One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 163 162: Stone Tablet

In Zhao Fuyun's opinion, Taoist soldiers are generally not very intelligent.

After all, with constant runes on their bodies and through special training methods, their bodies are transformed in those special environments, which will inevitably affect their minds.

Moreover, some will affect their lifespan, such as the Red Flame Taoist Soldiers. If they are involved in too many wars or communicate with the Red Flame Lord too frequently, then these Red Flame Taoist Soldiers may burn themselves to death and turn into firewood on the battlefield, dying together with the enemy.

Zhao Fuyun threw the Red Flame Magic Lamp in his hand, and he opened his mouth to inhale. The lamp turned into a stream of light in the void and drilled into his mouth, then went straight into his Qi Hai Dantian and merged with the talisman.

He gazed at the calmness for a moment, stretched out his hand and pressed it between his brows, then silently chanted in his heart: "Taixu's command: Hide!"

As soon as this spell was uttered, his entire body suddenly seemed to sink into the void and disappeared quickly.

The fog was floating, and it seemed as if no one had ever been here.

Zhao Fuyun followed behind Wen Yi and Zhong Dingfeng. Wen Yi seemed to be of a softer character, but she was not someone who was unaware of the dangers. She followed behind Zhong Dingfeng, giving him some advice from time to time.

Zhong Dingfeng ignored it at first and just kept looking. But after searching in the mist for a while, he became impatient and said, "My ancestor asked me to help you in Lishan to collect in Tianfu. I didn't mind it, but you rejected me and accepted Zhao Fuyun. This is a humiliation to me and the Zhong family. I have to come here to prove that my magic is no worse than others."

He also thought that Zhao Fuyun might be from a big sect. Only big sects could have such magical skills and bearing. As a child of a noble family, he still felt unwilling to accept it.

Before he encountered danger, he was still looking forward to its arrival. But after the danger came, he was trapped by the Taoist soldiers whom he despised and was unable to win for a while.

Being watched by so many people, he felt ashamed and angry, so he rushed out to look for the powerful Taoist soldier who was said to still exist. He wanted to kill him and then prove himself.

I just rushed into the fog angrily, but found nothing.

"The name of Senior Brother Zhong has long been heard in the mountain, but Junior Brother Zhao, who was invited by Han Xiufeng, is a good friend and disciple of Senior Sister Jin. The four peaks of Mount Li belong to the same sect, but we will not interfere in each other's internal affairs."

He was still angry in his heart, but at this moment, there was a sound in the sky.

A flash of lightning fell like a zigzag ray of light.

Zhong Dingfeng was horrified. The pearl cup in his hand burst into precious light. The lightning fell on the precious light, and the precious light actually exploded along with the lightning.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of evil wind rushed down from the sky, and he saw a winged man with wings on his back rushing down, holding a hammer in one hand and a pestle in the other. His aura was extremely ferocious, as if he had just rushed out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Zhong Dingfeng's body shook and turned into three figures. Instead of retreating, they advanced and rushed towards the winged man. However, the winged man struck the hammer and pestle in his hands again, and a harsh sound was heard. The three figures of Zhong Dingfeng were suddenly stiff in the sound, and two of them instantly collapsed.

And in his eyes, what was coming towards him was a big hammer.

He felt like he was going to die.

This thought was just the only reflection of fear before death.

At this moment, he saw a circle of black rainbow light falling towards the winged man. The hammer that the winged man was originally going to hit him turned over and hit the black rainbow light circle.

The aperture was thrown into the air, and then the whole sky suddenly lit up, and the original fog instantly melted like snow in hot water.

The light is dazzling, like the rising sun.

"Junior Brother Zhao is here." Wen Yi was surprised.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of spells was heard in the void.

“Red Flame Edict:…”

But before he could utter the word "burn", the winged man's hammer and pestle had already struck together. The harsh sound fell into Zhao Fuyun's ears, as if it had directly pierced his heart, making his magic spell that was full of magical power seem like a balloon being punctured.

He immediately shut up and focused.

However, the winged Taoist soldier did not even kill Zhong Dingfeng. He turned around and flew up in the void and dived into the fog. At this time, they saw a rainbow light crossing the sky and chasing in the direction where the winged Taoist soldier fled.

Zhong Dingfeng had recovered. Seeing the light suddenly spread all over but then quickly faded away, he knew very well that he was saved by Zhao Fuyun, who had humiliated him.

