrounded the town in the center like a city on all sides, he smiled and said the words "Break the formation" Please enlighten me." In an instant, the atmosphere inside and outside the formation was tense to the point of tenseness. The bows were bent and the weapons were geared up!
Tianshu Lianshan, who stood tall and tall at the top of Wufang Pavilion, seemed to have not seen the group of top martial artists who suddenly appeared from all directions, and his expression did not show any change of fear. He just looked at the man in white and smiled lightly: "Mr. Mo Da deliberately tried to hide it from the saints who were stationed in the border areas, and traveled thousands of miles to come to the battle in person. It can be considered that he spent a lot of thought and made great determination. But if he doesn't succeed today, I don't know what Mr. Mo Da will do next." Talent, can you still return to Fengdu safely?"
The man in white above the sky smelled the threat of such a red fruit, and his expression did not change at all. He smiled and said: "Mr. Zhou, there is no need to threaten me like this. You are a born saint, and you don't need to follow the same steps as the rest of us." Climb higher step by step. Although such a blessing does save you a lot of troubles, you will probably not be like me. From the moment you set foot on this road, you will always realize what it means to have no future and no future. There will be no return until you win! So, with all due respect, Mr. Zhou is not as good as me when it comes to fleeing!"
The first round of verbal exchange between the two was a half-baked affair, with no win but no loss.
Tianshu Lianshan didn't show any displeasure when he listened to Mo Qianqiu's answer. In the world of words, sometimes they can kill people, and sometimes... they are worse than a stinker!
He smiled and didn't say much. He just disappeared from the top of the pavilion in a flash, and then sat at the stone table in the Five Square Pavilion. He glanced at the thirty-two coins that were returned to their original places on the table. The chess piece raised his eyebrows and continued: "Since Mr. Mo has such great determination and perseverance, and has such abundant military equipment at his side, how about we invite you to the pavilion for a talk? If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you talk about fleeing?"
Mo Qianqiu, a man in white, looked down at the five-way pavilion rooted in the center of the formation. When he heard Lianshan's words of invitation to fight, he smiled faintly, raised the folding fan in his hand and raised it lightly towards the warriors under his command who were arranged in all directions. Then I saw the more than twenty golden-bodied warriors from outside the Nine Continents raising their hands in exactly the same gesture. One hand was reaching down and the other was raising up. The overlord raised his cauldron, and each of them let out a dull roar, just like a clever woman. Just like lifting the lid of a pot, they worked together to pull up the light curtain that was like a golden bowl that was upside down above the town and pulled out a gap as high as a person!
This action corresponds to the name of the eight realms of martial arts, "pulling the mountain." The overlord lifts the cauldron and lifts the mountain with all his strength!
The four characters before and after all come from the prince of Chu in Shijizhou who opened the palace and built the government office with his physical strength alone, and escaped from the control of Linyuan Academy without any harm. It is a miracle!
The man in white, Mo Qianqiu, who had entered the door, smiled slightly when he saw this. He leisurely crossed the wide gap above his head and stepped into the formation. When he took the second step, he was already outside the Wufang Pavilion!
However, Mr. Mo Da, who is known as the Ghost Marquis of Fengdu and the military master who offers wine, did not directly enter the pavilion after getting down to earth. He first glanced at the formation leader sitting at the table, and then looked sideways not far away. The frail young man who looked a little awkward at this moment then raised his eyebrows and said: "In such a situation here and now, a young man who is on the road to death can have such great ability to stand here and not be affected by this salt." The pain of the hallucination of the official formation? Mr. Zhou, please don’t tell me that you are planning to trick me into being a fellow inmate with this little brother, right?"
Hearing this, Tianshu Lianshan turned to look at Mo Qianqiu, and replied with the same raised eyebrows: "Is it possible that Mr. Mo thinks that his chess skills are not as good as such a childish child? You are the name of the military advisor who sacrifices wine." I'm afraid it wasn't stolen, right?"
