Chapter 70: The Eighth Remaining Page: Heaven and Earth Take Shape - Fellow Daoist Bai Xiao? ...
"Wang Fengxu!"
"Wang Fengxu!"
Wang Fengxu was called back to his senses to see Long Zhu swinging a mop, swatting away several staggering generals. He stood up dazedly, his pounding heart finally slowing, and he breathed a sigh of relief with immense relief.
It’s an illusion…Master’s wife is not dead.
Long Zhu grabbed his collar and flew towards the woods ahead for dozens of miles. Wang Fengxu suddenly felt as if he had wings. Under his nose were bluestone bricks that were rapidly retreating, which made him dizzy.
"I didn't expect you to be quite skilled," Long Zhu recalled the pale blue yin-yang fish pattern. "You were the one who broke that illusion just now, weren't you?"
Wang Fengxu changed the subject: "You asked me about the ghost wall before. That illusion must be related to Wong Tai Sin."
"There's an ancient artifact in Qingcheng Mountain that can bewilder people, so the founder once invited the Yellow Immortal to suppress it. The Yellow Immortal loves to join in the fun, and during every martial arts competition, it frequently appears, playing tricks on people with its magic, but it's never caused any major problems..."
Wang Fengxu murmured, "I don't know why this year..."
Long Zhu suddenly stopped and threw him to the ground: "Maybe the person in front knows the answer to this question."
Wang Fengxu got up and looked up - the person in front of him turned around, her Taoist robe fluttering. It was his master's wife, Lingsu Taoist Wang Suqing.
Opposite her, a man was leaning against a tree trunk, with blood at the corner of his mouth, looking like he was seriously injured.
The man was wearing a wrinkled white shirt, with dark circles under his eyes and a depressed look. In his hand he was clutching a vermilion abacus, but a few beads were missing from it.
"That's..." Wang Fengxu's eyes widened: "Master's wife! Are you okay?"
Wang Suqing swept the whisk and glanced at him: "You kid, you made quite a noise just now."
Wang Fengxu looked around guiltily: "I don't know..."
Wang Suqing turned around and stared at the man in the shirt in front of him. "What kind of benefits did you promise that Yellow Immortal to help you sneak into Xuanjin Mountain? Could it be that you want to participate in the martial arts competition?"
She said slowly, "If I remember correctly, you've already left the Zhu League, Wen Caishen—Ying Si."
Ying Si took out a cigarette and bit into it. Without even lighting it, the tobacco burst into flames. He chuckled and said, "Master Lingsu has a good memory, but haven't you forgotten that fifty or sixty years ago, you and your brother owed our Lord Judge a debt? Meng Bujiu is dead, but you're still alive."
Wang Suqing's expression remained unchanged, and her tone was somewhat arrogant: "You are not qualified to collect my debt."
"That's true," Ying Si sighed, "but I'm also working for someone else, so I have to go through the motions, right? If no one is taking care of the company's mess, someone has to take the blame, right?"
Wang Suqing looked at him with a smile: "That's your problem, please go back, I won't see you off."
Ying Si coughed a few times, almost choking on blood. "Alas, it was a wasted trip, but I did see some incredible things, so it wasn't a loss... Taoist Lingsu, you really have hidden a treasure."
Wang Suqing's smile remained unchanged, but it seemed to have become more murderous.
Ying Si didn't dare to say anything more and made up his mind to run away. After a whistle, he actually switched places with a listening general and appeared several feet away.
Suddenly, several fire spells came towards him fiercely. Ying Si waved his hand to extinguish them. Looking closely, he saw a little Taoist boy panting and holding on to a tree trunk, staring at him with hatred in his eyes.
Ying Si was stunned: "You again?"
Wang Tianfu's eyes lit up with fire: "You killed a woman in Cuihu Community, Luhua Street, Hulu Town."
Ying Si understood and laughed: "So it's revenge, but unfortunately I don't remember who you are talking about."
