Chapter 572: Alliance (3)
Zhou Chuzi looked at Bai Zhu with a smile on his face.
Bai Zhu laughed for a while, and then a flash of sword light flashed, instantly piercing Zhou Chuzi's heart.
With a crisp sound of "puff", Zhou Chuzi's body exploded into countless yellow pieces of paper, which fluttered in the wind and scattered in all directions. Bai Zhu was immediately furious: "Zhou Chuzi, how dare you use a trick to deceive me?"
The Senluo Sect cultivates hundreds of arts and masters them all. Zhou Chuzi practices the extremely unconventional and rare art of making paper figures.
Ordinary people cut out some cats and dogs, some characters of blessing and happiness, and that's it. But Zhou Chuzi's paper cutting was able to reach the half-step heavenly realm, and the things he cut out were all lifelike. It was also common for him to form an army of paper figures.
Even Bai Zhu couldn't tell at first glance whether the paper figures he cut were real or fake, which shows how superb his attainments in this area are.
Another Zhou Chuzi flew out from the Senluo Sect's mountain protection formation. He bowed to Bai Zhu and said unkindly, "Old Bai kills people at will, but how has Zhou Chuzi offended you?"
The sword flashed again, and Zhou Chuzi turned into pieces of paper again.
Bai Zhu's face looked a little ugly, because a second Zhou Chuzi appeared. He carefully used his spiritual sense to investigate, but still couldn't realize that this was the paper figure cut out by Zhou Chuzi.
With a cold snort, Bai Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "You, the Senluo Sect, are indeed quite capable. Zhou Chuzi, if you come out, I won't make things difficult for you. Wanxiang is on an expedition to Jishengtian. Who is the boss in your Senluo Sect now?"
Another Zhou Chuzi walked out of the mountain protection formation slowly. He bowed to Bai Zhu and said calmly, "Without the leader here, how can there be anyone in charge of our Senluo Sect? Each sect does its own thing, just like a pile of loose sand. Our Senluo Sect has always been like this. Everyone in the world knows that this is the way our Senluo Sect behaves."
Bai Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "A pile of loose sand? Haha, that's a brilliant way of saying it. But I don't believe it!"
After taking a breath, Bai Zhu pointed at Zhou Chuzi and sneered, "Open the formation and let me lead the people in."
Zhou Chuzi hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid not. Without saying anything, Old Bai has already wiped out my two clones. If Old Bai doesn't explain why he came today, I will never dare to let him step into Senluo Sect... Your Jianmen swordsmanship is too cruel, and my Senluo Sect is just a bunch of unorthodox practices that only do small things..."
Zhou Chuzi sighed and rolled his eyes helplessly at Bai Zhu: "In terms of fighting, we are definitely no match for the masters of Jianmen. If we let Old Bai barge in like this, I'm afraid that the Senluo Sect will be wiped out today. Therefore..."
Bai Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't open the formation, I can't get in?"
Zhou Chuzi actually nodded to Bai Zhu very seriously: "Maybe? How about we give it a try?"
Bai Zhu's face drooped. He said coldly to the four great elders who were accompanying him, "Zuoqiu Hui, the water sword power you have cultivated has reached the level of mercury flowing on the ground and moistening things silently. It is said that if there is a flaw, you will be invincible. You lead your 30,000 disciples of the Zuoqiu clan to lead the charge."
Zuoqiu Hui is a tall, handsome middle-aged man who wears a white shirt and a white feather robe. He carries two crossed swords on his back. Two blue tassels hang from the sword handles, each three feet long. He looks like an immortal.
After hearing Bai Zhu's order, Zuo Qiuhui bowed slightly and said, "I will obey the order of the great elder... But, to what extent should we fight?"
Bai Zhu squinted at Zuo Qiuhui and said, "If I don't stop, you will continue to fight."
Zuoqiu Hui coughed lightly, and without saying much, he walked out slowly. Behind him, 30,000 elite swordmen from Zuoqiu clan formed a huge sword formation, and the sword beams took shape, turning into a vast blue water wave, carrying a chill, and followed Zuoqiu Hui to attack the Senluo sect's mountain protection formation.
Bai Zhu was still in the mood to gesture and instruct from behind: "Zuoqiu Hui's swordsmanship has got the true meaning. But these Zuoqiu disciples are lacking too much. The sword will takes shape, which is a very profound skill of swordsmanship, but when they manifest the sea of sword light, they are so murderous, which makes them fall behind."
Li Yu coughed lightly and said, "What the elder said is very true. However, the way of sword is difficult and mysterious. We studied the "Supreme Sword Canon" and the true teachings we received are limited. Our own skills are not perfect, and it is inevitable that the teachings we pass on to our disciples will be incomplete. It is understandable that our disciples do not understand the true meaning."
Li Yu, Luo Tian and Yuan Miaoer looked at Bai Zhu with sharp eyes.
Especially Yuan Miao'er, who was clearly an old woman of nearly 20,000 years old , but looked like a young girl in her twenties, fresh and youthful, quite tender and cute. Her big, watery eyes, clearly black and white, flickered up and down at Bai Zhu. If it were a normal person, they would have been paralyzed by the lingering glances in her eyes.
