Chapter 499: A Little Land
In Journey to the West, you can often see Sun Wukong smashing the golden hoop stick in his hand to the ground, shouting "Old Man of the Land".
With the special effect of five cents, the land prince was pulled out of the ground by the great sage, and then interrogated.
The master was captured by a monster? Simple, find land!
The second senior brother was captured by a monster? In the same way, look for land!
What, the master and the second senior brother were captured by the monsters? Well, it's right to find land!
But where there is an acre and a third of land under its jurisdiction, almost anything can be hidden from the land, which can be called "the land, you know".
There is a way that the county officials are not as good as the current management, and many times looking for these mountain gods and earth immortals is far more direct and practical than looking for the heavenly immortals.
"If you say it, this Summoning Yue Order is really a rare treasure!" Xuan Wei muttered.
"The aura of heaven and earth has been depleted for so long, and the belief in incense in the world is becoming more and more bleak, and it is rare for today's mountains to be able to give birth to spiritual wisdom, let alone achieve immortal classes. The host expects to be like a minister, surrounded by magistrates wherever he goes, which is undoubtedly a fool's dream. The system couldn't help but say the opposite.
Xuan Wei smiled disappreciatively, he didn't expect to enjoy this kind of treatment, at a critical moment, it was already a great privilege to have an extra channel to obtain information!
"Also, some earth immortals with relatively large cards may be reluctant to give face, even if the host uses the Yue Order to force them, they may not be willing to cooperate. At this time, the host needs to come up with something practical to tie up the relationship, so that it is convenient to do things!" the system continued.
When Xuan Wei heard this, he smiled dumbly, and said with a slight bow: "Hehe, poor Dao understands!"
This kind of workplace culture, or unspoken rules, seems to be inextricably linked to immortals.
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After cleaning up the miscellaneous prizes, Xuanwei took out a white jade gossip from his sleeve and placed it on his knees.
This is a reward for completing a task before, and it has been crushed to the bottom of the box to eat ashes since it fell into Xuanwei's hands.
This white jade gossip is only of green quality, and its only role is that it can play a little auxiliary role in divination and calculation.
It is precisely because of this purpose that Xuan Wei did not use this white jade gossip as a toy for his disciples to play with.
"This time, look at how you escape!" Xuanwei raised the corners of his mouth and waved his sleeves across the surface of the gossip.
The Qi Technique was opened, and Xuanwei gathered the aura between his fingers and wrote the words "Meishan Jiba" on the surface of the gossip.
A burst of white light rose from the white jade gossip, and gradually, a picture began to emerge on the surface.
It's not much different from the last time I saw it, and the picture is still a mountain forest full of fog.
The difference is that the number of terracotta figurines and clay sculptures standing in the forest has increased significantly, and there are many glittering gilded statues and fierce bronze statues.
"It's you a junior again, you have repeatedly snooped on the deity three times, looking for death!"
A roar exploded, and the picture on the surface of the gossip fluctuated violently on the spot, flashing large white snowflakes as if the signal was bad.
"You're waiting for you!" Xuan Wei had long been on guard against this hand, and when the other party launched a counterattack, he instantly turned into a sword and slammed it up without backing down.
There was not a single sound of collision, but the fierceness and danger of the confrontation were difficult to describe in words.
Fully learned the lessons of the last time, Xuanwei directly adopted the most brutal crushing method this time.
How subtle is your control, how sophisticated is your technique, the poor way is to rely on the strength of your divine consciousness to bully you as an incomplete cripple!
Xuanwei didn't do any bells and whistles, and it was over with a stab at the opponent's weakness.
"Poof~~~"
In a muffled snort, there seemed to be a sound of vomiting blood.
The other party obviously didn't expect that the strength of Xuanwei's divine consciousness was actually higher than the last time, and he was caught off guard and received a heavy punch, and when he reacted, he had already lost the opportunity, and in the end, only the strong man broke his wrist and forcibly cut off this aerial confrontation.
"Tsk, it's quite decisive!But you have no way to hide!" Xuan Wei smiled indifferently, and the vast divine sense continued to flow into the white jade gossip.
The opponent's broken wrist move is not indecisive, but it also means that Xuanwei has won in this invisible confrontation, and the opponent can no longer stop Xuanwei from using the Circular Light Technique to detect his information.
To use a figurative analogy, Xuanwei's virus has broken through the opponent's firewall, and even if the other party unplugs the power, Xuanwei can still cut all the way along the network cable.
"Qinling, Lishan!" Xuanwei put away the white jade gossip, and did not ink, and summoned the queen to get up and fly to the north.
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Lishan is a branch of the Qinling Mountains, the mountain is long, the grass and trees are verdant, and it looks like a pale horse from a distance, so it gets its name.
Since ancient times, Lisan has been famous as a royal garden site, and there are countless cultural relics on the mountain.
Legend has it that in ancient times, Nuwa was here to refine stones to make up for the sky; in the Western Zhou Dynasty, King You of Zhou came up with absurd allusions to the princes of the beacon fire opera in order to fight for praise and laughter; a generation of emperors Qin Shi Huang built his mausoleum at the foot of Lishan Mountain, casting terracotta warriors and horses to protect the mausoleum forever; in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei staged a poignant love story in Lishan......
It can be seen that Lishan is a rare feng shui treasure.
Outside the scenic spots that tourists don't know, there are still many inaccessible temples and caves in Lishan, and there are not a few monks who settle down here to practice.
In a remote natural cave.
"We can't put it off any longer, when that junior with a mouse comes to the door, Lao Tzu's years of preparation will be in vain!" said a man with a pale face and a thin body.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the man gritted his teeth and sat up from the futon and walked slowly out of the cave.
Outside the cave was a dense forest, and the fog in the forest was so thick that it was difficult to see from a few meters away.
The picture that Xuan Wei had glimpsed with the help of the Circular Light Technique before was this dense forest.
The man walked around the forest for a while, and the fog around him gradually faded, and his visibility improved.
A large number of statues and figurines are scattered among the trees, which looks particularly eerie, and in the center, a large tree surrounded by several people has been cut down at the waist, leaving only a flat stump.
A red altar sits atop a tree stump, and white flags are hung on all sides, with strange and illegible characters on them.
After placing the livestock and other sacrifices on the altar, the man immediately took out incense and candles and lit them, holding a Dharma seal in his left hand and a Dharma sword in his right hand, and started the Dharma around the wooden stake.
"Rampant soldiers, listen to my orders. Wrath and ferocity, rampant and ferocious. Return to the world and conquer the world!"
There were gusts of wind in the forest, and there seemed to be thousands of ghosts crying faintly.
The white flags were blown to the sound of hunting, and the candles on the altar were even more flickering.
Click~~~
Suddenly, a bronze statue leaning against a tree shook its head, and the arm holding Changge was raised slightly stiffly.