Chapter 644: Slave, Tuoba Weizhi, Meets the Master (5k)
In the silent La Garden, bright flames rose from the bronze tripod beside the altar, reflecting on the priestess's bone mask. With the help of the army behind her, she looked awe-inspiring without even being angry.
"Ton——" Zhao Duan seemed to hear the sound of himself swallowing his saliva, and emotions such as tension and fear surged in his heart.
Zhang Yanyi did hold back Laba, but the "manager" in the La Garden stopped several thieves.
"It's the high priestess! I saw her from afar last time. She really lives in La Garden..." Yuxiu explained quickly with a little nervousness.
Jin Jian nervously grasped the staff with both hands and lowered his voice:
"What should we do? How strong is she? Can we stop her? If not, should we leave?"
The little money-grubber wanted to run away.
Jade sleeves pinched the fingers, ready for battle:
"I'm not sure. I've never fought her, and I lack information on her. But she shouldn't be too strong, otherwise she wouldn't have let the divine servants do the fighting instead of doing it herself."
It was obvious that the servants of God in the temple were controlled by this priest.
Zhao Duan grinned:
"I don't think so. Is there a possibility that she deliberately let us in to prevent us from escaping? However, no matter how powerful this priest is, the thousands of divine servants under her are enough to crush us...
So, let's kill the priestess first. If we kill her, the servant will lose control, and then we can just use the same trick again."
The three of them communicated with each other through their spiritual consciousness and quickly reached a consensus.
At this time, the priestess walked down the altar alone and walked towards the few people along the steps.
"Buzz!"
He whispered the word "go" from his jade sleeves, and some hair on his head moved without wind.
She hid the jade flying sword in her sleeve, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, and turned into a rainbow light. In an instant, it flew over a distance of a hundred steps and approached the priestess's face!
In Taoism, there has always been a saying that "a flying sword of a thousand steps is fast, and a flying sword of a hundred steps is even faster and more accurate." Among the known means of attack, when it comes to speed and sharpness, the flying sword is unmatched.
It is also a classic method used by weak sorcerers to fight warriors on the front battlefield.
Yu Xiu was so nervous that she almost pushed the sword to the limit of her life. Qinghong tore a green hole in the night, and the air made a series of sonic booms wherever the sword passed.
But the female priest seemed to have noticed it long ago, and she slowly raised her right hand just before the flying sword flew out.
Her movements were not fast, but strangely, her fingers touched the tip of the sword just in time.
Then, the magic power on the surface of the jade flying sword was instantly "erased", and the blade seemed to be extinguished, dim and without any light. Only the powerful kinetic energy remained, forcefully pushing the female priest back more than ten steps!
The female priest frowned and withdrew her hand. The flying sword, which had lost its kinetic energy and magical power, fell to the ground with a clang.
All this happened extremely quickly. In the blink of an eye, Yuxiu's strongest sword was defeated.
Yuxiu's expression changed drastically, and her face suddenly turned pale, as if she had been struck by lightning. Her magic power was unstable, and she said in horror: "I have lost control of my natal flying sword!"
Zhao Duan was stunned!
How powerful was this enemy to defeat Yuxiu so easily? Even worldly perfection couldn't achieve this, right?
Could it be... another "half-step celestial being"?
"Senior Sister!"
Jin Jian exclaimed, took a few steps forward, and supported Kun Dao, who was suffering from the backlash due to the destruction of his flying sword.
Anger welled up in the young priestess's eyes. Without hesitation, Jin Jian's hair began to grow rapidly and her body transformed, as if she had grown ten years older. A moon appeared behind her and her wildly dancing hair lashed the air like a whip.
Jin Jian's face was indifferent, and he raised his hand and pointed:
"go!"
The priestess steadied herself and took another step forward, moving upwards.
Thousands of long silver hairs were dancing wildly towards me. Each strand of hair was condensed from the light of stars and moon. It was not a physical entity, but a pure magical attack.
In Jin Jian's opinion, since the other party had used some unknown means to disperse the magic power of the flying sword, it might not be able to deal with a pure magical attack.
However……
Seeing this, the priest in gorgeous clothes holding the scepter just paused slightly, and raised his right hand again as if a little impatient, spread out his five fingers, and wiped it lightly!
"Bang!"
In a furious state, Jin Jian could only hear the roar of his internal organs, and the magic power that was constantly overflowing was suddenly "frozen".
The magic power stopped flowing, and the terrifying hair strands broke into pieces one by one.
