No Return to the Mountain, No Return to the People Chapter 33 The Five Elements Array of the Twin Mountains
The hunter chose a conspicuous alleyway and put down his fur to sell. It's just a habit, in fact, location doesn't matter to them at all.
This one is big and one is small, and even if they hide in a deep alley today, there will be a large group of people who come to see their stalls. The main thing is to watch the excitement.
The excitement hasn't started yet, so people have to look through the furs, and if they have a fancy one, they don't bargain and buy them directly. The aura of the father and son is there today, and no one dares to bargain.
The waiting time is always very long, especially when you are in the mood to watch the excitement, but you find that you can only see a few bundles of fur. So people started turning away and walking away disappointed.
It's just that the person who left, without taking a few steps, went backwards again. Some bought furs, but the things in their hands were gone.
A dozen or so young men in Taoist robes or in short suits walked in the middle of the street, all with swords shining in their hands, and at the head was a young man in a gray sermon robe, holding a long sword, with a handsome countenance, leisurely steps, and a dashing demeanor.
On this street, everyone recognized the young man. He is the eldest disciple of the Taoist Master of Xiangxing Tanglang, Zhu Tianfeng. On weekdays, it is rare to see a Taoist master in Langshang, but whenever there is something important, Zhu Tianfeng comes forward to deal with it.
Therefore, although the Taoist Master Langshang is more famous, if you want to say that the face is familiar, the Taoist Master is far inferior to this big disciple.
In the neighborhood, there are often women with good things talking behind their backs, and such a handsome and dashing man must be even more charming if he changes into a white robe. Of course, Zhu Tianfeng understands this truth, but Daoist Master Langshang likes to wear white robes, and as a disciple, since he is well aware of his master's daily hobbies, he naturally wants to keep a low profile.
"Whoever dares to buy something from that hunter is because he doesn't have long eyes. Behind the gray-robed man, a man with a fleshy face shouted, "Breaking the rules here and hurting the people of Xiangxingtang is blatantly going against the sky." Dare to make deals with people who oppose the sky, are tired of living? Thanks to our Taoist masters, we work day and night to keep you safe......"
The cross-meat man shouted loudly, and his hands were still flicking and playing with the fur he had just collected. A group of strongmen arrived at the hunter's stall and surrounded the father and son.
Zhu Tianfeng came to the fur stall and stood opposite Ren Qiang, without saying a word. But the strong men around were not idle, shouting five or six, and drew their swords, but not to men, but to the bundles of fur, full of anger.
I saw swords flying, dander flying, and in a few moments, several bundles of fur had been cut to pieces.
Zhu Tianfeng and the hunter father and son still didn't say a word. The more calm this is, the more terrible the anger deposited between the two becomes.
"This hunter, I recognize, is the man from Si'an Village. A man in a strong suit shouted, "This rebel beside him killed his mother when he was born." If you don't return to the mountains, there will be no hunters in the future. β
The cross-meat man suddenly realized, nodded and said, "Well, that's fine, so we don't have to spend time to search the house." β
When it really made a fuss, the people who watched the excitement and bought the goods had already stood far away, but they still gathered in a big circle. Xiangxingtang has been accumulating prestige for a long time, and everyone can guess the fate of the hunter's father and son, but they still want to see it.
"What should I do?" Zhu Tianfeng, who had been silent, suddenly spoke. In just three words, the juniors and disciples who kept shouting around them all quieted down. It's just a sword in the hand, held tighter.
The hunter glanced at the mess on the ground a few times, his lips moved, as if he was making a silent calculation, and after a while, he looked up at the Taoist master and said slowly: "Four bundles of fur, according to the usual selling price, should be worth 2 silver coins, plus 150 copper coins. Since it is not paid, it will be 20% off. That's 1 silver coin and 450 copper coins. β
Zhu Tianfeng's face turned slightly red, and he could see that he was already angry, but he refused to speak.
In his capacity, he should not have been caught up in such a street-like dispute.
"Oh, isn't that small?" The cross-fleshed man Pu Dao held the knife horizontally, and took two steps forward, the sharp blade could almost wipe the hairs on Ren Pingsheng's arms, "Our three poor arms in Xiangxingtang should cut off your six ......"
The meat man's words stopped abruptly and turned into a miserable scream.
Before everyone could react to what was going on, they saw a black shadow flashing, and a Pu knife fell to the ground with a "dang chang". looked at the screaming man again, only to find that the hand that was holding the knife had been broken at the wrist.
Iron sword, iron sword again.
The rusty iron sword was already in Ren Pingsheng's hand.
"This sword should be more decisive," the hunter on the side pointed out, "I fought against Ren Chongshan in the village before, and the other party was a swordsman, so your sword heart is pure." Kenshin, as it should be, whether it's a reckless man or a swordsman. β
Ren Pingsheng looked at the iron sword in his hand, inhaled slowly, breathed in a fixed manner, and then said, "I understand." Sure enough, if the realm is low, it will also affect Kenshin. β
The father and son answered each other eloquently, as if there was no one around.
The men of Xiangxingtang didn't expect that a stinky boy would suddenly attack. hurriedly rescued the screaming man, and in a panic, he asked people to find Lang Zhong and stop the bleeding.
