Chapter Seventy-Three: The Art of Witchcraft
Xuanyuan Mountain, in front of the Taiyi Mountain Gate, Yan Yuncheng carried Hou Lei and waited anxiously under the 10,000-step stone steps, he had something in his heart, and he felt that the time had passed very long at this time.
Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, I finally saw my relatives, only to see that Wen Lan was still dressed in a dark robe, appearing in sight.
"Uncle Lan!" Yan Yuncheng shouted loudly.
"Yuncheng?" Seeing Yan Yuncheng carrying a stout man, Wen Lan's face was strange.
"Uncle Lan, let's go back and talk about it, I have an urgent matter to ask Daoyan Zhenren for help. ”
"Master is not in the mountains now, what is the urgency of you?"
Hearing that Lan said that Yan Zhenren was not in the mountains, Yan Yuncheng was dumbfounded, how could this be a house leak even if it was raining, this would kill people.
At that moment, Yan Yuncheng and Wen Lan confessed, and then left in a hurry, heading to the thatched hut on the top of the mountain of the four Daoless people.
Yan Yuncheng really didn't want to go to the Four No Dao people, he knew the temperament of the Four No Dao people too well, he had been walking for nearly a year, and he didn't dare to say hello to the Four No Dao people at that time, and he couldn't be nagged by the Four No Dao people all the time.
But there is no way, Taiyi Zhongyan Yuncheng only knows a few people, and the others are not there, so the four Wudao people are still in the mountain gate, so they can only go hard.
The cliffs are as old as ever, and the branches of the ancient trees are luxuriant, making a noise with the mountain wind.
As soon as Yan Yuncheng's figure appeared on the top of the mountain, the four Daoless people were already waiting at the end of the bluestone steps, looking at Yan Yuncheng with a resentful expression.
Yan Yuncheng's face was pale, and he quickly shifted his attention, carried the back Lei on his shoulder into the hut, and pulled the four Wudao people to quickly explain the situation.
Although the four non-Taoist people have a thousand words to say in their hearts, they are holding it in their hearts at the moment and begin to observe Hou Leilai.
Hou Lei's situation at this time was very weird, the whole person was extremely clear, but his whole body couldn't move, even his eyes seemed to be frozen, and his body was a mess, and the blood was rushing like a river in his body.
Forty-nine drops of essence blood were as bright as rubies, suspended in the sky of the sea of air, bursting out with dazzling light, and the blood qi was constantly evaporated, and the volume of essence blood became smaller and smaller.
The four Wudao people tried to observe Hou Lei up close, but they were stopped by the mysterious power, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take half a step, and his dirty face turned red rarely.
Yan Yuncheng only thought of this mysterious power at this time, and tried to urge his fingers at the moment, trying to force the purple gold halo out, but what discouraged him was that there was no movement, and now he was also dumbfounded, daring to feel that he was busy for a long time but it was in vain.
"Xiao Zu, I don't think you need to worry, I guess it shouldn't be a bad thing. "Although the four no-dao people can't be observed at close range, but after all, he is there for many years, as the saying goes, he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running, and he can guess one or two from the clues.
"Did the real person see something?" Yan Yuncheng was distressed, and when he heard the four Daoless people say this, he hurriedly asked.
"According to Xiao Zu's introduction, all of these origins are derived from that brute pattern Xuanhua axe. The Four Senseless Daoists looked at the Xuanhua Axe, which was still wriggling and flickering, and said, "In addition to the racial talent, the barbarian tribe also has a kind of witchcraft that is close to being lost. ”
"The magic of witchcraft is very weird, witch Gu can be planted on various carriers, and if you want to touch witch Gu, you need to go through a special medium, I think this Xuanhua axe must be the carrier of witch Gu, and it happens that it will be touched by the medium touch today. ”
"I see that this person is still unharmed at the moment, this witch Gu should not cause harm to him, maybe this is his chance, and I don't know. ”
The four non-Taoist people expressed their opinions based on what they knew and what they observed.
"Is this witchcraft very powerful?" Yan Yuncheng became interested in this strange witchcraft technique.
"Legend has it that this witchcraft was passed down by the gods in the world, and it was extremely brilliant in ancient times, but then I don't know what happened, more cultivation systems appeared, and the witchcraft began to slowly disappear, and only the barbarians are still practicing it. ”
"The art of witchcraft is very mysterious, with the change of time, many powerful witchcraft have disappeared in the long river of history, and what remains is only a scale and half a claw, and now the Gu art in the barbarian clan is only a small skill of witchcraft, but this small skill is also feared by the world. ”
"If the inheritance of the witchcraft can be passed down to this day, I am afraid that the barbarians will not be conquered and become a part of the Yan Kingdom, the power of the witchcraft no one can imagine and narrate, although the witchcraft has not fallen in the long river of history, but as an existence that was once able to suppress the ancients, how can such a powerful cultivation technique not be something we can speculate. ”
The tone of the four Wudao people is full of vicissitudes, and it seems to have penetrated the long river of history.
Yan Yuncheng listened to the narration of the four non-Taoist people, and his heart became more and more curious and shocked, this witch Gu technique was still connected with the gods, and how could the witch Gu technique hide its traces later, how could the complete inheritance be lost in the years, and how did the other cultivation systems come about, this kind of thing seems to reveal a mystery, covered by layers of fog.
