Yan Ci took Qingluan into the Sumeru Ring, blinked and said, "Junior sister, are you okay?"
Qu Yuyi smiled and said: "Senior brother only cares about being cool outside, but makes us look for trouble." This smile was warm and calm, and there was a trace of charm on that cold face.
Pan Yinjian looked at her with a sense of loss. She prided herself on her beauty and was equally impressed by her alluring appearance.
Nowadays, Tongchenyuan is famous, and the disciples are by no means ordinary. Thinking of this, Pan Yinjian regrets his rashness, not to mention that the person in front of him is not easy to be with, Qingluan alone cannot be provoked. Li Chonglou had a good connection with him, and they looked at each other with lingering fear.
The situation was not very optimistic. Ji Chong looked worried. Seeing Qiao Li still walking with his head held high, as if he thought his senior brother was holding him up when the sky fell, he suddenly felt the pressure doubled.
Deep in the halls, the moss garden is full of greenery, and the bodhi tree is elegant and charming. Passing through the shade of the trees was an open space, and Miao Zhan and the monks were standing in front of the palace steps in the distance, pointing.
The warm sun slowly moves westward, the main hall is covered with clouds, and the golden glazed tiles shine in the sunlight.
The group of cultivators gathered outside the hall with empty hands. Miao Jian muttered: "When the donor came to burn incense, the Buddha even dropped his hips."
Li Chonglou said: "Junior brother, why are you worried?"
Young monk Miaojian touched his bald head and said with a grimace: "The main palace's protective formation is as hard as an old tortoise shell. Senior brother is waiting for you to break the formation."
The view outside the hall is clear, and nothing seems wrong, but with a touch of a tentacle, Buddhist inscriptions appear in the air, and thousands of feet of Buddha's light envelops the main hall airtight. There is actually a strange magic circle in the shape of a Buddha sitting in a lotus.
The rosette is slightly like an hourglass, with a girdle in the middle and protruding ends at both ends. On it, the Buddha is meditating, his eyes are slightly closed, his feet are crossed, and his hands are in a mudra under his navel.
Miao Zhan said: "The Sumigali Forbidden Formation is as solid as a rock and has a reputation of being immortal. There is no secret to breaking the formation except through violence. But there seems to be an unknown factor consuming the barrier's spiritual power. Everyone, We can work together to break the ban."
Li Chonglou smiled bitterly and said: "I heard that the first level of protection in this array is to use Buddhist mantras and mustard seeds to create a diamond barrier. If you don't have the cultivation of transformed infants, I'm afraid it won't be able to dig it out."
Ji Chong also said: "I'm not belittling myself. With our own strength, we can be said to be like ants shaking Xumi."
Miao Zhan said seriously: "The young monk also knows the difficulty, but this matter requires your help, Junior Brother Yanci." Without asking, he bowed and said: "Qingluan has been practicing intensively with the Master for many years, and his magical power is no less than that of the Transformation Infant Cultivator. If he can convince With the help of the divine bird, why worry about the restriction not being broken?"
Yan Ci stood with his arms folded, his expression half-smiling but silent.
Miao Zhan looked around the group of monks and said, "The agreement that the formation breaker will be given priority in picking out a treasure still counts, right?" The viewers were stunned, and they all clapped their chests and promised to abide by the agreement.
Yan Ci smiled sheepishly, turned to look at Qu Yuyi, frowned and said, "I'm afraid there will be some hindrance if we share one treasure." The implication was clearly that he was too little.
After entering the temple recently, I was still empty-handed. I reluctantly promised him to make a choice first, but the other party was not satisfied! The group of cultivators almost exploded with anger when they heard this.
Qiao Li was concerned about the psychic Buddha bones and jumped to his feet: "Greed is too much, it depends on whether the horoscope is strong or not!"
Yan Ci chuckled and said, "Businesses cannot be settled because of benevolence and righteousness. If we can't reach an agreement, just pretend that Yan didn't say anything." He spread his hands towards Qu Yuyi and continued, "Just withdraw after seeing enough excitement, so as not to be said to be ignorant."
Qu Yuyi agreed enthusiastically: "That's fine." After saying that, he followed Yan Ci and turned around, not looking at everyone seriously.
The group of cultivators were dumbfounded when they saw this, and the young monk Miaojian said anxiously: "Hey, hey, fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, let's talk some more..."
Yan Ci pretended to be deaf and mute, as if receiving a reminder, he settled down faster.
