Kunlun one millet

Chapter 144 Qianlongyuan has no horns

The slender shadow was a full foot long, and was thrown into the air along the fountain, and then twisted and fell towards the water surface of the fish pond.

Zhao Mi saw the magical power at a glance, and guessed that the long monster was trying to use the water to escape. The Qingxuan pen pointed down, pointing to the water turning into steel, and the monster hit the iron wall head-on, twisting left and right on the water.

"Eel?" Zhao Mi was stunned for a moment. The monster looked like a snake, but when he looked carefully, it turned out to be an unusually huge eel with a yellow belly and black back, and a slippery body.

The moment Zhao Mi hesitated, the big rice field eel quickly fled, jumped up, twisted and jumped on the bank, avoided Zhao Mi and Lu Wangji, and headed towards the other soldiers.

Even if the eel was not in the water, its speed was still extremely fast, and it almost jumped into the crowd in the blink of an eye. Most of the soldiers had never seen such a monster before.

"Don't act recklessly!" Zhao Mi shouted to stop the crowd, next to Lu Wangji plucked the strings of the zither, pulled the air machine, and formed a formation to cover the surrounding area, preventing the evil spirit from escaping.

"Don't panic! Line up!" Zhang Liwei shouted loudly, leading a few military officials to set up the chaotic formation, holding up spears and shields, and soon exposed the big rice field eel.

"Well done!" Zhao Mi praised, raised his hand and lightly stroked the black and yellow ribbon on his waist, and recited the mantra:
"Xuanwu inspects the void, the goblin examines his form, travels around the nine places, and controls all spirits!"

Different from the previous talisman officials who wore Zhuwen and white ribbons and summoned fire crows to attack, Huaiyingguan Sanqing's black and yellow ribbons are used to attract water essence basalt, which can not only protect monks and resist foreign robbers, but also use the image of basalt Suppress spirits and ban evil spirits.

Following the outline with the Qingxuan pen, the body of the big ricefield eel suddenly froze, as if it was clamped tightly by a huge force and could not move.

"You guy, can you run?" Zhao Mi approached with a smile, and raised his hand to make up a prohibition spell.

"Excuse me! Immortal please forgive me!" The big rice field eel opened and closed its mouth, spit out human words, and spit out a pile of foam. Its voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Hey, can you still talk?" Zhao Mi poked the other party with the Qingxuan pen, and traces of fire were lightly burned on the surface of the big rice field eel, making it scream:
"Don't kill me! The little demon is willing to serve the fairy leader faithfully from now on!"

"You give me back the saddle and the horse? There are dog walkers, bird walkers, how can there be a big eel?" When Zhao Mi said this, all the soldiers who came to watch also laughed together.

"Duh!" Zhao Mi scolded lightly, and said seriously: "Don't play tricks on me, say, who are you and where are you from?"

"The little demon has no horns and comes from the Red Flower Pond." The big field eel said with awe in his tone: "Decades ago, there was a fairy master who cultivated Qi and cultivated the truth by the pool, swallowing the sun's essence and moonlight, and the little demon occasionally got a little fairy energy , and thus psychic awareness.”

"Red Flower Pond?" Zhao Mi had never heard of the place name here.

Zhang Liwei approached and reminded in a low voice: "It is said that it is a deep pool located in the mountains outside the pass, and the nearby mountains are full of red flowers."

Zhao Mi glanced at Zhang Liwei thoughtfully, and then said to the big rice field eel, "Yuan Wujiao, right? The name has some meaning, why? Are you still looking forward to growing horns on your head and transforming into a dragon and flying into the sky?"

Although Yuan Wujiao couldn't see his expression, he could hear a bit of embarrassment in his tone: "Immortal Chief, don't we these aquatic monsters just look forward to turning into dragons in the future?"

"That's a good idea!" Zhao Mi sneered: "I'll ask you again, why don't you stay in Honghuatan and practice well, what are you doing here at Jianjiaguan? Did the Jiuli Kingdom send you to act as a sentry?"

