Chang Longxiang and Miao Wuren also made the same movements as the old man, smashing the golden Buddha in their hands one after another, allowing those golden liquids to wrap around their calves, and then spread upward......

Unlike the old man, after these golden liquids touched him, what surged in Miao Wuren's body was Gu Qi, while Chang Long Xiang was an extremely pure Buddha Qi. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

Not to mention what happened to Chang Longxiang, even Miao Wuren and the old man can see the situation...... These golden liquids seem to be able to stimulate the qi in the living body, and whichever one is cultivated, what is stimulated is what qi is stimulated.

With the spread of these golden liquids, the old man's body surface has already covered these things, but outside this layer of gold, there are many black patches formed by qi reduction, like moire, embossed on this layer of gold.

"This is the most ruthless trick we have cultivated from the Spirit Mountain...... Whether it can be done or not, this is ...... this time," the old man said, and his voice became urn-like, as if something was blocking the sound, and it sounded very strange, as if it still had an echo.

"Master...... What the hell are you going to do......." I watched cautiously as I watched them perform their magic, and my tone became vigilant: "You want to play with your life?" ”

"Nonsense." The old man smiled: "How can you block this door if you don't play with your life?" ”

I opened my mouth to say something more, but I swallowed it back when it came to my lips.

"You can sacrifice your life for righteousness, what reason do we have to hide?" Miao Wuren smiled, glanced at me, and his tone was full of memories: "I didn't expect it....... Walking alone for decades....... At the end of the day, I will be able to meet you guys...... It's not lonely after all......."

The old man laughed, suddenly ran back, and picked up the big bag that Chang Longxiang had been carrying on his back before.

The bag is not ordinarily big, it seems to be custom-made, and it is bulging like a pot, I asked curiously what was inside before I came, but the old man did not answer my questions, every time it was perfunctory, as if there was an accident to hide from me.

But now I know, there wasn't any pot in there, but it did put a big guy.

It was a drum.

The body of the drum is an unknown wooden one, with many golden stripes on it, some flowers and green patterns resembling auspicious clouds, and the two sides of the drum are painted with Buddha statues similar to those found on Tibetan thangkas.

In addition, the old man also took out two half-meter-long demon slaying pestles.

Different from the demon slaying pestles they had used before, these two were obviously of large size, and at the tail of the demon slaying pestle, each was inlaid with a crimson bead.

The texture of those two beads is definitely not simple, it is not transparent, it is turquoise-like, with some milky color.

What surprised me the most was the activity of these two beads.

That's right.

I felt like they were all living creatures, not dead creatures as I saw, and even I could hear their hearts beating.......

With this strange feeling appearing, I found that those two beads actually emitted an extremely pure Buddha aura, that kind of quiet and peaceful aura, even more than I had ever seen on the Spirit Mountain.

The old man threw out the two demon-slaying pestles, and Chang Longxiang and Miao Wuren each caught one.

Before I could figure out what they were trying to do, I saw Chang Longxiang leap forward, jumping higher than me, almost to a height of about forty meters above the ground, he stopped, and like me, he borrowed the weapon in his hand and stuck it in the stargate, hanging high there.

Miao Wuren was the same, except that he and Chang Long were jumping left and right, and the two of them happened to be on both sides of the crack in the door that was squeezed open.

When Miao Wuren also inserted the demon pestle into the star gate, the old man was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, like playing a tambourine, constantly waving his left and right hands, and beating heavily.

Bang, bang, bang.

The drums beat was dull, and there seemed to be an inexplicable force that could penetrate people's hearts, and even the frequency of my own heartbeat followed the beats of the drums.

Obviously, the drum is so big, and the power of the old man's beating has never changed, but the drum beat is inexplicably getting bigger and bigger......

Until the end, the sound of the drums was like a muffled thunder from the sky, and the dull sound echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

"That'...... What's that......."

The old ancestor seemed to have discovered something, stood not far from the old man, and looked up.

Judging from the direction and angle of his view, he should be looking at the direction of Chang Longxiang.

