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Chapter 213 Fire Crow Cauldron and Petrification Talisman

If it were on flat ground, thousands of ghost-faced scorpions would rush over, and these twenty or thirty cultivators would all die in an instant.

But the human cultivators have the advantage of terrain at this moment. The temple gate is only ten feet high and seven feet wide. The scorpions are not small, and only four or five can squeeze into the door at the same time.

The three foundation builders in the temple and a group of Qi refiners used their magical powers to block the ghost-faced scorpions outside the door.

Yan Guang stood in front of the shrine, observing the battle outside the door while keeping a close eye on Wan Feng's every move.

Wan Feng hunched over, lying on the stone platform. He looked at the magic plate from time to time and adjusted the blocks on the hexagram with his hands.

A cup of tea passed, and the hexagram still had no reaction.

Dozens of ghost-faced scorpion corpses have accumulated in front of the temple gate. The demon core of the ghost-faced scorpion is hidden in the tail hook. However, unlike the horned wolf, the tail hook of the ghost-faced scorpion will not fall off automatically after it dies. If you want to collect the black crystal, you need to cut off the tail hook with a sharp blade.

However, the battle is in full swing at this moment. The front group of ghost-faced scorpions just died, and the back group surged up. The cultivators are exhausted and have no time to collect the black crystal.

In addition, the body of the ghost-faced scorpion is hard, and ordinary magic weapons can't cut it at all. Everyone has to use high-quality magic weapons, and high-quality magic weapons consume a lot of mana. If they keep fighting like this, the cultivators will inevitably run out of mana and be slaughtered by the ghost-faced scorpion.

Yan Guang saw that the situation was not favorable to his side, and he was anxious, but he didn't dare to urge him, for fear of distracting Wan Feng.

Fortunately, after a while, Wan Feng stepped back a few steps, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "It's done!" Yan Guangxi said, "Is it done?"

Wan Feng nodded, and with his right hand, a spell was cast on the hexagram diagram, shining with light, and the four groups of dark hexagrams seemed to come alive, and there was a sound of mechanism turning under the stone platform, and the whole hall was slightly shaken.

The monks at the door heard the conversation between the two, cheered in unison, and retreated one after another. They all wanted to leave one step earlier, after all, staying behind meant death.

Shi Feng sighed: This former Nine Alliance, now the Yuncheng branch, is no wonder it can't become a great thing. Although the cultivation of the gang members is not bad, they are purely a mob.

Wan Feng looked back and turned pale, shouting, "Why is there no one guarding the door?? Asshole! I just solved the hexagram, but it will take time for the mechanism to open!"

But it was too late for him to say this. The monks of the Yuncheng branch of the Sword Test Villa thought that the entrance to the passage had been opened, and they rushed to the shrine, and the defense line at the door collapsed in an instant.

Fortunately, the ghost-faced scorpions were too low in intelligence. When everyone retreated, they did not rush in at once. Only a few ghost-faced scorpions at the door were squeezed in by their companions behind.

Yan Guang was furious. He saw that four or five ghost-faced scorpions had already rushed into the hall, and the first of the four sets of hexagrams here had just slowly emitted a faint light. It seemed that it would take at least a cup of tea for all four sets of hexagrams to be fully activated.

And once thousands of ghost-faced scorpions rushed in, I am afraid that everyone would be torn to pieces within a few dozen breaths.

Yan Guang's eyes turned red. He roared, stretched out his hands and grabbed two Qi-refining disciples who rushed to the shrine, grinning, "Are you going to leave? I'll take you there."

He used his hands to exert his magical power and swung them hard. The two disciples screamed and flew up like clouds, landing in the group of scorpions at the door. The two of them didn't even have time to use their protective auras before they were attacked and torn apart by the surrounding ghost-faced scorpions.

The noisy crowd realized that the exit passage had not yet been opened, and Yan Guang was furious again. He turned around and attacked the ghost-faced scorpions in a hurry.

But once the defense line collapsed, it was not possible to reorganize it in a hurry. The four or five ghost-faced scorpions that served as the vanguard had already occupied the temple gate, and a large wave of ghost-faced scorpions behind them moved and rushed into the hall.

Seeing the critical situation, Yan Guang roared, exerted his power with both hands, and the copper rod flew out of his hand, knocking out several ghost-faced scorpions that were rushing in from the door.

Then, Yan Guang flipped his hand, and a small tripod appeared in front of him. The small tripod was pitch black, with a wide neck and flat feet. Yan Guang bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the small tripod.

The small tripod suddenly shone with spiritual light and became more than ten times larger. At the same time, the temperature in the entire hall rose sharply, and a scorching breath came to his face.

Shi Feng was proficient in refining instruments and knew a lot about the magic instruments and treasures in the world. When he saw the appearance of the small tripod, he was shocked: the appearance of this magic instrument was exactly the same as the three-legged Golden Crow Tripod! However, the Golden Crow Tripod can emit pure yang fire, which is a magic weapon, and it is a medium-grade magic weapon. Yan Guang is only a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and he certainly can't take out or control the Golden Crow Tripod. This thing should be a replica of the Golden Crow Tripod!