He didn't know what to say for a moment, he just stared at the sky blankly, and after a long while he said: "There are always people better than you in the world, there are so many cultivators in the world, I am just a leader in a small place, I look down on all the cultivators in the world just because I am praised by my tribesmen, I really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

Wen saw that he had reflected so much that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Let's go, let's meet up with everyone, Junior Sister Wen Yi." Zhong Dingfeng said.

"okay."

……

It was not difficult for Zhao Fuyun to chase the winged Taoist. His Golden Crow Divine Light Escape Technique was extremely fast. Although due to his realm of cultivation, he had only cultivated the first level, but this escape technique was as fast as light and he quickly caught up with the winged Taoist soldier.

He had been in the dark before and saw the two weapons of the Winged Taoist priest collide with each other, emitting lightning with incredible power.

While chasing, he was still careful not to be ambushed by the opponent's electric flash, but he found that the winged man was just running away.

The talisman in Zhao Fuyun's dantian did not give him any sense of danger.

He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that his electric light could not be emitted at any time?

When I thought about this, I felt it was very likely.

After all, they are just Taoist soldiers. All their abilities come from the runes on their bodies. The engraved runes absorb the vital energy between heaven and earth and form magic power within their bodies.

After all, he is not like a cultivator who has a Dantian Qi sea that can store magic power and constantly purify and condense it. Moreover, the weapon in his hand must not be like the magic weapon used by cultivators. It should be like the runes on his body, which need to constantly absorb the vital energy between heaven and earth and then transform it into that energy.

He soon caught up.

The idea of the law was brewing in his heart, and he then read out: "Taixu's command..."

As this spell was uttered, the fog in the void seemed to boil in an instant, as if it was about to be given life.

It was like something that was hibernating or dead, being awakened again at this moment.

Zhao Fuyun stretched out his hand and drew a circle in the air, which outlined the winged man in front of him.

"Bind!"

The brilliant light in the void and the fog in the sky all moved with his hands at this moment, quickly twisting into snake-like ropes.

The winged man swung the hammer and pestle in his hands, the void shook, and mist flew, but the invisible inner force never dissipated, but instead formed a vortex of mist.

The winged man struck the weapon in his hand.

But the moment the voice appeared, Zhao Fuyun chanted another spell: "Bind!"

The winged man's body stiffened, and Zhao Fuyun chanted again: "Bind!"

An invisible force in the void tightly bound the winged man.

The winged man quickly fell to the ground with a thud, and Zhao Fuyun landed beside him. The winged man on the ground looked like a bug entangled by spider silk. Zhao Fuyun deliberately did not use magic tools or magic weapons, but used magic spells. He was very happy to be able to do this.

The Winged Man's hands were still tightly holding the hammer and pestle. He didn't want to ask any questions. He opened his mouth and a ray of fire fell on the Winged Man's body. The Winged Man immediately burned. He didn't struggle violently in the fire. Zhao Fuyun felt that maybe his sense of pain had become insensitive.

Zhao Fuyun picked up both of his weapons and hid them in the space on the belt around his waist.

He opened his mouth again and spit out a streak of fire that fell into his palm and turned into a lamp, dispersing the fog. He thought to himself, since Wen Yun and the others were gathered together, nothing should happen. Why not take this opportunity to take a look at this secret realm of Tianfu?
However, after only wandering around for a while, I realized that I had no idea how big this Tianfu Secret Realm was, and I had no idea what was inside. I wandered around everywhere but couldn't see anything.

Then he headed in the direction where Wen Yun and the others were based on his feeling.

Fortunately, they didn't go far, and they all breathed a sigh of relief after Zhao Fuyun told them the result.

But he found that everyone's face looked not very good. Of course, the ones who looked worried were mainly the senior sisters of Lishan Sect. The other men all had different expressions. When Zhao Fuyun looked over, some smiled at him, some nodded, and Zhong Dingfeng lowered his head in silence.

Wen Yun told him that the two members of the Zhou family of the Zhou royal family had never come to meet them.

Zhao Fuyun looked around and found that there was indeed nothing there.

Afterwards, Wenxi took out a whistle and blew it. The whistle made three short and one long sounds, which was the signal for them to gather as agreed upon.

But after waiting for a long time, they still didn't come to meet up.

Everyone's face had different expressions, some were worried, some were thoughtful.

