The results of this divination were quite clear. There was indeed danger waiting for Wei Yuan. The white-bearded old man died as a result of a sneak attack from behind and a powerful blood curse. The blood curse was also accompanied by effects such as filth and bad luck.
Ordinary methods to prevent curses cannot be defended at all.
Seeing the result, Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
It's easier to handle if you know the source of the danger. Wei Yuan has always been cautious. He doesn't trust anyone in this trip. It's hard to sneak up on him. And there are many ways to deal with the blood curse to kill Taichu Palace. Although the other party also has filth and bad luck.
, but among the few small objects given by the Immortal Lord, there is a jade finger, which is specially used to defend against the effects of filth. As for breaking luck, Wei Yuan sneered in his heart. Even the True Lord can't break Wei Yuan's luck. Others can try if they want.
Come and try.
The key to the success of the divination this time was the formation disk that Wei Yuan placed in the formation. This formation disk was made by the Immortal Lord, and it instantly increased the position of the formation chart infinitely. It can almost be said to be a real method of asking immortals.
However, Wei Yuan would not blindly trust him. He still had to make preparations. He found a small puppet from the silk thread space, squeezed out a little blood from his fingertips and smeared it on it. This little puppet was also an immortal king.
After being smeared with blood, he can act as a substitute and become one with Wei Yuan to share the damage.
In other words, if the opponent curses Wei Yuan, it is equivalent to cursing both the Immortal Lord and Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan wants to see if he can bear the karma of cursing the Immortal.
After finishing all this, Wei Yuan put away the array disk, disrupted the array diagrams on the ground, and erased the traces here. It rained here every day, and all traces would be washed away by the rain in less than a day.
While Wei Yuan was busy, Xu Wenwu looked particularly anxious and twisted around to express his opinion, but Wei Yuan had no intention of untying the rope around his mouth.
After a while, the three of them mounted their horses again. Wei Yuan also sent out a black energy to bless the three horses and ran all the way towards Lan Shen Sect. An hour later, the three of them stood in front of the mountain gate of Lan Shen Palace.
Lanshen Palace is built on the mountain, and the mountain gate is built outside the foot of the mountain. At this time, only half of the stone pillars are left, and the rest are either turned into rubble and scattered on the ground, or are missing. Behind the mountain gate is a gentle road that leads directly to the first building.
The main hall now has only the foundation and a few broken pillars that were burnt black. The road from the mountain gate to the main hall can be driven by two carriages in parallel and is paved with bluestone. However, most of the road is now covered with soil, and the exposed stone surface
It is also covered with moss.
The main hall of Lanshen Palace was built on the mountainside, more than ten miles away from the mountain gate. Looking from a distance, half of the main hall collapsed, and the remaining parts were still standing stubbornly. However, the surrounding halls had completely turned into ruins.
Behind the main hall is a main peak rising from the ground, high and dangerous, like a sharp sword thrust into the sky. Some side rooms and courtyards for disciples were built around the main peak, but now only some broken walls and ruins can be seen.
It seems that the Lan Shrine Palace was completely demolished. In just a few years, only half of the main hall was left, and the rest was basically turned into ruins.
"Let's go in and take a look." Wei Yuan took the lead and walked into the lifeless Lan Shen Sect.
In the North District of Quliu Town, after entering the mansion, a young swordsman is standing in front of a dignified-looking middle-aged man, untying the bandages on his face layer by layer. There is an eye-catching wound on his nose, and even the broken bones inside are exposed.
There are also a few cuts on the bones, forehead, and face. The flesh is all turned out and has begun to turn white. When the bandages are untied, the room is filled with a foul smell, some of which looks like filth, sewage, and leftover food mixed together for a few days.
The taste afterwards.
The middle-aged man's face was solemn. He carefully examined the young swordsman's wound, then picked out powder from several medicine bottles and sprinkled it on the wound. Then his pupils glowed silver, which must be the result of using a qi-gazing technique.
Secret method.
After trying several medicinal powders in succession, the middle-aged man accepted the Taoist technique and said solemnly: "You were injured by an object of luck. It's just that this object is very strange. It seems virtual and real. It should be of extremely high status, but
It is also vain and gloomy. It smashes your luck with a head-on blow, causing you to be in a state of bad luck, and the wounds are stained with filth, which is equivalent to being cursed by the Shaman Clan. Now your wounds are all on their own.
Absorbing the decaying atmosphere around you will naturally make it difficult to recover."
The young swordsman was a little unbelievable and said: "A little flesh wound is so complicated?"
"Your injury is more troublesome than poisoning. Well, maybe it can be called the poison of luck and feng shui. What have you done recently, and how did you provoke such a powerful enemy?"
The young swordsman was very aggrieved: "I didn't do anything extraordinary! I just did the same things in the past. I don't know what happened that day. We went back home normally, but the man suddenly killed several of my men.
Then I thought he wasn’t very powerful, so I chased him..."
The middle-aged man listened, suddenly interrupted him, and then began to ask for details bit by bit, and finally said: "That man can kill nine guards in an instant, and you didn't even feel the fluctuation of his power.
, and I don’t even know what magical weapons and arts he is good at! Why do you think he is not very powerful? He is not much more powerful than you!"
The young swordsman said: "I don't know, that's how I felt at the time..."
"Is it luck fishing? Or some other magical power?" When he thought of luck fishing, the middle-aged man couldn't sit still and said: "Take my token and go to Master Mu Shang and ask him to give it to you.
Cleanse your soul!"
The young swordsman was startled: "Is it so serious? Is it necessary to go to Master Mu Shang?"
The middle-aged man's face was gloomy: "Maybe you still have a hook on your body, and I don't know what stupid things you will do next!"