But Bai Zhu acted as if nothing had happened and pretended not to hear Li Yu's resentful words.
What do you mean by not getting the true teachings and not completing the accomplishment? It simply means that Bai Zhu has seized the "Supreme Sword Canon". Didn't the people of the four families receive the complete inheritance of the "Supreme Sword Canon"?
But Bai Zhu also had his reasons. This "Taishang Sword Canon" was the inheritance of the supreme sword art written by the Supreme Master of the Bai family. Apart from the few direct descendants of the Bai family, how could he let others benefit from it?
Many of the "prodigies" in our Bai family did not receive the full inheritance, let alone a group of outsiders?
As he spoke, Zuo Qiuhui had already stepped into the mountain protection formation of the Senluo Sect. Suddenly, there was a haze of auspicious air, and wisps of breeze blew from all directions. Faint figures appeared one after another accompanied by wisps of spiritual light. These figures held long banners in their hands, appearing and disappearing in the formation. When the long banners were waved, the power of earth, water, fire and wind rose into the air, turning into layers of restrictions that covered the surrounding areas.
Among them, there were many petals scattered all over the sky, and the spring rain was scattered all over the sky. In the spring rain, there were heavy snow, fist-sized hail and other incredible things mixed together and fell down.
Occasionally, three or five red peach trees appear here, seven or eight big willow trees pop up there, interspersed with three or five pagodas dancing in the air, two or three large pillars with dragons and phoenixes around them, and streams winding through the air from time to time. Occasionally, in the howling hurricane, a giant shark shakes its head and tail and chases a large school of sardines quickly through the air.
What can I say about the Senluo Sect's mountain protection formation?
The mountain protection formations of other sects were either magnificent, majestic, steep, or subtle. But the formation of the Senluo Sect was messy and chaotic, as if thirty or fifty children had picked up various grass roots, leaves, mud, cow dung, and mixed them with boy's urine and black dog blood, and randomly scattered them here and there to form such an indescribable formation.
In this great formation, there is the power of heaven, earth, stars, and stars; there is the power of earth, water, fire, and wind; there is the power of the changing seasons; there is the power of the vicissitudes of life and death; there is the power of thunder and nature...
In short, in the Senluo Sect’s mountain protection formation, you can find almost all the elements of the Yuanlingtian cultivation world.
There are still a few puppets wandering around here, and three or five spirit gods are already wielding flying knives to chop over there. You have just dealt with the two ghost brides in red clothes here, and a dozen zombies with highly poisonous and foul breath are happily jumping out over there.
Zuoqiu Hui led 30,000 disciples and carefully entered the Senluo Sect's mountain protection formation. Then countless chaotic formations and strange visions emerged, accompanied by sharp shouts. The sword formation formed by 30,000 Zuoqiu disciples only lasted for a quarter of an hour in this chaotic mountain protection formation. After turning east and circling west, the 30,000 people separated into twos and threes, and the entire sword formation suddenly dissolved on its own.
Not long after, one could see the disciples of Zuoqiu clan being sprayed out by the formation one after another.
Some people were covered in green, obviously poisoned.
Some people were red all over, and they were actually drunk and asleep.
There was a man standing tall and mighty, and God knew what he had encountered in the battle.
There was also a person who had just been thrown out by the formation, and he was howling loudly, with fangs slowly growing out of his mouth and a patch of black hair faintly growing under his skin, showing signs of becoming a zombie. The disciples of Jianmen at the side were so scared that they quickly fed him medicine to remove the poison!
This is not the worst.
Some of them looked like young men in their early twenties when they entered the formation, but when they were thrown out, they were already white-haired and wrinkled. In just a quarter of an hour, they had aged to be in their seventies or eighties, and most of their lifespans had been lost inexplicably.
There was also a group of male disciples who were originally full of energy and vitality. When they were thrown out by the formation, their faces became haggard, their energy was exhausted, and their bodies were wrinkled, as if their bodies had been drained by a thousand fox spirits.
As for those who were burned by fire, rotten by lightning, covered with sores, and pierced with arrows...
There were even a few members of the Zuoqiu clan who inexplicably underwent a strange limb transplant operation - their arms, legs, hands, and feet were all swapped. The left leg was connected to the right shoulder, the right palm was connected to the left leg, and some people even had their ears connected to their buttocks...
These injuries... were not very serious. For a cultivator, they could be healed by cutting and reconnecting them and taking a few medicines. But being tortured like this was too humiliating!
This proves that the people in the mountain protection formation have no intention of fighting you seriously. They can easily deal with you like a child playing!
Bai Zhu's expression became increasingly ugly.
When he saw several disciples who had been stripped naked, with countless ghostly symbols drawn on their white flesh with special talisman ink, and were thrown out of the formation twitching all over, he shouted sternly: "How did Zuo Qiu train his disciples? How could they be so unbearable? Being humiliated like this, isn't it a disgrace to Jianmen?"
"Zuoqiu Hui, you, the Zuoqiu clan, must be severely punished!"
Bai Zhu said angrily: "If this isn't misleading the students, then what is it?"
He glared at Yuan Miao'er fiercely: "Yuan Miao'er, take your Yuan disciples and go into the formation. You must not be like Zuo Qiuhui... embarrassing yourself!"
