Day and night tour

Chapter 333: Prison Dragon Well

After Zhou Xuan gave orders to the painter, he began to compete fiercely with the cliff monk on the chessboard.

Part of the white chess power was transferred to black, and then to white, and the cycle continued.
The monk on the cliff said: "After I entered the Jing country, I also learned from the people of Jing country and studied the Taoist scriptures and figured out the historical origins of some Taoist temples. This Qingtian Temple is also frustrated. There is always a "Tianyan Temple" pressing on its head.
Obviously, both are the oldest Taoist temples, and the Taoists of Qingtian Taoist Temple always wonder why Tianyan Taoist Temple is superior to them. "

"Qingtian Dao, it turns out there is still some background."

Zhou Xuan said.

"That's natural."

The cliff monk said leisurely: "Dunjia and Tianyan are both one of the nine ancient sects. Dunjia is good at deducing and preaching arrays, and Tianyan Guan relies on the eye between the eyebrows to know the changes in the world.

Whether it is the number of disciples or the spiritual energy within the Taoist temple, Qingtian Temple always loses to Tianyan Temple. The two Taoist sects have been fighting each other over the past two thousand years. Disciples of each other have never interacted with each other. It is common for them to fight over a few words. "

"So, you Buddhists are trying to sow discord and use Qingtian Dao?"

"The monks of the Buddhist Kingdom know how to stir up people's hearts the best. But on the other hand, if the major halls of the Jing Kingdom are united as one, and the nine prefectures protect each other and are united as one, how can we, the monks of Xunbo, have room to survive?"

The cliff monk said, "In fact, we didn't do much. We just told them that in Mingjiang Mansion, there is a young master who can be called a natural treasure, and a demon fox of the fourth realm of earth law. In order to make the Taoist sect more powerful, Qingtian Dao sent the great magician Zhao Qingxiao. This Zhao Qingxiao is extraordinary."

"How do you know that there is a fox spirit with the Four Realms Earth Law in Mingjiang Mansion?"

"That's what the great demon Huang Yuan said."

After placing a piece, the Cliff Monk said, "If I win the game by chance, Qingtian Dao will capture the Four Realms Fox. The people of the Dao Sect love the Law of the Earth the most. Their strength will be improved to a higher level. With the support of the Huangyuan Great Demon, Zoroastrianism, and our Buddhist Kingdom, Qingtian Dao will be the number one Taoist temple in the world."

"He is nothing more than the number one lackey of the three of you."

Zhou Xuan sneered, "Whatever Qingtiandao did in the chess game of heaven and earth, and your collusion with them, will become a dog chain around their necks... Holding this chain, Qingtiandao will have to bite whoever you want them to bite..."

"Master Zhou, you are too kind. In fact, the dog chain was not given to them by us Buddhists or the Great Demon Huangyuan. The real dog chain has a long history and is the so-called "No. 1 Gate in the World". This plaque is the iron chain for locking the dog. We have only mastered the method of driving this chain."

The cliff monk said: "Humans have seven emotions and desires. In the Buddhist country, there is a sect of monks called the 'Formless Buddhist Sect'. Without color and form, there are also myriad colors and myriad forms. The Myriad Realm is the high monk of the Formless Buddhist Sect. She can now control the number one gate in the world."

"The best Taoist sect in the world? I heard that the best Taoist sect in the world is neither Tianyan Temple nor Qingtian Temple, but the former Xigu Taoist Temple."

Zhou Xuan suddenly remembered the world's number one Taoist temple that Shang Wenjun had once told him about: Knowing its masculinity, keeping its femininity, it is the stream of the world; knowing its honor, keeping its disgrace, it is the valley of the world;

The Xigu Taoist Temple is undoubtedly the number one Taoist temple in the world. King Xishan has a fox tribe under his command. They were attacked and killed by Zhong slaves sent by Jinzhong just for imitating the inaction style of "Xigu Taoist". According to Shang Wenjun, if King Xishan is successful in this method, he can glimpse the truth that the will of Jingguo has not yet been distributed.

"Forgive me for my lack of knowledge and experience. I have never heard of the famous Taoist temple in the valley."

Without making a sound, the cliff monk placed another black piece on the chessboard, making the chess position of the "Six-Eyed Well" even more impressive.
Zhou Xuan was also faintly in the momentum of the "big dragon", extending a little momentum...

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The character "井" has only four strokes, but its meaning is not simple.

In ancient Chinese, the word "井" (well) and "刑" (punishment) are the same word. Sometimes, "井" (well) also means the punishment of restraint.

As the saying goes: A frog at the bottom of a well can only see the sky from the bottom of the well.

The frog in the well becomes a prisoner of the well. What the frog can see depends entirely on what the well is willing to let it see.
At this time, a well covering the entire East Market Street appeared out of nowhere.

