Gray clouds covered the sky. An oval-shaped "sun" was suspended in the sky. Purple-brown light spread out from the "sun", and all the mountains and rivers below were covered in purple.
The trees swayed and the leaves fell silently.
Insects moved silently through the soil. In the area illuminated by the purple light, the sound seemed to be erased, turning it into a silent painting.
The main gate of the Qionghua Sect is directly below the purple light.
This Taoist sect that once dominated the southwest seemed to be a different person at this moment. The spiritual energy surrounding the sect was completely cleared, and even the disciples were restricted to the mountain and were not allowed to go out. The surroundings of the sect were full of Silent Valley masters wearing white clothes. There were not many of them, but each of them was very powerful.
Under the purple sun, a Taoist with loose hair was sitting there.
He closed his eyes tightly, and strands of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye were drawn from the earth veins and merged into his body. He then transformed it into spiritual fire and hit the spiritual sword in front of him.
The spiritual energy absorbed was all accumulated in the Qionghua Sect's earth veins. This spiritual energy was originally used to nourish the entire sect, but now it has all been intercepted by the Taoist and turned into consumption for his weapon refining.
call.
Dark clouds rolled in and a strong wind suddenly blew from below.
The Taoist priest who was sitting cross-legged and refining weapons had his clothes blown up, as did his hair, and his completely trapped spiritual energy began to fluctuate slightly.
The Taoist opened his eyes and frowned.
"Master."
A figure quickly appeared beside the Taoist priest and bowed to him respectfully. Figures from other directions also appeared one after another, a total of five people, including the Taoist priest in the middle, a total of six.
"Are there any outsiders entering the formation?"
"No."
The five disciples immediately responded.
These people are all the core of Silent Valley. Except for the most central Silent Taoist, the remaining five are also the deputy valley masters of Silent Valley. Unlike other sects, all the masters of Silent Valley were trained by Silent Taoist, and everyone in the valley is his apprentice.
This time, when he came to the Qionghua Sect to seek revenge, Taoist Wusheng mobilized all the masters above the Spiritualization Realm in the sect and set up a sixth-level Heaven-Sealing and Earth-Locking Formation outside the Qionghua Sect. He planned to use this formation to take back the Dao that he lost during the "Borrowing the Ancients".
"Be careful and notify me immediately if you see anything wrong."
The Silent Taoist gave a reminder.
Although his physical body had recovered to its peak state, Chen Luo had left such a deep impression on him that if it was not related to the opportunity of achieving unity with the Dao, he would never have provoked this man under any circumstances.
"yes."
Although the five disciples were puzzled, they still responded respectfully out of trust in Taoist Wusheng.
call!!
Another strong wind blew.
The silent Taoist, who was about to dismiss his disciples, stopped refining the spiritual weapon in his hand and stood up. He spread his consciousness and searched carefully.
Nothing was found.
"Master?"
The leading disciple asked with a puzzled look on his face.
As the master of the Silent Valley, the strongest person who had the best chance of entering the Hedao realm in the Corpse Immortal Dao era, the prestige of the Silent Dao master in the valley was beyond all others. When they attacked the Star Gate, almost no one in the valley opposed it, and afterwards, it proved the methods of their master.
"Where did the wind just now come from?"
In the Sealing Array, all spiritual energy is under their control. Theoretically, there should be no wind beyond their control.
"wind?"
Several people looked at the people around them blankly. After a round of inspection, their gazes fell back on the Silent Taoist.
"There was no wind just now."
The person who spoke this time was a woman, wearing a black and red tights, with fair skin and delicate features. The aura she exuded was out of tune with the people around her. This woman was Jinxi, the second disciple of Wusheng Taoist, and the strongest person in Wusheng Valley besides the Valley Master.
"No wind?"
Taoist Wusheng looked at Jinxi, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious.
"You guys didn't sense it either?"
He glanced past the second disciple and looked at the other disciples, but the answers he got were all the same, which made his heart sink.
Ignoring the disciples, Taoist Silent flew away from his original position and began searching around.
After a moment, he returned to the starting point.
Everything in the formation was normal, and there were no errors in the nodes and spirit stones. This result made Wusheng Daoist slightly relieved. However, he still told several disciples to pay more attention and inform him as soon as they saw outsiders.
After several disciples left, Taoist Wusheng lost interest in refining weapons.
Putting away the spirit sword in front of him, he waved his hand and released Zi Tianji, Le Qingzhu and others. Four spirit shadows appeared around him. These people were the four people of Zi Tianji who had come with Chen Luo to "borrow the ancients".
Among the four people, Mu Jianyu's soul is the weakest.