So, Wenyun suggested that they go to those key places to collect first.

In this secret realm of Tianfu, all other people who come in see is fog and cannot tell the direction, but the people from Mount Li are able to identify the direction and path in the fog.

As for the two royal family members who came in, they certainly knew about it.

After making the decision, Zhao Fuyun moved in one direction and found that there were collapsed palaces, but there were also hillsides. He had no idea where this place was originally.

After many twists and turns, they finally found a peach tree.

The peach tree looked very old. The roots were black and shaped like a coiled dragon, as if it had experienced many lightning strikes.

The new branches that sprouted from it also broke and grew again, and grew again.

At this time, there were actually quite a few fruits on it.

When Zhao Fuyun counted, there were thirty-six of them, which was exactly the number of Tiangang.

"Thirty-six peaches, just right. They were not ruined by those things." Wenxi said happily.

Wen Yun introduced that these peaches can increase the essence in the body.

Once a person has more essence, it can be quickly refined into magic power.

Wen Yun also told him that any cultivator who was invited in could get a peach fruit. But theirs were taken out and handed over to the mountain gate to be refined into pills.

Afterwards, they came to a broken stone tablet.

The stone tablet was tall, with a spell to suppress evil spirits engraved on it.

Wenyun told him that this magic spell was mysterious and could calm one's inner demons if recited often. If it could be written on paper or engraved on a stone tablet, it would also have the same effect of calming demons.

Everyone came in here for the first time and knew that this was also an opportunity.

So they all gathered around the demon-suppressing stone tablet and silently recited the demon-suppressing spell written on the tablet in their hearts.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the words above and didn't recognize any of them. Those words looked like birds spreading their wings, while some looked like snakes twisting into different shapes.

"This is bird writing and snake style, also known as dragon and phoenix mysterious text, or dragon pattern and phoenix seal." Wen Yun explained to Zhao Fuyun beside him.

"Senior sister is really knowledgeable." Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but sigh.

"Junior brother, your mind is all on cultivation. My comprehension is not as good as yours, so I read more miscellaneous books." Wen Yun said with a smile.

"How can we learn and understand these words if we don't know them?" Zhang Tong, who was in a depressed mood, asked at the side.

"We just need to feel the meaning of the law." Wenxi said: "We feel its meaning, let it fall into our hearts, and then write it down in any words we know, and it will be a new magic spell."

What she said was the same as what Zhao Fuyun was thinking.

In Zhao Fuyun's view, no matter what kind of font it is, it is a carrier and way to carry the meaning of the law. When you feel and understand it, you need to write it in your own way. This is the real ability.

He looked at the words, not knowing how many storms the stone tablet had gone through, it was already mottled. Zhao Fuyun felt that he could probably knock the tablet off with a strong blow, but it still felt heavy.

And below the stone tablet, Zhao Fuyun looked like a turtle.

His first reaction was Tuobei Bixi, one of the nine sons of the dragon, because there are so many legends in this regard.

But he soon saw clearly that the thing under the monument did not look like a turtle, but a human.

It was a person whose head had been chopped off, and he was lying on the ground with his limbs chopped off.

He seemed to be trying to stand up, using his limbs to exert force, but his feet and hands were stuck in the mud.

He looked around and found a picture engraved on the back, but the picture was mottled and could not be seen clearly.

It can only be vaguely seen that it looks like a human figure, but without a face. Judging from the clothes on his body, he is a monk wearing a large robe and a tall crown.

He returned to the front and used his spiritual sense to feel the rhythm of the words on it.

The moment his thoughts came into contact with it, he felt nothing, even the eerie and heavy feeling of the Dharma that he had seen at first sight disappeared.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, and used the same method he had used when he was seeking enlightenment on Mount Tiandu to calm his mind, concentrate his thoughts, and in a state of concentration, relax and radiate his spiritual perception.

Slowly, the originally calm heart began to show signs of life, and within the signs of life, illusions emerged.

He seemed to see a stone tablet appear in front of him. The stone tablet looked heavy, tall, solemn and sacred.

Standing under the stone tablet, I felt so small, like an ant.

The words on the stone tablet were shining with a faint golden light.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the words on the stone tablet. He couldn't understand them, but when he used his consciousness to follow and depict them, a hint of enlightenment appeared in his mind.

In his mind, he copied and depicted the words on the stone tablet.

(End of this chapter)