Chapter 34 Youthful Spirit

The scene of Lin Du lifting the red willow shocked not only the people present, but also the elders of various sects in front of the mirror.

"This Lin Du..."

"It's the formation." The elder of Lianheng Sect who specializes in formations said, "There is nothing wrong with Lin Du's formation. The first golden light is a counter-formation. Counter-formation to break the formation requires extremely precise speculation and calculation. When the formation is broken, the resentment will backfire, and the ghosts will not disperse, and the gates of hell will open."

She paused, and a burning light burst out of her eyes, "This Lin Du is definitely a genius in the formation."

"Just this counter-formation, my disciples may not be able to figure it out even if they are given seven days. They are already hanging on the red willow tree."

"By the way, who is Lin Du's master?"

Although Ju Yuan thought this little junior sister was really powerful, he felt that Yu Heng was exaggerating a bit. Hearing this question, he hurried to the steps and said, "Lin Du, her master is Immortal Venerable Yan Ye."

"Oh, Immortal Venerable Yan Ye, that's all right." Yu Heng remembered the fear of Zhongzhou's formation being dominated by Yan Ye.

Lin Du is Yan Ye's disciple, which makes sense.

Both the master and the disciple are geniuses who are so freakish that they are envied by heaven and resented by people.

Hong Liu suffered the backlash of the resentment of the ghosts that had been suppressed for many years, and now she is at the end of her strength. Lin Du doesn't want Hong Liu to struggle to death and explode. The ghosts released from the ghost gate are obviously not easy to deal with.

She looked up and saw three dumbfounded nephews, and shouted, "Come and help."

Lin Du let go and put the red willow down, with a loud bang, and then stood aside neatly.

"Is it the Yang Soul Dharma Assembly? Yuan Ye is in the east, Yan Qing is in the west, Jin Xuan is in the south, and form a formation!"

The young man's thin figure, under the background of the blood-red willow, is as light as a dot of ink.

The ghostly roars became sharper, the evil spirit of the red willow surged, the red branches fluttered in disorder, the dense evil spirit rushed up to the sky, almost condensed into substance, the dense ghosts covered the sky and sun, crowded and rushed straight into the sky, swirling into a black and gray tornado, breaking out of the huge hole where the trunk was before, and the roar was deafening.

The heaven and earth were shaking, and it seemed to be about to collapse.

Many elders of the sects stood up in front of the water mirror. "Not good! Lin Du has released so many resentful ghosts. I'm afraid the small world will collapse!"

"Should we open the gate in advance? Let the children get out quickly!"

Ju Yuan was still sitting there, only his hands were clenched into fists under his wide sleeves. "No hurry, wait and see."

"Lin Du is not the reckless child who doesn't leave a way out for himself."

"You said she's just a child!" Jun Qian was also a little anxious.

If the world is about to collapse, the small world will not be saved, and everyone in the small world may be injured.

The three people from the Supreme Sect who were still dazed before flew out the moment Lin Du shouted.

Four young figures were standing in four directions. Almost at the same time, they quickly made hand gestures in front of them.

The Yang Soul Method uses the Yang Soul of a living person to release the maximum Yang Qi of a cultivator, and uses the Yang Qi that bursts out of one's body to shock the evil ghosts and spirits.

The four people looked solemn, and their auras rose steadily, and in an instant, they burst out with extremely strong golden light.

All the disciples of the Supreme Sect are gifted. Among the four, Lin Du is the water to suppress the north, Jin Xuan has all five elements and can suppress the south with fire, Yuan Ye has the protection of dragon Qi, and his spiritual root is the wood to suppress the east, and Yan Qing's spiritual root belongs to the gold to suppress the west.

It is the best Four Symbols Formation.

Lin Du raised his hand and scattered the seven materials of the Xiaoqiguan Formation, forming the Beidou Seven Stars, gathering the Yang Qi of the four people and suppressing the dark ghosts and the evil red willow.

The golden light bursting from the Yang Soul in all directions rose up to the sky in an instant, wrapping the gray-black Yin Soul wind roll. Almost for a moment, the ghost roar was shocked and stopped.

Lin Du raised his eyes and shouted loudly, "Yan Qing! Break the evil!"

Yan Qing raised his hand and pulled out the black iron sword behind him. He was not afraid at all, his eyebrows and eyes were firm, and he chopped at the Yin evil thing suppressed by the Yang Soul.

The boy was originally a scholar with a long and meaningful look, but holding the black iron sword, the whole person was like a tiger that had risen up, with a sword aura that was upright and unyielding, and he went forward.

With one sword, he pierced through the golden light, penetrated the black Yin Soul and the red and black demonic energy, and broke the evil with one sword.

