One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 295: The Insect Curse

Zhao Fuyun followed Chen Wenmei using the Taixu escape method. He did not try to deafen the sound, but tried to listen as much as possible.

When I first heard the faint chirping of insects in the valley, I didn’t feel there was any danger. Instead, I felt like I was listening to a sonata in the quietness of the mountains.

He found that apart from those sounds, there were no other sounds, as if they were swallowed up by the valley.

When the black leopard pounced down, it was also silent, and he found that the wild beasts or monsters here were not afraid of humans.

However, after listening to the sound of insects for a long time, his mind began to be filled with confused thoughts, as if someone was using dry wood to stoke the flame, or as if the wind was blowing the treetops.

The flames flew and the leaves in his heart shook, but Zhao Fuyun used the Taiyue Zhenshen Method to suppress his mind. No matter how the outside world provoked him, his mind remained unmoved.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, one in the light and one in the dark, walked forward in the fog.

Zhao Fuyun listened to the chirping of insects, which formed some kind of vortex and oscillation in the valley.

He felt it and thought that this could also be considered a manifestation of a spell.

If the chirping of insects is considered a spell, then these spells combined together would be a complex, large spell.

Zhao Fuyun also discovered that if there was only one insect's call, its influence would actually be limited, but when these spells are combined together, it is not simply a loud sound, but there is a unique rhythm between the sounds of these insects.

Some are soft, some are heavy, some are short, some are long and empty, some are hard, and some are as clear as water drops.

These sounds combined together sound like a large-scale concert.

Zhao Fuyun used one thought to perform the Taiyue Zhenshen Method, but he also separated some of his thoughts to rise and fall with the sounds of the insects.

The sounds of the insects became clearer and clearer. He listened for a while and then sang along with the insects. Slowly, the sounds of the insects in the valley seemed to become even louder.

In this valley, in a cave, Gu Zhangyuan frowned slightly because he felt that the sound of insects in this area had changed.

In the entire Yunmeng Valley, the sounds of insects are different in every place. Even people who often enter the valley find it difficult to discover the patterns in each place. Only people like him who have lived in this mountain for many years and experienced the sounds of these insects can know that the sounds of insects have changed at this time.

At first, there seemed to be some interference in the chirping of insects, as if something was forcibly added to the sound, making it less natural and less transparent. But after a short while, that astringent feeling disappeared, and the Dharma meaning in the chirping of insects seemed to become stronger, as if the volume had increased a lot.

He had been practicing in this mountain for so many years, and had always been relying on the chirping of insects in this valley. A few days ago, when he saw the disciples from Mount Li coming in, the hatred that had been there for many years was aroused.

When he was still in the stage of building his foundation, he met Jin Xiuzhi from Mount Li. He felt that he had met the true love of his heart, but was rejected after pursuing her. He was angry and wanted to use magic to get her.

Because the Dharma ideas and magic spells in his mind are able to confuse people's minds and can change a person's view of another person without them realizing it, similar to grafting emotions.

He called this magic "Marrying God", as if marrying a thought in his heart into the heart of another person. From then on, that thought would grow in the other person's heart and give rise to new ideas that are beneficial to oneself. Over time, the other person would obey his words.

With this magic, he traveled around the world and was always successful. Many fairy-like people became his prey.

Just when he thought he was going to succeed, he met another person.

The person's name was Xun Lanyin. At that time, he didn't know that the other party was a disciple of Tiandu Mountain. When he met Xun Lanyin, his heart became violently agitated again.

He felt that God had been kind to him as he had met such a mysterious and beautiful woman again, so he cast a spell on Xun Lanyin again.

However, it was this time that he was caught.

On the night he cast the spell, Xun Lanyin kicked the door open, and a fight ensued. In the end, he actually escaped. Fortunately, he was very good at escaping, and even when Xun Lanyin and Jin Xiuzhi chased him together, he still escaped.

The direction he finally escaped to was the Jiye, and then he broke through to the Zifu. After reaching the Zifu, he wanted to go back to find Xun Lanyin, but at this time, Xun Lanyin's name slowly appeared, and he discovered that the other party was actually a disciple of Tiandu Mountain, and her battle record was terrible, so he didn't dare to look for her anymore.

As for Jin Xiuzhi from Mount Li, he wandered at the foot of the mountain for a while and found that the other party would not come down the mountain at all. What's more, the power of Mount Li was complicated and intertwined. It looked inconspicuous, but it had stood for so many years and there were golden elixirs in the mountain. He thought about it and decided to give up. So he returned to the edge of the polar night and accidentally came to the Yunmeng Valley, where he finally practiced and comprehended the Dharma.

