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Chapter 856 Mu Zixue, You Stay

The night passed.

The dawn light gradually illuminates the sky, and a new day begins.

The battle continues somewhere deep in the desert.

In mid-air, the bald man held a huge sword in his hand with a sharp gaze. He suddenly swung it towards the southeast. Countless sword beams were like splashing water, covering that area in wave after wave, endlessly.

Thirty miles away, the Wanxuan Tower appeared again and collided violently with the sword light. The tower flashed with light from time to time and made a series of crisp tinkling sounds.

The Wanxuan Tower was like a small boat, swaying in the rain of sword beams and fleeing to a farther distance.

In another direction, Jiahe Zhenzun, with a solemn expression, flicked his fingers, and seven or eight black spheres as big as fists suddenly rushed towards the pagoda like meteors.

Without exception, these black balls hit the outer protective shield of the pagoda and instantly burst into large clouds of smoke, causing the protective shield to shake, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

In the meantime, a few drops of green starlight could be seen flying out rapidly in the smoke, making a humming sound like a wasp, and drilled into the protective shield.

The protective shield suddenly shone brightly and seemed to have become a little thicker. Most of the green light was stuck inside, gradually losing its luster and turning into particles of gray-black dust.

But one lucky one successfully pierced the shield and was imprinted on the khaki surface of the pagoda with a "ding dong" sound.

The green light immediately grew several roots, which pierced the pagoda like needles and continued to go deeper into the inner layers. At the same time, the green light, like a seed that had drunk enough nutrients, soon showed embryonic roots and embryonic buds, and sprouted. In a moment, it was more than an inch long and swayed gently.

But at this step, the seedling seemed to have encountered great resistance and was no longer able to continue growing upward.

Looking closely, there are actually more than a dozen such seedlings around the pagoda, all of them are the same size, neither withering nor growing, maintaining a wonderful state of neither birth nor death.

……

Finally, another seed was successfully planted. Jiahe, who was standing far away, breathed a sigh of relief, his palms slightly sweating. It was obvious that the operation just now was not an easy task for a true god.

"Good!" Ouyang Ye's cheers came from afar.

After their last communication, the two changed their tactics. Ouyang Ye was responsible for entangling the pagoda, while Jia He was responsible for attacking.

The advantage of this is that Ouyang Ye's swordsmanship consumes very little mana, and he can use continuous large-scale attacks to force the pagoda to appear.

Jiahe used his profound wood-based Taoism to send out green seeds.

This seed is called Iron Heart. It is not only extremely hard, but also has a very developed root system and outstanding drilling power. Once it is attached to an object, it can be firmly fixed and it is impossible to uproot it without using great strength.

More importantly, during the growth process of the seeds on the surface of the pagoda, they absorb completely the spiritual energy of the Wanxuan Pagoda itself, which can greatly reduce Jiahe's own mana output.

After all, in such a strange world where spiritual energy can dissipate at any time, even an old ancestor who has reached the state of incarnation of a god has to use his spiritual energy sparingly.

In contrast, the Wanxuan Tower seemed to store a huge amount of spirit stones, and there was no sign of depletion until now.

……

Not long after, the pagoda once again broke through the layers of sword nets and disappeared into the distant sky.

Ouyang Ye and Jiahe did not chase after him immediately. The previous battle had consumed a lot of energy for both of them and they both needed to recuperate.

Of course, this is also because of the special nature of this small world, otherwise it would not be like this.

The two were not worried about losing each other. Jiahe's spiritual consciousness was always following the pagoda, and as long as it was not too far away, they could find it at any time.

Under the threat of the two powerful gods, the murderer did not seem to dare to abandon the Wanxuan Tower, a magical weapon that could defeat enemies of higher levels, and escape alone.

"Brother Jiahe, how many seeds do you need?" Ouyang Ye asked.

"If my estimate is correct, if there are about a hundred more iron stone hearts planted on it, the spiritual energy supply to the pagoda will be blocked; if there are two hundred, the Wanxuan Pagoda will not function smoothly and will become a complete decoration!" Jiahe calculated with his fingers.

"Good!" Ouyang Ye was overjoyed: "We have achieved such success in one night's battle. I estimate that in two days at most, we will be able to achieve what you said. By then, this beast will be trapped!"

He then saluted and said, "I still need your help here, please!"

  "That's as it should be." Jiahe bowed in return.

"Let's keep chasing and we must not let this beast go!" After a while, Ouyang Ye jumped up and flew towards the direction where the pagoda had just disappeared.

