Chapter 221: The Frost Fall Festival
There is no doubt that Tu Lingzi is a genius.
You must know that the ups and downs of qi, the gathering and dispersion of qi are all regular, and in the era when the Dharma comes, the spiritual passage is closed, and if there is no special method to imprison, the spiritual energy will overflow.
The magic weapon is mortal, the treasure medicine is withered, and the Tao is falling...
For monks who are accustomed to being high, this feeling is simply worse than death, but the physical body cannot enter the spirit realm, so the only way is to risk escaping.
And in that desperate era, Tu Lingzi was able to cultivate to the peak of qi refining, you can imagine how terrifying it was.
If you catch up with the good time, it will not be a problem to promote the yuanying.
But the world is like this, geniuses can't compete with the general trend, and there are very few people who can swim against the current and transcend the laws of the world.
Fortunately, the opponent's flying sword stayed.
Each flying sword takes a long time to refine, and almost all of the existing flying swords are inherited from ancient times.
The reason why the Xuanyang Sect is so strong is that in addition to being good at conquest and restraining all kinds of demons, the Sanyang True Fire is a magic weapon that matches it.
Flying swords, which can draw real fire and kill enemies for thousands of miles.
Fu armor, which can protect the way and defend oneself, is not weaker than the armor of the Yanjia Sect in terms of defense alone.
The two are combined, and the offense and defense are integrated, so the disciples of the Xuanyang Sect can walk alone with the sword, eliminate the demon world, and break into the prestige.
Each flying sword refining method is different, and only when it is in harmony with this method can the power be maximized. So even if Gu Qiu robbed more than a dozen flying swords from the Five Visceral Temple, Zhang Biao didn't think about it at all.
The only thing that suits him is the Xuanyang Sect Flying Sword.
But among them, there is a big problem.
Tu Lingzi's flying sword gave birth to a sword spirit, and he didn't know what chance he had, he became extremely strong, and even sat in the Imperial Mausoleum of Daye, commanding a group of ancient artifact elves, and making an existence similar to a forbidden land.
There were a lot of ideas, but none of them came out alive.
Zhang Biao's original plan was to recover it after he had a firm grasp of the foundation.
Now, however, it's time to plan ahead.
But the trouble is that the Great Cause Emperor's Mausoleum is also guarded by something similar to the Divine Domain, and the Dream Occupation Law can't get any information.
Only by gathering enough intelligence can you move on to the next step.
Thinking of this, Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, got up and came to the outside of the cave, and saw the new Qingfeng Village at a glance.
The Qianmo is neat, the wooden building is exquisite, and the water veins run through, forming five small ponds next to the tall willow trees.
In the snowstorm, it seems quiet and peaceful.
The wicker swayed, the wind blew, and the snowflakes flew in the air, this was Liu Ling greeting him, and Zhang Biao also knew everything that happened in the village.
"Cui Lao Dao's deadline has come?"
Zhang Biao was stunned, even though he had seen life and death, he was inexplicably a little stunned in his heart.
For any living being, the most terrible thing is time, the vicissitudes of life, the turn of the world, and the monks cannot escape.
Throwing away the distractions in his heart, he spread his cloak, took advantage of the wind, soared in the heavy snow, and soon landed in front of the Liuling Temple.
"Boy, you're out of the way."
Cui Lao Dao cried with a sad face, and ran out of his fart, "Lao Dao is going to die, if it's too late, you won't be able to see me." ”
Zhang Biao was amused by his scoundrel appearance, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are all the norm, don't you keep saying that you know the destiny of heaven, and even the coffin is ready?" ”
Cui Laodao was speechless, "It's all said so, but when it comes to the end, who is not afraid, who knows what it will be after death?" ”
"Now that there is a way, whoever loves to sleep in the coffin will sleep!"
Zhang Biao smiled dumbly, shook his head, and entered the temple.
There is a great terror between life and death, and it does not change according to your position of power and age, otherwise the monk will not seek transcendence.
Yu Ziqing and Wang Xin had already greeted him.
