Chapter 43: A Secret

After a while, the earth thorns that stayed in front of Fang Wenyuan suddenly began to tremble, becoming a little unstable. It seems that the formation temporarily arranged by Mo Xuzi can't trap the two stone statues, so Mo Xuzi has no time to take care of anything else.

Seizing the opportunity, Fang Wenyuan rubbed his hands together, and a little arc flew out in an instant, hitting the earth thorns in front of him. The earth thorns shattered into dust in an instant.

In a flash, Fang Wenyuan appeared ten zhang outside the stone gate, and Mo Xuzi's expression moved, looking at Fang Wenyuan. There was a hint of agility in his eyes, and the color between his eyebrows was revealed, and he whispered, "Bah."

Although Fang Wenyuan was bent on getting close to Shimen, most of his mind had been paying attention to Mo Xuzi. At this moment, as soon as Mo Xuzi moved, his heart froze, and he immediately paused his figure, reversed abruptly, and flew backwards.

Sure enough, at the same time as it retreated, a ten-zhang huge hill emerged above the position where Fang had just been, and suddenly fell, shaking in the belly of the mountain. Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, shocked by the crisis of the hill.

Looking back at Mobeard. Under the four eyes, Fang Wenyuan faintly felt that the Mo Xuzi in front of him seemed to be a little different from just now, but he couldn't say what the difference was. However, it is certain that this beard in front of him is even more terrifying.

"Explosion" Mo Xuzi shouted in a low voice, and the four-pole array flag exploded, and a wave containing a terrifying aura spread, and Fang Wenyuan bent his arms in front of his chest. The next moment, the whole person was hit on the stone wall by the aftermath of the explosion of the array flag, and the rocks were sunken in, and Fang Wenyuan was embedded in it, his expression was confused, and he spat blood.

The power of the aftermath is so powerful, not to mention the two stone statues in the center of the explosion outside his body?

A moment later, Fang Wenyuan's coughing sound came from within the quiet mountain. It took a long time to break free from the stone wall, and because of the serious injuries in the body, one of them fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood behind him were blurred, which was shocking.

The strange thing is that Mo Xuzi was still standing in the place where the formation flag exploded, and his face became a little solemn. ignored Fang Wenyuan's meaning for a while.

Fang Wenyuan knelt on the ground, his arms trembling and he propped up his body and sat down cross-legged, his hands sealed in front of him, and the green light escaped all over his body. The vines and stone walls in the belly of the mountain, which were mixed with pure wood spiritual energy, were called by the wood spirit veins in Fang Wenyuan's body at this time, and suddenly gathered above his head, slowly sinking from the Baihui acupoint, and the injuries in his body also began to recover slowly, and as time passed, there was slowly some improvement.

Mo Xuzi glanced at Fang Wenyuan, and then ignored it, as if in his eyes. Fang Wenyuan is just a small one that can't turn over the big waves, and it's not worth mentioning.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and the two stone statues inside were slowly revealed. However, looking at it, it is not as majestic as Fang Cai, but it is dilapidated. One of the statues had a half-smiling head, and the other had his arms cut off. Fang Wenyuan's divine sense had been spreading, so he was clear about the situation of the stone statue at this time.

These two stone statues with terrifying breaths were turned into like this under Mo Xuzi's hands, Fang Wenyuan couldn't fight even more, not to mention, he was still seriously injured at this time?

Seeing that the two stone statues were damaged by the power of the formation explosion, the solemn look on Mo Xuzi's face immediately disappeared and was replaced by a smile. It was the first time he had smiled since he appeared, and now he was more like a living person, not like a corpse as he had been at the beginning.

I saw him put his hands together and make a virtual slashing motion, and in front of him, a golden broadsword phantom took shape in an instant, heading straight for the two stone statues, becoming more and more condensed on the way to flying, and finally like substance.

The two stone statues were shining with spiritual light in their eyes, and there was no trace of emotion in them, which was a kind of indifferent eyes in the world. I saw that their bodies moved, merged into one, their height directly changed from the original one zhang and three feet to three zhang, and the light in their hands flashed, and they even transformed into an earth-colored long knife, the knife was revealed, and the aura of slaughter spread.

Mo Xuzi's face turned solemn again, and with a hand in front of him, a disc buzzed out. Flying high into the air, bursts of spiritual light scattered like moonlight, covering the surroundings of the stone statue.

A stream of sword light flew out to illuminate the entire mountainside, and the stone statue's eyes flashed, and as soon as the body moved, a thick stone armor emerged. The surrounding sword light slashed at his body with a sonorous sound, but it could only leave white marks on his stone armor, unable to hurt his body.

Mo Xuzi's eyes froze, the magic technique in his hand changed again, the frisbee in the sky shook, and a huge sword light of two feet slowly descended.

The stone statue looked up and looked down. Suddenly, his body moved, and he raised his big knife and strode towards Mo Xuzi. The footing was extremely heavy, even the earth was shaking, and its momentum was so great that even Fang Wenyuan, who was far away, was shocked.