"What's that bead?" The Old Ancestor asked curiously.

"Relic." The old man replied without looking back, beating the big drum while explaining to the old ancestor: "That is the treasure we found from the top of the Spirit Mountain, it is said that it is the relics of the Venerable Moggallan after his death, there are nine in total, two are on the demon pestle, and the others are all in this drum." ”

Hearing this, the old ancestor also seemed quite surprised, although he was a stranger who practiced in the world, he still knew a lot about the outside world.

"Moggallen?" The old ancestor asked curiously: "In Buddhism, the first supernatural power of the Moggallian?" ”

The old man snorted and slammed the drum twice.

At this time, two golden ropes formed like light and mist suddenly drilled out of the drum surface, and found the two demon-slaying pestles on the left and right.

When I looked up, I saw that the relics at the end of the demon pestle were already connected to these two golden ropes.

Taken as a whole, it's a complete triangle.

With the sound of the old man beating the drum, these two ropes, which were like fog, also began to shrink continuously......

And as they contracted harder and harder, the stargates ...... The stargate has moved!!

"Closed!!" The old ancestor exclaimed, as if he had seen something unbelievable, and his eyes were about to pop out: "The crack of the star gate has become smaller!" ”

At this moment, the gap that had been knocked out by the old creatures had begun to shrink unhurriedly, and it seemed to be less than two centimeters at the moment.

The speed at which the crack of the door shrank was not slow, and it maintained a constant speed from beginning to end, and no matter how much the old creatures behind the door collided, the momentum of the crack shrinking did not stop.......

"We can't last long....... You guys should do it as soon as possible......."

When the old man said this, his voice was still urn-like, but in addition, there was a kind of pain in his tone.......

Beating this side of the drum is not as simple as I have seen, and the load on the drummer should not be small.

"Master..... Be careful yourself....."

I gritted my teeth, glanced down at the old ancestor, and motioned for him to get ready, and it was his turn to make a move.

"It's still early." The old ancestor smiled, his expression was very helpless: "With all the qi you let out, you don't need me to help you, you can control it yourself." ”

Having said that, the old ancestor still jumped to my side, grabbed a bulge on the star gate with his bare hands, and nodded at me, meaning that everything is okay with him, let me do it with confidence.

"Okay, you can help me stabilize."

I smiled and unhurriedly took out something from my backpack, and when I saw it, the old ancestor's expression changed instantly.

"What do you want to do?" The Old Ancestor frowned and looked at the thing very vigilantly: "This is not a good thing..... You'd better stay away from it. ”

I shook my head and said nothing, turned my face, and looked far away at the water.

The body built by the soul mixed with the water is being stabilized by the external force of the Xiangjiang ghost at the moment, if it were not for his silent help in the past, a few minutes ago, the soul of the shark would have dispersed.

The dispersion of his soul is still a trivial matter, the most troublesome thing is what the ancestor said, these waters are controlled by the shark master, without his control, these waters will naturally return to their original place, that is, the underground river.

As long as the shark master dissipates his soul, this man-made clear deep pool will also become an abyss in an instant.

"Actually, I don't have the strength to control the Ancient Qi anymore."

When I said this, my voice was very low, as long as my ancestors could hear it.

"I need a little bit of force...... Even if it's not ancient....... It's other energy that can also be ......" I said, looking at the black metal octahedron in my hand, the smile on my face was helpless: "The energy in this thing has not been sucked by the stargate, and it is not the qi of the old creatures...... are some of the purest life force ......."

"Are you crazy??" The Old Ancestor's eyes widened, as if he had guessed what I wanted to do, and his tone became nervous: "If you really do that, maybe you will ....... on the spot"

"No, it won't."

I shook my head, and my tone was firm.

"I won't die until the Star Gate is completely destroyed, not to mention that the energy in it has been dissolved and refined, and it is just some life force ......."

I said as I brought it to my chest.

"Just take the medicine to make up for it, damn it...... If you don't believe it, you can't figure them out! ”