Chapter Fifty-Six: Goblins Rest Array

Here, Hua Youyou explained to Tie Yi, and the five spirit bamboo beasts over there also fell to Jiang Wangchen's side, changing their usual hippie smiling faces, their faces were full of coldness and did not smile.

As the boss began to chant the mantra, the other four people also echoed: "The meaning of life is easy, the meaning of becoming an image is dry, the meaning of imitation is kun, the meaning of knowing the number of extremes is to occupy, the meaning of change is to things, and the meaning of yin and yang is unexpected." โ‘ โ€

This word and sentence, when I first heard it, there was a subdued tone and frustration, such as the sound of reading aloud in the teacher's school, concise and clear, and all things were in the book, and when I thought about it, it was like the morning bell and dusk drum in the temple, echoing between heaven and earth, making people feel that time passed slowly, and the years were empty and natural.

With the completion of the first round of spells, the earth around everyone is endless, constantly nourishing the stars of light particles, floating in the air, dense with light particles like fireflies, the sea of stars is bright, and it is very beautiful.

Seeing that the first step of summoning the light of the earth spirit was successful, the five spirit bamboo beasts entered the second step to return to the drawing array. It is an ancient shamanic dance step, which seems to be a simple hand dance, but in fact, every move and every style is secretly following the laws of nature, the laws of heaven and earth. The five spirit bamboo shoot beasts spread out into a circle with Jiang Wangchen as the center, evenly distributed. He began to twist his buttocks again, sometimes shaking his radish legs, accompanied by the melody in his mouth, his hands and feet pounded out of thin air, and his toes rotated pointedly, but his seemingly bloated and fat body was flexible and free. As the dance steps turn urgently, the light particles rotate around the five people at great speed, forming a piece of brilliance, like meteors surrounding, fireflies flying, beautiful. Then the dance slowed down and intermittently, and the light particles became lazy and floating, and finally stayed in the air, and then fluttered back to the earth. Looking at the pattern depicted by the light particles after they fall to the ground, isn't it a formal pentagram map......

A shamanic dance came to an end, and the spirit bamboo beasts were all panting with their hands on their waists, already too tired to do it. The boss gasped and said, "This is an old bone, I really can't stand such a toss, I haven't moved for a thousand years, and now I feel that my whole body is about to fall apart." โ€

The second child corrected: "Big brother, we don't have any bones in our bodies. โ€

The third shook his head and said, "It's not a question of whether there are bones or not. โ€

The fourth child agreed: "I think I must be middle-aged and blessed." โ€

Lao Wu pinched his stomach without saying a word, and couldn't help but complain: "I'm only two hundred years old, how can I be fat like this." โ€

The five of them complained for a while, which was also counted as a short break. After relieving himself, Lao Dao: "Next, it's time to really test a few of our old guys, put away the cynicism on weekdays, don't take it lightly." โ€

After the other Zhengse nodded, the five spirit bamboo shoot beasts began to quickly chant the incantation again: "Heaven sends a killing machine, the stars move, the earth sends a killing machine, the dragon and snake rise to land, the human hair kills the machine, the heaven and the earth repeat, the heaven and man are in harmony, and the foundation is determined by all changes." โ‘กโ€

These ancient syllables, which had long been lost, rekindled in the Iron Mansion at this moment, like blowing the horn of an ancient battlefield, summoning the most primitive barbaric evolution. The trumpet stopped, and the rest of the sound was endless, echoing in the heavens and the earth, and even leading to the judgment of heaven and earth, and in an instant the heavens and the earth were discolored, the thunder was shocked, and the mountains and rivers trembled.

The black clouds that covered the sun came suddenly, like an endless curtain, pressing heavily on the sky above Yancheng, and above the earth, there was silence and darkness. Only in the Iron Mansion, there was still a soft emerald green light, lingering on the pentagram, and constantly wrapping the unconscious man in the center of the circle, although Jiang Wangchen was in a deep coma, but the Hongmeng in his mind was extremely clear. In that chaotic area, there were two rays of light and breath intertwined, and a thick belt like ink, like a black python devouring time and space, constantly sucking the surrounding light and breath. And another purple qi like water is kind and soft, and the dense air is permeating the black python, preventing other substances in Hongmeng from approaching the black python, and it itself is being eaten by the black python bit by bit.

