Chapter 82 Chapter 82 I serve the heaven and earth, and my soul returns...
Wu Chan placed everyone in the Wu clan's ancestral cemetery, of course not just for the convenience of digging up ancestral tombs and magic tools here.
There is another important reason. The bones of the witch clan are the most sacred, and there are generations of magic arrays to block external interference, so that the witches in Lingshan will not raise their own corpses when practicing magic.
The entire Lingshan Mountain is under the control of Wu Jiang, except for the cemetery which Wu Jiang cannot monitor at all times.
But now that Wu Chan had finished her explanation, she wanted everyone to practice the silk book magic. This place was not a good place either, with graves everywhere.
This was easy to do. She placed everyone in the bronze coffin. There was a lot of space inside and they could practice freely.
Moreover, Wu Chan cast a spell to slow down the flow of time in the bronze coffin, thus gaining several times more practice time.
"I also cannot be distracted all the time. You can practice without worry. It is very safe here." Wu Chan instructed, "Every once in a while, I will attach myself to the body of Qiongqi, and it will stay here with you."
Wu Chan was very cautious and followed the details step by step to avoid any problems. She also did not reveal which other Wus besides her had secretly retained their consciousness - Bai Lu felt that there must be some masters.
For example, this technique of controlling the flow of time was clearly a technique that another witch clan member was good at when they fought against them before, but everyone tacitly did not ask any questions.
"Cousin, do we need to feed the tiger?" Bai Lu raised her hand and asked, "Also, do we need to comb its fur?"
"Nothing, don't worry about it." Wu Chan thought about it and said, "This guy is tough and doesn't respond to soft words. Don't be polite to him. The more harshly you speak to him, the more obedient he will be."
Yes, this Qiongqi’s habit is to like bad people. Bai Lu had heard before that Qiongqi likes bad people and hates good people, but after listening to cousin Wu Chan’s explanation, it seems to be similar to bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Wu Chan had already left, and the light in Qiongqi's eyes gradually dissipated and became clear, with the faces of the righteous monks reflected in his eyes.
Qiongqi growled, and his clear eyes turned evil. He looked at each of them, sizing them up and baring his teeth.
But no one is afraid of it now.
"Haha, so Qiongqi should like Youyue the most." Ning Yanhu said to Youyue, "Let it sit down and try."
You Yue rolled his eyes. What did this mean? Did he mean he was not a good person?
Yan Changming said unhappily: "I am a demon cultivator. If Qiongqi wants to get close to you, he should get close to me." Why doesn't anyone take him seriously?
Everyone: “…”
Bai Lu couldn't help laughing out loud, and when she saw Yan Changming's angry look, she covered her mouth and said, "I'm sorry, Boss Yan."
Yan Changming was so angry that the magic patterns on his face became brighter. He simply bent down and said to Qiongqi: "Come here!"
Qiongqi looked at him with disdain and walked away.
Yan Changming: "...This Qiongqi's blood may not be very pure."
"Roar!" Qiongqi opened its bloody mouth and flapped its wings twice, as if to refute Yan Changming's words: Your blood is impure.
“Hahahaha! Let me try.” You Yue gathered his emotions, cursed twice to catch his breath, and then said in an imperative tone, “Squat down.”
Qiongqi glanced at You Yue with contempt.
You Yue was not angry. He just smiled and launched a surprise attack!
However, Qiongqi was extremely fast and avoided the attack with a flap of its wings. Although You Yue failed to hit him, Qiongqi did respect him more.
"?" Yan Changming looked at You Yue in shock. He was too shameless. He actually launched a sneak attack just to gain the respect of Qiongqi.
Qiongqi fell to the ground again, and only heard a laugh in his ear: "Hahaha."
When it turned around, it saw the green-eyed wizard who was about to touch it. Its big paw misstepped and it took two steps back, fearfully avoiding it.
"..." Bai Lu said with a dark face, "What do you mean? Can't I touch you?"