The small tripod was suspended in the air. After Yan Guang chanted a few obscure spells, a red light suddenly appeared at the mouth of the tripod, and hundreds of fire crows flew out and pounced on the ghost-faced scorpion at the door.

As soon as these fire crows came into contact with the ghost-faced scorpion, they disappeared immediately.

The next moment, the thick shell of the ghost-faced scorpion began to burn, causing the ghost-faced scorpions to scream and roll on the ground desperately, but the flames would not go out.

Wan Feng was surprised and praised loudly, "What a powerful pure Yang fire, it can burn everything!"

The ghost-faced scorpion pounced on by the fire crow struggled desperately, but the flames never went out. In a moment, dozens of ghost-faced scorpions near the temple gate were all burned to charcoal.

This pure Yang fire seemed to be the nemesis of the ghost-faced scorpion. When the fire crow appeared, the ghost-faced scorpion had no resistance at all, which was beyond Yan Guang's expectation.

Yan Guang's face was very proud. He stretched out his hand and took the small tripod, saying, "My magic weapon consumes too much energy. Everyone should work together. These scorpions are afraid of fire!"

Due to the power of the fire crow, the area near the entrance of the temple was cleared. The monks took the opportunity to swarm up, with magic weapons flying, and blocked the entrance again.

Wan Feng originally had great confidence in the magical weapon he was wearing, but after seeing Yan Guang's small tripod, his eyes were full of fear.

Such a magical magical weapon would probably consume a lot of money. I wonder if Yan Guang can still use it? At that moment, Wan Feng smiled and said, "Hall Master Yan, your little cauldron is so great and it is the nemesis of the Ghost-Faced Scorpion. Why not release some fire crows to completely burn the Ghost-Faced Scorpion outside?"

Yan Guang was noncommittal, "Although my Fire Crow Cauldron is wonderful, there are endless ghost-faced scorpions outside, so we should consider the long term."

Wan Feng secretly cursed: This guy is very cunning! He looked at the Shitai mechanism and saw that the second group of hexagrams was already on. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard someone in front of him exclaim, "No! Oops!"

Wan Feng hurriedly turned around and saw the ghost-faced flying scorpion rushing towards the door outside the temple.

The Ghost-Faced Flying Scorpion did not fly in the air, but crawled over slowly like other Ghost-Faced Scorpions. It raised its pincers at the same time, and its tail hook hung over ten feet high. Previously, Senior Brother Yang was directly pierced through the chest by its hook, and then it clamped down with its pincers. Lose your head.

Wan Feng hurriedly shouted to Yan Guang, "Fellow Taoist, this scorpion is a second-order demon insect. Others can't deal with it. Friend Taoist, please use pure Yang fire."

Yan Guang ignored him and shouted, "Don't panic, everyone, block it, the passage will be opened in a moment!" After saying that, he waved his copper rod and attacked, and other people's magical weapons also rained down on the giant scorpion. fall.

The ghost-faced scorpion's shell is extremely hard, but this second-level flying scorpion is even more exaggerated. Ordinary gold and iron magic weapons are just tickling it, and only fire-type attacks can make it dodge slightly.

However, the attack power of everyone's fire spells cannot be compared with the Fire Crow Cauldron, and they cannot seriously damage this giant scorpion.

On the contrary, this giant scorpion wielded its pincers like an axe, and its tail like a whip, hitting everyone's magic weapons and sending them flying in all directions, but it forced them forward step by step.

Wan Feng shouted, "What are you waiting for? If we let it in, all the other ghost-faced scorpions will come in, and no one will survive."

Yan Guang's forehead was covered with sweat and he said angrily, "What the hell is your name? How can you just use the Fire Crow Cauldron? If you have a way, think of it quickly, otherwise we will die together!"

Wan Feng glanced at the stone platform again. At this moment, the third group of hexagrams was slowly lighting up, but the giant scorpion was already approaching the door, followed by a flood of scorpions behind it. He calculated for a moment, fearing that the passage could not be opened before the Ghost Faced Flying Scorpion attacked. In desperation, he could only take out a Fierce Sun Bead from his storage bag and join the battle group.

The two mid-stage foundation-building monks took action together, and the situation suddenly stabilized.

Wan Feng whispered, "You guys stand beside me." The remaining four disciples of the Nine Talisman Sect all came towards Wan Feng.

While Wan Feng was fighting, he looked back at the hexagram diagram. Suddenly I heard someone next to me whisper, "Uncle Wan, where are we going in a minute?" The person speaking was Shi Qi, an outer disciple who happened to have discovered the entrance to the shrine earlier.

"How to go?" Wan Feng was suddenly startled, yes! I just want to open the channel, but once it is opened, how to retreat? The ghost-faced scorpion is right behind you.

