Chapter 54: A Fight Between Many Parties
Chapter 54: A Fight Between Many Parties
What is the essence of fate? It is the astronomical information of date of birth, combined with the geographical information of local solar terms and weather, and the humanistic information that constitutes all natural and unnatural things around the individual's life, forming a unique blessing that affects people's personality traits and fortunes.
Therefore, the essence of fate is actually the blessing of the three elements of heaven, earth and man to the individual.
The scope of its influence is mostly limited to a certain region.
The fate that people usually talk about is mostly limited to one place, and the power of blessing is very limited.
But if there are enough people with the right fate, plus the corresponding formations, the power will be very strong in a specific area.
It was as if Xin Qing could use the fate of the human stakes and life pillars nailed on the earth veins to mobilize the power of the entire region, offset the seal, accumulate strength, and try to come back.
'Gold on the sword's edge, wood in the big forest, water in the spring, fire in the furnace, soil by the roadside...'
A hint of coldness appeared in Chu Tai's eyes. In the dark, the destiny plate on the entire southern land of Chu State was spinning, and various destinies were intertwined.
This change seems to be based on the Nine Palaces and the Eight Directions and Eight Trigrams, but in fact there is no clue at all.
In essence, all Chu Tai did was to take advantage of the Wang family's layout in the south of Chu to temporarily disrupt the laws of fate in this area.
Then Xin Qing used Wang Lan's hands to plant many means in the south of Chu State as a lure to draw in the forces deployed by Chu Tai.
"【Cloud Travel】, 【Magic】!"
A faint light emerged in Chu Tai's pupils, and the patterns corresponding to the two names of [Boy] and [Wandering Scholar] glowed. The Golden Danxia Banner was swung down violently, and along with the red fire Danxia golden light were the many spells that Chu Tai had left on this land during this period of time.
The big sun hit the blood moon, and the golden light fell into the sea of blood.
Flames filled the sky, evaporating the blood mist and eliminating the blood. Large patches of blood-colored waves dissipated under the golden light. The blood demon's shadow, which had not yet taken shape, roared to the sky, trying to absorb the blood and energy of living beings in all directions.
The many spells that originally echoed in Xin Qing's ears reverberated throughout the birthday banquet.
"Golden light shines in the house, auspicious air fills the courtyard. Taiyi Dao Qi circulates through the past and present..."
"The sky protects me, the earth protects me, the spirit official protects me..."
"The spirits of the mountains and rivers, when they hear me, they will be startled..."
After a series of incantations, layers of golden light and patches of red clouds appeared on everyone's bodies, suppressing the surging blood and energy.
Many people who came to celebrate the birthday followed suit in chanting, allowing the magic that had originally been running low to gain new support from the power of will. For a moment, the light on the ground connected into one, cutting off any connections around it.
Wang Lan raised his head and looked suddenly at the people of the same tribe around him, but just as he stretched out his hand, a loud roar came from the void.
"waste!"
Xin Qing's pupils widened, his canine teeth grew longer, the shadow of a tail appeared behind him, and with a wave of his hands, the entire structure of the Wang family changed slightly, and the atmosphere around him changed instantly.
Liu Peiyu and Chu Tai each felt a sense of crisis.
Immediately afterwards, the scenery inside the Wang family began to distort and deform slightly, and the people of the Wang family who were inside began to tremble. Their heartbeats and breathing became very irregular, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes absent, which was extremely uncomfortable to watch.
"This is the theory of life and death in the law of regulating qi and the law of heaven. Someone has used all the members of the Wang family as nodes and the family buildings as the main body to construct a formation that is enough to confuse the aura, reverse yin and yang, and interweave the five elements. People who are not from the Wang family will be disturbed by the disordered aura and their meridians will burst, like blood mud. Retreat quickly!"
Liu Peiyu, who was in the middle of it, shouted loudly, releasing a burst of water light, and swept up his fellow tribesmen and flew out.
