Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 782 Qing Liao Feels Stable Again

In the attic, Fu Ji scattered the mirror, walked to the window, and stood with his hands behind his back.

The river meanders, the jade waves roll, and when you look at it quietly, it looks like a painting of ink and wash, beautiful and magnificent.

"Jingxue!"

As I muttered, suddenly the wind blew up, causing layers of ripples, following the movement of the heart, a bright light emerged from the fingertips, condensing into octagonal seal characters, and the red gold was colorful.

The arrangement and combination of seal characters condensed into a figure, dressed in Xiayi, graceful and graceful.

Fu Ji turned his eyes, moved the mana in his hand, and dispersed it. Now is not the time to contact the other party.

After two days like this, the first sect contacted by Sanyangmen arrived.

The leader is a very calm young man, although his appearance is somewhat ordinary, but his eyes are as deep as stars.

"Xuanshengmen Jinghuan, I have met fellow Taoist."

"Friend Daoist Jing, you're being polite." Fu Ji returned a salute.

"Fellow Daoist Fu, it's really inappropriate for the Dragon Clan to interfere with the construction of the Dragon Palace, but they obviously still have some scruples. If we do it this time, will it break the balance?" Jing Huan went straight to the point. Is this area close to the East China Sea? It is a decision that requires courage to make a decision with the Dragon Clan.

"Aristocrat is worried about the Dragon Clan's revenge afterward?"

Without waiting for Jing Huan to answer, Fu Ji said directly: "There is no need to be so scruples, this trip has the support of heaven, we are not rootless duckweed."

Speaking of this, Fu Ji looked at Jing Huan, and there was a bright light jumping in his eyes, shining brightly, his voice was high-pitched, and there was an echo of gold and stone, and said: "Besides, behind us, there is the entire Taoist school."

The sound was like thunder, rumbling, stirring in all directions, accompanied by wind and cloud.

"If you don't fight at this time, when will you wait!"

One word at a time, the instrument is magnificent.

Fu Ji's words came slowly, not gorgeous words, but with a very steady power.

Jing Huan's face remained unchanged, but his heart was full of turmoil, "the whole Taoist school is behind us", these words kept echoing in his mind.

Taoism, nowadays, almost represents the entire Dongshengzhou. He didn't doubt the authenticity of Fu Ji's words. No one would dare to make a joke about this kind of thing.

In other words, the powerful Taoists are going to support the action of the Heavenly Court this time!
Jing Huan glanced over Fu Ji's body, showing his sharpness, with a faint domineering arrogance.

"Dazong disciples are extraordinary."

Jing Huan sighed in his heart, not to mention anything else, just looking at this kind of courage, he surpassed too many people.

After thinking about it for a while, with a decision, Jing Huan said, "My Xuansheng sect has accepted this matter, and I am willing to advance and retreat with fellow Taoists."

Not loud, but firm.

Jing Huan acted resolutely, and now that he had made a decision, he immediately summoned his fellow disciples and ordered him to send a letter back to the sect, so that the sect could begin preparations.

After reaching a consensus, the two naturally talked and laughed happily, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Sitting on the cloud couch, Jing Huan said, "Yuxu's Daoism is my Taoist classic, can you point me to the next one or two?"

Fu Ji is no stranger to the communication between colleagues, he stretched out his sleeves and raised his hands, saying: "I don't dare to give advice, please."

After finishing speaking, Fu Ji pointed with his finger, and the Tianhe River appeared behind him, deep and deep, with no ancient waves, and sword energy in it, swallowing the extreme cold power that can freeze everything.

"The Milky Way in the heavens, and this power of extreme cold..."

Jing Huan looked at Tianhe with a flash in his eyes.

next moment.

Thousands of starlights shot out from behind him, turned into stars in a sudden turn, illuminating the world, and the octagonal light hung down, emitting auspicious aura.

The constant arrangement and combination of stars has derived various magical effects.

In this way, the two continue to confirm what they have learned from each other.

"It really benefits a lot."

After a long time, Fu Ji suddenly opened his eyes, and the swirls in his eyes hung upside down, like a galaxy, deep and bottomless.

At the same time as he opened his mouth, there were also star rays pouring in continuously like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, hanging down on his body, entwining left and right, as if wearing a robe of stars.

Jing Huan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

At some point behind him, a star map unfolded, which seemed to be nine feet in size, but also seemed to be endless, permeating the entire time and space, and the endless stars in it combined to form a galaxy like a nine-day Milky Way.

After a while, Jing Huan waved his hand to disperse the abnormality, smiled lightly, and said, "I have also gained a lot from the blessings of fellow Taoists."

After finishing speaking, Jing Huan got up from the cloud couch, and said, "I have been bothering my fellow Taoist for a long time today, if you have spare time someday, you can come to my Xuansheng gate and let me show my kindness as a landlord."

"Farewell."

Jing Huan waved his sleeves, called his fellow family members, and left calmly.