Zhang Biao had already known the cause and effect through Liu Ling, so naturally he didn't bother to talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Can the Yin Soldier complete the sacrifice?" ”
Yu Ziqing's face was a little embarrassed, "When I went to Luzhou, the number of recruits was a bit large, so the progress was slow. ”
Zhang Biao nodded slightly and looked at the offering table.
The offering table is layered on top of each other, and it has been filled with dense wicker people, of different sizes and in large numbers.
The higher you go, the higher the level of the Yin Spirit.
And at the top, it is the Liu Ling God card made of wat board.
"Let's go to the spirit realm first."
Zhang Biao said, Yu Ziqing immediately nodded, pinched the magic trick, and the wooden staff in his hand smacked lightly.
Suddenly, the surrounding scene began to change.
This is the mystery of the divine realm, as long as they don't resist and don't need to use spells, Liu Ling can bring them into the spirit realm.
The scene of the spiritual world is different from that of this world.
With the improvement of the grade of the willow spirit, the size of the spirit world expanded again, covering the sky and the sun, and the roots of the willow spread around the mountain range, and as far as the eye could see, it was verdant.
And under the willow in the canopy, there is a human figure hanging, vague, like countless hanged ghosts, looking really mad.
There is no way, the spirit needs to have a way to bind.
Like Lu Xianggong before, he used a human head vine to take the head of a powerful ghost and made a large group of headless ghosts...
Xuandu Temple, is to detain ghosts into the altar, if you look at it from the spiritual world, it is a clay pot growing human heads...
The Five Immortals Sect is to worship a small coffin on top of the incense hall, and in the spiritual world, the coffin is built into a temple...
As for Zhang Biao, he borrowed the spirit cicada.
No one can see anywhere.
And the five ponds around Liu Ling also changed, and the spirit realm turned into five pits, and a thick spiritual mist rose up.
When the five ponds were first built, there was a lot of attention.
This is with the help of Liu Ling's magic of hiding the wind and absorbing qi, regulating feng shui and forming a large array of five elements, so that the qi of the leylines converges along the waterway.
The changes in the present world, the spiritual world is spontaneously inducted, and the spiritual qi is circulating, and five small spiritual veins are also formed, which are used to build temple altars.
Zhang Biao took a look, inexplicably remembered the Yin and Yang Five Square Flags, and said thoughtfully: "The original drawings, if I change them again, there may be surprises." ”
Some of the runes on the Yin and Yang Five Square Flags, although they don't know the root, can barely see the effect, and they are added to the temple altar, which is just right for this five-element array.
And further ahead, with the ascension of the Willow Spirit Divine Domain, the area of the Lingtian is also expanding, in addition to the awakening grass, there are also a lot of strange flowers and plants, colorful, purple and red, looking vibrant.
There are seeds that Zhang Biao got in Yujing City, but more of them are collected and transplanted after the expansion of the Liu Ling Divine Domain.
This is the witch's housekeeping ability.
It is rumored that those spirit witches in ancient times were all good at farming.
It can be seen that Yu Ziqing takes care of it very well.
Zhang Biao nodded with satisfaction, looked at the dense figures hanging on the willow tree, and said thoughtfully: "The temple altar must be built as soon as possible, and it is not impossible to accelerate the refining of the Yin soldiers." ”
"Brother Zhang, please advise."
"Witch Festival!"
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"Moyang Shanyin, Zhao Xiu ceremony, in order to recite merit, respect the ground, the dignity of the temple, the ancestral hall rectification. Sacrifice Zongsheng, must be Zhuang. The people of the Quartet, the year is in the frost, and they are sacrificed to the soil..."
An official order broke the tranquility of the winter snow.
Holding a witch sacrifice ceremony and gathering incense is undoubtedly the best way to speed up the cultivation of Yin soldiers.
This kind of thing is inseparable from Zheng Yongxiang's support.
Today's Moyang City, Shanyindu and the surrounding villages and towns are basically controlled by the children of the Zheng family, who are under the protection of Qingfeng Village, and the family does not want to provoke them, so they turn a blind eye.
This is almost the pattern of antiquity.
During the Xiuzhen era, large and small forces were entrenched everywhere, and the nearby people were also protected by it, a bit like a squire, even if it was a sect, it had to rely on them to control all places.