"Yes!" Jiahe responded, and also turned into a ray of light.

But as he followed behind, there was a barely perceptible gloom in his eyes.

……

This chase lasted another six or seven hours. The day passed and night returned to the earth.

There are more than a hundred Iron Heart Seeds on Wanxuan Tower's body, and his speed is not as fast as before. His movements are also more difficult. He is caught up more and more often, and the time he is trapped in the sword net is also getting longer and longer.

In a vicious cycle, the frequency of seeds being planted is increasing.

If we continue like this, perhaps within two days, by tomorrow morning, we will have planted 200 seeds.

The situation is already very favorable for the two gods.

Ouyang Ye's eyes became sharper, and his ferocious face became even more ferocious because of the impending victory.

"I'd like to take a closer look at who dares to cause trouble under our noses!" he said viciously.

The night is getting darker.

Wanxuan Tower struggled to escape again.

"Brother Jiahe," Ouyang Ye did not intend to rest this time, and called out, "Let's go, don't give this beast a chance to catch his breath!"

However, Jiahe did not catch up. He just stood there, breathing heavily, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"No, my spiritual power is exhausted," he said helplessly, "I need to meditate properly, otherwise I won't be able to continue!"

After saying that, he took out a jade token from his arms, quickly entered a few spells, and threw it to the other party.

"Brother Ouyang, the Wanxuan Pagoda is filled with the aura of the Iron Heart. You can use this token to sense the location of the aura and lock the location of the pagoda. I am really powerless at the moment, so I ask Brother Ouyang to work hard for a while and hold back the thief. After three or four hours, I will recover and come to help you catch the thief!"

Ouyang Ye glanced at him and saw that his voice was not as powerful as before and his breath was quite weak. It seemed that he had indeed consumed a lot of magic power. He no longer hesitated and nodded in agreement.

Then it turned into a sword light.

Looking at the figure that completely disappeared into the horizon, the smile on Jiahe's face gradually disappeared, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

……

In front of the altar

As night fell, the remaining three began to get busy. Tian Jinzhuang got into the spaceship, and soon, there was a roar of the formations being activated one by one.

Mu Zixue sat cross-legged with her hands pressed on the blue stone ball. From time to time, a faint blue light shot out and hit a valley.

Yang Changjin should have nothing to do, so he walked back and forth on the altar, appearing to be busier than the other two, and shouted:

"Uncle Tian, ​​have you finished the inspection? Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Young Master, please be patient," Tian Jinzhuang's voice came from the cabin. "No matter what, we have to wait until midnight, when the suppression of the Heaven and Earth Formation on this area is at its weakest. It's useless to rush now, so why not calm down first..."

"I can't calm down!" Yang Changjin said anxiously, "Those two gods are not good people, especially the one named Ouyang, who is a murderer. If we don't leave now, I'm afraid we will be in great trouble!"

Tian Jinzhuang smiled awkwardly and did not respond.

Yang Changjin looked at the woman who was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, hesitated for a few times, and finally couldn't help asking: "Mu Zixue, how is your situation?"

Mu Zixue frowned slightly and ignored him. Instead, she shouted towards the flying boat: "Senior Brother Tian, ​​the situation seems not good..."

"what happened?"

"There is a valley, um, that is the valley where the Grand Elder of Yunxiao Sect died. The operation of the formation seems to be blocked."

Tian Jinzhuang rushed out like a gust of wind. Under the guidance of Mu Zixue, he also placed his hand on the blue stone ball. After sensing it for a moment, his expression changed slightly.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Two beams of light shot out from the altar and penetrated into the valley covered with yellow sand several miles away.

Yang Changjin hesitated for a moment and then flew to the valley.

……

After shaking like rippling water waves, the top-grade Kongming Stone appeared from the center of the cliff, and along with it, there appeared a depression the size of a disc and about three inches deep below.

"That should be where the murderer is hiding," Mu Zixue said, "When the thief attacked Senior Brother Yan, his magic power overflowed, so he left this damage."

"How big is the impact?" Tian Jinzhuang asked, looking up.

"If we ignore it, the formation may suddenly stop working. Not only will we not be able to get out of the Zhenyu Realm, but we may even end up destroying the boat and killing everyone."

Tian Jinzhuang stared at the sunken eyes for a long time. He was also a person who was proficient in formations. After pondering for a while, he found that Mu Zixue was not exaggerating. He frowned and was worried:

"Can it be repaired?"

