Aurora City, the Demonic Cave of All Fantasy.
Mu Yutian came with his two grandchildren, and another golden elixir monk had already begun to drain the water around the devil's cave, revealing the true appearance of Wanhuan Island in the past.
A three-foot long black iron nail was firmly nailed to the gate of Jinting.
The monk turned the collected water into twelve arms and tried hard to pull the iron stakes on the gate of the Golden Courtyard.
However, an invisible force blocked the way, and those giant hands of the water dragon that could kill the Golden Core cultivator were unable to touch the iron pile at all.
"Senior Zhao Mingjun?" Fu Henghua's face changed slightly, "Grandma, can you win in a fight with him?"
Zhao Mingjun is the leader of the Five Golden Pills in Yushi Palace and the twenty-fifth on the Heavenly Spirit List. He is good at creating floods and water, and calling for wind and rain.
Fu Henghua didn't know him, but he had dealt with a disciple of Yushi Palace.
At that time, a Taoist in red was invited by the Wei family and ran to stop the four coalition forces. Later, when the boy Tianyin returned, the Taoist in red was dismissed.
The four families did not dare to deal with that Yushi disciple because there were too many experts in the Yushi lineage.
There are three golden elixir monks on the Tianling List and two Nascent Soul Grandmasters, only one Tribulation Immortal is missing. Otherwise, it can be included in the top Taoist sect in the world.
Mu Yutian shook his head: "At our level, winning or losing is not that simple."
In a battle of spells, it's not just about who has more magic power, but also whoever has a higher realm will win.
The state of mind during the battle, the degree of understanding of the enemy, and even a moment of judgment can affect the final result.
"But the Yushi Palace lineage is good at controlling water, and the current waters of Donglai Thirteen are too biased towards them."
In the battle over the continent, based on the attributes of the five elements, the fire and earth monks were the most unlucky. The water monks had an advantage as the thirteen waters took shape.
Fighting with the disciples of Yushi Palace on the water is tantamount to fighting against the endless water.
Mu Putian thought in his mind: If we really want to fight, if we want to win, we must strike first. When the other party failed to communicate with Cang Shui, he hit the other party hard in one fell swoop.
The essence of heaven is secretly condensed.
On Wanhuan Island, Zhao Mingjun noticed the three ancestors and grandsons of Mu Potian, and the speed of pulling out the iron nails increased.
But he still couldn't reach the iron stakes and finally had to give up his position.
"Fellow Taoist Mu, please."
After all, it was the golden elixir that had been famous for thousands of years. Zhao Mingjun was very graceful and allowed Mu Yutian to come forward and try it.
The elemental energy of heaven was whirling around the iron pile, and he was also aware of the invisible force.
She stopped and looked carefully.
Zhao Mingjun simply walked to the Fu family siblings.
"It's you two. Is there anything you can do?"
His disciple was kicked back by the Fu family. He had experienced the Fu family's situation and knew the identities of Fu Yaozhen and Fu Henghua, as well as their talents.
Fu Henghua smiled bitterly and shook his head.
No matter how much he knows, he can't even see the Taoism around the nails now, let alone think of a way to restrain it.
"If it's a full moon night, you can use the method of reflecting the truth. If you invite the monks from the Purple Emperor Pavilion, you can use the method of seeing through the mysterious mirror. Or, you can borrow a mirror that is at the level of a spiritual weapon."
Fu Henghua talked about several plans in succession, and Zhao Mingjun shook his head silently.
Fu Yaozhen: "Senior, can't you discern that level of spell?"
"I can't see it, I can only feel that there is a spell around the Jiuyin nail. If this spell is there, the nail cannot be pulled out."
Zhao Mingjun had a bit of worry on his brows. …
The opportunity to transform into an infant is important, but with my own cultivation level, I can achieve a breakthrough in the future without using this opportunity to transform into an infant.
But if the gate of ghosts is allowed to be perfected and the seventh bell rings, or even two days later, the gate of ghosts engulfs the human world on July 15th, then there will be trouble.
Fu Yaozhen stared at the iron pile intently, and with the power of mystical vision combined with the bracelet, she tried hard to identify it for a long time, and finally saw some strange changes.
"Henghua, there are rings of insect inscriptions lingering near the iron pile. I have never seen this kind of insect inscriptions. It's very strange."
Fu Henghua perked up and said, "Sister, help me write it down." He transformed the Shenluo Heavenly Book into a jade tablet and handed it to Fu Yaozhen.
