I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 183 Chu Ren Lu Tong

Ma Fenggu glanced around coldly, her eyes slowly moving over everyone.

She has been in the underworld for decades and has seen a lot of ups and downs. She is also well aware of the human heart and knows that the third Liaodong Tiger is no good.

This demon king was notoriously narrow-minded. He had never let go of anyone who had offended him. He was also vicious and cruel, and his cultivation was extremely high.

Although I have temporarily forced it back, it will definitely not give up and will find an opportunity to retaliate sooner or later.

Her eyes fell on the young disciples from various sects. The cultivation bases of these people varied greatly, and many of them were only at the third level. If they were really ambushed by the Tiger Tribe, they would most likely be in great danger.

Among the seniors present, except himself and Qianye Taoist, the others were simply not capable of dealing with the upcoming danger.

With this in mind, in order to avoid unnecessary complications, she spoke to the disciples present in a resounding tone:

"Come on, follow me back. From now on, everyone should stay together. Don't let the demon tribe take advantage of us by defeating us one by one."

Her voice was filled with unquestionable authority. All the disciples immediately understood her intention and stood up, not daring to say anything.

Feng Yaqin followed silently. When she came to Li Qingyun's side, her expression was complicated. She tilted her head slightly and quietly put a "Golden Light Escape" talisman into his hand, whispering:

"The Liaodong Tiger Clan will never let go of you for hurting their offspring. The Third Tiger will never let you go. That old demon king is a master at the top of the Earthly Demon Rankings, and his cultivation is unfathomable. I'm afraid I can't protect you.

"Take this talisman. If you encounter any danger, teleport back to the Tianshi Mansion immediately. No matter how powerful the Liaodong Tiger Tribe is, they dare not go wild in Longhu Mountain."

Li Qingyun was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Feng Yaqin to care about him so much. A warm feeling rose in his heart.

Although this master seems cold and aloof, he is not really heartless.

He muttered this in his heart and wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a suitable reason at the moment. In addition, he had already left an incarnation to follow Feng Yaqin, so he nodded and accepted the talisman.

Feng Yaqin said no more and followed everyone back to the main hall of Wuxian Manor.

As soon as they entered the hall, they saw that the tiger demon that was previously defeated by Li Qingyun had woken up and was sitting next to Tiger Old Third.

The tiger demon's face was dark blue, with an obvious dent on its forehead. Its demonic power was scattered, and it was obvious that it was seriously injured. However, it seemed that it had taken some magic medicine, and its eyes had regained their ferocious look. It stared at Li Qingyun with resentment, as if it wanted to tear him to pieces immediately.

Hu Lao San's eyes were equally cold and vicious, with undisguised murderous intent, but Li Qingyun didn't care about it at all, and didn't even look at him, and his gaze calmly moved to the other side of the hall.

In just a short while, masters from Shaolin, Huashan and other sects had arrived one after another. Master Kongxiang of Shaolin Temple and Master Fulong of Huashan Sect, two powerful men on the Earthly Evil List, were also in place. Throughout the hall, inside and outside, human cultivators had an absolute advantage both in terms of numbers and high-end combat power.

Even though Tiger Lao San was unwilling, he had to suppress his anger in front of so many powerful people, and his chest was filled with depression.

He shouted rudely, "Everyone is here. Let's go treasure hunting before it gets dark. What are we wasting time on here?"

Old Lady Bai responded with a smile:
"You have all come all the way to Liaodong, and we have not fulfilled our duty as hosts. Why don't you take a rest tonight? I will have someone prepare a banquet to welcome you all."

Tiger Lao San sneered impatiently:
"Grandma Bai, who are we to care about those little pleasures? Let's go treasure hunting, that's the important thing."

Old Lady Bai turned to look at the human cultivator and asked:

"What do you guys think?"

Everyone came for the alchemist's ruins, and no one wanted to waste time on small talk.

Seeing that powerful enemies were surrounding her, Ma Fenggu also said, in order to avoid any unnecessary troubles:

"Why don't you come back and talk about it later? I'm not in the mood right now."

Hearing this, Old Lady Bai nodded:
"Since everyone agrees, I won't force you to do anything. Let's set off now."

After saying that, the five elders of Liaodong led everyone to the cliff of the back mountain.

Everyone stood on the edge of the cliff and looked around. They saw snow-capped sky and earth, continuous mountains, tall cedars, and the vast land was covered in silver.

However, there is no clue where the Taoist temples of the pre-Qin alchemists are hidden.

At this time, the red-haired Uncle Hu suddenly pointed to the two rolling mountains below the cliff, coughed lightly, and said:
"Look, everyone. The remains of the Taoist temple of the pre-Qin alchemists are right there!"

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw two mountain ranges intersecting each other, one running from east to west, and the other running from southeast to northwest. Where they met, stood a small, round mountain.

Upon closer inspection, this unique round mountain peak is out of tune with the surrounding cliffs, like an abrupt decoration, which makes people feel puzzled.

