Knife splashing

Chapter 606: Erlang Returns
boom!
The explosion was deafening and debris flew everywhere.

Sharifei likes to exaggerate when he speaks in daily life, and the same is true when he plays with gunpowder. He says it is just a little, but in fact he is always afraid that it is not enough.

This time, all the inventory was used up.

Yue San'er, who is known as "Earth Listening to the Strings", is indeed an old-school geomancer. He may not be called a Feng Shui master, but his positioning is extremely accurate.

The explosion occurred right under the city gate.

In the past, there was an upside-down Jingguan underground here, which was considered a great achievement. When the Shu King's Palace was built, there was no taboo about it, and large vats were buried to monitor the movements underground.

Therefore, there are still many gaps in the ground here.

The explosion of the new gunpowder directly lifted up the entire land.

After the rocks flew everywhere, a huge pit appeared, and the palace gate of the Prince of Shu's Palace, which was painted red and nailed with copper, collapsed in the flames.

Even the surrounding city walls broke and collapsed, leaving gaps.

The Shu King's army gathered in the square in front of the gate. Rubble fell from the sky, smashing many people's heads and causing them to bleed.

As a result, flaws appeared in the well-arranged military formation.

What was even more troublesome was that several surrounding battle flags were also knocked down by the huge rocks, and huge white funeral lanterns fell down and were ignited by candlelight.

The soul-guiding lamp formation also lost its effect.

Almost instantly, strong winds and flying snow wrapped in thick fog rushed in, like a flood that broke through a dam, engulfing the Shu Palace army.

Even the funeral lights in the distance began to burn and shatter.

These thick fogs are all caused by the secret realm of Dragon Palace and Water Palace. They do not contain much evil energy but have heavier water vapor. Apart from causing blizzards, they do not have much power.

The chaos in Chengdu Prefecture nowadays is caused by the "God of Happiness Money" and the hint of those red lanterns, plus the thick fog in the Dragon Palace and Water Palace, which have caused such a big commotion.

The soldiers of the Shu Palace were startled to find that they were not injured.

However, thick fog and flying snow were howling towards them, obstructing their vision. All they could see was a vast expanse of white and they could not see anything clearly.

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

The Black Feather Guards rode their horses wildly with guns in hand, shouting loudly.

They recovered from their shock and tried to regain their composure.

However, the Chongqing army would not miss this opportunity. They raised their guns and pulled the trigger to shoot.

They also have a wide variety of firearms.

Someone shot a bamboo thunder arrow, which fell into the enemy camp and exploded with a loud bang.

There was also a whole row of soldiers releasing the wind and fire crows.

This is a kite-like thing, made of bamboo or wood, shaped like parchment, and carrying sticky kerosene.

Now that the wind is in our favor, it is time to release it.

Dense swarms of wind and fire crows took off into the sky, accompanied by thick fog and flying snow, flew over the high walls, and landed in the Palace of the King of Shu.

Several halls were immediately set on fire.

And these are just appetizers.

"Step aside!"

Wu Ba roared like a King Kong descending to earth. He carried the Tiger Cannon on his huge body. He waved his hand to push away the soldiers blocking the way in front of him and lit the fuse.

There was a loud bang, and the powerful weapon spewed out a three-foot-long flame. Countless scattered bullets flew into the thick fog with a shrill whistling sound.

The terrible destructive power was immediately apparent.

These soldiers from the Shu King's Palace had already formed a military formation, using huge shields to block the front and firing guns from the back.

The Tiger Cannon roared, and the heavy shield in front shattered directly, and the soldiers in the rear were also riddled with holes, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

And Wuba is also extremely powerful.

His body was extremely strong, and after several uses, he had long been accustomed to the power of this heavy artillery. He mobilized all his strength and took several steps back, with the bricks and stones under his feet crackling and shattering.

Although in a mess, it still stands.

