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Chapter 212 Strange Statue

However, the ghost-faced scorpion that appeared later was a first-level demon insect, the size of a millstone, and had no wings.

Yan Guang's mouth twitched, and he turned around and ran without saying a word.

The smarter ones among the crowd also ran away, while some clumsier ones were still waiting for the leader to speak and see how to deal with it.

In such a moment of distraction, the scorpions had already surged over like a tide.

The ghost-faced scorpion is a demon insect unique to the Qingdi Valley. Its toxicity is not particularly strong, but it is extremely strong. Its giant pincers can easily cut people off, and its tail sting can penetrate gold and stone.

The ghost-faced scorpion also has a natural magical power, which can hide and move with the ghost's Yin Qi, appearing and disappearing, making it hard to guard against. Once the ghost-faced scorpion is promoted to the second level, it can also grow wings and become a ghost-faced flying scorpion, which is even more terrifying.

The ghost-faced scorpion has a place in the list of several most hated monsters for the treasure-hunting monks in the valley.

There were at least thousands of scorpions in this large group, including a second-level demon insect leader, and the human race had only dozens of people. How could they resist?

Everyone in the square screamed in unison, and they didn't care about picking up the black crystals on the ground. They just regretted that their parents had given them one less leg, and they all ran north.

The square was in chaos. Following the crowd were not ghost-faced scorpions, but horned wolves that had just fought a life-and-death battle with the human race. They also fled in panic.

The ghost-faced scorpions were not as smart as the horned wolves. They didn't care that they were also from the Yin beast clan. They took advantage of the ghost Yin aura and kept teleporting. They quickly caught up with the horned wolves behind the team and pounced on them to bite them. The horned wolves howled and struggled to bite back. However, there were only a hundred horned wolves left, and they were soon drowned in the tide-like scorpion sea.

Wan Feng and Yan Guang had the highest cultivation level, saw the opportunity first, and ran the farthest. In half an incense stick of time, the two had run out of the square and came to the building complex in the north.

Yan Guang knew that there were many traps in the Qingdi Valley, and many of them were still effective. He hurriedly stopped and looked up. A majestic palace blocked the way ahead. There was a corridor on each side of the palace, and it was unknown where it led to.

Yan Guang looked at Wan Feng next to him. Wan Feng also stopped and took out a magic plate from his storage bag and looked at it intently.

Yan Guang had to lower his status at this time and said politely, "Friend Wan, do you see any tricks?" Wan Feng hissed, indicating that he should not disturb him.

Yan Guang could not ask any more questions, so he could only look back. In the distance, many cultivators screamed and ran wildly, and behind them, ghost fog filled the sky, and a dark group of scorpions chased them closely.

At this moment, the horned wolves had been slaughtered by the ghost-faced scorpions, and only the human cultivators were left.

During the chase, from time to time, a larger ghost-faced scorpion would teleport with the help of the ghostly aura, and catch up with the disciple who was running at the back. The huge pincers clamped the disciple and threw him back. The disciple screamed heartbreakingly and was drowned in the scorpion tide.

Even though Yan Guang was fierce, he felt a chill down his spine when he saw this scene.

Looking at Wan Feng again, he held the magic disk tightly in his right hand and kept injecting magic power into it. The black magic disk was now shining with green light.

At this time, a number of human cultivators ran up to him, panting and asking, "Master Yan, what should we do?" "This damn place is so dark that we can't even fly in the air. What should we do?" "Let's go quickly. With so many ghost-faced scorpions, you and I can't handle them."

Yan Guang was also anxious. Seeing that the scorpions were getting closer and closer, Wan Feng didn't say a word, so he couldn't help but shout, "How do we go? Tell me quickly."

Wan Feng was sweating profusely, and his hands couldn't help but tremble. Suddenly, a red dot flashed on the magic plate, and Wan Feng said in ecstasy, "Go to the right!"

Yan Guang pulled Wan Feng, and a group of cultivators behind him surrounded the two of them and ran wildly down the corridor on the right.

This corridor was only ten feet wide, and a bunch of people wanted to rush forward, fearing that they would be caught up by the ghost-faced scorpions if they were left behind, so they pushed and shoved each other.

Yan Guang said angrily, "Whoever dares to push again, I will throw him into the scorpions." Everyone was shocked by his ferocity and dared not to push again.

Yan Guang said, "Fellow Daoist Wan, please lead the way."

Wan Feng saw that there were people from the Sword Test Villa on both sides. Only four of the ten Qi-refining disciples of the Nine Talisman Sect escaped by chance, and the others were killed by the Yin beasts. He sighed in his heart.

He held the magic disk in his hand and walked in front. The road was winding and there were houses and pavilions on both sides. It was unknown what the specific place was.

After walking seven or eight hundred steps, the red dot in the magic disk stopped moving. Wan Feng said happily, "We are here."

