Chapter 189: Suspicion
Unconsciously, the Taoist priests near Jiang Fuyuan and Zhong Yifeng walked faster and faster, forming a vacuum isolation zone around the two.
Jiang Fuyuan happily kept his distance from them, regardless of why they were in a hurry.
When he was about to arrive at the position of the dragon's head, everyone's attention was on the direction of the dragon's eye, and no one noticed that Wen Jinhe quietly touched Jiang Fuyu's side, and said in a low voice: "If you encounter a monster later, you will run into the crowd, which is the so-called saving ...... with the same worries."
Jiang Fuyuan glanced at him strangely and interrupted him, "Why am I running into the crowd?" Is it because I don't like that no one is holding me back? β
If there is a monster, she might as well go alone, at least she doesn't have to worry about the safety of these calves.
Wen Jinhe: ......
The hill where the dragon's eye is located is different from other mountains, and the further you go to the top, the higher the temperature.
Obviously full of aura, being in it but not making the heart feel relaxed at all, as far as the eye can see, the trees are dry, the ground is dry and cracked, obviously in the cold winter wax moon, everyone is hot and sweaty.
Some Taoist priests who are not resistant to heat have begun to shake the sleeves of their robes to blow the wind, wanting to fan out a little coolness.
Wen Jinhe wiped his sweat and whispered: "It's so hot, it's dog days, if I didn't know that this is the location of the dragon's eye, I would have suspected that someone had refined a dry fish here......"
The dragon belongs to water, and it is reasonable to have a natural restraint effect on the fire attribute of the drought, and the longan has the meaning of a spring since ancient times, so refining the dartland in the dragon's eye position is tantamount to digging a well on the top of the mountain, increasing the difficulty for yourself.
Jiang Fuyuan glanced at him: "Don't be a crow's mouth." β
Wen Jinhe pursed his mouth: "It's not a reasonable guess for me, otherwise why is it dry and hot here......"
"Ahemβ"
A Taoist priest stood two meters away from Jiang Fuhe and kept a distance, and very deliberately attracted Wen Jinhe's attention, seeing him look up at himself, the Taoist priest arched his hand and said: "Golden Crane Daoist, the palace master is calling you." β
Wen Jinhe: "Okay, I'll go now." β
As soon as he took two steps, he turned back and squeezed his eyes at Jiang Fu Kite, and said silently with his lips: "Save each other with the same worries." β
Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyes to look at him, her face sank, and she saw a cloud of black gas from Wen Jinhe's eyebrows.
Not yet......
Before she could speak, Gu Qing's voice suddenly came from the front of the team.
"There is a formation!"
As soon as everyone's expressions changed, Wen Jinhe immediately strode in the direction of his master.
There was a deep arc-shaped crack where Gu Qing stopped, and if you looked closely, you would find that there were more subtle cracks on top of the arc-shaped crack, these cracks criss-crossed, combined together in a peculiar pattern, and those who had studied the formation method could see at a glance that this was by no means a trace of natural formation.
But what the specific array was, everyone couldn't tell for a while.
Wen Jinhe stood behind Gu Qing, looked up and looked around, and suddenly saw a brown thing on a tree not far away.
He hurriedly pointed to the right front and shouted, "There's a bird over there!" β
All they went, with nothing but ever-changing vegetation landscapes, the bird was the first living creature they encountered besides the Orion.
The bird looks like it's the size of its hands, round and round, with brown feathers that make it impossible to tell if it's facing or turning away from the crowd.
Wen Jinhe curiously took two steps under the tree where the bird was: "What kind of bird is this, how can it be in the dragon's eye position, could it be a spirit ......?"
Before he could finish his sentence, the bird suddenly moved slowly, and a human face with four eyes protruded from its brown feathers.
"Hip-"
The palm-sized face opened its mouth and screamed strangely, and its dark eyes stared directly at Wen Jinhe.
Jiang Fuyuan was taken aback: "It's ι’ (1)!" Come back! β
Wen Jinhe wanted to retreat, but in the next second, a brown feather shot out from behind his ear and pierced his chest directly.