Jin Jian also groaned and returned to her girlish form. She covered her stomach in pain, enduring the pain of the backlash of her magic power.
Cracked again!
At this moment, Yuxiu and Jinjian were both shocked, and realized with horror that the "witch" opposite seemed to possess some kind of power to restrain the warlock.
Any magical power can be imprisoned by it, which means it is immune to magic.
The last time they encountered this situation was when Xu Jianwen was carrying a jade pendant that granted him immunity to magic.
But it is only immunity, but this priest can erase spells and suppress magic power.
"Be careful! Don't use magic, use force!" Yuxiu endured the pain and reminded Zhao Duan loudly.
"knew!"
At this moment, Zhao Duan took the opportunity to take out the Taibu bow and a number of fine steel arrows from the scroll.
He bent his bow and drew his arrow, and the surging energy in his body was injected into the arrow through his fingertips.
"die!"
The first arrow whizzed out.
At this distance, it's impossible to miss!
Being able to suppress a sorcerer means that this priest is also a "sorcerer", and sorcerers are often physically weak. Once a warrior gets close to them, they may even be killed by a warrior of a lower level.
But when the priest faced the incoming iron arrow, he just calmly reached out and grabbed it!
The dark-skinned priestess's hands were as delicate and smooth as those of the Yu Kingdom women, but when she grasped the arrow, it rubbed against her palm, producing a string of dazzling sparks...
"laugh--"
Amidst the sharp sound of friction, the arrow with terrifying power had its kinetic energy forcibly removed by the force!
Not just this one!
The female priest simply threw away the purely decorative scepter, and with both hands, she caught several subsequent arrows in a flash and threw them away!
Zhao Duan's eyelids twitched wildly. What kind of terrifying body was this? What kind of demonic power did it possess?
Yes... the bloodline of the Liao people is naturally very strong, and every young Liao person has strength comparable to that of a martial artist who cultivates his Qi.
Seeing this, the last glimmer of hope in Zhao Duan's heart was extinguished!
Half a step to heaven!
The La Garden guard's power has definitely reached this level.
Is this the strength of the Liao people? Even though the army has set out, there are still such strong people in the rear.
The worst thing is that this priest is suspected to have the ability to erase magic!
This means that even if the golden tablet activates the teleportation function, it is very likely to be directly broken by the other party, resulting in several people being unable to escape!
"Dead end..."
Zhao Duan's Adam's apple rolled and big drops of sweat fell from his forehead.
He dropped the Taibu bow and quietly grasped the hilt of the sword.
His expression gradually calmed down.
Without hesitation, he chose to activate the Dragon Controlling Technique and forcibly awaken the dragon soul sleeping in the sea of qi!
Even at the cost of being seriously injured, this monster priest must be repelled in order to gain the opportunity to teleport and escape!
However, at the moment he awakened the dragon soul, the domineering priest who was climbing up the stairs step by step, his body shook slightly under his loose priest robe.
He suddenly looked up, and behind the pale mask, astonishment surged in the dark pupils.
"No, you can't use that much power continuously!"
Yuxiu climbed up weakly and saw Zhao Duan in front of her silently leaning on his sword. She understood his thoughts and reminded him loudly.
Jin Jian's little face was twisted in pain, but he still tried to get up, and used his little hand to forcefully stab the staff into the ground.
The single eye on the top of the staff spun, and an illusory round moon portal slowly emerged, about to force the teleportation.
"Go, go quickly, my staff can barely fire once..."
The girl stopped talking abruptly, her eyes widened as she saw an incredible scene:
Zhao Duan was seen standing there with his sword in his hand, motionless, blocking the way in front of them.
The mysterious priest, who looked more ferocious than human, walked towards Zhao Duan step by step, but the terrifying aura on his body receded quickly like the tide.
When the priestess stepped onto the last step and came in front of Zhao Duan, her knees softened and she knelt respectfully on the ground, humbly crawling, and said in a slightly clumsy Yu dialect:
"Your servant, Tuoba Weizhi, greets the master."
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"boom!"
In the forest, towering trees broke and fell down, and the entire area became a battlefield.
Song Zhi's purple robe was almost torn apart. The originally frail scholar now had bulging muscles on his chest, arms, calves...
Beneath the fair skin are hideous, thick, purple-blue blood vessels.
Even his face was the same, and with his red eyes, he looked intimidating.
At this moment, Song Zhi stood in the air and slowly retracted his fist. He saw smoke and dust spreading in a ring shape in the jungle below.
