◇ 【149】 The flying dragon was actually refined!
Xi Lang figured that if the Classics Pavilion was truly moving, then he could simply outrun it. Even though he was carrying someone, it didn't affect his movements at all, and he sped ever faster. Sensing the Classics Pavilion was finally getting closer, he sped up again. He had tried teleporting before, but it had been completely ineffective.
Gu Juan keenly noticed the sudden movement of the Classics Pavilion, as if it was about to escape again. With a flick of his left hand, a rope flew out of his hand, wrapping around the roof of the Classics Pavilion with a whoosh. Using this rope as leverage, Xi Lang landed in front of the Pavilion like a spring in the next instant.
Feng Feiye, Yin Ji and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they had finally arrived in front of the Classics Pavilion, and rushed over quickly.
Gu Juan raised his hand and pushed the two doors open.
Feng Feiye, Yin Ji and Yue Chunqiu seemed to have a tacit understanding and stepped into the door together. They did not notice any danger for the time being and nodded to Gu Juan and Xi Lang.
Gu Juan finally jumped off Xi Lang's back. He was wearing comfortable cloth shoes, and the soft touch seemed to touch his heart. He turned his head to look at Xi Lang, took two steps closer, and held his hand.
A smile flashed in Xi Lang's eyes.
The situation in the Classics Pavilion was unclear, and the two of them didn't exchange glances much, just looking around.
At first glance, the Classics Pavilion looked like an ordinary collection room, with a dozen bookshelves arranged in a single row, two meters apart. On the shelves, yellowed paper books, rolled-up bamboo slips, and glossy jade slips were neatly arranged, free of a speck of dust, as if someone had tended to them daily. And on the side of each shelf, two characters were inscribed: some read "Immortal Cultivator," some "Demon Cultivator," and some "Demon Cultivator."
Seeing the word "demon cultivator", Gu Juan's eyes lit up. Found it!
"Old man?"
"Yes." Xi Lang also transmitted, "We should also take some of the secret manuals of immortal and demon cultivators to avoid arousing suspicion."
"I see."
After the two finished their conversation, without waiting for others to react, they rushed to the immortal cultivator's bookshelf and the demon cultivator's bookshelf respectively. When passing by the demon cultivator's bookshelf, they waved their hands and took away three or five books.
The others seemed to suddenly come to their senses and began to scramble for it.
Gu Juan thought of Gu Haojie's strange "disguise technique" and wondered if he could find the answer in the books of magic practitioners. He waved his hands and collected dozens more books of magic practitioners' secret techniques.
Everyone else was busy grabbing the secret book, and no one noticed his actions.
As they scrambled for the treasures, they kept a vigilant eye on their surroundings. But to their surprise, there wasn't a single trace of danger in the Classics Pavilion.
Everyone felt relieved and no longer cared about attacking others. It would always be helpful to get more secret books.
At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, as if a big earthquake had occurred in a long distance.
Gu Juan couldn't help but sway, and Xi Lang quickly grabbed her waist.
"What's going on?" Everyone looked at each other.
Suddenly, the ground shook again, this time with an even more intense tremor.
An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly surged in Gu Juan's heart, squeezing his heart tightly. He grabbed Xi Lang and ran out.
"Old man, I don't feel good! Let's go!"
The others didn't understand what was happening, but they were also made nervous. After grabbing a few handfuls of books on the bookshelf, they also ran away.
Feng Feiye and Yin Ji were afraid that Gu Juan and Xi Lang would run away after achieving their goal, so they chased them the most closely.
Gu Juan took Xi Lang and ran directly out of the Five Elements Tower.
Feng Feiye's face darkened, and he said unhappily, "Chengfeng, Polang, do you want to go back on your word?"
His disciples immediately dispersed, taking Gu Juan and Xi Lang away. Yin Ji's followers did the same.
Gu Juan gave him a sarcastic look and looked off into the distance, "Don't you understand? Something terrible has happened."
Then, he and Xi Lang jumped onto the tallest tree nearby, looked into the distance, and their expressions changed drastically.
Feng Feiye was puzzled and also jumped onto the treetop, staring in disbelief, his eyes full of greed and calculation.
In the distance, at the head of the "five-clawed golden dragon," a figure wrestled with a glittering bead. It was Gu Haojie, but he was no longer himself. His face shifted alternately from Xuanyuan Qing to Gu Haojie, then Gu Juan, then Xuanyuan Chun... nearly a hundred different faces in total, each change lasting about two seconds. However, his expression was distorted as he shifted, as if unintentional. Notably, each face remained for no more than five seconds, but one persisted the longest. Specifically, it wasn't a face at all, but rather a head-shaped black mist. When this "face" took over, "Gu Haojie"'s entire form transformed into a black mist, emitting a strong and unstable demonic aura.
Gu Juan inexplicably felt that this evil aura was familiar, and his heart became even more uneasy. He held Xi Lang's hand tightly, making Xi Lang feel a little pain in his hand.
"Baby, I'm here." Xi Lang didn't know what was wrong with him, so he hugged his waist tightly to make him feel his presence.
"Hehehe..." "Gu Haojie" laughed weirdly while fighting with the bead, which made people feel creepy.
"Bang——" the bead hit "Gu Haojie" hard.
Gu Haojie crossed his hands in front of his chest and slashed them downwards. A string of blood beads fell from the palms of his hands, shooting towards them like bullets.
Zhuzi sensed something was wrong and immediately fled backwards. The entire Shenlong Flying Mountain shook violently.