"To be aggressive at this time, Mr. Zhou really looks down on my useless name!"
Mo Qianqiu shook his head in a funny and mocking way, and continued: "Or does Mr. Zhou think that I personally led the army here and rushed in without doing any homework in advance? Yanguan Town has gone through thousands of years. , people who have played with this set of chess pieces for thousands of generations, I wonder if Mr. Zhou has a definite number in his mind? With so many sets of chess moves superimposed, I am afraid that all the paths of the thirty-six positive and negative pieces have been played. Is it over? I don’t know whether I am playing this game with you, Mr. Zhou, or with this young man, or with the countless chess players in the past ten thousand years? Or with the person who is in charge of Chu in Shijizhou far away. His Majesty King Chu Ba of He?"
"Is there a difference?" Tianshu Lianshan turned to look at Mo Qianqiu with a smile and asked.
In fact, Tianshu Lianshan had already estimated that the Fengdu Ghost Marquis in front of him would have such a clear understanding of this formation, and it was not surprising. Some things had been laid out long ago. On the surface, there are a lot of things that have remained unchanged in this small town, but if you really want to count them all, they are actually not that many. The person in front of you can get around in Fengdu City just by relying on his brain. If he can't see any problems with this chessboard, then there really is a problem!
However, the situation is here. Whether you enter or not in this game of chess actually has nothing to do with whether you can understand it or not. Since you have already promised to break the formation, even if you are sitting opposite at this moment You are the founder of the three religions. You can still get into the situation you should be in. There is no other way. This is the real conspiracy!
Since there is a calculation, both sides have to calculate each other. It's just that one side has a brain and the other side doesn't. Is it still worthy of being called a game? If it's so simple, why can't the novelists among them compile millions of stories for you in one day?
When asked by Tianshu Lianshan, Mo Qianqiu shook his head in amusement, "It's true that there is no difference. It's just that if Mr. Zhou didn't go to jail with me, I'm afraid he would still be guarding the back door for me right now. Those silly big guys will all fall under your hands, Mr. Zhou, in a short time. By then, won’t I, the strategist, have to be alone? How can I break the formation?"
"If that's the case, Mr. Mo Da should just go back to where he came from! Since you can get here quietly, you must have a smooth and safe journey back!" Tianshu Lianshan still smiled after hearing this. Looking at Mo Qianqiu, I have made it clear that I want to bully you, so I just ask you if you accept it, right?
Seeing him like this, the man in white felt a little funny and weird. He raised the jet-black jade folding fan in his hand and lightly knocked on his forehead. Then he looked at Lianshan with a smile and said, "Since Mr. Zhou has to cheat to win, then... There’s no way I’m going to have to act like a rogue again!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he spread out the black jade folding fan in front of him with a loud click, then looked at Lianshan with a smile and said: "I just don't know if Mr. Zhou can still be there if the beams in the house collapse. Sitting peacefully like a mountain here? Should you save the body of your heavenly book that is as heavy as a mountain first, or should you hold on to the chess game here and then die together with this formation?"
After saying this, Mr. Mo Da did not wait for the other party to respond. He flicked his wrist suddenly without any hesitation. The force was sudden and huge. In an instant, the folding fan in his hand shattered inch by inch, and finally turned into a piece of paper. The powder was scattered on the ground, and then was tossed by his sleeves and robes. The wind blew it away and disappeared without a trace!
This incident made everyone present except the man in white slightly stunned, including the more than 20 golden warriors under his command who were still carrying the cauldron!
The face of the Spirit of Heavenly Book sitting at the stone table in the Five Square Pavilion suddenly became extremely ugly. In the flash of lightning, he only had time to watch the man in white say three words "good means" coldly, and then hurriedly I glanced at the young man who was obviously confused, and then suddenly disappeared from the pavilion...
