Tianwei Chapter 253 Black Mountain (3)
It seems that what the old Taoist said is correct. Jiuqiu may have gone back to exchange for the Xuanyuan Emperor Platform because the Emperor Zhuanxu was defeated in Heishan.
It turns out that each of the five imperial platforms has its own wonders. This is really amazing news. The strength of the Jiuqiu lineage is really powerful. If there were no Xiangliu resentful blood to restrain them, I am afraid that even my mother would be easily suppressed by relying on these five imperial platforms alone.
The clay figure was a hundred meters tall, and no one knew how he managed to walk with such vigor even though he was carrying the imperial throne on his back. Every step he took was like a leap, and one step was a hundred meters. Soon, they were close.
There were about 700 to 800 people from various forces, and this was because many clans were too far away and had not yet arrived. If everyone was gathered together, there would be at least a thousand people.
There were so many people that the three Jiuqiu clay figurines were stunned.
I 'll go and tell them. Yang Fu patted my shoulder and walked towards the clay figurines.
I groaned and wanted to hold him back, but after thinking about it, I put my hand down again.
Yang Fu was about the same height as me, and looked like a bean sprout in front of the 100-meter-tall clay figures. He walked over a few steps and said something, and one of the clay figures looked over here.
I was a little nervous. The clay figurine and my mother were at odds, which was equivalent to Jiuqiu and Basuo being at odds. Yang Fu and I were both the inheritors of Basuo. Would Jiuqiu listen to him? Don't turn around and step on him to death.
After a while, Yang Fu came back with a big smile on his face. I knew he must have succeeded.
This made me happy but also confused, and I couldn't help asking: What did you say to them?
"Speak with emotion and persuade with reason." Yang Fu replied with a smile.
shit……
I didn't say anything, I just told them the facts. These people are not fools, they certainly don't want to rush forward if they can save effort. Yang Fu said.
That's right... I rolled up my sleeves and asked, "What about now? It's time to go up."
Yang Fu looked up at the mountain and nodded: Almost there. I will let them release their power later. You must gather everyone's strength and surround the Black Mountain. Jiuqiu will press down from above with the Emperor's Platform. As long as you can hold on, Wu, you can't run away.
Uh, OK! I nodded vigorously, to encourage myself.
At this time, the three Nine Hills clay figures took a few steps back. They lifted the throne high with their hands. The three mud-stone mouths opened at the same time, making a buzzing sound. The sound was so loud that the space around was shaking. Three mountain and river maps appeared and were pasted under the throne like talisman paper.
Jiangshan! The clay man shouted: Get up!
They formed seals with their hands, and ripples of various colors appeared on the map of mountains and rivers, echoing like the wind under the imperial platform. Following their voices, the imperial platform slowly floated up. The speed was not fast, but it flew upwards firmly.
Seeing that Jiuqiu had already taken action, Yang Fu waved his hand and shouted: Release all the Taoist power!
Those practitioners looked at each other, tacitly keeping a distance from each other, and then began to release their Taoist power.
Wisps of invisible and intangible energy floated from their bodies towards me. What does it mean for hundreds of people to release their Dao power together? It's like someone is attacking me with hundreds of high-pressure water guns. Maybe they didn't hurt my heart, but the autonomous squeezing of power is not something that people can completely control.
Yang Fu avoided the range of the Taoist power. He turned around and saw the old Taoist standing next to me, so he shouted: Master, you have to help him, he can't do it alone!
The old Taoist looked at him without saying anything or taking any action.
Yang Fu's face showed some anxiety, and he shouted again: We must work together to save his mother!
This sounded strange, and I turned back to look at the old Taoist, with something in my mouth, but I didn't know how to say it. The old Taoist shook his head slightly, sighed lightly, then stretched out his hand and put it on my shoulder, saying: Concentrate, calm down, I will help you.
I nodded to him gratefully. At this moment, the Dao power had already arrived. A huge wave of pressure came towards me. This was a feeling, very clear and distinct.
After going through so much, I am no longer as afraid as I used to be.
He stretched out his hand and slowly drew an arc , while chanting softly: Chengtian! Yin!
The various Taoist powers emanating from hundreds of practitioners now flowed towards the surroundings of Black Mountain along the arc drawn by my hand like a channeled stream.
These Dao forces are numerous, of various natures, and somewhat chaotic. It is not easy to lead them to Black Mountain according to my wishes. If I rely on my own strength alone, I am basically unable to do it.
But next to me, there was an old Taoist who had practiced for many years. The five elements of Taoist power came from his arm, and when these powers merged into my body and passed out through my hand, they had already matched me.
The universe has five elements, and humans also have five elements. Among the people present, only the Taoist priest can help me in this way. The saying that the five elements and eight ropes complement each other does not only refer to the relationship between the two families, but also represents the connection between their powers.
Although the old Taoist helped me, my hands still felt like they were weighed down with a thousand pounds. It was hard to hold them up straight. My mind was in a mess. At this moment, I only knew how to use my will to influence the Taoist power, so that it would surround the Black Mountain and wrap up the entire Black Mountain.