Under the mysterious view, Fu Yaozhen copied those wonderful words on the jade board one by one.
Seeing those words crawling randomly on the jade board like flies without eyes, the three of them seemed to be falling apart, and their hearts stood on end.
ghost!
It seemed like there were endless ghosts and monsters watching me!
Zhao Mingjun pondered: "This kind of writing...little friend Henghua, can you analyze it?"
"It should be a type of Yin script, and it is also an explanation of the innate red script."
Fu Henghua thought: "It will take me some time to decipher this kind of blind ghost and insect writing. It would be much more convenient if there is information to test."
The innate red text is a type of spiritual text that embodies the movement of the heaven and earth. It is the true name of all things in the world.
Even if they don't understand each other's language, they can communicate with each other as long as they understand the innate red text.
However, due to different factors such as geography and humanities, monks will inevitably bring their own principles and styles when writing Xiantian Red Inscriptions.
This formed the spiritual secret seal unique to the monks.
Taixuan Taoism follows the two rituals, and the secret seal is neat and symmetrical. The secret seals of Zihuang Pavilion are in Yangwen, mostly in purple, gold and red.
These secret seals can not only serve as the unique Taoist spells of each sect, but also the most important "password" for each sect to record their skills.
Many of the Earth Code Immortal Techniques need to be deciphered first before they can be interpreted. And if the interpretation is wrong, there will be flaws in the practice and the practitioner will go crazy.
Zhao Mingjun tried hard to recall the information related to this weird inscription, and even went to the Tianxuan Taoist platform to ask questions.
But there were only a few people who responded, and the few who provided information were mostly Jindan monks who went to other places in Baijiang.
They also saw iron piles in other places, but because they could not recognize the "ghost writing" outside, they were ultimately unable to break the spell.
In Jade City, Dan Xuanzi and two Zihuang Pavilion monks were guarding the iron pile.
Although Dan Xuanzi broke out of the door and fell out with his father. But I still have a good relationship with my brothers and sisters of the same generation. This time everyone was vying for the opportunity, so he simply acted together with his fellow disciples.
"It stands to reason that even if there is a Yin Ghost King in the Ghost Sect, it is impossible for so many of us to be unable to understand the Yin Dao Yinwen he created himself."
The secret seal, in the final analysis, is created by the monks using their own Taoist insights to fuse the innate red script. Monks with the same understanding and understanding can decipher it.
This is part of the job of acting as a mage. Proficient in various avenues of knowledge, one can naturally interpret them calmly.
But the three of them had already sent the ghost text back to Zihuang Pavilion, and several of the master-level elders could not understand it.
Is the Yin Ghost King's knowledge so advanced?
The monks of Yusheng Pavilion and other fellow practitioners went to Tianxuan Taoist Platform for help. Even Fu Henghua's "Bodhi" account has been contacted by many people, hoping that he can help interpret it. …
"You are so sick that you seek medical treatment. Even if I am somewhat famous in Taoist circles, how can I possibly decipher ghost texts without evidence?"
Fu Henghua smiled bitterly in his heart.
He looked at the sky.
The orbit of the meteorite has not changed, pointing directly at the core area of the Ghost Gate.
"If the seven bells are fired at the same time, we may be able to compete with the meteor. But with so many Jindan seniors here, the result should not be bad."
Fu Henghua has now given up on deciphering ghost texts in a short time.
"My little friend, can your adults interpret it?"
"Great elder and grandfather?" Fu Henghua shook his head.
Interpreting secret seals is similar to linguistics in previous lives. It requires starting from the structure, grammar and other aspects bit by bit.
"The great elder may do it, but grandfather..."
How could my grandfather have the time?
In deciphering the secret seals of Fu Henghua Academy, he not only memorized and memorized the "Three Hundred Basic Secret Seal Collections" summarized by the great elder, but also studied in detail the external characteristics, common features, path concepts and even the life illustrations of the ancestors of each sect. Continent geography. Even the language and writing of that era must be studied carefully.
Through various historical information, starting from the creator's habits, personality, and thoughts, we can analyze the clues of various spiritual texts and secret seals.
Who would a normal monk do such troublesome things?
"That's right. With Fellow Taoist Fu's character, he can't do such delicate work."
Fu Henghua rolled his eyes inwardly, saying that you seemed to be more capable than his grandfather.
Acting is a knowledge with vast wisdom. Deducing the next level of skills based on the monks is only one aspect. Deciphering secret seals, dismantling exercises, deducing heavenly secrets, surveying calendar... all kinds of doorways have deep knowledge.