"Your sword, soon. Zhu Tianfeng looked at Ren Pingsheng expressionlessly and said, "This matter could have been discussed, but we in Xiangxingtang have never done anything to kill everything." But you are doing this kind of vicious way, and you are destroying yourself. β
"His knife is already threatening my son. The hunter said lightly, "If you show your sword to someone, it is already a dead end, the question is that the dead end is someone else's or your own." β
Zhu Tianfeng nodded slightly, and then stepped aside. Although the boy is very fast, a child is a child, plus a hunter and a rusty sword, it is not worth his own shot.
A pure swordsman, no matter how high his swordsmanship is, compared with the first disciple of Xiangxing Hall who has both spells and swordsmanship, he is still too far behind.
Therefore, there were five juniors and disciples who were either wearing Taoist robes or wearing short beats.
The five people occupy five directions, wood in the east, fire in the south, gold in the west, water in the north, and earth in the center. The person in the center, standing with a horizontal sword, confronted Ren Qiang's father and son.
Sword Formation!
Ren Qiang's face was worried. This group of disciples, even if a dozen of them go together, may not be able to achieve any climate. But when you form a sword formation, it's different.
The power of the sword formation does not depend on the level of individual swordsmanship, but on the person who arranges the formation, the rank of the formation planned in the chest, and the tacit understanding of the person who forms the formation.
Generally speaking, only a strong and talented Dao cultivation sect can work together to create one or more sword formations.
The sword array with the highest rank is centered on the artifact, and various magic weapons are stationed in various formations, and among the formations, there are countless heavenly and earthly treasures with extremely abundant spiritual energy. When the sword formation is running, the person who is extremely high in cultivation controls the formation pivot and launches the formation, using the genius earth treasure as the yuan force and the mountain root luck as the sword qi. A single attack can destroy an army.
It's just that the higher the rank, the greater the consumption. Like a gold-swallowing beast, once activated, there is a mountain of gold, and you can also see the top of the mountain getting shorter and shorter.
Therefore, only Hongmeng Mountain can own and operate a sword array of such rank.
The artifacts of the formation pivot are not the same for those of medium rank, some of them are ordinary magic weapons, and some of them are magic weapons of extremely high rank; only the high-grade sects with extremely rich family backgrounds can sacrifice an artifact as the array pivot.
As for the formation, it is also necessary to use magic weapons or magic weapons to station, and the sect that can take out the magic weapons and magic weapons that form a sword formation is already quite wide. So, don't expect to have enough genius earth treasures to consume to generate enough powerful yuan power for meritorious purposes. This kind of rank formation can generally only be used to gather the mountain root qi as the sword qi and carry out the meritorious battle. When it is operational, it can deal with the group attack or sneak attack of the advanced monks.
The lowest rank is the sword formation composed of the real body of a swordsman or monk. Rao is like this, with the power of the sword array, it is still very easy to deal with two or three pure swordsmen or martial artists.
Ren Qiang knew that the Taoist Master of Langshang was cultivating in order to attain it, but he didn't know that there was a sword formation in Xiangxing Hall. The hunter had never seen a sword formation in his life!
In fact, the disciples of Xiangxing Hall, on this mountain of no return, have never had a chance to form a sword formation.
The opponent has not yet made a move, and the entire formation is already covered with a huge sword path victory. The father and son only felt that their breath was stagnant, and they looked at each other, and there was no way to break the situation.
But the other party will not let them think slowly. As soon as the formation was completed, the swordsman who occupied the central soil position took out his sword.
A sword out, a sword out.
One action, all four elements move, mutual restraint, seamless, impeccable.
There is no sword qi, because there is no need, and the sword light in the sky is enough.
The earth sinks, slashing horizontally, the fire burns, hanging straight on the neck, the water is flooding, the waist comes, the wood is sheng, and the wood comes, and the gold is sharp, the flat chest stabs......
The upright figures of the father and son were completely shrouded in a sword light, with nowhere to avoid, and they didn't know where to fight back.
Ren Pingsheng gave birth to a sword, and his eyes were slightly closed. Because I don't know where to take out the sword, I don't need to look at it, as soon as the sword is unsheathed, I send it with my body and mind.
- Heavenly Wrath.
As soon as the style came out, the body and the sword turned into a sword shadow, slashing towards the sword light cage.
Ren Qiang also took out his sword, but his sword was a flat pole.
- Heavenly laughter.
The sword light slanted upward, slashing towards the sky, and the sword intent was crazy, like an idiot laughing wildly. The direction of the sword is the opposite of his son.
He knew that his son would be angry, so he laughed.
I restrain each other, break him and live together, do not gamble on success or failure, and only guard a sword heart.
A burst of gold and iron sound continued to sound, turning into a "ping-pong" sound, which shook everyone present and buzzed in their ears.
Then the sword light disappeared, and the sword shadow disappeared.
I saw five Xiangxingtang swordsmen, still accounting for five, and the formation was the same as before. And the father and son, who had just turned their backs to the breakout, were still standing in place, surrounded in the middle!
The only difference is that the hunter father and son, who have a few more sword wounds on their bodies, only to see their hands, feet, chest, and back, their clothes torn, and they are full of blood.
The flat pole in the hunter's hand was broken inch by inch, and what was left in his hand was less than two feet.
"Good, barely took the blow. Zhu Tianfeng, who stood by and watched, said lightly.
He then added something that made the father and son feel terrified: "This is also the simplest blow in the Shuangshan Five Elements Array. β
"Within three rounds, take one arm from each of them, and if you can't take it, you will be killed. β
ββThe last sentence, of course, is to explain to the five juniors and disciples in the array, just like the hunter father and son in front of him, in the middle of the array, they are already the meat of the sword, and they are slaughtered by others.