Mu Zixue closed her eyes and calculated for a while, then said, "This stone is called Black Crystal Stone. The material is not difficult to find. There is a stock of it in the nearby valley. But it is not easy to refine such a whole piece. If no one helps, it will take me thirteen or fourteen days to fully recover."

"What if we two help you?"

"It will take at least five days."

"That won't do!" Yang Changjin, who was standing behind him, immediately shouted, "The longer we stay here, the less safe it will be! Let's leave today, let's go!"

"Is there any other way?" Tian Jinzhuang asked.

"You can also temporarily fill in the materials to deal with it temporarily. It can be completed in half an hour. But if so, one person needs to stay at the altar to supply magic power at any time to prevent it from being suddenly blocked." Mu Zixue replied.

At this point, she sighed and said, "I once heard Senior Brother Yan say that this formation is quite old. Even if there is no damage here, sometimes there will be other problems. Don't be careless. In the past, after the flying boat left, he would stay on this altar to be prepared for accidents at any time. Unfortunately... he is no longer here."

Tian Jinzhuang looked thoughtful, and exchanged a glance with Yang Changjin, saying, "In this case, I wonder if Junior Sister Mu can stay and escort us?"

Mu Zixue's face remained calm, and she said calmly, "I should obey Senior Brother Tian's orders, but...what should I do about my family?"

It turned out that sneaking into the Zhenyu Realm to trade was also strictly prohibited in the Hongxuan Realm. Yunqing Sect was naturally very cautious in taking on this great disapproval, and only a few core members of the sect knew about it. The person who carried out this secret mission was only a Yuanying disciple who rarely showed up in the sect, in order to avoid attracting attention.

Mu Zixue was not from Yunqing Sect, but became a guest official of the sect by chance. This was also because of her outstanding qualifications, otherwise her mere Nascent Soul cultivation would not be enough to attract such attention in Yunqing Sect.

Of course, there is another reason that is difficult to state, which is that the sect's young master was attracted by her beauty.

Then, during a certain interaction, this young master, whether intentionally or unintentionally, leaked the news about the Zhenyu Realm.

In this way, whether Mu Zixue is willing or not, she must become a member of the Yunqing Sect. It is even more explicit that she must become the sect's young master's woman, otherwise she will be silenced.

In this situation, Mu Zixue had no choice but to retreat and proposed that she would never get married until the hidden illness in her spiritual roots was cured.

So, this trip to Zhenyujie came into being.

There was also the story of Yang Changjin going down to the lower world together to search for the ancestral home of the Yang family. However, this guy later offended Mu Zixue many times, which finally angered the woman and she locked him up in this valley for thirty years.

Before Mu Zixue went to the lower world, in order to prevent her from leaking information or never returning, in addition to the inner demon oath, her parents were invited into the sect, ostensibly to be taken care of, but in reality as hostages.

This is why Mu Zixue chose to leave despite Yang Zhen's persuasion.

But now, things seem to have changed...

……

As the young master's confidant, Tian Jinzhuang naturally knew all the causes and consequences, so he asked, "What does Junior Sister Mu hope for?"

Mu Zixue: "Please swear an oath that you will not embarrass my family after returning to Yunqing Sect. If anyone in the sect is in trouble, please ask Young Master Yang to intervene and ensure the safety of my family."

Tian Jinzhuang agreed without hesitation.

Yang Changjin was very unwilling, but after Tian Jinzhuang's persuasion, he finally made the oath reluctantly.

Seeing that the young master was still able to make sense at the critical moment, Tian Jinzhuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked tentatively with a smile: "Junior Sister Mu, the formation will be activated later, you can do your best, right?"

"Brother, rest assured. Zixue hopes that you two will be safe and sound more than anyone else," Mu Zixue said calmly, "If you two cannot return as scheduled, within three years, the sect will probably cause trouble for my family!"

"Haha, what are you talking about, junior sister? I'm worrying too much!" Tian Jinzhuang laughed and finally felt relieved.

Half an hour later, the damaged area was repaired.

It was almost midnight. Tian Jinzhuang and Yang Changjin, one in the main cabin and one in the passenger cabin, all boarded the flying boat and sat in their respective seats.

All ready to go.

Mu Zixue returned to the altar and sat cross-legged.

Her hands slowly rotated, preparing to restart the altar's defenses through the blue stone ball. As she left, the altar's defense array had already stopped rotating.

However, just as the defense formation was about to be activated, a white light flashed, and a figure appeared on the altar.