But the black mist from "Gu Haojie" blocked the bead's path, and the blood bead swooped over like a fly smelling fishy smell.
Gu Juan suddenly realized why he felt that Gu Haojie's actions were also very familiar. He said in horror: "Run! Run! Run!"
Xi Lang seemed to vaguely understand why Gu Juan was so nervous, and was also shocked. Without saying anything more, he hugged Gu Juan and ran back the way he came.
"If you want to die, run away!"
Feng Feiye and others saw that he was not pretending, so they ran after him.
"Wa wa..." A baby's cry sounded in the treetops.
Gu Juan saw a ginseng doll with leaves on its head hanging on a tree branch, blood flowing from the corner of its mouth. He grabbed it and threw it into the space fairy palace.
There was a movement approaching rapidly from another direction. It was someone from the Xuanyuan family, also running away.
No one cares to communicate.
At this moment, a dazzling white light flashed behind them, almost covering the entire sky. A powerful gravitational force emerged out of nowhere, pulling everyone from behind.
"Ah--" A cultivator with lower cultivation level was defeated and was immediately pulled back and disappeared into the white light.
Gu Juan unhesitatingly mobilized all the zhenyuan energy in his dantian. Xi Lang also roared, his face flushing red. Finally, at the last second, he broke free from gravity and rushed out of the exit (entrance) of Shenlong Feishan.
Seeing the familiar old pine tree, Xi Lang breathed a sigh of relief, his legs went weak, and he knelt on one knee holding Gu Juan, supporting himself with one hand and holding Gu Juan's back with the other to prevent him from falling.
"Huh..." Gu Juan was also breathing rapidly. He turned his head and saw that the others were in the same mess, collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.
Looking back, the formation of the Flying Dragon Mountain was like a layer of clothing being peeled off. Then, the entire mountain shrank to the size of a tennis ball, absorbed by the suspended pearl. A humanoid black mist snatched the pearl into its grasp and vanished without a trace.
What replaced the Shenlong Feishan Mountain was a large area of bare, flat rocks, as if a mountain had been cut in half.
"What... is... going on..." Yin Ji's face turned pale, and she still felt a little scared when she recalled the previous scene.
Yue Chunqiu's expression was solemn. "If I'm not mistaken, that pearl should be the 'heart core' of Shenlong Feishan, just like our Nascent Soul. Once the monster recognizes us with its blood, we will be refined and possessed by it. If we fail to leave in time, we will be imprisoned in Shenlong Feishan forever, at the mercy of the monster. Fellow Daoist Chengfeng, am I correct?"
Everyone was horrified.
Gu Juan nodded. "That's right. I had my suspicions because that scene was similar to how I'd shed blood on the Moonlight Sword to acknowledge its master. I didn't expect it to be true. It's shocking!" In fact, the feeling at that moment had inexplicably reminded him of the jade bead that had allowed him to be reborn. If he could possess the Dongting Immortal Mansion because of a jade bead, why couldn't others refine the Divine Dragon Flying Mountain with a pearl? That's why he had such an incredible guess.
Fortunately, his premonition was correct, and both he and the old man escaped.
"No matter what, you two have saved our lives." Yue Chunqiu bowed to Gu Juan and Xi Lang with a serious face.
His three disciples also bowed.
Gu Juan waved his hand, "I don't deserve it, it's just a casual remark."
"That is to say, all the treasures on Shenlong Feishan now belong to that monster. Spirit swords and spirit stones are fine, but I wonder how many spirit pills can be refined from such a large herb garden." Yin Ji has calmed down, but she is still unwilling to give up.
The others also looked regretful.
Feng Feiye's mind turned and his gaze fell on Gu Juan and Xi Lang.
"My two fellow Daoists should still remember our original agreement. We have done what we promised you, but you have not done what you promised us."
Yue Chunqiu frowned in disapproval, but he had no right to say anything.
Gu Juan stood up slowly and said, "It's true that we saved you, right?"
Feng Feiye said sternly, "Let's put things in perspective. You two don't want to go back on your word, do you?"
Xi Lang stared at him with cold eyes, his tone terribly heavy, "What do you want?"
Feng Feiye chuckled, a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes, "If you are willing to hand over your two top-grade spiritual weapons, this Sect Master can forgive the past."
Yin Ji was eager to make a move, but decided to wait and see.
"Heh." Gu Juan sneered, his aura so strong that the people around him subconsciously took a few steps back. "Master Feng, have you forgotten who brought you into the mountains? Back then, you promised to do us one thing."
Feng Feiye's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly, but he couldn't break his promise in front of so many people. He shouted unwillingly, "Go!"
He left first with his disciples.
Xuanyuan Ao witnessed with his own eyes the transformation of "Gu Haojie" into Gu Juan's face, and then into Xuanyuan Chun's face. He understood that Xuanyuan Chun's death and the seizure of the ginseng doll had nothing to do with Gu Juan and Xi Lang. He clasped his fists and said to them, "My two fellow Daoists, it was my patriarch who misunderstood me. I hope you will forgive me for what I have done."
Gu Juan smiled and nodded, "You're too kind. If we were to encounter such a thing, I'm afraid we would react the same way. Patriarch Xuanyuan, don't worry about it."
Xuanyuan Ao suddenly sighed, "I don't know where that monster came from, I'm afraid the world of cultivation is about to be in turmoil. Everyone, let's go ahead. Please."
"please!"
[Today's two chapters were written with great enthusiasm, almost in one go, and it was a pleasure. (*^__^*)
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