Volume 2: The Realm of the Extreme North Chapter 159: Stacking Soul Array
Chen Zhizheng was standing in front of the mountain gate and waiting, and when he saw that the three of them just said expressionlessly, "Come in", he turned around and walked in the direction of the apse of the Taoist temple.
The three of them followed Chen Zhi through the three major halls, and behind that door, in front of a plank road, there was still a mountain gate.
Chen Zhi walked to a certain mountain wall, raised his hand and pressed on it, and a heavy stone door slowly opened, revealing a one-person-high hole.
After the three of them followed Chen Zhi into the cave one after another, the heavy stone door behind them slowly closed.
The cave was dug by hand, and the space inside was not very large, only slightly larger than the space of the west wing where they lived, and there were a few lamps on each of the four walls, and I don't know what kind of lamp oil was burned, and there was no smoke.
An octagonal pattern is carved in the center of the ground, which resembles a gossip but is distinctly different.
The notches in the pattern are extremely deep, and there are not only some strange bird and beast patterns in it, but also some strange lines, Zhou Yusheng vaguely feels that he has seen it, it seems to be some kind of ancient seal rune.
Under the plank road, ten faintly lit candles, the faint light did not stop spinning on the plank road, at this moment, forming a bleak halo.
Master Zhou looked at the plank road isolated by the candle with interest, and did not go for the first time, and Chen Tianhua was also slightly stunned and stopped.
And on each corner of the octagon, there is also a dark red pennant, on which are also painted with some strange lines in gold lines.
"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up. Chen Zhi glanced at Zhou Yusheng, who was looking at the magic circle, and said coldly.
Zhou Fuzi patted his shoulder, a pair of eyes shook his head a little complicated, the plank road lit up from the front, the dazzling light that made Zhou Yusheng cover his sleeves, and the wooden stake connected to the plank road at the other end was strangely cut off.
"It's a formation. Zhou Yusheng looked around, and finally determined that he had been deeply trapped in Chen Zhi's formation under his feet, blocking his aura and poking out of the enchantment outside the mountain gate, engraved with blood curse patterns like blood droplets.
After he suddenly came to his senses, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, no longer blind, he came to his senses, and looked at the plank road leading to the mountain gate with palpitations.
"The Stack Soul Array is actually this vicious Zhongzhou Great Array. Chen Tianhua said coldly.
However, his eyes were not afraid, and he even seemed to disdain the power of this formation, but his eyes were beating coldly, staring at the motionless plank road for a moment.
However, in Chen Tianhua's eyes, the plank road was no different, but in the eyes of Zhou Yusheng, it suddenly broke out with an unprecedented terrifying momentum, the candle flame shining next to the plank road was suddenly drowned out by a mountain wind in the wind, and the dark pupils emerged with piles of dead souls floating from under the plank road.
"The Stacked Soul Trapped Immortal Array is naturally nothing to our Thunder Tribulation Realm cultivators, but it is just that I pity this little friend, and I can't kill the living and undead suppressed under this stack of souls in my body. Master Zhou chuckled calmly in his eyes.
Although his eyes were full of horror, those white revenant souls gushing out from under the plank road, the soul-stirring sound, seemed to be impacting the weakest line of defense in Zhou Yusheng's body.
But calm, let him guard a wisp of fresh air.
Gradually, the sound of the wind and breathing around him gradually faded, and only the strange sharp sound that was wrapped between his fingers almost occupied a corner of his mind.
"The old man taught you to use the white pupil of the soul to drive away the stack ghosts under the stack soul, the stack ghosts are different from the ordinary ghost clan, they come from the demonic energy under this secret stack, and the body is not a dead soul, but a demon body manipulated by this secret stack. ”
When the Tsing Yi Dao people were gradually sunk by the voice of the stack ghost in Zhou Yusheng's mind, they swept away like a spring breeze like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
Zhou Yusheng hurriedly retracted his gaze, now he was isolated, Zhou Fuzi and Chen Tianhua could not prevent the ghost from invading his soul, although his eyes were full of obstacles, but he could still maintain his composure in his eyes.
But the most terrible thing is not that the stack ghosts will destroy the most fragile mind in his body, but that these stack ghosts are constantly erasing his memories at the moment they are immersed in his mind.
"Now you just stay where you are, don't make a noise to disturb the old way to cast spells, and don't walk half a step, understand?" Chen Zhi's voice muttered with bewilderment, like a beauty making wine, and you can smell the mellow fragrance of thousands of miles away.
The pitch-black pupils slowly faded, and a pair of pure white pupils like snow jade quietly floated into his heart, and he slowly opened his eyes, replaced by a stack ghost with a real touch.
Chen Zhi stepped forward at this time, first raised his palm with one hand, performed a Dao Bow, and then walked around the magic circle, silently reciting an obscure incantation in his mouth.
As his chanting sounded, on the eight small penang flags around the magic circle, golden threads lit up with golden light at the same time, spreading from all around, covering Zhou Yusheng's body.
