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Chapter 144: Sandpiper and Clam Plan

"Are you saying that Xiao Liu was caught in front of you? He also left this note to be your teacher?" A thick voice came, causing Senior Brother Bai, who was kneeling on the ground to tremble and shivering. More than a dozen black shadows in the secret were whispering and surprised.

The person in the main seat stood up, but an old Taoist priest in black, wearing a hibiscus crown with a dark lotus crown, a thin black face and a white hair. He looked like a fairy-like figure, but he had a vicious heart and wanted to take over the body of his disciple. He was undoubtedly the ancestor Dongxuan.

The thin palm gently lifted Xiao Liu's broken finger, observed for a long time, rubbed his hands, and a cluster of demon fire was generated, burning the broken finger, leaving only two or three drops of essence and blood floating in the air, silently chanting the secret words: "Well, Bodohari, the mysterious magic method, peeping at Yin and Yang!" As soon as this said, his eyes suddenly turned red, and blood and energy flashed through the depths of Xiao Liu's eyes, which were thousands of miles away. Xiao Liu is his carefully selected physical cauldron. If he had no defense, how could he let him run around? There was a cave demon seed on his body. Once activated, he could see what he saw, listen to what he heard, and determine his life and death with one thought.

With Xiao Liu's eyes, he saw white clouds like belts, strong gusts of wind, and his body was tied to a big rock in the mountain. He suddenly said in secret that there was no decent person on his side or there was no hidden formation. It really didn't look like a trap. What did the design person mean?

After walking back and forth for a while, Xiao Liu's safety is really important. He must not abandon it. There is a trap. At worst, let his disciples test it first and issued an order: "Those who have been refined into the Demon Control Realm of the "Dongxuan Wuji Taisu" have all gone with me to save people. The rest of them guard the cave, and the formation is running day and night. They must not be opened unless we return!"

"As for you!" Old Ancestor Dongxuan glanced at the 'Senior Brother Bai' and said coldly: "First follow me to save people! Then you will be punished by Yin Fire's heart-eating for a hundred days!"

Senior Brother Bai felt like he was amnesty when he heard this. After all, his Taoism was profound among a group of disciples. He really escaped from death. He quickly bent down and said respectfully: "Abide by the ancestor's order!"

After a cup of tea, nearly ten black gas rushed out of the cave and flew towards the Baiguo Mountain. After two days and one night, it arrived as promised—

Baiguo Mountain is a small hill, located a hundred miles to the right of Xiangyang City. The mountain is full of Buddha finger oranges, and it is covered with white and visible. Xiao Liu is tied to the big rock on the top of the mountain, which is very clear.

A group of demons hid their tracks and quietly came to the foot of the mountain. Zhenren Dongxuan turned around and said, "San, go and tent!"

The third brother was Senior Brother Bai. Hearing this, he immediately complained secretly. Isn’t this obvious that he would go to die, but he dared not refute. He quickly sacrificed a treasure, which was the golden pillar of the broken gold, and was the best at blocking magic weapon. Black clouds were born under his feet, rolling up, trembling as if he was in the abyss.

Unexpectedly, there was no danger at all, and everyone was surprised to rescue Xiaoliu who was unconscious. The ancestor Dongxuan frowned slightly, and the black air in his hand flashed, stimulating Xiaoliu's senses. He quickly woke up. Seeing everyone, he quickly knelt down on the ground and said, "I have seen the master, several senior brothers."

"What happened?" Old Ancestor Dongxuan said in a deep voice.

"I don't know either. But that night, Senior Brother Lu suddenly knocked on my door and let him in, without paying attention to anything else. Suddenly, Bai Yancai Watanabe was born, and I was fascinated. When I woke up, I was tied up here."

The ancestor Dongxuan did not doubt that it had it, and he did not expect that Xiaoliu would betray his master. After all, unless he knew that his family had the intention of taking possession, he would be the best teacher to him.

"What's weird! What are these people planning?"

"But before Xiaoliu fell into a coma, he vaguely heard the words 'Emei, Tianyi'." Xiaoliu said carefully.

"Oh no! This is a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!" The ancestor Dongxuan was shocked and suddenly remembered this idea! The old demon of the white eagle must not want to get its treasure, but the people in the righteous know that their disciples were trying to use their apprentices as a cauldron, so they used the trick to lure their family here and take the opportunity to get the treasure in the spring.

