Nightwatcher

Nine unrealistic fox tails, like peacocks spreading their tails, were slowly stroking behind Xu Qi'an.

These fox tails come from the princess of the Wan Yao Kingdom, the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox.

From the very beginning, the dean Zhao Shou and the ancestors of the Wulin League were just cards that Xu Qi'an placed on the bright side. .

He also has a hidden card that no one knows about—Princess of Wan Yao Kingdom.

Xu Qi'an has no connection with the princess of the Wan Yao Kingdom. In his understanding, that vixen with a strong cultivation base is just a name that appeared in the history books.

But Xu Qi'an knew that if he encountered a big crisis, he would not be able to survive it.

The princess of the Wan Yao Kingdom is definitely one of the ones who are trying to protect his existence.

The reason is very simple. Back then, it was the Anzi of Wan Yao Kingdom who secretly sent Shenshu to his residence.

Obviously, Anzi would dare to do this without the order of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox?

The purpose of the remnants of the Wan Yao Kingdom is to use the luck in his body to warm and nourish the broken arm of the god.

The nine-tailed celestial fox may not care about his life or death, but it is absolutely impossible to sit back and watch Shenshu be sealed and re-controlled by the Buddha Kingdom. Otherwise, why is the Sangbo case planned so hard by Wan Yao Kingdom?

Of course, these can only show that everyone has the same interests. If this is the case, it is impossible for Xu Qi'an to pin his wealth and life on a witch who has never appeared or contacted.

The reason why he was sure that Princess Wan Yao would make a move and regarded her as his trump card was because of two things.

One, the story of Fuxiang.

It's not that Xu Qi'an looked down on this acquaintance of Guan Bao, but with Fu Xiang's status, can he really know the past of the chief disciple of Jian Zheng?

Obviously impossible.

Then why did she write such an obviously suggestive story in the letter she left for herself?

The answer is very simple. This is the hint from the princess of Wan Yao Kingdom. On the one hand, it implies who his real enemy is; on the other hand, it tactfully expresses her intention to attack.

Just like that, Xu Qi'an still wouldn't regard her as his means of suppressing the bottom line.

The real reason was that Si Tianjian had given him a milky white pill before he woke up and went to Yunlu Academy to meet Zhao Shou.

When the elixir was swallowed into his stomach, Xu Qi'an vaguely heard a soft and charming chuckle, which disappeared in an instant.

Xu Qi'an didn't know how Jianzheng and the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox hooked up, but these were not important. Smart people should learn to tacitly know each other.

It finally came out. Xu Qi'an, who noticed the abnormality of the tailbone, was relieved.

The reason why he scolded the nine-tailed sky fox as a stinky mother-in-law was because he had experienced the bad character of the other party.

She obviously could have made the move earlier, but if she insisted on being stuck at this critical moment, Xu Qi'an almost peed in fright, thinking that her life-saving hole card would not work.

In that case, I can only pray for a good pregnancy in the next life, born in a wealthy family, with a biological father who is a man, and it is best to have a long-legged 36D sister who can "beep".

As soon as they appeared, the white-clothed warlock seemed to be under the immobilization spell and froze for a short time.

Taking advantage of this gap, the nine fox tails were like tentacles, some of which were entangled with the huge invisible and intangible luck, preventing the white-clothed warlock from pulling them out.

The other part beat the white-clothed warlock severely.

They didn't emit terrifying energy fluctuations, nor did they cause spectacular visions, but the white-clothed warlock subconsciously took half a step back, as if extremely fearful.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly, and was neither surprised nor surprised by the appearance of the nine-tailed sky fox.

Not surprised, because I knew the inextricable relationship between the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox and Shenshu, and it was expected that the other party would block it.

Surprisingly, he didn't expect the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox to make a surprise attack in such a way.

You must know that most of the concealment methods will be invisible in front of the peak warlocks who are proficient in the qi-watching technique. There are only a handful of concealment methods in the world that can hide from the eyes of second-rank warlocks.

And these methods, the white-clothed warlock knew very clearly, what the nine-tailed sky fox used was a concealment method that he had never seen before.

The white-clothed warlock panicked and stomped his foot, and the remaining magic circle erupted with dazzling light at the same time, covering him with a protective barrier.

Buzz buzz!

The six fox tails slapped on the barrier, and the blows were clear and vibrated violently.

The other three fox tails, entangled with the huge luck, fell back into Xu Qi'an's body.

Luck returned to the body.

Phew. Xu Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief, the vixen is awesome!

Seeing this, Zhao Shou, the ancestor and dean of the Wulin League, seized the opportunity, and more and more saber intents sprang out of the void. The saber intents at the peak of the third rank and close to the second rank, combined with the Confucian sage carving knife, wiped out the formation, like Cut through thousands of troops and small formations, and directly take the head of the enemy general.

