Chapter 127: Clever Hands

Tianyou and the other three quickly climbed down the ladder, and just walked a few steps, when they suddenly heard a scream from below, and a black shadow was thrown down from the darkness, but it was the first mage Wang Ji to go up.

Qijie was shocked, I don't know what happened in this netherworld, why this Wang Ji was thrown up, but the netherworld is more than a hundred feet away from the ground, and this fall must be broken into flesh.

The three of them didn't care about pitiful Wang Ji, and through the layers of black mist, they went to the netherworld.

Everyone only felt that their eyes suddenly opened up, could it be that the underworld of the underworld is also like the yang world? In the sky of the underworld, there is also a bright moon!

Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the full moon is like a wheel, the clouds and mist are like the sea, the moon shines on the ups and downs of the sea of clouds, like the flow of the sea, the silver waves are rolling, and the indescribable vastness and magnificence are indescribable.

At the end of this paper ladder is connected to a huge black platform, on which there is a seven-level black tower, behind the black tower there seems to be a heavy palace and countless buildings, and from a distance it really looks like the capital city of the underworld.

At this time, there were more than 20 people standing on the platform, all looking anxious, Gu Yunfei didn't recognize the Seven Holy Dao people, and he didn't see anything unusual after looking around, so he gave up. Tianyou and Qijie boarded the platform, and after looking around, they didn't see the figure of the Seven Holy Daoists.

Tianyou said: "The Seven Holy Dao people must have entered this black tower, let's go in and have a look." ”

The three of them walked straight to the Black Tower, but were stopped by two black-clothed Taoists, one of whom said: "If you want to enter the Black Tower, you have to pass this second level, and you will be able to take the black with your skill." ”

It turned out that this round was to catch the crow released by the Taoist in the underworld before entering, Qijie asked, "What about the crow?" ”

The black-clothed Taoist pointed to an incense burner placed under the tower and said, "There are only four crows in this incense, and the crows in front have been captured, and this second round of crows is about to start." ”

Seeing that the first incense stick was about to burn out, a black-clothed Taoist walked over and stroked his finger and shouted: "Long! I saw that the incense immediately grew up like a spring shoot, and turned into a complete long incense.

Another Taoist flicked his sleeves, and four black crows flew out.

When the people saw the crow fly out, they hurried to each other to hunt down the crow.

Suddenly, someone in the air shouted: "Everyone, slow down, if you want to catch crows like this, you will underestimate the method of the Fantasy Gate." ”

Everyone looked up, but saw a scholar wearing a Nanhua scarf and a soap-colored robe standing on the eaves of the tower.

The soap-clothed scholar is the head of the elders of the Fantasy Gate, the wonderful scholar Tao Danqing.

Tao Danqing waved in the air, took a thick jujube wood pen, the pen barrel was purple and red, like agate ancient jade, the color of the pen head was slightly transparent, and there seemed to be infinite brilliance flowing out, which was the magic pen Taicang. It is rumored that this pen is made of a thousand-year-old jujube wood heart and a silver whisker dropped by the dragon, which can draw the world and the world, and can control the gods and ghosts.

Tao Danqing lightly held the Taicang pen, calligraphy and painting in the air, just a few brushes, and saw that the air was full of countless black crows, the pen stopped to collect, he admired himself, and said proudly: "Painting ink crows in the air, even if the former Tang Xue Ji is alive, there may not be such a wonderful." He blew a breath, and all the black crows painted with pen and ink all flipped their wings and flew up, and for a while, thousands of crows around the White Tower flew and circled in layers, and the sound of whining and whispering was endless.

Tao Danqing said: "There are 10,000 crows on this cloud, only four are true, and the rest are all made of the old man's ink. ”

Everyone saw Tao Danqing's volley painting of crows come true, and their hearts were full of admiration.

Tianyou and the other three were even more surprised, originally the three of them only thought that their cultivation of the Tao was broad and profound, and it was already the limit of heaven and earth.

At this time, on the platform, the crow's black pressure covered the sky and the moon, and even the moonlight disappeared.

Tianyou just took out a yellow talisman and wanted to light a talisman to take a closer look.

On the other side, there was already a mage holding an open flame lantern, ready to distinguish crows and catch birds.

Someone next to him immediately shouted: "That master, quickly put out the fire, this crow ......"

Before the words were finished, these crows immediately came to the fire, like layers of moths, the mage had never seen such a scene, frightened to dodge everywhere, the crows chased, pecked his skin and flesh flying, painful, this mage waved his hands, fell out of the platform without paying attention, and fell directly into the netherworld, leaving a series of terrible cries for help.

Tianyou was shocked on the spot, and then quickly took back his two hands and shouted, "It's so dangerous!" It's dangerous! ”

When everyone didn't know what to do, Zhou Bairun, the mage of Qingyun Mountain, stood up and said with a smile: "The Fantasy Gate is really extraordinary, it seems that you have to show some real skills." He looked at it for a while, as if he saw something, his fingers flicked, and a crystal clear needle flew out, which was the Ice Spirit Cold Needle, the ice needle flew into the air and chased the crow, and stabbed a crow, the crow was frozen in the air and fell to the ground with a click, Zhou Bairun hurriedly walked over to take a look, but it was a ball of frozen ink, which was obviously the ink crow transformed by Tao Danqing.

Zhou Bairun was a little embarrassed, his fingers kept ejecting, the ice needles burst out, and crows kept falling, but all of them were ink crows turned into ink.

Huang Shenghao, the master of the Juxian Sect, sneered: "You can't do anything but Er'er, look at me." As he spoke, he took out a five-color brocade from his arms, shook his hands, and shouted: "Jinyun barrier, Jinyun barrier, the wind is long, and you can't hide it!" Harvest! "That Jinpa turned into a huge colorful net, and there were countless flowers in each layer of the net, which could spit out poisonous mist, making the **** birds unconscious as soon as they entered it.

Huang Shenghao shook the brocade cloud barrier, like a colorful cloud floating by, as soon as the colorful cloud was collected, he grabbed hundreds of crows, all the crows were motionless as soon as they entered the net, and he said proudly: "I don't believe it, none of these are there." ”

"Alas!" In mid-air, Tao Danqing seemed to sigh.

The ink crows caught by the Jinyun Barrier suddenly burst open, all turning into thick clouds of ink, staining the colorful nets with filth. This brocade cloud barrier is incomparably gorgeous, and once it is stained, it is immediately beaten back to its original shape, and it becomes a one-foot-sized colored handkerchief, which is covered with thick ink and loses its efficacy.

This colorful cloud brocade is Huang Shenghao's treasure in the box, and now it is destroyed by this ink crow, how not to be heartbroken, he immediately wailed: "That's it, that's it, the fantasy gate is too deceitful, I won't participate in this Heavenly Master Conference." As he spoke, he took the handkerchief and walked towards the clouds.

Seeing that this crow was dense, like a huge black cloud shrouded in the air, how could he tell which was the ink crow and which was the crow, and said anxiously: "How is this good?" ”

Gu Yunfei said coldly: "It's better for me to cut off these crows with one sword!" ”

Tianyou shook his head and said: "Didn't you hear the scholar on the tower say that this test is to remove the false and retain the true, not the ability to kill the enemy, but the ability to discriminate, if you kill them all, you will not be able to pass." ”

Gu Yunfei didn't believe it, he snorted coldly: "As long as you can catch the crow, why bother so much." ”

Bang! The prismatic Lieyan Divine Sword flew out, and the firelight shone on the clouds and mist, a blood-red, even more dazzling than the moonlight.