Until a few days ago, he saw the group of people from Mount Li and recognized them at a glance, because the robes worn by the disciples of Mount Li were all dazzling and colorful, giving people a feeling of wealth, simplicity, kindness and gullibility.

He stood up and walked out of his own cave that was like a bug's nest. Here, the sounds he heard were delicate and huge. This cave was carefully built by him and it had the function of collecting sounds. For many years, he had been experiencing the sounds of insects here.

As he walked out, a monster that looked like a human but was actually a demon jumped down from the tree.

The other party had a green face and fangs, like a monkey, but he held a bow and arrow in his hand. Gu Zhangyuan walked forward and came to a high place, stood on a piece of granite, and looked into the valley, because he knew that was where the group of Lishan disciples were trapped.

He didn't want to kill this group of people now. He wanted to lure the people from Mount Li here. It would be best if he could lure Jin Xiuzhi here.

However, the female cultivator he released did not return to Mount Li, nor did she send any message to Mount Li. Instead, she invited an unknown person to come.

Although he had married his divine consciousness into the female cultivator named Chen Wenmei, it was only a short while ago that the divine consciousness that had married into her heart seemed to be banned and eradicated, and he could no longer spy on her at all.

"This person is not simple. What is his origin? That Chen Wenmei brought people here without even asking their names. What a simple and silly woman. Are all the female cultivators in Mount Li so silly, yet so lucky?"

"However, once you enter this place, it will be my dojo. The insects in this mountain are all my musicians and they obey my command. Even if a Jindan cultivator enters the valley, he won't get anything good." Gu Zhangyuan thought to himself.

He didn't need to spy on where Chen Wenmei had gone, because the information brought back by the voice had already told him where Chen Wenmei had gone.

However, the information fed back by the voice only showed Chen Wenmei. The other person disappeared after entering the valley. However, he knew that the other person was following behind Chen Wenmei. He tried twice to force the other party to reveal his whereabouts by attacking Chen Wenmei, but his attempts were inexplicably failed both times. This made him feel a little fearful.

He decided to strike first and get rid of the person who had been trapped in the corner at the bottom of the valley.

He reached into his sleeve and when he took it out, there was a black flying knife in his hand.

The blade was black and shiny, with layers of spell patterns on it, and two words were engraved on the handle - Yunmeng. This was a flying knife that he had made from a magnetic ore from the mountain. Because the blade was made from a magnetic precious material, it had a sticky effect on the magic power.

Especially for the Dharma light that is gathered into one, it has extremely strong destructive power.

I saw a black light streak across the void and fall into the valley.

In the valley, in a corner that was concave against the mountain wall, there was an area covered by a cloud of colorful fog.

The flying knife fell with a streak of black light about ten feet long, and passed through the colorful cloud. A large piece of the colorful cloud was actually cut away by the black light.

The black light transformed from the flying knife did not pierce into the colorful cloud at once, but kept cutting on the surface like peeling fruit.

Every time it passed by, a part of the colorful clouds was cut away by the black light.

Ge Wenyun sat on the edge of the mountain wall. Beside her were two fellow apprentice sisters and a male cultivator. He was from a noble family at the foot of Mount Li. His name was Huang Chengcai. He had joined the Longxi School and his magic skills were quite good.

In terms of foundation-building, he is also a new genius. He can potentially achieve Purple Mansion and is the Purple Mansion seed of the Longxi School.

He came here this time for two purposes. One was to broaden his horizons. Second, when he was still Xuan Guang, he met Ge Wenyun when he followed his master to Mount Li. He was deeply attracted by Ge Wenyun's bright and slightly sad temperament.

Even though Ge Wenyun was much older than him and was said to have no potential to reach the Purple Palace, he still had a crush on her, after all, she was the object of his young love.

After entering the Yunmeng Valley, he soon discovered that he could not help much. Instead, it was Senior Sister Ge, known as the Purple Mansion Hopeless, who took out one magical weapon after another to support them and pulled everyone back from the nightmare several times.

This made him feel a little ashamed, but it also made him even more fascinated. He liked the maternal, gentle, yet persevering temperament she exuded.

Of course he had heard that Ge Wenyun was trapped in love, and he couldn't help but wonder what kind of person could make such an outstanding Senior Sister Ge miss him so much.

He also asked his senior brother, but his senior brother said with a dreamy look while recalling: "That person makes me ashamed to be a foundation-building person. We are obviously at the same realm, but it feels like one is in heaven and the other is in hell."

