The battle ended the moment the demon statue was beheaded.
Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining Demonic Cultivators of Menggui Hall were left with broken livers and gallbladders. They were on the run with no one to stop them.
Bai Ze sheathed his sword and helped Yan Qing and Kong Shan up from the ruins. Both of them were severely injured by the demon statue, their faces were like gold paper, and they were mixed with black energy. The masters of Confucianism and Buddhism saw only half of Xuan Jiuchen's body, and they felt sad in their hearts. They didn't say anything and concentrated on regaining their strength.
Bai Ze protects the two of them.
The third echelon far away from the mountain gate suffered the least impact. After a while, Wu Shuang and a few others rushed over. Bai Ze motioned to them not to disturb them, but first to see how many righteous monks were alive here and help with treatment.
Everyone arrived, and Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Then he came closer to look at the half-body body of Taoist Burial Love. Upon inspection, Bai Ze couldn't help being surprised.
Seeing that the blurred flesh and blood of the half of the corpse was quite strange, Bai Ze thought about it and activated the Mountain Ghost Seal. Emerald green light suddenly appeared in the depths of his pupils, and his almost magical power allowed him to instantly see the true face of the half of the corpse.
That half of the corpse turned out to be a cover-up. The one who was killed here was Xuan Jiuchen, it was clearly a fox!
Bai Ze was horrified that this love-burial Taoist could be so capable of using a fox as a substitute for his life. It seems that this old man is no ordinary person.
Could it be that the poetic chant outside the mountain and the green light from the sword were the magical power of this Taoist? Bai Ze had doubts in his heart, but in the end he didn't really believe it.
If this Taoist really had such a method, he would not have been injured by the sword energy when he stole Wu Shuang's sword gourd.
Everyone took a rest.
When Master Kukai of Xuankong Temple and Taoist Guchen of Qingming Sword Sect returned, they informed everyone that Cao Yu had been killed, the elder of the Demon Sect and the guardians on the left and right had escaped, and all the guardians on the left and right were dead.
Checking the number of people, it was found that there were nearly forty people on this trip, and only seventeen remained. Among the seventeen people, five had their foundations broken and their bodies completely destroyed.
Master Kukai felt heavy in his heart and forced the Buddha Yuan to stabilize the injuries of the five people. He planned to take the five people back to Xuankong Temple and use all his strength to complete their foundations before they could participate in creation.
It's just that the foundation is broken.
Even if the Zen Master of Xuankong Temple takes action, he may not be able to repair the broken marks on everyone. Everything depends on fate.
"Fellow Taoists, I am ashamed." Master Kukai put his hands together and said politely: "I promise that if you fellow Taoists need my place in the future, just ask, and I will do my best."
"The same is true for poor Taoists." Taoist Gu Chen said, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. I also ask fellow Taoists to support each other. Let's leave here together first."
Everyone said yes, showed their magical powers, and left the mountain gate wasteland.
Five days later, the seriously injured people stabilized their injuries and parted ways. Yanqing and Master Kongshan decided to go north to the Great Wall. After exchanging news, they went on the road together with Bai Ze, Wu Shuang, and Xing Yi. Needless to say, they all arrived at the boundary of Guanshan soon. As long as they crossed Guanshan, they could see the desperate Great Wall from afar.
It is already the middle of winter, the sky and the earth are chilling, and the north wind is wild. Bai Ze looked up at the huge ridges of Guan Mountain. The layers of snow on the mountains looked like piles of broken clouds, which looked like a dream under the pale sky.
"Everyone in the world says that Guanshan is difficult to cross. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation." Xing Yi sighed.
"I heard that there are eight passes in Guanshan Mountain, and you can pass through dangerous places by taking this road." Master Kongshan said, "Do you fellow Taoists know the specific locations of these eight paths?"
Yanqing looked at Bai Ze and the others. He came from the south and it was his first time back to the Guanshan realm. Naturally, he knew nothing about Baxing.
