I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

The 788 Operations Team is busy right now, don't disturb them."

The leading soldier asked with some doubt:
"Master Chen, do you know what they are doing?"

Blind Chen nodded meaningfully:

“They are saving people…”

Although the soldiers who were originally going to go to the back mountain were full of doubts, they still nodded.

After all, in their eyes, Blind Chen is a man who knows everything.

It was also because of this that Bai Wenzhen and others were able to work peacefully in the back mountain without being disturbed in any way.

Time passed little by little, and the knocking sound suddenly stopped at the 99th time.

The fat man panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although the temperature here is not high in all seasons, being so close to the furnace still made him sweat profusely.

The other team members were busy preparing the items needed to shape the clay model.

The team members have discussed and finalized the drawings, specifications, and even the details of the clay model.

Most people in the team are not very good at making clay statues.

Only Chen Tian, ​​who has been staying in Wudang Mountain for many years, has some understanding of it.

Because no one knows what Mo Wufeng originally looked like.

Everyone can only piece it together from memory, combining the details of the Buddha statues or Taoist statues they have seen. From the drawings, it does have a bit of a solemn flavor.

Just like that, day after day.

No one knows what the 788 Action Team is busy with in the back mountain.

However, every night at midnight, the knocking sound would ring on time, like a mysterious call.

It was not until midnight on the third day that the continuous sounds finally stopped with the last knock.

At this time, in the back mountain, a tall and solemn sitting clay statue stood, about two meters high, with its hands gently placed in front of the body in the mudra of meditation.

If an outsider happens to pass by, he will be shocked by the solemnity of this clay sculpture.

But if you meet someone who knows the business, you might feel confused.

Because the god enshrined in this clay statue is difficult to recognize.

Bai Wenzheng looked at the clay statue in front of him, nodded gently, and said with satisfaction:
“Finally it’s done…

Senior Mo, are you satisfied with this clay statue?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Wufeng's voice rang in the ears of the team members:

"As a remnant soul, I am extremely lucky to have such a place to rest, so how can I be picky?

The physical body is all illusory, I have long since become indifferent to it..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Tian nodded slightly, then formed seals with his hands.

Immediately afterwards, the Seven Treasures Taoist Pagoda appeared in his hand.

Although it was easy for Mo Wufeng to enter the Seven Treasures Taoist Tower, it was not easy to integrate into the clay sculpture.

After all, the Seven Treasures Taoist Pagoda is the most precious treasure of the Kongtong Sect, and is specially used for cultivating the spirit.

The clay model is quite different. It is extremely difficult to make Mo Wufeng blend perfectly with the clay model.

Fortunately, Bai Wenzhen's mind contained the information left by Zhao Qi, which included the method of summoning souls.

So Bai Wenzhen picked up the brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and carefully drew talismans on the clay.

These talismans are like fiery red tattoos, tightly attached to the clay figure.

At the same time, the team members were not idle either.

Following Bai Wen Zheng's instructions, they placed seven lotus lanterns around the clay figure and set up a seven-star formation.

Ouyang Nian saw this and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes:
“Isn’t this the life-extending method that the Ouyang family’s Wu Hou Immortal Venerable once used?

Could this method allow a spirit to attach itself to a clay figurine?"

Bai Wenzheng sensed the information in his mind and explained slowly:

“That’s not the case.

This Seven-Star Lotus Formation actually paves a path for the soul of Senior Mo Wufeng to pass through.

Otherwise, once the senior leaves the Seven Treasures Daoist Tower, it will begin to dissipate. This is the law of nature and no one can change it.

Therefore, we need to light the Seven-Star Lotus Formation and use the lotus lamp as a guide to help the seniors reach the clay figure.

What really allows the elders to possess the clay figurine are these Taoist talismans.

However, I just copied it and didn’t know its true meaning.”

Chen Tian also shook his head, expressing his confusion:

“These spells are indeed profound and mysterious. Judging from the surface, they must be high-level spells.

These talismans are ancient and mysterious, and I'm afraid they are not from this world."

Bai Wenzheng deeply agrees with Chen Tian’s analysis:
"That's true. Otherwise, we wouldn't have heard of anyone coming back to life through this method for so many years."

After hearing this, the other team members looked at the densely packed talismans on the clay figure with curiosity.

They could also vaguely feel that an ancient and desolate atmosphere was quietly spreading.

Bai Wenzhen looked up at the night sky and saw a round moon and bright stars.

After waiting for a moment, he seemed to realize something, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:
"The time has come, light the lamp, lead the soul..."

