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Chapter 77: Enemy Attacks and Thousand Butterflies Appear

This lotus instantly drained all of Tang Hao's magic power.

His body couldn't help but soften and he slumped down on the bed.

Not daring to delay for even a moment, he immediately collected the cultivation reward displayed above his field of vision.

At the same time, he shouted: "Enemy attack!"

Luo Ke Di and Jiang Shen Yin stood casually by, each thinking about what methods they could use to torture and extract confessions.

The violent fluctuations of the water and fire lotus suddenly woke them up.

They were both familiar with this fluctuation. Junior Brother Tang had used it twice that night.

But the intensity was outrageous. Luo Kedi knew that if he faced him, he would be blown to pieces.

Even Jiang Shenyin thought that he was caught off guard and would probably be seriously injured if not killed.

However, after Tang Hao's loud shout, what did they see?
Not far from the side of the bed, an arm appeared out of thin air and grabbed the black and red lotus in its hand with just its bare palm.

As he clenched his hands, a faint light of inspiration flashed.

"puff!"

After a slight sound like a fart, the lotus completely perished.

At this moment, Jiang Shenyin took out his short-handled golden hammer.

As he swung his arm, the ground beneath him cracked and shattered, and huge rocks fell from the sky.

Luo Kedi made a clang sound and pulled out a giant sword that looked like it was carved from ice from somewhere.

The giant sword, as broad as a door panel, was swung in a circle with a “whoosh” sound, and two huge ice blades cut through the sky and slashed towards the back of the arm.

The palm was spread out, and a wisp of water, fire and smoke dissipated, followed by a snap of the fingers.

The huge rocks crumbled into powder and the ice blades broke into fragments.

"Run!" Seeing this, Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot.

"Is this the ancestor of the Tan family? His cultivation is simply unfathomable, a ridiculous foundation-building cultivator."

Immediately, [Forbidden Firecrackers] and [Purifying Burdock] were thrown out without regard for whether they were useful or not.

Boom boom boom…

Firecrackers exploded one after another. Tang Hao held up a three-color shield, rolled up Luo and Jiang, and fled out of the house for his life.

"Buzz!"

A barrier made up of countless hexagons emerged, blocking the way ahead.

There was no time to react as the three-color shield crashed into it.

The protective shield activated by the top-grade defensive spiritual weapon [Three-Colored Glazed Lion] was instantly shattered by this collision.

"Hehe." A familiar chuckle sounded in the room.

But then, the chuckle turned into a slightly awkward "uh".

The moment the three-colored shield was broken, a tremendous force surged out from the Suanni pendant floating above Tang Hao's head.

In this great power, there was a faint shadow of a Taoist priest with a white face and no beard, and he pinched his hand seal, and a tough, ochre-colored, translucent ball wrapped around the three people.

As soon as the sphere appeared, it just turned slightly, and this time it was the barrier that shattered with a loud bang.

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away, somewhere in the Qinghua Sect.

Chi Xuanzong was sitting cross-legged when suddenly he opened his eyes with a look of excitement.

"Strange, when I was in a state of meditation just now, my spiritual sense was vaguely touched, as if something related to me was triggered." He looked strange.

Not for anything else, just because the feeling is so far away.

But he had only entered the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and his spiritual sense could only sense a hundred miles.

"I have never set up any restrictions or secret houses outside. Why did this happen?" Chi Xuanzong was an old man who stayed at home. After becoming the sect leader, the number of times he left the sect could be counted on one hand.

He pondered for a moment, and something clicked in his mind: "That feeling seems somewhat familiar."

With a flip of his palm, the [Three-Colored Glazed Suanni] appeared in his hand, and he sensed it carefully.

"Yes, that's it." Chi Xuanzong's expression became even more strange, and then he exclaimed softly, "Where did the magic power that the old Taoist injected into it go?" He thought carefully, Tang Hao didn't use it at the beginning. Could it be that the Suanni became a spirit and ate up the old Taoist's magic power for nourishment?
Here, Chi Xuanzong fell into deep thought.

On the other side, in the Tan family manor, in the master's bedroom.

