In the inn, Wei Dinggong let the purple-robed Taoist priest into the room, then ordered the two young monks to guard the door, and then closed the door.
"Her messenger just left, why are you here now?"
"The speed of Lu Mao's message transmission has always been trustworthy. I have not had much contact with you before. In order to prevent long nights and nightmares, of course it is best to come and meet you early so that we can discuss and decide on the itinerary."
The purple-robed Taoist's body was warm, and the half of his face that was not covered by his hair was flushed, as if he had just drunk a lot of wine and was drunk, but there was no smell of alcohol.
After he entered the room, without being polite at all, he sat down on the bed, put his left leg on top of his right leg, put his wrist on his left knee, and played with the flute.
The master, Wei Dinggong, just stood there, showing his intention to deceive the master without concealing it.
This gesture made Wei Dinggong frown slightly, and he felt that it was exactly the same as that woman's style, and said: "You are too conspicuous dressed like this. Now there are dozens of sects and hundreds of people living near Zhenwu Temple. Warlock, if someone sees you, spreads gossip, and even recognizes your identity, wouldn't I be completely exposed?"
The purple-robed Taoist's eyes only fell on his flute, and he replied lazily: "That's why I chose to come here late at night. At this hour, there is almost no one on the street."
Wei Dinggong said dissatisfied: "Can't you just make some disguise? That's all, we're all here anyway, and we need to discuss the itinerary, so let's get straight to the point."
"The Hungry Ghost Festival ceremony is not far away. I will make an excuse tomorrow and say that I will go back to host our Zhongyuan Festival ceremony and say goodbye to other mages. You change your outfit and stay in the inn until it is time to leave. , then blend into my disciples and go on the road together, and don’t meet those cunning and vicious old guys like Monk Yanglian and Grand Duke Huangtou.”
The purple-robed Taoist turned the flute in his hand without raising his head. He listened to what he had to say in a perfunctory manner, and then said slowly: "But there is more than one of us here."
Wei Dinggong was irritable and said patiently: "How many people are there?"
The purple-robed Taoist counted on his fingers.
Wei Dinggong heard the sound of birds flapping their wings above and looked up.
The green-haired strange bird was standing on the beam with its head tilted, staring at Wei Dinggong with its bright black and white, warm and wet eyes.
"Why did you come back..."
Before Wei Dinggong finished speaking, his chest felt numb and his voice became hoarse. When he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the purple-robed Taoist's bone flute touching his chest.
'you! do what……'
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. A strange feeling quickly spread from the place where the flute hit his chest.
When this strange feeling reached the back of his head, Wei Dinggong felt that even his head was no longer his, and his consciousness became erratic, confused and confused.
After a while, the purple-robed Taoist took back his flute and raised his head.
The green-haired strange bird's eyes turned and met the eyes of the purple-robed Taoist. The eyes on both sides were surprisingly similar.
The strange bird swooped down and hit the purple-robed Taoist's face, exploding into a cloud of green smoke. The black hair covering half of his face was blown up, revealing the scarred half of his face.
Immediately, the smoke separated like small snakes and penetrated through the purple-robed Taoist's nostrils and ears.
The black hair fell down again, and the white bone flute of the purple-robed Taoist knocked on Wei Dinggong's shoulder.
"The answer to this question depends on how many people we have come. But to be cautious, this group of people must still ask people to send people to guard each place to keep an eye on the movements of the other sects. There must be no more than five people who can come here to find you..."
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Guan Luoyang, Qiudi, and Qiushi came to a folk house and met with Taoist Master Zhiyuan of Sanqing Temple.
"Shortly after Wei Dinggong and the others came back, a strange bird with a strange magical aura crossed the roof and went in to talk to him. I sent a house-watching insect to investigate, but in order to avoid alerting the snake, I didn't dare to rely on it. Too close, barely catching snippets of conversation as their moods rose and fell.”
