Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 96

There was a gentle breeze, and the leaves that were detached from the branches floated down.

Zhang Fei puppet raised his hand to brush off the leaves on his head, looked at the figure sitting cross-legged over there, and Wu Gumu standing in the formation, his tone was a little anxious.

"Why don't you move, what are you waiting for?"

"If you don't move, that's bastard." Qin Qiong squatted aside, "Wait a minute, it should be soon."

Guan Yu, Lu Bu, and Yu Chigong didn't speak, but stared at the figure.

At this time, the chanting of the formula stopped, and Chen Yuan opened her eyes. It was the first time she practiced the magic weapon, and she felt uneasy. When a gust of wind blew in the mountains, it brought a little bit of spiritual energy from the mountains to stroke, and took a deep breath. With a deep breath, suppressing the anxiety in his heart, he pinched his fingers to guide the spiritual energy in the mountain to wrap around the Wuguzhu in the formation.

'fire'

With a moment of thought, among the five elements depicted, the fire folds placed snapped apart, sparks rose, and gradually formed flames and set off a heat wave.

'water'

The water bag split open, and a stream of clear water shot out. Almost at the same time, the iron nails placed in "gold" flashed the magic light, and the four lines pulled the ground below, instantly lighting up five different colors.

'It's time for the next step'

Suppressing her panic, Chen Yuan kept the magic circle with one hand, raised her other hand, and raised her sword finger. The five yellow talismans that she had prepared rose up in unison. He fought into the formation, slowly spinning around Wuguzhu.

The mana in his body poured out crazily at this moment, and penetrated into the magic circle together.

In an instant, my heart seemed to be connected with something, and the floating Wugu Pillar crashed down and stood on the ground, emitting faint rays of light from top to bottom.

'Break! '

Chen Yuan pinched her fingers, and the seven-foot-high column was instantly broken into two pieces, leaving the end with roots, which seemed to have grown legs, and slid to the front of Chen Yuan, pressing the ground.

This time, unlike the previous sculptures, Chen Yuan stood up and pressed the column body away with one hand. The energy and mana penetrated into it together, as if she was in a blank world.

Follow his thoughts.

On the column body, long rivers, mountains and rivers gradually appear, white clouds float on the sun and the moon, and the outlines of carved pavilions and cities spread out in an orderly manner.

'Hero'

The veins on the back of Chen Yuan's hands were swollen, and as he thought about it, there were figures in Changhe, mountains, rivers, and treasure carving pavilions, all of whom were outstanding figures in his memory, or standing on chariots wielding long spears to command thousands of troops Thousands of horses, or shaking a feather fan to discuss scriptures with others, there are also young generals who have made great achievements in defeating the enemy and triumphantly, there are also old men with yellow scarves praying to the sky, and there are also people who step into the mountains with a medicine basket and write about the wind and cold. On...

Each character is lifelike, as if carved words are densely arranged on one side of the ancient pillars, writing their stories.

As for the other two sides, Chen Yuan was free for the time being. The Senluo Palace and the Heavenly Court hadn't arrived yet, so even if they were engraved on them, it wouldn't be of much use.

Show!

He waved his wide sleeves and brushed over them for a moment, and the relief figures that were originally static suddenly came to life, vividly appearing on the pillar, looking outside to look at Chen Yuan, and also looking at the wood carvings around him, bowing their hands in salute, for a while, The little man on the pillar was chattering non-stop.

There was a bearded wooden man, who grabbed the old man who was rushing towards him, and beat him with a fist.

"It's the old thief Sima, begging to be beaten! Give me back Wei Guo!"

It is also like a majestic man in a daze, holding a double-edged spear and looking around, "...Where is Huer! I haven't had enough fun yet!"

The general galloping on horseback danced the Han flag: "The Huns are not broken, how can they call themselves home!"

The noise made Chen Yuan's eardrums hurt, so she quickly withdrew the spell, and the outstanding people above quieted down, and returned to their previous static demeanor.

With this kind of carving, Chen Yuan also came to the cornerstone for a large number of outstanding people, so that the Yin God in the Senluo Temple could appear as soon as possible.

After resting for a while, Chen Yuan recovered some mana, walked to the broken piece of spiritual wood, connected with his mind, the moment the thought flashed, it instantly turned into several pieces, and he still held it in his hand.

"Second Master, it's time to give you a new body."

"As it should be."

Guan Yu nodded, stroked his beard, and Zhang Fei, Lu Bu, and Qin Qiong beside him smashed their fists one by one excitedly, and immediately surrounded them. In the mottled time, they all squatted on the ground, watching without blinking. Chen Yuan brought chisels, knives and other tools from the car, and dropped the spirit wood.

Faguang faintly appeared at the tip of the chisel, and walked along the piece of spiritual wood in his hand, guiding his cultivation level to infuse it, and carved out the outline bit by bit.

Under the green cap, silkworm eyebrows and phoenix eyes are outlined. The golden armor on the chest is brushed off the beard and beard.

The tip of the chisel wandered around, and a green dragon was carved out, thick and glamorous.

Chen Yuan took a breath, the sawdust filled the air, turned into stars and fell back again, the brocade robe was green, the armor was golden, the face was red, the phoenix eyes were shining, and the still beard and beard swayed slightly.

