After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 95

Time was running out, so Qi Wuyou could only briefly inform Qiu Sanxian of the efficacy of the "Pill Stove".

After hearing this, Qiu Sanxian's face changed suddenly - the spider silk combined with the "pill furnace", wouldn't the whole Lumingjian become a large hunting ground for Baoyi?

It's okay if you don't know, and you don't feel relieved if you know, he said: "The spider silk absorbs the cultivator's cultivation, and the strength is unfathomable. How can we only leave the two of you here?"

Luo Yunzhang said: "Uncle Chou Shi, no one knows more about 'pill furnace' and spider silk than Master and I, so it's perfect to keep the two of us here."

"Exactly," Qi Wuyou also said, "the more people stay here, the more beneficial it will be for Bao Yi. If you want the monks present to withdraw from the Luming Gorge with the devil, only Sect Master Qiu can do it. The fewer people are attracted by the spider silk, the less help Bao Yi will have, and it will be easier for me and Yun Zhang to deal with each other.

"Furthermore, there is no chance to catch Bao. There must be guards outside the Luming Stream, and he must not be allowed to escape. I have to trouble Sect Master Qiu and Xianchang Fan for this matter."

Although Qiu Sanxian was unwilling, he had to admit that what Qi Wuyou said made sense.

Among the monks of Xianmen, he and Fan Yizhen are the most important, and this job can only be done by them.

He was still hesitating, the spider threads in the forest had caught all the prey on the ground, and they had already floated into the air to search for them.

Seeing that several monks in the distance could not avoid being dragged down by the spider silk, Qi Wuyou said solemnly: "We can't wait any longer, we spend a point here, and we will be stronger if we hold one. Sect Master Qiu can rest assured that Yun Zhang Leave it to me, I will never sit back and watch him get injured, and I also ask Sect Master Qiu to evacuate the monks of the two immortals and demons in Lumingjian as soon as possible!"

Qi Wuyou wanted to stay here with Luo Yunzhang, it was definitely not a ploy.

Firstly, he has confidence in Luo Yunzhang who is the hero, secondly, he knows where Baoyi's weakness lies, and thirdly, he also has the "damage rebound" sent by the system, which can come in handy in critical moments.

With the cooperation of him and Luo Yunzhang, it is safest for Qiu Sanxian, Fan Yizhen and others to guard outside.

In addition, the most important thing is that Luo Yunzhang must have the sword in his hand.

Just like when he asked Luo Yunzhang to kill Sect Master Long with his own hands, no matter what, he had to help Luo Yunzhang pull out the thorn in his heart with his own hands, and it was impossible to do it to someone else.

Qi Wuyou was always gentle and kind, but now he spoke resolutely, standing side by side with Luo Yunzhang, unexpectedly there was a bit of chilling intent.

However, Luo Yunzhang, who had always been unstable and acted radically, was influenced by Qi Wuyou, and became calmer and calmer.

Qiu Sanxian looked at Qi Wuyou again, in the past he only felt that Qi Wuyou had a good skin, inside he pretended to be trying to gain fame and fame, which was annoying.

I don't know when, Qi Wuyou has become more and more quiet and gentle, his speech is like a spring breeze, his appearance is really like a orchid and a jade tree, and he has become a veritable "Lan Fangjun".

Outsiders only know that Lan Fangjun of Xiaoyao Xianzong is handsome and elegant, as gentle as jade, but if anyone counts everything he has done, he will find that this person is decisive and decisive in his heart, as if no matter how bad things are. To what extent, he can always bring everything back to a happy ending, even including himself.

The spider silk is slender and floats in the air like clusters of flowers to hunt.

In the sky-rocketing demonic aura, screams could be heard endlessly, and there were many monks from the Xianzong sect among them.

Talented people from Jiangshan came from generation to generation, Qiu Sanxian quickly cut the mess, and said: "Okay, I will leave it to you. But there is one thing, if you are not strong enough, don't force it. You can return to the Xianzong and discuss it in the long run."

Talking about moving Chou Sanxian, Qi Wuyou said with a smile: "Sect Master Qiu, don't worry."

Luo Yunzhang also said: "Uncle Chou Shi, don't worry." After speaking, Yu Jian moved to Qi Wuyou's side, and gave him a light hug.

Qiu Sanxian's gaze lingered between them for a moment, and without stopping, he simply left with his sword.

There are many demon cultivators hiding in Luming Stream like insects and ants.

This may be the escape route that Bao had arranged for himself early in the morning - many demon cultivators can be used as barriers to block the fairy gate, and can also be used as firewood to heat the "pill furnace" when necessary.

Thanks to the large number of monks in the Xianmen sect, under the order of Qiu Sanxian, hundreds of families killed those who could be killed on the spot, surrounded and drove those who could not be killed, and drove the demon cultivators all over the mountains and plains out of Luming Stream.

Qi Wuyou and Luo Yun

After Zhang was in charge, the two dispersed to block the spider silk and cover the monks to evacuate.

A cultivator in apricot clothes flew out from the depths of the mountain forest. While avoiding the spider threads behind him, he accidentally bumped into the mountain wall. Several spider threads immediately stretched out from behind and wrapped around his limbs.