Taoist Master Zhiyuan said, "In the matter of fighting for the order, someone is indeed plotting secretly, colluding with Wei Dinggong, and plotting against the law. However, they may not have deep trust in each other. The Secret Treasury of Wei Dinggong's Stone Temple , seems to have been evacuated by them.”
"Just now, another purple-robed Taoist who acted suspiciously entered the inn, so I sent the incense ghost to report the news."
Wei Dinggong is a traitor in the righteous way. This matter can only be said to be as expected. Guan Luoyang is not surprised. What makes him concerned is: "Taoist Master, do you think they don't trust each other deeply?"
Taoist priest Zhiyuan nodded: "Judging from the few words they said, they should have been dealing with each other for many years, but they are still wary of each other. This is normal. Who dares to completely trust someone like Wei Dinggong?"
Guan Luoyang raised his right eyebrow, thoughtfully.
Qiu Di said disappointedly: "So, old guy Wei Dinggong may not know the real plan and lair of that group?"
Qiu Shi said: "To persuade a cunning person like Wei Dinggong to help, you have to use coercion and inducement. They will at least reveal something to make Wei Dinggong tempted. Besides, it's not until midnight Is it the purple-robed Taoist who came to contact me? He may know more."
Qiu Di felt that it made sense and said: "Now that the target is determined, let's call in more brothers to help and capture them alive?"
Guan Luoyang objected: "No, the others have to keep an eye on the other side, and the Zhenwu Temple should also leave enough manpower to prevent elbows and armpits from getting injured. It's just the few of us who should take action immediately. It's best if we can capture them alive, but Fan Fan feels that They pose enough threats, and they must not be lenient, just kill them."
He patted Qiu Di on the shoulder and warned seriously, "The Hungry Ghost Festival ceremony attended by high-ranking officials and princes is imminent. At this time, they set up a plot to deal with the Zhenwu Temple and engage in a battle to seize orders. In fact, the main line of the entire conspiracy is already revealed. , so the specific details are not that important.”
"The bigger the conspiracy, the easier it is to turn into a confrontation with open swords and open guns. At this time, killing the opponent's effective forces is the first thing."
"As long as one more enemy master is killed, we will take one less risk in the future, and we will definitely make a profit without losing anything."
Qiu Shi's face showed approval, with a rare coldness in his tone, and said: "Although the important officials of the Ming Dynasty each have magical weapons to protect their bodies, Wei Dinggong may not be able to succeed in one or two surprise attacks, but Qi is forbidden." For things like law, the uncertain factors at critical junctures are too great. Even if capturing him alive is the second priority, killing him must be the first priority."
Just as Qiu Di was about to nod, Taoist Master Zhiyuan's expression suddenly changed: "No, my housekeeper has been killed."
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! ! !
The door of the inn opened wide, and wine jars were smashed out and fell on the houses opposite. They smashed into pieces on the wall, made loud noises on the door panels, penetrated the windows and fell into the room. The pungent smell of alcohol was It spread instantly.
The fire flickered and spread along the wine.
The alcohol content of these wines is actually not high enough to be used directly as fuel, but the flames that ignite the wines are strange. The core of the flames is green and white, and only the outermost layer of flames is orange-red, with a saltpeter-like appearance. the taste of.
The fire was so fierce that it penetrated through cracks in doors, windows, and roofs.
The heat wave is rolling and pressing.
Bang! !
The front and back doors of this house were almost blasted open.
The back door was opened by Qiu Di, and the old couple who were originally in the house escaped.
The front door was kicked open by Guan Luoyang, and the two door panels shattered and shot towards the inn opposite, knocking down several young monks in the inn lobby.
That inn had long been rented by Wei Dinggong, and it was full of his disciples. Several young monks fell down, and there were also older monks with livid faces. They danced and waved poisonous snake magic weapons and flew towards them. Residential houses.