Yan Guang looked up and saw a stone temple in front of him. The area was not large. Judging from the appearance, it seemed to be a temple. He asked in doubt, "Fellow Daoist Wan, where is this?"

Wan Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know where this is."

Yan Guang couldn't help but curse, "You don't know? What do you mean by you said you have arrived?"

Wan Feng was furious. You are only in the middle stage of foundation building, okay? It's all thanks to me leading the way and saving your lives. Why are you yelling at me!

He suppressed his anger and asked, "Friend Yan, with so many ghost-faced scorpions following you, do you have a plan to escape?" Yan Guang said, "Of course I don't."

Someone in the crowd said, "Isn't it said that Yin beasts are extremely low in intelligence? Why don't we use invisibility talismans and hide ourselves? The ghost-faced scorpions can't see us and will naturally scatter."

Wan Feng sneered, "Although Yin beasts are extremely low in intelligence, their sense of smell is extremely sensitive. Invisibility talismans are indeed very useful for dealing with sporadic Yin beasts, but there are thousands of ghost-faced scorpions now. If you can deceive one, can you deceive a hundred or a thousand? What's more, there are twenty or thirty of us, and the yang energy of living people is very strong..."

Yan Guang interrupted, "You've been talking for so long, what's the solution? What's the matter with this broken temple?"

Wan Feng said, "I think the ghost-faced scorpion came from the south, blocking our way out of the valley. There is also a no-fly restriction here. Hiding in the building complex is not a solution. The only feasible way is to go down to the underground palace."

Yan Guang applauded, "Not bad, not bad! The magic disk you used earlier was to find the position and shape, and the red dot is the entrance to the underground palace?"

Wan Feng said, "That's right. The red light entrance is inside this building."

"Very good, very good, Brother Wan has worked hard, then let's go quickly."

When everyone heard that the escape exit was in this temple, they were so excited that they rushed forward, pushed open the temple door, and rushed in.

This temple is not big, with four large pillars inside. Except for a shrine in the middle, it is empty and there is nothing. Moreover, this temple only has a front door, no back door, and not even a window.

But what surprised everyone was that there was someone in the temple. Yan Guang was surprised and shouted, "Who is it?" The man bowed to Wan Feng, "Uncle Wan!"

"It's you! Why are you here?" Wan Feng recognized that the man was Shi Qi, an outer disciple. He had been trapped by a wolf pack before, and he threw a fire bird talisman to escape with his life. After that, he was scared and didn't participate in the snatching of the black crystal. He just ran all the way.

Shi Qi's face was still pale, and he replied, "I don't know, I ran all the way here."

Everyone thought to themselves, this kid is lucky. If he had been outside before, with his fifth level of Qi Refining, he would have died by now.

Wan Feng nodded, not bothering to pay attention to Shi Qi. He held the magic plate and began to look for the entrance. The temple was not big, and he had turned around in a moment, but he didn't find any tunnel entrance. Wan Feng's brows were twisted together again.

Yan Guang's heart was hanging in the air, and he shouted, "Don't just stand there, help look for it together." The people from the Yuncheng branch responded loudly and scattered around the hall to search.

However, these people had not learned the mechanical array, so they could only rely on their naked eyes and spiritual sense to observe, and at most knock around to see if there was any empty sound echo.

After searching in such a chaotic way, they still found nothing. Seeing Wan Feng's face as gloomy as water, Yan Guang couldn't help but get anxious and said, "Did you make a mistake with the magic plate? Where is the entrance? Now there is no time to delay, those ghost-faced scorpions will be here in a blink of an eye."

Wan Feng was always anxious. While searching, he did not forget to scan the outside of the hall with his spiritual sense, and felt that the ghost-faced yin energy in the south was getting heavier and closer.

Apparently, the ghost-faced scorpion chased to the end of the square. Due to the many forks in the road, it was temporarily dispersed, but the yin beast was very sensitive to the breath of the human race. His group stayed in this broken temple and did not leave. The breath was gradually detected by the ghost-faced scorpion, so it surrounded them from all directions again.

The man in blue at the Yuncheng branch couldn't help but say, "Brother Yan, if we can't find the entrance to the tunnel here, let's get out quickly. After all, there are many ways outside. This broken temple is a place of execution. If we are surrounded, it will be a disaster!"

Sweat beads also seeped out of Yan Guang's bald forehead. Although there is a way out, it is also a life-and-death situation to face the tide of ghost-faced scorpions. His forehead veins bulged, and he couldn't help cursing, "Wan, you actually brought me to death. I'll throw you out to feed the scorpions later."

Wan Feng was anxious and angry. Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, he suddenly heard someone say, "Uncle Wan, come and take a look. This statue is very strange."

The speaker was Shi Qi.

Wan Feng said unhappily, "What's so strange about the statue?"

