Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 367 Escape
"I come!"

Zeng Wanglou saw Taoist Xu retract his flying sword and most of the formation nodes in the underground palace were destroyed, so he volunteered.

He had activated the targeted formations set up on the seashore, cutting off the induction between the moonlight, stars, the Moon Gathering Formation and the Starfall Stone Suppression Formation, making it impossible for the water to recover in a short time after the tide receded.

"At the same time, open the East Corner, South Well, West Pleiades and North Void, and open the underground forbidden palace of the gods."

Zhao Jun controlled the colorful lights, which moved from the bottom of the pit to the three-hundred-foot-wide circular stone wall, and gave a warning.

Although his cultivation was insufficient, he had no problem with exploration, arrangement, interference, and assistance.

At critical moments, Mr. Mu still has to take charge. Otherwise, a slight mistake will lead to a huge error, triggering a possible self-destructive trap underground, damaging the suppressed gods, and all previous efforts will be in vain.

He had already realized that the deity in the ruined temple was very important to Old Xu and Mr. Mu.

Zeng Wanglou carefully took out a magic cube array device similar to the core of the Nine Illusion Palace, which exuded a dark golden luster.

When he was in the dark world, he spent nearly thirty years studying the "Qingping Suanjing" and the Nine Illusion Palace, deducing and perfecting his ideas. After coming out of the dark world, he used rare materials to refine the palm-sized magic weapon in his hand.

The lower realm of cultivation has an inherent wariness and hostility towards those who cultivate the spirits. Even if they go to the upper realm, the opposition between those who cultivate the spirits and those who cultivate immortals is likely to continue to exist for a long time.

He had no foothold, so he had to plan ahead and make some preparations in advance.

The lesson of being ambushed by the Fallen God Flower in the dark world and nearly losing one's life is deeply engraved in one's mind and will be remembered for a lifetime.

His fingers quickly moved the small surface on the array device, and the vitality of the trees within a radius of thirty miles was quickly extracted. The rich wood energy gathered and poured into the underground palace below, drilling into the underground holes in four directions.

"open!"

Following Zeng Wanglou's low shout.

"Boom!", the southern star position of the underground palace collapsed downwards, forming a three-meter-sized black hole.

The three used their spiritual sense to probe into the opened Forbidden Palace of the Gods. The space was filled with sand and dust, and was octagonal in shape. In the middle of each side stood a thick gray stone pillar that could be hugged. The eight stone pillars were engraved with complex Taoist talismans. As the new underground palace opened, the stone pillars glowed colorfully and flashed rapidly in response.

There was a black shadow struggling and twisting in pain on a stone platform in front of the space.

"Quick, follow the reverse Bagua orientation and start from the Dui position to break the eight pillars of the God of Punishment. Complete it within ten breaths. It will be too late if you are late."

Zhao Jun recognized at a glance the "Eight Pillars of God" arranged below, which were interconnected with the tortured gods on the God-Suppressing Platform. It was a very vicious formation to punish gods.

From the time they broke through the formation above and opened the door to the underground palace, until he finished speaking, two or three breaths had passed.

If the eight pillars cannot be completely destroyed within ten breaths, the gods on the stone platform will collapse.

It conforms to the natural law of leaving a glimmer of hope for life, yet it is kept tightly.

"I go first, you go second!"

Zeng Wanglou took the first step, and a cold light shot into the dusty underground palace as fast as lightning.

"Bang", the magic weapon burst out with unparalleled force, shattering the jade pillar in the Dui position that was shining like a jade.

Xu Yuanchang was only a moment slower than Zeng Lao and launched six wooden flying swords. He believed that his skills were slightly inferior to Zeng Lao's, so the six flying swords formed a swirling and overlapping "force" and struck together, smashing the stone pillar in the Gen position into pieces.

The two of them cooperated well, and continuous rumbling sounds came from the underground palace below.

In just five breaths, all the glowing stone pillars were destroyed, ending the formation's suppression of the spirits in the ruined temple.

"Don't move, don't resist, I'm saving you."

Zeng Wanglou waited until Xu Yuanchang completed the final blow. He then escaped from the air into the bottom of the cave, which was nearly a hundred feet deep. He waved his sleeves to wrap the God-Suppressing Platform with his divine power, shouted loudly, and with considerable effort, he forcibly moved a huge rock of more than ten feet in size into the space of the Nine Illusion Palace.