Guan Luoyang raised his eyelids and saw the tracks of all the flying snakes in his eyes. He held the scabbard with his left hand, pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and stamped his feet. His figure crossed the street and passed by the flying snakes in the sky.
Crossing the street, the sword was unsheathed and Guan Luoyang's figure disappeared into the inn.
In the middle of the street, most of the venomous snake magic weapons were cut off by the knife that Guan Luoyang took with him, turning into shriveled snake skins and falling to the ground.
Some venomous snakes flew into the house. Taoist Master Zhiyuan held three sticks of incense in his hand and bowed. There were many ghosts around him, and a strong wind blew down the fire and blew all the venomous snakes out.
The snake skin, which was originally soft and fine, became dry and cracked after being swept by the cold wind. It was hit everywhere and shattered.
The magical weapons that these juniors have been cultivating are not enough to be seen in front of Taoist Master Zhiyuan.
However, those strange firelights were suppressed by his sinister wind. Not only did they not extinguish the remaining smoke like ordinary firelights, but they seemed to be stimulated, surging from all directions, all converging towards Taoist Master Zhiyuan.
Even the flames on the roof "swam" down like living creatures. The flames that originally seemed to burn down the entire house all converged about five feet into the house, forming a zigzag wall of fire.
Qiu Shi swung the long sword in his hand and passed the wall of fire. The steel sword was actually like dry wood, with a layer of flame attached to it that was difficult to remove.
It is conceivable that if they want to force their way through this wall of fire, their whole bodies will be wrapped in flames, burning through their skin and flesh.
This is similar to the poisonous fire of the Forbidden Light Master. Although the temperature and toxicity seem to be much worse than the poisonous fire of the Forbidden Light Master, it can start a fire with wine and spontaneously surround it, without even the deliberate guidance of the arsonist.
This kind of sophistication hides profound knowledge of magic and poisoning, which cannot be achieved by the Forbidden Light Master.
"This type of poisonous fire seems to be particularly effective against your Zhenwu Temple's Seven-Star Magic Lantern Curse?"
Taoist Master Zhiyuan fed the ghosts with incense. The ghosts around him emitted a large amount of Yin Qi, which was consumed by the wall of fire. His face was filled with anger, "Taoist Brother Jiuhe also has the remnants of this injury."
The lantern in Qiu Shi's left hand swayed, and the light and shadow on his face were blurred by the fire. The effect of the Seven-Star Magic Lantern Spell was greatly reduced under such severe interference.
"Being able to painstakingly research this kind of poisonous fire, the financial resources and magical skills hidden behind it cannot be underestimated, but this kind of fire will never be the main cause of the death of my uncle..."
Qiu Shi stabbed the sword into the ground, changed his right hand to hold the lantern, and used his left hand to make secrets. His big sleeves fluttered, and his figure was divided into two.
At first glance, the two autumn stones are no different from the real ones, and the lanterns have also become two. One lantern sweeps to the left, and the other lantern sweeps to the right.
The lantern crashed into the wall of fire, just like a whale sucking water. The poisonous fire with the smell of saltpeter was all absorbed into the interior of the lantern.
The two lanterns each turned half a circle, and finally collided together and merged into one. The flames inside and outside the entire house had been absorbed.
"Taoist Priest, go help Qiu Hong."
Qiu Shi walked quickly with a lantern, climbing over walls and alleys, flying over eaves and walking on walls, and his figure moved quickly on the roof ridges until he reached three miles away.
The water was deep and turbulent, and the river was turbid. Under the moonlight, a lantern was thrown into the middle of the river.
Phew! ! ! ! !
A large fire spread, and even in the water, it was not extinguished immediately. After several minutes, it was washed away and dimmed by the steady flow of water, and then dispersed.
If it weren't for this river, once this poisonous fire spreads, it might burn down seven or eight innocent people's houses. If there is an emergency, even if it develops into a big fire that affects the entire street, it is not impossible. .
