Chapter 170: Dreaming of stepping on the golden cicada and seeing the sky
The Soul Bell was directly hidden in the residence of the Wuxiong Sect Master, and it was not difficult to find it.
Several Jiangdong soldiers quickly moved the box out, opened it and saw that it was separated by brocade folding, and each soul bells were in a small compartment, and the bells were plugged with cotton mats to prevent them from ringing indiscriminately when carrying.
Yang Baifa was about to pick it up and examine it carefully, but Su Hanshan stopped him.
"Wait!"
The martial artists of this world want to test whether there is anything strange about something, in addition to relying on the naked eye, it is to rely on the spirit of fist intent to sense.
However, the corpse crisis in this world starts with the soul first, and then affects the physical body.
After Su Hanshan saw Bai Weiyang's corpse monsters, he faintly felt that most of these soul bells also had some bad intentions.
Instead of letting Yang Baifa directly use his spirit to probe, it is better to use his internal strength and vitality to probe first.
Su Hanshan's current internal force not only has a delicate and keen sense of spirit, but after all, there is an extra layer between it and his own spirit, with the extreme attribute changes of pure yang and yin, which is enough to extinguish all kinds of illusions and poisons, and it is more safe.
Yang Baifa saw that he used a ball of golden-red light to wrap a soul bell, and found that it didn't seem to be spiritual power, so he roughly understood what he meant, and didn't say much.
Bite!!
Su Hanshan sensed the internal force remotely, controlled the soul suppression bell to shake slightly, his face changed slightly, and he immediately cut off the connection with the internal force.
The golden red glow gradually dimmed, and the soul bells fell into the box.
Yang Baifa hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”
"There is indeed something wrong with this thing, and if you use it a few more times, it is likely to cause the person holding the bell to contract the symptoms of corpse transformation."
Su Hanshan's brows furrowed tightly, "But this is just speculation, the time it takes for the specific corpse to change, after the change, it is difficult to say whether it will become a corpse monster like Bai Weiyang who can maintain human intelligence, or become an ordinary living corpse." ”
When the bell rang just now, Su Hanshan's own spirit actually didn't notice anything unusual.
But his physical body has already cultivated the pure yang natal vitality, integrating all qi, being able to detect all evils, and even having the method of searching for demons in Xuanyin to exterminate external demons, so he can barely catch such a little sign.
Yang Baifa groaned, glanced at the corpse of the Wuxiong Sect Master, and said: "This Wuxiong Sect Leader and Deputy Sect Leader are all real masters, they have also tried it, but they have not found anything unusual, it seems that the old man can't detect anything famous." ”
"If you want to study a countermeasure, the old man can't help."
The soul and body of the local warrior originally had a tendency to be alienated because of the spirit entering the body, and if the foreign thing was to follow the trend, it would not be so easy to be discovered.
Unlike the qi in Su Hanshan's body, although integrated and coordinated, it retains the potential for independent development, and if the infiltration of foreign things conforms to one of them first, it is easy to alert the rest of the vitality.
Although Yang Baifa didn't know the difference between the martial arts of the two worlds, he also found that Su Hanshan's martial arts were very different from the common martial arts paths in the world, and he faintly observed some mysteries, and did not doubt Su Hanshan's judgment.
"Old prince!"
Li Baisui suddenly said, "The Holy Spirit can heal a martial artist whose corpse has not yet been transformed, and it may also have an extraordinary effect on this soul bell." ”
Su Hanshan was surprised: "The Holy Spirit can still purify the corpse?" ”
Li Baisui said with a smile: "Although it is the effect of the Holy Spirit, it is also the unique skill of the old prince. ”
"The old man's cultivation is not any of the twenty-four holy spirits, but because after practicing the Thousand Hands Soul Lamp, the soul can leave the body and wander for a while.
Yang Baifa explained, "It was also a coincidence that I discovered that after the old man's soul entered the Holy Spirit, the Holy Spirit brilliance stimulated had the effect of healing the corpse. ”
"However, it is only effective against the kind of martial artist whose signs of corpse transformation are not deep, and if it is used on ordinary living corpses, it can only annihilate the soul of the living corpse."
This time, they came out to open up land roads and contact the cities along the way, and also considered that there might be warriors in some cities who showed signs of corpse transformation, so they brought the pig mirror.