The imperial platform of Jiuqiu has flown hundreds of meters high, and it will soon be able to be pressed down from the sky.
According to Yang Fu, if the encirclement of Black Mountain was not completed by then, all previous efforts would be wasted.
I was anxious, and Yang Fu seemed to be even more anxious than me. He loudly urged the practitioners to draw out their Dao power as quickly as possible. However, with so many people, their minds became more complicated.
Everyone knows that if the power of Tao is exhausted, it is like a lamb to be slaughtered. So most people are slow and watch each other. If you release one point, I will release one point. If you are half a beat slower, I will also be slow.
The energy surrounding Black Mountain was not that much, at least it could not surround the entire mountain. Moreover, if the energy was too little, even if Black Mountain was surrounded, it would be dispersed when the imperial platform pressed down because of its weak power.
At this moment, someone suddenly screamed: "My power! How can it be so fast!"
The power of Tao is out of my control! Someone else shouted.
Many people shouted in panic, and some wanted to escape, but the loss of a large amount of Dao power seemed to take away their physical strength at the same time. Many people's feet went weak and they couldn't help but fall to the ground.
They were either sitting or lying down, or sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, mostly trying to recover their Dao power. However, after the Dao power extracted from Kunlun Space entered their bodies, it would be dispersed out again uncontrollably. These practitioners were like machines producing Dao power at this moment.
The power of Taoism that surged towards me reached its peak in an instant. The huge pressure shook my whole body, as if I was hit by a hammer. My entire face felt sticky, and I felt something flowing out of my nose, mouth, ears, and eyes.
I glanced at it out of the corner of my eye and was shocked to find that it was all blood.
What's going on! My hands trembled and I was about to put them down.
Yang Fu yelled, "We can't stop! They've found us! If we stop, we'll all be dead! Your mother will be dead too!"
I was shocked, but an experienced voice came from behind me: He is right, we must continue.
What's going on? I was extremely shocked. How could even the Taoist priest say this?
Although I was surprised, out of trust in the old Taoist, I continued to use my will to guide the energy to surround Black Mountain.
The Taoist power of hundreds of people was released in just a few minutes. The force was incredibly powerful. Even with the help of an experienced Taoist, I felt as if I would be crushed in the next instant.
Around the Black Mountain , mists of various colors gradually spread out. That was the manifestation of too much Dao power condensing into substance.
This is really amazing. When Yang Fu said that Black Mountain itself is a kind of materialized energy, I thought it was impossible. But now, I believe that when the power reaches a certain level, when the concentration of energy aggregation exceeds a certain range, it can really become a substance!
Use all your strength to surround it! Unite them into one! Yang Fu shouted over there.
I glanced at him and suddenly felt that this cousin was so strange.
But now the arrow has been put on the bowstring and can't be stopped. I can only imagine that the complicated Taoist power has been condensed into iron sheets at this moment. The mist merged with each other and slowly shrank.
After a few minutes, they became very thin, like a piece of paper.
On this piece of paper, there is a colorful light flowing, so gorgeous that it makes people dizzy.
The entire Black Mountain, from top to bottom, was wrapped in paper, and at the very top, a black dot stood tall.
It’s the Xuanyuan Emperor’s Terrace!
The Nine Hills had raised it above the Black Mountains.
The sounds of fighting on the mountain became quieter, and the roars of beasts became weaker. The changes around me had already attracted the attention of the creatures on the mountain. Faintly, I felt a few eyes descending from the mountain, sweeping towards my body. Those eyes were as sharp as knives, and they made people feel numb all over.
I think my face must have been frighteningly pale at that time.
Surprisingly, I felt countless forces floating in the void. These energies kept flowing toward Black Mountain and adhered to the colorful light paper. As the power was injected, the "paper" became thicker and thicker. From the thickness of one sheet, it became two sheets, and then three sheets. In just three minutes, it had increased to almost the thickness of a finger.
Quack~
A cry came from the mountain.
My heart started beating violently with the sound. When I slowly raised my head, I saw a slender beast with two horns.
It stood on the top of the mountain, staring at me with a pair of big black eyes. I saw its mouth open and it made a "quack" sound again.
This voice is very familiar, so familiar that my tears are about to fall!
It's Frog Girl! It's Frog Girl!
It was like a child, looking at me from a distance and calling me affectionately. I saw it rushing towards the colorful light paper, but it was bounced back with a bang.
It croaked loudly, and attacked the light paper with its claws and fangs, trying desperately to get down the mountain.
I know what it wants to do, it wants to come to me, to come back to me.
But……
My tears came to my eyes right away!
Because I have no way to stop my actions. To save my mother, I must smash the Black Mountain and change its energy properties. Frog Girl is also a kind of Black Mountain demon. When the Black Mountain is changed, can it still exist?
But how can I choose between my mother and my little frog sister? I can't choose! I can only do it!
