Chapter 323: Pure Yang Sect

"Solution? What solution!" the cold and beautiful female instructor asked hurriedly.

With the advice from the Spirit Realm dungeon just now, she no longer looked down on Yuanshi Tianzun and regarded him as a real teammate who could express opinions on important decisions.

No longer a support.

"Do you have a way to take me out?" The determination in the eyes of the Fire Saint suddenly turned into ecstasy. Like most fire masters, his emotions changed very quickly. He urged:

"Tell me quickly!"

"Tell me quickly!" Jiang Jingwei also urged.

The sweet and lovely Flower Language Deacon opened her bright eyes and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun expectantly.

Seeing everyone's look, Zhang Yuanqing corrected:

"No, I'm not taking you out, I'm killing the bronze man."

Hearing this, the Fire Master Saint said in astonishment:

"How can you brag without changing your expression? I couldn't beat it even with the skill of the Wrathful One. That thing is not something a Level 4 Saint can deal with."

Hou De Zai Wu shook his head slightly, obviously with the same opinion.

Hua Yu frowned, a little disappointed.

Xia Shuzhilian also felt it was unreliable, but she was a swordsman, staring at Yuanshi Tianzun's face, whispering:

"I want to hear your plan."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly:

"When I was rescuing the Fire Saint just now, I sensed the breath of a vengeful spirit inside the bronze man. Although I don't know its specific production method, I think it is not a simple puppet, but is made by a bewitching demon."

At first, he thought that the bronze sculpture belonged to the category of props, because it could perform skills such as bewitching and thick fog, and after the death of the spiritual realm walker, all skills and spiritual power would be recovered by the spiritual realm.

Based on this inertial thinking, he did not consider that the bronze sculpture might be made by a bewitching demon.

Until the brief contact just now, Zhang Yuanqing sensed the breath of a vengeful spirit, and then realized that the ancient immortal sect practice did not rely on role cards.

Then, there is no concept of spiritual realm recycling spiritual power. The puppets and Yin corpses refined by ancient practitioners can release active skills.

"So?" The Fire Saint asked, trying to hold on to his injuries.

"Since it's not a pure prop, I have a way to 'kill' him, but I need a few of you to break the armor of the bronze sculpture for me." Zhang Yuanqing said.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle's demon-breaking function is a natural counter to this kind of Yin objects.

But the Demon-Subduing Pestle does not have the armor-breaking function. He just noticed that the swordsman's short sword could only cut a thin sword mark, which shows how high the defense of the bronze sculpture is.

Xia Shuzhilian thought for a few seconds and looked at several companions:

"Based on the short battle just now, although the bronze body gives it invincible defense, it also limits its atomization ability. We should be able to break the defense together.

"He is very confident, so, let's try it! "

Hou De Zai Wu and Hua Yu nodded. As for the Fire Saint, he was now a burden and had no right to speak.

Just like that, the five saints surrounded the Fire Saint and Hua Yu in the center. The latter used the "self-healing" skill and did what a recovery magician should do with all his heart and soul.

Guan Ya and Xia Shu Zhi Lian held their breath and stared at the thick fog with burning eyes.

The thick fog can blind everyone's perception and turn prey in the fog into blind people, but it can't hide from the swordsman with insight skills.

After more than ten seconds, Guan Ya and Xia Shu Zhi Lian looked to the right at the same time and said:

"Over there!"

After the voice fell, Jiang Jingwei turned to the right, pinched a ball of fire in his palm, and threw the fireball out in imitation of the Fire Saint.

"Boom! "

The air wave wrapped in the flowing flames raged in all directions, briefly dispersing the thick fog.

More than a dozen meters away, the bronze man stood with a sword in his hand. He had already touched the nearby area and was about to attack everyone.

Hua Yu retracted his hands that were pressed on the chest of the Fire Saint and pushed against the ground.

The marble floor tiles under the bronze man's feet "cracked" and vines as thick as arms broke out of the ground, twisting and spreading, entwining the bronze man's wrists, ankles, and legs.

"Pah."

The vines tightened and then broke one by one. The bronze man had terrible strange power.

But more vines broke out of the ground and fell one after another.

The deacon "Hou De Zai Wu" took heavy steps and rushed towards the bronze man like a battlefield. His running track cut a semicircle, went around the bronze man's back, and buckled his shoulders.

The bronze man's struggling force suddenly weakened.

"Jingwei! "

The mountain god wrestled hard, his face flushed red.

"Here I come~"

Jiang Jingwei shouted delicately, her small body was like a torch, blazing with flames, her fiery red hair spread out, bathed in the flames.

Her aura rose steadily, reaching the limit of level 4.