When the radiance of the Holy Spirit is aroused, the Holy Spirit will become a little dimmed, and it will have to be recuperated before it can be restored.
A month ago, they gathered several corpse-stained warriors and cured them in one fell swoop, but to this day, the Pig Mirror has not fully recovered.
Yang Baifa said: "The old man will step up his recuperation today, and after waiting for another three or four days, he should be able to try it." ”
Su Hanshan listened, his eyes moved slightly, and said, "Since any Holy Spirit can do it, it doesn't have to be a pig mirror. ”
Yang Baifa nodded: "The old man is also suspicious, the Qilin Bead may have fallen into the hands of the Wuxiong Sect, but their sect occupies several cities, and the Qilin Bead may not be brought to Juma City." ”
"Even if their masters only have two Dharma protectors and a few deputy envoys left, there is no need to worry, if we want to recapture the remaining cities, it will not be possible to complete it in one or two days."
Su Hanshan said with a smile: "I mean, there is another Holy Spirit in this Horse Rejection City. What about Sun Xingzu? Call him! ”
When Sun Xingzu and the two monks were called over, they were quite surprised when they heard that they were asked to lead the way to find the golden cicada, and they looked at Su Hanshan twice, and their thoughts were very complicated.
Although relying on Yang Baifa, Su Hanshan and others, they recovered Juma City, but after Jiangdong soldiers and horses settled in, they will definitely not withdraw in vain.
It is difficult to say whether Sun Xingzu, the deputy city lord, still has the same power as before.
Originally, I thought that Su Hanshan was young after all, he had martial arts, and there was no one available around him, so he might be able to win over him as a counterbalance.
The matter of the golden cicada should be secretly handed over to Su Hanshan, and the slightest rumor must not be leaked to Jiangdong.
Unexpectedly, Su Hanshan himself told this matter.
Su Hanshan saw that their faces were different, and raised his eyebrows: "What, are you lying to me before, and you don't know where the golden cicada is?" ”
"Know! Know! ”
Sun Xingzu hurriedly responded, turned his head and led the way, "Actually, that place is not far from the City Lord's Mansion, and I was already going to take it out and dedicate it to the City Lord Su." ”
Yang Baifa understood Sun Xingzu's thoughts just now, shook his head and sighed.
Obviously, when the news of the pioneer officer came out of the city, he also mentioned a hundred things about the soul suppression bell and the invitation of the Donghu people to attack Chang'an, and Sun Xingzu also knew about it.
But looking at their current appearance, it is obvious that those "distant" threats have been pressed to the back.
First, I used my brain on how to fight for power and profit from the city.
These flies and dogs are the habits that they have cultivated for decades and the power of habits are so powerful that the lessons of all kinds of predecessors have been passed down through the ages, and there are always countless smart people who cannot learn from and correct, and they always have to wait until the soldiers come to the city and the catastrophe is coming, and they will not know the fear.
Yang Baifa has seen too many of this kind of people, and he has been trapped in it, but he gradually saw it when he was old, and he didn't want to say anything, leaving some soldiers and horses to search the city lord's mansion, and the rest of the people followed to find the golden cicada.
It's really not far away, but it's really hard to hide.
Originally, a few miles to the north of the city lord's mansion, there is a hillside, which is a Buddhist cave built for hundreds of years, and people have made vows here in the past dynasties, carved Buddha statues, and built Buddhist temples.
In the troubled times of fifty years, although most of the temples on this hillside are carved, only their family remains, but those Buddha statues carved out of mountain rocks and carved reliefs on the mountain wall are still hundreds and thousands, and they can be seen everywhere.
The golden cicada is not hidden in their temple, but in the relief of the mountain wall.
The stone wall is carved with twenty-four heavenly bodhisattvas, arhat monks, and heavenly maidens, among which there is an inconspicuous celestial maiden holding a bottle, holding a vase in her hand, more than three zhang from the ground.
Sun Xingzu jumped up and hit the treasure bottle relief, and the mouth of the bottle sprayed a cloud of dust upward, which was mixed with a piece of gray stone.
After landing on the ground, I saw that the gray stone skin was cracked, and inside was a golden cicada the size of a thumb, which was really like gold, finely carved and lifelike.
"It is indeed the Holy Spirit."
Yang Baifa took it and looked at it, and handed it to Su Hanshan.