What's the point of hiding from him? Is he as bad as You Yue?
"Hey, explain it clearly. You scared me before, but I didn't say anything." Bai Lu wanted to step forward and argue.
Qiongqi: ...The last time I scared you, wasn't it because you scared me first?
The Nuo beast dodged with its eyes flickering. It was not an ordinary beast, but the evil Qiongqi. It even saw Bai Lu secretly collecting its hair!
Qiongqi nodded towards their magic weapons, urging them to stop playing around and go practice.
"You wait..." Bai Lu muttered to herself as she took the magic weapon to practice her magic.
This witch technique is somewhere between a sorcery technique and an array formation, and also requires cooperation from everyone. It is not like most array formations where each person is responsible for a part. Instead, everyone needs to integrate the technique, practice together, and then work together to perform it.
The advantage of this is that everyone is like the center of the formation, reducing the risk of being counterattacked, but it also requires tacit understanding.
Bai Lu has many clever ideas and thought of a way to improve tacit understanding: "I will use vines to connect everyone, and then we can cast spells together."
Everyone said that this was a good idea, and that they no longer had to worry about the lack of synchronization. They started practicing in groups of three or four, each taking one of the corners.
Bai Lu naturally sat with Huo Xuexiang, concentrating and practicing the magic repeatedly.
Do it over and over again until you have mastered it, then practice using the vines with others to increase your rapport.
Everyone was still sitting at different angles, but the dense vines connected everyone, transmitting the resonance of the spell to them.
With the help of plants, the efficiency of practice doubled, and gradually, the breathing became synchronized.
Wu Chan also came to see them several times and gave them instructions on how to perform magic until she said, "You are almost ready. I will come again at midnight tonight and take you there."
After saying that, Wu Chan went offline again.
Bai Lu was a little nervous, as if she was facing an important exam. Although she had already mastered the technique by heart, she couldn't help but practice it in her mind.
It was very dark in the bronze coffin. Bai Lu could not help but quietly hold Huo Xuexiang's hand. Noticing that Huo Xuexiang was holding it, she leaned forward, put her chin on Huo Xuexiang's shoulder, put her arms around him, and hung her whole body on him. Their breaths were entangled together and there seemed to be a sense of security.
Huo Xuexiang sniffed the warm fragrance. He was usually indifferent to a battle, but at this moment he actually felt a little worried.
Bai Lu gradually softened on his body, but he suddenly tensed up, because all this not only concerned the lives of all living beings in the world, but also concerned Bai Lu's future.
Ning Yanhu walked to this corner with the sound of light footsteps: "Uncle Master, Junior Brother..."
The figures in the darkness were clear, and the postures of the two people were clearly revealed.
"!" Bai Lu suddenly opened her eyes.
Oops, the senior sister saw it. She would definitely guess what he was doing with this posture. He originally wanted to find a solemn occasion to make it public.
Ning Yanhu looked at them expressionlessly. Oh, leaning against each other, that's normal. She said as if nothing had happened, "We're about to leave, have some tea."
"...Oh." Bai Lu looked at the senior sister suspiciously, and then turned suspicious to herself. I didn't scare the senior sister?
Ning Yanhu looked at him questioningly, "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing." Bai Lu touched her face in confusion, and finally came to the conclusion: It's definitely not that we were too close in the past, but that the senior sister was too slow!
…
As midnight approaches, everyone drinks tea instead of wine and raises their glasses together.
Ning Yanhu raised his glass and said, "I am going to lift the altar and rise to the sky. I feel honored to be able to do this feat with you fellows. Please!"
"Please!" Everyone raised their glasses and drank.
"...Please, please, please." Bai Lu was slow to respond and took a big sip of tea. Speechless, he thought everyone would say something cultured, but it was just one word.
At the same time, the tiger's pupils turned dark red again. Wu Chan descended again in the body of Qiongqi, looked around, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
She moved her paw, and a mask and robes appeared out of thin air. It was the plain wooden mask that everyone had seen before.
