Day and night tour

Chapter 276: Time flies
The stars were determined to smash the broken monitoring bronze tripod to pieces, even if there were painters and musicians standing in their way.

"Falling Star."

After the stars muttered silently, they began to borrow the power of the stars. His mane was swung, and the starlight was faintly visible.

"A disciple of the Xingchen Sect who is hiding the star?"

Li Chengfeng, who arrived late, saw what was going on after he descended from the lantern of the parade.

Li Chengfeng is a "divine scholar" of the Gu Lao Society and has a deep understanding of the secret knowledge of the Jing Kingdom.

He had read ancient books before. The "Zhaxing" sect was divided into two factions. One was called the Star Faction, which could borrow the power of the stars, and the other was called the Mist Faction, which emitted a mist that could block most of the breath between heaven and earth.

Wherever the fog spreads, it is the invincible territory of the disciples of the Star-Covering Mist Sect.

"The Star Sect? So that's what you call the Star Clan."

The stars were not afraid of the several wandering gods in front of them. Although they outnumbered him, he was only nine incense sticks after all.

"Painter, use fire to refine him." Li Chengfeng shouted to the painter.

The painter did not need to be reminded, he had already condensed into Dao Yanhuo, a ball of fire tearing through space,

He activated the law of space, and the man disappeared from the spot. At the same time, the musician made his ribs grow backwards, forming an ancient zither. He plucked the strings and released the law of music.

Li Chengfeng prayed to the sky.

"Gods and stars above, rain down fire from heaven on this man."

A ball of fire suddenly emerged from nowhere and blew towards the stars, trying to burn every inch of his body.

"Heartless Red Silk."

Shang Wenjun and Hua Qingying, the boss and second in command of the witches, spit out red silk all over the sky with their hands, like a fiery wave of only flower stamens, rolling and rushing towards the stars.

The first attack to act on the stars was the heavenly fire that Li Chengfeng prayed for.

The fire in the sky is so fierce that it can burn everything in the world, and it gathers on the bodies of the stars.

"How can the fire from heaven obtained by praying to the stars harm me? I am the star."

The faint blue starlight rose from the bodies of the stars, and wrapped in the luster, they seemed to have become a pool of blue water.

The skyfire was easily absorbed and dissolved by the body of water, while the stars barely moved.

The second wave of attack came from Shang Wenjun and Hua Qingying's witch Hongsi.

There were at least tens of thousands of red wave-like silk threads, and each thread was running in a different direction, heading towards the stars.

The stars continued to shine, and it seemed that their light made his body illusory.

The stars that were clearly standing in front of everyone seemed like invisible air, or some kind of shadow.

Tens of thousands of red threads intertwined in his body, but they had no effect on him.

The stars rushed forward, ignoring the red threads as nothing.

"Go away."

The right arm of the stars, blessed by the even richer starlight, appears more transparent and clear, but no one would doubt that this most illusory transparency and clarity in the world contains the great power that can smash a mountain to pieces.

The musician stood in front of the bronze tripod that the stars longed for, without avoiding it at all. Apart from his eight incense sticks, what gave him the most courage was his daily pride.

He never doubted that he could cultivate to the level of Nine Incense Sticks, and he never doubted that he could ascend to the sky and kill the old gods.

This pride gave the musician a passion to use his body to resist the destruction of the bronze tripod by the stars.

"If you want to die, I will give you a ride."

Qunxing threw out his right fist, striking the musician in the chest.

Every time his fist moved an inch forward, a mighty aura would vibrate out with him as the center, causing Li Chengfeng, Hua Qingying, Shang Wenjun and others to have no choice but to use the magical powers of incense and fire to protect themselves from being affected by the power of his fist.

“What a strong body energy.”

The musician stared at the stars and still did not shy away.

At this moment, the painter who used the law of space appeared behind the stars, holding a ball of Taoist fire in his hand and burning towards the stars.

After being blessed by the starlight, the bodies of the stars can gain the power to collapse mountains and break rivers, but at the same time they are made virtual and can ignore most attacks.

But ignoring the vast majority does not mean ignoring everything.
The fire in the painter's hand is something that the stars dare not underestimate.

"Transformation Star."

Driven by him, the starlight that permeated the stars was no longer clear or blue, but instead, spots of it had a matte color like flesh and blood.

After these starlights separated like stardust in the sky, the body of the human body with a lion head also disappeared.

The fire that the painter had started was naturally in vain.

"You turned into these starlights."

The musician has been observing, observing the characteristics of the stars' incense means.

At present, he has seen through the two methods of the stars.