Yun Ziliang used his humble Feng Shui skills to dig up the soil and bricks in the ruins of the Dasixi Mahjong Hall, and moved the charred bodies of his deceased mahjong buddies out one by one. Suddenly, he sensed a large talisman. The talisman paper had only four strokes of cinnabar, which were staggered in pairs, causing a Taoist well to rise from the ground.

At this moment, Yun Ziliang heard the helpless howl of the Dragon God, and also saw that above Dongshi Street, the sun and the moon had lost their regular setting pattern. Sometimes the sun and the moon were dim, and sometimes the sun and the moon met. The time and space of Dongshi Street seemed to have become chaotic.

"Master Dunjia, the Dragon Prison Well of Nine Incense Sticks."

Yun Ziliang immediately stood up and ran towards Zhou's cleaning shop.

When he arrived at the location, he saw three young men in fox fur coats and Lu Mingkun, all looking up at the sky.

"I feel like we're being held captive."

Fox Ugly raised his mouth and spit out a paper man, which climbed up to the sky. When it climbed to about fifty or sixty feet, the wind suddenly blew. The wind was like a pair of scissors, and with a few clicks, it cut the paper man into pieces, turning it into pieces of paper that slowly fell back.

"It looks like a well."

"It's not like, it's a well. The Dunjia Master is best at setting up a Taoist formation. This formation is called the Prison Dragon Well. It is a formation that can only be created by the Nine Incense Sticks."

"The old man has some vision."

A vast voice came vaguely from the sky. At the same time, the bodies of the five Dunjia Wuzhuxiang disciples who had been killed suddenly floated up. When they flew seventy feet in the air, the five corpses gathered together and formed a flower.

Bang!
A muffled sound was heard, and the five corpses exploded at the same time. A blood mist spread. When the blood mist dissipated, a Taoist priest in a purple Taoist robe was seen holding a tortoise shell in his left hand, hanging in the sky in the shape of a "crane standing on one leg".

He looked down disdainfully, and when he saw Yun Ziliang, his two slightly powdered willow-shaped eyebrows knitted up, and he said, "I thought there were many masters in Mingjiang Prefecture, and any old mountain man or Taoist priest on the street could see through my magic. After a closer look, it turned out to be Mr. Yun, the mountain man from Chuyun three hundred years ago.

It is said that Mr. Yun used four incense sticks to find the dragon energy and hid several big dragons in his body, making him invincible in the Taoist sect. It is a pity that I, Zhao Qingxiao, was born fifty years later, otherwise I would really like to compete with you, Mr. Yun, to see if my well can lock up your dragon.
Only your dragon can break my well."

"Bah! If I were still at the peak of my nine-stick-level level, I could break your broken well with one hand."

Yun Ziliang's pride came back. It was his tradition to lose the battle but not the argument.

In fact, Yun Ziliang did not have enough confidence to break the "Dragon Prison Well" with nine incense sticks.

Although all Taoist sects in the world have different paths but the same goal, there is also restraint among the major sects.

The relationship between Dunjia and Xunlong is rather special. It is not an absolute restraint. When the two sides fight, the terrain is extremely important in winning or losing.

Dunjia is famous for its "magic and formation", so Dunjia is called a great magician. Since he is a great magician, if the terrain is complex, with many alleys and streets, it will be convenient for them to practice Taoism.

Xunlong is known for the dragon energy of "heaven, earth and nature". Taoism calls Xunlong the Dragon-Seeking Heavenly Master. Only when Xunlong is in mountains, rivers, plains and valleys can the Dragon-Seeking Heavenly Master display his greatest ability.

Dongshi Street is the former. Even if Yun Ziliang is only nine incense sticks old, if he fights with Zhao Yunxiao, who is also nine incense sticks old, he will most likely lose because of the terrain.

"You can break my Dragon Prison Well with one hand? Mr. Yun is so arrogant."

Zhao Qingxiao didn't really pay attention to Yun Ziliang. He came here with only one purpose, to capture the white fox that possessed the four realms of earth laws, bring it back to the capital, and hand it over to the ancestor of Dunjia.

For the sake of this white fox, he had to listen to the persuasion of Wansejie at the last moment and enter the chess game of heaven and earth.

"I don't have time to argue with an old man like you. Listen up, white foxes in the street. You have the laws of the four realms of the earth. In East Market Street, there is a powerful dragon here, so the feng shui is extraordinary.
You can control the Feng Shui of this place and hide yourself in the streets, making it impossible for many Taoists to find you. But I am different. This formation is called Prison Dragon. Not to mention that it is not the Ancestral Dragon, even if it is the Ancestral Dragon of Mingjiang, I can imprison it. I am afraid it is wishful thinking to expect the big dragon to help you. "

Zhao Qingxiao's words made Yun Ziliang unhappy, and he mocked, "Stop bragging, little calf nose. If a nine-stick dragon-prisoning well can imprison the ancestor dragon, then the ancestor dragons of the nine prefectures of the Well Country will all be under your jurisdiction. Aren't you, the Qingtian Dao, rebelling against heaven?"

