The rugged mountain road is winding and winding. Even people who live here all day long at the foot of the mountain never dare to go up the mountain alone at night.
Jiang Wen, who was not far out of the Han Sacrificial Pavilion, looked at each other and Yuan Huazi, and together they changed the direction of going down the mountain in a tacit agreement, and turned around to walk up the mountain.
"Master, didn't you say you wanted me to take you down the mountain?" Jiang Wen said teasingly.
Yuan Huazi was shivering due to the low temperature, and said angrily: "Is it possible that I can't see that there is a person hidden in the paper man? At that time, I was afraid of being flanked by two sides when I exposed it, so it would be better to take the opportunity to separate them."
Jiang Wen has always believed that killing is a means, not an end. If the White Lotus Sect is offended for no reason and the Wuyi Sect is in a state of panic every day, it is definitely not worth it.
The Holy Boy of the White Lotus Sect was left in the cave, and the rest of the troops had already gone up the mountain to search. This was a good opportunity for Jiang Wen and the others to disrupt the situation.
"When walking up the mountain, be careful of the black dragon."
Yuan Huazi walked on the mountain road and talked without starting or ending.
Jiang Wen thrust the ancient bronze sword into his waist and took two steps to catch up with the old Taoist priest.
"Master, are you talking about the black dragon that Xu Xianzhi saw in the Wuyi Mountains of the East China Sea? The one with horns on its head and front legs but no hind legs?"
Yuan Huazi glanced at him, and a few strands of white hair were blown by the wind.
"You should know that those are not black dragons, but people like you and me. And they are mortals who accidentally went up the mountain at night and accidentally entered the banquet of the Immortal Ascension..."
The big star in the sky shines brightly, giving the whole mountain a hint of cold white desolation. Among the jagged rocks and bushes, you can still see huge stones in the distance, which are already close to Pingguangzhi on Manting Peak. This place is commonly known as the Banquet of Immortals.
Looking from a distance, Jiang Wen, who had extraordinary eyesight, seemed to see something strange.
"Master, let me ask you something."
He hesitated and said, "Does the black dragon you mentioned wear clothes?"
Yuan Huazi was caught off guard by this question, hesitated for a moment and said, "Probably for wearing clothes."
Jiang Wen continued to ask: "Is there a possibility, for example, that Black Dragon felt very hot in the weather where the water turned into ice, so he decided to take off his clothes and go shirtless?"
Yuan Huazi was using Taoist Qigong to resist the cold. He said to Jiang Wen angrily: "You think the extra clothes can be worn by an old Taoist. What are you talking about?"
Jiang Wen scratched his head and confirmed the scene in the distance again.
"But I saw several people in front of the Immortal Banquet Altar. One was stumbling around in single clothes, and the other six were bare-chested and walking vigorously. They didn't even seem to feel cold..."
Yuan Huazi frowned when he heard this, because he slowly saw the situation in front of him clearly, and it seemed to be consistent with what Jiang Wen said. The front and back were obviously several hundred meters apart, but they seemed to be in two different seasons.
The strange thing is that the people walking in front of the road are not in a group. It is more like the six people behind are chasing the one in front, and they are close to each other, keeping a subtle distance and not getting closer.
Jiang Wen sensed something was wrong and jumped up to chase the shirtless weirdo. He was not worried that it was the mountain spirit tree charm's trick to confuse mortals. Perhaps because of the strong wind resistance at night, Jiang Wen spent more than half of his internal energy to chase him seven or eighty feet away, his robe sleeves flying like a god.
The Immortal Banquet Altar was empty except for rocks, but three groups of people rushed there reluctantly. The scene was a bit strange for a time.
The shirtless weirdos noticed Jiang Wen's approach and turned around to block him without any warning. I saw them standing shoulder to shoulder, legs touching, showing strange faces with dull eyes and drooling saliva.
"...People from the White Lotus Sect?"
The shirtless weirdo was covered in talisman patterns. He was sweating on his forehead and red all over in the cold night. The words "Liujia Divine General" were written on the talisman. There was obviously something strange in it, and it also reminded Jiang Wen of some secret methods of inviting gods to take over.
"upbraid!"
One of the Liujia generals suddenly let out a sharp scream. He looked like a middle-aged man with a big body and a round waist, but his voice sounded like that of a little boy who had not yet entered the voice-changing stage. He suddenly lifted up his figure and jumped in front of Jiang Wen.
Before he could draw his sword, Jiang Wen's soft palm collided with his straight fist. He felt like he had been hit by a sponge, and a surge of force instantly entangled Jiang Wen's right hand, as if it was stuck in a quagmire.
In the lightning flash, the other five Liujia generals also rushed over and punched one after another. They actually displayed a set of combined attack techniques that were even more exquisite than those of the Eight Generals of Qingshan!
The key to fighting enemies in the arena is to use power to suppress others and win with force, and relying on more people to defeat fewer people is a good way - don't talk about the morality of not bullying the weak. If there is true morality, why would everyone need to form gangs and sects? If the other person is lame, would he have to break his leg before fighting again?
Jiang Wen's martial arts skills were at an advanced level. Except for the fact that his internal strength could not be used normally, the rest of his moves were rare in the world. However, he encountered a very difficult situation at this moment.
These Liujia god generals seemed to have cultivated some weird internal skills. They were making twists and turns and making it difficult to guard against during a fight. They were also able to form a strange formation that controlled Jiang Wen's actions at all times.
"Jiang Wen, be careful, this is the Liujia Guxu Formation! Don't let the opponent occupy Nian Gu, Yue Gu, Sun Gu, and Shi Gu's positions!"
Yuan Huazi kindly reminded her, but it was of no use - Jiang Wen had to understand.
The ancient art of Guxu needs to be rehearsed according to the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and the calculation of death and good or bad luck is necessary. How can you take care of this in a real fight?
After fighting dozens of moves, Jiang Wen discovered that this formation, which seemed complex, actually contained certain spatial laws. It was not the mysterious method of advancing and retreating according to the Five Elements and Bagua as imagined.
For example, starting from a point, there are a total of six directions to choose from; the focus of each two directions is used as the center point, and there are six directions to choose from. Therefore, the Liujia God who is fighting head-on will start, and the remaining five people will It will quickly occupy another position.
No matter how he moves, there are always six directions that can be determined as the center of the position. This is how the Liujia Divine General repeatedly entangles himself, trapping Jiang Wen in it.
According to Jiang Wen's understanding, these six directions are also called Liuhe, which is the optimal definition of the interconnected nodes of all things in the universe. Every place will be related, related, influenced, and acted. If you are not careful, you will be attacked by a sneak attack, so the risk factor also increased significantly.
Jiang Wen fought with soft palms for a while, and then switched to sword palms with rapid attack. His palms were as sharp as swords, his arms were waving, and the shadows of his palms were seen in all directions. The moves that were both virtual and solid were hard to guard against.
When Huang Yaoshi was surrounded by the Quanzhen Seven Sons Tiangang Beidou Formation, he used this palm technique to fight against the Seven Sons. Now that Jiang Wencai used it to deal with six people, it was already overkill.
However, these people had obviously entered the divine realm. They were not hurt or itchy when they were hit, and they still had the energy to fight back. They shouted angrily with strange boy-like voices, which caused a lot of trouble for Jiang Wen. He could never be found. Chance pulled out the bronze dagger on his waist.