With a bang, the stone statue jumped suddenly, raised the big knife and slashed at Mo Xuzi's head, and there was a ripple in the void around him. Mo Xuzi's pupils shrank and stepped back, and at the same time, he pushed his palms upward, and two huge palms glowing with spiritual light emerged, sandwiching the big knife in the middle.

It's just that the fall of the big sword is extremely heavy, and the hands of the two spells gradually collapse, obviously not being able to stop it for long. Mo Xuzi's face changed, and there was another agitation in his Yin Hall, and he quickly formed a sword finger and pointed at several of his own acupoints, and the abnormal changes in the Yin Hall stopped again.

Although Fang Wenyuan on the side closed his eyes, his divine sense made these senses clear. couldn't help but murmur to himself: "When this old man first appeared, there was a dead aura on his body, which was very similar to Lu Han's refining corpse, but in the end it became weaker and weaker. But every time there was a change in the place where he was sealed, the dead qi on his body would be revealed again. Could it be that he was a dead man?"

So he encouraged the spiritual power in his body to gather on his eyes and suddenly opened it, which was the most basic technique of the monk's qi vision. At this glance, he found a clue: "How could there be one in his body that is the object hanging his life?

At this moment, Mo Xuzi is still fighting with the stone statue, and looking at its appearance, he can't get out of it for a while. The injuries in Fang Wenyuan's body were three percent better, and with his strong body, he could barely perform some spells, or he could fight for a glimmer of life. Neither the stone statue nor the beard was something he could shake.

The body leaned back, kicked with one foot, and the whole person slid backwards against the ground, and in an instant came to the stone box that had just been placed. Groping in it, after a while, Fang Wenyuan looked happy because he found three charms.

These three charms were left by Mo Xuzi for his disciples, and of course they are extraordinary. Although Fang Wenyuan had never seen this kind of high-level talisman, there was a thick book next to the talisman, which had some generalizations of all the talismans, and also described the method of making talismans. Fang Wenyuan didn't have time to comprehend in detail at this time, but after sweeping his divine sense, he understood the wonderful use of these three spells, and his mind became active for a while.

"The time has not yet come, we have to wait a little longer!" Fang Wenyuan looked at Mo Xuzi's figure and said secretly.

On the other side, Mo Xuzi's face flushed, blessing the disc in the air. The disc shook, and the three huge sword lights scattered the sword light and strangled towards the stone statue.

As soon as the stone statue turned, several sword shadows danced with the big sword in his hand, shaking one of the giant swords. The remaining two giant swords unceremoniously stabbed at the two ribs of the stone statue. The statue suddenly stepped back, and the two sword lights pierced through the statue's body before collapsing.

The light in the stone statue's eyes dimmed, and it seemed to hurt the foundation. Mo Xuzi took this opportunity to move, appeared behind the stone statue, slapped it with one palm, and hit the back of his head. The stone statue's arms tightened, then hung down weakly, and fell to the ground motionless, as if it had no power to parry.

Mo Xuzi dusted his sleeves and slowly walked towards Fang Wenyuan.

"I'm curious to know what the method of cracking is what you are talking about?" Fang Wenyuan stood up and stood with his hands in his hands.

The charm in Mo Xuzi's eyes became even more vivid, and he suddenly laughed and said, "I have a story! A hundred years have been in a hurry but there is nowhere to confide! There are still many doubts that are difficult to explain!"

"Oh, the senior's words aroused the curiosity of the younger generation!"

"Well, sooner or later, you will be in the old man's pocket! The old man will relieve the depression in his chest! Tell you about it!"

After Mo Xuzi finished speaking, he raised his hand, looked up at the light cast by a hole in the stone wall, and said slowly: "The old man was back then."

The more Mo Xuzi said, the more amazed Fang Wenyuan became.

If according to what he said, then Fang Wenyuan's entry into the secret realm is inevitable.

Everything has to start with the inheritance of the secret realm, and Mo Xuzi inadvertently broke into this secret realm back then. Then I found that this secret realm was actually arranged according to the ancient formation 'Tai Illusion'. He was originally a formation mage, although he also cultivated talismans, refining weapons, and alchemy, but what he was most proud of was the formation, although he had a broken blueprint of the 'Tai Illusion' formation in his hand. But after all, it was incomplete, and there was a complete 'Tai Illusion' formation in front of him, how could he not like it, so he had been on the edge of this formation.

As he became more and more sophisticated, he began to enter the formation. Later, he met a woman, and this woman was the fox demon girl.

The fox demon girl told him that this formation was arranged by them. And it gave Mo Xuzi a huge temptation. It is to give him the complete drawings of the formation, but there is one condition, and this condition is to let him put a simple Tai Phantom formation on the sandalwood, and then forge the immortal vine to descend.

This is where Soul Ridge is born.

Then he made rumors to attract other monks to come, the purpose was to accumulate grievances and raise a spell on the green lotus in the array. Mo Suzi did so, but he didn't know what the woman was doing it for.

In the end, the woman also fulfilled his promise and gave him the drawings.

It's just that Mo Xuzi was greedy, because he found the treasure land in the belly of this mountain, which is the pool behind the stone gate.

But, just as he was about to break down the door, a sudden change occurred in the sky