Chapter 2: Fierce Fight Outside Piaoyun Peak
The outer slope of Piaoyun Peak.
Two figures flashed in the originally quiet open space.
Both of them were straight and well-proportioned, both wearing light blue Confucian robes, and the cuffs of their left sleeves were embroidered with a delicate white feather pattern.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar, who was slightly older, took out a silver octagonal compass the size of an inkstone and placed it on the palm of his left hand.
Then, he cast a spell on the compass with his right hand, and a string of silver seal characters of varying sizes continued to flow out of the compass and sank into the void in front of the compass. The middle-aged Confucian scholar held the compass in his left hand, staring at the void in front of him, motionless, as if waiting for something.
A quarter of an hour later, a slight water-like fluctuation appeared in the void in front, and a string of silver seal characters stood out from the water-like fluctuations, flew back to the compass like a bird returning to its nest, and disappeared into the compass in a flash.
Seeing this, the middle-aged scholar injected another stream of true energy that was several times stronger than before into the compass, and more seal characters gushed out of the compass into the void. This time, he waited for half an hour, but to his disappointment, no silver seal characters flew back.
The middle-aged scholar was unwilling to give up, so he repeated the same method again, but still no movement. Seeing that the spell was ineffective, he took back the compass.
He turned his head and said to the young scholar next to him: "As the elders of the sect said, there is indeed a fluctuation of spiritual power in the alien space here. You and I have been searching for more than a hundred miles around Piaoyun Peak every day for more than half a month, and our efforts have not been in vain. However, this alien space is so mysterious that the soul-chasing compass made with the sect's secret method cannot find its exact entrance. But its clues have been captured by the soul-chasing compass, and we must quickly report the situation here to the elders in the sect."
"This Piaoyun Peak is within the sphere of influence of my Yudao Sect, and the treasures in this alien space must be in the bag of my sect." said the young monk.
"In the past three months, there have been frequent abnormal vibrations in the Luoyu Mountains. According to the secret method used by the elders in the sect, it was found that it was caused by the fluctuations in the alien space here. In recent days, not only have the monks of our old neighbor Tiangui Sect also been active nearby, but also the monks from the far south of the South Region have entered the Luoyu Mountains to explore, and have had friction with the disciples of my sect. I guess their target is the secrets in this alien space." The middle-aged monk said.
"I see."
"I don't know what other brothers in the sect who came here with us to explore in groups have found. You and I should go back and report first." After saying that, the middle-aged scholar took out a white feather about an inch in size from the storage bag on his waist.
With a flick of his wrist, the white feather was thrown into the air. The next moment, the feather flashed with spiritual light, swelled up against the wind, and turned into a flying boat in an instant. The two jumped on the flying boat and flew away.
The two rode the feather flying boat and sped over the Luoyu Mountains. Suddenly, a large black cloud floated in front of them, suddenly appearing on the route of the flying boat.
The middle-aged scholar swept his spiritual sense, frowned, and then said in a hurry: "Someone is blocking the road, be careful, junior brother." After that, he raised his hand and held a three-foot long sword in his right hand. A trace of spiritual energy flowed out from the sword, ready to go.
Hearing this, the young scholar also took out a long sword, staring at the dark clouds in front of him, not daring to neglect.
Sure enough, six black eagles of about ten feet in size rushed out from the dark clouds opposite. The black eagles hissed and bursts of black air surged out of their bodies, and a monk in a black robe stood on their backs. The leader was a big man with a full beard on his chin that was as straight as steel wire, and a lion nose and wide mouth. The other five people had different looks, all holding weapons in their hands, revealing their fierceness.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar shouted sternly: "I am Zhang Zhi from Yu Dao Sect and my junior brother Li Xian. May I ask why the six Taoist friends opposite us are disciples of the "Tian Gui Sect" and are blocking our way?"
"You are sensible. I am "Tu Sanli" from the Tian Gui Sect. No need to waste time, quickly hand over the treasure-hunting compass you just used, and I will let you two go back." The big man in the opposite direction said.
After hearing this, Zhang Zhi secretly blamed himself in his heart. He was careless for a moment and was secretly monitored by "Tu Sanli".
The headquarters of Tian Gui Sect and Yu Dao Sect were both built in Luoyu Mountains. Tian Gui Sect was the overlord of ghosts, and Yu Dao Sect was the leader of Confucianism. The two sects occasionally had minor frictions, and the disciples of both sides also heard about each other.
Although this "Tu Sanli" was not a big figure in Tian Gui Sect, he was also a tough guy among the cultivators who had reached the "Peking Yuan Realm".
Zhang Zhi scanned the other side with his spiritual sense. Except for Tu Sanli, who was at the second level of Peiyuan Realm, the other five were at the first level of Peiyuan Realm. Of the two people on his side, except for himself, who was at the second level of Peiyuan Realm, his junior brother Li Xian was only at the first level of Peiyuan Realm. People with high cultivation can easily see the cultivation realm of people with lower cultivation or the same level with spiritual sense, but people with lower cultivation cannot see the cultivation realm of people with higher cultivation.
