Chapter 406 The current Lushan

In the Tang Dynasty, this place was still a big river. In the Ming Dynasty, after the flood, a huge sandbar appeared in the middle of the river.

At that time, boat people in Fujian, Houguan, Huai'an and other counties surrounded the land with flagpoles, causing disputes. So the state government decided that the sandbar would be jointly managed by the three counties, which is now Jiangxin Park.

In modern times, the river at Longtan Point is still very wide, but the government does not dare to take it lightly and has made a lot of preparations in advance.

According to the understanding of ordinary people, how big is the impact of a mountain rising from the bottom of the water? So they evacuated people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait early and built flood control projects to prevent the river from flowing backwards.

So from Longtan Corner to Cangxia on the opposite side, the regional buildings of Nuoda still exist, but there are no residents, just like a dead city.

Among the seven innate Taoist schools, the strongest three appeared, plus Huang Huiguang and Cheng Anshun and Gu Zhai, the current hosts of the Lushan school. These seven people were at the heart of the operation.

They stayed in the Left Sea for two days. On the third day, the sun does not set and the moon does not rise. This is the best time for Huang Huiguang to calculate.

Seven people and Mu Kun and the others gathered at Longtan Corner with their backs to Chen Jinggu Temple and the pale green river in front of them. Calm and waveless, calm and natural, thousands of years like a day of the East.

The altar has been built on the shore, and Huang Huiguang and Cheng Anshun have also changed their robes.

Lushan Institute of Science and Technology is divided into two types: civil and military:

In the martial arts arena, a red/black scarf is tied around his head, a leather protector is tied around his neck, a green jacket is worn at the top, a long purple skirt is covered at the bottom, and sandals are stepped on. The scene was very tragic. He always wore his face and cut his tongue. He claimed that he could not leave the altar without blood. He took the demons and captured the ghosts.

Wenchang is similar to the Day of Justice, where God invites the gods to sacrifice.

On the top of the altar, there is a huge statue of the Nanwu snake, which enshrines the statues of Xu Xun and Chen Jinggu. In addition to this, there are tools such as talismans, dragon horns (made of horns that can make sounds), sabers, three-pronged bells, etc.

The Blackwater Sword was inserted directly into the middle of the console table.

Among these people, the most nervous is Mu Kun. He sacrificed a national treasure on behalf of the country and fought for the illusory Lushan court... To be honest, even now, there is still a lot of opposition in court.

Before starting, he couldn't help but step forward and asked, "Huang Daoist, you don't have to hide it from me. How sure are you?"

"Less than 50 percent!" Huang Huiguang said.

Hiss!

Mu Kun's face twitched and he sighed: "Okay, I'll change the question." My biggest concern right now is whether this underwater mountain exists. If there is, you can think of other ways if you fail, if not, then you, plus me, can ......"

"Hehe, although the title of my Lushan faction is not obvious, it is also a real heirloom. Tang had the early ancestors of Jinggu, Song had Huanggong fans, Yuan had two generals of Huayu, and Ming had three Gao Zhenren.

In the history of the Daomen, there were 16 people, including the French. They've been closely associated with the Grand Court all their lives, and there must be some!"

"That's good, that's good......"

Mu Kun was slightly embarrassed, turned his head back to his original position, but muttered in a low voice: "I hope so!"

Burst!

Xiao Zhai looks funny, this person is actually quite good, but officialdom thinking is too heavy, which one to deal with, there is always one, uh... Slap him and stick his foot against the wall.

The couple believed this statement because after the middle of the Ming Dynasty, there were no more prominent figures in this school, and there were no more secular records in Lushan, which coincided with the time of the exhaustion of Reiki.

The crowd waited for a while. The sun is setting and the first moon is about to rise. The time has come.

"Thank you!"

Huang Hui turned around and gave Cheng Ansong a big gift, and then said to him, "Senior brother, let's start!"

"Yes!"

The two men stood straight, facing the altar, looking solemn and solemn like never before, but under this solemnity, they were boiling.

500 years!

There is a good chance that Lu Shan will return to the world. As an arrogant disciple, how can you not feel excited?

"Cha Cha!"

I saw the two of them standing slightly back. Suddenly they spit out a word. Then they chanted the incantation together. The syllables are strange and continuous. They sound like songs, but they are ancient Min languages.

"Dangdang, dang!"

The two men held the three-pronged bell in their left hand, stepped on their feet, and walked step by step to the altar.

Their posture is very strange, their feet are always in a straight line, their toes and heels meet back and forth, and the order of landing is the soles of the feet first, then the heels, and their bodies tremble slightly, much like a great god outside the door.

This is a unique gang dance step of the Lushan faction, called the queen dance step. As the name suggests, it is called Empress Chen Jinggu.

"Huh?"

Wen Gu was very interested, and sent a faint radio wave from the two of them, oh no, this should be some kind of attraction. It's like wrapping a rope around and slowly drifting towards the river.

There was no movement in the river.

After a while, they came to the altar. Cheng Ansong parked the car aside and left the owner to his brother. Huang Huiguang put down the three-pronged bell, picked up the teacher's knife with his right hand, and stirred up the genetic talisman in the pie with the tip of the knife.

He didn't dare to slack off, bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of Xie Jing. Fu was polluted by Xue Jing, and when he called, there was no wind, and then he regained his health.

Inadequate!

Huang Huiguang was taken aback.

Otherwise, how can I say it, Lu Shan's method is to be brave, and he is a big talker to the west? He is also ruthless to himself, he didn't even think about it, he cut off his tongue with a brush, and used the method of martial arts, and the talisman with the broken tongue on his hand hooked a few strokes, which was a royal order.