Song Zhi had no regrets and did not bother to observe how much damage his punch had caused to Zhang Yanyi. He just turned around and tried to go towards Layuan.
But when he turned around, he saw the old Taoist priest standing in front of him. Zhang Yan brushed off his dusty robe and smiled.
"You want to leave now? Didn't you ask me to die? I am still not satisfied and want to discuss the truth with you."
Song Zhi's pupils dilated, surprised at Zhang Yanyi's strength.
He borrowed the possession of Laba and fought with the old Taoist priest who had been weakened by at least two levels. Although he could suppress him, he was entangled and could not escape.
He said coldly:
"I understand. You're deliberately luring the God out and dragging Him here. Are you creating opportunities for others to plot against La Garden? What do you know?"
Zhang Yan smiled calmly, looking like an immortal:
"Song Zhi, you are indeed smart. You should also know that you can't leave for a while."
Song Zhi also smiled:
"Zhang Yanyi, I'm afraid your plan is going to fail. Do you think that by luring away the Laba God, there will be no one guarding the La Garden?
I might as well tell you that under heaven, anyone who steps into La Garden will die. Let me think about it, you must have sent your disciples to sneak in, right?
Haha, then I’m afraid today we’ll have to wait for the young to die.”
Zhang Yan's smile slowly faded, and he said no more. He threw the heavenly book in his hand, wrapped in blue clouds, out.
Looking towards Layuan, there was also a hint of anxiety in his brows:
"Zhao boy, success or failure depends on you."
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"Your servant, Tuoba Weizhi, greets the master."
Slave...
Owner……
In front of the temple, Yuxiu was stunned. She stretched out her hand to stop it but it stopped in mid-air. She suspected that she had fallen into an illusion.
Jin Jian was also stunned. He used the magic wand beside him to open the door halfway, then closed it without paying any attention.
What is this unfolding?
He was clearly fighting for his life just now, looking like he was going to kill them all here, so why did he suddenly kneel down?
Even Pei Niannu, who was floating behind and also nervously gripping the scale bar, showed a rare look of confusion.
And then, Zhao Duan, who was standing with his sword in his hand, looked down at the priest crawling at his feet with a very complicated expression in front of everyone.
He said, "Lift your head."
"Yes." Tuoba Weizhi straightened up slightly respectfully and raised his face.
Zhao Duan cautiously reached out his hand and lifted the bone mask, revealing the face of a pretty girl with slightly dark skin, about twenty years old.
The young priestess had very thin and light eyebrows, and her eye sockets were dark, but now the darkness slowly faded away, and her pupils became clear again.
But the look in his eyes was very strange. It was both excited and cautious, both innocent and revealed a sense of having experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"Tuoba Weizhi?"
Zhao Duan read this unfamiliar name, and his astonishment was no less than that of the two priests behind him.
Just now, he was indeed ready to start a bloody fight, but after Long Po woke up, he was shocked to find that he had established a strange connection with Tuoba Weizhi in front of him.
It's hard to describe. If I had to say it, it's as if I'm holding the other person's life and death in my hands, and I can wipe them out with just a thought.
He had had similar feelings when facing Xu Jianwen.
But the feeling at that time was not as strong as it is now.
There is a secret method in the inheritance of the Dayu royal family that allows royal descendants to cross borders and suppress worshippers who are also practicing the path of "Martial God".
His cultivation was reduced to that of an ordinary person.
Zhao Duan, who possesses the dragon soul, undoubtedly stands at the top in this "suppression" rule.
And now, facing Tuoba Weizhi, he once again had the insight to perfectly suppress the opponent.
Could it be that this Liaoren priest was also cultivating the path to becoming a Martial God? This was too absurd...
And... the master?
I?
Shouldn’t your master be Laba?
Zhao Duan's heart was pounding, but he pretended to be calm and frowned:
"Do you recognize me?"
Tuoba Weizhi shook his head and said in a pious voice: "I don't recognize him."
After a pause, a glimmer flickered in her eyes:
"But, I recognize the thing here, Master."
She stared straight at Zhao Duan's qi sea and lower abdomen, feeling the familiar pressure, her body trembling.
Yu Xiu, Jin Jian, Pei Niannu:? ?
Something was wrong with his eyes!
The two priests were stunned and suspicious.
Pei Niannu looked at Zhao Duan with a little more appreciation...
No, you can kill people at will, but you can't say anything at will... Zhao Duan's face darkened, and he turned to look at the three people eating melons behind him and explained:
"It's the Dragon Soul! The Dragon Soul in my body can suppress her."