Suddenly, Fu Yaozhen reached out and picked up a piece of iron sheet from the water with a pattern of a closed eye on it.
If you look closely, you will see that the pattern is composed of densely packed eyeless ghost insects.
Fu Henghua's eyes lit up: "Sister, give it to me quickly!"
He took it over and observed it in detail, then looked towards the iron pile.
"Is this the leftover material for making iron piles? This set of secret seals may not have been left by the Yin Ghost King, but was brought by the Ghost Sect..."
Fu Henghua murmured to himself.
While deliberating on the secret seal, he asked Zhao Mingjun to send the picture on the iron sheet to the Tianxuan Taoist platform.
"Still looking for someone? You have clues yourself, but you can't deduce them?"
"This set of secret seals is a bit troublesome and will take three days to decipher. The matter is urgent now, so why not find more people and verify the authenticity by the way."
After saying that, Fu Henghua buried his head in interpreting the translation.
Fu Yaozhen was protecting the law beside him, looking around.
Is it such a coincidence that the iron sheet engraved with secret clues suddenly appeared in front of them?
At Tianxuan Taoist Temple, after getting clues from Zhao Mingjun, hundreds of experts brainstormed and finally, with the help of a mysterious man, they completed the analysis of the "Ling Shengwen".
"Here, this is actually a fragment of a set of resurrection techniques. Wait, isn't that ghost gate the legendary 'Ascending Immortal Gate'?"
"The method of ascending to immortality from the ghost gate? I heard someone mention that this is not the Tao method here. It is also a method of bringing the dead back to life, but it is from another continent..."
The following content was hidden by the supervising Tribulation Immortal, and only the rules of spiritual text translation were informed to Bai Xuan and other Jindan monks, asking them to quickly pull out the pieces.
But the masters knew it in their hearts. …
The Ghost Gate inheritance originally came from outside the hurricane zone. The Corpse Removal Immortal Technique, which the Ghost Sect's Immortal Ascension Technique refers to, is naturally inherited from the outside world.
The gate of ghosts does not just refer to the gate of ghosts, but a gate that demarcates life and death.
After death, people are buried in the ghost gate and wait for the Yin gods to cultivate and become immortals. When the gate of hell opens again, he returns to the world as a corpse. Although this type of immortality is shallow and inferior to the righteous path of immortals inherited from Donglai, it is still a rare road to becoming an immortal.
The reason why Tribulation Immortal came forward to delete it was because he did not want too many inheritances from outside the realm, especially inappropriate inheritances, to randomly disrupt the Donglai Shenzhou inheritance.
Fu Henghua observed at the Taoist platform, saw the deciphered results of his seniors, and then compared the results calculated by himself and Shenluo Tianshu.
"After all, I can't compare to those seniors. I have only completed one-third of it with the help of the Ghost Dao inheritance from Wuyin Tower."
Simply, he gave up the deduction and began to analyze the spiritual text according to the rules of the spiritual text summarized by Tianxuan Taoist Platform.
After using Xiantian Red Script to translate the spiritual text, Fu Henghua pointed his fingers in the direction of the iron pile like a sword.
Densely packed red text flew out from the jade plate, floated towards the iron pile and kept spinning.
Fu Yaozhen saw the red light band entangled with the eyeless flying insects. In the end, the eyeless flying insects were forced to show color, forming a netherworldly phaseless array.
Twelve eyeless statues circle the circle, working together to lock the iron stakes.
Mu Putian was delighted: "No wonder you can't see it. It turns out to be a spell that blocks vision? No one with 'eyes' can see this formation."
Eyes, eyes of flesh and blood possessed by living beings.
Fu Yaozhen can see because her eyes are not owned by human beings.
Similar to this, there are double pupils.
Fu Xuanhe used the "clairvoyance" method and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mu Putian and others taking action.
"With my grandmother's cultivation, it is not difficult to pull out the iron stake. The key point is the ghost gate. The Yin Ghost King looked a little weird."
He cast a talisman on himself and turned into a koi carp and swam under the water.
…
Mu Putian observed the formation, and just as Fu Henghua and the other three rushed over, she flipped her right hand slightly, and the mysterious and mysterious aura of the avenue slowly spread.
The Great Realm of Harmony?
Fu Henghua's heart moved.
The control of the formation was forcibly snatched away by Mu Putian. The natural energy of heaven wrapped around the iron stakes, and the iron stakes flew into the sky easily.