Without having time to feel bad about the ten-year cooling-off period, Tang Hao immediately ran away to escape when he saw the barrier was broken.

As a result, he was shocked to find that his body seemed to be frozen and he could not move at all.

Feeling hopeless, he still complained: "You have the means to play with me here? Do you know how expensive the ball I'm wearing is?"

As if the other party could hear his thoughts, he suddenly said: "Ahem, sorry, I will replenish this magic power for you."

"Supply me?" Tang Hao suddenly found that his restraints were lifted and he could move. "Wait, this voice sounds familiar."

He suddenly turned around and opened his mouth wide: "You, you, Feng Mingyang? Uh, Senior Feng."

Hearing his words, Luo Ke Di and Jiang Shen Yin also turned around and looked, both of them became dumbfounded.

Feng Mingyang wore an awkward smile and waved at them, saying, "Fellow Daoists, nice to meet you again."

How could he not be embarrassed? He was surprised to see that Tang Hao had actually discovered him, and that the black and red lotus was also very interesting.

Seeing the prey, he was excited and wanted to tease them.

As a result, he accidentally played too big a game and lost all the life-saving trump cards given to him by his elders.

"Why are you here, senior?" The other party didn't seem to be hostile, but for the sake of caution, Tang Hao did not remove the earth-colored translucent sphere.

Feng Mingyang didn't take it as an offense, pretending not to notice. He softened his smile and said, "My sister's disappearance is related to the Hehuan Sect. After investigating, we found clues pointing here."

The three of them couldn't help but look at each other, feeling that they had suffered in vain.

If I don't sleep, when I wake up tomorrow, will all the dangers have been cleared away by this big guy?

"To be honest, this guy has a pretty good personality. He doesn't have the airs of a great monk at all. He's kind, easygoing, and casual." Tang Hao thought to himself as he looked at his demeanor.

So he asked curiously, "Did the senior find any new clues?"

"Found it." Feng Mingyang's face was smiling again. He looked at him and nodded, saying, "It's with you now."

"With me?" Tang Hao's mind moved. "Could it be the porcelain pillow with butterfly pattern?"

If it was someone else in front of him, he would have to delay for a while, finish watching the video and give the other person a copy.

But facing a great cultivator whose realm was unknown, no matter how kind the other person was, Tang Hao didn't dare to play such a petty trick in front of him.

He immediately handed over the porcelain pillow, bamboo umbrella, and Tan Linchuan's storage bag: "Senior, please take a look at what this item is."

Seeing this, Feng Mingyang raised his eyebrows and took all the things.

He reached out and wiped away the butterfly-patterned porcelain pillow, and threw the others back.

Tang Hao was stunned. After a quick check, he found that the imprints of spiritual consciousness on the bamboo umbrella and storage bag had been erased.

"Tsk tsk, the boss is a very particular person." He happily put the things away.

That bamboo umbrella is a spiritual weapon. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a treasure of wood attribute. The five elements treasures required for the [Five Elements Wheel] are finally gathered together.

Because they were forced to reveal their life-saving trump cards, Luo Ke Di and Jiang Shen Yin both remained silent tacitly and gave the right to speak to Tang Hao.

Naturally, he also understood what the two meant, and took the initiative to communicate with them.

"If I'm not mistaken, senior has been here just now, how come..." Tang Hao asked the question in his mind.

Feng Mingyang nodded in affirmation. "This [Thousand Butterflies Soul-Guiding Pillow] must have been damaged in its early years, and its quality has dropped significantly. The three dream powers are entangled. If they are forcibly separated, it may not be able to withstand it."

At his suggestion, Tang Hao noticed that the porcelain pillow was covered with imperceptible cracks, and it seemed as if it would break at any time.

Then he heard the other party say, "So, I went to the medicine garden, intending to destroy the core of the dream, but when I arrived, I found that the dream had collapsed."

"Uh, that was a close call! The mission almost failed." Tang Hao couldn't help but scratch his brow.

A thought occurred to him, "Senior, have you discovered the blood pool beneath the medicine garden?"

"Pool of blood?" Feng Mingyang didn't know what he was thinking of, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

A rich spiritual pressure spread along with a strong murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)