Countless ghosts let out their last roar before breaking apart, and their resentment was completely swallowed up by the golden light, like a cage. The golden light that shot up into the sky was like a golden dragon swallowing a snake, and it crushed the resentful and evil spirits bit by bit.

The earth shook, and the four young men still stood steadily on it. Their robes were blown by the strong wind, but their figures were like four long swords drawn from their sheaths, straight and sharp. Four pairs of eyes reflected the golden light, highlighting the fearlessness of the young men. There

was no discussion in front of the water mirror for a long time. After a long time, Ju Yuan spoke first, "Because they are still children."

The evil spirits that had been suppressed by those ghosts for at least thousands of years were probably enough to destroy a small world that was collapsing.

The children would not run or give in when faced with powerful dangers. They would go forward courageously and go all out. Even though the world was shaking, they might face greater dangers after destroying the evil spirits in front of them, but they were still willing to explode their Yang souls and leave themselves in a weak state.

The youthful spirit would not allow them to be deserters waiting for an opportunity.

"Surprisingly, the four of them joined forces to break the resentment of tens of millions of evil spirits. It's really... the young are formidable."

"You are worthy of being a disciple of the Supreme Sect."

Outsiders only saw the overly dazzling advantages of these children, and only the children's parents would care about the price they paid.

Ju Yuan's eyes swept over the four children, and finally stopped on his little sister who was so powerful that she could shake the world with one move.

Lin Du was not in a good condition. She was born weak. If she wanted to burst out the same amount of Yang as the four people, she would definitely overdraw more than them, but she didn't want to be a drag.

If the energy of the formation is not matched, the result will definitely not only be insufficient energy or failure to form a formation, but also distortion and backlash.

Lin Du took a deep breath and felt for the first time what it felt like to feel her body was hollowed out.

She took out a pill of replenishing essence from some daily elixirs that the sect had prepared for all disciples to enter the secret realm and swallowed it. A chill ran through her bones, like a maggot in the tarsal bone, making people feel uncomfortable.

Lin Du frowned. She was an ice spirit root and was not afraid of the cold. This was because of the overdrawn after bursting out Yang.

One pill was not enough, so she stuffed another one in her mouth and used her spiritual power to dissolve the medicinal power.

Her face turned frighteningly pale, and Ni Jinxuan hurried over, "Little Master Uncle?"

"I'm fine." Lin Du waved his hands, "The problem is underground."

The demonic power of the red willow was suppressed and dispersed by their yang energy just now. The evil spirit was gone, and there were no roots, so they could be carried home directly.

She pointed at the willow tree, "Who of you wants such a rare and extremely yin thing, take some?"

Yuan Ye glanced at the trunk that was still oozing blood and shuddered, "No?"

The tone of the little master uncle was like pointing at a pile of raw meat and asking to eat some.

Who dares to eat this?

They waved their hands and thanked him, and Lin Du calmly took out a golden ribbon and pulled out the golden thread. The golden thread belongs to yang, and yang seals yin objects. He tied up the willow tree and threw it into his storage ring.

There was a lot of noise in this desert, and some monks had already heard the noise and rushed over.

The strong wind slowly died down. Lin Du was exhausted physically and mentally. She slowly hunched over, supported her knees with her hands, and gasped for breath.

She suddenly noticed something and stared at the deep pit that had been dug.

Through the crisscrossing tree roots and bones, she saw some silver light reflected.

Lin Du squinted her eyes. It was the flash of silver in the formation, but after ignoring the silver light, she saw a skeleton kneeling in the depths.

The bones had turned into jade, indicating that the cultivation was extremely high.

Opposite the bones, there were neatly arranged bones. At a glance, considering the depth from the ground, there were at least hundreds of people, and they were all the bones of high-level monks. They shone with a moist light like jade, which was completely different from the bones of living people devoured by the willow monster.

Lin Du's scalp suddenly felt numb. She stood up and said in a tight voice, "No."

"How many people's bones are there in the tree roots?"

Ni Jinxuan was startled. Yan Qing started to count. The three-meter-diameter tree root area was full of white bones and bloody tree roots. The cross-section of the tree roots that were broken by the impact was still oozing black mucus. If you look closely, you can see a flash of scarlet light.

"One hundred and ninety-seven skulls."

Lin Du added, "One hundred and ninety-seven skulls of low-level cultivators. They are all cultivators in the Qinxin realm and Fengchu realm. The oldest skull is more than six hundred years old."

This means that after the willow tree became a monster, it ate the cultivators in Zhongzhou.

"But... we have only been here seven times. Have so many people died? Have so many people died in the desert?"

Lin Du's voice was neither too high nor too low, and extremely calm.

The three of them felt a cool breeze rising from their backs, from head to toe.