"Golden Crane!" / "Golden Crane Michichi! β
The feather seemed to have a thousand powers, and the moment it passed through his chest, it directly flew his body up, fell back half a meter, and then nailed to the ground.
Blood gushed from the wound, staining the ground beneath Wen Jinhe's body red.
Zhong Yongfeng reacted extremely quickly, quickly ran to Wen Jinhe's side, looked at his wounds and immediately pressed his chest a few places.
"It's not critical, it's still saved."
He has been injured too many times on the battlefield, and he has been ill for a long time to treat himself, and his judgment of the injury is fast and accurate, but fortunately, he pressed several key acupuncture points, and the bleeding speed of Wen Jinhe's wound was quickly controlled.
"Be careful with the wind!"
Jiang Fukite's voice sounded from behind him, and at the same time, several strong winds blew, and it was the feathers of the hair.
Zhong Yongfeng grabbed Wen Jinhe's shoulders and threw the person on his shoulders like a sack, turning sideways to avoid the feather attack.
Bang Bang Bang - Four feathers pinned to the place where he had just stood, sending up a cloud of dust.
"There's something wrong with this." Gu Qing's voice sounded not far away, "It's like gathering spirits to clear the array!" β
Jiang Fuyuan turned his head and saw Gu Qing bite through his fingertips, directly draw a blood spell on the arc gap, then pinch the trick with his left hand, turn his right hand into a vertical palm, and slash towards the blood curse.
At the moment when the blade slashed the blood curse, the monster on the tree screamed twice, trembling and twitching, and a moment later the round bird fell from the branch, kicked its legs on the ground, and stopped moving after a while.
The crowd breathed a sigh of relief.
The crisis was lifted, and the small chattering began to continue.
"If you are worthy of being the palace master, the monster will die."
"At a critical time, it still depends on our palace master, unlike some people, who usually speak very well, but actually ......"
"Don't say it, the palace master is at the real level, how can the person who worships the evil god be compared to the palace master?"
Jiang Fuyuan lifted his eyelids, walked through everyone expressionlessly, and walked in front of the formation.
She looked down at the barren and cracked ground.
This formation is very familiar.
Chi Xinsu walked up to her and frowned: "Isn't this the pattern on the seal that you tried to draw with the Golden Crane Immortal?" β
Gu Qing snorted: "It is indeed the Gathering Spirit Shangqing Formation, someone is using this formation to gather the dragon vein aura, and it will attract strange beasts." β
Saying that, he looked at Jiang Fuyuan: "Mu Xiangu, the Shangqing Fu is the secret method of the Daomen, and it is only recorded in the secret book, if I remember correctly, only you and Jin He have carefully observed the rune pattern here." β
Runes and formations are all connected, and talented people can comprehend the same formation only according to the direction of the runes, and with Jiang Fu's ability, it is even easier to turn the supernatant into a spirit gathering supernatant array.
Immediately, a Taoist priest shouted: "Sure enough, it's you!" β
"Only you and the Golden Crane Daoist will meet the Qing Fu, the Golden Crane Daoist has been cultivating the Dao Dharma with us in the Dao Palace before, then only you have the opportunity to set up a big array here!"
"You worship the evil gods, and set up a formation to raise demon beasts, what do you want to do!"
Chi Xinsu immediately retorted: "It must be framed, Ci Zhan will not do such a thing." β
"His Royal Highness King Xin, do you still want to protect this demon girl today?" A Taoist priest shouted, "It's not her, who else!" β
Listening to their noisy shouting, Jiang Fuyuan snorted coldly and said lazily: "Of course, there are still people who will clear the talisman." β
She slowly moved her gaze to Gu Qing: "Isn't the original pattern of the supernatant talisman that I and the monkey drew provided by him?" If you want to say that there is suspicion, the old cow's nose is the most suspicious. β
(1) ι’, from the "Classic of Mountains and Seas". Original text: There are birds, its shape is like a owl, the face is four-eyed and has ears, its name is called Hao, its song is self-called, and the world is in a great drought.