Yuan Wujiao looked at the pen brushing back and forth on his body, trembling in fear: "There is absolutely no such thing! Immortal Chang Mingjian!"

"Mingjian? That's right." Zhao Mi seemed to think of something, rummaged through his bamboo box, and said, "Huh? Where's my soul copying amulet? Don't you forget to bring it?"

The soldiers around looked at Zhao Mi's actions, and the Marquis Zhenming, who seemed to be aloof, also behaved like an ordinary person, and all the soldiers couldn't help feeling close.

"Forget it, I can't find it, let's draw one now." Zhao Mi took out a cinnabar ink cartridge, replaced it with the thinnest Qingxuan brush, dipped in some cinnabar ink, and then blew out a wisp of true energy, using tofu Carved like a fine technique, on the back of Yuan Wujiao's head, wrote a spell.

"This is the talisman for copying souls." After the talisman was finished, Zhao Mi said, "I'm afraid that you, a mountain monster, are short-sighted, so I kindly explain a few words to you. After receiving this talisman, you must answer truthfully whatever I ask. , If there is any concealment, your soul will move immediately, and I only need to activate the spell a little bit, and your soul will be trapped in a sea of ​​swords and flames, and the pain will be unbearable, such as this."

Zhao Shu flicked his fingers, and Yuan Wujiao felt pain immediately, and cried out, begging for mercy repeatedly: "Immortal Elder, please forgive me! I am telling the truth, and I have nothing to hide! Please forgive me—"

"I hope so." Zhao Mi withdrew the spell, and asked again: "Did the Jiuli Kingdom send you to spy on the military situation?"

"No! Xiao Yao swears on his life, absolutely not!" Yuan Wujiao replied quickly.

Zhao Mi was noncommittal, but he did not sense the other party's abnormality, so he asked again: "Then why are you here?"

"The witches from Jiuli Kingdom are haunting the Red Flower Pond, and they don't know what they're doing." Yuan Wujiao feared that Zhao Mi wouldn't believe him, and explained: "The little demon's superficial cultivation might be caught by Jiuli. Wu Zhu from the country was arrested and served as a demon servant, so he had to escape by using the water vein."

This is also considered true, but Zhao Mi was secretly startled when he heard the words, and turned to Zhang Liwei and said, "How far is the distance between Honghuatan and Jianjia Pass?"

Zhang Liwei thought about it and said: "It's about three or four hundred miles, but the mountain road around Honghuatan is difficult, and the army should not be able to move fast."

Zhao Mi frowned and pondered, and continued to press Yuan Wujiao: "How many people did the Jiuli Kingdom send to Honghuatan? Have you ever seen their faces clearly?"

"Where does the little demon dare to take a closer look?" Yuan Wujiao replied helplessly: "The witches all look about the same, wearing big robes, with large black lines on their faces. There are probably twenty or thirty people."

Zhao Mi pondered. The shamans of the Jiuli Kingdom had the custom of tattooing their faces. It is said that different patterns corresponded to the gods believed by their respective tribes, and the more complicated and gorgeous the tattoos, the higher their status.

If Jiuli Kingdom really sent twenty or thirty Wu Zhu, there must be a major arrangement.

As for a little monster like Yuan Wujiao, although he can speak human words, he has not cultivated a human form. It is not unusual for him to be afraid of the world's experts and strangers.

"I'll ask you again." Zhao Mi said seriously, "Honghuatan is hundreds of miles away from Jianjiaguan. How did you get here?"

"The water veins in the ground are intertwined, and the little demon also walked indiscriminately." Yuan Wujiao sensed Zhao Mi's sharp gaze, and hurriedly added: "But the little demon sensed that the water veins and the earth veins meet, and wanted to find a suitable place to settle down, so he went along Swimming all the way while relying on the energy of the earth veins. I never wanted to come here to defend the important area and offend the immortal chief."

