One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 285: Testing the Yin-Yang Ring

He seldom wore the mysterious-looking purple robes that Lishan gave him. He felt it was too conspicuous when he wore it before. But the time had changed and he no longer cared about being conspicuous. He thought that it would be great if he could refine a robe that matched his Taixu Qiankun sleeves.

The Taixu Qiankun Sleeve was learned while meditating at the main peak of Tiandu Mountain. It was mainly based on the Daluo Waving Sleeves technique, and he transformed the legendary technique of Qiankun in the Sleeve in his mind into something more advanced. However, it seemed too advanced, and he was only at the first level now.

To practice the Taixu Qiankun Sleeve and achieve the magical power of containing the universe in one sleeve, one needs to create a Taixu Qiankun Talisman.

Taixu had some understanding, and the meaning of Taixu's Dharma had already been brewing in his mind, but as for the two words "Qian" and "Kun", no matter who he was, he could understand what they meant, but to form them into talismans, he was a little confused.

Because in his heart, Taixu is heading towards nothingness, but Qiankun belongs to the moral principles and is the dimension of heaven and earth. If heaven and earth have dimensions and moral principles, they cannot head towards nothingness. There is some contradiction between the two.

However, if the two sleeves could be refined into iron sword sleeves that are not afraid of flying swords, then one would naturally have an extra trump card and self-protection ability.

Of course, he could also refine other things. For example, he pulled out seven fish bones from the fish monster's back. He thought he could refine them into a set of flying swords, but he didn't have the other materials.

To refine weapons, one naturally needs precious materials. He was unwilling to look for them, so he could only go to the camp and assign tasks to the people there, asking them to find some precious materials.

He decided to preach the Dharma to them as a reward, and these people would probably be willing to do so, Zhao Fuyun thought to himself.

At this moment, his gaze fell into the darkness in the west.

About ten miles ahead of the Demon-Suppressing Wall is a large lake. The shape of the lake is an irregular long strip, like a shrimp, so this lake is also called Shrimp Lake. However, after being called that for a long time, because "shrimp" and "evil" have the same pronunciation in the local dialect, it is also called Evil Lake.

In the darkness, places with water must be even more sinister.

But what Zhao Fuyun was looking at now was not the shrimp lake, but a direction thirty degrees obliquely, where there seemed to be something.
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Yu Baohai was holding a compass in his hand. He looked down and saw that the compass was spinning wildly.

He looked up at the sky again. There were no stars in the sky, so he couldn't determine the direction, but he still looked up involuntarily, then looked down at the road under his feet.

He actually didn't remember the road he was walking on.

"Brothers, we are lost." Yu Baohai said in pain.

This time, eight of them entered the darkness, but now only three have returned, and all of them are injured and exhausted after escaping here.

"How could we get lost? Isn't this the way to the Demon-Suppressing Wall?" asked the person behind him.

"We are heading to the Demon-Suppressing Wall, but there are so many phantoms in the darkness ahead that I have no idea how to get there. Logically, we should have already reached the foot of the Demon-Suppressing Wall, but we have been walking for so long and still haven't arrived." Yu Baohai said.

Among the three people, Yu Baohai is the captain of the dark herb-collecting team this time, the one who is speaking behind him is Wang Zhiyou, and the one who is silent and looking around is Kang Ping.

"It's a pity that we have run out of our demon-suppressing talismans, otherwise we would be able to open a passage and leave this fog." Yu Baohai felt a little despair in his heart.

Suddenly, they saw a flash of fire in the sky falling into the fog like a meteor. When he was surprised, the fire had already exploded.

At this moment, his eyes turned pale with a golden red hue, like the light formed by staring directly at the sun for too long.

Then he saw the darkness clearly. At this moment, his eyes saw through the darkness and he immediately saw the way forward.

"follow me."

However, he did not notice that Kang Ping behind him immediately covered his eyes with his arms the moment the firelight fell into darkness. Wang Zhiyou even hugged his head, squatted down and closed his eyes, preventing himself from staring at the firelight.

He was running in front, while Wang Zhiyou and Kang Ping were following behind. Yu Baohai heard their heavy footsteps, but he didn't care. He knew that everyone was tired. He was just glad to be able to leave this dark place alive, because he could already see the Demon-Suppressing Wall in the distance.

The closer he got to the Demon-Suppressing Wall, the more at ease he felt.

"We're out, we're out, I brought you out, hahahahaha..."

