Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 347 Don't Look at the Mountain, It May Be Alive

"Daoist Yuchen's question, Yuan really can't answer you."

How to distinguish the real self from the fake self, Chen Yuan has never reversed time and space, how could he know, cupped his hands, and said truthfully: "I have known the Taoist priest for many years, have you ever lied to you, everyone here? I can only say that time and space Reversal, and return to Datong, those who meet will be reincarnated and become human again, if they are old and poor, it can be said that they will start all over again, and they may not be able to join a good family. If they do not meet, they will still live in the current world."

Chen Yuan took a few steps past Yu Chen and stopped. Populus euphratica swaying slightly in the wind in front of her was silent for a while before turning her head to speak.

Because the next words are the key point, which was also told by Grand Master Wen himself.

"Daoist Yuchen, you can rest assured. Although I don't know how to answer your question just now, what I can tell you is that people with cultivation bases can avoid amnesiacs, and mountains and rivers will not be erased." Too much change."

"Is this true?"

Chen Yuan nodded: "It can't be fake."

"Okay, I have been in love with you in the past, and I believe in you as a man." Yuchen shook off the fly and made a bow, then walked to the front and joined the cultivators who rushed over.And Qing Xu on the side stepped forward to comfort Chen Yuan and told him not to take it to heart.

"Since Ming Guang left, Junior Brother's affection for immortals has greatly diminished. I hope fellow Taoists can understand his reckless remarks just now."

"If it were me, I might be in the same mood as Daoist Yuchen." Chen Yuan was not entangled in this, and raised her hand to make a gesture to the other side. Zhengde urged Lao Niu to pull the carriage and come over quickly, and join Qingxu with the cultivators over there.

Seeing Yunlong Yunhe and the two of them, it was inevitable to exchange pleasantries, and the latter even blamed Chen Yuan for not coming to stay with him for a few days after passing through Yujian.

But when it came to sending the souls of the soldiers who were trapped in the Western Regions back to their homeland that day, Taoist Yun He kept praising him.

"Brother Yuchen, the poor Taoist can't control it, but since Fellow Daoist Chen wants to find the Kunlun Mirror to reverse time and space, I agree with it a hundred times. Without him, even if Fellow Daoist Chong has a good heart, he can't do evil things."

Yunlong naturally didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile.

Now that everyone has assembled, Qingxu, Yuchen, Yunlong, Yunhe, and Yu Feihong all looked at him and the carriage. Chen Yuan raised her hand and flicked her fingertips, and suddenly Saha's face appeared above the carriage, writhing in pain. This startled everyone, before asking Chen Yuan who he was, the door creaked open.

In the extension of the field of vision, I saw a slender figure lying on the Wugu pillar, the whole body was wrapped in red thread, and the eyes were covered by the rope twisted by several talismans.

"Is she the concubine god?"

It was the first time for the cultivators here to see Yu Ren's real body, and instinctively took half a step back, taking a defensive posture.But what they didn't expect was that the concubine in front of them was actually a young and beautiful woman. Fortunately, most of the cultivators understood that this was just a good-looking skin, and they didn't struggle with it for too long.

"It's her."

Chen Yuan raised her hand casually, Wuguzhu shook twice, and slowly floated up, and many wooden carvings were also pulled out of the carriage by the red line one by one, and fell to the ground in front of everyone's sight.

"Fellow Daoist, why did you hang her body with wooden sculptures in your car?"

"Use the power of the gods to calm her down, lest the powers of the gods recover secretly in the middle."

Chen Yuan also had no choice, it was impossible to release Nezha for a long time, or call out other gods and men, so she had to come up with this method and hang seven or eight wooden carvings on her body.

This way, it's quite effective.

After all, everyone looked at each other. Yu Feihong, Yunlong, and Yun He led a group of Juling Mansion disciples to the foot of the mountain to set up formations, which were divided into inner and outer formations. A disciple holds various colored flags and banners, in order to stabilize the illusion and make people trapped in the mountain with their souls out of their bodies.