But this troublesome way of dealing with it is just because Qiu Shi's Seven-Star Magic Lantern Curse is not enough.
If Jiuhe is here and all seven bodies and seven lanterns come out at the same time, even if the scale of the poisonous fire is several times larger, it can only be contained in the lantern, which in turn will increase the power of the righteous lantern flame.
"Uncle Master didn't even have a chance to escape. It can only be because at that time, there was a person with high enough strength and stronger than Uncle Master who was also in the ambush circle..."
Qiu Shi ran back at full speed, fluttering a flag-flower rocket from his sleeves.
When the fireworks exploded in the night sky, most of the twenty Taoist priests who had stayed behind in the Zhenwu Temple on the mountain immediately separated and quickly descended the mountain.
At this time, Taoist Master Zhiyuan had arrived at the inn opposite. The lobby of the inn was full of monks lying on the ground with their calves and knees broken.
Some were already unconscious, and some were livid, with eyes wide open, and they were crawling with their hands, not caring about the pain of their broken legs being dragged on the hard stone floor.
All the monks' facial features are very stiff, almost not like flesh and blood, but rather like cork statues covered with green leather.
The injuries to these people's bones and limbs, which resulted in severed hands and feet, were obviously caused by Guan Luoyang's beatings.
But Guan Luoyang would not turn a living person's body into such a creepy, unconscious state.
"It's a head-lowering technique that uses Boro insects to burrow into the back of the neck and rely on the neck bones to move upwards, turning the person into a walking zombie."
Taoist Master Zhiyuan's heart trembled violently.
He released a house-watching insect that looked like a white flying ant to inquire about the news in the inn. Before the insect died, these monks were still normal. Just after the death of the house-watching ant, the two Wei Dinggong More than a dozen disciples were actually beheaded and turned into this appearance.
These people are not ordinary people. To be brought to Zhenwu Temple by Wei Dinggong, at least they are all people who have refined a magic power and can be called true warlocks.
In the blink of an eye, he took the lives of more than twenty warlocks and turned them into his own puppets throughout Southeast Asia. There were only a handful of people who could practice the head-lowering technique to this extent.
Everything was completely different from what Taoist Zhiyuan and the others had expected. They originally saw through the identity of the insider and came to set up a trap to arrest them. However, it seems that these people were abandoned by the other party first.
But why? If the move at Zhenwu Temple is noticed in advance, then it would be the right choice to inform Wei Dinggong to abscond as soon as possible.
What is the purpose of abandoning these warlocks and taking the initiative to initiate provocation?
While Taoist Master Zhiyuan was stunned, a figure smashed through the railing on the second floor and fell down.
Taoist priest Zhiyuan took a closer look and saw that it was not Wei Dinggong, but who it was.
This monk, who usually has a high nose, bright eyes, and good looks, now has a blue face, facial features are numb, his right hand is still bandaged, and his intact left arm has been cut off with a sharp knife. There is no blood spurting out from such a large wound. Only dark blood slowly flowed out.
Two pythons were wrapped around him. One of them had its head cut off and was slowly shriveling up. The other python bit anyone it saw, opened its mouth wide, and shot at Taoist Master Zhiyuan.
Zhiyuan Dao flicked the incense pills with his long hand. When he was facing the python, he jumped back and got a glimpse of the scene inside the damaged room on the second floor.
Tables, chairs, beds and cabinets were collapsed or broken. Guan Luoyang raised his long knife and held up a bone flute that was thrown at him.
The purple-robed Taoist, who was warm all over, was not drunk like that because he drank too much, but before he saw Wei Dinggong, his potential had been activated at any cost. His five internal organs were vigorous, his blood was accelerated, and every fiber The blood vessels are bearing double the impact.
The moment his stab collided with Guan Luoyang's long knife, a layer of white steam even rose from his hair.
"You have two major achievements in martial arts, and you can also cultivate magic power. Let me see what level of strength you, a person like you who suddenly appeared, have reached?!"