Yu Baohai raised his hands happily. In his eyes, the huge mountain wall was emitting a sun-like glow that pushed away the darkness. The closer he got, the more comfortable he felt.

But when he turned around to see why the two people behind him didn't respond.

But he saw a shocking scene: the skin of the two people behind him was dull and without any luster.

He knew very well the difference between a living person and a dead person, and he knew even better that as long as a cultivator condensed the mysterious light, his body would always be covered with a layer of Dharma light, or precious light.

But now, not only are there no precious light on their bodies, but they are also dark and even filthy.

They are already dead.

How did you die?

But they had just talked beside him. There were too many cases of possession and the transformation of corpses into demons in the darkness.

He retreated step by step, and Kang Ping and Wang Zhiyou followed with their heads down, but they walked very slowly. As Yu Baohai retreated, their bodies seemed to be pressed down by a force, and gradually they could not bear it anymore. Their bodies got lower and lower, and finally they lay on the ground.

But despite this, they did not look up.

Yu Baohai turned around and headed towards the camp on the mountain wall. Not long after he ran, he heard two beast-like screams behind him.

He looked back and saw that the bodies of the two men were crushed into meat paste on the ground as if they were crushed by an invisible boulder. Then two black shadows emerged from their bodies and tried to drill into the darkness, but flames suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The two black shadows were like some kind of flammable gas. They burned instantly and then dissipated with the wind.

Yu Baohai didn't know what that thing was. Everything in the darkness was evil and strange, but in front of this demon-suppressing wall, it seemed impossible to move forward.

With sadness in his heart, he walked towards the camp step by step.

But Zhao Fuyun's gaze was directed towards the fog behind him.

The darkness surged up like a wave, and when it met the light emitted by the Demon-Suppressing Wall, it was like hitting an invisible dam, constantly surging up into the sky, piling up layer by layer.

The sudden change alarmed the people in the camp under the wall. They all looked towards the southwest. Some used their magic eyes to look into the darkness, but they could only see people in the darkness, like an army array.

Then everyone heard the sound of bells in the wind.

When the bell rang for the first time, it sounded extremely harsh and everyone covered their ears involuntarily. When it rang for the second time, it became much softer, and by the third time it had become pleasant to the ear.

Then, everyone heard a voice calling.

"Come, come, come here, here is the method of immortality."

"Come, come, come here, there are powerful magic weapons here."

"Come, come, come here, this place can make people no longer have any worries."

At this time, Yu Huaian said loudly: "Everyone, keep your mind focused and don't be confused."

So, everyone sat cross-legged on the ground, concentrating their minds. One of them said, "It seems that the Soul Binding Demon is hovering in this area. I didn't expect him to dare to approach the Demon Suppression Wall."

They knew very well that if they were not under the Demon-Suppressing Wall, they would not be able to protect their souls even if they were reminded.

Zhao Fuyun frowned slightly, pointed his hand at the rolling fog in the southwest direction, and shouted, "Disperse!"

Following his command, a light flashed along with a cloud pattern on the mountain wall.

And the fog and wind actually flew away.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of fire was shot out by Zhao Fuyun. The fire flew away. At first it was very small, like a firefly, but it became bigger and bigger in the process of flying. The moment it fell into the darkness, the spark had become a huge fireball.

The fireball dispelled the darkness, and under the light, rows of people were seen standing there.

The people in these rows were obviously monks, some looked like they had just died, while others seemed to have been dead for a long time. At a glance, there were hundreds of them.

They looked like corpse puppets, and in the middle stood a man holding a black flag and shaking a black bell. The black flag in his hand surged with black evil to protect him.

The Taoist shook the black bell in his hand, and he blew air towards the fireball in the sky. The corpse puppets opened their mouths and blew air together. In just a moment, a black evil rushed out of their mouths, gathered together, and rushed towards the fireball in the sky, like a ghost blowing out a lantern.

The name of the Soul-Binding Demon Sect was given by others. His real name is You Qi. He is naturally confident in coming here, and he has made a lot of preparations. These hundreds of evil corpses are his best assistants.

The evil spirits exhaled by these evil corpses can not only blow out the lights, but also defile magical instruments and treasures. They are a powerful aid in his battles with others.

He found out clearly that the man here practiced fire magic and had a lamp-shaped magic weapon. He felt that his evil corpse could restrain the other party's lamp magic weapon.

As for that piece of Dharma wall, he felt that it would be fine as long as he didn't get close to it.

Of course, this is just a test. Anyway, I can move forward and backward freely.