"You're telling a lie." Zhao Mi smiled subtly, raised his hand and twirled his fingers: "You clearly know that the outlet of the water is near Jianjia Pass, and you didn't come here blindly."

Yuan Wujiao was so frightened that his joints softened: "The little demon is greedy for the prosperity of the world, and wants to be more tainted with the world of mortals and people so that he can change his human form as soon as possible. I was confused and concealed something for a while, and the little demon dare not do it again!"

Zhao Mi had a delicate expression. He looked up at the soldiers around him, and some of them couldn't help but smile.

"Everyone said, how to deal with this big rice field eel?" Zhao Mi asked with a smile.

"Such a big rice field eel, how about eating it? Pour a bowl of thick sauce on it, and stew until the skin and meat are soft, just right for meat!" Immediately, a soldier wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth.

"Nonsense! This is a monster, you dare to eat its meat? Aren't you afraid of having a stomachache?"

"Zhao Changshi has his own magic method. Those of us who are ignorant should stop talking nonsense."

Hearing what the soldiers said to each other, Zhao Mi smiled and shook his head, looked at Yuan Wujiao and said, "Look, everyone said they are going to stew you."

"Immortal Elder, don't wow—!!" Yuan Wujiao let out a cry like a baby's cry, sharp and unpleasant: "The little demon is willing to work for the Immortal Elder, without asking for anything in return, only to spare the little demon's life!"

Zhao Mi smiled and said nothing, ignored Yuan Wujiao, got up and arranged for the soldiers to start setting up the mandala, then quickly wrote a report, handed it to Zhang Yanshou and said: "Hurry up and send it to General Wei, which is about For the news of Honghuatan, please make preparations early."

Zhang Yanshou was ordered to leave, Zhao Mi watched the soldiers build an earthen platform, while Lu Wangji strolled over, and looked down at Yuan Wujiao.

"Fellow Daoist, I have something to say, maybe you don't like to hear it." Taking advantage of this spare time, Zhao Mi gathered his voice and said to Lu Wangji, "Fellow Daoist just acted too hastily, I haven't prepared properly yet, and all the soldiers have not lined up Formation. Fortunately, this monster has a superficial cultivation and has not caused a catastrophe. If a big monster suddenly appeared, I am afraid it will be an insoluble bloody battle."

Lu Wangji was silent for a while: "I was negligent."

Zhao Mi didn't blame her too much. Lu Wangji has such a straightforward temperament, she didn't have many tricks and tricks at all, and when she sensed that the monster was hiding, she immediately played the piano and performed spells without even discussing with Zhao Mi.

For some reason, Zhao Mi suddenly thought of Luo Xixian.Although the two are far apart, there are some similarities in their words and deeds without thinking.

Luo Xixian is because the practice of swordsmanship requires bravery and diligence, and does not want to look back.Lu Wangji is detached, doesn't bother to care about other people's faces, and his every move seems a bit willful to outsiders.

Just like what Liang Tao said, Zhao Mi actually envied Lu Wangji's temperament, words and deeds.

This seemingly unrestrained and detached disposition is not a pretentious attitude, but a result of long-term practice and concentration of the heart. Immortal cultivators value themselves, forget about reputation, external honor and disgrace, and naturally do not pay attention to other people's opinions .

But this is not a one-off effort. It requires a long-term inner tranquility and distant self-cultivation. If you have been involved in the world of mortals for too long, contaminated with dust, and involved in countless conflicts of interest, it will be difficult to be detached.

But Zhao Mi also vaguely felt that perhaps it was this "transcendence" that made most immortal cultivators in the world careless of the common people.

If it's just some people who live in mountains and clean up, and don't get involved in the world, it's nothing to worry about.But since the end of Tianxia, ​​cultivators of immortality have been massacring the world, and Huaxu Kingdom even has people like Liang Tao as a model. Ordinary monks can't learn that kind of transcendental realm, but instead develop a desire for selfishness and greed.