Wang Tianfu roared and rushed forward without saying a word. However, Ying Si had no intention of fighting and was afraid of Taoist Lingsu beside him. He just listened and changed his position. A voice came from far away: "If you want revenge, wait a few more years."
"Not good, hurry back to the dojo!" Wang Suqing looked around, frowning, "The weasel has escaped from the altar, and there's something moving down there!"
At the same time, there was chaos in the Xuanjinshan Taoist Temple.
Not only did people disappear one after another in public, but even Wang Suqing, one of the Five Mountains of the Zhu League, disappeared without a trace.
Meng Caiyun pulled Bai Heng out of the chaotic crowd and pushed her towards Meng Zhao: "Get out first!"
After saying that, she pointed and summoned the Imperial Spirit Scissors, jumped onto the stone platform, and tried to find the culprit from a high place. After hearing what Long Zhu had just said, "someone unusual had sneaked in," she thought that the ghost must be hiding in the crowd, and it was very likely the "Ming Jue" from before.
She always felt that the other person had a very difficult to describe quality.
"Everyone calm down!" Meng Chengyin stepped forward. "No one in this world would easily make Taoist Lingsu disappear. This means she's taking advantage of the situation and may have already met the person behind the trouble! Everyone calm down, protect yourselves with spiritual energy, and be careful not to fall into the enemy's trap!"
"This is an illusion of shifting form," Abbey Master Song muttered, "Could it be that thing down there has started up again?"
Bai Jingze's face was gloomy and he had already issued support orders to the bureau.
Seven or eight of the Lan family's accompanying disciples had already disappeared. Lan Qianhuang leaped away and approached the judges' table, shrilly demanding, "Do you know something? Are you still trying to hide it from me at this point?!"
Master Song looked at Meng Chengyin with a dark face.
The other party sighed and said, "This wasn't a secret to begin with. Many years ago, many people disappeared in Qingcheng Mountain for no apparent reason. Later, the four great abbots gathered together and discovered that the cause was a fragment of a historical scroll buried in the mountain. However, the fragment was too old to be easily destroyed, so they made a deal with a Yellow Immortal, who became the God of Suppression, a role he still holds today."
"That Yellow Immortal has been planning to escape for a long time. The martial arts competition was actually just a cover. After each training session, the heads of our four major temples would gather on the mountaintop to reinforce the suppression seal." Abbey Master Song saw Meng Chengyin speak and no longer hid his intentions. "This time it's strange. Perhaps someone deliberately let the weasel go, loosening the suppression seal..."
"Are you saying that the living disappeared because they were devoured by that spirit-like fragment of history book?" Lan Qianhuang's expression twisted, and he slammed the table with gritted teeth. "How do we get them back?"
Abbey Master Song hurriedly said, "When Taoist Lingsu comes back, we can just reinforce the seal again."
During the conversation, a large number of people were swallowed by the torn pages and disappeared. The dojo gradually became deserted, which was quite disturbing.
Meng Chengyin separated some of his soul to inform Taoist Lingsu. When he was getting extremely worried, he caught a glimpse of a stone platform in the distance. He seemed to have seen Caiyun on it just now, but now it was empty.
On the other side, Wang Suqing cleared out all the listening generals on the mountain.
Wang Fengxu said anxiously, "Master's Wife, are you saying that Ying Si found the suppression seal and let Huang Xian go?! What about the things down there?"
"The broken page has awakened, and I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with. You take Xiao Fuzi back to the temple first." Wang Suqing sighed and mobilized his spiritual power: "I need to repair the seal and can't get away. You——"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Fengxu disappeared from the spot.
Long Zhu's eyes fixed, he picked up the mop and smashed it on the ground, making a big hole, but there was nothing inside.
Wang Suqing was silent: "Miss, they were pulled by the spiritual power of the broken pages, not disappeared into the ground."
Long Zhu: "Oh, what should I do then?"
The ground suddenly shook, rocks hummed, and mud and sand surged. The movement was so powerful that a flock of crows and birds fluttered away. Long Zhu thought it was the people from the Three Death Gates returning, but he felt that the movement was somehow familiar.