Boom!
He put down the heavy Tiger Cannon, and the three soldiers beside him immediately stepped forward, quickly cleaned the barrel, replaced the projectiles, and stuffed in the gunpowder bags.

In the past, when Wu Ba was alone, he would always be in a mess no matter how fast he ran.

With the help of others, it only took a few breaths.

He pressed the Tiger Cannon and lit the fuse again.

boom!
There was a loud bang, and the thick fog and snow in the distance were all dyed red...

After suffering a series of blows, the Shu Palace suffered heavy losses in its troops, and coupled with previous suspicions, its morale completely plummeted to the bottom.

"go!"

There was a smart little flag who just took his brothers and escaped.

Because the thick fog obscured the view, the Black Feather Guards who were in charge of supervising the army didn't even notice it, let alone stop it.

Where there is the first, there is the second.

As more and more people fled, the army formation completely collapsed.

"kill!"

Zhao Xianda suddenly stood up, waving his sword and roaring.

Several captains of Chongqing Garrison also shouted orders at the same time.

"kill!"

Many soldiers rushed out of the dark alley, gathered like a tide, directly dispersed the participating army formations, and poured into the palace through the gap.

If it were any other war, the outcome would have been decided by now.

However, this time the power is more than just mortal.

The King of Shu also recruited a number of evil cultivators from the southwest, as well as masters from the Salt Gang, and they all gathered on the city wall in front of Chengyun Gate.

Unlike those in Dujiangyan, they came for the profit and had no intention of working for the King of Shu. Looking at the destroyed Xiao Wall and Duanli Gate, they all felt their scalps tingling.

However, they did not dare to escape.

This is because there are two evil gods next to it.

A bloody Nuo master.

A black sect lama Dorje Tashi.

Although the two of them were not as powerful as Zhao Jie, they were also confidants of the King of Shu and knew that the plan this time was to seize the Nine Cauldrons.

They are already old, and the Nine Cauldrons is also their last chance.

Looking at the soldiers and horses swarming in from below, Master Xue Nuo gritted his teeth and pulled the bamboo tube in his hand.

Phew—boom!

A firework rose up and exploded in the air.

The square in front of Chengyun Hall at the rear is the largest in the palace.

Nuo dance for the Kitchen God worship had been held before.

The two altars of Situ Qian and Zhao Jie are also located here.

At this moment, Situ Qian was dressed in the costume of Zhong Kui.

Next to him was the Netherworld Stage.

At this moment, the treasure of this ghost troupe had small red lanterns hanging all over it, black fog was swirling, and tiny human figures were flashing.

Indistinctly, it seems to be connected with the lanterns all over the city.

This is his mission.

Lu Sheng asked him to preside over the altar, using "money for the god of joy" as the medium and "the stage of the underworld" as the center, and taking advantage of the descent of the Dragon Palace and the Water Palace, with yin and yang reversed and dreams confused, to perform this big drama.

Situ Qian naturally saw the fireworks in the distance.

This is his signal to join the defense.

To be honest, he was already very tired, but when he saw the cold eyes of the "King of Shu" below, his heart still trembled.

"Wow yeah~"

Situ Qianyi gritted his teeth, his red beard fluttering.

Around him, there were several mediums who were temporarily captured. At this moment, they were all dressed as little ghosts, with talismans stuck behind them and blurred eyes.

Hearing the opera tune, they all rolled over and gathered on both sides of Situ Qian, as if they were raising their feet and jumping upwards.

And Situ Qian also followed their rhythm, waving the Bagua umbrella in his hand and leaping.

"The fire of the netherworld, the stage of night illumination, the paper horse and the fragrant carriage come out of the weeds, the judge's pen draws the debts of life and death, the ghost king marries his sister to the world of the living..."

Situ Qian opened his voice and sang "Zhong Kui Marries His Sister".

As he sang, he coordinated with the footsteps of the little ghosts around him: three in front, four behind, five on the left, and six on the right, which matched the numbers of the Luoshu.