Day after day, the purple qi gradually weakened, and the black python grew stronger and stronger. Especially today, for some reason, the black python's arrogance suddenly soared, and he frantically twisted his body to make waves, not only dispersing the purple qi, but also shaking the chaos in Hongmeng, and many substances in Hongmeng were exposed to the black python's bloody mouth, swallowing the Great Zhou. And at this moment, a column of green air slowly shone into Hongmeng, and the soft light, sprinkled little by little, enveloped the entire Hongmeng, as if bathed in the warm sunshine in the cold winter, and gradually repaired the incomplete place of purple qi. The purple qi was like a new life, once again regaining its original majesty, entangled the black python, the black python was like a great enemy, did not dare to touch it, but it could not dodge, and in an instant, all the power was gathered into one point, and this condensed black spot was really like a black hole, distorting the entire Hongmeng. The purple gas mixed with green light, seeing this sudden change, did not flinch, and still collided with the black dots without hesitation, wanting to dilute the black dots. Unexpectedly, instead of being erased, the black dot was inhaled into it, transforming it into a black mist, and suddenly the black dot continued to expand, and its strength increased instead of decreasing.

The spirit bamboo shoot beast outside Hongmeng sensed such a sudden change in Jiang Wangchen's body, and it was even more unexpected, and then looked at Jiang Wangchen's body outside of Hongmeng, there were countless black threads that slowly volatilized out from his pores, and adhered to the green light, and even absorbed the aura of the green light, the green light was polluted, the spiritual power dried up, and soon turned into a grain of dust, stumbling and falling back to the earth.

Seeing this change, the earth elf bamboo shoot beast quickly recited the incantation again, and the pentagram painted on the ground once again rose brightly, reaching its peak, in the dark world, like the beginning of life, that time was the most brilliant burst. The pure and rich light swept Jiang Wangchen's body over and over again, impacting the black light over and over again, even if the dazzle turned into dullness, he didn't care about it at all.

The battlefield of the three-color light aura once again erupted even more frantically in Jiang Wangchen's body, as if there were thousands of troops and horses fighting in the blood, and the Jin Ge Iron Horse was boiling hotly, bringing the same feeling as millions of insects and ants eating bones, neither painful nor itchy. This feeling between pain and itching, deep into the bone marrow, tormented Jiang Wangchen over and over again, although he was already unconscious, he still instinctively resisted, wanting to twist his body, rubbing to relieve the torment of the continuous expansion in his body, or by beating his body, with another pain that can be clearly described.

In Jiang Wangchen's consciousness, as the more dense and lush green qi filled it, it transformed into a petal-by-petal transparent and emerald green aura jade leaf. The jade leaves are crystal clear, grafted on the branches made of purple gas. The purple qi once again carried the endless aura in the jade leaves, like a surging torrent, vowing to wash away this black and inky stubborn stone, just like the battle eight hundred years ago was rekindled, this is their fate after all, and no one will give up until the grievances are over.

The stubborn stone is still standing still, this is the case on the pentagram array eight hundred years ago, and it is also the same in Jiang Wangchen's bloodline eight hundred years later, as long as he doesn't end it on his own, there is still no one in this world who can destroy it. If so, it may only be the long period of 800 years.

Under the continuous impact of the purple qi, finally at this moment, the black spot began to be a little tired, the other party's two breaths complemented each other, and the power was too strong, and he was still struggling to support, it was inevitable that a trace of fatigue would emerge slightly, and this momentary relaxation, the black mang that had been swallowed and expanded before was instantly turned into nothing. In the vastness of Hongmeng, the black dots shrank in it, like a drop in the ocean.

He was born small, but he never showed weakness, he could retreat, but he would never admit defeat. The black dot suddenly changed drastically again, and began to expand slowly, and the gentle outline of the periphery also gave birth to burrs, like gears, no different from the black ball that invaded Jiang Wangchen's body in the secret room that day, this is the source of the curse, the original form of the source of the curse was forced to appear, and then rotated at high speed, wisps of black gas emitted, like a mayfly creeping, although the heaven and the earth are boundless, but if the body of the eye is infinite, it also has the power to shake the heavens and the earth, swaying the sky, and the purple-crowned jade leaves are suddenly shrouded in the haze and black mist, dim.

Although Jiang Wangchen was in a coma, he was screaming heart-rending at the moment, his eyes suddenly opened, but there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes, only a thick black turbidity curled around and came out of his eyes. The black qi continued to benefit from Jiang Wangchen's body, and wrapped him tightly, like a cocoon binding himself, in a vain attempt to cut off the hub of Jiang Wangchen's earth aura in the pentagram array.

"The source of the curse left by this black sorcery has been fully exposed, and if we chant the spell again, we will surely be able to expel it and purify it. The boss said urgently.

The second child worried: "Two times is already our limit, the eldest brother can't do any more, be careful to fight back." โ€

The third child reminded: "If you pour too much aura, I'm afraid that this stinky boy can't bear such a large amount of aura." โ€

The fourth child analyzed: "Although he is a mortal fetus in the flesh, his bloodline is also stronger and thicker than most living beings, and it is possible to withstand the three times of spiritual energy. But if you quit now, the stinky boy will be cursed forever, so what's the point of living. โ€

Lao Wu said decisively: "Continue to rush, without dangerous moves, it is difficult to win completely! โ€