Xu Yuanchang followed like a shadow into the underground palace, and saw that among the stone pillar fragments rolling all over the ground, there were some shiny things, which were sixth-level earth crystal materials. He quickly waved his hand to collect them into the space. Even if too much energy was consumed, it could be used to feed the Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Essence.

The entire underground palace vibrated and hummed, the stone walls cracked, and rocks rolled down. "Hurry up, the underground palace is about to collapse."

Zhao Jun shouted.

The platform that suppresses the gods is also called the "defense stone". If the stone is moved away or destroyed, the entire area will collapse.

The two figures disappeared below in a flash. With their ability to save their lives, there was almost no dangerous place that could keep them in the lower world. It was just a matter of the size of the losses. Of course, falling into the trap of the formation was another matter.

The two men appeared beside Zhao Jun and saw the mountains collapsing and the wilderness within thirty miles sinking. It would not be long before a lake would be formed here.

"Let's go, the official monks will come to investigate soon."

After cleaning up the traces and picking up the fallen formation equipment, Zeng Wanglou was the first to fly to the beach.

Xu Yuanchang sent a message to his nephew, asking him to take Xueli back to the Demon-Catching Mountain in the Holy Land of Xiyuan and not to stay in the Dacang Dynasty any longer.

The rolling tide submerged the Shigong Dike again. The three men did not stay for long. After collecting their things, they fled westward along the coast under the cover of night.

Such a strange thing happened suddenly in the Da Cang Dynasty, which alarmed the masters of the Fifth Tower in the capital and they came down to investigate the case.

By dawn, they had already left the Da Cang Dynasty and landed on a small island about 500 miles away from the land.

Zeng Wanglou made some arrangements, turning the black umbrella into a thin mist covering several miles, and moved the God-suppressing Platform out of space and placed it on the beach. He knocked on the dark blue stone and said, "Fellow Daoist Shi, come out and see us. We have spent a lot of effort to save you from the sea of ​​suffering."

After a while, an old voice came from the boulder: "Who are you? Shi seems to have no friends in this world."

"Ye Changmeng asked us to come and rescue you..."

Zeng Wanglou suddenly remembered that Fellow Daoist Shi, who was hiding in the stone, was very cautious and might not know the mysterious Ye Changmeng.

A hint of realization appeared on Zhao Jun's face. He felt obliged to do what Senior Ye had entrusted him with.

"Ye Changmeng? I don't know him."

The old voice was full of doubts, and he sighed and said, "Three of you, what exactly do you want to do to Shi? Please speak frankly. Shi is barely alive, and living is suffering. It is better to be freed as soon as possible."

Xu Yuanchang took out the paper with Lao Li's handwritten signature in the shape of a rabbit, showed it to the boulder, and said, "He was the one who asked us to find you. This guy has a bad reputation. Ye Changmeng is his alias."

He also couldn't figure out why Old Li, who lived eight thousand years ago, knew about the young gods who were suppressed here three thousand years ago?
This doesn't make sense. There is a difference of 5,000 years between the two. He doesn't know how Lao Li knew about Shigong Dike?
Could it be that he was traveling through this place and was moved by sympathy and wanted to save the suppressed old stonemason spirit?
But on second thought, given Lao Li's character of never helping a person in need who has no benefit to him, he would not lend a hand to rescue a strange god. So what if he is so pitiful? There are so many pitiful people in this world, as numerous as grains of sand. How can he be saved?

There is only one explanation: Lao Li knows the suppressed gods.

"It's him, Li..."

A sound of disbelief and surprise came from the boulder, obviously recognizing Lao Li's distinctive signature and handwriting.

He really is an acquaintance of Lao Li. Xu Yuanchang put away the paper and said with a smile, "He asked us to come and rescue him. It is not convenient for him to show up. Now, can Fellow Daoist Shi show up and talk to us?"

A black shadow escaped from the boulder and transformed into a thin old man, whose figure was somewhat transparent.

"Is he still in the lower world? Wasn't he suppressed in two places back then..."

There was still obvious temptation in the old man's words.

"His body and soul were separated and suppressed back then. Later, by chance, I released him. He has changed his appearance and ascended to the upper realm. Before he left, he asked me to come and find you."

Xu Yuanchang explained, speaking rather vaguely.

The old man murmured, "Ascended... Ascended, it's good, he still remembers me, his old friend."

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(End of this chapter)