Without Qingluan's help, no matter how rare the treasure is, it's useless. The group of corrections didn't know how to deal with it. Suddenly, they heard Ji Chong say: "You guys took such a strange risk to enter the treasure mountain, how can you return empty-handed? It's better to use everyone's strength to capture it!"
These words made Yan Ci very angry, and the ghost shouted: "You bastard, do you want to take advantage of the situation?"
Miao Zhan felt that something was wrong. Only Li Chonglou understood and smoothed things over: "My conditions are harsh, please forgive me for not complying with my order. I have a way to buffer you. Brother Yan, would you like to hear it?"
Yan Ci said angrily: "Humph, let's talk about it."
Ji Chong said: "If the treasures in the main hall are rich, Brother Yan can take two of them for himself first. If there are not enough to distribute, I hope to take them back."
Miao Zhan raised his eyebrows with joy and said: "Amitabha, if this is the case, there is hope for treasure hunting, and Brother Yan will not suffer a loss."
The eyes of the cultivators were filled with hope, and they echoed: "That's right, Brother Yan, think twice."
There is a saying, "Don't worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality; don't worry about poverty, but worry about insecurity." Unreasonable distribution methods often hide dangers, and the reason why Yan Ci made fun of them was just to undermine everyone's prestige.
Although he was not happy on the surface, Yan Ci had already compromised in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Since you are sincere, let's reluctantly agree."
A slight smile appeared on Qu Yuyi's cold face, but disappeared in an instant. She nodded and said, "Okay."
The group of cultivators were overjoyed, and Li Chonglou praised, "Brother Yan is so quick to talk, please come over and talk." After saying this, Ji Chong looked at Ji Chong and smiled knowingly.
Yan Ci secretly muttered: "Let you two talk to yourselves and sing a double act. Don't come to bargain later." On the surface, everyone is in harmony, but in fact they have different thoughts. Not to mention the grievances and grievances of Taoism, it is impossible to be honest with each other just for the sake of the treasure. treat.
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Qingluan stopped on the top of the Bodhi tree and allowed Yan Ci to say a bunch of good things. He even took the opportunity to accept two elixirs but remained unmoved, completely extinguishing the enthusiasm of the cultivators.
Yan Ci was extremely embarrassed, and Qiao Li laughed and said: "Gua Wa Zi sings folk songs, it's completely unreasonable." The scene was deadlocked for a long time, and the group of cultivators had no choice but to find another way to break the ban.
The Buddhist inscriptions of the Sumikali Formation circulated, and the light shield was as strong as an iron wall or a copper wall. However, everyone was obsessed with profit and had the determination not to hit the south wall and not look back.
Miao Zhan drew an imaginary circle on the light screen and said: "Work together and try to reduce the attack to a barrier."
After the group of cultivators received the order, waves of sword light filled the sky and shot toward Hueco Mundo. Unfortunately, the light curtain only made ripples and had little effect.
After a fierce attack, they suddenly noticed that the golden color continued to fade, and the group of cultivators beamed with joy, becoming more and more brave.
Time passed, and when I looked up, the setting sun shone late, and the sky was as red as blood. A trace of afterglow lingered on the world of mortals and refused to dissipate.
The steady stream of attacks has consumed nearly half of the restriction, and the golden barrier is flashing with light. It is estimated that the formation will be broken when the night comes.
Life is tasteless if it is neither bitter nor tiring. The group of cultivators are dripping with sweat and still persevere.
Suddenly, the sky turned dark. Looking up, the edge of the setting sun was suddenly covered with a black spot.
Tengu eats the day!
The solar eclipse vision heralded a bad omen, and the cultivators were all horrified when they saw it.
The black spots slipped, and the red sun changed, like a boat, a scimitar, or a willow eyebrow. Then, a bright golden ring suspended in the sky, releasing a bright halo.
The clear sky is upside down, the stars are dim, inexplicable emotions are stirring, and the breath of disaster is getting closer and closer!
Qingluan suddenly fluttered its wings and struck down outside the formation as fast as cyan lightning, spurting out a stream of green mist.
The cultivators suddenly panicked. The bird had just been watching Fengyue, but at this moment it came to make up for the damage. Yan Ci had made a good plan!
The next moment, the barrier shook violently, Buddhist inscriptions flashed wildly, and the aura of the light curtain quickly passed away and became thin and transparent, as if it could be broken through with just one more finger.
