Fulu Rubik's Cube

Chapter 1025 The Door God
As the world's sects continued to complete the construction of the bloodline origin blocking circle, the time has slowly come to July [-]th, and there are only five days before the Ghost Festival.

Dingzhou Bolang City in the Eastern Region.

The sun is setting in the west, and the gorgeous red clouds will reflect the sky into red, and layers of floating clouds like fish scales hang obliquely in the sky from near to far.

Bolang City is located at the southernmost tip of Dingzhou, facing Laizhou Qianye City far away.

This is a vibrant city, very large and extremely prosperous. Even in the evening, there are still many tourists and noisy cars and horses.

On both sides of the street, all kinds of hawkers are hawking along the street, and all kinds of avenues and paths cover every corner of the city like spider webs.

"Boom~~Boom~~Boom~~"

At the time of You, three bells sounded from the bell tower on time.

The dull, deep, and vigorous bells rang through the streets and alleys of Bolang City, and the huge echoes spread in all directions wave after wave.

In the past, even if they heard the bell, the people in the city would look at the bell tower at most, and continue to do what they should do.

But since two days ago, the bell at five o'clock in the afternoon has been given a different purpose.

When the bell rang, no matter whether it was the merchants who were trading or the noisy and frolicking tourists, they all stopped talking at the same time, and they all stopped their ongoing behavior in unison.

The whole city was silent for an instant, and there was a moment of stagnation.

After a while, the whole city returned to normal, and countless people dispersed in all directions.

Looking down from the sky, one can see the flow of people on the ground spreading rapidly outwards from the market like surging rivers.

'Boom~boom~boom.'

One after another, the sound of doors and windows being locked came from every house in Bolang City.

'Grrrrrrr~~rrrrrr~'

'Squeak~~squeak~~'

'唰~~唰~~'

The window lattice covers fell one by one, the doors were tightly closed, and thick curtains and door curtains blocked the doors and windows.

Whether it's towering tall buildings or simple dwellings and other buildings scattered all over the city, at this moment, the people living in them are systematically carrying out the act of blocking light that has lasted for two days.

In just a quarter of an hour, the entire noisy city was completely quiet.

Occasionally, the sound of crying or coughing of a baby, barking of a dog, or crowing of a rooster is heard, and they will be stopped immediately to cut off the sound from outside.

"Boom~boom~boom!"

There were three short chimes again, accurately telling the time at the three quarters of the unitary hour.

The timekeeping of this time period only existed in the last two days. In the past, only the bells sounded at fixed times.

"嗖~~嗖~~嗖~~"

There was a sound of piercing through the sky, and practitioners in white robes shot out from the nine tall buildings in the city that stood like sharp swords.

Each of these cultivators has a tense face and a serious expression. They scan their eyes around, and a faint spiritual light bursts out of their eyes.

"All ministries quickly inspect the areas under their jurisdiction, and immediately issue a warning if there is any abnormality!"

A thick voice sounded from the ears of nearly a thousand people.

"understand!"

"Follow the command and decree!"

"Jin listen!"

Thousands of white-robed practitioners echoed each other, and then their bodies shook, driving the 'flying sword' under their feet to scatter all over the city.

These white-robed practitioners are none other than the disciples of the Star Chasing Sword Sect who govern Bolang City.

The "flying sword" under their feet is not the natal flying sword refined by the orthodox swordsman, but a flying magic weapon specially developed by the "Xiantian Yiqi Nanzong" according to Qingmei's request 160 years ago.

Its principle is actually the same as the "Yi Chi Pan", the first flying instrument invented by Nanzong, except that its shape has been refined into a "sword" shape.

In the traditional sword repair, the human and the sword are combined into one, when the person moves along with the sword, it can turn into a sword of light and fly into the air, flying hundreds of miles in an instant.

However, even among sword cultivators like the Star Chasing Sword Sect, not every disciple who practices swordsmanship can eventually become a true sword cultivator.

Generally speaking, if [-]% of the last [-]% of a generation of disciples become sword cultivators, the Star Chasing Sword Sect will open the Patriarch Hall and boast to the ancestors of the sect.

In the Star Chasing Sword Sect, disciples who cannot comprehend the sword intent cannot be included in the sect's inner disciples' wall.

They will be persuaded to switch to the art of sword weapons, and match with the sword weapons refined and inherited by the sect. If the two are compatible, they can wield the sword weapons.

However, since the dominance is restricted by the sword, the ability of the sword holder will be greatly limited. In other words, the power of the sword determines the upper limit of the sword holder's ability.