Just when he was terrified, the flower bone fan burst out of the forest, kicked up a gust of wind and swirled behind him, stirring up the spider threads, and the blades of the fan rubbed against the filaments as they rotated, bursting out sparks.

The monk thought he was going to die here, but when he turned around and saw the spider thread was blocked, he wept with joy, and shouted: "Thank you, Mr. Lan Fang!" He hurriedly fled with his sword.

Qi Wuyou didn't have time to be courteous to the monks, and concentrated on dealing with the difficult spider threads, each thread was condensed with aura, very strong, attracted by the aura on the flower bone fan, swarms of bees entangled them, and immediately looked like spiders Like a cocoon, one circle after another, hooking the fan handle and fan bone of the flower bone fan.

The aura attached to the flower bone fan was constantly being devoured. Suddenly, the Xiaoyao sword energy descended with a great and ingenious aura. There were a few powerful "clank" sounds, and the entanglement outside the flower bone fan The spider silk was like a broken string, it bounced back, and the white bone fan, like a bird breaking free from its cage, suddenly rushed to the sky and flew back into Qi Wuyou's hand.

Qi Wuyou turned around to catch the flower bone fan, relieved the momentum of the fan, and habitually said in the direction where Luo Yunzhang came: "Thank you."

Moxiu had withdrawn from the center of Luming Stream, and the demon energy in Luming Stream had faded a lot. Only Qi Wuyou, Luo Yunzhang, and these spider threads remained for a few miles around.

Xiaoyao Sword cut off the spider thread and circled around to protect Qi Wuyou. Luo Yunzhang flew from not far away, stopped beside Qi Wuyou and said: "Master, you don't need to thank me."

He checked Qi Wuyou up and down, and asked, "Master, is there any injury?"

Qi Wuyou said: "This bit of spider silk is not enough to hurt me, it just consumes some spiritual energy."

Hearing this, Luo Yunzhang took out the pill from the wristband and brought it to Qi Wuyou's mouth. Qi Wuyou swallowed the pill with his hand, and the pill turned into liquid medicine, which overflowed into spiritual energy and flowed into the spirit veins. middle.

The spider silk is extremely sensitive to the flow of spiritual energy. Originally, it lost its prey, and a bunch of them floated in the air. At a certain moment, many silk threads "smelled" the spiritual energy, and suddenly opened their big "mouths" like piranhas, and suddenly moved towards the spider silk. Pounce on Qi Wuyou's back!

Luo Yunzhang grabbed Qi Wuyou, held the Xiaoyao sword and pushed forward, flipped his wrist, and the Xiaoyao sword spun rapidly, forming an impeccable sword shield in front of him, pulling back all the spider threads that came.

The spider silk hit a wall, but it still wanted to rush forward, and more spider silk surrounded it from other directions.

This thing is really annoying, and when huddled together, it bends itself like a jellyfish to gain forward momentum.

Qi Wuyou clicked his tongue in annoyance, took out a black iron wedge from the white jade belt, and patted Luo Yunzhang on the shoulder. Luo Yunzhang immediately understood, and withdrew his hand to move aside.

Without the Xiaoyao Sword to stop him, clusters of spider threads stabbed towards Qi Wuyou!

But he was quickly attracted by the black iron wedge full of aura, and crazily entangled him.

Qi Wuyou pressed down with his palm, the black iron wedge wrapped around the spider silk and kept spinning, more and more spider silk was entangled on the wedge.

Just when the black iron wedge was about to stop turning, Luo Yunzhang turned back in time and kicked hard to the top of the black iron wedge. The wedge flew towards the mountain wall, and nailed it into the mountain wall with dense spider silk!

The two cooperated tacitly and solved a cluster of spider threads, but more spider threads floated in.

Luo Yunzhang quickly set up a barrier to isolate the two of them from the outside world. The clusters of silk threads lost their direction and wandered aimlessly with the air.

Qi Wuyou looked at the densely packed spider silk interface and his scalp felt numb for a while. He seized the time to recover his spiritual energy in the barrier, and asked, "Have you found Baoyi?"

Luo Yunzhang shook his head and said, "Each spider silk carries aura, and the spider silk is all over the mountains and plains. As long as he suppresses the fluctuation of his own aura to be consistent with the spider silk, it will be difficult to distinguish."

I am in the light, and the enemy is in the dark. It's not a good feeling.

There are cobwebs interfering, and the difference between people and things cannot be discerned only by spiritual sense, but you have to search in person. Such a large area may not be exhausted in a few days and nights, and there is absolutely no——

Qi Wuyou was thinking that he had no clue, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and turned to look at Luo Yunzhang.

Luo Yunzhang saw that his expression was different, and said: "Master, does the master know where he is hiding?"

Qi Wuyou wasn't sure either, but he had an intuition that if he was Baoyi, he would definitely hide there and reap the benefits.

"That crack!"

He only said four words without further description, but Luo Yunzhang instantly understood what he was referring to.

Holding on to the fairy tale for more than 20 years is enough to see that he has a morbid attachment to He Lanzhan.