"The old man will inspire a little bit of the Holy Spirit brilliance, you can experience it first, and deduce what the reaction will be if you meet the soul bell, and then we will try to prove it."
This is Lao Cheng's serious words, Su Hanshan naturally nodded in agreement, first took the golden cicada and sensed it, and then spread out his palm and lifted the holy spirit in front of him.
Yang Baifa found a stone and sat down, and Li Baisui and others were beside him.
I saw a flash of cold light, and the soul of Yang Baifa came out of his body and flew into the golden cicada.
A soul the size of a normal human body, when it touches the golden cicada, it naturally converges, and finally completely submerges into it.
After a few breaths, the golden cicada bloomed with a strange light that seemed to be green but not green, like gold but not gold, and faintly revealed purple gas.
There are many colors, but the moment anyone sees this light, they will only think that it is a pure luster.
Sun Xingzu and Ben Yin and the others had never seen such a scene, and their eyes were full of amazement, staring intently at that kind of luster.
Su Hanshan stared at Shaoqing, and used a force to touch the golden cicada, ready to investigate carefully.
At this moment, the golden cicada suddenly disappeared from his palm.
Su Hanshan was startled, and then found that the surrounding scenery had changed from a sunny hillside in the morning to a dark desert.
The vast land is full of rolling sand and dust, and strange trees like coral grow sparsely.
In all directions, you can see the strangely shaped bare gray white peaks, which seem to be in the thousands, far and near.
"Illusion?"
Su Hanshan calmed down, turned around, and found that Yang Baifa was beside him.
The old man with sparse eyebrows, his eyes closed, sat cross-legged on the ground, his right palm forward, pressed against the gray-white rock below.
"Old Wu Wang, Old Wu Wang, Yang Baifa!"
Su Hanshan called several times, but seeing that the other party still had no reaction, and he didn't dare to touch it casually, he first walked around Yang Baifa and looked around.
The two of them were also atop a grayish-white mountain that appeared to be in a low, flat shape.
The summit is very open, and the length and width of the summit are much greater than the height of the peak.
Although there is no grass here, there are many neat ravines on the rocks on the top of the mountain, as if there were traces of artificial carving.
Su Hanshan looked at those ravines, and always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.
As soon as this thought arose in his heart, he immediately noticed that his body was floating upward.
Even if it is an illusion, Su Hanshan's Xuanbing Seven Rounds of Meditation Enchantment can also prescribe the right medicine.
However, when he exercised his strength, he could only feel the operation of his own power, but he could not feel the process of his power interfering with the outside world.
It seems that whether it is internal strength or spiritual power, the moment he leaves his body, he goes to an unknown place.
He couldn't stop himself from drifting into the air, and although his face was solemn, he could only wait and see what happened.
The white hair of Yang below, in his eyes, quickly became an unrecognizable dot.
The open summit of the mountain shrinks dramatically in view, and a sense of familiarity comes back to me.
Su Hanshan watched as the huge mountain peak shrank into a ...... in his field of vision Cicada!
Except for the different colors, this cicada is exactly the same as the golden cicada that has just been held in the hand, and there is no difference in every trace of the grain.
At the current height of Suhan Mountain, looking down, the mountains around Shicicada Mountain are also exposed.
Nine-headed divine bird, sword tiger, majestic unicorn, knotted vine, divine beast and pig......
A rhinoceros with a ring hanging from the tip of its horns, and an elephant with a giant axe rolled up its trunk......
The twenty-four forms of the Holy Spirit are all visible here.
Moreover, in this vast and boundless desert, there are countless behemoth stone statues that can be compared to the twenty-four holy spirits, and even far surpass them in size.
It's just that the twenty-four Holy Spirits are meticulously crafted and lifelike.
And those stone carvings, when they are just piled up with broken stones, accumulate thousands of stacks, slowly accumulate clusters, and finally, they happen to pile up in such a form, which looks very rough.
Many thoughts flashed in Su Hanshan's heart, but he couldn't stop his upward trend.
He was still rising, drifting higher and higher, and those towering trees, under this vision, really became small corals on the bottom of the sea.
Even in those deserts, there were signs of undercurrents rolling and undulating, and a large number of bubbles were rising.
Those huge stone sculptures look like they are at the bottom of the ocean in an unknown place?
The dark canopy, which gradually becomes transparent as it rises, is clearly where the sea is located.
Call!!!