As for the power of the Taoist sect,

In the Well Country, Tianyan Temple is the first, Qingtian Temple of Dunjia is the second, and Yunlong Temple of Xunlong is the third.

The gap between the third and the first and second is quite large, but precisely because of the existence of the nine ancestral dragons of Jingguo, the Yunlong Temple in Xunlong Hall is something that the first two Taoist temples dare not underestimate.

"Under normal circumstances, I cannot imprison Zulong, but in this chess game, it is another matter."

"Step on the seven stars, and the dragon will descend from the well."

Zhao Qingxiao took consecutive steps according to the "Big Dipper Layout".

He tiptoed with his left foot and lightly tapped the "Yaoguang Star Position". His body was like a clumsy flying leaf, and his feet landed on the Kaiyang Star and Yuheng Star Position. Then, he exerted force with both feet at the same time, and stabbed the "Tianquan Star Position" with his right foot. Then, he tapped the Tianshu Star, Tianxuan Star, and Tianji Star Position successively.
After the seven stars were clicked, a "Big Dipper Star Map" appeared clearly above the wellhead. The star map emitted a faint light, and the whole well began to turn like a millstone, rumbling. The ground of East Market Street shook violently. Lv Mingkun, Sanhu, and Yun Ziliang kept adjusting their positions to avoid falling.

The Dragon God's miserable cries were heard from underground. This big well was ravaging and crushing the Dragon God underground.

Yun Ziliang was very surprised when he saw this momentum, and asked, "Why is it so powerful?"

He was a dragon-hunting genius who had swept through the Taoist sects, a master of the Tianyan Temple and the Qingtian Temple. He had competed before and had seen the "Prison Cage Well" with his own eyes, and relied on the terrain to narrowly defeat the Dunjia Master.

But the "Prison Cage Well" back then was also released by the nine incense sticks in the human world, but it was far less powerful than it is today.

Yun Ziliang had some thoughts in his mind, but after thinking about it for a while, he figured it out - it was because the power of the Prison Dragon Well was added to this chess game of heaven and earth.
This caused the well to burst out with power capable of imprisoning the Ancestral Dragon.

"This time, Mingjiang Prefecture is completely finished..."

Yun Ziliang sighed secretly, his hope sinking into the abyss...

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"Haha, haha, Mr. Zhou, our chess is still one step ahead of yours."

After the chess game between heaven and earth began, the cliff monk finally smiled for the first time.

Qingtian Temple is the backup plan set up by the great monster Huangyuan and the monk Xunbo.

With the Nine-stick Incense "Dragon Prison Well" and the bonus of chess, Mingjiang Mansion has no rivals in terms of combat power. In addition to combat power... Qingtian Temple has other uses.

For example, imprisoning the dragon in Dongshi Street,
What the Xunbo monk, the Huangyuan monster, and the Zoroastrianism sect really feared was not the wandering gods of Mingjiang. Although the wandering gods of Mingjiang Prefecture were numerous, their top combat power was no match for Li Qingxiao and Zhaxing.

They were only afraid of the ancestral tree, the golden bell, the ancient altar, and the two dragons.

These extraordinary things, if enhanced by chess skills, could unleash earth-shaking power. They planned this game in advance and naturally had a back-up plan.

The ancestral tree and the golden bell have not been awake for many days, and their cultivation is still shallow. The ancient altar relies on the sixteen evil gods. Although the evil gods' attitudes are not clear, they will not do their best to help Mingjiang Mansion. Even if Zhou Xuan blesses him through chess, the cliff monk feels that there is no future trouble.
Therefore, the two dragons are the biggest threat.

Among them, Mingjiang Zulong was polluted by Zhaxing's offspring. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is weak and sickly. Even if the pollution has been removed by the God of Suffering, it is still a long way to go to expect it to turn the tables.
Only the big dragon on Dongshi Street, which has the majesty of the Ancestral Dragon, is a real threat.

Now that Zhao Qingxiao's "Dragon Prison Card" has been played, whether he can get rid of the big dragon is another matter, but as long as it is beaten to a pulp and loses the ability to fight back, even if Zhou Xuan has condensed into a big dragon on the chessboard, how big a splash can he make with two sick and injured dragons?

"So, this is why you clearly saw that I was accumulating the power of the big dragon, but still didn't use the black pieces to slay the dragon?"

Zhou Xuan stretched out his middle finger and tapped the chess piece lightly.

"Mingjiang doesn't have a healthy ancestor dragon or a great dragon today, so what if you become a dragon?"

The cliff monk threw another black piece, which completely released Zhou Xuan's dragon momentum. This move was quite provocative.