The crying soul who was originally fighting with Liu Peiyu also jumped suddenly and turned into a gray light and flew out.
As for the other many independent cultivators nearby, their cultivation levels were different. Those with low cultivation levels naturally had to follow Liu Peiyu and leave.
Those who practiced highly even achieved the sixth rank, but were limited by the inherited skills, and the core of their mana, such as the condensed primordial qi or the inner elixir, was only of the sixth or seventh rank, so their achievements were far inferior to those of Liu Peiyu and others. But they had finally stepped out of the level of mortals, and were in this formation, so the impact they received was minimal.
Therefore, he did not completely listen to Liu Peiyu's advice, but walked out slowly.
This slowness immediately caused problems. Twenty rays of light jumped out from the void, each one of them was fierce and filled with murderous intent. As they flew up and down, the rays of light circled out and intertwined with each other, crisscrossing and trapping the monk inside.
The monk then realized something was wrong and raised his hand to release a magical protective weapon.
The lights intertwined, and the magic weapon turned into fragments and fell down, piercing into the monk's shoulder and piercing the scapula.
Immediately afterwards, the void around him twisted and the monk was thrown directly into the pond.
The pond at this time was completely different from the previous one. One could clearly see blood-red waves flowing slowly in it. The monk fell into it and before he could even open his mouth, his magic power was dissolved by the blood, and his flesh and blood melted away, and he became a part of the pond.
A blood-red lotus rose from the pond, and Wang Lan, who had disappeared when the house changed position, now appeared in it. Her face was gradually becoming more feminine and transforming towards Xin Qing's direction.
"Seize the body?"
"Resurrection from the dead?"
Seeing this, Chu Tai and Liu Peiyu each released their own magic weapons.
Maple leaves flew out from Chu Tai's hands, like red rain falling, with golden light interweaving inside and a scent of agarwood flowing through them.
Liu Peiyu released a gem, which hung in the air and emitted circles of light that looked like ripples. The rippling light was almost water color at first, but after spreading, it refracted various colors such as red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, etc., which was very beautiful.
"Why am I so miserable! My employer is dying, but I still have to work..."
A whimpering sound was heard, followed by the Filial Piety Banner. The dull man who had disappeared before appeared again, waving the magic weapon in his hand and blocking Chu Tai.
Ashes and paper money danced with the long strips of white paper, corrupting the equally dancing maple leaves and polluting the golden light hidden within. Even the agarwood sword ball was drawn by the man with his filial piety banner when he took the opportunity.
After a sound similar to the collision of two huge trees, the Chenxiang sword ball returned to Chu Tai's hand, with a few light gray-brown stains appearing on the surface.
The filial son banner was even worse, with a long strip of white cloth broken and a small piece of the banner pole also cut off.
The man's hand holding the filial piety banner trembled slightly, and tears kept flowing out.
"Why am I so miserable..."
Black gas emerged from the man's side, and then the stench of corpse spread outward. His canine teeth became sharp and his pupils turned white.
"Wu Chaoxi actually guessed it right. This guy is really a corpse cultivator..."
Chu Tai narrowed his eyes slightly, a little spiritual light fell from his hand, and at the same time he shouted into the air: "Crow Immortal!"
Accompanied by a shrill crow cry, thirty-three emerald green sword lights descended from the sky, staring blankly at Wu Chaoxi who was about to make a handsome appearance.
The Taoist priest Cuihuang, wearing a luxurious Taoist robe, a jadeite crown on his head, with a glow of light flowing around him and holding a bamboo branch, came on the green lotus.
"Don't panic, Fellow Daoist Chu, I and Fellow Daoist Han Shang are here!"
As the words fell, a cold wind blew in the sky, and thousands of yellow talismans floated down one by one. Han Shangsanren came over on the rainbow bridge.
The explanation of fate in the article is purely fabricated and only applies to this book.
(End of this chapter)