The next second, Jiang Jingwei shot out like a cannonball, and when she was close to the bronze man, she swung her right arm back, clenched her fist, and smashed out with her fist surrounded by flames.

Scarlet, twisted and evil spells lit up in the bronze man's eyes.

Bang!

The fist hit the bronze man's chest firmly, and the dull and loud impact sound echoed in the museum. A red fireball exploded on the bronze man, and the scorching heat instantly burned a deep red on the chest.

Jiang Jingwei's fist was bloody and her finger bones were broken.

She was immune to bewitching, and Zhang Yuanqing had used the demon-subduing pestle to hit his companions in advance.

"Jingwei, back off! "

Guan Ya raised her hand and grabbed an ancient Han Bafang sword covered with copper rust from the void.

Zhang Yuanqing recognized this sword, it was Fu Qingyang's sword. I didn't expect that after Mr. Qian was promoted to the master, he gave his usual magic weapon to my cousin.

Why don't you give me, your cousin-in-law, a few top-quality props. Zhang Yuanqing was envious.

Jiang Jingwei jumped to the side, heard Guan Ya's sprint in his ears, and felt the sharp sword energy approaching rapidly, and a layer of chicken bulge on his back Bumps.

The bronze man was entangled by vines and virtue, and it was difficult for him to dodge. His rough and dull face stared blankly at Guan Ya who was running towards him. His bronze eyes lit up red and twisted spells appeared.

Guan Ya, who had the passive "Iron Will" and purification bonus, was directly immune to the influence of bewitching. Following the inertia of running, she held the sword.

The Han Bafang ancient sword, which contained terrible sword energy, pierced the red-hot and softened "iron" in his chest.

"Crack!"

The bronze man's chest instantly cracked with fine cracks.

Bronze is hard, but lacks toughness. Under the piercing of the sword, it did not dent, but cracked like a lens.

After a successful strike, Guan Ya immediately put away her sword and retreated.

A dreamy starlight appeared at her original position, and quickly condensed into Zhang Yuanqing holding the Demon Subduing Pestle. He did not hesitate to chisel the Demon Subduing Pestle into the crack in the bronze man's chest.

"Puff! "

The half-arm-long copper pestle went in completely, a brilliant golden light burst out, and the bronze man's body emitted a "chi chi" green smoke, and a shrill scream that only the Night Wanderer could hear echoed.

As the golden light dissipated, the bronze man fell straight to the ground with a loud noise.

Seeing this, everyone present, including Zhang Yuanqing, exhaled heavily.

The Fire Saint cheered loudly:

"It really killed it. I was actually saved by a young man who just became a saint. Haha, Yuanshi Tianzun, you are really a genius, different from those who just became saints."

The straightforward fire master is still quite cute. Zhang Yuanqing put away the magic pestle: "It's all thanks to everyone."

The cold and beautiful female instructor and the good girl did not hide their joy on their faces. Hearing the words of the Fire Saint, Xia Shuzhilian smiled and said:

"Genius can perform well at any stage. "

She silently apologized in her heart for her previous contempt, and completely changed her view of this celebrity.

The good girl-like flower language steward looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with increasing curiosity and interest.

The steady and heavy "Hou De Zai Wu" nodded slightly to Zhang Yuanqing, and then said:

"The fog will dissipate for a while, but it can no longer confuse us. Let's go out first and report the results of the investigation to the branch."

Jiang Jingwei on the side muttered dissatisfiedly: "Damn Yuanshi Tianzun, he stole my limelight, even though I have made great contributions. "

But no one cared about the complaints of a 1.5-meter-tall junior high school student.

Guan Ya squatted beside the bronze man, and through the gap drilled by the demon-suppressing pestle, she saw that the inside was charred and emitting a foul smell of decay and burnt.

Yuan Shi's guess was correct. This was a puppet made by the Lord of Mist.

According to the bronze man's combat power assessment, this Lord of Mist was definitely a god-general when he was alive.

The immortal sect that made him into a puppet was very powerful, and there must be a dominant figure sitting in charge. The "demon" in the ancient tomb was sealed, not killed.

Since it was sealed, it means that the powerful immortal sect at the time could not kill the demon.

What kind of terrifying existence was that?

She told everyone her thoughts.

Zhang Yuanqing pondered:

"The methods of ancient practitioners may not be the same as ours. We can't guess the specific situation now. After notifying the elders, let's go to the ancient tomb to explore together. "

The crowd left the museum and headed out of the fog.

On the way, Zhang Yuanqing approached Guan Ya and whispered:

"Did Fu Qingyang give you the sword? Or did he lend it to you?"