Judging from our previous experience, the guys in the Yuncheng sub-rudder are so selfish that once the passage is opened, they will be the first to flee for their lives, and no one will stay to break up the rear. Yan Guang might even take action against him and make the people from Jiufu Sect the scapegoats...

Thinking of this, Wan Feng couldn't bear it any longer. He suddenly turned his palms and a strong wind blew up. With a "bang" sound, the two temple doors were driven shut by the wind.

The outer walls of this unknown temple are made of bluestone two feet thick, which is very strong and has the ability to ward off evil beasts. However, the temple door is made of very ordinary birch wood. Although it is five or six inches thick, in front of the monk's magic weapon, it is like paper, and it is impossible to block the ghost-faced scorpion.

Yan Guang was stunned and shouted, "Why are you closing the door? Can this broken door stop the giant scorpion?" As if to add a footnote to Yan Guang's words, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a "click" and a big hole was opened in the middle of the wooden door. The scorpion's tail hook has already penetrated through the door.

Wan Feng didn't answer Yan Guang. He kept muttering in his mouth, chanting a spell, and moved his right hand. A small green talisman flew out of his palm and stuck to the wooden door with a "whoosh". A magical scene appeared!

The small talisman turned into a clear light and spread quickly. The clear light was everywhere. The wooden texture on the original door immediately turned into rocks. In an instant, the original wooden door turned into a stone wall.

The giant scorpion outside had penetrated the wooden door with its tail hook. As the hook twisted, sawdust flew, but in the blink of an eye the wooden door turned into a stone wall, and the tail hook was suddenly stuck in the stone hole. The giant scorpion became furious and twitched hard. Amidst the falling stone debris, it actually pulled back its tail hook.

But as soon as the giant scorpion withdrew its tail hook, the original stone cave was instantly smoothed away, and the entire door turned into a solid stone wall.

The ghost-faced scorpions outside have extremely low intelligence and only act based on instinct. They don't know what's going on, but they still hit the stone wall desperately.

Shi Feng looked at it and was secretly speechless, petrification talisman? This is a third-level high-quality talisman seal. There is no way he can make it. Even Wan Feng has no such ability. It should be a treasure given to him by his master Huang Guan Taoist.

Yan Guang saw it and praised him, "He is indeed a master of the Nine Talisman Sect. He has good skills." Wan Feng lost a good talisman and was in great pain. On the surface, he said lightly, "Fellow Taoist Yan is wrong. It’s just a brief introduction to the art of seal script.”

Yan Guang originally had the Fire Crow Cauldron in his hand and didn't take Wan Feng seriously, but when he saw that the other party was a master of talisman seals and had no real details, he was secretly afraid.

While the two of them were talking, the ghost-faced scorpions outside were still attacking the stone wall one after another. These ghost-faced scorpions were really powerful. They alternated their pincers and tail hooks and hit the stone wall like crazy. For a while, stone chips flew away, and the clear light flowed away from the stone wall. When one piece falls, another one immediately grows up, seemingly endlessly.

At this moment, Wan Feng, after releasing the petrification talisman, ignored the door and turned to look at the Shitai hexagram again.

The fourth group of hexagrams has slowly lit up, and there is a rumble and vibration under the feet, but the entrance to the passage has still not appeared. Yan Guang was a little uneasy and asked, "Fellow Taoist Wan, is there something wrong? Is this really the entrance to the underground palace?"

Wan Feng was very sure, "There is absolutely no mistake. My guipan shows that this is the passage."

He paused and explained, "Although I have never been to Qingdi Valley, I have stayed in Jiufumen for hundreds of years, and I still know some basic conditions of Qingdi Valley. There are six steps from the surface of Qingdi Valley to the first floor of the underground palace. There are fourteen entrances, and there are thirty-two entrances from the first floor to the second floor of the underground palace, in descending order. This temple is one of the sixty-four entrances. It is definitely true, but this passage has not been there for many years. Turn it on, the mechanism is old and it may take some time to start again.”

Yan Guang said, "Sixty-four entrances, so many? Then why do so many people say they can't find the passage to the underground palace?"

Wan Feng glanced at him and said, "It seems that Hall Master Yan is coming to Qingdi Valley for the first time, so he doesn't know something. Although there are sixty-four entrances to the first floor of the underground palace, they do not all work at the same time; There is a certain pattern. At this moment, the three entrances of A, B, and C may be opened, and the next moment, the three entrances of Ding, Wu, and Ji may be opened. For example, the entrance of the temple we are in now can lead to the first floor of the underground palace. It is no longer the entrance, and even if you unravel the hexagram diagram at that time, it will not help."

Yan Guang was surprised and said, "So, these entrances are actually wandering?" Wan Feng said, "Yes, the Jinque Sect's talisman formation is so wonderful that it was unparalleled at the time. This is just a small skill."

"If that's the case, how do you determine whether this entrance can be activated?"

"This is complicated. Hall Master Yan has also seen it. Wan used the magic disk to repeatedly detect and calculate before he found the temple."