Oh!

At this time, the talisman had just burned out.

Yuan Qing hurriedly took him and took a photo of the doctor, Cheng Ansong muttered in his mouth, and said:

"The North Korean government is teaching in the sun. It will return to the altar at night with a magic weapon... Yin and Yang are in harmony, and the creatures will capture and display the power of the spirit... I am now reciting Lu Shan's mantra, offering the magic weapon of sΓ©ance, and please Lord Lu Shan!"

Then he blew the dragon's horns and made a desolate and ancient sound. The flaming talisman floating in mid-air seemed to mentally approach the black sword, wrapping the sword's body.

Buzzing.

The black sword immediately trembled, sang a song, and from the sword a strong attraction emanated from the sword, and sank straight into the water.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh......"

Huang Huiguang said, regardless of the blood all over his body, desperately gesturing. Gucci stepped forward and placed his hand on the black sword. As soon as his magic was spit out, the power was as powerful as Tarzan. He covered it.

Buzzing.

Buzzing.

This sword has a soul. Knowing that it would be sacrificed tonight, it would naturally fight hard. Unfortunately, it could not withstand the power of humanity and immortality and was quickly suppressed. The song faded, and the sword's body still trembled, as if with burning rage.

β€œ......β€œ

Wen Gu said to himself, unfortunately, you don't have a chance to show your style.

"Du... Du ......"

The dragon horns continue to blow, which requires a lot of energy. Cheng Ansheng accumulated his achievements the day after tomorrow. After a while of the wind, he became exhausted. Fortunately, the main ritual has been completed and there is no need to do it yourself.

"I will!"

Shi Yunlai immediately answered the phone, and the first weather blew the dragon's horns and continued to reverberate.

The sound of this horn acts like a coordinate guide, constantly pulling invisible lines from the body of the sword and probing the bottom of the river. Wen Gu was the most intuitive, and he could clearly feel that a strange energy quickly disappeared from the sword.

"Giggles!"

"Giggles!"

I don't know how long it took, but the river finally responded.

First, the waves are undulating and spread out in a circle. In the afterglow of the setting sun, there is a pale golden light. However, the ripples are getting bigger and bigger. In the end, the river turned into big waves.

Boom.

Next, Jiangxin Island was shocked. The island's pavilions collapsed in an instant. The trees were all broken. Countless gravel and mud fell into the river, not a single one of which floated.

In this twilight, the bottom of the river seems to be guarded by an ancient beast, struggling and roaring at the nodes that alternate between light and darkness, setting off huge waves.

Boom. Boom.

The waves rolled up dozens of feet, but miraculously, instead of frantically sprinting outward and falling towards the city, they raged on the island.

Under the pressure of the waves, the drawbridge immediately disintegrated. The wood chips sank into the water, but did not float.

"Look!"

Mu Kun suddenly shouted, and only drew a circle with a radius of 10 feet centered on Sandbank Island. The river was boiling and agitated, and the color was noticeably darker. Finally, a great circle was formed, right in the middle of the island.

Boom.

Crash.

At this time, the island could no longer hold on, and the whole sank, and it was engulfed in an instant. In the initial position, the darkness was like nothingness, not even clear water.

"Light! hurry up!" Mu Kun hurriedly ordered.

Brush.

Traffic lights on both sides of the Yangtze River are lit up in turn. On the other hand, on the low hill of Longtan Point, the prepared snow-bright headlights are on. The beam is thick and straight, just like during the day.

"What's, what is this?"

Mu Kun gasped, so under the light, it was still pitch black, as if the light had been sucked in.

He couldn't see anything and wanted to turn around and ask. However, he saw Yuan Qing and Bai Yunsheng, including Huang Huiguang, whose tongue was broken. They were all dazzled and their eyes sparkled.

β€œ......β€œ

After a strange silence, Cheng Ansong shouted loudly like crazy: "Shenshan, Shenshan is in this world!"

"Where is it?Why can't we see it?Why can't you see it?" Mu Kun was even more anxious.

"The Lushan Grand Court is not a descendant of the party, not a firm believer in morality, nor a person with profound achievements. Ordinary people can't see it. "Xiaozhai repaired the knives nearby.

She was so bold that she flew to the river with her feet on the waves. Yuan Qing and Bai Yunsheng followed closely behind, observing carefully.

Only in the depths of the Min River, I don't know its depth and shape. It is huge and immense, and it takes on the outline of a mountain.

"Du... Du ......"

The sound of dragon horns still echoes in the night over the water fields. Shi Yunlai blew half-loudly, his strength was very weak. Bai Yunsheng wiped himself back to the shore and took over everything. "I'll do it!"

The surgery is done on a rotational basis there. Wen Gu is always alone, and he is relaxed on the surface, but in fact he is very stressed.

The Black Sword is the true story of the Immortal Sect. Only with the best of our ability is the whole process suppressed. He had a feeling that the black sword would run away as soon as he relaxed.

"Du... Du ......"

With the vastness, distantness, and the sound of the ceremonial horn, Gu Xi went up the mountain little by little like catching a whale.

"Wow!"

The waves rolled, gathering from all directions, getting higher and higher. When it reached its highest point, it crashed and fell to the ground, and the river disappeared from sight.

Mu Kun and the others couldn't see it, and they were stupidly at a loss.

Wen Gu and the others raised their heads, their hearts swayed, and after more than five hundred years of silence under the mountain at the bottom of the river, they finally showed their true ability!