After finding out clearly about this man's methods for the first time, he could invite a few more people to take him down. He felt that if he could refine this man into a corpse puppet, then his 108 evil corpse formation would have a main corpse.

Moreover, he felt that since this person was practicing fire magic, after he refined his own evil corpse, the fire in his body could be transformed into ghost flame of the underworld, and could be passed on to other evil corpses. At that time, his own evil corpse formation would be reborn.

When he blew out this breath, all the corpses blew out foul and evil air together.

The fireball seemed to be split apart by the evil wind. The fireball seemed to float upwards and split apart, and a three-legged golden crow emerged from it.

The three-legged golden crow flew upward, avoiding the evil wind blowing from below.

At this time, Zhao Fuyun twisted his wrist, and the silver-gray bracelet on his wrist expanded and was pinched in his hand. He waved it into the void, and the ring turned into a ray of light and flew out.

At this time, You Qi was still frowning, looking at the three-legged golden crow circling in the sky.

He suddenly felt a strong sense of danger and turned his head abruptly. He waved the black flag in his hand, and the flag cloth grew rapidly, and was about to turn into an illusory black sky, covering his head.

However, the three-legged golden crow in the sky suddenly rushed down and landed on the black banner. A hole was instantly burned in the sky, and a silver-gray ring of light penetrated into it.

You Qi only saw a halo appear in his eyes, and then his head shook, his ears buzzed, and then he knew nothing else.

Because he couldn't see his entire head, the moment it was hit by the silver-gray halo of light, it had shattered into pieces like a rotten watermelon.

And at the moment when the ring hit You Qi's head, it seemed to bounce up and hit other corpse puppets. The corpse puppets actually fell apart, one by one. None of them could withstand the blow and they all fell apart under the ring.

At the same time, the firelight shone in, and the firelight shone on these corpse puppets, and they immediately burned.

Zhao Fuyun stretched out his hand and the silver-grey ring flew back and was put on his hand. Then, he stretched out his finger and made a hook in the air. Then, a flame rolled up the black flag and the black bell beside You Qi and flew towards him.

The people at the foot of the mountain were amazed when they saw Zhao Fuyun kill the Soul-Binding Demon so easily.

But on second thought, he felt that Zhao Fuyun's bento was so powerful.

In this way, it would be easier for Zhao Fuyun to do business with the people in the camp by preaching the Dharma.
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Xun Lanyin was in Zhenhai Pavilion at this time.

She came here for two things. One was because there was a contract between Tiandu Mountain and Zhenhai Pavilion. When Zhenhai Pavilion needed it, Tiandu Mountain must station a Jindan cultivator in Zhenhai Pavilion.

Those who truly understand know that there are three transcendent forces in the Great Zhou: Tiandu Mountain, the Red Flame Sect, and the Zhenhai Pavilion.

The three of them seem to form a triangle, nailed on the map of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

But now, one of the three forces has begun to collapse.

The second purpose of Xun Lanyin's coming to Zhenhai Pavilion is to use the magic rhythm of this vast ocean to refine her Xuanyin Lingzhu, so as to make her Xuanyin Lingzhu reach a higher level.

However, since her arrival, there have always been people visiting her for various reasons.

This made her a little annoyed.

Of course, she refused all those visits, but there were always some people whose visits were hard to refuse.

Especially the seventh son of the master of Zhenhai Pavilion - Haichuan.

He invited Xun Lanyin to come for discussion in the name of discussing Jinghai, but when she arrived, it turned out to be a banquet.

The lights flickered.

Xun Lanyin was sitting there wearing a red crown and a black robe, with a fair oval face and phoenix eyes. She took a sip of the tea on the table slowly.

In the banquet hall, each person has a small table, and behind the table are cushions and stools, and everyone sits on their knees.

Xun Lanyin was like a blooming black peony. She listened to everyone's compliments and responded casually, cold and lonely, like a flower blooming on a cliff that could only be admired from a distance but could not be approached.

At this time, someone said: "I heard that Master Xun is in Tiandu Mountain. Not only is he extremely beautiful, he has an excellent talent for cultivation, and even his fighting skills are outstanding."

Xun Lanyin held the jade teacup between her fair fingers and tilted her head slightly to look at the person who was speaking.

She remembered Haichuan had introduced him as an overseas cultivator who had also reached the Golden Core stage.

Everybody watched and listened.

I only heard Xun Lanyin say: "Someone really said that, what do you think?"

In that instant, you could hear a pin drop in the house.

(End of this chapter)