I know what you are going to do, and I encourage you to do it.

Zhou Xuan smiled faintly, without changing his chess position, and used the next white piece to extend the chess position of the white dragon.

"Hahaha."

The cliff monk laughed a few times on the spot and said, "Donor Zhou, don't blame me for not reminding you that the momentum of the chessboard is so precious. I have blessed Junior Brother Baoshu and Zhao Qingxiao through the momentum of the chess game. Your chess momentum has no other bonus except that it can make the golden bell spit out your words.
Using chess pieces to accumulate a big dragon has become a useless move. If you continue to be stubborn, there will be no results and you will only waste your pieces and energy."

"Moya Demon Monk, there is a saying that goes, "It's hard to turn back when things are too deep." I have already put all my resources into the Great Dragon's power. If I am not allowed to continue to accumulate the Great Dragon's power, then all my resources will be completely wasted."

"Because you are afraid of wasting the pieces in front, you want to waste all the pieces behind? You, Mr. Jing Guoda, are scary when you are smart, but you are so adorable when you are stupid."

The cliff monk chuckled twice and started to make new moves,

Zhou Xuan, in addition to constantly using his pieces to lay out the "big dragon chess position" that the cliff monk considered a useless move, lowered his head and silently chanted: Know its masculinity, guard its femininity, and be the stream of the world; know its honor, guard its humiliation, and be the valley of the world...

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The large well that stretches across East Market Street grinds like a millstone.

Amid the dragon god's screams and roars, Cui Jie finally showed up. She didn't want the big dragon on Dongshi Street to suffer because of her anymore.

After she appeared, she pointed towards the sky and said, "Stupid Taoist, stop. If you want to take me to the capital, I will follow you. Don't make things difficult for the Dragon God anymore."

Cuijie has lived in Dongshi Street for twenty years. The reason why she was able to spend all these years safely is because of the blessing of the Feng Shui of the big dragon in Dongshi Street. She is a grateful person.

Having received the Dragon God's favor, how could I bear to see him suffer?

"You finally decided to come out, White Fox."

Zhao Qingxiao stared at Sister Cui, his eyes full of greed.

"If you take over the well and let all the people here go, I will go with you."

"You're coming with me? Where are we going?"

"Don't play dumb in front of me. You are from the capital, so you must take me back to the capital. You dare not enjoy the Four Realms Laws on me. You must offer them to the older and more powerful ancestors in the Qingtian Dao."

Sister Cui spoke rapidly.

Zhao Qingxiao remained silent. What Cui Jie said was indeed his real purpose of joining the game, but he had not revealed this purpose to anyone. How did this white fox know?

"I have been doing small business for 20 years, and I have learned one thing - to read people.

What do you look like now? You look like those young men who spent a lot of money to buy mutton soup and lamb meat in my shop. They looked at the mutton soup and their mouths watered, but they dared not eat a single bite. Why? Because the mutton soup and lamb meat were bought for their shopkeepers and bosses. If they dared to taste a bite, they would be slapped in the face when they returned to the shop. "

Cui Jie spat on the ground and said, "I can tell from one look that you are not the one who can really make the decision in Qingtian Temple. The one who can make the decision is in the capital.

I have to advise you that Mingjiang Prefecture is tens of thousands of miles away from the capital. I, Hu Yuncui, may not have any other abilities, but I do have the ability to commit suicide. If I kill myself, the Four Realms Law in my body will not fall into the hands of your great ancestor.

If you release all the people here, I will go with you."

By the end of her words, Cuijie's tone was powerful and her words were sonorous.

"Oh, this fox from the fox clan is really cunning."

Zhao Qingxiao was stabbed in the lungs, his face darkened, and he said, "I can let them go. That old Mr. Yun, the two young men behind you, the three foxes who killed my disciples, and the coroner who wielded a bamboo knife, I can let them go, but this well cannot be evacuated!"

To lock up the big dragon of Dongshi Street in the "Dragon Prison Well" is the task that the great demon Huang Yuan gave Zhao Qingxiao through the Wanse Realm. Only after completing the task can he take Cui Jie away safely. If he fails to complete the task, he cannot take Cui Jie away.

"What about the Dragon God?"

"I will not activate the well force, but only imprison the Dragon God of East Market Street. When this chess game is over, I will naturally release it. You and I can return to the capital city with peace of mind."

Zhao Qingxiao decided to agree to Sister Cui's request. If things were really as the white fox said, if the Four Realms Laws were not delivered to the ancestor, he would be in big trouble.

"A member of the Humenyun clan, you can't take away the nine incense sticks of the Qingtian Dao."

Just when Zhao Qingxiao thought that Cui Jie's Four Realms Law was within his reach, an old man in fox fur walked into the Dragon Prison Well with a melodious step...

(End of this chapter)