When cultivators fight, the cultivation realm is the basic yardstick of combat power. Although the main generals of both sides have the same cultivation, the difference in numbers makes the combat power of both sides obviously tilted.
Zhang Zhi's mind was full of thoughts, but he did not show any fear. He said loudly: "I hope that fellow Daoist Tu will be kind enough to let the two of us pass. Besides, you just want to block the road and seize the treasure with just six of you. There are more than two of us brothers and sisters who came with us. You should retreat quickly." Zhang Zhi used both soft and hard tactics in his words.
"No need to waste words." Tu Sanli glared and shouted, and a group of six people came over with weapons.
Zhang Zhi said quickly: "Junior brother, return to the ground quickly. The other party has a flying eagle and is good at fighting in the air. If we continue to fight, we will probably suffer."
After that, Zhang Zhi took out a feather-shaped green jade pendant with his left hand. With two fingers pinching hard, the jade pendant turned into a white feather phantom out of thin air and disappeared in the void in an instant.
This jade pendant is the unique rescue tool of Yu Dao Sect, which can transmit rescue signals within a certain distance.
In a Confucian hall in Luoyu Mountain Range, there is a golden plaque above the hall with three big characters "Lanyuyuan".
There are three people standing in the hall, an old man and two book boys. This old man has wide sleeves and a wide robe, white hair and a childlike face. His silver hair is not messy, his long eyebrows are slightly drooping, and his eyes are like lightning. He is Lan Xingjun, the elder of Lanyuyuan of Yu Dao Sect.
At this time, the wick of a gilded lamp placed in the hall suddenly lit up, and the scene where Zhang Zhi was flashed in the halo of the lamp. Seeing this scene, Lan Xingjun suddenly showed anger, snorted and said: "The people of Tiangui Sect are getting more and more presumptuous." Turning to the two book boys behind him, he ordered: "Go and call Zhan Yunfei."
Soon, a white feather-shaped flying boat flew out of Lanyu Academy.
A young scholar with outstanding appearance and tall stature stood at the bow of the boat. He was dressed in a snow-white silk Confucian outfit, and the silver brocade scarf on his head fluttered in the wind, looking like a handsome man.
Behind this person stood two disciples of Lanyu Academy.
One of them whispered to the others: "Third Senior Brother Zhan Yunfei will succeed immediately."
The others nodded and said: "Of course. Senior Brother Zhan is one of the most powerful True Dan Realm disciples of the younger generation of Yu Dao Sect. He has already reached the peak of the second level of the True Dan Realm, and it is said that he has already stepped half a foot into the Yuanhun Realm." After saying this, he showed a look of admiration and envy.
On the battlefield.
Zhang Zhi and the other two hurriedly urged the flying boat to land on a flat land.
Zhang Zhi took out a small green umbrella about a foot long and handed it to his junior brother Li Xian. He said: "This is the magic weapon "Green Glazed Umbrella" given by the elders of the sect. There are many people on the other side. You use it to resist the other five first, and I will deal with Tu Sanli. I have sent out a signal for help. As long as we hold on for a while, fellow disciples will come to help."
As soon as Li Xian took the green umbrella with both hands, Tu Sanli and the other six people surrounded him. The six people, each holding a weapon in their hands, attacked the two like hungry wolves. Zhang Zhi and his two men fought and retreated, fighting with Tu Sanli and six others.
"Today, I will let you taste the power of this bloodthirsty skeleton." Tu Sanli shouted, and then raised his hand, and a white skull larger than the size of a palm shot out, with green light flashing in the eyes of the skull, and a creepy cackle sounded when the upper and lower jaws moved.
Zhang Zhi was not to be outdone, and the long sword in his hand danced with a sharp sword energy.
The other five Tiangui Sect members each held a weapon and surrounded Li Xian.
Seeing this, Li Xian did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly used his magic power to activate the green glazed umbrella in his hand.
As a stream of true energy was injected into the green glazed umbrella, circles of green halos rippled with the green umbrella as the center, and instantly formed a green protective light shield, covering Li Xian.
Various attacks hit the green light shield and collided with bursts of green light, but they could not hurt Li Xian for a while.
Zhang Zhi saw that his junior brother Li Xian was fine for a while, and his heart was temporarily relieved.
But as time went on, Li Xian was outnumbered by five, and his mana was not enough. Under the attack of the five Tiangui Sect members, the green light shield of the emerald glass umbrella gradually cracked.
Seeing this, Zhang Zhi quickly took out five talismans with red fire birds on them. With a wave of his left hand, he turned into five three-foot-long fire birds and pounced on Tu Sanli and the other six people.
