Taoist chanting

Chapter 124

"Guanzhu Zhang, shall we... go in or not?"

Facing the unknown opportunity, Chen Qingqiao felt that his headache did not hurt so much. In fact, he wanted to make a breakthrough in his heart.

Just like a person who is too poor and desperate to change, it is difficult to resist the temptation of a windfall opportunity right in front of him.

He still maintained an instinctive vigilance against danger, staring at the gate of light and shadow, without turning back to ask.

Suddenly he heard the sound of the sword wind piercing the air, Chen Qingqiao sensed the danger, he jumped forward, the sword in his hand circled a block, "dang", he used his strength to retreat further, turned around suddenly, and saw Zhang Guanzhu's aggressive, unreasonable Swing the sword to chase and kill.

"Hey...you're crazy!"

Chen Qingqiao was frightened and furious, he blocked a few moves, the danger was everywhere, his robe was torn in several places, and he was almost injured by the sword.

Only now did he realize how far the strength was from Zhang Guanzhu, he retreated in embarrassment, and shouted:
"Guanzhu Zhang, what do you mean by this?"

"Hmph, you plotted against me from behind with a sword earlier, and the account has not yet been settled?"

"Zhang Wenfeng" had gloomy eyes and a gloomy tone.

However, the swordsmanship is complicated and gorgeous, and the killing intent is sharp.

"No, I was plotted by the moon-watching eel monster's sorcery. I really didn't intend to stab you with a sword. Guanzhu Zhang, please listen to my explanation..." Chen Qingqiao was anxious.

At this critical juncture, how could Guanzhu Zhang get confused and remember to settle his old score?

Besides, he didn't have a heart, but was still a victim.

That elbow hit him so hard that his chest still hurts.

"Take your conscience and say to yourself, if you don't have murderous hostility towards me in your heart, you will be assassinated by the sword drawn by the black magic? You dare to quibble, you villain, die!"

Followed by "Zhang Wenfeng" scolded harshly.

Chen Qingqiao was dumbfounded and speechless.

After tearing through the weak line of defense in his heart, he could no longer resist the sword attack in the chest, so he gritted his teeth, jumped back with all his strength, and swung the sword in his hand, trying to unload the opponent's sword posture to the side.

"Dang", the long sword was released.

He also successfully used his strength to jump into the light gate that was about to disappear into the mist.

The foreground changed, and he appeared in a place with beautiful green mountains and green waters. The distance was hazy and blurred. Chen Qingqiao subconsciously looked to his right hand. He was holding his long sword well, and the few places on his body that were pierced by the sword were not damaged at all.

After a while, Chen Qingqiao shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed silently.

"It's so powerful, such a clever 'moisturizing things silently' illusion!"

Being able to magnify and evolve certain thoughts deep in his heart, making him take it for granted without noticing it, this time's experience in the secret realm is probably difficult.

However, no matter how difficult it is to break through, it must be broken through, and he has no choice but to come in.

He threw away the extinguished torch in his left hand, and with a firm look in his eyes, he walked in one direction.

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Zhang Wenfeng deftly caught Chen Qingqiao's sudden stabbing swords, seeing that the guy's eyes were wrong, he couldn't stop him even after drinking a few times, and watched Chen Guanzhu jump back into the light gate in a hurry like he was being chased by a ghost. .

Shaking his head, Chen Guanzhu had a flaw in his mind.

He has seen that, unconsciously, Chen Guanzhu has fallen into some kind of illusion here and cannot extricate himself.

Put the torch on the rubble, recite scriptures silently, pinch the Aoki Wuyou Jue with your left hand, keep your mind calm and calm, and don't look at the "Lanfang Pavilion" that is about to be covered by fog.

Don't be surprised, it's self-defeating.

He has nothing to ask for, what can mere illusions do to him!
After a while, when I looked again, the light gate and the faint building did not disappear in their original places.

On the contrary, it is a bit clearer, misty and misty, like a fairyland.

Looking around, the fog shrouded the barren island, and even the river wind could not be felt, and the silence was as dead.

This weird Lanfang Pavilion is tied to him, and he must be let in, which is difficult for a strong man.

