Chapter 73 Dispelling the Formation
He understood what his father was saying, but the essence of the matter was a bit more complicated.
It could be said that Qingjue was his only friend, but he really didn't want to easily trust the Demonic Cult members, even though this could very well involve the safety of the entire cultivation world.
With three lines intertwined, no one's mind would remain calm.
So the head of the Yun family sent his son to rest, and he would handle the rest of the household affairs.
On the other side, Qingjue moved very quickly, swiftly checking all his positions and finding no signs of formations or buildings.
News also came from Jie Zhoujian and Aju that the situation was the same on their end.
It seems that Jingge is located at the third point, the place where Ruan Linglai, Yan Shiqun, and Wen Tianyu went.
However, that location is relatively far away, and they probably haven't arrived yet.
Qingjue first sent a message, and then told Jiezhou and Aju to head in that direction and check along the way for any other places they might have left behind.
Wen Tianyu and his two companions arrived at the destination a little later than the others. After landing, they did not find anything unusual.
Wen Tianyu explained to his senior and junior sisters who didn't know much about this: "It can't be seen with the naked eye. We need to check the formation and spiritual energy fluctuations. Although Jingge is the only Wen family building that still exists, it has been hundreds of years since then, so we need to be extra careful."
Both Qingjue and Jiezhoujian are experts in this area, so they should be able to quickly pinpoint the other two locations.
Wen Tianyu is also quite knowledgeable about formations, and with the assistance of Ruan Linglai and Yan Shiqun, it shouldn't be too difficult in theory.
But at this moment, Yan Shiqun's expression hardened, and he reached out to block the two of them: "There are people here, be careful."
Ruan Linglai also instantly became alert and drew her sword, Jue Xian: "In such a remote place, there are actually people? Are they also cultivators?"
Yan Shiqun said, "I can sense that he is not an ordinary person, but I don't know his specific cultivation level."
Wen Tianyu took out several talismans and a string of Buddhist beads from his Qiankun bag: "I need a quarter of an hour without being disturbed. Ayan Linglai, I'm leaving you with you."
Ruan Linglai and Yan Shiqun stood one after the other. Ruan Linglai said, "Don't worry, even if we encounter a strong enemy, we can hold out until Master and get here."
Yan Shiqun: "You silly girl, can you please stop saying such unlucky things?"
"That's called being prepared for a rainy day."
Yan Shiqun frowned: "Stop feeding the fish. Watch out, they're coming closer."
Wen Tianyu set up the formation, and the beads of his Buddhist prayer beads scattered, each bead serving as a corner of the formation. He sat in the center of the barrier, and the surrounding hillsides with him as the center appeared calm and peaceful.
"Hmph," Yan Shiqun sneered, waving his hand, and the beacon fire burned away the surrounding vegetation, revealing several faces hidden behind the fish: "Why hide like this? Why not fight head-on?"
Ruan Linglai used silver threads to probe the way from the other side, directly entangled the person hiding behind and dragged them out.
“You don’t seem to have high cultivation levels,” Ruan Linglai tilted her head and pointed her sword at the man. “What are you doing here?”
The others wanted to run, but Yan Shiqun looked up and the surroundings were sealed off by the burning fire.
The servant who was tied up and pointed at by Ruan Linglai was almost scared to death. Although he had never heard of the heroic deeds of these people, just by looking at their formation, he knew that they were no match for them.
He could only stammer, "We...we just happened to be passing by. Please, heroine, have mercy!"
Ruan Linglai: "Who would believe such a coincidence? The equipment you're wearing doesn't look like that of ordinary people. The ambush location must have been planned. What are you waiting for by guarding this place?"
Before she could finish speaking and before the servant could answer anything, Ruan Linglai suddenly turned around, her string flying out of her hand with incredible speed, piercing the air with pinpoint accuracy.
With a crisp sound of impact, upon closer inspection, it turned out that a tiny silver needle, barely visible to the naked eye, had flown out of the air and was aimed at Wen Tianyu.
Yan Shiqun tilted his head slightly and said, "Oh? This is what you meant by 'passing by'?"
The fire surrounding the area burned even brighter. One brave soul, defying all superstition, tried to force his way out, but upon touching the flames, he instantly turned to ashes. A second later, not even ashes remained.
Only then did the group truly begin to panic and completely abandon any ulterior motives.
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Tianyu got up, took back the beads, and rubbed them in his palm for a couple of seconds.
Turning around, he found that his two fellow disciples had already tied the menacing intruder together.
Wen Tianyu nodded to them. With years of tacit understanding, they could understand with just a glance that this was the location of Jingge.
The commotion Yan Shiqun just made should have been felt within a ten-mile radius. Master and the others must be heading this way, and they might even scare away those overconfident visitors.
Ruan Linglai turned around and asked, "So you're just here to rob tombs?"