Zhao Mi really appreciates a monk like Lu Wangji, but he also feels that such a person cannot be entrusted with important tasks.She acted disregarding others and doing things according to her own whim. When she had an epiphany overnight in Bihu Manor, she directly played the piano and broke the courtyard wall, and she had already seen the first clues.

Just now, without saying a word, he forced the water to force out the monster. I really don't like Zhao Mi's temperament, which is used to being fully prepared for everything.

Zhao Mi is actually also reflecting on whether he is too harsh?Lu Wangji is aloof and aloof, so why should he care about things?
"Marquis Zhenming, you've been thinking too much, and you've been wasting your mind." Lu Wangji seemed to have seen through Zhao Mi.

"I think so too." Zhao Mi nodded with a wry smile, "Maybe I am this kind of person, looking for trouble."

After the mandala in the distance was roughly set up, Zhao Shu asked all the soldiers to retreat to the distance, burned amulets to demarcate the boundary, concentrated his thoughts, and said to the big rice field eel lying in the mud pond in front of the altar:
"The monster has no horns. Today, Zhao Shu of the Huaiying Pavilion ascended the altar. He should have killed your head and fractal. I forgive you for not being tainted with evil spirits and evil deeds. I will not punish you for the time being. But you are a mountain monster. If you are not restrained by enlightenment, you are afraid that you will indulge your passions in the future and harm others and yourself, so you must make an alliance with heaven and earth, make an oath with your heart, accept my talisman order, and follow the way of the Qing Covenant!"

Yuan Wujiao felt that the restraints on his body were slightly eased, it was clearly the opportunity Zhao Mi left for him, he shrank into the mire, stuck out his head and tapped it a few times, and replied excitedly: "The little demon is willing to sue the alliance! "

"That's it, let's accept the natal talisman seal." Zhao Mi picked up a pen to write an empty book, and drew air to make a talisman. A coiled ancient seal form was formed in midair, slowly shining, and then it was printed on the top of Yuan Wujiao's head.

The ancient seal script was imprinted, Yuan Wujiao's figure shook violently, a burst of spiritual light spread from the top of his head, a big rice field eel curled up in a quagmire seemed to be reborn, the dirt and water on the body surface no longer adhered, and it was smooth and clean See jade quality.

"Thank you for the talisman!" Yuan Wujiao was ecstatic, he didn't expect that he would be spotted by Zhao Mi immediately after walking through the gate of death.

Even though he had heard that the immortal cultivators had the act of driving monsters, they never thought it was a way to revitalize themselves from the inside out.

"I have accepted you as one of the officials and soldiers of the altar, from now on you should act like a law." Zhao Mi raised the token with a serious expression.

This is Zhao Mi's first attempt. In the past, he enlightened a group of dead souls, spirits and water monsters as officials and soldiers of the altar, mainly relying on scientific rituals to practice rituals.But to subdue a flesh-and-blood monster, it is to lower the natal talisman to guide it to practice and improve in the future.

"Little demon obeys!" Yuan Wujiao turned around, and seemed to have completely forgotten about the forceful question just now.

"You don't need to talk about little demons and elders." Zhao Mi said, "There is indeed something right now, and you should do it yourself."

"Disciple must do our best!" Yuan Wujiao was eager to try.

"Now I am ordered to survey the mountains and rivers and the terrain. You have dived in it, so you led a team of officials to find out the pattern of the terrain and the trend of the air movement in and around Jianjia Pass." Zhao Mi said, "This matter is very related. If there are other ghosts and ghosts hiding in the earth veins, they must report back immediately and do not act rashly. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!" Yuan Wujiao was in high spirits, and saw Zhao Mi raise his pen to the fish pond that was constantly springing up, and the water gushing was greatly slowed down. A group of altar officials and soldiers left.

(End of this chapter)