Her life span had already reached its limit, and she came back early just to say goodbye to her senior brother Gu Hedao. She didn't want to meet Wusheng Daoist outside the door and become his prisoner.
"The Master you are talking about"
Before he finished speaking, another gust of wind blew by his side. This time, the silent Taoist caught a glimpse of hidden aura, and he stood up suddenly and looked in the direction where the wind was blowing.
"who?!!"
The void was pitch black, and no one responded.
The Silent Taoist's consciousness swept over again and again, but the result was always the same. There was nothing in the direction of the wind except rocks. This result gave him a bad feeling.
"I told you not to seek death a long time ago, but you didn't listen."
Seeing this, Zi Tianji showed a gloating expression. He had a vague guess in his heart that Chen Luo should have returned recently.
"Jinxi, is there anything unusual over there?"
Taoist Wusheng ignored Zi Tianji's ridicule and quickly sent a message to the second disciple who was closest to him. The second disciple Jinxi was in charge of the second important node of the formation. If the node was destroyed, the power of the formation would be greatly reduced, and all his arrangements would be disrupted. He would never allow this situation.
A lion needs to use all its strength to catch a rabbit.
What's more, the enemy he has to deal with is not much weaker than him. If he wants to win, he must use all the advantages he can calculate. It would be best to catch him off guard like Chen Luo did eight thousand years ago.
This is what Silent Taoist planned. He wanted to retaliate using the same method and take back his own "Tao".
"No."
After waiting for a while, the familiar voice of the second disciple was heard, which made Taoist Wusheng feel relieved. As long as there was no problem with the formation, he could take the initiative. At that time, he just had to wait for the enemy to come to him, and he could take the initiative.
"wrong!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Wusheng felt something was wrong!
Wrong direction!
The person just now was not Jinxi.
The silent Taoist suddenly raised his hand, and a circle of light exploded from his palm. The oval "sun" in the sky dimmed for a moment, and all the spiritual energy around was drawn to him. A huge hand that covered the sky and the sun slapped in the direction where the sound came from.
The surrounding scenery was irregularly distorted by this palm. The spiritual energy that was compressed to the extreme was like water ripples, rippling in all directions, and the soil layer rose up, bringing up gravel all over the sky.
The spiritual energy in the attacked area solidified into substance, freezing everything there and cutting off the enemy's possibility of escape.
"The reaction was quite quick, but it was useless."
A familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the magical power he released froze in mid-air. The distorted spiritual energy and the escaping air waves flowed back in an incredible way. Even the broken ground returned to its original state, the rubble returned to the ground, and the soil became flat again.
A translucent figure walked out from the side, and Zi Tianji and the other four people came behind him without knowing when.
"It's you!"
The silent Taoist's pupils shrank.
This person was none other than the immortal cultivator who had sent him back eight thousand years ago. The situation was the same as when they met eight thousand years ago. This time he still did not see clearly how the other party appeared.
The sealing formation that had been set up for decades now looked like a joke.
"You made a breakthrough?"
The voice of the Silent Taoist was a little hoarse. He found that the Tao in the air had lost its effect at some point, and only the Taoist monks could do this.
Because the power of a Hedao cultivator belongs to himself, which is completely different from those who borrow external forces.
"Correct answer, but unfortunately, there is no reward."
Chen Luo's eyes were calm. He raised his hand gently, and a spark of light gathered at his fingertips.
Compared with the Silent Taoist's terrifying magical powers, Chen Luo's finger looked extremely ordinary, like an ordinary person who did not have any magical powers.
The Taoist Wusheng's eyes were red.
The state of harmony!
This was supposed to be his chance! After thousands of years of preparation, it was all for nothing. How could he accept this?
BANG!!
The Silent Taoist's head exploded.
The headless corpse shook twice and fell from the air. The scattered blood plasma was attracted by the spiritual energy and turned into a blood ball and scattered on the ground. The residual soul was directly dragged into it by the nine giants in the soul flag.
Chen Luo no longer wants the brain from the Corpse Immortal Dao era.
He was ahead of everyone in this era. Even the best people like Silent Taoist were no longer valuable to Chen Luo. If you want to pursue the path to immortality, you must find a more advanced brain.
Zi Tianji and others looked at the scene in a daze, unable to imagine that this headless corpse could be the Silent Taoist who had imprisoned them for decades, the Taoist leader who had sealed off the entire Qionghua Sect with his own strength.
"Have you really broken through to the Hedao realm?"
This time it was Mo Shanjun who spoke.
He and his disciple Le Qingzhu were simply unlucky. They went there on a trip but got nothing and were sent back. After returning, they fell into the hands of Taoist Wusheng within half a day and were imprisoned for more than 20 years. (End of this chapter)
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