"Yes, yes, esteemed heroes, we were truly blind to your greatness, but we did not kill anyone, our crime is not so serious, please spare our lives."
Wen Tianyu stepped forward and asked, "How long have you been doing this?"
"Young hero, it's been about seven or eight years..."
This small gang made a living by tomb raiding, selling the looted treasures at high prices to make dirty money.
They don't usually frequent Beishan, but in recent years they've traveled all over the country, seeing all sorts of valuable things and places. They heard that Beishan has various unique products, so they came to take a look.
Although this small group wasn't highly skilled, they had quite a lot of valuable items. After all, they were experienced in this business, and without some rare treasures, how could they survive in the cultivation world?
Take the silver needle from earlier, for example. It was a top-notch hidden weapon, but who knew that Ruan Linglai would knock it down in a second?
"You flatter me, you flatter me. Unfortunately, one of my younger brothers is a master of hidden weapons. Your little skills are no match for him."
This is also the experience and reaction she has gained from years of fighting against this group of geniuses who each have their own unique talents.
They also honestly admitted that they had recently obtained a magical artifact for finding lost items, which indicated that the spiritual energy here was particularly abundant. They thought it might be the tomb of some immortal, probably containing many magical treasures. If they could dig it up, wouldn't they be rich? That's why they came here.
It seems unclear whether the war that occurred in Beishan and the massacre of the Wen family were simply seen as a treasure trove.
In the end, they handed over all the stolen goods they had on them, leaving only their clothes on. Wen Tianyu ordered them never to go near Beishan again, and told them that if they did not change their ways, they should pray that they would never run into them again in their lives.
A group of people, carrying some cloth, slunk away. After running a few steps, they saw a white-robed immortal walking towards them, his aura unfathomable. They thought to themselves, "We've really run into a ghost today. Why do all these people look more and more terrifying than the last?"
A group of people ran away in a hurry. Qingjue casually flipped one of them over, reached out and pulled him towards her, grabbing him by the collar.
What just happened?
"...This...this..." the servant who was being held captive said, "We...we were tomb raiders...we just happened to be passing by and didn't recognize you, so we were captured by these chivalrous men...we really have nothing left, we gave them everything, we have nothing left!"
Qingjue released him and could roughly guess what had just happened. Hearing Tianyu's message, it was indeed not something urgent.
However, tomb raiding is not a respectable act, especially since he had raided his apprentice's home.
Qingjue casually crippled their cultivation, saying, "If you do such petty theft again, it won't just be your cultivation that gets crippled."
Faced with this calamity, everyone considered themselves unlucky, and were already grateful to have escaped with their lives. The group ran away without looking back, fearing that they might encounter some untouchable opponent in the next second.
This delay caused him to arrive late, and when he got there, he found that Jie Zhoujian and Aju had already arrived from the other side.
Ruan Linglai: "Master, we just encountered...!"
"I understand. I ran into them just now."
Ruan Linglai said, "Master ran into them? That's great! Did you beat them up again? I regret letting them go. I should have punched them a couple more times."
"Don't worry, they probably won't be doing this anymore," Qingjue said casually as he walked over. "How about it? Any signs of Jingge here?"
“Reporting to Master, Jing Pavilion is located here,” Wen Tianyu said. “Senior Brother Jie is assisting with the formation. To break the formation, we will need to spend some time studying it.”
The Qingjue method of breaking formations is always violent, and it is not applicable this time, so he felt at ease to hand it over to his disciples, treating it as a training exercise.
Similarly, Yan Shiqun, who was also skilled at brute force to break formations, was not allowed to participate.
Every brick and tile of Jingge is an antique; it would be terrible if it were damaged during the process.
Yan Shiqun snorted: "This work clearly has a sense of proportion."
Qingjue sat down next to him and laughed: "Haha, what if Xiaoyan accidentally burns something because of a cough?"
"How is that possible? My control over the Burning Fire is now even better than it was back then."
Even with that scene just now, he didn't lose his temper.
It has indeed been a long time since I've seen the blood lotus pattern on Yan Shiqun's forehead. Qingjue remembers that when he was a child, he would often almost lose control, but every time he was slapped back down by Jie Zhoujian.
This film gave this guy a psychological trauma that lasted for over a decade.
Qingjue chose to skip the topic, unaware of his sadness, and said, "I am really curious, what will Jingge look like?"
Originally, Qingjue didn't feel anything strange, but upon arriving here and actually seeing Jingge rise from the ground, a strange and inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.
Something from hundreds of years ago is about to reappear in the world; he probably feels both anticipation and disbelief.
Yan Shiqun seemed oblivious to the romance: "It's just like any other building, except that a lot of things are preserved inside."
Qingjue smiled but didn't refute him, because what he said did make some sense.
The others finished setting up the formation in no time, and Wen Tianyu took out his token and placed it at the core of the formation.
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