Falling Stars - After borrowing the power of the stars, the stars gave him the power to collapse mountains, but also weakened his body.

Transformed into stars - the bodies of the stars transformed into star dots all over the sky, spreading everywhere in the house.

The room is full of stardust, like the disturbing dust. How should people deal with it?

Even if the painter uses Daoyan fire to burn it, he can only burn one ball at a time.

The stars used the "Star Transformation" technique and changed their previous violent and brutal fighting methods. Instead of relying solely on their own powerful bodies, they used the most primitive smashing method to deal with the wandering gods.

He began to become feminine.

The stardust in the sky after his transformation rolled towards the bronze tripod like locusts attacking crops.

Each particle of stardust that falls on the bronze tripod can only cause very slight damage, perhaps a rice-sized dent on the tripod, or a very subtle scratch.
But the number of stardust was too large. The tens of thousands of star points he transformed into were enough to cause great damage even if only a few thousand stardust particles attacked the bronze tripod at the same time.

Within a few moments, the bronze tripod was riddled with holes bitten by the stardust. If the stars were allowed to tear it apart at will, the tripod would be destroyed in a few more moments.

But everyone has no way to deal with the stars...

"It's not completely impossible."

The musician decided to continue playing the guqin. He grabbed the ribs of the guqin with both hands, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he pulled it hard and broke all his ribs.

"clang!"

There was a clanging sound in the room, like a gentleman drawing his sword, ready to fight to the death with the stars.

Under the resounding tones, the musician's body suddenly broke apart, and countless pieces of flesh and blood became the embodiment of notes, radiating flesh and blood, spotted flesh and blood, and so on.

The painter immediately saw through the musician's thoughts - he wanted to shatter his own body, turning it into a blood mist in the sky, to fight against the tens of thousands of stardust particles among the stars.

This method looks rough, but it is very effective. Countless pieces of flesh and blood wrapped up countless stardust, making them lose their freedom.

Using countless against countless is the desperate strategy of the musician, but he is not a star with special skills of star transformation. If he cannot win quickly, I am afraid that as time goes on, even the "protective spell" of the Bone Old Society's Painful School will find it difficult to re-condense his flesh and blood.

"Musician, I didn't expect you to be so difficult."

The stardust of the stars roared in the house, but seemed somewhat impotent and furious. The broken cauldron was right in front of him, but he couldn't smash it to pieces.

He was angry.

At the same time, he decided to use the ninth level of means.

After entering the Parade of Gods, he never revealed his true strength from beginning to end, simply because he was afraid of two people - the incense Taoist priest and the Nuo god.

If he revealed the power of Nine Incense Sticks, both the Taoist priests and the Nuo gods would be able to sense it.

It is hard to say whether the Nuo god will wake up, but the Taoist priests will definitely come.

But now, Qunxing had no choice but to use the method of Nine Incense Sticks. If he didn't use it, let alone destroying the bronze tripod, it would be a question whether he could walk out of the Youshen Division alive.

"The destiny is in accordance with the stars."

The mind of the stars began to meditate, and suddenly huge stars appeared in his secret realm.

The stars in the secret realm are shining, and there is also a star in the real night sky, which is extremely bright, even brighter than the full moon in the night sky.

This star is the natal star of all stars.

He is connected to the star. At this moment, he is the star and the star is also him.

Suddenly, the starlight in the room became bright, and the flesh and blood of the musicians flying in the sky began to be burned by the starlight. It would not be long before the musicians would be burned into a ball of charcoal.

And he couldn't get away. Just now, he was the one who wrapped and entangled the stars, and now, the stars were entangled him.

"No one can stop me from destroying this ancient tripod!"

"is it?"

An old voice came into the house.

"The past cannot be retrieved, it is regarded as fate, but the future can still be changed, it is regarded as impermanence."

The prophecies of the Taoist priests bring endless fear to the stars.

A man who looked like an old Taoist priest riding a donkey was transparent at first, and then his body gradually became solid. He appeared in the Parade of Gods with a smile on his face.

He gently shook the whisk in his hand and said, "You are Jiuzhuxiang of Xingchen Sect, so you are Qunxing? You are Zhaxing's brother, and Zhaxing is not dead. Otherwise, I would have said that my eyes are blurry and I was deceived by you two hundred years ago."

At this point, the Taoist priest shook the whisk in his hand, and the musician broke away from the control of the stars and condensed into a human form again. He was a little exhausted from the battle just now, and his face was pale.

As for the stars, he knew that he couldn't escape today, so he also condensed into a human form and turned into the monster with a lion's head and a human body. "Oh... I was wondering how you escaped from me that year, so that's how it is."