Yan Changming felt a toothache when he saw this thing. He still remembered the feeling of this thing almost growing into his flesh.
"Put on the masks, I will cast a spell and you will look like the walking corpses of the witch tribe. Then you can take the crystals to replace the ones on the altar. Remember, you must gather and set up the formation at the position of Dou Su. This is the vital point of the formation. In this way, other witch tribes will not be able to attack you at will, otherwise it will destroy the star formation."
Everyone nodded, put on their masks and robes, and now they looked like the walking dead of the witch clan.
Bai Lu wrapped the magic bell around her waist, making sure it was not exposed. Although there were no holes in the mask, it was strange that one could see outside through it. It was estimated that other witches usually saw things in the same way.
Looking around, everyone looks exactly the same after changing their clothes. I guess the mask also serves the purpose of concealing their appearance.
The masked people who were exactly the same stood together, like wholesale puppets, and walked out of the witch clan cemetery with crystals in their hands.
Under the low-hanging sky, Lingshan was silent except for the muttering of chants coming from the altar in the valley, which spread out like ripples. Every vibration of the spell seemed to make the air colder.
This is not purely cold, but it carries with it a deathly silence and desolation.
Bai Lu stood in the middle of the queue, holding her breath and looking over secretly. Layer after layer of densely packed witches were standing facing the altar, all concentrating on running the formation.
They look even more like puppets than they do.
The star array exudes an ancient atmosphere, and the tremendous power within it is enough to subvert the human world... Bai Lu took a deep breath.
Following the rehearsed movements, Bai Lu replaced the altar materials. Standing there and looking at it, the tall witch in the center of the formation was indeed a little different from the others.
Compared to other witches, the Great Witch is taller and has a majestic aura that can freeze people's souls.
On the scarlet mask covering his face, where his eyes were were two points of dark light so deep that it almost swallowed up all light, and he stared at everything in the formation without any emotion.
She was wearing dark gloves, and only the hand holding the silk book was visible, with a small piece of bone exposed at the wrist, revealing her identity as a deceased person and announcing that this body had transcended life and death and walked from the underworld to the human world.
Bai Lu only took a glance and felt her breathing stagnate slightly. She didn't dare to look any longer, so she quickly withdrew her gaze and walked away along the path in a daze.
When approaching the position of Douxiu, Bai Lu quickly took position and drew out the magic bell!
The vines spread from the ground, silently connecting every monk.
Dozens of cultivators each held a witch clan magic weapon, stimulated the witch power contained in it, felt the resonance from the vines, and performed spells at the same time.
The magic weapon glowed, and everyone chanted the spell at the same time: "The boundless ghosts, guided by the stars, chased the three souls to the underworld..."
"Ding Ding..." A series of clear magic bell sounds spread far in the night, accompanied by low spells, interweaving together to break the harmony in front of the eyes, and the two spells collided in one.
The witches wearing brightly colored masks also looked over together, glaring at these uninvited guests who had arrived again.
The magic bell vibrated automatically without wind, and the frequency of vibration became faster and faster. The light emitted by the magic weapon gathered in one place and suddenly shot straight towards the great witch in the formation!
Wu Jiangyuan was concentrating on maintaining the formation. His body was shaking, causing the runes controlling the rotation to stop for a moment, as if his body was suddenly pulled.
Everyone was delighted to see it, thinking it was effective.
At the center of the altar, Wu Jiang looked down at his trembling body, then slowly raised his head. Two points of dim light coldly locked onto the direction of the formation, and there was no panic in his eyes.
Wu Jiang gently spread out her hands, and her soul settled there as if taking root. Golden runes wrapped around her body and locked it.
Wu Jiang is a leader among the Wu clan and is also proficient in this kind of magic. How difficult would it be to send her away?
Wu Jiang didn't even have to step out of the altar, he just smiled softly: "Haha..."