This talisman was made by the master of the Yu Dao Sect, who used the fire spirit power extracted from the fire attribute spirit stone and added several other magic weapon materials. Each of the fire birds it turned into had the power of the first level of the Void Realm. However, the time it could exist as a fire bird was limited, and manipulating this fire bird consumed a lot of mana.
While Tu Sanli and the others were dodging the fire bird, Zhang Zhi took the opportunity to hit Zhou Xian's green umbrella with a powerful mana. The green umbrella's rotation speed increased, the green light became stronger, and the cracks in the protective light shield gradually healed.
Li Xian was very grateful to see his senior brother helping him. I only regret that my cultivation is still shallow. If I drag it on like this, I am afraid that the two will be defeated before I can get support from the sect. In a hurry, Li first activated the attack mode of the green glazed umbrella.
A spell hit the umbrella, and the green glazed umbrella shook and made a buzzing sound. Hundreds of tiny and sharp green flying needles were ejected from under the umbrella cover, covering the six people like locusts in the sky.
I heard two "ahs" and the two disciples of the Tiangui Sect who were closer to dodge were stabbed by the green needles.
Although the flying needles were small, they were extremely sharp. They pierced into the body and left only a few tiny pinholes. The two people who were shot felt a sharp pain and quickly jumped out of the battle circle, forcing their power to force the flying needles out of their bodies.
Seeing that his two men were injured and temporarily lost their fighting power, Tu Sanli was unwilling to continue to entangle. If the opponent's reinforcements arrived for a long time, all their previous efforts would be wasted.
Tu Sanli raised his hand, and a blood-red spider about an inch in size appeared in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, the blood-red spider jumped to the ground and instantly turned into the size of a bowl.
The spider had two black fangs at the corners of its mouth, and a human face was painted on its back. The face looked somewhat similar to Tu Sanli. The spider opened its bloody mouth and sprayed out a blood-red spider web about a foot in size, which covered the firebird released by Li Zhi. This spider web was not afraid of flames. The firebird burned out in the spider web and gradually dissipated.
Next, Tu Sanli sprayed a breath of essence on the skeleton.
The next moment, the bloodthirsty skeleton made a crackling sound, and the trunk and limbs grew under the head like mushrooms after rain, turning into a complete skeleton man. Then the whole body of the skeleton man shrank strangely, and after a squeak, it turned into a huge white bone blade.
Tu Sanli held the huge bone blade with both hands and shouted: "Ghost Bone Slash!"
The bone blade slashed out a huge white blade light, whistling and slashing towards Zhang Zhi, and the sharp spiritual pressure made a sound.
Zhang Zhi saw this, and his sword eyebrows were raised.
He poured all his magic power into the long sword in his hand. He uttered three words lightly: "Slash the hillside!"
Instantly, the long sword was full of spiritual light, and with a buzzing sound, a silver long rainbow rushed forward.
The two of them collided with each other, and with a loud bang, circles of shock waves spread rapidly around. In an instant, sand and stones flew, and grass and trees flew.
After the big move, the two took a step back.
Zhang Zhi was shocked. This Tu Sanli really lived up to his reputation. His sword was his life weapon, and he had been nurtured for many years with his own soul power. The secret skill "Slash the Hillside" was amazingly powerful, and there were few opponents among the cultivators of the same level. In the previous attack, he had already used 80% of his power, but he couldn't get any advantage.
At this moment, Zhang Zhi noticed a slight movement under his feet and wanted to jump up. But he was still half a beat late, and felt a sharp pain in his left calf.
It turned out that the blood spider released by Tu Sanli had sneaked under Zhang Zhi's feet at some point, and shot out an inch-long blood needle from its mouth, hitting Zhang Zhi's left calf. A feeling of numbness quickly spread from the wound on his leg, and his magic power could no longer be circulated freely under the influence of the poison needle.
Li Xian was already at a disadvantage against many people. Seeing Zhang Zhi injured, he was anxious and the gap opened up, and the light shield of the green glass umbrella was blasted into pieces.
Before Li Xian could react. A disciple of the Tiangui Sect holding a sledgehammer on the opposite side swung the hammer and hit Li Xian's chest fiercely. With a cry of "Ah," Li Xian flew back more than a foot, his chest stained red, and he was unconscious.
Zhang Zhi saw that his junior brother Li Xian was seriously injured, and he was worried. But a trace of decisiveness flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand and said loudly: "Stop! Fellow Daoist, we admit defeat today and I can give you the Soul Chasing Compass."
Tu Sanli saw that Zhang Zhi and the other two had temporarily lost their fighting power, and he didn't want to kill them, so he said: "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Hand over the compass and you two can leave."
Zhang Zhi took out the "Soul Chasing Compass" and threw it to Tu Sanli reluctantly. Tu Sanli took the compass with one hand, looked at it carefully, and showed joy on his face.
"Well, not bad. This is it." Tu Sanli said, and wanted to put the compass away.