Hearing Bai Wenzhen's words, Chen Tian immediately stepped forward and quickly formed seals with his hands. Then, flames rose from the seven lotus lanterns, forming a path of flickering fire.

The fat man held a peculiarly shaped flag in his hand, and following Bai Wenzhen's eye signal, he began to wave the flag rhythmically.

This flag was borrowed by Bai Wenzhen from Zhao Qi and must be returned after use.

Zhao Qi did not explain much about this flag, only saying that it could ensure that Mo Wufeng would not mistakenly enter the underworld after leaving the Seven Treasures Taoist Pagoda, thus cutting off his path to return to the world of life.

Everything is ready, and the team members' attention is focused on the Seven Treasures Taoist Tower floating in the air.

At this time, Mo Wufeng's figure gradually became clear.

Everyone knows that the next moment is crucial...

The team members set up the stage for Mo Wufeng, but how he would perform the play depended on him.

Mo Wufeng obviously understood this as well. He looked solemn, his eyes fixed on the clay figure not far away, and walked forward step by step with determination.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder. Mo Wufeng felt frightened instinctively and took a few steps back in horror.

This scene surprised the team members very much.

Because when they looked up, they saw that the sky was clear, without a single cloud, and there was no sound of thunder.

However, when they noticed the look of fear on Mo Wufeng's face, they all realized that something was wrong.

"Chen Tian, ​​open your ghost eyes!"

At Bai Wenzhen's order, Chen Tian nodded solemnly, then bit his tongue, put a drop of blood on his eyes, and muttered something.

This spell of opening the ghost eyes was also learned from Zhao Qi.

After all, the 788 Exploration Team often deals with these mysterious things.

At times like this, the ghost eye is often more practical than the sky eye.

Although the Heavenly Eye can see through yin and yang, the Ghost Eye allows people to see what the dead see.

Seeing that Mo Wufeng had a strange expression, Bai Wenzhen guessed that he must have seen something that they could not see, so he decided to let Chen Tian open his ghost eyes.

When Chen Tian opened his eyes again, the full moon in the sky had turned blood red. This was the world through the eyes of the dead.

Then his eyes widened.

I saw thunder rumbling in the sky, and each thunder was striking towards Mo Wufeng.

Chen Tian told the other team members what he saw, and everyone was shocked.

No one expected something like this to happen, and there was not even enough time to take any protective measures.

Bai Wenzheng frowned:
"Oh no, it seems that Senior Mo Wufeng has been noticed by the Heavenly Dao. This is the Heavenly Dao cleaning itself up.

The world of life has its own place, and the world of death has its own place.

Once you violate this law, you will be against the way of heaven. Even though Senior Mo Wufeng has profound Taoism, as a remnant soul, he cannot compete with the way of heaven. "

After saying this, he looked at Mo Wufeng solemnly:

"Senior, I'm very sorry, we can't do anything about this matter, you can only rely on yourself.

As long as you can enter the clay figure, the Heavenly Dao will not be able to detect your existence, and the thunder tribulation will naturally dissipate.

Although the distance is not far, you know the danger better than us.

Please be careful! "

Mo Wufeng nodded seriously.

Then he gritted his teeth and ran towards the clay figure.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

In an instant, lightning and thunder roared in the sky. Thunder continued to fall, striking Mo Wufeng's surroundings.

The Heavenly Dao seemed to be enraged and determined to wipe out Mo Wufeng, an existence that ignored the laws.

But at this moment, Mo Wufeng had no way to retreat.

He could only grit his teeth and fight to the death.

As Mo Wufeng's speed increased, the frequency of lightning strikes became more frequent.

There were even a few thunders that blocked his way.

Chen Tian saw it and was worried.

He knew that if this continued, Mo Wufeng would probably be struck by lightning within a few seconds.

That was a lightning strike from heaven, which Mo Wufeng could never bear.

Sure enough, just as Chen Tian was worried, a bolt of lightning that seemed to tear the sky apart suddenly fell.

In an instant, a powerful pressure enveloped him, and Mo Wufeng was shocked to find that he was unable to move.

He could only watch the lightning strike towards his head.

"careful!"

Seeing this, a formation plate immediately appeared under Chen Tian’s feet.

Then, he cast the Eight Gates Moving Spell.

However, the next second, Chen Tian was stunned.

These eight methods of transportation actually had no effect on Mo Wufeng.

On the contrary, the array plate was instantly shattered by the powerful force of the lightning strike.

Chen Tian knew very well that with his current level of cultivation, trying to compete with the Heavenly Dao would undoubtedly be like an ant trying to shake a tree, and would be futile.