Facing the pincer attack of three people, the warlock in white didn't panic at all. Seeing that he couldn't get his luck out temporarily, he resolutely gave up on Xu Qi'an.

The sachet opened automatically, and each piece of magic weapon seemed to be given life, and flew out automatically. It was not a physical attack magic weapon such as a bed crossbow cannon, but a magic weapon with a more strange purpose.

Some of them are bronze mirrors, some are fangs, some are small bronze seals, and some are exquisite pagodas.

Their functions are conferring gods, piercing air mechanisms, confinement, and refining.

Numerous magical instruments lingered around, Xu Qi'an was physically unharmed, but the primordial spirit buzzed, as if torn into countless pieces, and lost consciousness for a short time.

The fox tails stretched out like tentacles, under the influence of the magic weapon, they seemed to have lost their activity, lost their purpose, and wriggled in a daze.

The white-clothed warlock stretched out his hand, pressed it falsely on the top of Xu Qi'an's head, and pulled out the huge Qi Luck that had been refined by him.

"The use of magical instruments is prohibited here."

Zhao Shou said in a deep voice.

Under the combined force of the contemporary great Confucianism and half-step second-rank warriors, most of the peerless formation of the white-clothed warlock was wiped out, and they were no longer able to compete with the Confucianism's words.

Ding Ding!

Magical artifacts flying in the air fell down one after another.

The sub-sage Ruguan and the Confucian saint carving knife also sealed themselves, restraining their brilliance. Scholars are reasonable, and scholars are not hooligans. The power of speaking out is also effective against one's own side.

Zhao Shou snorted, his face pale as paper, this is the backlash of bragging.

Under normal circumstances, facing an enemy of the same realm, if the power of words can only be used three times if it directly affects them.

No matter how many, Haoran's righteousness will not be able to resist the backlash of magic.

But if the power of speaking is used to assist or buff yourself, then there is no limit to the number of times.

"Teleportation is prohibited here" and "Dharma artifacts are not allowed" are all forces that are directly imposed on the enemy. With Zhao Shou's strength at the peak of the third rank, even with the assistance of the Confucian Saint Carving Knife and the Confucian Crown, dealing with warlocks who are a rank higher than himself, Three times is already the limit.

Losing the suppression of the magic weapon, the nine fox tails instantly became irritable, dancing wildly into the sky, and slapping them.

The warlock in white was repulsed again, and close combat is the weakness of the warlock.

The illusory fox tail wrapped around luck and fell back into Xu Qi'an's body.

"Kill eight hundred enemies, and lose one thousand."

The warlock in white sneered.

He was mocking Zhao Shou, the sub-sage Ruguan and the Rushen Carving Knife sealed themselves, and the words were spoken three times and then ended. In the next battle, this great Confucian could display very little combat power.

As for the ancestor of the Martial Arts League, although the vulgar martial artist has a strong attack, he has a lot of ways to deal with it. Moreover, the old man is not in good condition and cannot personally fight the enemy.

For Warlocks, this is a huge exploitable vulnerability.

The warlock in white made a formula with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Get up!"

The stone plate vibrated "rumble" and floated up into the air. On the surface of the stone plate, the peerless formation that had been cut through two-thirds began to shrink and repair itself, describing a simplified version of the "peerless formation".

Although it is not as powerful as the formation just now, it is like an exhausted warrior breathing back. Compared with the broken state, its breath is stronger and more complete. Those lost abilities, such as teleportation, such as imprisonment, are all repaired at this moment.

For a high-grade warlock, repairing a broken formation is the most basic ability, just like a monk sitting in meditation, a Taoist spirit wandering, the basic skills in the system.

However, at this moment, the warlock in white saw Zhao Shou stretching out his hand calmly, with the palm facing him, and said in a deep voice:

"In this world, formations are not allowed."

As soon as the words fell, the floating stone plate quickly cracked, and the formations were extinguished, losing their divine power. With just this sentence, this small and peerless formation was weakened by 50%.

It was difficult for the white-clothed warlock to manipulate the stone plate to float into the air, and fell together with it and Xu Qi'an on it.

At the same time, a unparalleled saber intent slashed fiercely on the back of the white-clothed warlock from behind.

The white-clothed warlock let out a muffled grunt, the flesh and blood on his back split open, and large streams of fresh blood leaked out.

Since his appearance, he was finally, finally injured, and because this is the sword intent of a warrior, the killing power is stronger and more terrifying than other systems of the same level.

The white-clothed warlock staggered back and distanced himself from Xu Qi'an. At this moment, he no longer dared to face the tail of the nine-tailed fox.

A series of saber intents emerged from the void, the old man of the Wulin League didn't talk about martial ethics, and was ready to beat the dog in the water.