Master Kong Xiang of Shaolin Temple stepped forward, put his hands together, and spoke slowly:
"Donor Hu, I have a few questions that I cannot understand. Please enlighten me."

Uncle Hu nodded when he heard this:
"Master, please speak."

Zen Master Kong Xiang said slowly:

"I have known for a long time that the five donors have been living in seclusion here for decades, and they should be familiar with the mountains and rivers here. Why did they only discover the remains of the pre-Qin Taoist temple today?
"In addition, as far as I know, in the pre-Qin period, this place was a barren land with few people coming here. Only the Shanrong tribe would occasionally wander here. Why did the alchemists choose such a remote place to build a Taoist temple?"

These words, like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, also resonated with the monks present.

After receiving the heroic invitation, all the major sects sent people to explore the ruins because of Wuxian Manor's reputation, but they never found any substantial evidence. Moreover, the appearance of a Taoist temple of the Pre-Qin alchemists in Liaodong was an incredible thing in itself, so everyone was full of doubts.

Uncle Hu smiled faintly when he heard this, and he had obviously anticipated this question. He said slowly:
"Master Kongxiang's question is very true. In fact, it was purely a coincidence that we were able to discover this site."

He raised his finger and pointed at the round hill, and said slowly:
“That short mountain didn’t exist originally, it was a flat basin.

"Half a month ago, a major earthquake struck Liaodong, affecting a wide area. Even the 'Wulao Peak' where our Wuxian Village is located felt the strong tremors.

"After the earthquake, the original basin suddenly rose and turned into a small hill."

He paused, glanced at everyone, and continued:

“We thought this was a bit odd, so we went to check it out.

“During the survey, I found something wrong on the mountain wall, and after careful exploration, I found traces of man-made things.

"So, we brothers used gunpowder to blast several holes in the mountain wall, revealing a man-made tunnel. The stone walls in the tunnel were full of bronze inscriptions."

Having said that, Uncle Hu took out a piece of white cloth from his arms and gently unfolded it, revealing the Yin-Yang characters printed on it.

The font is simple and crude, full of heavy historical flavor, and quite decorative and exaggerated, which is exactly the bronze inscriptions commonly used in the pre-Qin period.

At this time, Tiger Lao San made a low voice and roared impatiently:
"Uncle Hu, don't use those roundabout words. We demons don't recognize them. Just tell us what's written on it."

Upon hearing this, Ma Fenggu snorted coldly, not hiding her contempt for the demon race:
"A monster is a monster. No matter how high its cultivation level is, it will never be educated. It is still a bunch of fools at heart and has no abilities at all."

Tiger Lao San glared at Ma Fenggu, showing no sign of weakness:

"Hmph, you bitch, stop making sarcastic remarks here! If you can, read it to us?"

Ma Fenggu raised her eyebrows. Although she was an amazing swordsman, she didn't really understand this kind of ancient writing. She simply glanced at Hu Lao San and didn't bother to argue with him:

"I'm not obliged to tell you."

Taoist Qianye of the Qingcheng Sect was well-informed and well-remembered. Seeing this, he stroked his beard, stepped forward, and carefully examined the words on the white cloth. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "Strange, really strange..."

Seeing that Taoist Qianye looked solemn, Ma Fenggu hurriedly asked:

"Master Qianye, what's so strange about that?"

Taoist Qianye frowned slightly, stared at the printed words, and said slowly:
"It says: 'Lu Tong, a man from Chu, was unwilling to be an official. He worked hard to earn a living and sewed clothes for himself. He was content with having enough food and warm clothes. He and his wife changed their names and lived out their lives in seclusion here.'"

Hearing this, Ma Fenggu became even more confused and blurted out:

"Master, this Lu Tong, could it be the famous immortal Lu Jieyu from the pre-Qin period? Hasn't he been living in seclusion in our Mount Emei?"

She grew up in Mount Emei and was familiar with every tree and blade of grass there. To this day, there is still a temple dedicated to Lu Jieyu on Mount Emei, which is still visited by many people.

She had heard about this man's deeds a long time ago.

Qianye Daoren nodded, but his brows furrowed even deeper:

"That's why it seems strange. Lu Jieyu is from Chu, and he should have lived out his life in the south. Even if he wanted to avoid the world and not be an official, why would he travel such a long distance to live in the bitter cold of Liaodong? There must be something fishy going on."

Tiger Lao San snorted coldly and said:

"Humph, who cares if they are from Chu or Liao, we can find out if we go in and take a look. But Third Brother Hu, with such a good opportunity, why don't you go in by yourself? Why do you have to bring so many of us?"

At this time, Lady Liu Si on the side said with a smile:
“To be honest, at first we were planning to explore this place alone, but there are many formations in the ruins that cannot be broken by just a few of us.

“Since the treasure land is right before our eyes, we might as well send out a call for heroes and call on all the major sects to come together, pool our wisdom, and work together to break the formation.

"I have heard for a long time that the Huashan Sect's formation is exquisite and unparalleled. I would like to ask Master Fulong to help us break this formation and go in to explore the style of the Pre-Qin Daoist Hall."

