The setting sun is like a tidal wave, dyeing the western foothills red.

The bamboo forest swayed gently in the evening breeze, rustling, Lu Liangsheng packed up the dinner pots and bowls on the back of the old donkey, took out the easel and supported it, spread the blank picture scroll, and looked at the remnant sun shining from the foothills in the distance.

"Take advantage of the chaos and take things away ......"

The toad man stretched his waist, regained some strength, slowly stood up from the ground, and waited until the sun set in the morning, just to facilitate the apprentice's plan after the night.

Even Nie Honglian came out at this time when the sun was setting, standing quietly in the shadows that the sun couldn't find, looking at the scholars over there, sketching with a brush, and drawing a picture scroll.

"Childe. ”

"It's almost there. ”

On the painting scroll, there are no mountains and forests, and the tip of the pen wanders to outline the thick fog rendered by the green ink, although it can also wave the mist with mana, but it does not last long, not to mention, it is more complicated, once it is broken by the Jindan monk in the residence of the Prayer Fire Sect, it will be wasted.

The mountains to the west fell the last touch of red.

Lu Liangsheng filled in the picture scroll again, in order to ensure that the plan went smoothly and the illusion would not be dissipated halfway, the hour had to be stuck.

...... I remember that there are also additions to illusions in "Qinghuai Supplementing Dreams".

It just so happens that the "Resurrection Mantra" that I got from Master's Cave last time can also be used.

After thinking about the contents of the spell book for a while, after opening his eyes, the brush he put away was stained with ink again, and Lu Liangsheng turned his head to look at the toad Daoist and Honglian over there.

"You go first. ”

The toad took out a black scarf from the closet and covered his face, hooked the frog webbing to let the little female ghost follow, felt out of the forest, and ran down the mountain.

"Master Toad, what are you doing masked?" said Hong Lian, who walked through the shadows of the forest, floating on the side of her short figure running below, through the hanging branches, and continued:

"Nobody knows who we are. ”

Below, the toad Daoist who ran over the dead leaves and jumped over the stones glanced at her.

"The old man was famous at the beginning, but now he looks like this, how can he see people?"

Watching the leaves fly backwards in the line of sight, remembering that among the stolen treasures, there is a magic weapon that can detect luck, and his feet can't help but speed up again, and his limbs are running up on the ground, and under the veil of the black scarf, his tongue is unconsciously pulled outside with the running.

...... old man wants to see who made the old man so unlucky. ’

Along the forest down the mountain, across a small stream, and when I went up to another mountain, the bamboo forest behind me was far away, and the wind sounded.

Lu Liangsheng held the wolf pen, luck mana, the corner pen under the scroll, like a thousand catties of strokes, extremely slow to write two fonts.

- Qiankun!

Whew!

WhewW......

The wind suddenly became fierce, the bamboo forest shook wildly, Lu Liangsheng grabbed the picture scroll, the green shirt and hair were rolling and flying in the wind, walked outside the forest, squinted his eyes and looked at the mountain in the distance.

"The fog rises in the mountains, and the pen falls yin and yang——"

The sleeves of the robe waved, the scroll flew from the scholar's hand to the sky, the fingers pinched the magic trick, and the moment the falling leaves suddenly forced away from his body, the last paragraph of the law rushed out of his lips.

"-Qiankun borrows the law!"

His own cultivation is relatively shallow, and to deal with a monk in the Jindan Realm, he can only use the aura around the mountains and rivers at the moment.

As Lu Liangsheng's words fell, the light of the picture scroll that floated into the air flashed, and disappeared directly from the field of vision, and a few wisps of green qi could be vaguely seen flying towards the mountains over there.

"The rest is only to make a big noise and create opportunities for Master and Honglian, but unfortunately, I can only use a sword......"

As soon as his hand was stretched out, the moon sword on the bookshelf flew into the scholar's palm, and when he looked at the sky, he sat down on the bamboo forest and the hillside, put his hands horizontally on the sword body, closed his eyes, and felt everything brought by the wind.

Soon, the moon slowly withdrew from the sheath.

Boom!

The moon hazy sword came out of the sheath, pulled out a touch of cold light, and went straight to the sky, the scholar sitting cross-legged, the figure chased after the sword body, rose to the sky, grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword surface moved in the cloud carving pattern, revealing half a cold moon.

"The royal qi rushes to the top of the clouds, and the heavenly sword rushes to the sky. ”

The half-round cold moon bloomed with pale blue light.

......