The young swordsman looked pale. At this time, the butler walked in and said, "Master, there is someone outside who wants to see you, claiming to be from Taichu Palace."
"You go to the back first." The middle-aged man let the young swordsman into the back hall, and then sat upright. After a while, a female cultivator walked in, wearing a dark red robe, with willow-like eyebrows and fair skin.
There is a kind of charm from the inside out.
The female cultivator gave a salute and said: "This junior is Zhu Yuanjin, Haotian Temple of Taichu Palace, and has met Elder Xu."
"I, Xu Zhiyuan, a branch of casual cultivators, should not be called a senior." The two exchanged a few polite words and sat down respectively. Xu Zhiyuan said: "This is a run-down place with no ideas. I wonder why the fairy is here?"
"Several senior brothers went to Ningxi to explore before, but there was no news after they arrived. So the palace sent me and a few others to come over to find out what happened."
Xu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Fairy Zhu, there are several other disciples who came with her. Why don't you see them come in?"
"They split up to investigate other clues. Because my master has an old relationship with Elder Xu Guanwen, I went to see the elder first, and then Elder Guanwen asked me to come to you."
Xu Zhiyuan nodded and said: "Since it is the sixth elder's order, I will fully cooperate with you. Just tell me what Fairy Zhu needs, and I will handle it if I can. You can also live in the courtyard these days. It is really not comfortable outside.
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Zhu Yuanjin's face was filled with joy: "This is the best, my body has been wet to the point of dripping water these past few days."
Xu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, all the guest rooms here are equipped with Shaoyang Fumigation Wind Array, so the room will not be cold or damp no matter what season it is."
Zhu Yuanjin added: "By the way, I heard that your master, Xu Jingfeng, is very good at swordsmanship and Taoism. I wonder if I can ask him to follow me these days? I am not familiar with the place and place here, so I just need the guidance of an expert."
"This is unfortunate. The dog was injured a few days ago and his injuries are a bit troublesome. I have asked him to go to an old friend for treatment and he just left yesterday."
"Oh, what a coincidence. I've heard that Senior Brother Xu is a high-ranking cultivator of the heavenly realm, has great attainments in swordsmanship, and has a handsome appearance. I'd like to broaden my horizons!"
Seeing that this female cultivator was somewhat frivolous, Xu Zhiyuan was moved in his heart and said: "Actually, I have a younger member of the clan who is young and promising, and is not bad at birth. Why don't you let him accompany you for the next few days?"
Zhu Yuanjin looked happy and said: "Let Mr. Xu worry about it!"
At this time, Wei Yuan was standing on the ruins of the front hall of Lan Shen Sect, looking at a stone relief on the ground. The relief was a huge white snake entangled in several naked women, and the snake snake was swimming on their bodies.
"Ouch! This coquettish..." Xu Wenwu blurted out, and then he remembered that Xu Wan'er was beside him, and quickly made up for it: "I mean, the painting is good..."
Wei Yuan added Dao power to the rope and sealed Xu Wenwu's mouth again.
After the surroundings were quiet, Wei Yuan raised his hand and used a water flow technique to wash away the accumulated soil and rotten leaves on the ground, revealing the entire relief.
There are a total of seven women entangled in the giant snake in the relief. Each one has a different look and charm, and each one is lifelike. The big snake seems to be coming alive from the sculpture. The left side of its pair of snake eyes is evil, and the right side is violent, each with a different look.
Seeing this picture, Wei Yuan's heart moved. One of the storybooks in the Lying Inn tells the story of a giant snake that transformed into a scholar and went to Beijing to take the exam. On the way to Beijing, the scholar met seven young ladies one after another.
, Spring Orchids and Autumn Chrysanthemums, each has its own merits, and the experience of staying overnight is completely different, and each one is difficult to let go.
Before leaving the next day, the scholar told each young lady that he only loved her and would definitely come back to marry her after high school. He also swore a poisonous oath that if he broke his oath, he would be tortured to death.
The imperial city unveiled the list, and the scholar's name was lost in Sunshan.
It's not that the scholar deliberately wanted to break his oath, but that the human examiners were too tricky in setting the questions. The giant snake had just transformed and had never seen the sinister things in the world, so he answered the questions in a mess. Since he failed the exam, the oath would naturally not be fulfilled.
It counts.
The giant snake then turned into a scholar again, preparing to return home after traveling around the mountains and rivers. He would take the exam again next year to see if he could meet a few different ladies on the road. Not long after leaving Beijing, the scholar saw a large village with a maid familiar with him.
The familiar person invited him in and said that the lady was waiting in the backyard to spend the evening together.
The man was familiar with what he said, so he happily went to the back house, and entered a particularly festive lobby, where he found seven ladies sitting at the table. The heat was rising in the room that night, the mood of spring was endless, and it was a joyful time.
The snake meat was a great supplement, and the seven ladies all became blushing after eating it, leaving most of it unfinished.
This story was written from beginning to end, and Wei Yuan initially thought it was just for fun, as a cover for studying the world's madmen in the sea of ​​consciousness. However, he did not expect to see the reliefs in the story in the hometown of Lan Shen Palace, and this painting
It is on the ground of the main hall of the front hall, and its location can be said to be very important.
Lanshen Palace is also a fourth-class sect, only one line away from the third-class blessed land. The radius of the mountain gate is a hundred miles, and it is not a small sect. Even if the sect is destroyed at this moment, there are still many human villages and towns around it, and there are still several
Thousands of people live there. Such a sect would naturally not be so bored as to spend so much effort carving stories in the storybook in the main hall of the front hall. It seems that there should be reliefs first and storybooks later. There must be another important story behind this relief.
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Chapter completed!