Shi Qiyi lifted the curtain in front of the altar, revealing a stone statue on the bluestone platform. The statue was indeed a bit strange. It was not a real immortal or Buddha, but a monster. It was as big as a dog, but looked a bit like a leopard, and had two pointed horns.

Wan Feng had also taken a glance at it before, "It looks a bit strange, but forget it!" Shi Qi said, "Uncle, this statue's base seems to have some meaning, could it be related to the passage?"

Wan Feng once used a magic disc to sweep the shrine, but did not feel anything, so he shook his head and said, "Impossible! Although I don't know what is enshrined in this shrine, it should be the sacred beast worshipped by the Jinque Sect, and the entrance passage is often opened for walking. If the shrine is moved every time, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the gods?"

He said this, but still walked over and glanced casually. When he saw it, he was stunned and shouted suddenly, "Dismantle the hexagram! Dismantle the hexagram! This is the entrance!"

Yan Guang and others were discussing how to fight out of the ruined temple and break through the siege. Hearing this, they were overjoyed and all gathered around. They saw that on the bluestone platform, under the feet of the stone statue of the sacred beast, there was a six-foot square hexagram.

Because the hexagram was covered with thick dust, it was not visible to the naked eye, and the divine sense could not detect any abnormalities, but it was discovered by this Qi-refining disciple "accidentally".

Yan Guang came over and waved his hand. The dust was blown away by the strong wind, revealing a dark green stone platform, "So the mechanism is here, can you solve it, fellow Daoist Wan?"

Wan Feng thought to himself, you just said you would throw me out to feed the ghost-faced scorpion, and now you have changed your face, what a mean person!

However, the ghost-faced scorpion was approaching, and escaping was the most important thing. He didn't care about it and nodded, "It's not difficult to crack this hexagram, but it will take some time. Fellow Daoist Yan, time is the most critical now. I'm afraid that the ghost-faced scorpion will arrive in a blink of an eye. Can you have someone guard the temple gate?"

Yan Guang was overjoyed when he heard that he could solve it, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry about this!" Turning to the man in green, he said, "Mu San, I have just checked this temple carefully. The roof and walls are all three-foot-thick bluestone strips, which are tightly fitted and extremely solid. The ghost-faced scorpion can only enter through the main gate. You and your men guard the temple gate tightly and don't let the Yin beast in. I will work with fellow Taoist Wan to crack the mechanism here."

The man in green, Mu San, responded yes and led his men to the temple gate.

Wan Feng thought, what kind of bullshit mechanism do you know? It's just that you are worried and are watching me here.

He naturally wouldn't reveal anything, and took out the magic plate, compass needle, talisman, copper gui and other items from the storage bag and began to crack the hexagram diagram.

The eight trigrams are divided into eight positions of "Qian Kun Xun Zhen Kan Li Gen Dui", which are all-encompassing and can refer to time, direction, things, etc.

Breaking the Bagua diagram is the basic homework for the inner disciples of the Jiufu Sect, but the Bagua diagram also has different levels of difficulty. If it is just a simple change, there are only eight possibilities, that is, anyone who has not learned the art of the talisman array can decipher it after spending some time, but from one change to eight changes, the changes are becoming more and more complicated, and the final eight changes are beyond the talisman array master's ability to decipher for a while.

Fortunately, this is just the entrance passage, not a treasure room, and the hexagram diagram is not complicated.

Wan Feng took a look and recognized that this hexagram diagram is based on "shape objects" as the puzzle, among which "Qian represents the sky, Kun represents the earth, Xun represents the wind, Zhen represents thunder, Kan represents water, Li represents fire, Gen represents the mountain, and Dui represents the marsh".

The hexagram diagram depicts a piece of wind, rain and mountains, using four hexagrams and three groups, with a total of 32 possible combinations.

Wan Feng did not dare to try rashly, for fear that if he made a mistake, the entrance would be completely sealed, so he took out the copper scepter and tested it bit by bit along the periphery of the hexagram diagram.

As Wan Feng slowly cracked the mechanism, the ghost fog outside the temple became thicker and thicker. Even the Qi-refining disciples could feel it. The roof outside the door rustled, and countless ghost-faced scorpions rushed in, surrounding the entire temple.

I don’t know what kind of stone this temple is made of. It seems to have the ability to suppress Yin beasts. Although the ghost-faced scorpions crawled all over the temple, they dared not directly hit the stone wall.

In this way, the temple door became the only entrance. The breath of the human race inside had already angered the ghost-faced scorpions. After a while, the ghost-faced scorpions had already rushed to the temple door, waving their two large pincers and rushing in.

Mu San and his men had already formed a formation at the door. When they saw the ghost-faced scorpion appear, they immediately took out all the magic weapons, shining brightly, and sprayed towards the ghost-faced scorpion that rushed in.

The ghost-faced scorpion’s body was extremely hard. It was hit by an ordinary magic weapon, but it turned over and attacked again.