Nine Heavens

In the pitch-black night, there is a full moon in the sky, with icy colors floating around.

When this icy color passes through the gaps in the clouds and mists of Xiaotian Peak, it shoots into the silent Wangchen Palace, making the Wangchen Palace look more vast, desolate, and lonely.

Liu Qianlang drew a red arc, and carefully explored the palaces, but apart from ruined walls and desolation, he spent several hours and still found nothing.

However, when he entered an area of ​​strange tower buildings, Liu Qianlang suddenly looked up and found a faint aura that seemed to be shining in a very high tower. Maybe they were there?

While wondering, Liu Qianlang shot towards the height of the tower. As the distance narrowed, a divine tower with a diameter of several hundred feet appeared in sight, and the highest floor inside the divine tower was faintly shining with light.

For the sake of prudence, Liu Qianlang didn't rush in, but circled around the tower for several times, and at the same time released his consciousness to carefully analyze the structure and internal structure of the tower.

After some analysis, Liu Qianlang found that the tower is divided into 108 floors, each floor is more than ten feet high, and its appearance is octagonal. Each floor and each corner is hung with an ancient sculpture carved with strange patterns. bell.

These ancient clocks hummed delicately in the night wind. The humming sounds of the eight hundred and sixty-four ancient clocks cooperate together to form a strange barrel-shaped sound wall seal.

Liu Qianlang inspected the brightest part of the highest spire, and cast a powerful spiritual consciousness technique. Two dazzling white lights shot out from his eyes, covering the entire spire of the divine tower under the white light.

After many times of probing and analyzing with the Divine Consciousness Technique, Liu Qianlang finally tore a weak spot of the seal, and then let out a ray of Divine Consciousness to get in immediately.

At the central position inside the spire, Liu Qianlang finally found the ten thousand fellow disciples that the woman in pink said.

I saw them sitting cross-legged, divided into thirteen circles, the smallest circle was 100 people, the largest circle was 1,300 people, and the smallest circle was 900 people. Lamp, surrounded by countless bubble-like things, flashing faint light blue, bumping and jumping with each other.

After counting, it was found that there were more than ten thousand of them, and they were all in a larger bubble above a magic lamp.

All of them were facing out of the tower, holding the same magic formula with both hands, staring with their eyes, and their faces were ashen ashes.

Sensing the existence of the disciples of the same school, Liu Qianlang strengthened his divine consciousness again, tore the gap in the seal a little wider, and then shot it in strangely.

Floating in the dark space, Liu Qianlang looked at the powerful lineup of more than ten thousand members of the same family sitting cross-legged together. After analysis, he found that it turned out to be a turtle-breathing formation. It has been read in the sacred scriptures of Wu Zun, and it is called the Wandering Soul Turtle's Breath Formation.

To build this formation, more than ten thousand people's primordial spirits need to be condensed at the position of the soul-concentrating lamp in the center of the formation, and each other's minds are connected, and no distracting thoughts are allowed. , everyone will enter the state of cessation of thoughts, which is almost the same as death.

This kind of formation is a kind of thaumaturgy that confuses the enemy for a short time. If the soul of the person who set up the formation is not called back in time, it will slowly damage the organic body, and even the soul cannot return to its original position due to the damage of the body. became true death.

As for how long the physical body can last, it depends on the physique of the people participating in the formation.

For ordinary people, the few can last for three days and three nights, and the many can last for nine to ten days. But for some strange people and strangers, there is no conclusion.

If you want to awaken the souls of the people who participated in the formation of the wandering souls and tortoises, and return them to their positions, only one kind of person can do it, that is, they are well versed in this formation, and have the power to surpass the souls of all the people who participated in the formation Only those with a strong soul can do it, otherwise, there is only one fate waiting for the wandering soul to rest, even if there are people, death.

According to what the pink-clothed woman said when Liu Qianlang left, there should be only one explanation for the reason why more than ten thousand members of the same sect formed such a strange and deadly formation, that is, they did not want two lava fire dragons to devour their primordial spirit.

In the face of the powerful lava fire dragon, it is obviously not enough to rely on personal strength, so I thought of this formation.

After some thought, Liu Qianlang glanced from the outer circle to the inner circle one by one over the empty and dull eyes of his colleagues, and then fell on the magic lamp that had been swaying for more than a hundred years. At this moment, the flame was only the size of a bean. It is very weak and may be wiped out at any time.

"When the magic lamp goes out, the Dharma God dies."

This is the repeated warning of the ancient coconut country about this formation.

It means that as soon as the magic lamp floating above the center of the Wandering Soul Turtle Breathing Formation is extinguished, the Dharma God formed by the condensed primordial spirits of more than ten thousand people will also collapse.

In this way, more than ten thousand souls who are not restrained will be scattered and scattered, and their spiritual power will be exhausted and shattered. Naturally, those who participated in the formation also died.

Liu Qianlang didn't have time to think about it, so he jumped out of the formation, floated cross-legged and sat facing the southwest, took out a thing called soul-inducing gong within a few days, and began to bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang From dense to dense, from slow to urgent, from small to large, from clear to noisy, and at the same time countless golden words of strange formulas jumped out of the mouth.

Accompanied by Liu Qianlang's strange actions, the originally weak light of the magic lamp in the center of the Wandering Soul Turtle's Breathing Formation gradually became stronger, and then burst into a burst of divine light, covering all the people in the formation under the divine light .

At the same time, the faces of fellow disciples in the formation also slowly turned pale from dead gray, and then covered with a faint rosy. The empty and dull eyes had some color at some point.