Seeing this, Zhao Shou grabbed Xu Erlang's shoulders to prevent him from jumping up to check on his nephew, and led him away quickly.

"To be precise, it means killing one thousand enemies and harming oneself by eight hundred."

Zhao Shou retorted.

Previously, the method he used to break the formation was not actually saying the law, but Wei Yuan's sense of righteousness. .

It is purely misleading the white warlock.

This insignificant detail has now become the key player in deciding the outcome.

Zhao Shou sighed inwardly, remembering Wei Yuan's visit to Qingyun Mountain alone before he left for the expedition.

That time, Wei Yuan saw the stone tablet in the Yasheng Temple; that time, Wei Yuan left some of his blood pills; and that time, Wei Yuan cooperated with him and asked him to record the meaning of "breaking the formation".

At that time, Wei Yuan didn't fully understand the plan of the white-clothed warlock, and he didn't even know the existence of the character Xu Dalang. The cause and effect between the two were too small, and Wei Yuan couldn't gain insight into a person who was shielded by the secret technique and had little relationship with him.

But he reviewed Xu Qi'an's various encounters, and with his counselor's intuition, he predicted that Xu Qi'an would have big troubles in the future.

"I hope it can be useful to him. I can't protect him all the time. There is always a time for the young eagle to soar high."

Zhao Shou heard what Wei Yuan said at that time.

For this kid, Wei Yuan can be regarded as exhausted.

In the distance, the warlock in white took out the healing elixir from the sachet, and walked calmly, shuttling through layers of knife intents, away from the encirclement of the "knife mountain".

At this moment, the saber intent slashed by the ancestors of the Wulin League seems to have lost its target.

Xu Dalang, a sorcerer in white, shielded himself, making the ancestors of the Wulin League forget him for a short time.

After taking the elixir, he felt the power of the medicine spread in his body, pulled out the saber intent that was running around, and said to Xu Qi'an with a smile:

"I already understand the relationship between Shenshu and Wanyao Kingdom. Although Princess Wanyao's attack method surprised me, I am prepared for her as an enemy.

"A son is a son after all. If you want to fight with Lao Tzu, it's far away."

While speaking, the effect of shielding the heavenly secrets passed.

After shielding the secret, the person involved cannot appear in front of outsiders, otherwise the technique will automatically fail.

The "outsiders" are enemies, numerous bystanders, and more than three relatives or people with deep karma.

The people present either have a deep causal relationship with him, or they are enemies.

Therefore, the technique of shielding heaven's secrets can only last for a very short time and cannot be used repeatedly.

In the void, saber intents emerged again, attacking the white-clothed warlock.

However, at this moment, the world turned pale.

Fading in the true sense, all the colors faded at this moment and turned into black and white, including Xu Qi'an, Zhao Shou and others, as well as the white-clothed warlock.

In this colorless world, only one person has his own color.

A female Bodhisattva in a white cassock with black hair like a waterfall.

"Colorless. Dharma. Appearance."

Zhao Shou said these words at an extremely slow speed.

One of the Nine Dharma Aspects of Buddhism and one of the Nine Bodhisattvas.

No form!

"I, day, you, mom, er, Xu, da, lang." A national curse slowly flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind.

He felt that his body and mind were stuck in a quagmire. It took a long time for a thought to emerge, and he couldn't move his body.

The Buddha Gate made a move. The Buddha Gate made a move. The magician in white borrowed the magic nail, so he must have told the Buddha Gate about the existence of Shenshu. With the relationship between the Buddha Gate and Shenshu, how could he not make a move.

These thoughts slowly flashed through Xu Qi'an's mind.

Then, he heard old, slow, curse words in Jianzhou dialect coming from the void.

The old man of the Wulin League was also forced to swear.

The dean, Zhao Shou, must be scolding his mother in anger now, right? Xu Qi'an just thought this in his heart, when he heard Zhao Shou's angry, slow voice:

"Honestly, my mother's displeasure!"

what does it mean! Xu Qi'an didn't understand for a moment.

"You didn't lie to me, Shenshu is really in his body, very good, this is very good."

The voice of the female bodhisattva is pleasant to the ear, but it is not mixed with emotion, and there is no ups and downs:

"You take back your luck, and I take away Shenshu, but Xu Qi'an can't die. He has a deep karma with my Buddhism, and he is the key person to resolve the conflict between Mahayana and Mahayana Buddhism today."

She raised her hand and wiped it lightly.

The white-clothed warlock regained his color and his ability to speak fluently, saying: "After the luck is taken out, he will die."

The female Bodhisattva with bare feet like snow said lightly:

"So you can't take luck now, follow me to the Buddhist gate, and wait for me to reshape a Buddha body for him, then you can take away luck."

Huh, it doesn't sound like my ending was too miserable Xu Qi'an slowly turned his thoughts.