At this time, white flowers were also shining in the forbidden formation. Three claw-like cold lights tore apart the light curtain, and a majestic and domineering white-headed vicious dog stepped out.
The dog beast was as huge as a mountain, its hair stood as tall as a forest, its eyelids trembled slightly, and its murderous aura overflowed.
"Ta Ta"! The sound of the vigorous and powerful steps is heart-stirring, "Liuliu"! The noisy and piercing roar is terrifying! In the courtyard, the sound of a needle dropping can be heard.
Tengu! The ferocious beast Tengu that swallows the sun and spits out the moon! A vision from heaven turned out to be a heavenly dog appearing in the world!
The cultivators were so shocked that they broke into cold sweat, and their knees began to tremble involuntarily.
The Tengu's awl-like eyes shot with cold lightning, and its tower-like body was filled with boundless ferocity. The long tail is flat, the nose is wrinkled, and the exposed fangs are lit up with cold light.
The black spots completely swallowed up the red sun, and the dusk was covered by the thick ink-like night, leaving the sky and earth completely black!
There were screams and tearing sounds, and the smell of blood was instantly too strong to be resolved.
The Tengu's eyes were filled with greedy flames, and he started killing in front of the Buddhist temple! Coming and going like the wind, the bright red blood flowers bloom like pearls and sandalwoods.
The cultivators were so frightened that they urinated and ran away numbly. The ancient temple was shrouded in the shadow of death.
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The clear and melodious phoenix call suddenly sounded, and the blue luan bird spread its wings to soar into the clouds, its glass-like steel claws swooping down with the bright green light.
The void roared violently, the surging air waves surged like tides, and the surface paved with bluestone was squeezed out with spiderweb-like cracks.
The Tengu's eyes flashed with a shuddering ferocity, blood dripped from the corners of his lips onto the bluestone, and there were broken strips of meat stuck between his sharp teeth. A low roar boiled in his chest, and he bowed his head and shrugged. , ejection to meet.
The most powerful and powerful forces collided in mid-air, the strong wind danced wildly, the clouds rose into the sky, and the huge courtyard instantly turned into ruins.
The group of cultivators found some respite and hurriedly hid under the bodhi tree and watched from afar. The corpses were strewn in the courtyard, and nearly half of the people's hands were broken off in a few breaths. Everyone was so frightened that they almost collapsed from fear.
Qiao Li's eyes were dull, and he said timidly: "Fortunately, Qingluan resisted, otherwise he would have died." He was hit in the arm by the claws, the skin was torn, the bones were visible, and the blood soaked the entire sleeve.
Ji Chong regained his composure and said: "If it is the real ferocious beast Tengu, no one should take any chances. This beast has a weak aura, like a dog cub that has been conceived by a wisp of soul. Qingluan Bird may be able to compete with it."
But in the blink of an eye, when he saw Yan Ci's heart beating with fear, his heart suddenly trembled. Isn't Qingluan also the enemy of the vicious dog? Fear spread quickly, and several people tried to flee.
Li Chonglou glanced at the two beasts fighting fiercely in front of the palace, and said sadly: "The Tengu is brave by nature, and Qingluan may not be able to win. A gentleman would do better if he doesn't build a dangerous wall."
Miao Zhan also had the intention of retreating, nodded and said: "It's okay to avoid the edge for now, I wonder what Junior Brother Yan wants?"
Yan Ci pondered for a while and said in a concentrated voice: "Everyone, please help yourself, it is difficult for Yan to accompany you..." The group of cultivators looked at each other in confusion, but Miao Zhan still wanted to persuade him.
Suddenly I heard the soft singing of the phoenix in the air. The heavenly melody seemed to pour out the joy of the wind blowing the wheat waves, telling the sadness of the rain hitting the banana trees. The sound moved Liang Chen and made people shed tears.
Qingluan's divine light overflows, as dazzling as a dream, and the golden notes spouting from its beak flutter and cover the long sky.
Luan Ge asked!
Music notes all over the sky whistled down with tails of light, and the fairy music turned into rain, falling on the bluestone of the ruins in the mud, splashing thousands of golden waves.
The sleeping earth suddenly emits a refreshing fragrance, and thousands of golden flowers burst into bloom, like a miracle!
The tengu howled heart-breakingly, and bits of golden rain beat on its iron-like body, burning holes deep enough to show the bones.
The golden flowers blooming and falling all over the field turned into a majestic spirit, rolling towards the center. The overwhelming momentum almost killed the tengu on the spot.
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