Bai Ze and Xing Yi looked at each other and shook their heads. Wu Shuang smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this? It's just a high point on the mountain. Just climb over it."
The ocher-robed monk laughed and said, "None of us are as free and easy as this female benefactor. That's fine, just climb over the mountain."
"Excellent." Yanqing smiled, "In this way, we can have a glimpse of the Great Wall in advance."
After everyone reached a consensus, they began to climb over the mountains.
The giant ridge of Guanshan contains rich veins of suppressing spirit stones, so that for thousands of years, this place has been a forbidden area in the eyes of monks.
Whether it's flying with a sword or flying a magic weapon. As long as you break into the sky where the Suppression Stone mine is located, no matter your hands and eyes can reach the sky, all living beings under the six realms are equal, and they will fall upside down and roll down the sky.
If you're lucky and have a strong physique, you won't survive the fall. At most, you'll end up with a bruised nose and a swollen face, which is not very decent.
But after all, not many people on the mountain focus on body training.
Therefore, it is not impossible to break a limb or even fall to death directly.
The group of five people were very fast, and in a short time, they had reached the mountainside.
The peaks and ridges of Guanshan Mountain are spectacular. Walking to the mountainside, Bai Ze saw cold fog rising everywhere, the wind and clouds between the sky and the earth changing color, and it was already dusk in a moment. The cold snow seeds were carried by the mountain wind, and fell on the cold branches and dead leaves in the mountains, making a sound. A delicate knocking sound.
And if one escapes from this mountain, there will be another scene outside the mountains, with no sign of heavy snow.
It's really a different day.
"The fog came up suddenly." Xing Yi said, using the scabbard to push aside the branches. As he was walking through it, he suddenly exclaimed: "Something weird!"
After hearing this, several people looked around and saw Xing Yi hurriedly took a few steps back. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked heavy.
"What?" Bai Ze asked.
"Hey, I have always heard that Mount Guanshan is difficult to overcome, but this time I have experienced it firsthand." Xing Yi said, "Fellow Taoists," the leader of the Qingming Sword Sect pointed with his sword and continued: "This is it. A few steps away, I suddenly felt that the sea of suffering was closed, and I lost all my energy!"
"Could it be that he broke into the Soul-Suppressing Stone vein?" Yanqing took a few steps in that direction.
When Wu Shuang heard this, she was even more eager to give it a try. She jumped a few steps and exclaimed, "It's true!"
Bai Ze felt a chill in his heart.
Bai Ze had already experienced the power of the Spirit Suppression Stone.
But I have never heard of someone with such ability, who can instantly block the spirit-suppressing stone veins of the Dantian, a master of the four realms, in just one step!
Logically speaking, the four realms open up the sea of souls. Human beings are respectful and have no confusion, World Honored Soul is mine, Heavenly Honor is profound. The spirit-suppressing stone will have magical powers again. When approaching the radiation area of the mineral vein, the monks in the four realms should also feel uneasy and be aware of the crisis in advance.
But the veins of Suppressing Spirit Stone in the giant mountains of Guanshan can directly block the monks' Dantian sea of suffering at the moment when the monks in the four realms are unaware of it!
This is really unbelievable.
Yanqing looked strange, so he also tried it, with a heavy look on his face.
"How do you feel, sir?" Bai Ze asked.
Yanqing took a step back and said solemnly: "As the two fellow Taoists said, it only takes a moment, and the sea of suffering is closed."
"Isn't Mr. Yan being humble?" Wu Shuang asked in surprise, "A great monk in the fifth realm will also be sealed in the sea of suffering in an instant?"
Yanqing shook his head and didn't say much.
He did exaggerate.
But the sea of bitterness closed so quickly that it was only enough for him to mobilize the true energy of a single blow.
