Chapter 124 Restriction

Chapter 124 Restriction

Chapter 124 Restriction
Pan Muyun took out a feather from his bosom and flashed it at him: "The one holding the sword can reach the master directly. Take us out first, and we will talk after we leave the city."

He turned to look at Wu Hao, then at Zeng Jianqiu: "This is the clan's business, and it's also your family affair, Old Zeng--"

Wu Hao looked lost at the moment, sitting on the ground with his legs stretched out, only looking in the direction of the tower. When he heard their name, he slowly turned his head, met Zeng Jianqiu's gaze, pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, and repeated what he had just said: "Oh, you are the second brother. Alas, I understand now. I used to think that my father was really kind-hearted, and there was no other family in the city like me who was poorly qualified and useless. But my father kept me, neither forcing me to do this or that, nor sending me to the coffin mountain. So that's how it is... My second brother is still alive, I should be nothing."

Zeng Jianqiu looked at him, thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Brother, if you——"

Wu Hao raised his hand: "But since I can be a garrison soldier in Coffin City, my qualifications outside are not bad, right?"

Zeng Jianqiu was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and lowered his voice: "Yes. The qualifications to be a garrison soldier in Coffin City are considered very good among the thirty-six sects outside. Slowly endure the days and cultivate to the peak of Qi Refining. Even in the Sword Sect, you can at least cultivate to the stage of Qi Refining into Spirit."

Wu Hao was silent for a moment: "Second brother, are you talking about after the loss of cultivation, or before?"

"after."

Wu Hao closed his eyes, covered his face with his hands, and rubbed his hair. When his hair was completely tangled, he whimpered twice and wiped his face vigorously: "Then destroy my cultivation, or you will definitely kill me, right?"

When he said this, he started crying and wiped his face again: "Don't laugh at me, I'm not crying because I'm afraid of death, and I'm not asking you to destroy me because I'm afraid of death, I'm... I'm..."

Li Wuxiang sighed, walked to his side and squatted, raised his hands and patted his shoulders and back: "Junior Brother Wu, no one is laughing at you. I understand, I understand that I am not treated as a human being, just an object for viewing, and now I have been thrown out. In fact, it is not bad outside the parish, with magnificent mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery. The most important thing is that you don’t have to worry about someone sending your wife to fill a coffin, right? I tell you, when you leave the coffin city, you will feel, ah, this is the taste of freedom——"

Wu Hao shook his head and turned to look at him: "I——"

But after saying this one word, his eyes immediately opened wide, his head, neck and back suddenly tensed up, he made two gurgling sounds in his throat, and suddenly fell backwards to the ground.

"Li Wuxiang--" Zeng Jianqiu took a step forward, but then paused, clenching his fists tightly with both hands.

Li Wuxiang put one hand on Wu Hao's back and waved the other hand at Zeng Jianqiu: "Brother, it's better for me to do this. Your method of abolishing cultivation is too rough, I can make people suffer less. We can't take any risks now. If I don't do this, no one will be at ease."

Zeng Jianqiu sighed and nodded.

The usual method of abolishing cultivation is very simple, that is, to reverse the flow of essence and energy and impact the meridians and acupoints. To use a more vivid analogy, the circulation of essence and energy can be regarded as a concrete blood vessel, which has a membrane valve inside to prevent reverse flow.

Essence is something that cannot be seen or touched, and the route it runs through is naturally not some specific tubes, but some of the functions of the hundred joints in the body are similar to those of the membrane valves. If the essence flows backwards and washes away the hundred joints, then if you want to practice Qigong again, your Qi will be out of control and naturally it will not be able to circulate.

Li Wuxiang used a gentler method. Wu Hao had already established his foundation and had just touched the edge of Qi Refining. He was not like Lou He and Zeng Jianqiu in the past, whose internal energy was vast. So his tentacles penetrated into Wu Hao's body from his neck, first restraining his acupoints to make him unable to move, then restraining his hundreds of joints to block the circulation of his energy, and then forcing his energy to flow back to the lower Dantian.

Then, he used his internal energy to strike him hard in the lower abdomen!
Wu Hao's body tensed up again, and his lower dantian was immediately shattered. Steam like mist gushed out from his seven orifices. All the cultivation accumulated over more than ten years was destroyed.

Li Wuxiang then withdrew his hand and placed it on Wu Hao's pulse gate: "Junior Brother Wu, I destroyed your lower dantian, but the Hundred Joints God is still good. If you want to repair it again in the future, it will only take a little more effort to gather the qi. Just bear with the time, eat more pills, and you will be fine after you build the foundation."

Wu Hao's face turned ashen, and it took him a long time to barely prop himself up. He covered his stomach with both hands, as if he wanted to say a few tough words, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his whole face twisted in pain and he could only gasp.

Zeng Jianqiu walked up to him and patted his shoulder, but seemed not to know what to say, so he just sighed.

At this time, the paper floated into a small alley. Zeng Jianqiu looked at it and said that this place was very close to the outer edge of the coffin city. Since the city was built, the architectural pattern of the coffin city has hardly changed. It looks the same as it did when he left, but the people in the houses have changed one after another.

After another quarter of an hour, the sky gradually brightened. At this time, the shredded paper circled several times and finally floated to the outermost edge of the coffin city.

