Chapter 107 Daming Lake flows backwards, and the mountain gate opens!
Daming Lake!
On the hills in the distance, the black-clothed priests of the Judgment Department of the temple all had serious expressions. They were afraid that the thirteenth gentleman of the academy might not be able to save people like them if he bent his bow and shot an arrow.
My family members clearly know their own affairs, so they don’t have so many unrealistic extravagant expectations.
But fortunately, after Ning Que shot three arrows in a short period of time, even if his thoughts were powerful, he was still unable to support them.
The blade of the simple sword and its wisps of cold light frightened the priests who had unleashed the magic of light and did not dare to act rashly.
They are all powerless to fight any more, and they just hope that the chief commander can come over quickly, clean up the misery and capture Ning Que.
Whether it's killing or imprisoning, it's not something they can decide.
What's more, Chen Xuan, a true practitioner of Taoism, Taiping Dao, did not know why he was studying in the academy at this time.
They can't figure it out, and a true Taoist cultivator's mind can't guess it. Once they guess it, it's easy to do stupid things.
If you don't do some things, you will never go wrong, but once you do it, there will be a possibility of mistakes.
No matter how slight the possibility is, it will still lead to accidents in certain things!
Daming Lake!
Ye Hongyu didn't care about the wound on his shoulder, and with the Dao sword in his hand, he drifted towards Ning Que along with the whistling north wind.
On the Dao sword, the sword air flowed, and there was such a sword air, like an antelope hanging horns, piercing Ning Que's shoulder.
Ye Hongyu mocked indifferently: "Sorry, I just broke through, and I can't restrain my cultivation, please forgive me."
"However, Mr. Thirteen, you are so weak. Without that bow and arrow, you are not as good as Wang Jinglue."
"The academy's iron arrows couldn't stop it, and the sword of Taoist Zhenxiu, Ning Que, you are really embarrassing."
"You should feel lucky. If the arrow misses a few inches and hurts the bookworm, then there really is no one who can save you."
How could she not understand the love affairs between men and women?
It's just that there is a way before, those mundane things about children's love are too boring, but what she didn't expect was that a person like Chen Xuan would also fall into children's love.
It is completely gone, the scene I saw in Chang'an City that day.
Ning Que glanced at the wound on his shoulder and retorted: "You were the one I wanted to kill. After all, you would definitely kill me. There is nothing right or wrong in this, but now it seems that you don't dare to kill me. "
"Ye Hongyu, as a Taoist idiot, what are you afraid of?"
"If you kill me, the temple will not be able to protect you. Master Chun killed all the peach blossoms in the mountain that year!"
He was not afraid. Teacher Yanse gave him a talisman, a divine talisman.
A talisman that is both horizontal and vertical, both horizontal and vertical are two, is called a well.
The fellow should not kill him. These black-clothed priests are no longer able to release light, unless these black-clothed priests die, but how can people go to death? Especially the black-clothed priest of the temple who can still do whatever he wants in the human world?
Ye Hongyu glanced at the two Chen Xuan who were still by Daming Lake, looked at Ning Que and said, "You are really shameless, you can be said to be extremely kind-hearted, and those things that Taoist true practitioners don't care about."
"All the countries in the world care about it very much, and the Nanmen Temple also cares about it very much. There are human witnesses and evidences. Some things are gone after waking up from sleep."
"Just like you now, you are like a turtle in a urn, but you are still talking, and you will become a useless person at best if you are caught without a fight."
"Tang, son of General Xuanwei, handed down by his master, the status of the first disciple of Master Uncle Yan Se can make you rich and honored for a lifetime."
What happened in Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, cannot be hidden from the eyes of the world, and the eyes of the world are already sharp.
What's more, in Chang'an City, there are many hidden temples buried in the temple, and there is a certain priest in the temple who doesn't look very good-looking.
Ning Que's gaze was full of resentment, and he said, "But I still have a talisman, a well-marked character."
Ning Que pulled off the brocade bag tied around his waist and quickly took out the magical talisman. He used the little mental power left in the sea and snowy mountains to activate the magical talisman.
After doing all this, Ning Que turned his head and ran towards the Daming Lake, jumping into the cold and biting lake water with a splash.
After a few flutters, it disappeared into the lake. The black-clothed priests on the hill looked at each other in shock.
He didn't know what to do, let alone what to say, because they were also in the well, inside the talisman from Uncle Yan Se.
Now that we are in a well, how can we escape?
The corners of Ye Hongyu's mouth raised slightly, and the circulation of the vitality of the heaven and earth seemed to have no secrets under her eyes. The brilliant well characters cut through the howling north wind and cut off the circulation of the vitality of the heaven and earth.
The symbols from the well symbol made the priests in black feel a little uneasy.
They don't know if their boss can break through this 'well' character.
Daming Lake, South Bank!
Sitting on the wooden bench, Mo Shanshan sensed the flowing talisman between the heaven and the earth, and said: "Both horizontal and vertical are two, it is the well character of Master Yan Se."
Mo Shanshan received a lot of inspiration from the well character written by Master Yan Se, the greatest talisman master in the world.
Chen Xuan looked at the Dao talisman calmly, seeing the well character again, it seemed like the next day, "That's right, it's both horizontal and vertical, it's called a well, it's just a yellow talisman, and it's quite different from Yan Se's personal display."
That rainy night in the spring breeze pavilion, Yan Se used the rainwater in the streets to cast a well sign, and captured Wang Jinglue, who was invincible in the world.
But the talisman cast by Yan Se himself can capture Wang Jinglue, who is invincible below Zhiming, but Ning Que's yellow talisman may not be able to trap the ignorant Taoist.
Suddenly, the shore of Daming Lake was shaken for a while! I saw that the full lake of Daming Lake began to flow backwards, and big talismans burst out from the bottom of Daming Lake.
The lake water flowed backwards, and the green mountains and handsome peaks rose from the bottom of the lake. The mysterious scene made the black-clothed priests who were still in the well feel extremely frightened.
The rumored Demon Sect Mountain Gate has appeared, so will there be any remnants of the Demon Sect in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate?
Encountering those remnants of the Demon Sect who have survived until now, they might really die in this barren land.
In just a short while, the full water of Daming Lake disappeared completely.
Mo Shanshan carefully compared the maps left by the seniors of the sect, and said pleasantly: "Mr. Chen, you can see that the peaks here can be matched. The Mingzi Juan Tianshu should be inside the gate of the Demon Sect."
Chen Xuan said meaningfully: "It should be inside the gate of the Demon Sect!"
Should be at the gate of the Demon Sect, but no longer at the gate of the Demon Sect, the coincidence is full of coincidences.
(End of this chapter)