Zheng Yongxiang also knew the future situation, and directly proposed that he simply take advantage of the stability of the situation and build land, mountain gods, and river temples on various rural arteries, mountains and rivers.
The amount of work is actually not large, it is just a small shrine, but when the Willow Spirit Divine Domain is expanded, the land can be sealed, Yin soldiers can be dispatched, evil spirits can be suppressed, and the entire area can be restored to order.
At that time, the people will no longer have to worry about walking at night, planting and fishing, and there will be no evil people to disturb them.
What Liu Ling has to do is to strengthen the Yin soldiers, stick to one side, and eat the people's incense with peace of mind.
Zhang Biao summed up in his heart, this is a good thing to sharpen the knife and not cut wood, so he happily agreed, so there was this official order.
Many things have long been circulated among the people.
The people in the vicinity knew the benefits of this, and naturally rejoiced, the rich families contributed money, the poor families contributed labor, and the work was in full swing in the heavy snow.
Small shrines and small earthen temples rise in various places, calculating the time, and they are completely in time for the frost festival.
These things are naturally handled by the high-level of Qingfeng Village, and Zhang Biao is receiving a guest who came in a hurry at this time.
"Tai Sui Daoyou, congratulations."
The one who came was Hu Yunhai.
When he came back from Luzhou, he knew that Zhang Biao was still in retreat, so he left first to deal with the affairs of Lushan City.
Hearing the news of Zhang Biao's exit, he rushed overnight and gave two treasure medicines as a gift.
"Elder Hu is polite."
After Zhang Biao took it, although he was smiling, he was vigilant in his heart.
Excessive diligence means that there is something to ask for.
The Five Immortals Sect is not a good man and a woman, and in the golden jade book left by Emperor Dayan, several ugly things about the other party were recorded, but they were just covered up like other sects.
Hu Yunhai was not in a hurry when he heard this, he first took a sip of tea, and then asked carefully: "Tai Sui Daoyou, is that place in Luzhou the legendary Beiyin Mountain?" ”
What he said was the ancient spirit domain that Yu Ziqing explored.
There is more than one entrance to the Ancient Spirit Realm, and some are even spread over different worlds, which is the principle of soul breaking boundary.
And as time changes, so does the location, with intervals of about 100 years.
The map of the spirit realm left by the Witch King, although it does not record many ancient spirit realms, but it draws the changes of its entrance in the ancient metaverse.
Zhang Biao calculated according to the map that after the spiritual world recovered, the entrance of Beiyin Mountain was likely to move to Luzhou, which allowed Yu Ziqing to investigate.
"That's right."
Zhang Biao did not deny it and replied calmly.
"Sure enough..."
Hu Yunhai sighed, "The bones are like mountains that don't know the year, and the yin wind is sad and bitter." This back-to-back mountain reappears, and Luzhou will be a place of right and wrong in the future. ”
Zhang Biao nodded slightly and took a sip of tea.
The Ancient Spirit Realm is very dangerous, but it also means chance, because there, completely unaffected by the decline of the Ancient Yuan Realm, many rare spiritual materials can be found.
Like the Impure Fortune Treasure Futu Pagoda, it was only from another ancient spirit realm called Senluo Prison that the materials were found and refined.
Of course, no one can afford to enter now.
Seeing that Zhang Biao didn't talk, Hu Yunhai turned his heart sideways, and directly gritted his teeth and asked: "Tai Sui Daoyou, forgive the old man for being abrupt, your faction, is there already an outsider?" ”
Zhang Biao was stunned, "What does Elder Hu mean?" ”
Hu Yunhai was silent for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said: "Tai Sui Daoist doesn't need to hide it, your rise is like thunder, and many sects have speculated that the sects outside Fang Xiangzong have not yet fallen." ”
"The old man was still suspicious, but if you can deduce the entrance to the Back Yin Mountain, I'm afraid that only outsiders can do it."
I see...
Zhang Biao suddenly realized, then put down the teacup, and said calmly: "Elder Hu, there are some things that are not good to talk about, please understand, you can know in your heart......"
(End of chapter)