Later, his senior brother also reached the Purple Palace. He asked again, and his senior brother still said, "There is also a gap between Purple Palaces."

But the senior brother still didn't say his name. However, a few days ago, there was a battle between the masters of Tiandu Mountain and Luoxian Temple in the capital. After the news of Fenglei Zhenren's breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage in the battle spread, the senior brother said with emotion: "Tiandu Mountain is Tiandu Mountain. Although it may have been silent for many years, it is only because nothing big has happened. When someone needs to stand up, Tiandu Mountain will always have a genius like him."

He remembered that the deputy head of Tiandu Mountain, Master Feng Hong, was not well-known in the world, but it was he who relied on Tiandu Mountain to suppress the master of Luoxian Temple, who was not below the Nascent Soul stage, across thousands of miles.

Moreover, from the tone of his senior brother, he knew that there were still some powerful people among the younger generations of Tiandu Mountain.

So he couldn't help but wonder, could the person that Senior Sister Ge missed so much be a disciple of Tiandu Mountain?

He felt that this was possible. After all, they were all big sects, and it was normal for them to socialize with each other.

Ge Wenyun's face has changed.

She clearly felt that the silent cloud light condensed by the magic circle she had set up was being whittled away layer by layer.

She didn't know how the other party did it, but she was sure that the other party must be a Purple Mansion cultivator, and it was rare for a Purple Mansion cultivator to be able to do this.

"The magic circle will be broken soon. When it is broken, I will try my best to hold the opponent back. You guys try to escape." Ge Wenyun did not look very scared. Perhaps she had already made the decision in her heart.

She looked at the two junior sisters beside her, both of whom joined Han Xiufeng later.

After what happened in the Tianfu Secret Realm, the mountain master ordered that each peak should recruit more disciples. The two around him, including Chen Wenmei, were recruited to the mountain in the past twenty years.

"But, but how can we escape?" The junior sister next to her named Zhong Wenru was about to cry.

The other one remained silent, just staring at the sky nervously. She had already seen that black lights were slashing through the colorful clouds on the magic circle and then tearing them apart.

"If you really can't escape, you have to be quick and decisive. Either commit suicide or surrender." At this moment, Ge Wenyun's expression was extremely serious and his eyes were determined.

"Then, what about you, senior sister?" Zhong Wenru asked anxiously.

"My mind is not calm, and my Dharma thoughts are not pure. I have not been able to open a mansion for many years, and I have disappointed my master. I am almost past the age to open a mansion, and there is no need for me to live anymore. It's a pity that I have not been able to complete our mission at Han Xiufeng, and I have to disappoint my master again." When Ge Wenyun said this, the three people around her already knew what she meant.

"I will try my best to buy time for you. This valley is where I will be buried." Ge Wenyun looked up at the cloud light of the magic circle that was getting thinner and thinner, and then said, "This valley is called Yunmeng. It has a beautiful name and is also a good place to be buried. If I can fall into a dream after death, it may be a kind of fulfillment for me."

The three people behind her all knew that Ge Wenyun was determined to die.

"I just don't know where Senior Sister Wenmei is now. I just hope she won't come back." Another Lishan disciple, Liang Wenya, sighed. She looked a lot calmer.

Ge Wenyun turned his head and said to Huang Chengcai, "I'm sorry to have caused trouble for Junior Brother Huang. If the formation is broken later, Junior Brother Huang, you don't have to resist too much. After I die, don't ask for revenge for me. Just obey the other party, and maybe you can still survive."

"I, I,..." Huang Chengcai didn't know what to say for a moment. His reason told him that perhaps this was the only way to have a glimmer of hope. However, Ge Wenyun in front of him had already decided to die, but asked him to fight for his life in this way, which made him feel embarrassed.

"For people who practice cultivation, the most important thing is to live long." Ge Wenyun said quietly. She did not look at Huang Chengcai's embarrassed and red face again.

Instead, he suddenly remembered the back of Zhao Fuyun, who was wholeheartedly pursuing the Tao and the Dharma, when he was bidding farewell to him that year.

She finally understood why many people in the world would do many incredible things in order to attain enlightenment and understand the Dharma. Because sometimes, just wanting to live is so difficult, and all kinds of disasters will befall you.

At this moment, a black blade light slashed down, and the magic light condensed in the formation above her head was cut apart with a whistling sound. At this moment, the sound of insects chirping came into her ears.

At the same time, a clear voice broke through the insect sounds that flooded into her ears: "Senior Sister, I'm back."

(End of this chapter)