The person who holds the sword for the rest of his life is nothing more than warming the sword, so that the sword will not lose its spirituality and turn into ordinary iron.

Therefore, in the Star Chasing Sword School, the sword holders are also jokingly called 'sword slaves'.

But even so, there are still a large number of swordsmanship practitioners who cannot match the compatibility of sword weapons, and are not even qualified to be "sword slaves".

However, since the "Flying Sword"-shaped flying weapon was refined by the "Xiantian Yiqi Nanzong", the swordsmanship practitioners in the Jianxiu sect who could not comprehend the meaning of the sword finally ushered in the spring.

With the help of the 'flying sword'-shaped flying magic weapon, they can fly and fight in the air quickly like the sword cultivator in the door.

Although they can't escape like a real swordsman, they can step on the 'flying sword' to fight through the air in a limited space.

Some extremely gifted swordsmanship practitioners can even fight with real swordsmen without losing the wind with the assistance of 'flying sword'-shaped flying instruments and sword weapons.

Due to the attractive appearance and special combat skills of the "Flying Sword"-shaped flying artifact, the "Flying Sword"-shaped flying artifact has gradually spread in the practice circle.

Indistinctly, a new school of swordsmanship is slowly taking shape.

Similarly, the 'Yi Chi Pan', a flying instrument that had been replaced by the 'King Xing Zhou', was rejuvenated in the practice world through transformation, which was unexpected by Qingmei, the initiator.

At this time, a disciple named Star Chaser Sword Sect stepped on the 'Flying Sword' and patrolled in groups according to the areas under their jurisdiction.

On the night of the Ghost Festival, the gate of ghosts is opened, and the two worlds of yin and yang overlap, which will inevitably have a huge impact on the "human world".

In order to ensure that the local people will not be harmed, the Star Chasing Sword Sect dare not be careless in the slightest.

'whoosh whoosh~'

Three disciples of the Star Chasing Sword Sect stepped on the 'Flying Sword' and flew eastward from the top of a tall building where hundreds of people lived.

There are many people in this building, and it is one of the most critical places in the patrolling area of ​​the three people. There is no harm here, and the expressions of the three people are a little relaxed.

Among the three, a young man with an immature complexion, whose age was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, turned his head and glanced west.

There is still a ray of light in the bright red sun, but it is approaching Xu Shi, that is, seven o'clock in the evening, and the sky is getting dark, and night will come in an hour at most.

"Brother, will the 'Gate of Ghosts' really be opened on the night of the Ghost Festival?"

This idea has been held back in his mind for two days, and now he couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked.

The person he called Senior Brother was a middle-aged man who looked about forty years old, with a stern complexion, a murderous look faintly revealed from the corners of his brows and eyes, and faint air ripples swayed around his head.

The young disciples didn't care about this, it was an outward manifestation of the failure to comprehend the sword intent, and [-]% of the disciples in the sect were like this.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a faint light, and he scanned the bottom back and forth. After counting breaths, he answered the junior brother's question.

"Well! This time, this world will conduct a large-scale sacrifice of creatures from outside the territory, and countless creatures will perish at that time.

These fallen creatures gathered endless resentment, because they were not creatures of this world, even if they died, they would not be immediately led into the Netherworld.

Therefore, Daoist Ruyi, the head of the 'Xunjietai', decided to open the 'Gate of Ghosts' at the time when the barriers between the yin and yang worlds are the weakest on the Ghost Festival, and lead countless resentful spirits into the netherworld. "

The young disciple couldn't help showing fascination when he heard this, and sighed:
"Yin and yang are separated, and the boundary between life and death, I don't think Taoist Ruyi can open the passage between the two realms at will, so that the living and the dead can manifest in the world at the same time.

Alas~~!No wonder Daojun is called an immortal, and only immortals can achieve such a level! "

The middle-aged man's lips moved slightly, but he did not say that such supernatural powers are beyond the capabilities of ordinary Taoists.

Sweeping his eyes all around, he casually said:
"It was reported in the door earlier that there are three newly built houses here that have not yet posted 'door gods'. I will finish this matter first."

"Okay, brother!"

The two people beside him responded, their hearts moved, and their feet sank, the tip of the 'Flying Sword' pointed down, and three figures wrapped in three gleams fell down.

On the ground below the three of them, six ordinary people of different ages stood in the courtyard, constantly looking up into the sky.

According to the notice of the Star Chasing Sword Sect, the six people should enter the house to avoid danger at this time, but the new house has just been built, and the gods have not been invited to enter the house, so the six people are waiting in the courtyard.