When Master Xianghuo saw the faces of the stars, he came to his senses and said, “You replaced your head with a spirit’s to completely conceal your aura of the star country.”

"Your nose is so sharp that you smelled my scent and rushed over from the world of time and space when I used my natal star."

Qunxing was very upset. He had originally planned to kill all the wandering gods here in a few moments, then destroy the bronze tripod and leave quickly. He did not expect the incense Taoist to come so quickly.

"If I had a good nose, would you and your sister have been able to run away for so many years?"

The Taoist priest smiled and said, "It was Brother Zhou who informed me. If it weren't for him, I would still be kept in the dark by you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xuan rode on a big black donkey and walked from the world of time and space into reality.

After the battle of Dongshi Street, Zhou Xuan felt that... a cannon fodder Yuan Mama was worth seven incense sticks, and as the main force in this attack on Mingjiang Mansion, would it be Zhaxing?

Zhou Xuan had already guessed that Zha Xing was Jiuxiang, and naturally he also knew that even if Mingjiang Youshen came out together, they would not be able to withstand Zha Xing.

Fortunately, Zha Xing was a "fugitive" of Jing State and should have been killed two hundred years ago. Now that he is born, the Taoist priests have to take care of him.

So Zhou Xuan rode a big black donkey, traveled through time and space, and went back to five years ago to find the Taoist priest to come out of the mountain.

"It's you again, Zhou Xuan?" When the stars saw Zhou Xuan, they gnashed with hatred.

Zhou Xuan waved to the stars in a relaxed manner, saying hello: "Do you know me?"

"Hmph, I know some of them, but I don't know some of them."

Qunxing naturally knew that Zhou Xuan was too cunning and had extraordinary means, but he never thought that Zhou Xuan could actually find a Taoist priest to worship incense.

For a person like the Taoist priest, if he doesn't want to see him, it's useless for the other party to find a broken leg. Since Zhou Xuan can find him, it means... the two of them have a certain connection.

"Stars, where is Zhaxing now? I am an old man with weak legs and feet, and I don't want to climb mountains and cross rivers to look for it."

The Taoist priest looked at the stars and said.

"You can't find my sister."

Qunxing's body was blessed by the stars, and it was like a thick piece of ice, with a hint of light green flowing through it.

"My sister and I have been afraid of you for many years, but today, I am going to die anyway, so I want to know one thing... How big is the gap between you and me?"

The stars clearly wanted to fight to the death with the Taoist priest.

"Not that big. You are the Nine Incense Sticks in the World, which is already the pinnacle. If you want to resist, an old man like me can only condense a talisman to see if I can subdue you."

After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he stroked the big black donkey with his hand, then drew a line in the air with his fingers, and a small talisman the size of a palm appeared.

"Go."

He swept his whisk towards the small talisman, and the talisman flew out of the Wandering God Division and straight into the brightest star in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tremor of the earth, and the brightest stars disappeared. His talisman actually annihilated the stars.

Without that star, the stars lost their own natal star, their bodies suddenly became material, and his incense and Taoism were completely wasted.

The arrogance just now disappeared in the blink of an eye. The stars were devastated. A lifetime of cultivation was not as good as a talisman in the hands of a Taoist priest?

"Little boy of the stars, do you know your crime for harboring Zhaxing?"

The stars ignored the Taoist priest's words and were immersed in great depression.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter whether you know the crime or not. Just follow me to the world of time and space."

The incense Taoist waved his whisk, and the stars rose up and hung in the air. His life force disappeared instantly, like a kite without consciousness and perception, and the string was in the old Taoist's hand.

"Mr. Zhou, I know you like to use disciples with high cultivation as sacrifices, but you cannot touch the bodies of the stars."

Having said this, the Taoist priest snapped his fingers lightly, and the lion's head of the stars fell from its body and rolled on the ground.

"This head didn't originally belong to Qunxing. It's not against the rules for you to take it."

"Then I have to thank you very much." Zhou Xuan still hoped that Qunxing's body could be left behind.

"I can't say thank you much, Mr. Zhou. A lion's head is not enough as a thank you gift. I want to tell you a piece of news. The Zoroastrianism has appeared in the world."

"What sect is Zoroastrianism?"

"Mr. Yun's Canglong Mountain was massacred by the Zoroastrianism. Now, they are targeting you."

Taoist priest Xianghuo said: "The stars should have been instructed by the Zoroastrianism to come and destroy the tripod. The bronze tripod is the magic weapon for monitoring Mingjiang Mansion. With this tripod, the Zoroastrianism dare not enter Mingjiang Mansion in a big way, and only send one or two disciples in occasionally.