Seeing this, Liu Qianlang was overjoyed, and continued to hit Yinhunluo more intensively. At the same time, he watched closely the light blue bubbles around the magic lamp, and released a powerful entanglement technique, blocking the surrounding space tightly. , to ensure that all primordial spirits will not escape in all directions when they are about to be awakened.

The shell of the Fashen became thinner and thinner under the repeated squeeze of Liu Yanlang Yinhunluo's powerful Luo Yin profound energy, and finally burst with a pop.

As soon as the Fashen bubble burst, more than ten thousand Yuanshen bubbles cheered and drifted away in all directions in an instant. However, under the control of Liu Qianlang's grasping technique, they were bounced back one by one.

At this time, Liu Qianlang suddenly shouted loudly:

"Searching for the primordial spirit!"

Then I saw countless light blue bubbles of different sizes in a mess, floating towards the heads of more than ten thousand fellow students.

After a long time, above the void above the heads of more than ten thousand members of the same sect, there was a light blue bubble, with a faint color flickering, floating there.

Liu Qianlang took a quick glance and found that there was nothing missing, followed by another cold shout:

"Wangxu returns to its place!" Then I saw that more than ten thousand blue bubbles instantly turned into a blue light, and drilled from the top of their heads into the bodies of their fellow disciples below.

At this moment, Liu Qianlang looked again, and found that the faces of all his fellow disciples were once again covered with the aura of the living, but because of a hundred years of solidification, it was difficult for the flexible soul and the rigid body to reach the state of freedom in a short time.

Finally the summoning was successful, Liu Qianlang put away the spirit lure, floated and stood in front of the fellow disciples with a smile on his face, and then wiped the palms of both hands.

An incomparably clear dragon's eye appeared in the palm of the hand. The brilliance of the dragon's eye shone, and through the fingers, it shot out Taoist rays of light, reflecting the entire space extremely brightly.

Liu Qianlang kept stroking with both hands. With the stroking, the dragon's eye gradually grew bigger and its brilliance became stronger and stronger. When it reached the size of a basketball, Liu Qianlang changed to holding it with one palm. Bright and clear dragon eyes.

Then, Liu Qianlang continued to break away from the dragon eye with one palm, and wrapped around the dragon eye and rotated continuously. After repeating this for a while, the dragon eye slowly rose, and soon hovered at a height of more than ten feet above Liu Qianlang's head. A smile appeared on the corner of Qianlang's mouth.

Prompted by his thoughts, Longyan cheered, danced strangely, and then shot into the center of the tens of thousands of fellow disciples who were still sitting cross-legged.

Then an incomparably powerful myriad of dark blue divine lights flashed, quietly covering the faces of all the fellow disciples.

At the same time, he kept seeing powerful spiritual power continuously shooting out from the dragon eyes, slowly melting into the bodies of more than ten thousand fellow disciples.

With the injection of spiritual power, the pairs of eyes shrouded by the dark blue light began to gradually become clear, and some eyelashes even flickered a little.

Under the urging of Liu Qianlang, the dragon eye continued to release the powerful spiritual power contained in it, but at the same time, the color of the dragon eye was gradually weakening.

Seeing the constantly weakening dragon eyes, Liu Qianlang's heart aches. For some reason, Liu Qianlang thinks that he is not a greedy person, but his desire to have dragon eyes is far beyond his expectations.

It stands to reason that I already have four dragon eyes, which is something that the entire world of cultivating immortals dare not even think about, but I have no intention of being satisfied at all.

Did he become greedy, Liu Qianlang asked himself.

If it weren't for the special situation today, Liu Qianlang would never have used the dragon eye to save people, even though this dragon eye was a gift from the woman in pink, and it was a windfall.

When he finally saw the originally incomparably clear dragon's eye in the void, slowly losing its color and bursting with a bang, Liu Qianlang's heart felt as painful as cutting flesh.

Standing still in the space of the restored pitch-black tower, I felt an unprecedented sense of reluctance.

"Who are you!"

Liu Qianlang, who was lost in thought, suddenly heard a calm question from a distance.

Liu Qianlang followed the prestige, and suddenly found that the tens of thousands of classmates who had been sitting cross-legged had stood up at some point, and all of them were covered with a layer of protective energy of various colors, and all of them had green eyes. He looked at himself warily.

Amidst the bulging colors of the body-guarding qi, Liu Qianlang gradually saw the person who made the voice clearly, and saw a thin old man in blue standing among the crowd of thousands of people.

Liu Qianlang raised his head, stared at more than ten thousand fellow students for a while, then looked at the old man and said calmly:

"Senior, please make amends, I am a new disciple of Xiaotian Peak who just entered the school recently, and I worship under Senior Fufeng's sect.

Because when I was practicing two days ago, I suddenly saw two jet-black strange dragons fighting with a white-clothed fairy in Tianyu. I was so curious, so I searched layer after layer and came here.

Sorry to disturb you seniors, please forgive me! "

The thin old man twirled his beard and looked carefully at Liu Qianlang. He found that the other party had clear eyes and a calm face. He was dressed in white new disciple clothes, and there was indeed a Huanxin Bead, the unique symbol of the peak master Fufeng Daoist disciples, hanging on his waist. With a pure and weak appearance, it didn't seem like she was lying, so she nodded slightly.

When he heard the other party say that a white-clothed immortal shot into the tower, he immediately thought that it was this white-clothed immortal who awakened himself and everyone from the same sect.

"Isn't it the wandering soul that you awakened?"

The thin old man asked tentatively again.