Zhou Yusheng was originally looking around, but at the moment when the golden light covered his body, his body shook suddenly, like an electric shock, and he sat up straight.
"Chen Daoyou, have you seen clearly the pupil technique that the little doll performed just now?" Master Zhou's face sank, and the bleak swordsman outside his body drove the ghost to advance an inch of land.
But at this time, his eyes were difficult to calm and regained his calm.
"The pupil of the soul white, the pupil technique that ranks in the top five of the top ten pupil techniques today, psychic, the pupil technique that captures people's hearts and souls, the pupil of the previous generation of soul white, has been dead for a long time. ”
Chen Tianhua turned sideways with a little emotion and looked at the somewhat bleak figure in the pile of ghosts, and a trace of remembrance flashed in his numb eyes.
The black-gray fog then became more and more and more intense.
The young man in the mist first showed a puzzled expression, then his eyelids drooped, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep standing upright.
"The stack ghost is not an ordinary ghost, the old man led the Huainan Janissary Army to choose a mortal city that could take over the empty city, but in the territory of the huge mortal city, only in the city of Longyuan City appeared an extremely strong aura, and it was this aura that the Master of Silence finalized Longyuan City to become a new Huainan city. ”
"What does that mean. Chen Tianhua asked lightly.
"The aura gathered in Longyuan City is not an ordinary aura, he is more like a transitional aura, Zhou Tianyuan followed that aura into Longyuan City, and the aura gathered was that drunken and exquisite. Master Zhou sighed, was silent for a long time, and continued with some emotion.
"Zhou Tianyuan is just a big lie of the upper forces in order to cover up this Chen Zhi, drunk Linglong was actually not enough to support the aura of Longyuan City a hundred years ago, what Zhou Tianyuan stole was just an ordinary spirit jar. ”
"It's just that there was a certain form of aura in the body of that Drunken Linglong that the Silent Master urgently needed, and it was after this aura was taken away from Drunken Linglong by him, the aura in this Dragon Garden City became thinner and thinner, and gradually produced some kind of imbalance. ”
"Back then, Zhou Tianyuan took away Zui Linglong, but he actually saved tens of millions of people in Longyuan City, but they were all kept in the dark. ”
Zhou Fuzi's eyes were hazy, and he looked at the perfect fusion of this small figure and the back of the young man back then, his hands couldn't stop trembling, he pulled down his clothes, and the paper talisman on his chest lost the blessing of spiritual energy, and slowly slipped down.
"Now, drain the pupil power of the Soul White Pupil from your eyes, and remember not to expel too much pupil power from your body at once, otherwise the pupil power will damage your eye nerves. The Tsing Yi Taoist continued to spread the word.
For the first time in his first life, he felt the touch of some pain in the nerves of his eyes because of the touch, and in the bottom of his eyes, small filaments were bound in his eyes, and those vivid and extremely small tentacles were like two vivid life forces, entwined together.
And Zhou Fuzi and Chen Tianhua don't want to make any more moves to disperse the aura fluctuations, but they don't want to stir up the ghosts under the Tongyou stack again, with their cultivation, if they are all dispersed, the stack ghosts that have been condensed under the Longyuan City for thousands of years will probably all appear.
Suddenly, he felt an extremely warm current seeping out of his eyes, as if the warmth that frost and snow could melt, and the tears that made him fall were transparent that he had never seen before.
And he found that at the moment when the pupil power was released, he gushed out without any obstacles, but after the pupil force was implicated by the internal force, there would be a moment of blindness.
Eyesight is gradually lost, and vision is gradually narrowed.
"It's just a monk in the Purple Mansion Realm, I will summon souls in this vicinity after ten miles, even if those two old ghosts can easily deal with this stack of ghosts, what I want is not to let that person's heir die, I have to slowly draw his soul and refine his soul. ”
Seeing this, Chen Zhi showed a hint of joy on his face, and the method in his hand suddenly changed, and when he opened his mouth again, he actually spewed out a ball of essence blood and turned into a little blood light, directly submerged into the black and gray mist.
Suddenly, thick blood came out of the mist, and blood-colored runes appeared wildly.
But at this moment, with a low cry from the old way.
The temperature of the black-gray mist dropped suddenly, and it turned into a huge black ice cube in a little bit of crystalline light, freezing the tall young man in it.
Without warning, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of Chen Zhi's mouth, his eyes suddenly revealed a trace of madness, and a layer of strange blood red appeared on his face.
"What's going on!" Chen Zhi's face changed drastically, and he frantically pinched the trick, trying to control the black light point, but it was obviously too late, and asked in a trembling voice.
"It's actually Zhongzhou's method of seizing souls and restoring souls! And judging by it, this secret method is definitely not at the level of a half-hanger, since that kid has learned the soul technique of the people above. Master Zhou was half explaining and half talking to himself, his face full of praise.
"The one who relies on the special aura in the body of the soul borrower to achieve soul hunting, he has long seen through that this stack of ghosts is not the soul of a dead monk, but the bridge soul of this secret stack, this kid, the pupil technique of the white pupil of the soul is the most special aura on his body. ”