Chapter 597 Creek
On an unnamed island in the sea south of Mozhou Road, a mysterious magic circle unfolded dense rune lines. The light green light curtain continued to expand, distorting the space in the central area of ​​the island.

The next moment, eight figures including Cheng Xi and Que Cai emerged from the distorted space.

"vomit!"

As soon as Cheng Xi appeared, he hunched over and retched. Grayish-white powder seeped out of his skin. He looked like sand in the wind, as if he could dissipate at any time.

Then, the storage bag on his waist containing various plant seeds broke open, and the seeds leaked out of the storage bag. After coming into contact with the gray-white powder dissipated in the air, they quickly took root and sprouted, clinging to Cheng Xi's body and growing, so that his body was covered with various flowers and plants in a blink of an eye.

The other seven people were not surprised. They took out a green crystal and crushed it to activate the confinement array inside. The others flew further south and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

The confinement formation was fully formed shortly after the other six people disappeared, and Qie Cai transformed into a 'wood spirit form'. His soul consciousness was completely immersed in the core of the formation, locking Cheng Xi's soul consciousness and suppressing it artificially.

After more than ten breaths.

The flowers and plants entangled on Cheng Xi's body all dispersed, and his distorted face gradually changed back to its original shape. Soon he returned to his original appearance.
"呲la"

Cheng Xi first tore off the clothes on his body that were damaged due to deformation, and took out a set of blue Taoist robes from the storage bag and put them on.

Que Cai asked, "How is it?"

"Failed!"

"How is it possible? The spiritual power of the world at that time was enough to change the fate of two third-level cultivators, and you also gave up 300 years of your life, as well as the magic array we set up in advance on Mozhou Road!"

But his face was full of disbelief.

Cheng Xi sat cross-legged and said with a wry smile: "But this is the fact. Although Changqing has been practicing for less than 500 years, his cultivation is extremely solid. He is only one step away from reaching the perfection of the third realm!"

"That's not to the point of..."

"Lord Xiaoshan passed the magic array to him. If I had forcibly changed his fate at that time, I would have died on the spot!" Cheng Xi sighed bitterly.

Que Cai's eyes dimmed when she heard this. She forced herself to accept this fact and said, "No one in our lineage has been promoted to the fourth level for so long. This is the best opportunity. If we miss this opportunity, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future!" After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but complain, "Changqing is so lucky."

"It's his own ability. When Senior Yuxiao was alive, there was no such person as him suddenly appearing!" Cheng Xi adjusted the spiritual veins in his body, stood up and looked at Que Cai and said, "Your thoughts are very dangerous. Don't be dominated by your own desires and jealousy. Changqing has no personal grudges against us."

Que Cai pinched her fingers and quickly calmed down her negative emotions. She looked at Cheng Xi and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Don't worry. Since using the 'Fortune-fixing Disk' to fight in an upright manner is useless, we can only change our tactics. We just need to disrupt Changqing's practice and buy him another 100 or 200 years!"

"Are you really going to cooperate with them? We and Changqing are in a fight between fellow disciples. If we allow outsiders to intervene..."

Cheng Xi interrupted, "Will Changqing accept me as his fellow disciple? The Dao is ruthless. I just reminded you not to be swayed by emotions."

Que Cai remained silent.

Seeing Quecai's expression, Cheng Xi slowed down his tone and said, "We don't need to do it ourselves this time, we just need to cooperate. Changqing is now a very influential person in the southern cultivation world, but he is too eye-catching, and no one likes such an eye-catching person!"

As he spoke, he looked toward the clouds in the northern sky. "Are they catching up so soon?"

The spells in his hands changed rapidly, and then the 'transfer array' under his feet was activated. The next moment, he and Que Cai's figures were submerged in the transfer array and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A quarter of an hour later.

Dozens of golden-armored puppets emerged from the clouds and landed on the island. After staying for a while, they dispersed in all directions. After a moment, a black mist fell from the clouds and quickly landed on the ground.

It is Eastern ginseng.

His body was entangled in the magic weapon formation at the moment, and he looked like he was in mist. There was an illusory figure in the layers of black mist, and two pitch-black swords were suspended around the black mist. When the surrounding ground came into contact with his breath, hideous knife marks appeared out of thin air.

There is also a "transfer talisman" floating on his body, which can transfer him away from this area at any time.

After making sure that this place was safe, his misted body spun quickly, and in a blink of an eye he transformed into a Taoist master wearing a blue Taoist robe. However, the two floating swords beside him were inconsistent with his image.

"There's the scent of those people!"

When a voice sounded in the sky, Gan Qi landed beside Dong Can. Then, two figures appeared on the only hill on the island. They were Wu Quan and Wu Bing.
Dong Can ignored Gan Qi. While soothing the black lizard lying on his neck, he looked up at the clouds.

There was a auspicious cloud under the clouds. Wang Ping and Zi Luan were in front, with Monk Mingxin, Ruan Chunzi, Yuanzheng and Mengxin on their left and right. Before they landed, the golden armor puppets that had just scattered around gathered again in the center of the island, and then turned into green rays of light that merged into Wang Ping's brows.

When the auspicious cloud descended into the air, Zi Luan suddenly sped up and landed in the center of the island. He quickly made a hand gesture with his left hand and summoned his 'Tian Tong Fu'. The moment the 'Tian Tong Fu' appeared, he quickly looked around, and the wood spirits between heaven and earth were immediately used by him to materialize the remaining magic array runes on the island.

"Is it the 'Transfer Talisman'?"

Wang Ping landed beside Zi Luan, and there was doubt in his words.

The reason for the doubt is that these broken "transfer symbols" are different from the inherited memories he obtained when he was promoted to the third realm. He tried to analyze it using the light curtain panel, but unfortunately the light curtain panel did not respond at all, probably because of the incompleteness.

"You read that right. These are indeed 'Transfer Talismans', another branch of the Taiyan Sect. I heard Master talk about them a long time ago. They used the 'Transfer Talismans' to perfection. They were the best assassins of the coalition forces in the war against the demons. Later, they were rewarded for their merits and were assigned to a nice dojo in the southeastern sea area."

Zi Luan explained to Wang Ping: "The representative figure of their generation should be called Cheng Xi, who is also a member of the three seats of the Daozang Hall."

As he spoke, he put away the spell in his hand and said, "It was destroyed, what a pity..."

Ruan Chunzi then added: "I know the inheritance of this branch of Taiyan Sect. If we can confirm that it is them, then they must have used the 'Jia Shang Twelve' Fortune-fixing Disk. It is rumored that their master used the Fortune-fixing Disk to curse a powerful demon and severely injured him, and he himself died soon after due to exhaustion of his lifespan."

He was reminding Wang Ping to be careful.

Zi Luan echoed, "Fellow Daoist Ruan Chunzi is right. This branch of theirs is not only good at 'transfer talismans', but also good at various 'curse talismans'. However, this kind of talisman is too harmful to the harmony of nature, and needs to be used in conjunction with some sacrificial spells. Later, it was banned!"

Monk Mingxin then said, "Saint, be merciful," and looking toward the southeast, he said, "The story I heard is different from yours. My story is that they were driven to the southeastern sea by you."

(End of this chapter)

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