The situation above the sea of qi in Hou Lei's body has changed at this time, and the forty-nine drops of essence blood have shrunk by nearly eight or nine tenths compared to the original, but the blood qi refracted from above is more prosperous in the past.
When the essence blood shrank to the size of a sesame seed, the essence blood finally stopped shrinking, but something even more amazing happened, the forty-nine drops of essence blood began to fuse, but the process was very slow.
After two hours of fusion, forty-nine drops of essence blood can be regarded as the fusion is completed, and the fusion of essence blood is only the size of a thumb. The blood in the body, which was originally rushing like a river, quickly calmed down at this time.
The essence blood hovering in Hou Lei's Divine Court slowly rotated, and brute lines began to appear on it, if Yan Yuncheng saw it, he would recognize that the brute lines on the essence blood were exactly the same as those on the Xuanhua axe in Hou Lei's hand, but there was a trace of time on the brute lines on the essence blood.
Outside, the brute lines on the Xuanhua axe in Hou Lei's hand fell silent, the ghost light slowly disappeared and was restrained, and he controlled his body again.
"Hou Lei?" Yan Yuncheng saw that Hou Lei's eyes moved like a freeze frame, and he shouted softly beside him.
Although Hou Lei was able to move, his head became a mess at this time, because a sea of information suddenly poured into his mind, and it was difficult for him to sort it out for a while, and the whole person looked stupid.
"Muscle man, you won't be an idiot, will you?" Hou Lei looked stupid, no wonder Yan Yuncheng thought so.
After going on like this for a while, Lei finally sorted out some clues, knowing what he had just experienced, and the expression on his face had long since lost the hippie smile he had before, and it actually showed a kind of non-angry self-authority, and a faint momentum of the superior was lingering.
Looking at Hou Lei, who had a sharp turn in momentum, the four Wudao people didn't say anything, but Yan Yuncheng was too familiar with Hou Lei's ramming, and he really didn't adapt to such a state suddenly, and he suddenly doubted in his heart that this kid should have been robbed of his body by something.
"Who are you?" Yan Yuncheng's tone was solemn, and his whole body was on guard.
"Xiao Zu, isn't this the person you brought?" The four Wudao people were also circled.
"This seat is a rare place in heaven and hard to find on the earth, nine days and ten places for me to swim, the Houlei Lord who is free from all over the world, and the junior has not come to bow!"
Hou Lei's expression was serious, slanting at Yanyun City, completely arrogant, looking at the heavens, and sweeping the six and eight wildernesses.
Yan Yuncheng listened to Hou Lei's words, and immediately understood, his heart said that this ramming goods, the nature of the country is easy to change, and it is difficult to move, no matter how he puts on a coercive posture, he can't hide the commotion and leakage, but Yan Yuncheng also put his mind at ease, indicating that this ramming goods are as good as ever, seeing that Hou Lei is still pretending to be a ghost, he kicked him directly on the ass.
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In a box in Dejulou, the atmosphere inside was extremely lively, and the shouts and shouts were endless, it was Yan Yuncheng and others.
Hou Lei didn't say much about today's events, and Yan Yuncheng wouldn't ask, after all, everyone has their own secrets.
Hou Lei and Tianpei hit it off at first sight, hated each other late, and soon urinated into a pot, and the good ones were almost wearing the same pair of pants, Yan Yuncheng shook his head when he saw it, and his heart was really good all the way, and they were all people who knew how to be cheap.
A few people in front of the wine table continued to gossip, Yan Yuncheng said something about his affairs in Langfeng City, and then added oil and vinegar to Lei's big mouth, and suddenly Tianpei and the others were envious, one by one with big tongues, and clamored to go to Langfeng City to drink, go to Zhangtai Street to hunt Yan, and enter the millions of mountains to slaughter demons.
Looking at this group of people, Yan Yuncheng's head was big, and he shouted in his heart that he was careless in making friends.
Qingyan and Zhan Zhen were put together by Tianpei's kid last time, and were put on the school field by Rounu as a free visit, and the two of them at the wine table were impatient, and told Tianpei's embarrassment under the gaze of Tianpei who wanted to eat people.
It turned out that in the martial arts hall that day, the pig-headed Zhu Si Nu took the initiative to approach Yan Yun City, and Zhu Si Nu's speech and demeanor caused a great shadow to Yan Yun Cheng's young heart, so she reported Tianpei's name to him.
I didn't expect that Zhu Sinu turned out to be a persevering person, and after many investigations, she found Tianpei, and as a result, she stalked Tianpei to death, and she was tired of making Tiandashao, and hated the person who pretended to be her own itchy teeth, and swore that if he found this person, he would beat this person half to death.
Yan Yuncheng listened to the introduction of Zhan Zhen and Qingyan, and his heart was only empty, but his face was not obvious, and he pretended to be relished, if he let Tianpei know that he hated the person with itchy teeth, he would sit in front of him and laugh at himself, it is estimated that he even has the heart to die.
Jokes aside, Tianpei and the others also told Yan Yuncheng a piece of news, so that he finally understood why he had a dirty relationship with Geng Yulin, who had never met before, and only sighed in his heart that this was a disaster that was not in vain.