Seeing this scene, a trace of despair flashed across Mo Wufeng's face, but he soon felt relieved.

“Perhaps, this is my fate, Mo Wufeng, destined to disappear along with the fall of the Jindan Sect.”

He looked back at Bai Wenzheng and the others with longing, and said slowly:

"Thank you very much, everyone. If there is an afterlife, I will repay you with all my strength..."

When he said this, Mo Wufeng was ready to sacrifice himself.

The team members were extremely anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

The Way of Heaven is the supreme existence.

Even if they work together, they will never be able to compete with the Way of Heaven.

As the lightning strike was getting closer and closer, and just when the team members were extremely anxious, an extremely powerful energy suddenly spread in the Kunlun Military Region.

"boom!"

This energy suddenly collided with the thunderbolt, causing a violent impact. Then, the power of the thunderbolt miraculously dissipated.

Mo Wufeng was extremely shocked. This was simply unbelievable to him.

Over the past thousands of years, countless practitioners of magic have died in thunder disasters.

Thunder tribulation is the most insurmountable chasm on the path of practicing magic.

What's more, this thunder tribulation is the decision of the Heaven to cleanse itself, and its power is immeasurable.

However, at this moment, it was easily wiped out by a more powerful force.

He couldn't imagine how powerful the person who exerted this power was.

The team members were also stunned, and before they could react, several more thunders came one after another.

However, when these lightning strikes were about to hit Mo Wufeng, they were easily resolved by an invisible force.

At this moment, Bai Wenzheng suddenly realized, and he shouted to Mo Wufeng excitedly:

"Senior, don't be stunned. The chief is helping you!"

Although Bai Wen Zheng had not known about this before, he was now certain that it was Zhao Qi who had taken action.

Otherwise, in this Dharma Ending Age, besides Zhao Qi, who else can contend against the Way of Heaven?

Hearing this, Mo Wufeng, who had been in despair, regained hope.

Under the protection of this power, he finally succeeded in integrating into the clay figure at the critical moment.

As Mo Wufeng disappeared into the clay, the thunder tribulation also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Chen Tian opened his ghost eyes and looked thoughtfully in the direction where the power came from - that was the office building of Kunlun Military Region.

At the same time, Mo Wufeng's voice came from the clay:
“Thanks to everyone, I have found a perfect match with the mud tire!”

Upon hearing this, Bai Wen Zheng and the others breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief on their faces.

Their efforts were finally not in vain, and Mo Wufeng no longer had to worry about the dissipation of the remaining soul.

A golden power surged out of the clay, which was Mo Wufeng's true cultivation.

After the team members sensed it, they looked at each other in surprise.

"Senior Mo Wufeng, you actually surpassed the realm of Red Dust Immortal back then?"

Mo Wufeng's voice came from the clay again:

“After all, when I was practicing, it was not yet the Dharma Ending Age.

The spiritual energy and opportunities back then were much richer than they are now. If it were you, your achievements would definitely surpass mine."

Afterwards, Mo Wufeng thanked the team members one by one and said solemnly:
"I also thank Chief Chu for his help, otherwise I would have perished in the thunder tribulation."

The team members smiled and nodded, feeling relieved.

However, they didn't know that at this moment Zhao Qi was standing in front of the office window with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountain behind, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

There was still some strength remaining around him, which seemed to confirm everything that had just happened.

Of course, with his current strength, he was not strong enough to fight against the Heavenly Dao head-on. Just now, he had only used the power of many spiritual treasures in the Spiritual Treasure Pavilion to barely fight against the thunder tribulation.

He slowly looked up at the sky, his eyes full of meaning.

Heavenly Dao, what is Dao?

Just then, a burst of messy footsteps interrupted his thoughts.

The office door was pushed open, and Bai Wenzheng ran in in surprise. He immediately realized that he was being rude, and quickly stood at attention and saluted Zhao Qi.

"Commander, Senior Mo Wufeng has successfully merged into the clay sculpture, and his residual soul will no longer perish."

There was no emotion on Zhao Qi's face, he just nodded slightly:
"I see……

Mo Wufeng still needs some time to recover. During this time, let him stay in the back mountain.

Since he is made of clay, his future path of cultivation can be developed towards the path of incense and fire.

Although this road is not easy to walk, there is finally hope to practice again.

Otherwise, his skills would be wasted, which would be a pity."

Bai Wenzheng nodded repeatedly, and then said gratefully:
"Commander, we were not thoughtful enough about Senior Mo Wufeng's possession of the clay body. We didn't expect that the Heavenly Dao would prevent this disaster. (End of this chapter)