In an instant, the mighty wizard's power burst out and spread out like a raging storm!
Bai Lu only felt an invisible huge force coming at him. There was no way to avoid it, he could only bear it. Even with his current strong body at the Patrol Sky Realm, his chest actually shook violently, his throat felt fishy, and he could hardly speak again.
Everyone continued to chant the spell and perform the magic under pressure, but the pressure just now was just a prelude to the witch's magic.
A large amount of spiritual energy gathered in the low sky, like a raging thunderstorm.
The raging spiritual energy locked onto the monks, and they had no choice but to activate their defensive magic weapons while continuing to chant spells.
Logically speaking, this is the critical moment in the operation of the Star Array. Wu Jiang should focus his main attention on presiding over the array and can only devote part of his strength.
But no one expected that only part of the power would be so terrifying, and even this was Wu Jiang who was simultaneously countering their magic to send back the soul. It was hard to imagine how powerful Wu Jiang would be in the ancient times when he was in his prime.
"Get up." Wu Jiang said, her voice ethereal and vague.
Bai Lu looked down and saw cracks in the ground, with thick Netherworld air gushing out. Bai Lu was already very familiar with this after the border battle.
Elite ghosts crawled out of the cracks, wearing tattered robes and rushing towards the monks with strong resentment.
Wu Jiang snapped his fingers, and golden runes surged in, wrapping around the bodies of the ghosts and monsters, actually increasing their strength.
At the same time, a mighty spiritual force descended from the sky—
Because the position of Douxiu was related to the star formation, Wu Jiang did not want to harm it, so she controlled her power and directed it towards several cultivators who she identified as the core of the formation.
Cheng Yunjun opened his arms, swept away the ghosts and monsters while raising his body, and took on several huge forces in the air in the posture of a tree man!
With a loud bang, Cheng Yunjun's body was almost completely split in half.
Bai Lu was still chanting spells and took a look anxiously, but could not go forward. She could only summon her staff and circle around the emperor to keep ghosts and monsters away.
Fortunately, the Wood Clan has strong vitality. Cheng Yunjun put himself together with his hands, and grabbed the vines on the ground to tie up his split body tightly, and wait for it to grow back.
Wu Jiang's next wave of attack was coming. The Netherworld aura that spread in the air swirled and gathered, shooting towards him like a howling wind blade.
Wu Jiang was still far away, but he hooked his fingers and the space between him and the crowd seemed to be folded, trying to snatch the magic bell from Bai Lu.
Bai Lu almost let go of the vine, and hurriedly grabbed it tightly, and all the vines were wrapped around it, so he was not hit. At the same time, he heard Ning Yanhu's voice.
No, that was not what Ning Yanhu said. She was also reciting the spell, but she used the sound transmission technique to let the content float in everyone's sea of consciousness and resound: "The more the Great Witch attacks our magic weapon, the more it shows that we are doing the right thing. We are strong on the outside but weak on the inside. This is the best way to send the Great Witch away!"
Everyone was excited.
Sure enough, Wu Jiang didn't even bother to look for the non-existent center of the formation. He summoned more dark winds, and hundreds of sharp dark winds whistled and attacked indiscriminately.
But one could see that Wu Jiang's body was shaking again, as if she was being sucked into a certain space and was trying to return to where she came from.
The white dew stimulated a large amount of vitality, and the roots spread from underground to Wu Jiang's feet. They emerged from the ground and trapped her in place like a chain, making her unable to move.
This is the nature of the wood of the common ash tree. In the past, there was a great witch who used the wood of the common ash tree to kill ghosts. The witch Jiang was already a non-human being, but it was also effective.
and……
The Green Emperor's jade shone brightly for an instant. Even though Wu Jiang was a great witch from ancient times, this was the power of the Green Emperor!
In Huo Xuexiang's hand was a bronze bone dagger, which also came from the witch clan cemetery. He held the sword without moving, like a patient hunter holding his breath and waiting for the opportunity.