It was at this moment that everyone in and around the town heard a loud and sad sound of a broken bronze bell. The old bronze bell that had been hanging on the old locust tree for thousands of years was ringing in this loud sound without a hammer. It shattered inch by inch, and then detached from the giant tree and fell to the ground, eventually turning into a pile of broken copper and scrap metal...
After finishing all this, the man in white, Mo Qianqiu, turned around with a smile, looked at the young man from the small town whose face changed drastically, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Now it seems that your senior Zhong may not be able to come back in a few decades." , so the only one left who can play chess with me is you, but I don’t know if you have the confidence to negotiate a game with me?"
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Inside and outside the formation, at the moment when the bell sounded, everyone had different expressions.
Without exception, the expressions of the four guardian saints who were guarding the surroundings of the town all changed. When the bronze bell hanging on the old locust tree at the entrance of the town was stolen, several people even went through the town specifically. I looked through the time account book from front to back and couldn't find how the clock hammer disappeared? Just like how the old drunkard and the old Liangtou died, it has become the most tightly hidden mystery that cannot be answered, and the formation leader who has always lived in the copper bell has never appeared. It seems that they turned a deaf ear to this matter, so this problem has been dragged on forever, and no one can solve it. However, they never thought that they would face such a big disaster today!
The bell hammer was indeed made into the frame of the folding fan, but it was obvious that a layer of heavenly jade was added to the outer layer, so before he smashed the folding fan, no one present noticed that something was wrong. !
Looking at the more than 20 golden warriors standing with the cauldron, at this moment it seemed that they had already discussed a plan, or they seemed to have to let go because of too much gravity. In short, the bells were ringing like gold, and no one was left alone. Exception momentarily let go, and the bottom of the inverted bowl that they had originally lifted was instantly smashed back to the top of the formation. It was a perfect fit, and the Dao Yun of the formation that had been slightly stagnant also started to operate again, isolating those top martial artists. And this time the knock on the door was not answered, and no one allowed the door to be opened again!
The next moment, everyone inside and outside the formation didn't even need to look at each other, they all acted in unison and at the same time!
The isolated warriors who broke the formation all opened the light curtain with long fists and mountain-cutting fists, intending to use the power of the warrior's body to forcibly penetrate the layer of upside down golden light! And such a direct punch method that can break through all kinds of methods is indeed very effective. The Yanguan Formation, which was already a little unstable due to the sudden loss of the formation leader, was joined by more than 20 high-level martial artists who had at least started as martial saints. In boxing, even the toughest turtle shell will always be smashed. If there are no new tricks, this formation will be broken!
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The four saints who were in charge of the surrounding objects in the town began to use their own methods at this moment to give it a try!
The old Taoist priest sitting on the top of Hidden Dragon's back has eyes flashing with thunder and lightning. He was originally a Great Celestial Master from the Celestial Master's Mansion of the Taoist lineage. Longhu Mountain has the dual skills of thunder, magic and talismans. When he arrived at the old Taoist priest's place, his eyes were filled with lightning. Thunder, seizing the soul, and not opening his eyes for many years has made his power of thunder and punishment even higher, so from the moment he opens his eyes, the area within a hundred feet around him is like a pool of thunder, invulnerable to all laws, and all evils can be warded off!
At the moment when the warriors began to dig into the formation, the old Taoist priest, who was like the God of Thunder coming to the world, slowly raised the bamboo pole in his hand and stood in front of him, and then softly recited eight words, "At the age of sixty, the world welcomes spring!" , as these words came out, the hundred-foot thunder pool around the old Taoist body suddenly surged, and the entire Zhendong Jian Mountain Hidden Dragon's back turned into a thunder sword. Even the phantom of the green dragon coiled above the Jian Mountain began to emit endless thunder light, like a head. It raised its head to the sky and howled like a thunder dragon. The dragon's roar was accompanied by thunder, and countless thunder and lightning power erupted from the dragon's mouth and poured into the formation!