It is more detailed than the previous woodcarving.

"Second Master!"

Chen Yuan looked at the wooden sculpture of Guan Gong over there. The moment the latter stroked his beard and closed his eyes, the wooden body fell to the ground with a bang. The next moment, Chen Yuan held the newly carved statue in his palm, and quickly wrote seal characters with his sword fingers. , focusing heavily on Guan Gong's forehead, suddenly thinking of some honorary titles of later generations, the words in his mouth suddenly changed!
"Respectfully invite the Emperor Fumo to return to his throne!"

call--

A gust of wind blew through the surrounding forest, and as the leaves fluttered, the eyes of the red-faced Guan Gong statue suddenly lit up with divine light, and the carved wooden robes were caressed in Chen Yuan's palm, and the small figure jumped down. On the ground, the original whole piece of woodcarving, the limbs and five fingers could move freely one by one. Immediately afterwards, Guan Gong used to stroke off the beautiful beard on his chin.

"Guan finally feels human again."

As he spoke, he thrust the Yanyue knife into the dirt in his hand, and arched his hands heavily, "Thank you for reshaping Guan's body!"

On the side, Zhang Fei poked his black face with a beard, and poked his elder brother twice, and there was a soft texture, so he couldn't help but look at Chen Yuan.

"I want to be like my second brother!"

"There is another house, Ring Eye Thief, you go to the back first and wait!"

Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Chen Yuan hurriedly comforted them, let them sit back one by one, and said: "There are still many spirit trees left, and Yuan will replace you with new bodies." Wood, continue to carve.

Zhang Fei...

Lu Bu...

Qin Qiong...

Yuchi Gong...

There are also new yin gods and heroes lined up in the carving process, pushing out sawdust, and with the movements, their hair buns gradually scatter and hang down on their shoulders.

Time passed, the dark green leaves fell in the hair, and then slowly withered and yellow, and the blue robes were also covered with dust. Occasionally eating the game sent by the master, Chen Yuan raised her head, only to realize that a long time had passed, and the mountains were covered with dust. Turned golden.

The wind blows the dead leaves and flies into the distance. In the mountain forest two miles away, in the cave on the cliff, the white snake raised its huge head, revealing half of the phantom of a beautiful woman. Feeling the shackles that Mr. One night, the thick and long figure slipped out of the mountain and headed east.

On the east side, the yellow leaves are detached from the branches and floated to the streets and alleys. As people pass by, there are bells echoing in the distance. The newly built new words fall on the last wooden beams, and the blue tiles are neatly arranged, and the last piece is covered by the hands of the craftsmen.

Amidst the loud shouts, the door plaque with "Lingxian Temple" was supported by the crowd and hung in the middle of the ancestral hall. The emperor's imperial decree was placed in front of the tablet with "Lingxian Zhenren".

Bells rang, ethereal reverberations, and incense curled up to the dome.

In the rising autumn sun, the panic-stricken Yuejie people retreated from the pass under countless pursuits, and the people in the cities rushed to each other to tell each other their joy.

Walking in the autumn scenery in the north, one old and one young, the little girl held the maple leaves on the ground and sprinkled them into the sky happily. Occasionally, she would look back to the south where her parents and elder brother were, put her hands on the trumpets, and shouted: "Dad Mother! Big brother! Qiaoer will listen to the masters and will definitely live well!"

The clear voice echoed in the mountains and fields.

Not long after, the sky was getting dark. Xu Huaiyu was sitting in the mansion rewarded by King Qing, looking at the stars gradually revealing. He could no longer wield a weapon. The wound left by the deer head monster that day cannot be healed by ordinary people. of.

Looking at the night sky, a shooting star flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

"Resign from office to King Qing tomorrow, and go to Lingxian Temple to do a temple celebration." '

he thought.

In the distance in the night, there was the sound of iron chains dragging in a certain mountain. Under the towering stone tablet, an old man in a bright red robe threw a lotus-shaped token and rolled it to the ground.

"Find Chen Yuan and kill him!"

Meteors flew across the sky. Standing in front of the mountain gate of Canglan Sword Gate, Xu Qingfeng could see it most clearly. Xu Qingfeng watched for a long time, but he heard footsteps coming, but he didn't look back. ?! You want everyone in Canglan to kill Chen Yuan, and let Chen Yuan come back to avenge your father?!"

"Yes!"

Zhu Jingshu quietly looked at the back of her uncle, and responded flatly.

Snapped!
Crisp slaps sounded in the darkness.

"Canglan raised you and taught you, isn't that enough to pay off the debt?!"

The woman covering her cheeks looked at the ground and said in a low voice, "You killed my father..."

"That's manslaughter!"

"Same."

The wind drifted away with the woman's faint words. In a certain corner, a figure leaning against the courtyard wall seemed to hear it. With a smile on his mouth, he turned and quietly went to the north courtyard.

The sky turned pale, and roars of curses resounded in the Sword Building.

In the interweaving of countless stories, Chen Yuan, who was thousands of miles away, stood up tiredly from a pile of dead leaves, and the moment the last wooden sculpture in her hand was thrown to the ground, there was a crisp sound in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

The corner of his mouth curved slightly, the Yin God of Sen Luo Temple could finally show his body.

(End of this chapter)