Su Hanshan floated to the surface of the sea, leaving only the part below the ankle, still in the sea.
He stared at the water for a long time before looking up cautiously and slowly.
Su Hanshan had already sensed that this was not a simple illusion, and the power contained in it was so deep that it was difficult to guess.
But there are similarities between this place and the illusion, and everything that happens here is very different from reality.
For example, when he stared at the sea, he didn't see any reflection, but the first moment he looked up, he noticed the cyan sun hanging above the sky.
It's the sun, not the moon.
Although the light emitted was a soft clear light, in his mind, he inexplicably thought that it was the sun.
In the middle of the sun, there is also a black tree shadow.
The moment Su Hanshan saw the shadow of the tree, the black shadow of the tree quickly became clear in his eyes.
It's not the kind of clarity that comes from far and near, because the shape and size don't change.
Su Hanshan immediately wanted to close his eyes and lower his head, but he couldn't close his eyes, so he could only watch the strange tree and reveal his true face.
It wasn't a tree, it was a thin, blue-black arm.
There were nine fingers on the palm, which seemed to have no flesh and blood, so that the skin was clinging to the bone, and each finger protruded an unknown number of phalanges.
The nine fingers are slender and slender, like tree branches, opening outward and winding away.
Suddenly! Suddenly!
Su Hanshan felt his temples beating suddenly, his teeth clenched, and he raised a hand with difficulty.
He had a premonition that he would never let the shadow of that strange hand be completely clear in his eyes.
Since you can't close your eyes, it's a big deal, it's a big deal, you're blind!!
His palms were raised, although he knew that it was useless, he was still trying his best to run his spirit, the seven emotions ruined the gods, the five internal organs fought fists, the crane dance of the return to the sky, and the quicksand of the great day......
He was even trying to attack his right arm, using this attack to allow his right arm to move on the frozen sea.
But no matter how much his arm trembled, he only lifted a few inches, far from reaching his face.
Kiss!
Su Hanshan, who was already eager to burn all his spirits, clearly captured the light sound behind him.
It was a bubble, the sound of rising from the surface of the sea.
For some reason, he was able to see the scene circulating in the bubbles, even though he was facing away.
Wang Xiangqian and his children were eaten by living corpses in the barren forest...... Chen Wanchuan held a sacrifice method obtained in a dream, turning into a corpse demon, and one-third of the people in the city did not survive and turned into living corpses...... Bai Weiyang heard the news that Dongping had held a sacrifice......
Jiangdong's soldiers and horses were ambushed by Wuxiongjiao, Bai Weiyang, Chen Wanchuan and others, Cui Bai and Li Baisui bit their blood and tears and led the rout to flee.
Yang Baifa's soul came out of his body, killing Shi Huai, Qianman, and the twelve guards, seriously injuring Chen Wanchuan, Bai Weiyang, and Wuxiong Sect Master, and shattered in front of Bu Dugen's fist, and in the silent laughter, it turned into flying fireflies......
Donghu's soldiers and horses headed west......
The picture in the bubble arrives here, suddenly stops, reverses, and starts from the beginning.
Suhan Mountain that kills living corpses in the barren forest...... Su Hanshan, who handed water to the king...... Suhan Mountain strolling in Dongping Castle...... Su Hanshan, who forced the captives to assist in the autumn harvest......
Enter Suhan Mountain in Juma City...... Split the Su Han Mountain of Bai Weiyang...... Bombarding the Suhan Mountain of Budugen......
Sitting on the roof of the City Lord's Mansion, looking at the moon and smiling, Su Hanshan took thousands of people to sleep together......
Su Hanshan, who took over the golden cicada......
In the transformation of those pictures, the cyan sun in the sky was summoned to a clear light, projected in the bubbles, and refracted on Su Hanshan.
The nine-fingered demon shadow in Su Hanshan's eyes suddenly blurred away, the restraints on his body disappeared abruptly, his right arm suddenly raised, his fingers almost pierced his eyes, and he hurriedly stopped.
He stared at his fingertips, gasped for a moment, lowered his arm, looked back at the bubble, and then turned to look at the sun.
"What the hell is this place?"
When he asked this question, he suddenly understood a lot of things under the shroud of clear light.
"You ......"
Su Hanshan looked at the cyan sun, "Cang, sky?!" ”
The sky, the heaven of the common life!
(End of chapter)