"Follow me!" The ancestor Dongxuan roared in anger, and the pores all over his body emitted a rolling black air, turning into several acres of dark clouds, as thick as magma, and gurgling. A few people disappeared in the sky in a volume of lightning. This is the cave Yin Yuanshen refined by the old demon with the "Dongxuan Wuji Taisu Zhen Sutra". The magic image is solid, and he carried several people's body to the eye of Xiangshui Spring. On the way, the old demon Dongxuan was not quick enough. He clapped his hands and infinite fire lights emerged from the dark clouds, showing five colors. It is the magic Five-pole Divine Fire in the true scriptures. Although Xiao Liu can do it, the power of the two is like clouds and mud. Feeding the magic fire with the soul is a secret technique that consumes magic power extremely. However, the fire is so strong that the escape speed has increased several times, and the naked eye is no longer visible. The people on the clouds only felt a heat all over their bodies, and wherever they pass by, the flowers, plants and trees under them are dried and withered.

Baiguo Mountain and Xiangshuiyan were nearly a thousand miles away, but in just four or five hours, Nanbian Mountain could be vaguely seen. Black clouds crossed the foothills, and seven or eight lights were thrown down at the same time. However, they were the sons and grandsons of the old demon disciples in Dongxuan. He could only hear his whisper, "Capt this mountain for my ancestors, and no one is allowed to enter and exit!"

Suddenly, several rays of escape light flew in all directions at the same time, and Xiao Liu was the same. He just glanced at the ancestor Dongxuan with a complicated expression and turned around and left resolutely.

The dark clouds transformed by the old demon Dongxuan went straight to the Xiangshui Spring. In the cup of tea, he came to the top of the valley. Seeing that the spring formation had been broken, the essence of the Kui Water dissipated, and it was no longer as powerful as that day. The three corpses suddenly had their brains jumped, and the black air fell and fled into the water and penetrated into the spring.

There was another scene in the spring eye. The clear water was washed, and the water valley was deep. The black air fell along the pores at the bottom, about hundreds of feet. Soon it drilled into a cave. Many water vines grew on the wall of the cave, and there was a cave in front of it. The three words "Spring Water Mansion" were shining in the darkness. It was still joyful. Suddenly, a shocking demonic aura filled the entire underground water layer, covering the sky and pouring towards the ancestor Dongxuan. The ancestor was shocked and quickly pulled back. The gap in the groundwater was where the demonic aura was located. The black air transformed quickly turned up. Behind it, a pair of blood lights the size of a water tank lit up, scanning the entire cave; as soon as it reached the water eye, several layers of thick green light blocked the way out, and the sunflower gathering array had its effect again!!

A small flag suddenly flew out of the void and fell into Fang Yurong's hands, showing the figures of several people. On the other side, Yu Xiao also held the spring water to diverge green lights, driving the magic circle to continue to operate, while Xiang Xiaoyue and He Xiaoshu had a cold face...

This is Fang Yurong's entire plan. First, shed the tiger away from the mountain to disturb the old demon's will, and then deliberately let go of the spring eye ban, which led him to enter alone, which was to use the fake to distort the real, and finally sealed the spring eye with the spring water order, let go of the demon dragon that had been suppressed for hundreds of years, which led to the two like insects in a jar, fighting for food with each other, like a chess player, Xiao Liu is his son, Zhou Qian is his son, Senior Brother Bai is his son, Qing Jiao is his son, and Old Ancestor Dongxuan is his son, and there is only one chess player, which is the Master Emei, whose wind bun is exposed, and his hair is like a jade face is always plain!

The spring eyes were shaking endlessly, the dissolved stones slipped down, the clear water was turbid and stirred, and a green snake that was hundreds of feet long and five feet wide suddenly emerged from the spring water mansion, with its head horns and its limbs thick, but it was undoubtedly a dragon, stretching its body in the water, and then its bloody eyes widened, roared, and opened the cave. The scales and the cave walls rubbed and rustled, and rushed to the ground.

The face of the ancestor Dongxuan changed drastically. With such behavior, his family was undoubtedly a stone of blocking feet. He shouted: "Fellow Taoist, I am also being plotted against me. How about the situation that I can break through with this formation?"

How could Senior Sister Lu not count this? According to the records of the White-Haired True Man, when the old dragon passed through the tribulation and turned into a dragon, it had long been scattered by the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning, and only instinct was left to do. If it weren't for this, the white-haired immortal who transformed into a white-haired immortal would not suppress it at the extreme of the East China Sea.
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