Guan Ya said: "After I was promoted to a saint, the broken gun was useless. I returned it to the family. I didn't want to take their things, lest they would ask me to marry again. Fu Qingyang saw that I was short of a handy weapon, so he gave me the ancient sword."

It's good to have a cousin who wins people over with virtue. Zhang Yuanqing held the soft little hand and said with a smile: "I still like the way you play with the gun, although your posture of playing with it is also very charming."

Guan Ya glanced at him and snorted:

"The gun I played with was too long and too thick. I was afraid that you would feel inferior, so I changed it to a sword. "

If this happened in the office, Zhang Yuanqing would grab her little hand and stuff it into his crotch, letting her feel the majesty of the Zhang family's ancestral spear.

As the group walked out of the fog, they saw Little Green Tea jumping happily towards them.

"Brother Yuanshi, you're out! "

The queen in the car saw this and quickly posted on the forum:

#The Jinhui City fog incident has been resolved, Yuanshi Tianzun led the team out

Put down the phone, opened the car door, and hurried to meet him.

Xia Shuzhilian looked at the subordinates who stayed outside and said in a deep voice:

"Deacon Yunmeng and the team she led have sacrificed. The team that entered the fog last night has not been found yet. The bronze sculpture has been solved and there will be no more danger. You quickly organize people to find the lost colleagues and contact the Public Security Bureau to let them prepare to send troops to deal with the aftermath."

She arranged the follow-up actions in an orderly manner. After finishing, she looked at the three saints from Songhai Branch and said:

"Go back to the hotel conference room first and wait for the elders there."

Back to the hotel conference room, Xia Shuzhilian personally called the elders directly under her. In order not to waste time, she picked out the key points of the information about the ancient tomb and hurriedly ended the call.

About twenty minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing, who was browsing the forum, saw the carpet in a vacant space in the conference room crack, and then a figure made of mud and sand "grew" from the floor.

The mud and sand immediately turned into real flesh and blood, turning into a middle-aged man with a thin face and old mountaineering clothes.

He looked like a middle-aged hiker who liked to climb mountains, with a gradually sad hairline. His skin was dark due to years of sun exposure, and his temperament was calm and simple, gentle and restrained, without the majesty of an elder.

Is this the earth escape technique? Zhang Yuanqing immediately recalled the summary of major professional skills he had seen.

"Hello, elder!"

Zhang Yuanqing and Guan Ya immediately stood up, but found that except for Xia Shuzhilian who stood up to greet them, the other deacons were still sitting in the same place.

Xia Shuzhilian introduced:

"This is Elder Gao Feng, one of the six elders of our Hangzhou branch, well, it should be Jiangnan Province, the spiritual realm ID is 'Challenge Gao Feng', haha, Elder Gao Feng has a good temper and doesn't like messy rules. He hopes to become friends with his colleagues, and it would be best if they could go hiking together. Or treat him to a big meal."

I can see that he has a good temper, but what does treating him to a big meal mean? Is it implying that I am bribing? Zhang Yuanqing, who is good at socializing, immediately relaxed his body and showed a casual attitude, "Elder Gao Feng, sit down, sit down."

Guan Ya, who was born in the White Tiger Army, still maintained respect for the elders.

——The White Tiger Army pays the most attention to the hierarchy.

Elder Gao Feng looked at him in surprise, and smiled with satisfaction:

"Yuan Shi Tian Zun? Not bad, an interesting young man."

He immediately looked at Xia Shu Zhi Lian and sighed:

"I already know about Yun Meng's sacrifice. The branch has lost an excellent deacon. I am deeply saddened. The organization will not treat her family unfairly.

"Now is not the time to be sad. I need to know the specific combat power of the bronze sculpture and assess the danger level of the ancient tomb."

Xia Shu Zhi Lian nodded, "The bronze sculpture is made from the body of the Mist Lord, and its combat power is equivalent to the peak of level 5."

Hearing this, Elder Gao Feng raised his hand and frowned:

"Mist Lord, who is close to level 6, how did you come back intact? "

As a master-level elder, he immediately realized something was wrong. Being in the thick fog and encountering a fog master of that level, the worst case scenario is that half of the deacons will be killed, and the best case scenario is that everyone will be seriously injured.

But the current situation is neither of the two. The deacons are all alive and well, except for the Fire Saint, who looks a little pale, as if he has been injured.

Xia Shuzhilian looked at Yuanshi Tianzun and smiled:

"Thanks to the genius from our Songhai branch, his props restrained the puppet."

After hearing this, Elder Gaofeng showed a look of realization and looked at Zhang Yuanqing.

He smiled and said, "Hangzhou Branch owes you a favor, I will report it to the headquarters."