Yingshi Mountain, surrounded by cliffs, it is difficult for ordinary people to climb here, standing on other mountains, you can see the outline of the temple on the top of the mountain from afar.

After the night fell, a thick fog gradually rose between the cliffs and forests, and in the four-cornered attic, a monk in a gold-patterned Taoist robe and walking on his feet walked out with four of his subordinates, feeling the flow of mana that was hidden from time to time in the diffuse mist, and a rattle sounded a few times in his hand, and a rattle leaned out of his cuff.

"Hehe..... it's really here, carving insect skills!"

The middle-aged monk in the golden-patterned Taoist robe, his hand shook slightly, the bell jingled non-stop, and the surging mist seemed to be blocked by something, and suddenly stopped, but it continued to surge for a moment, crossing the courtyard wall, but the speed became much slower.

Behind the middle-aged monk, the voices of the four people were a little puzzled.

"Can't stop it?" "How is this possible, Brother Bing Zhang is Jin Dan...... Could it be that someone who has come to cultivate is profound?"

"Do you want to inform Mingzun?" "I'm afraid, it's too late!"

The monk of the golden-patterned Taoist robe is named Qi Bingzhang, who has practiced for more than 20 years, and it is difficult to go further after the foundation was originally built, but later after worshipping the Fire Sect, his cultivation was improved.

He may not be able to cultivate in the middle of the sect and have higher talents, but he is cautious and has a lot of experience in cultivating the Tao, so he was left to see this station.

Looking at the fog around him, Qi Bingzhang narrowed his eyes and squeezed out a sneer from his mouth.

"What kind of cultivation is profound, I'm afraid it's because I'm worried that my own strength is not enough, and I just use the mountain aura! ”

"Yes!"

The four of them turned around and took a few steps, and one behind them suddenly stopped and looked up at the night sky.

"What is that in the sky? "Do any of you remember what method came down from heaven?"

The remaining three looked over together, and even Qi Bingzhang, who was about to cast a spell rattle, raised his head, and outside the courtyard wall, the toad Daoren and Honglian, who were not affected by the fog in the woods, also felt a kind of depression, as if the sky was about to fall.

A pale blue light flickered, crossing the night sky from the foothills of the distant mountains, and in a few breaths, it came to the sky above Yingshi Mountain.

Dingdingding......

In the temple below, the four corners of the attic listened to the wind magic bell shaking wildly, and the magic weapon shaking soul bell in Qi Bingzhang's hand was shaking together.

"You four protect the treasury!" he yelled.

Immediately, he held up the rattle in his hand, pinched his fingers, and said something in his mouth, and his robe and long beard moved without wind.

Temple view.

The night sky clouds rolled and scattered, Lu Liangsheng held the hilt of the sword, and the speed was extremely fast across the night sky, the hunting sound of the green shirt and robe sleeves, and the next moment, his eyes opened and looked at the temple below.

- Sword Mastery, Heavenly Sword Technique!

The entire sword body was bright, squeezing the air to form a gangfeng, bringing out a roar that roared down.

Buzz –

The air sank, there was a roar, in the temple, the ears of the four people were full of noise, the magic weapon in their hands kept shaking, the wind swept from top to bottom, and the four of them "ah-" roared, and they fell to the ground.

Not far away, Qi Bingzhang was still silently reciting the mantra in his mouth, staring at the pale blue light that was getting closer and closer in the night sky, his scalp was a little numb, and his ears couldn't hear any sound.

The last bell of the magic weapon in his hand stopped, and the temple was bounded by the courtyard wall in mid-air, and the pale red enchantment took shape.

"Fortunately, I'm prepared...... too"

He has experienced more than 20 years of monastic career, and he has seen too many things, and he has a full grasp of this kind of thing.

In the next second, light blue magic light filled the night sky

A long sword in the hand of a man descended from the sky—

Rumble!

The tip of the sword was against the enchantment, the mana was hedged, and the ripples visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, and the corner of the high corner of the four-corner attic a little farther away was shattered and flew down, and the crisp magic bell stopped abruptly, and the huge air pressure and mana sinked violently with the sword momentum, forming a terrifying crushing and impulsive.

The four people lying on the ground crushed the white rock floor and sank, revealing a four-human form, and the flesh and bones of the most shallow cultivator were all burst into squeezing.

Bang!

The enchantment made a crisp sound, turned into stars and dissipated, Qi Bingzhang looked into the sky, and the magic weapon was also pushed out at this time, and the dust raised by the monstrous sword intent and air pressure swept all over the sky.

Flooded everything around.