"It seems that this place is dangerous." Master Kongshan said sternly, "It's better to leave as soon as possible. It's so foggy that we can't see our fingers. Even if we have the consciousness to clear the way, if we accidentally enter the Suppression Stone mine, we will lose it. Direction, I’m afraid this beast in the mountain will also become a difficulty.”
Everyone said it was walking through the mountains.
In just a moment, the fog had closed in everywhere, and it was really as dark as ink. A group of five people walked through the dark, and three of them relied on their spiritual consciousness. Bai Ze had the mark of a mountain ghost, and his eyes could see at night. And the ocher-robed monk in the empty mountain has clear eyes with a faint light, as if he has the ability of Buddhist clairvoyance.
It’s just that I don’t know what level this Buddhist eminent monk has reached with his clairvoyance.
The snow particles are getting bigger.
Not long after, patches of snow were already falling on the mountain. But the fog in the mountains still shows no sign of receding. As the group walked away, their hearts became heavier and heavier. In a short period of time, everyone had already broken into the radiation areas of three spiritual-suppressing stone veins. Bai Ze also experienced firsthand the feeling of the bitter sea in his dantian being instantly blocked.
In that short moment, the innate pure Yang Qi in Bai Ze's body seemed to disappear out of thin air. No wonder Xing Yi screamed in shock at that time. Whoever it was, his cultivation suddenly disappeared without warning, and everyone would be shocked.
"Fellow Taoists, look, there is an ancient road here." While walking through, Master Kongshan suddenly spoke.
In order to avoid the area radiated by the suppressed spirit stone veins, everyone took detours left and right, and had already deviated from the expected path over the mountain. Now, by accident, I discovered an ancient hiking trail in the mountains.
Xing Yi was overjoyed and said: "Since there is an ancient road, could it be one of the eight passes in Guanshan?"
"Definitely not." Bai Ze said, "As soon as you hear the name Baxing, you can guess that these are eight mountain roads passing through Guan Mountain. This ancient road goes straight up to Guan Mountain. It looks more like a mountaineering trail."
"No matter what, since there is a road, I think it is within the reach of human beings." Yanqing said, "Rather than wandering around in this mountain without a clue, it is better to take the ancient road up the mountain."
"That's very good."
"Very good."
Everyone reached a consensus and immediately turned to the ancient road, running all the way without stopping. After some effort, they finally got out of the fog.
Along the way, a few people suddenly broke into two areas radiated by the spirit-suppressing stone veins. Despite their extraordinary cultivation, they were no different from ordinary people when they passed through those two areas.
When they climbed up, Bai Ze and Kong Shan didn't think anything was wrong. Yan Qing's forehead was already covered with fine sweat. Wu Shuang put his hands on his knees and took deep breaths to calm down. Xing Yi's whole body was covered with a layer of mist.
In the wild mountains at night, the shrill roars of wild animals echoed in the valleys and jungles, making people dare not have a moment of relief.
Along the way up the mountain, counting down, there were already seven monsters that died at the hands of everyone. As for the wild beasts in the mountains, as many as ten were killed.
"It seems that climbing the mountain at night is really not a good idea!" Wu Shuang took a deep breath and finally calmed down. The originally white and tender face was now stained with blush, showing the girl's innocence and vitality.
Bai Ze had a strange look on his face, pointed with his scabbard, and said, "Everyone, please look, that...could it be a temple?"
Everyone looked for the direction and took a closer look, only to see that the mountain road that had been abandoned for countless years had come to an end. At the end of the ancient road, turning diagonally forward, about a hundred feet away, a temple stood vaguely.
There is still some distance to the Golden Summit of Guanshan.
Ancient temple in the mountains.
No matter how you look at it, it feels weird.
People can't help but think about it, and they feel a chill coming to their faces.
There was heavy snow on the mountains and the wind was howling.
Outside the mountain, there is a bright moon in the sky, spreading clear brilliance between the layers of clouds, shining on the mountains and rivers of the world.
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