Fu Ji stood with his hands behind his back, watching the backs of Xuanshengmen and others disappear.

At this time, footsteps sounded.

Lu Qian came from outside, with a smile on his face, greeted Yuanyuan, and said, "Fellow Daoist Fu."

"Friend Lu Daoist."

Lu Qian walked up to him, looked at the backs of Xuanshengmen and others in the distance, and talked about his purpose of coming here, saying: "Except for Xuanshengmen, the contact with the other sects is not smooth."

"As expected."

Fu Ji nodded, not surprised at all, and he would not think that he would have countless followers as soon as he climbed up.

"The sects I have contacted here are Zhangshui Pavilion, Changfeng Mansion, and Wukong Sect. There are still two who are hesitating. Time is limited. Yuzhen Sect will be handed over to you, and Hunxu Sect will be handed over to me. gone."

"Okay." Lu Qian nodded in agreement.

Next, Fu Ji stayed at Sanyangmen for two days, made an agreement with Xuanshengmen, and was ready to contact this heavyweight.

Jing Xue, if this person joins, the chance of success in the Siege of the Dragon Palace will increase by at least two levels.

Fu Ji took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and the seal characters jumped out from his fingertips. After being arranged and combined, they turned into a light mirror, with a graceful figure and a swaying dress.

As soon as the spiritual thought moved, it communicated with the light mirror, and a wave of fluctuations was emitted immediately, penetrating time and space, and a woman appeared in front of her eyes.

Covered in a palace skirt, her appearance is graceful and graceful, her eyes are like autumn water, the moment she appears, the brilliance in front of her eyes becomes brighter.

"But fellow Daoist Jing Xuejing from Jianmen?"

"Exactly."

The woman lifted her head slightly, her slender neck was extremely delicate, she took a look, and then said: "Fellow Daoist must be Fellow Daoist Fu Jifu."

"Yuxu Fuji, I met fellow Taoist."

Hearing the woman's words, Fu Ji smiled and saluted.

"I have long admired the name."

Jing Xue's beautiful eyes flashed, and there was an unimaginably powerful sword intent. Even though time and space were separated, Fu Ji could still feel a chill.

Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved, Fu Jiji turned his head, but his face remained calm, and after a brief exchange of greetings, he said straight away: "Fellow Taoists must have known about the matter of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and I have joined forces with several sects to break the situation , I don’t know if you are willing to help me?”

Jing Xue nodded, she was driven here by her master, isn't it for this reason.

"You want to be the leader?" Jing Xue went straight to the point.

"Yes." Fu Ji nodded, there is nothing to hide.

"In a few days, I will go to the Hunxu sect to discuss many matters with fellow daoists."

"Then I will wait for you." Jing Xue said.

"That `s a deal."

Fu Ji flexed his fingers a little, and scattered the light curtain. The scene in front of him was like broken glass fragments, eloquently, and in the end, it returned to silence.

……

Hunxu faction.

"This Fu Ji."

Jing Xue was meditating as she walked. When she contacted Fu Ji just now, the other party's self-confidence seemed to be inflated.

"Is there any hole card?"

Jing Xue thought about it for a while, but she had no idea, so she simply didn't want to think about it. When the time comes, it's enough to stay the same and respond to all changes. There is nothing that can't be solved with one sword. If it doesn't work, just two swords, three swords...

Having made a decision, Jing Xue gave an order, and the entire Hunxu Sect began to move, up and down, hanging lanterns and festoons, ready to welcome guests from afar.

……

At this time, the complete East China Sea Dragon Palace has not yet been built.

The blood-red rays of light permeated the surroundings, giving people a chilling aura.

Serene, sinister, and full of murderous intentions.

Yan Yuanjiang stood on the high platform, looking into the distance, frowning.

In his Dharma eyes, the Dragon Palace Zhouza has been wrapped in dense golden rings made of gold threads, and the rings are interlocked to form a large formation, which is impenetrable to wind and rain.

And above the nodes, there are many murderous intentions lurking.

The entire formation, like a living thing at this moment, is shrinking towards the center.

In every drop of sea water, there is a strong blood of gold and iron.

And at this time, there are bursts of clear light, auspiciousness, and green lotus blooming. On it, people in the heavens either hold magic swords, control magic weapons, or cast spells to attack the nodes of the formation.

At the same time, a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Dragon Clan also appeared from the node, resorting to means and refusing to give in to each other.

"Boom!!!"

The two forces collided, and the aftermath exploded, turning into a brilliance like fireworks.

"kill!"

"Kill the traitor!"

The people in the heavenly court shouted and killed each other, echoing each other, blossoming green energy, like a lotus flower, protecting the whole body.

The temperament is dusty, but between the shots, the air in the sea area is aroused, the thunder continues, and the offensive is fierce.

"Kill all the tengus!!"