Lumingjian is the place where he and He Lanzhan lived, and it has a special meaning to him, so he placed the base camp here.

The most important place for him is definitely the crack where He Lanzhan died.

Luo Yunzhang looked stunned, and exchanged a glance with Qi Wuyou.

Qi Wuyou nodded, Luo Yunzhang withdrew the barrier, and before the spider silk was pulled over, he swiftly swooped down the forest with his sword.

This is the first time that Qi Wuyou entered Luming Canyon in person, but he walked forward step by step along the path that Baoyi walked in his memory, as he had been here countless times before.

Spider Silk followed closely behind, and the two of them wiped out the trees with their swords, and a towering mountain stood in front of them.

There is a small stream in front of the mountain, and opposite the stream is a rocky beach. Walk along the rocky beach to the foot of the mountain, and you will find a crack at the foot of the mountain that can accommodate two or three people.

There is a black hole in the crack, as if a pair of green eyes will emerge from the darkness in the next second, watching them.

Qi Wuyou and Luo Yunzhang stopped instantly.

Most of the monks in the Luming Stream retreated to the periphery, and the shouts were almost inaudible, only occasionally a few hisses came, which shook the forest leaves in the mountain, making the area around the crack even more terrifyingly quiet.

Except for the sound of the gurgling stream, there was no noise, no birds, no animals.

In such a quiet environment, the spider silk protruding from behind is extremely obvious.

Qi Wuyou turned around and used the blade of the flower bone fan to push away the spider thread, the spider thread poked on the flower bone fan, making a jingle.

Luo Yunzhang slashed at the ground with his sword, the front end of the spider silk fell to the ground rustlingly, and immediately continued.

Something in the crack opened, Luo Yunzhang repelled a wave of spider threads, and was about to move forward, Qi Wuyou hurriedly held him down——The situation in the crack is unclear, so it's better not to be impulsive.

The enemy was probably right in front of him, Luo Yunzhang, who had been calm all the way, boiled uncontrollably, his sword hand was trembling faintly because it was clenched too tightly.

After being patted by Qi Wuyou, it was as if the trembling strings of a piano were smoothed out, and the blood rushing up to the top of his head fell down in an instant.

He endured it for a moment, his brows loosened, and the whitened finger bones were stained with blood again.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Master, don't worry, I will not act rashly."

The closer they got to the crack, the more violent the attack of the spider silk behind them seemed to be trying to hold them back and hide something.

Qi Wuyou used the flower bone fan to attract the spider threads to attack, and Luo Yunzhang was in charge of cutting off the attracted spider threads. He repeated this five or six times, and finally found a time for the spider threads to retreat. Cut through the air and approach the dark crack ahead!

A smear of clear blue flashed through the crack.

"Hold one!" Qi Wuyou subconsciously said.

However, the next second he felt something was wrong—it was just a robe.

Qinglan's robe was torn apart by the sword wind, and where the sword wind passed, cracks spread, and there was a "stretch" sound, and a large group of white silk threads fell from above the crack.

The white thread seemed to be alive, tangled and twisted inside and outside, making people feel hairy.

The aura carried by Xiaoyao Jianfeng was full of spiritual energy, and a large group of spider silk was attracted, and a huge web was pulled out in the air, and it went straight to Xiaoyaojian!

Surrounded by spider silk in all directions, and covered by spider webs above, this thing has no life and is not afraid of pain.

Every time he fights with the spider silk, some of the spiritual energy will be swallowed. Qi Wuyou was so annoyed that he was slashed, and Luo Yunzhang's face became colder and colder because of being entangled. When he pressed his eyelids, the spiritual energy on the Xiaoyao Sword surged. Worry-free spider threads slipped past him and were drawn to him.

Large pieces of silk thread were entangled on the Xiaoyao Sword, devouring Luo Yunzhang's aura crazily

However, Luo Yunzhang didn't care about it, the aura on Xiaoyao Sword condensed more and more, and the more it condensed, a huge sword of aura formed directly outside the sword body!

Luo Yunzhang slowly raised the Xiaoyao sword, and the huge sword of spiritual energy also stood up.

When the monks outside Lumingjian saw this huge sword, they were all amazed.

With a sudden swiping of the Xiaoyao Sword, the huge sword overwhelmed like Mount Tai, a ferocious crack appeared in the high mountain in front, and the crack at the foot of the mountain was directly opened. The forest centered on the eye of the storm where Luo Yunzhang and Qi Wuyou were located, broke down in all directions to the west, flying sand and rocks , Even the mountain spring in the distance was splashed by the aura.

When the giant sword fell, the spiritual energy in the air exploded, forming a sharp and swift wind blade. The spider silk wrapped around the sword spread from the blade of the Xiaoyao Sword to the deep forest and endless cracks, breaking inch by inch, and was directly chopped into pieces by countless wind blades. Flour!

Amidst the crackling sound, Qi Wuyou could smell a very faint smell of blood.

That doesn't belong to him and Luo Yunzhang, it can only come from the owner who regards the "spider silk" as his natal sword.

——Hold one is nearby!

As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, his left eyelid kept twitching.

Before he could react, a spider thread shot towards his back from the fallen forest!