In the inner formation, Yunlong and Yunhe identified the direction and traces of the flow of the magic circle built in West Kunlun, and the celestial master gave them the Chenshi plate to suppress the direction, so as to avoid the changes of the land veins after entering the mountain and lead people astray. Died of hunger and thirst.

Two quarters of an hour after the formation was set up, Yu Feihong stood guard outside, and Yunlong and Yunhe went into the mountain first with their magic weapons. A moment later, a paper crane flew out, singing twice in midair and turning into flames.

Chen Yuan understood that this was a signal from the two, indicating that there was no abnormality inside.

"Two priests, it's our turn."

Chen Yuan grabbed the zombie-like Yu Ren, squeezed her stamina, and jumped up suddenly, drawing a series of afterimages in the sky, and instantly sank into the forest at the foot of the mountain.

Yu Chen and Qing Xu also followed closely.The crazy old man didn't want to leave yet, but Nezha patted his head and urged him to let the fat Taoist lead him to follow.

The path from the forest to the mountainside is almost exactly the same as that of Chen Yuan and Monk Zhenhai. The winding mountain road is close to the wall, and the dust is thick. Once you step down, your steps are full of dust. The cliff on the other side of the mountain road is even more strange. Stretch out obliquely and horizontally.

"The place where the artifact is placed looks eerie."

Yuchen spread her hands, observed that the pointer of the compass was still, and couldn't help frowning, knowing that no matter when and where, it would never be like this.

"Yunlong, is the formation effective?"

Two steps later, Old Daoist Yunlong, who was holding a mahogany sword, agreed affirmatively, and Yun He next to him echoed: "Senior brother, it is only when it works that the signal is sent out."

Qing Xu listened for a while, then looked at Sun Zhengde, who was holding the crazy old man's arm, and saw him looking around tremblingly, quite nervous, then his eyes fell to Chen Yuan, and whispered: "Daoist friend, but you have been here before. ?”

"came."

Chen Yuan was also wary in her heart, but she still told the story of that day, the monk and the fat Taoist, whose souls were sucked away by the mountain, struggling in the illusion, and showed the Taoist priest the tassel under the ghost bell.

"I thought it was an illusion, but when we woke up, I found that I had actually pulled the decoration under the Kunlun mirror in my hand."

"It's true, it's false, it's true..."

After listening to this, Qing Xu also noticed a little bit of divine power exuding from this tassel, and couldn't help but sighed, "Perhaps only this concubine god can give us the answer."

"Go to the Kunlun Realm first and then unseal her."

Chen Yuan glanced at the tassel hanging on the palm of her hand, hung the ghost head bell back on her waist, and called out to the people to speed up their pace, at the bottom of the winding mountain road behind them.

Outside the forest field at the foot of the mountain, the nine Juling Mansion disciples maintaining the formation suddenly swayed. Yu Feihong, who was the eye of the formation, noticed something unusual and hurriedly asked them what was wrong.

As soon as the words were spoken, two disciples fell down suddenly, followed by six others, and the last one weakly knelt down on the ground, leaning on the flagpole, and squeezed out a sound.

"Senior brother, the mountain...the mountain...don't look at the mountain...it lives...lives..."

The disciple fell down before he finished speaking.

The nine flags were down, and the formation was naturally broken. Yu Feihong rushed out of the formation and rushed to one of the disciples. He sniffed, but there was no breath, and touched the pulse door, only a weak pulse.

"Mountain... what's wrong..."

He muttered, remembering what the disciple said just now, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the majestic mountain. The mountain was meandering and stretching endlessly, like a giant dragon lying in front of him from south to east.

In an instant.

Yu Feihong only felt dizzy for a while, and he seemed to see the lying mountains undulating faintly among the curling clouds in his vision, as if he was breathing.

There was an intermittent low growl in his ears.

"The mountain...the mountain is alive."

After saying this, he covered his head and fell down too.

(End of this chapter)