So that’s it… Yuxiu and Jinjian breathed a sigh of relief.
So that’s it… Pei Niannu shook her head in disappointment.
Zhao Duan turned back, stared at the priestess kneeling on the ground, frowned and said:
"What do you mean by that?"
Tuoba Weizhi said respectfully:
"Many years ago, someone told me to wait in the La Garden until someone else came with this item. That person would be my master."
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he asked hurriedly:
"What's that person's name?"
"He never told me, he just said his last name was Xu."
The surname is Xu... Zhao Duan took a deep breath and asked again:
"You said many years ago? How many years?"
Tuoba Weizhi hesitated and said uncertainly:
"There's no time in the mountains. I just remember it's been about five or six hundred years."
"You've lived for five or six hundred years? How is that possible?! No one in the world can live that long!" Yuxiu retorted subconsciously!
Immediately, she suddenly felt Pei Niannu's faint gaze beside her, and her heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly tried to make up for it:
"Of course...nothing is absolute..."
Zhao Duan didn't care how long the other person had lived. After all, there were too many outrageous things in this world. Didn't Pei Niannu also "live" for hundreds of years?
He cares about...
"Six hundred years ago, there was a man named Xu who carried a dragon soul..."
Zhao Duan's expression changed.
It is obvious that the "that person" mentioned by Tuoba Weizhi must be Emperor Taizu of Dayu!
And Old Xu must have been here before and left the key here...it matches.
"I need to know everything."
Zhao Duan looked down at the young priestess:
"Who are you, and what is this waiting you're talking about?"
Tuoba Weizhi knelt on the ground, not at all surprised, as if she had prepared for this moment for countless years. She explained calmly:
“I don’t know who I am, I only know that when I open my eyes, I become one with the Laba God.
Many people died in La Garden at the time, and the man surnamed Xu appeared. He looked at me and said to me, "It's fate." He said that I was born thanks to a deceased old sorcerer.
"At that time, I didn't have a physical body, but I could live forever. He first quelled the rebellion, and then lived in the La Garden for a long time. He studied the many books and notes in the temple, taught me some common sense, and taught me how to control my own power.
He would often go out, sometimes leaving for months at a time before coming back. Many years passed like this, maybe even decades, and I can't remember clearly.
Later, one day, he found me a recently deceased body and asked me to possess it and serve as a priest in the La Garden. He said that every ten years, the Liao people would hold a ceremony and offer a dead girl for me to replace...
My only mission is to stay here and wait for the master to arrive."
Zhao Duan was stunned.
He exchanged glances with the three women behind him, and each understood the other's thoughts.
If what Tuoba Weizhi said is true, then referring to the images recorded in the jade ball, we can speculate:
The last emperor of Qi State failed in his attempt to control Laba by force, and instead turned all the imperial guards into sacrifices.
The chief court sorcerer used all his skills to suppress Dalaba. At the same time, Tuoba Weizhi's consciousness was born.
Emperor Taizu may have sensed the commotion and rushed here to deal with the situation. He took over the entire legacy of the Qi royal family's 400-year experiment and observed and trained Tuoba Weizhi for a long time.
Well...it's almost like playing the role of "father".
Decades later, Emperor Taizu left behind his final arrangements, which was the time of his death.
Tuoba Weizhi continued:
"He was the one who gave me my name. He said I have a deep connection with the Qi Kingdom, and Weizhi is the courtesy name of the Qi Kingdom's crown prince. I was born into the Liao people, and my ancestry can be traced back to the Tuoba clan."
Zhao Duan and the others looked at each other again, and at the same time, a shocking guess came to their minds.
The melon-eating Taoist priestess swallowed her saliva and whispered:
"Do you think it's possible that she is the last emperor, the Crown Prince of Qi?"
Jin Jian let out an exaggerated "Wow" and widened his eyes:
"Doesn't that mean that a man becomes a woman..."
Pei Niannu sighed softly:
"It's something he can do."
No... Old Xu looks like a serious person, he wouldn't have such a bad taste... right?
Well, okay, maybe it’s really not very serious for Old Xu to draw martial arts secrets into stickman abstract paintings.
Zhao Duan, Pei Niannu, Yuxiu and Jin Jian chirped for a while, then turned their heads to look at Tuoba Weizhi who was kneeling on the ground.
"Stand up and talk." Zhao Duan said in a deep voice.
(End of this chapter)
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