If this tripod is destroyed, the Zoroastrian Fire Cult can enter and leave Mingjiang Prefecture at will... After the tripod is destroyed, a large number of disciples of the Fire Cult enter, and the Canglong Mountain in Jingchuan Prefecture suffered such a disaster back then."

When the Taoist priest said this, he urged the black donkey gently and disappeared into the Parade of Gods.

At this time, Lady Red Coffin finally arrived.

She was not the parade god of Mingjiang Prefecture, so she naturally could not drive the lantern of the Mingjiang Parade God, and she was very slow in rushing to the Parade God Office.

"Who's causing trouble here? Wow, such a big lion head?"

Lady Red Coffin walked around the lion's head, exclaiming: "The incense in this lion's head must be more than eight sticks, right? If we stew it and eat it, won't the incense burn quickly?"

After the battle, the painter and the musician were very tired. The musician sat cross-legged on the ground, resting his breath, and said to the Red Coffin Lady, "Coffin Lady, you came too late. You didn't see Jiuzhuxiang's move."

"What? Nine incense sticks?"

Lady Red Coffin has been practicing in her life for nearly half her life, but she has never seen nine incense sticks.

"Not to mention the Nine Incense Sticks from the Human World, the Incense Taoist Priest has also taken action."

The painter added another stroke.

Seeing a master in action with your own eyes can help you gain a lot of insights on the path of cultivation.

There are as many disciples practicing in the world as the sands of the Ganges River, and some of the small grains of sand have seen the Taoist priests in action.

"I'm destined to be unlucky when I come to Mingjiang Mansion. On the day of the Mingjiang River flood, you all used the Kongming Mirror to burn incense, but I didn't catch up with the excitement. Now, the Nine Incense Sticks and the Incense Taoist priests have taken action, and I haven't even seen a single hair. Alas...Mingjiang, how unkind of you are to me."

The Red Coffin Lady's complaints made everyone laugh.

"Stop laughing, Lao Hua, tell me loudly - how powerful is the incense Taoist priest?" asked the coffin lady again.

"It's dozens of stories high."

The painter only felt the height of the "lofty mountains" he admired.

"Nonsense, it's not that great."

In the mind of the Red Coffin Goddess, nine incense sticks are higher than the sky. As the guardian of the world of time and space, the incense Taoist priest is definitely higher than the nine incense sticks, but it should not be much higher.

"A Taoist talisman that can annihilate stars. Do you think it is as high as several dozen floors?"

"Ah? The brightest star outside was annihilated by the incense Taoist priest?"

"Yes."

"No, your star has dimmed, but when I arrived at Liyuan Building just now, the star was bright again."

"is it?"

Everyone hurried to the window to look, and sure enough, they saw the brightest star again.

It took everyone a moment to realize that the Taoist priest did not annihilate the stars, but moved them to another world.

Where have you moved?
Nature is the world of time and space.

"That's not as high as dozens of floors, but at least it's as high as a dozen floors."

The painter commented.

Moving mountains and filling the sea is a method used by the gods of the sky in Jingguo. With the passage of time, the difficulty must be much higher than moving mountains and filling the sea.

"You guys are talking so much, but I still haven't seen anything. Hey, little sir, what are you doing with that lion's head?"

"Now it's my lion head." Zhou Xuan said with a wry smile.

"Coffin Lady, don't worry about it. That was given by the Taoist priest. If you want to steal the lion head from the young master, the Taoist priest will probably move your Huangyuan Mansion to the world of time and space."

"Fuck you, I didn't say rob."

Everyone was talking at the same time, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

But soon the painter discovered a very serious problem.

"I'm afraid the bronze tripod will be completely broken."

"Although there is still a connection, after some time, this tripod will be completely destroyed."

The painter and musician studied the bronze tripod used to monitor the God Procession and said with a sigh.

Lady Red Coffin didn't understand again and asked, "Break it, break it. You two have eight incense sticks, and there are so many seven-incense gods. Who dares to cause trouble in Mingjiang Mansion?"

"Zoroastrianism."

"What is Zoroastrianism?" asked the Lady in the Red Coffin.

"The black-clad men who massacred Canglong Mountain in Jingchuan Prefecture back then were the Zoroastrianism. The stars wanted to break the cauldron under the instruction of the Zoroastrianism."

The more the painter talked, the uglier the lady in the red coffin looked. She had benefited from the Kongming Mirror and knew that Zoroastrianism prohibited the spread of the Kongming Mirror.

If the Zoroastrianism entered Mingjiang Prefecture, she, the coffin lady, would also be their target...

(End of this chapter)