Shrimp soldiers and crab generals are also not easy to mess with, so they sacrificed iron-blooded banners and waved them in the wind. On the banners, there are blood dragons with teeth and claws, like living creatures, speaking heavenly sounds.

Every time the blood dragon on the banner roared, everyone present could hear his heartbeat like a drum.

After hearing this, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Dragon Clan became imposing and full of energy.

But the people in the heavenly court felt dizzy and very uncomfortable when they heard this.

The two sides fought into a group, and the battle was very fierce.

It wasn't until five hours later that they were exhausted and the battle stopped.

Yan Yuanjiang saw all of this, and his brows were already wrinkled into knots.

Not long after, there were footsteps outside, and the middle-aged man walked hurriedly with a dignified expression.

"Senior brother."

Yan Yuanjiang saw it and greeted him.

"Brother, the Dragon Clan's offensive is getting more and more urgent."

The middle-aged man looked a bit bitter, sighed, and said: "Now we can only barely resist and delay the dragon's offensive. It's just that the opponent has the upper hand, and we have already begun to suffer casualties."

"Ah."

Yan Yuanjiang nodded, but he didn't feel much sadness. Instead, he asked, "Have all their 'Sky Spirits' been collected?"

"Only [-]%, and the remaining [-]%. Their heavenly spirits are already in tatters and cannot be revived in Tianchi."

Tianchi is the treasure of the Heavenly Court. It appeared in the Heavenly Court not long after the current emperor ascended the throne. The "Tianling" refined from the water of the Tianchi was worn on the body. Tianchi revived.

This is why they are so besieged by the Dragon Clan, but on the Heavenly Court side, the military spirit is as stable as an old dog.

Even the spirit of the sky has a chance of being damaged, but this chance is not enough to destroy the people of heaven here in Dragon Palace.

"I don't know what's going on with Fellow Daoist Fu?"

The middle-aged man recently watched his own people get injured or died one by one. Even though he knew that Tianling was the last insurance, he was still very anxious.

Now their hope of breaking the situation is that Fu Ji can lead the reinforcements in the fastest time, and then they should cooperate internally and externally to open up the situation.

"Fellow Daoist Fu rushes out, no matter what, at least Sanyangmen and some comrades who are close to the Heavenly Court can come to the rescue."

"Ah."

The middle-aged man nodded, then gritted his teeth, and said, "When the time comes, we must teach the Dragon Clan a harsh lesson."

He has really been holding back a lot of breath recently.

Yan Yuanjiang looked outside, thought for a while, and said, "But we still have to be prepared, in case rescue arrives late..."

Speaking of this, Yan Yuanjiang rarely showed a ferocious look on his face, and said: "When it really comes to that time, we will no longer have any scruples."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man nodded with a deep voice.

In such a situation, there is really no need to have any scruples.

They can build the Dragon Palace here, so naturally they will not lack the means to burn jade and stone together.

This is also considering that perhaps one day in the future when Dragon Palace will face life and death, this is also a last-ditch method, but Yan Yuanjiang never thought that he would use this method one day.

Although the power of this method is not complete because the Dragon Palace has not been fully built, but it is easy to take away the dragon clan and all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside.

At the same time, outside, the Dragon Clan set up a high platform, and someone was analyzing the current situation.

In the main hall, a graceful girl in a colorful dress danced on the smooth floor, with bells tied on her jade feet and ankles, tinkling.

Different from the dignified atmosphere of the Dragon Palace Heavenly Court, the scene here is much more lively, singing and dancing, very leisurely.

Qing Liao was sitting on the cloud couch with a smile on his face. After taking the great medicine that Hao Maoqiu brought, not only did his cultivation of Taoism recover completely, but it was also of great benefit to himself. The heart barrier that failed because of the broken mirror before was all gone. Faintly loosened.

Qing Liao looked outside, and there were layers and layers of prohibition arrays intertwined and densely packed, but there were many incomplete and potholes on them, and a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals were repairing them.

After looking at it, Qing Liao frowned, then stretched it out, and said, "Hao Mao, I see how the offensive has slowed down."

This time he didn't want to have any more accidents, he just wanted to beat him to death with a single stick, so he didn't go out to challenge alone to show off.

Thinking of the last time he was in the limelight and almost haunted himself, Qing Liao felt a palpitation, and even thought of that Fu Ji, the guy who made him lose face, and even thought of it, it gave him a headache.

"Your Majesty."

Hao Mao put down the wine glass, understood his lord's scruples, and said for the second time today: "People in the heavens should not be underestimated. The more we get to this time, the more we must move forward steadily, and we must prevent them from jumping over the wall in a hurry. I think this generation There must be a last resort, so we should take it step by step, like boiling frogs in warm water, exhausting their energy little by little, so that they finally lose their strength, and there will be no moths in their jumps."

"Ah."

Hearing what his confidant said, Qing Liao nodded, feeling relieved that this wave is definitely going to be stable.

(End of this chapter)