The strange thing is that he can no longer detect the ghostly aura that overflowed before.

After thinking carefully for a moment, Zhang Wenfeng stretched out the palm of his left hand, touched the black cloth bag on his right waist, pressed the mouth of the Shoumin bottle in the bag, and shook the yellow talisman on the seal through the cloth layer, breaking the simple restriction, and asked via voice transmission :

"Friend Daoist Zhong, do you know much about Lanfang Pavilion?"

Zhong Wenyong's slightly surprised voice came from the bottle: "What? Brother Daoist Zhang, you met the secret realm of Lanfang Pavilion, one of the four mysterious squares? Congratulations, this is a great opportunity."

Zhang Wenfeng is not too polite with Zhong Wenyong, he will come to investigate the case, kill the two moon-watching eels and other things in general, and describe the strangeness of Lanfang Pavilion, and said through voice transmission:
"My two companions, affected by the illusion, went in one after another. I want to discuss with you an idea. Since Lanfang Pavilion is a secret realm, why does it show a gloomy aura? What can I say?"

He is convinced that he will not feel wrong, he is too sensitive to ghosts.

No matter how subtle and obscure the ghostly aura is, it can never be hidden from his perception.

Zhong Wenyong asked: "You haven't entered yet?"

"not yet."

"Let go of your palm, I'll cast a trace of incense to take a look at the legendary Lanfang Pavilion."

Zhang Wenfeng was speechless, and let go of his palm as he said.

Why is he not so curious?

The first thing he considers is safety and security. On the premise of guarantee, he will talk about other things. Of course, he is also daring to work hard. Fear comes from the unknown. Deep down in his heart, he wants to grasp as much information as possible about Lanfang Pavilion.

He felt that it was unnecessary to rush in to practice in a ignorant way.

He would rather not have a chance that he didn't know much about.

As long as you live a long life, there should be no shortage of opportunities on the road of practice, but what is lacking is the state of mind to deal with opportunities calmly.

A trace of dark yellow mist penetrated through the black cloth, like tentacles protruding five feet high, almost transparent, floating left and right.

After a while, he retracted again, Zhong Wenyong's voice became cautious, and he said via voice transmission:
"I noticed a faint trace of demonic aura. I used to be a mountain god, and I'm more sensitive to elves and monsters and all kinds of demonic aura. Although I haven't entered the secret realm of Lanfang Pavilion, I know a lot.

The light and shadow in front of me looks very similar to the 'Lanfang Pavilion Secret Realm', both in style and style, but it is absolutely not. It does not have the dignified grandeur of the ancient secret realm. It gives people the feeling of being sneaky and hiding. Tuck, not atmospheric.

If I'm not mistaken, the light and shadow in front of me is an illusion transformed by magic and water formation.

When the sun rises and the mist dissipates, the formation cannot last, and it will naturally break.

So you wait outside the formation, guard your mind, and there is no danger if you are not tempted by illusions. If you don't enter the 'door', the hidden demon will not be able to reach you, unless it dares to come out to fight you. "

The mountain god of the former court was well-informed and told the truth about light and shadow.

And give a simple and practical cracking method.

Zhang Wenfeng knew that the demon is different from the ghost, it is a kind of water monster. He secretly rejoiced that he brought the mountain god with him, and asked for advice through voice transmission: "Is there any way to break the demon and this formation? My friend is still in it, we must Save them from danger."

He didn't know anything about formations, so it was estimated that Yun Qiuhe and Chen Qingqiao, who were trapped in the formation, would not survive until the sun rose the next morning.

The moon-watching eel demon who was about to swim back to his lair on the verge of death really had evil intentions and wanted to lure them to the barren island by the river at night.

There was silence in the black cloth bag.

Watching the excitement outside the formation and fighting against the formation are two different levels of difficulty.

The mountain god who has lived for hundreds of years is a little embarrassed.

In his cognition, many troubles encountered on the road of practice can be resolved through experience and knowledge, instead of fighting to the death.

However, if Zhang Daoyou wants to help his friends, morality comes first, so the struggle is inevitable.

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(End of this chapter)