At this moment, the Mokong Sword was unsheathed from Huo Xuexiang's waist, and it swung for dozens of miles. The bright sword light cleared away all the ghosts and evil winds!
The long sword continued to move forward, piercing straight into the altar and piercing into the palm of the great wizard.
"Ah!!" Wu Jiang let out an inhuman howl of pain. Even though only dry bones were left, he could not withstand the blow of the Mokong Sword. He burst into pieces under the mighty sword intent, and the silk book fell to the ground from his hand. His body twisted and hunched over.
The magic bell vibrated, and the call from the hidden place became more intense and powerful. Wu Jiang arched his back, and his empty sacrificial robe shrank into one place, as if his whole body was about to be swallowed up into a certain space.
There was a flickering light in the mask, leaping with unwillingness.
The Mokong Sword was still nailed in Wu Jiang's hand, transmitting terrifying power and expelling the great witch.
Wu Jiang opened her other hand and ordered the other Wu tribes to attack regardless of everything! Even if this would damage the formation, she would not hesitate, otherwise she might really have to go back to where she came from.
At this moment, Wu Chan could no longer bear it, and she only needed one last blow! She had to help!
Wu Chan said sternly: "Do it."
Suddenly, several lights appeared among a group of puppet-like witches, and then more appeared. A total of more than ten witches put down their silk books, raised their heads, and attacked Wu Jiang together.
Presumably, these are the only remaining hidden witches with their own consciousness after Wu Jiang purged the witches.
The witch power condensed, and the brilliant light pounced towards Wu Jiang fiercely, making up for the last lack of strength and submerging his tall body!
Gradually, the runes in the sky seemed to solidify, and the puppet-like witches stopped moving.
“…I serve the heaven and earth, and my spirit returns!”
The last sentence of the spell was finished and the magic was completed. Bai Lu consumed a lot of spiritual energy and stared nonchalantly at the place where the light was shining brightly on the altar.
After a few breaths, the light gradually faded...
On the empty altar, only a silk book and a sword were left, and Wu Jiang's figure was no longer there.
The Mokong Sword made a slight sound and returned to Huo Xuexiang's hand.
"Sent it back?" You Yue asked tentatively.
Wu Chan's body almost went limp, and she held onto the stone pillar in front of her that was engraved with runes. "It's done, the spell is complete, and the witch has been sent away."
Although most of my people were still in a state of confusion, probably because the spell to control the soul had not yet been unlocked, Wu Chan found the silk book of the control spell and said loudly: "Next, release the rest of my people, and we can end the formation together."
Everything is over.
After Wu Chan's confirmation, the monks almost cheered, ecstasy surging in their hearts, that was great!
Bai Lu also relaxed her body and wanted to celebrate with her master. Her eyes swept across the stagnant formation in the air.
Take a look, what a powerful formation.
Take another look…
So stable, so motionless.
Bai Lu suddenly felt something strange in her heart, "Master, look at this formation..."
Huo Xuexiang looked at the stars and clouds in the sky that had stopped spinning, and after a moment, he frowned slightly.
"Uncle Master, Junior Brother, what are you still doing?" Ning Yanhu called out with a smile, wanting to invite them to celebrate together.
But the next moment, Huo Xuexiang suddenly threw his sword into the air.
The Mokong Sword streaked across the low night sky like a meteor, creating a crack as if a huge curtain was torn apart.
The night sky twisted slightly, and then, like countless bubbles bursting, the scene in the sky changed, and the originally stagnant star power began to move again, dragging strands of light -
Everyone was stunned.
this……
Bai Lu felt a chill in her heart and slowly turned her head, only to see a staff made of bones standing in the center of the originally empty altar.
The cold and gloomy air spread, Bai Lu felt it inexplicably and looked up.
On the top of a mountain on one side, there was a solitary cliff with a figure floating in the air. Wu Jiang silently looked down at all living beings with two points of light in his eyes.
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