The sword is the devil

Chapter 168 Ghost Storm 1
Of course not!

Hou Tiao observed all night, he was actually not only observing the splendor of Anhe Daomen's spells, but more importantly, he was observing the situation of ghosts.

What worries him is that although there are endless ghosts that appear throughout the night, there are very few of them at a higher level; in simple comparison, they are weaker than the time with him and the lantern. If the purpose is for the soul orb, this night The harvest will be very little, although the killing is vigorous, the real harvest is limited.

why?One possibility is that the encounter between him and the lamp-carrying monk had a considerable impact on the ghosts here, but he thinks this is unlikely; another possibility is that the ghosts are under the control of a high-level existence Show the enemy weak?

Will it be so?
The Anhe Daomen and the Huncheng Sect are not aware of these situations; Uncle Zheng has been pampered in Jincheng all year round, and has not been to Yinling for decades.

He knew that his point of view was not self-justifying, different realms, and different starting points for looking at problems. In his eyes, the fear of the road may be a bright road in front of Tongxuan Shangxiu, so he wisely didn't make any suggestions again. It was futile, why bother?

One very important point is that he also recognizes that the three masters of Tongxuan can control the situation. In this case, it is better not to be annoying by talking too much.

At noon, the two teams continued to go deeper. This was the new place chosen by the three masters. It was several hills deeper than the original one, and it was already approaching the core area of ​​Ximeng Mountain.

Thank goodness, the three masters are not too arrogant, and they didn't put the arena into the real core area. This is their utmost caution.

His dignifiedness and the relaxedness of the surrounding Kunxiu were a bit incompatible, which also attracted jokes from many women. When the sky turned to dusk and the Anhe Daomen began to form formations, Lan Ting made a special joke,
"Brother, relax, the power of Taoist formation is not that simple, you can really sleep!"

Hou Tiao glared at her, the relationship became closer, and the joke became a little presumptuous, "Your senior brother, I am a little afraid of sleeping in the wild alone, and I still need a companion!"

Landing didn't take it seriously, "Okay, I'm afraid you don't have such skills!"

The sky was getting dark, and the ghosts were faint, the same as before, not much different.

Standing in the formation, Hou Niao looked around, and the hills and hills were gradually submerged in darkness. Could this not only be due to the sky, but more like black mist coming from the ground?

This is a situation that he has never seen in Ximeng Mountain for two months, and he doesn't know what it means?
... In the sky of Baizhang, three magical artifacts hovered in the sky, and Uncle Zheng frowned, "It's the ghost mist! It's something that hasn't appeared in hundreds of years."

Fairy Lu from Huncheng taught her delicate voice, "Do you have any questions? What will happen?"

Uncle Zheng shook his head, "It's more like a kind of miasma, just like the miasma that floats on the ground of the black swamp all the year round; it is especially conducive to the living environment of ghosts, just like monks who have inspirations; it may come out in such an environment There are more ghosts and more powerful. As for the others, there is no more explanation in the historical records.

Two fellow daoists, I reckon that this competition will come to a conclusion; but no matter what the result is, this is the last time, and I will not agree to move forward. "

Fairy Lu chuckled, "If Fairy Ai is willing to admit defeat, I don't care."

Yao Taoist's long skirt fluttered, "It's just a sharp tongue, if the Huncheng sect bows its head, I won't take it too seriously."

Martial Uncle Zheng frowned, he was conceited, but he was not stupid to be able to stay in the important position in the Marshal's Mansion all year round; this time he was able to be sent for the trial due to his own ability.

That's why at the end of this time, it is not allowed to continue; but such abnormalities are still within the controllable range in his judgment, and it is impossible to give up halfway, and Anhe Daomen and Huncheng Sect will not agree.

"Jingshan, Chenghe, you two go down, act according to camera! If there is an accident, I allow you to put the overall situation first and join a certain party to prevent accidents from happening!"

The two disciples bowed down to accept the order, but Master Zheng used tricks to throw them down, so they found a place between the hills occupied by the two factions, resorted to restraining their breath, and dived down; Master Zheng's meaning is very simple, the competition belongs to the competition , it is best not to cause casualties, it would be very embarrassing for them as the masters, so if one party can't support it, they will help, but these Kunxiu's temperament can't hold on.

Fairy Lu waved her hand, "The scene before was too easy, so when will the comparison end? This is very good, it's difficult."

Taoist Yao snorted, "It's hard, I'm afraid your disciples won't be able to hold on!"

Fairy Lu brushed her hair, "I really can't guarantee that the Huncheng Sect disciples will be able to make it through, but I'm sure Bi'an and Daomen can last longer."

... On the ground, the ghost fog is getting thicker and thicker, and Hou Tiao's mood is getting worse and worse. He wonders if this is the most dangerous time?I don't know if the three masters will continue to practice tomorrow?But for the sake of safety, it is better to make some preparations early. At most, it will be a false alarm and burn more firewood.

With a determined mind, he raised a sword letter, and it disappeared as soon as it became empty, attracting the attention of many people.

Lan Ruo was speechless, "Brother, you don't have much confidence in our Anhe Daomen, do you? Is this a distress signal?"

Hou Tiao sighed, "There are three masters here, so I don't need to worry about this. I just have a duty and don't dare to be careless."

... In the sky, Uncle Zheng's expression was a little bit bad; as the host of Quanzhen Sect for this trial, theoretically all actions should be under his command, including whether to send out a message, whether to ask for help or something else ?
Fairy Lu added a knife at the right time, "The Quanzhen sect is well-deserved, and the following disciples are all brave. We haven't started yet, so we need to ask for support?"

Taoist Ai dismissed it with disdain, "You are also a dignified cultivator, you'd better look carefully before speaking, otherwise you will just make people laugh!"

They were just over a hundred feet above the hill, and their range of perception was very wide. The sword letter was only the lowest level of sword letter, and it could not fly for thirty miles, and it might only fly out of the range of Ximeng Mountain before it landed. Who to call for help?
Or, there are Quanzhen ambush hidden outside Ximeng Mountain, as for it?

Soon, they knew the meaning of the sword letter. Where the sword letter landed, there was a flame, it was a bonfire, and it was particularly eye-catching under the night sky; then, there was another light of fire in the distance Come on, it's bonfire messaging!

After dozens of breaths, with their height and eyesight, they could barely see the light in the dark distance lit up one by one, a few places, a dozen places, dozens of places!
Fairy Lu asked in surprise, "What is this?"

Uncle Zheng had already guessed the answer, but he didn't say a word because of face.

Taoist Ai smiled slightly, "Those bright spots are the human docks closest to Ximeng Mountain, they are burning fire to defend against souls!

Therefore, our task is to prevent a ghost from running out of Ximeng Mountain!Otherwise, we are the sinners of Yinling, because of our own selfishness, we put ordinary people in danger! "

(End of this chapter)