On an altar table, tributes such as water, flowers, melons and fruits, and incense candles are placed in an orderly manner, a piece of incense sticks is placed horizontally beside the table, and an incense burner is placed upright in the middle of the altar table.

Among the six people, there are two young people, a man and a woman. They are wearing bright red wedding dresses. They are obviously newlyweds. The man's complexion is fair and handsome, and the woman's face is like a silver plate, revealing a little richness.

There are four older people beside the two, who are the parents of a new couple.

The young man looked up at the sky for a few times, and clearly saw streams of light flying vertically and horizontally in the air, but none of them came towards his direction.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, the young man shouted a little anxiously:

"Didn't the Daoist Ming Jing say yesterday that he would send the 'Goal God' today? Why hasn't he come here at such a time?"

A middle-aged woman who looked slightly similar to the bride glanced up at the young man.

She is the mother of the bride, so she didn't like this son-in-law at all. If her daughter hadn't done something shameful, she would not have married her daughter off.

"Hmph~, if you hadn't heard the nonsense of that wandering Taoist a few days ago, saying that inviting gods into the house today would make the house full of descendants, and if you insist on inviting gods into the house today, this 'door god' would have been invited back long ago."

Before she finished speaking, her husband was already unhappy and said:
"What are you talking about!"

When interrupted by her husband, the woman immediately shut up.

She also knew that in order for her daughter to have a better life in her husband's family in the future, she shouldn't speak out casually and ridicule, but she just didn't like this son-in-law.

At this moment, the sound of cloth being torn suddenly came from above the six people's heads, and at the same time they felt a gust of wind rushing down from their heads.

"Chichi!"

Three shimmering figures descended from the sky in front of the six people.

Chang Ning looked at the six people in front of him, his expression darkened.

"Why don't you hide in the house?"

A middle-aged man who looked similar to the groom stepped forward and bowed to salute.

"But the head of the Star Sword Sect, Zhang Cun, head of Qilipo, has seen three of them!"

After a short pause, he continued:
"The Star Chasing Sword Party and the common people have given me countless blessings. Knowing that you are coming, how can I not wait outside!"

Without waiting for Chang Ning and others to speak, he said again:

"What's more, there are fellow Taoists here, how dare some ghosts and ghosts show up at will."

Knowing that this was a compliment, Chang Ning's serious expression still eased a lot, and said in a deep voice:

"The night is about to fall, so don't delay, quickly pick up the 'door god'!"

As he spoke, Chang Ning took out a scroll of pictures from the space wrist wheel in his right hand and held it sideways in his hand.

The young man understood, raised his hands to take a roll of portraits, and gently placed it on the altar.

Then light three sticks of incense sticks and insert them evenly into the incense burner containing rice grains.

Finally, the young man and his wife knelt down in front of the altar, saluted three times, and recited in their mouths:

"Subduing Demon Pestle! Four feet long, one end is big and the other is small, the small end holds it in the hand, and the big head hits demons!"

"Subduing Demon Pestle! Four feet long, one end is big and the other is small, the small end holds it in the hand, and the big head hits demons!"

"Subduing Demon Pestle! Four feet long, one end is big and the other is small, the small end holds it in the hand, and the big head hits demons!"

Not far away, the young disciple of the Star Chasing Sword Sect could not stop smiling. No matter how many times he had heard it, he still couldn't help laughing every time he heard such a unique prayer.

Chang Ning turned his head slightly, and glanced at his junior brother.

The three are disciples of the Xingxing Sword Sect, and they only pay homage to the elders in the door and the ancestors of the Patriarch Hall. This "door god" is set up by the "Xunjietai", so these three people will stay far away when ordinary people worship.

After a few breaths, the newlyweds stood up after paying respects, both of them looked a little embarrassed.

The prayer of the 'door god' is too much!
Changning waited for the two to get up, and said solemnly:
"Since the 'Door God' has been invited into the house, hurry up and hang it up!"

"Yes!"

One of the young couple held the scroll in their hands, the other applied the prepared paste on the door, and the two of them quickly glued the scroll together.

A grinning, pear-shaped big white fat man appeared in the picture scroll with braids upside down, two small sesame-like eyes embedded in a pancake-like face.

Riding a skeleton horse with black flames on its crotch, with a short stick in its hands, it lazily straddles the horse, with a dazed expression, as if it might fall out of the painting at any time.

Chang Ning and the others raised their hands and saluted the scroll, and then said to several people:

"It's getting dark, get into the house quickly to escape, and don't enter or leave the house at will!"