The warlock in white fell silent.

The female bodhisattva's silver-like voice said: "After reshaping the Buddha, he will empty the four elements, and he will not take revenge on you."

Sincerely, my mother's displeasure!

Xu Qi'an was shocked, and the sense of crisis surged again. He could tell that becoming a Buddhist disciple would end up no better than death.

All four are empty, it is better to die.

The warlock in white immediately nodded: "Okay."

The female bodhisattva turned her head and looked at Xu Qi'an, and a burst of Buddha's light popped out from her fingers. The pale golden Buddha's light shuttled through the black and white world and shot into Xu Qi'an's body.

The illusory fox tail chichi smoked green smoke, like the white snow meeting the sun.

"Ah!"

In the void, a woman's soft and charming voice sounded disdainful.

"Jianzheng, the big fish has taken the bait, what are you waiting for?"

The soft female voice said lightly.

After the voice fell, a figure stood out in the distant sky.

White clothes like snow, white hair and white beard.

He stands high in the sky, like a god who dominates this world.

When the prison finally arrived, Xu Qi'an was relieved.

"Liu Li!"

Jianzheng's tone was calm, but his voice was like rolling thunder. He said in a deep voice, "If you enter my Dafeng territory without permission, you will be beheaded!"

At this moment, he seemed to establish a connection with the rules in the dark, and was recognized by the rules.

He acted in the name of the patron saint of Dafeng, and did not touch the matter of revealing the secrets of heaven.

The prisoner stretched out his hand and grabbed a bronze plate from the void. The sun, moon, mountains and rivers were engraved on the back of the plate, and the heavenly stems and earthly branches were engraved on the front. As soon as it appeared, the whole world boiled.

The colorless realm suddenly shattered.

The female Bodhisattva frowned slightly, and the white cassock was instantly stained red with blood.

The female bodhisattva is being dealt with by the prisoner, but the white-clothed magician is still capable of stopping them, at most returning to the previous situation.

He faced Zhao Shou who could no longer fight, the old man of the Wulin League who was in poor condition, and the nine-tailed fox who had been baptized by Buddha's light.

But at this moment, Jianzheng's attack and the appearance of the Tianji Disk forcibly broke the rules set by Zhao Shou, and the magic weapon can be used, and the formation can be used.

The patterns on the feet of the white-clothed warlock flickered, and his figure flickered as he approached Xu Qi'an.

Losing the shackles of the colorless realm, Xu Qi'an regained the ability to move freely. He looked at the white-clothed warlock and said:

"Do you want to taste the taste of luck backlash?"

The white-clothed warlock was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically. The formations under his feet spread, one after another, covering Xu Qi'an.

He drives the magic weapon, and the effects of conferring gods, confinement, and refining are superimposed.

With a single brain, it all fell on Xu Qi'an.

But Xu Qi'an was faster than him. He spit out a piece of paper folded into small squares from his mouth, clamped it between his fingertips, and stabbed it hard into his abdomen, leaving a big hole dripping with blood, transparent front and back.

Curse killing technique!

Xu Qi'an's vitality rapidly weakened and he was on the verge of death.

There are two forms of curse killing. The first one is to obtain the target's blood, hair, and even close-fitting clothes and objects, and use this as a medium to launch curse killing.

After reaching the third-rank realm, one can curse and kill in the air without any medium, but the effect is greatly reduced.

Another form is to curse the target at the cost of one's own flesh and blood.

The premise is that the enemy has caused enough damage to you not long ago.

Warlock in white perfectly fits the latter condition.

puff!

The warlock in white sprayed blood wildly, and large streams of blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, causing severe injuries in an instant.

His indifferent face finally had a look of shock and anger.

Xu Qi'an laughed hoarsely and said: "Originally this move was used to kill you, I have been enduring it to no avail, and planned to strike at a critical moment. I didn't expect you to collude with the Buddhist Bodhisattva, it's a pity.

"I summoned the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox for another purpose, that is, she can restore my ability to move, so that I can cast the curse-killing technique."

Before that, his body was restrained by the white-clothed warlock, and he couldn't move at all.

"Try the curse-killing technique of a person with great luck, and taste the backlash of luck, you bastard who is not a son of man."

Xu Qi'an laughed wantonly.

Formation patterns surged under the white-clothed warlock's feet, leading him to teleport one after another, and fled without giving the nine-tailed sky fox a chance to kill.

He left without hesitation, as if he felt the threat of death.

PS: There are a lot of things to do today, I don’t have time to code at 4 pm, and I have to go to the hospital for a nucleic acid test tomorrow. Because I will attend an author gathering on the 19th, and I will be out of town for many days. For this reason, I still have a lot of things to prepare for tomorrow. To be honest, during the serialization period, I hated these activities very much.

But I have to go, some things can't be pushed away.