A stream of yin energy surged into the sky.
The four people clearly felt that the golden bell on the other side of the ghost gate was condensing and slowing down.
"Let's go back. Fellow Taoist, I accept."
Zhao Mingjun shook his head and watched the three of them return to the ghost gate.
It's just a chance, no hindrance.
At this time, the iron pile that flew into the sky returned to the water.
A water dragon flew out from under Zhao Mingjun's feet and pulled the iron stake in front of him.
At this time, he was in the mood to take stock of the iron pile lineup.
The whole body is dark, but uneven and orderly, like fine scales.
"Fellow Daoist Mu is still so reckless, he doesn't even want his trophies."
Suddenly, Zhao Mingjun's expression changed when he saw the elemental energy of heaven dissipating quietly on the surface of the iron pile.
"Can this iron nail pile withstand the elemental energy of heaven?"
My own magic power is 30% stronger than Mu Putian's, but I don't dare to let the natural energy of heaven get close to me at will.
This iron nail pile has an extraordinary origin. …
After thinking about it, he put away the iron stakes, caught up with Mu Putian and the others, and handed the things back.
He is a humble gentleman.
Seeing how elegant Zhao Mingjun was, Fu Henghua secretly admired him.
This move also showed Zhao Mingjun's attitude, and Mu Putian's eyes softened a bit when he looked at him.
Since you don't fight with yourself, you can be friends.
The four of them returned to the core area of Ghost Gate, and not long after, two Jindan monks from the direction of Wangri Mountain City returned chasing and fighting.
Seeing that the eight nodes of the Ghost Gate had not been completely unsealed, the two simply flew to Yunkong to fight.
"If you lose, give this opportunity to me."
"Sorry, the only one who can win is me."
The two qi of yin and yang are stirring in the air, and dragons and phoenixes rise and fall one after another.
Mu Potian sighed: "Since the couple broke up and turned against each other, their cultivation has improved a lot."
Zhao Mingjun smiled and said: "In their words, feelings will only delay my cultivation. How can two people live together, how can I feel comfortable living alone?"
While speaking, he looked at Mu Putian.
"Hmph -" Mu Putian was dissatisfied, "The two of us just have things to do, and we have no plans to divorce! We'll just meet at the top in the future!"
Compared with two golden elixir monks who have been in love for thousands of years, Mu Putian and Fu Danwei chose to work hard to practice separately. After thousands of years of Tianshou, they can stand at the top together.
After waiting for a while, several other hidden piles were also pulled out.
The underwater rectangular ghost gate disappeared, and the seventh golden bell automatically collapsed.
When they saw a bronze door about ten feet high floating up from the water with six small bells on it, the Golden Pill monks were on full alert.
But after waiting for a while, there was no movement inside the bronze door.
Although he sensed the tyrannical aura of the "Yin Ghost King", he still did not come out of the bronze door.
A golden elixir monk boldly imposed a seal on the bronze door. The chain completely wrapped around the door, and there was no counterattack from the "Yin Ghost King".
"Let's apply the seal together and wait until the meteorite hits."
The cultivators joined forces, and Mu Putian carefully restrained himself to prevent the natural energy from destroying other people's sealing techniques.
After hundreds of seal blessings, the bronze door continued to stand quietly on the water.
Liu Yangshi and Song Chunqiu, who were secretly watching, began to murmur and secretly scanned with their spiritual senses.
"I can feel that there is someone inside. But he doesn't seem to be planning to attack. Could it be that he is practicing?"
In this way, everyone waited silently until July 14th, when the Fu family worked together to speed up the meteor's fall.
Boom——
The sky was filled with red sea reflected by the fire tail of the meteor. The huge tail swept across the sky, rolling up layers of smoke and clouds.
How to do how to do? I can't withstand this kind of attack!
Inside the ghost gate, the man became more and more miserable, scolding Meng Chenjie Immortal thousands of times in his heart.
Finally, amid a series of explosions, Zhu Xiu watched helplessly as the meteorite hit the ghost gate.
The monks from the Bao family and the Yin family quickly took out their magic weapons and recorded the scene of the falling meteorite.
Fu Henghua placed ten brushes in front of him, drawing and recording relevant data at the same time. Fu Maiyuan, Fu Yaozhen, and Fu Tongjun were not to be left behind, and each began to analyze the celestial phenomena of the falling meteorite, thereby creating their own Taoism.
While everyone was busy, the ghost gate finally moved.