So she put away the mop and looked to the side. The undulating land instantly swallowed up the corpse of a bull, covering its surface, leaving only the position of the other's lips exposed.
"..." The mouth actually moved twice, and a voice came out: "Senior Wang, it's me."
Long Zhu was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "It's a little white bird!"
Wang Suqing, however, was a beat behind her in reacting: "Heaven and Earth give form—Little Daoist Fellow Bai?"
She looked at the earth-shattering scene and sighed with emotion: "It's been many years since your mother passed away. I haven't seen such a scene. It's a masterpiece of nature, breathtaking."
Long Zhu came closer to observe: "No wonder you could see me in the Princess's Tomb."
"Given the form of heaven and earth, even without leaving home, I can travel thousands of miles a day." Wang Suqing smiled slightly: "I believe you have seen what is happening here. Since Fellow Daoist Bai is here, please lend a hand to me and re-secure the seal."
Bai He also said, "Senior, this situation is special. Dozens of young disciples have disappeared from the Xuanjin Mountain Dojo. They have spiritual energy, and the broken pages will not spit them out like before."
"Something has happened over there," Wang Suqing said in a deep voice, "The seal is damaged. If left unattended, something might happen."
Bai Heye said calmly, "Senior, I am currently in a state of spiritual awareness. I can take advantage of the opportunity to enter the broken page and wake up the others."
"Senior, please stay outside to clear the enemy lines. If I don't bring anyone out within three days, it won't be too late to forcibly reinforce the seal."
Wang Suqing hesitated and sighed, "It's the only way."
As he was speaking, the howling of a wild beast was heard, and a tall and slender shadow passed through the woods and landed on a mud shrine nearby. The beast was covered with sleek golden-brown fur, with a white tip to its tail and three silver whiskers on each side of its pointed muzzle, which trembled slightly with its breathing. It stared at him with its dark eyes, suddenly opened its mouth to reveal its sharp teeth, and a humming sound of protest rolled from its throat.
"The method of the five elements, go!" Wang Suqing held the whisk in his hand and swept it forward seemingly lightly, but the whisk ends stood up like steel needles, flew straight into the ground in front, and created a wire mesh cage out of thin air.
The weasel bit through the shackles and was about to escape through the gap when the nearby tree collapsed. Countless aerial roots expanded several times, twisting and congealing into terrifying ropes, strangling it like a python. The weasel howled, turned its head and swiftly climbed up the tree branch, only to find that the leaves had transformed into tiny flames. The flames merged into a giant dragon, which roared furiously and drove it back into the cage in an instant.
When the Five Elements Technique came into Wang Suqing's hands, there was not a trace of stagnation or obstruction, as if it was born naturally, and the life and death of all things could be turned over by her hands.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, please come back quickly." Wang Suqing closed his eyes and concentrated, meditating on the spot. He also separated a trace of his spiritual consciousness and went to Xuanjin Mountain to inform the others.
Bai He did not hesitate and instantly covered the shrine with his consciousness. Just as he was about to sneak into it, he suddenly turned around, as if he wanted to say something to Long Zhu. At this moment, the yellow fairy howled, his eyes gleamed with anger, and a murderous aura condensed from the tip of his tongue and attacked him.
Long Zhu spun around and kicked the air bullet back, but she subconsciously placed her hand on the shrine. She looked up at the weasel and saw a human-like gloating expression in the other's narrow eyes.
Bai He was also stunned for a moment: "Not good!"
The next second, both of them fell into darkness.
distortion.
Psychedelic.
Where is she now?
Long Zhu felt that he was being dragged by a strange force and falling in a certain direction.
Bai He also calmed down, but his increasingly rapid speech still revealed his worry: "...Don't worry, find a way to find me. Pay attention to those you know, but they may not know you."
“The most important thing is, no matter who you become – don’t forget that you are you!”
The sound gradually faded away, and Long Zhu fell into a deep sleep in this fluctuating sense of weightlessness - finally, she gently closed her eyes.
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