After speaking, Elder Gaofeng put away his smile and said in a deep voice:

"Except for the Fire Saint, everyone else will follow me to the ancient tomb. "

Hearing this, Xia Shuzhilian, Huayu and Houdezaiwu stood up and held each other's hands.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing and Guan Ya followed suit and held each other's hands.

When everyone formed a long dragon, Elder Gaofeng pressed on Xia Shuzhilian's shoulder. The next second, Zhang Yuanqing felt his body "collapse", like a statue made of yellow sand.

The scenery in the hotel conference room disappeared, replaced by darkness.

In the darkness, he felt that he was moving at high speed, but there was no light or sound around him, and he could not feel anything.

Is this earth escape? Can it lead others to earth escape? It is convenient to become a master, which is equivalent to abandoning the means of transportation. He thought to himself.

In less than half a minute, he felt his body begin to rise, and then he saw the light.

The sun was shining brightly above his head, the sky was blue and cloudless, and there was a wasteland around him. In front of him was a construction site with high piles of earth. Excavators and pickup trucks were quietly parked not far away.

Far away, a cordon was set up, and many uniformed security guards were guarding around, prohibiting civilians from entering.

These security guards are so It was neat and tidy, indicating that there was no danger in the ancient tomb, at least the demon had not come out. Zhang Yuanqing retracted his gaze and made a judgment in his heart.

Under the leadership of Elder Gao Feng, they approached the "construction site" and saw a downward earthen staircase in the pit behind the mound, leading to a dark cave.

Going deeper along the earthen staircase, at the end was an outer room of nearly 80 square meters.

The stone door of the outer room had been dismantled, and it was unknown where it was transported.

Zhang Yuanqing deliberately observed the wall at the stone door and did not find the structure of three vaults and three volts. It seems that the immortal gate built this When the demon was sealed, no decent design was given to the demon.

The outer room was empty, without any furnishings. The bronze sculpture was excavated and transported here.

The deacons followed Elder Gao Feng through the outer room and came to a three-meter-high stone door.

This stone door was carved with intricate and exquisite patterns, revealing an indescribable charm.

Elder Gao Feng squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment, then sighed:

"This is a seal. The ancient practitioners' use of spiritual power skills is far better than those of us who walk in the spiritual realm. They can always develop various means according to their own abilities, that is, spells!

"And most of us who walk in the spiritual realm can only use professional skills."

"Why do we only use professional skills, but the ancients know so much." Jiang Jingwei asked when he didn't understand.

"Because they have a Taoist tradition!" After explaining, Elder Gao Feng walked to the stone door, raised his hand, and put his palm on the stone door.

The next moment, the three-meter-high towering stone door quickly weathered and mottled, and the broken stones fell down. After more than ten seconds, the stone door collapsed with a bang, raising a cloud of dust.

Everyone stepped on the broken stones and entered the main room.

The light could not penetrate here, and the main room was dim.

"Huh!"

Jiang Jingwei raised his hands consciously and created a huge fireball with a diameter of one meter above his head.

The flames burned fiercely, consuming oxygen quickly, bringing heat and light.

With the brightness of the fireball, everyone could see the scene in the main tomb clearly. This was a wide semicircular cave, like an upside-down bowl.

In the center of the main room stood a six or seven-meter-high trapezoidal stone platform, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. On the stone platform stood a stone coffin, which was covered with talisman paper.

And under the stone platform, there was a circle of "moat", the river water was bright silver, solidified and motionless, and filled with a sour metallic smell.

"Mercury?" Zhang Yuanqing stood at the edge of the two-meter-wide moat, sniffed, and identified the nature of the river water.

Studenting at a prestigious university, he immediately raised a question:

"It shouldn't be. From the Song Dynasty to now, nearly a thousand years, how come mercury hasn't evaporated?"

Studenting at Songhai Prestigious Middle School, Jiang Jingwei raised a question:

"What is mercury?"

But no one paid attention to her.

At this time, Xia Shuzhilian keenly observed that in the darkness on the side, where the firelight could not shine, there was a stone tablet.

"There is a tablet over there!" she said.

Everyone immediately stepped over and stopped in front of the stone tablet. Jiang Jingwei raised a fireball with a diameter of one meter and came up. Everyone smelled the smell of their hair burning.

Elder Gaofeng silently protected his hair, which was not much to begin with.

"Go away!" Zhang Yuanqing spat her aside.

The stone tablet is one meter high. On the left side are a few large characters like the title. From the second row on, there are dense small characters.

Guan Ya used the firelight to see the inscription on the stone tablet:

"The Pure Yang Sect's Demon Sealing Land!"

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing sensed that the Demon Subduing Pestle in the inventory was emitting bursts of scalding heat.