Master Fu Long stroked his long beard and nodded, his tone humble but firm:

"It is my great honor to witness the ancient formation of the pre-Qin period with my own eyes. I will certainly do my best to help. I hope the masters of the manor will lead the way."

The five elders of Liaodong led the heroes to the cliff, where they saw thick hemp ropes that had been fixed to the foot of the mountain below, seemingly for climbing. Below the cliff was white snow, freezing cold, and bottomless.

All the cultivators were top masters in the martial arts world, and the disciples also had impressive skills. They pulled the ropes one after another and slid down lightly with smooth movements.

Coming down from Wulao Peak, the round mountain is already right in front of us, but although it looks very close, it is actually more than ten miles away on flat ground.

The cultivators moved as fast as the wind, stepping on the snow, their bodies light and agile, as if they were walking on flat ground, and soon they arrived in front of the mountain.

The mountain before us was just as described before. The surrounding stone walls had been blown to pieces, huge rocks were scattered everywhere, and the scene was a mess.

And under the cover of the rubble, a dark corridor suddenly appeared.

A powerful energy fluctuation emanated faintly from the corridor, like an invisible barrier, blocking everyone's way.

The Five Elders of Liaodong had specifically instructed in the hero's invitation that all major sects should bring masters who were proficient in formations. Seeing this scene, many cultivators took out their formation plates, looked solemn, and began to deduce the operation of the formation here.

After a moment, Master Fu Long of the Huashan Sect smiled and said calmly:
"The formation here is not complicated. It is just a trap and is not offensive. We just need to find the center of the formation and close it."

Upon hearing this, Empress Liu Si's eyes flashed with anticipation, and she immediately asked:

"In that case, can you calculate the location of the center of the formation?"

Master Fu Long shook his head:

“Although this formation is a trap, it is extremely ingenious. The core of the formation does not contain any spiritual power fluctuations, but is built on pure mechanical mechanisms.

“This type of mechanism is connected to the earth veins and uses the power of the earth to maintain the formation for a long time, so it is impossible to know the specific location by deduction alone.

“Even someone with a high level of attainment in formations must search for the mechanism himself.

“But what I am worried about is that this mechanism has a history of thousands of years, and due to the recent earthquake, it may have been damaged.

"If that's the case, we can only fight head-on and destroy the formation. But if we do that, the ancient books and treasures in the ruins will probably be destroyed as well."

Master Fu Long’s words made everyone feel nervous.

Originally, many people were looking forward to this treasure hunt, but if they used brute force to break the formation, no one could guarantee that the precious treasures left behind would remain intact.

Upon hearing this, Lady Liu Si smiled and said:
"In that case, let's do it without further delay. With so many of us, we can split up and search for the mechanism here. I just don't know what this mechanism looks like."

Master Fu Long sighed and said:
"This mechanism can be designed to look like anything. It could be a rock, a tree, or even an ice cave. It all depends on the mind of the array designer. It is extremely difficult to identify. So we can't miss any suspicious place."

When the Five Elders of Liaodong heard this, they immediately mobilized all the cultivators to begin a full-scale search.

For a moment, everyone scattered, turning over stones, knocking on the ice, and even examining the inconspicuous branches carefully.

However, as the sun set and the shadows of the mountains grew longer and longer, the group still gained nothing.

In these vast mountains, even if you know that the treasure house is right in front of you, you still don't know where to start, which makes you feel frustrated.

Li Qingyun looked up at the sky and strolled around leisurely. He had already secretly used his supernatural powers to find out the location of the mechanism through divination, but the revelation he had received was that the time had not yet come and the mechanism could not be opened.

So he pretended to work for a while, and when he saw that it was almost dusk, he pretended to walk towards a layer of ice casually, picked up a stone gently and knocked on the ice.

Tiger Lao San had been watching Li Qingyun secretly. Seeing him acting aimlessly as if he was at a loss, he couldn't help but sneer:

"Human boy, stop messing around here. My Tiger Clan has already searched that place, but there's nothing there. Don't waste your time!"

Li Qingyun turned a deaf ear and continued tapping the ice.

Tiger Lao San's eyes turned colder. He walked closer and said in a low voice, "This is the territory of my Tiger Clan. Don't you understand what I'm saying? Get out of here!"

Feng Yaqin saw this, her brows turned cold, and she stood in front of Li Qingyun in a flash. Her eyes were like knives, staring directly at Hu Lao San, and although she didn't say anything, she showed a strong warning.

Then, the three-inch flying sword in her hand flew out, circling around her body, making a low humming sound, ready to attack at any time.

Seeing this, Tiger Lao San sneered and said frivolously:
"You little bitch, are you that boy's lover? You are protecting him like this!"

A cold light flashed in Feng Yaqin's eyes, and she lightly pointed her sword finger. The flying sword suddenly shook, as if it was about to break through the air.

At this moment, Li Qingyun suddenly said:

"It's done!"

Then, there was a loud "boom" and the whole mountain began to shake...

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(End of this chapter)