Not only that, he also mixed tung oil with sulfur to spurt out flames, which looked very strange against the red light of the Netherworld Stage.

The red lanterns throughout Chengdu also flashed.

The people on the street were getting more and more crazy. Situ Qian was wrapped in black fog, with only two blood-red eyes showing. He came down from the altar with the little ghost, wrapped in thick black fog, and headed towards Chengyun Gate.

"The strong wind ripped the robe and swept the sea of ​​sin, the green face never changed, the Jinshi hat was broken in front of the palace, and the blood splattered on the red steps and stained the ghost fetus..."

His singing style is crazy and sad.

In the square in front of Chengyun Gate, there was a sudden howling wind and surging black fog, so that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. The army that rushed in seemed to be blind at this moment, with panic on their faces, looking around.

Some even fought with the people around them.

This method is a bit like Bai Qihong's previous request for the Bloody Virgin Mary to descend. After using it, one will inevitably suffer great damage to his vitality.

Situ Qian didn't want to either, but he knew that he had already boarded the pirate ship and had no choice but to fight hard.

The Blood Nuo Master on the city wall saw this and sneered, saying in a low voice: "This Situ Qian still wants to seize the Nine Cauldrons. He really doesn't know how to live or die."

The Black Sect Lama Dorje Tashi next to him looked very serious, "It's a critical moment, we can't be careless."

"Don't worry, just look."

The bloody Nuo master pointed to the east and west.

However, it was the troops guarding outside the city gates on both sides who had entered the city to provide support after the soul-guiding lantern formation was broken and the main gate fell.

There are so many of them, and the number has reached tens of thousands.

As long as we can hold back the troops under the city, we can wait for reinforcements.

The evil cultivators from the southwest nearby also saw this and were overjoyed. They each used their best skills to attack the soldiers below.

For a time, ghosts were rampant and ghost lights were floating around.

Seeing this, the Black Sect Lama Dorje Tashi was also ready to take action, but was stopped by the Blood Nuo Master, "You and I will defend the formation to prevent the opponent's masters from breaking through. Situ Qian cannot die now..."

In the army below, reinforcements and experts have also gathered.

Even Sharifei and others came from the secret passage nearby.

"It's the Twelve Altars of Sichuan Nuo!"

Granny Jin was the inheritor of this tradition and she noticed something strange at first glance.

She had been injured before, and her Taoism was also declining, but her eyes were still sharp. She said in a deep voice: "He sang about the four altars that govern the human world, and Zhong Kui marrying his sister. It originally symbolized 'using happiness to overcome evil', and the ghost king also values ​​human relations."

"But this 'joy' has turned into 'evil', which is a Yin Nuo play. We must enter the fog and kill it to break the formation."

"I go!"

"Ghost Face" Situ Bo looked at the black fog in front of him, his eyes full of determination, "I was soft-hearted back then and didn't teach this beast well. Even if I die today, I will clean up the mess!"

Situ Qian was learning skills from him, but he had already surpassed his teacher. Add to that the Yin Nuo opera and the Netherworld stage, and he had no confidence at all.

At this moment, Wu Ba also came carrying the Tiger Cannon.

Seeing black fog blocking the road ahead, he was about to light the fuse.

"Don't mess around!"

Wang Daoxuan hurriedly stopped them and shook his head, saying, "They are all soldiers from the Chongqing Garrison. Situ Qian must be using them as human shields..."

……

In the distance, the rooftop of Zhuangyuan Building.

The people of Qingcheng Sect have various magical powers of investigation, so they know everything that happens in the Palace of King Shu clearly.

The situation was urgent and they all looked towards the center of the Yangyang Altar.

Li Yan was seen making hand gestures, his whole body trembling slightly, but his feet did not move, he just looked up at the sky.

Thick fog rolled in the air above, and whenever lightning flashed, a huge black shadow could be seen roaming around.