"Yes, Jin listened to the Taoist priest's teaching!"

After several people agreed repeatedly, they quickly entered the house.

Chang Ning and the other three didn't stay any longer, they manipulated the 'Flying Sword' to fly into the air, and explored several other patrol places.

In the air, there was a faint conversation between Chang Ning and his junior brother.

"Brother! Who is the 'door god'?"

"Hmm~! I heard from the elders in the door that this 'door god' is named Bai You'an, and he is from Bolang City."

"Then what kind of ability does this person have, that he would be personally conferred the title of 'door god' by the Taoist Ruyi of the 'Xunjietai'?"

"..., this person is an old friend of Daoist Ruyi. He heard that he died thousands of years ago to protect the city of the human race.

"."

"Senior brother, I heard that the 'door gods' are a pair. Why is Bai Youan the only one becoming a god now?"

"Hey~~, why do you have so many questions, and I'm not Ruyi Daojun, how can I know what he thinks.

However, according to the guess of the elders in the door, the next human hero who made a great contribution to the world and fell, is likely to become another 'door god'! "

"Oh~~! That's how it is."

"By the way, senior brother, I have another question."

"Okay, if you have any questions, wait until after the patrol is over, let's patrol now!"

"Ah~~, okay then"

Time passed little by little, and the three of Changning gradually completed the task of patrolling the area. When they arrived at the last patrolling area, one of them keenly felt that something was wrong.

What was wrong was that the two were accompanied by a beautiful female disciple, whose innate supernatural power was 'distance eye', which could see very far away.

The female disciple fixed her eyes, stared at a house below for a few moments, then turned her head and said:
"Senior Brother Changning, there seems to be something wrong with the house below!"

As he said that, he flicked his right finger, and a light golden sword light drew a slender golden line and fell below.

Senior Brother Changning was that middle-aged man, looking at the ray of sword light that shot out from Junior Sister Lanhe's hand, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

Lanhe is only 26 years old, but he has already grasped the rudiment of a trace of sword intent.

That is to say, now that the Zongmen is presiding over the bloodline origin banning circle, these heavenly favored children will be released to participate in inspections. I am afraid that I don't even have the chance to get to know each other on weekdays.

Thoughts in Chang Ning's mind were turbulent, but he didn't dare to be careless in his actions. With a slight swing of his left hand, the three of them immediately stopped in the air.

Following the markings of Junior Sister Lanhe Jianmang, I saw a courtyard with dozens of houses sitting on the ground hundreds of feet away.

Chang Ning closed his eyes and opened them again, two pale golden auras shot out from his eyes, and he glanced down again, but there was no guardian aura revealed in the courtyard.

Chang Ning frowned slightly, and took out a set of geographical maps from the space wrist wheel with his right hand.

After looking back and forth several times, I made sure that all the parts that I and others need to inspect have been inspected, only the house below has not been inspected.

After pondering for a while, Chang Ning asked with some doubts:

"Who was patrolling this place yesterday, why is there no door god guarding Lingguang?"

The young male disciple scratched his head and said strangely:

"It's strange, why didn't the door god that I and Brother Ming Jing hung up in this mansion yesterday not show his aura?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Chang Ning and Lan He instantly became dignified.

The two looked at each other, Lan He hesitated and said:
"Brother Changning, do you want to issue a warning?"

Chang Ning was also a little hesitant. If a warning is issued, it will be fine if there is something abnormal in the house below. If not, it will make people laugh.

Seeing that the last ray of afterglow in the west was about to dissipate, Chang Ning gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:
"Junior Sister Lanhe, just wait here. Junior Brother Yaoyang and I will go to investigate. If something is wrong, Junior Sister will issue a warning immediately!"

It is very possible for Lanhe to comprehend the sword intent, and Chang Ning did not want to put him in danger, so he made this statement.

The other two of Chang Ning's intentions are well known, but he is equivalent to a sword cultivator, even if he is not a real sword cultivator, but the sword cultivator's style of action has long been baked into his heart.

Sword cultivators are never afraid of danger!

Lanhe was not hypocritical, and immediately said:

"understand!"

Chang Ning and Yao Yang moved their minds, and controlled the 'Flying Sword' under their feet with mana, and quickly flew downwards.

When he got closer to the house, Chang Ning realized that this group of houses with many houses was actually an extremely dilapidated old house.

Staring at the lintel of the house with both eyes, Chang Ning gently read the two words on the plaque.

"Baifu!"

(End of this chapter)