Yin energy gathered crazily on the top of the door, and the seventh golden bell slowly appeared. At the same time, the aura within the Ghost Gate declined out of thin air, as if it had fallen from the Nascent Soul back to the Golden Core Realm. …
Dangdang--
The bells tolled rapidly, and the seven golden bells rang simultaneously, forcing all the cultivators to retreat. And just when the golden light wave met the meteorite, it was shattered by the terrifying and destructive power that carried an era.
My soul-calling golden bell! Seven mouths combined into one can be refined into the treasure of Nascent Soul!
The monk inside the door screamed wildly, but he knew that now was his only chance to escape.
The seven bells were shattered at the same time. When the golden spell of Bai Xianyun City was lifted, the greedy thoughts flew into the ghost gate and forcibly blocked the explosion force of the meteorite.
A gap opened in the ghost door, and a divine consciousness came from inside.
"Quickly - drive the Baji Yin-locking nail into the ghost door and lock him completely."
That spiritual consciousness carried an awe-inspiring righteousness, which made the monks watching the falling star outside couldn't help but be stunned.
Then, another violent and cruel consciousness erupted, severely damaging the one in front of him.
"Quick, I can't hold it anymore!"
Under the urging of that spiritual consciousness, everyone reacted.
Mu Putian and seven other people worked together to drive the iron stakes into the ghost gate.
These iron stakes have the same origin as the Ghost Gate. They can both expand the Ghost Gate and naturally restrict it. This is the principle that all things come from the same origin and create conflicts.
Ding ding——
Iron piles were driven into the door one by one. When the seventh iron pile was inserted, a black mist rushed out quickly and fled outside.
"Where to go!" Some monks went to save people, while other monks opened the ghost door and rescued another spiritual consciousness inside.
It was a coffin filled with gloomy energy, and a monk was imprisoned inside.
In the air, Liu Yangshi and Song Chunqiu took action at the same time to chase the escaping black mist.
The moment Fu Yaozhen escaped from the black mist, he saw the situation inside the coffin and whispered to Fu Henghua.
Fu Henghua's expression changed and he stopped talking. He endured silence and sat watching a group of golden elixir monks rescuing people.
"Friends in heaven?"
After rescuing the people in the coffin, the cultivators were shocked.
Mu Putian took the lead to stop.
Others were also staring with big eyes, and some monks continued to study the ghost gate, looking for the so-called opportunity to transform into an infant.
But nothing.
Inside the ghost gate, except for this coffin and the Tianyin boy, there is nothing else.
Several familiar Taoist friends pulled Tianyin boy out to ask what happened.
The boy looked miserable: "In order to prepare for the catastrophe, I went to Bagong Mountain to look for spiritual objects. Unexpectedly, I was tricked by the people in the Demon Palace and locked in a coffin. They used me as a sacrifice to repair the ancient treasure ghost gate."
An Jingcheng immediately contacted Liu Yangshi and others, be careful of the Demon Palace!
Tianyin Dozi continued to talk about his experience.
Probably he was imprisoned in the ghost gate and found that the demon palace was cultivating gu in an attempt to cultivate a ghost king without intelligence.
"Ah, no wonder the Yin Ghost King was so slow to move just now. Is it because he lacks intelligence?"
The monks were talking a lot, and Fu Henghua's expression became even weirder.
"Looking at it this way, the so-called opportunity to transform into an infant does not exist at all. Could it be that you are referring to the immortal method of corpse dissolution? But the seniors have banned it..."
Everyone looked at each other, so this was all in vain?
In the end, no one turned into a baby?
At this time, a surge of Yin Qi emerged from Tianyin boy's body. It is somewhat similar to the Yin Ghost King not long ago.
Just when everyone was doubting, Fu Henghua quickly stepped forward: "Congratulations to senior for being a blessing in disguise. This prison disaster has successfully passed the human calamity. When the three calamities of thunder, fire and wind are over, the Nascent Soul will be established!"
Tianyin boy's heart suddenly suddenly jumped, but he was also a shameless master, and he said with a smile: "I did take advantage this time. There are thousands of ghosts in the ghost gate, and although the Nine Yin Coffin made it impossible for me to escape, it also allowed me to save my life. Just now, the devil drained the Yin Ghost King's Nascent Soul source to escape. From the perspective of all the ghosts raising the gu, I am the last remaining ghost. Therefore, with the help of all the ghosts, I finally took this step. Tomorrow, July Fifteen, you can overcome the disaster!"