That was not a living creature, but an extremely dense innate evil energy circling in the air.

Li Yan was only one step away from summoning Wen Lingguan.

But if you hold the seal and don't release it, it's like shooting an arrow without releasing it.

"Young Master Li..."

Ming Shanzi finally couldn't help it and spoke up to remind him.

"Don't worry, they can handle it."

Li Yan stared at the Palace of King Shu, veins popping out on his forehead.

Summoning Wen Lingguan is very difficult for him now, even with the cooperation of everyone and the help of the magical instruments of the sect.

Even if the magic is successful, it will not last long.

In other words, only one strike.

And now, whether it is Lu Sheng, Zhao Jie, or the leader of the Dragon Worshiping Sect and the immortal Li Wenyuan who descended to the earth, none of them have made a move yet and must be holding back their trump cards.

We cannot waste our energy on Situ Qian.

And he was also very sure that this person was not a problem.

Sure enough, there was another unusual movement below.

As soon as Wang Daoxuan finished speaking, he saw Yang Chenghua slightly shook his head and handed the bronze flower basket to him, "Give it to that kid for me."

After saying that, he walked forward alone.

"What is he going to do?"

Situ Bo was stunned and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

But Cheng Jianxin stopped him and said calmly: "Just watch. I'm afraid you will never see such a thing in your life."

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other in surprise.

Before they could think about it, Yang Chenghua had already arrived in front of the black fog.

He didn't know when he had a huge black cloth bag on his back. He pulled it with his right hand, and the black cloth spread out, and a huge weapon suddenly rolled up.

The three-pointed and two-edged weapon is exactly the divine weapon lost in Guanjiangkou.

Snapped!
Yang Chenghua grabbed it, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

In an instant, strong winds howled around and almost blew away the black fog.

Others also felt the rich aroma of incense.

Suddenly, Yang Chenghua opened his eyes, his expression had become extremely cold, and he chanted: "Strong wind rips the robe and steps on the snowy waves, the eye between the eyebrows shines on the monsters..."

As soon as he finished speaking, streams of blazing white energy appeared out of nowhere around him and gathered towards his brow, as if he had an extra eye out of nowhere.

"It's Erlang searching the mountain!"

Granny Jin was surprised when she heard this. "This is the authentic Twelve Altars of Sichuan Nuo. How come he also knows it?"

Sharifei quickly changed the subject, "Can you break the formation?"

Granny Jin affirmed, "To use good to defeat evil, of course it is possible. There is someone to lead the charge, and I can also lend a hand."

As he said this, he picked up the dragon head cane.

Her old injury had not healed yet, so she could not perform the show alone, but with someone hosting the show, they could provide assistance.

But before he could finish his words, his eyes widened.

But Yang Chenghua held the three-pointed, double-edged sword horizontally, and then swung it with his backhand. In an instant, a strong wind blew, like an invisible sharp blade, directly breaking the black fog in front of him.

Then, the power from his feet exploded.

boom!
The bricks and stones on the ground shattered with a loud bang.

Yang Chenghua's figure has disappeared.

The broken black fog gathered again, but inside, there seemed to be an invisible giant blade stirring up and down.

This huge formation that gathered all the evil energy in the city was almost unable to hold on.

And that ghostly stage was even starting to crackle.

"You...who are you?"

Situ Qian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of horror.

But just as he finished his words, a flash of light flashed before his eyes, and then his sight turned in the air, and he saw that his head had been chopped off.

boom!
The wind howled and the black fog exploded.

A clear voice came from the wind:

"A thousand years of incense cannot suppress it, my family is originally from Guankou!"

Everyone heard this sound clearly.

"He, he..."

Even Ming Shanzi stuttered and looked at Li Yan with an expression of disbelief.

Li Yan looked into the distance and sighed slightly.

Yang Chenghua finally inherited all the incense.

From then on, there was only Erlang in the world...

(End of this chapter)