Next, every heavy punch of the martial artist outside the formation had to withstand several thunder and lightning backlashes. Such counterattacks were like Ling Chi to the demon monks!
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To the north of the town, the Confucian scholar in blue shirt above Xuannv Lake gently hung the paperweight in his hand in front of him. Then he hung his hands in the air like flipping through a book. A book like a shadow slowly opened in front of him. Immediately afterwards, he whispered a six-character comment that his ancestor had originally made on this ancient book: "Three hundred poems, thinking innocently!"
After the words fell, the phantom book and the floating paperweight instantly merged into one. A flash of blue light instantly spread out from the fusion of the book and paperweight, covering the entire lake of unknown size like water mist, pouring in from a close distance. The Northern Black Tortoise Spirit, with its four feet stepping on the water and roaring upwards to the sky, instantly solidified into a real object. Its turtle body was like armor, enriching the defense of the formation, and its mouth spitting ice was like a sharp sword, slashing straight at the warriors outside the formation with its fists!
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In the red maple forest in the south of the town, the tall, thin old man with white hair and standing in the air holding a long sword without a blade upside down looked up at the sky. He flipped his wrist and held the sword in his hand. He blurted out a combination of sixteen words: "Heaven's will is not to attack, and he loves the virtuous and the virtuous." , It is clear that ghosts are not destined to be dead, so let’s enjoy the funeral with ease!”
The real fire around Suzaku behind him ignited the entire vast maple forest at his feet at this moment. Countless maple leaves with fire were like phoenix feathers. He turned into sharp arrows and brought out countless fiery red tail flames. Thousands of arrows were fired together, forming wings like a forest. !
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On Jinzhuya on the west side of the town, the bald monk who was both a town mason and a Buddhist Nagarjuna put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name at the moment when the warrior outside the formation started. The moving golden text of Buddhist sutras surrounded him, and when it came into contact with the string of eighteen lion-head beads hanging around his neck, a loud roar suddenly sounded like a lion's roar!
At the same time, in countless courtyards in the town, including in front of countless tombs within the radius of the town, all stone carvings were made by stonemasons, such as the two stone tablets at the foot of Zhelongbei Mountain, and the stone in front of the four major surnames in the town. For example, there are lions, the beasts that mock the wind on the roof ridges of various houses, the Baxia stone tablet in front of Beiling Temple, and many other stone products. Countless stone carvings are lit up, like the stars in the world gathering streams of light. The stars gathered towards the golden pillar and stone cliff, making up for the missing spiritual power of the White Tiger Spirit. The Buddhist protector looked up to the sky and roared, the roar of the tiger and the roar of the lion came together, and went straight to the person who broke the formation to see you off. Return to heaven and earth, re-enter reincarnation!
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There was a big fight in the sky. In front of the Five Square Pavilion, the young man raised his head and saw all the changes in the four directions. Then he lowered his head again and looked solemnly at the man in white who was smiling but not smiling, waiting for his reply.
Seeing this, Mo Qianqiu's smile became even brighter, "Look, everyone, including your Mr. Cui, started working hard, but unfortunately, it was useless, because they could guard against those people outside, but they The only thing that couldn't be guarded was me who had already stepped into the formation, so the result was obvious. In the words of a certain saint in your Jiuzhou Military Academy and Martial Arts Temple, it is 'the strength of a small enemy can be captured by a big one'. At this time , the word '一' that means 'people escape one' is really missing..."
Having said this, he looked back at the five-square pavilion, with its vertical and horizontal couplets outside and the stone table and chessboard inside. Then he looked at the young man and said with a smile: "Next, we have to see if you have the courage and ability. You dare to stand in front of me and block me, what do you think?"
All the way to this point, there is no retreat. The poor young man has no choice but to sink his boat. He has to take a step forward and clasp his fists, "Junior Chu Yuanxiao, you are brave and not talented, please give me some advice from Mr. Mo Da!"
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