The coffin city has no walls. The city as a whole is almost circular. The outermost row of houses has walls facing outwards and doors facing inwards. In fact, it looks like a slightly lower city wall. At this time, several people looked outside the illusion and saw that the end of the path they were on was a slope and dense forest. Even through the branches of the trees, they could vaguely see the main road they came from.

But when the paper reached the end of the path, it began to spin, as if it had encountered an invisible wall, or perhaps the breeze that blew the paper was limited to the coffin city. After spinning for a while, it was carried by the breeze and slowly floated back into the city.

Zeng Jianqiu said at this time: "It's a bit troublesome."

In fact, Li Wuxiang had already thought of it - when he was in Ranshan, he snatched the piece of paper and wanted to go down the mountain immediately, but Xu Daosheng used his Five Mountains True Shape Map to display his magical powers, and the entire Ranshan was immediately sealed off. No matter which direction he went, he would eventually return to the Ranshan Sect.

He had thought that the Wushan Master must have the same magical power, but he had never thought it would be so powerful - "The Coffin City is sealed?"

Zeng Jianqiu nodded solemnly: "When I left, he couldn't do this, but now he is refining his spirit."

"Then you--" "It wasn't difficult for me thirty-three years ago. This formation is actually to invite the true spirit and reverse the earth's energy. But I can't invite the true spirit of the True Form Sect now." Zeng Jianqiu frowned and thought for a moment, "Take us out and report the news to the sect first. We are trapped now, but they don't know where we are. I have another way to break the formation, but it will take some effort. Let's find a place to hide first."

The hiding place was not difficult to find - as he was talking, the piece of paper was floating to the corner of a house and was caught by the gnarled roots of an old tree beside the wall.

So Li Wuxiang asked a few people to stay where they were, just like he did last time when he wanted to launch a surprise attack on Xu Daosheng, while he carefully went to the house facing the street.

When he was in this illusion, it was as if he knew how to walk through walls, and he could step into the courtyard with just one step. There was someone in the house next to the old tree, so Li Wuxiang continued to investigate three more houses. When half of his skin was cut by the illusion and his golden hair was almost exposed, he finally found that there was no one at the second house on the east side of the alley - all the furniture had been moved out, leaving only an empty house. According to Zeng Jianqiu, this family either died or was seriously ill and was sent to hide their spirits and nourish their qi, so the yard was left empty and reserved for ordinary people who would get married in the future.

The sounds of footsteps and the collision of weapons could be heard faintly at the entrance of the alley. Li Wuxiang asked Zeng Jianqiu to carry Wu Hao on his back, and asked Pan Muyun and Helian Ji to be on guard. Then he knocked the broken bricks on the ground and immediately appeared on the street. The next moment, they turned into several black shadows and jumped into the courtyard wall.

This house had a courtyard as well as a small backyard. Several people jumped into the backyard, stood still, held their breath for a while to make sure that they did not alarm anyone else. Zeng Jianqiu immediately put Wu Hao down, and the four of them gathered together to discuss the matter in detail.

After saying a few words, Zeng Jianqiu jumped out of the courtyard wall again to try whether he really could not leave the coffin city.

Helian Ji crouched on the wall and looked into the backyard of the house next door. Li Wuxiang had discovered that this family had a flock of chickens, about eleven or twelve, roaming in the backyard. There was only one rooster, so Helian Ji chose a hen that looked about two and a half years old, and sent out a sword line to circle around it. The hen only had time to flap its wings a few times before being pulled over immediately.

At this time, Pan Muyun had already written a short letter and sealed it with a wax ball. Helian Ji handed the hen to him, and he immediately inserted the command feather under the hen's wing and tied the wax ball to the hen's foot.

Looking at the chicken again, its feathers immediately became shiny and bright, as if it had become a rooster. It was a little wilted due to the fright, but now it holds its head high and flaps its wings, as if it can't wait to fly high.

Zeng Jianqiu jumped back from the courtyard wall at this time: "We can't get out. The ground energy in the coffin city is not right. Fortunately, we didn't try to go out before, otherwise, if we took a step, the ground energy here would be disturbed immediately, and they would know where we are."

Pan Muyun held Ling Yu's cock in his hand and said, "Can we put it down?"

"Yes. This formation can only block things with abundant energy, so there's no problem." Zeng Jianqiu took the chicken, leaned over the wall to look around, and seeing that there was no one around, he immediately lifted it up - the hen flapped its wings vigorously, and flew high into the sky in a few breaths, and soon turned into a small black dot.

Only when the black spot disappeared did they feel relieved.

Zeng Jianqiu turned to look in the direction of the Mountain Lord's Mansion, then looked at Li Wuxiang: "I thought about everything you said on the way just now, but I still feel that something is wrong. If you want to catch you and me, Senior Brother Lou can do it outside the sect - find an opportunity to bring the two of us together, and then call out the people from the True Form Sect, and the matter can be done. Why did you have to take off your pants and fart to trick us to come to the Coffin City?"

He looked at Wu Hao who was sitting against the wall with a depressed look. "If he really wanted to lure us in, this matter would be very uncertain. What if this guy didn't recognize us on the boat? Or what if he recognized us but was too timid to talk to us? Li Wuxiang, if it were you, what would you do? I guess you would find a brave and careful spy to tell us that he is Brother Lou's man. If we don't believe him, he will immediately destroy his cultivation and then take us to see Lou He - this is what Brother Lou would do."

"I'm not saying this to excuse Senior Brother Lou. We're trapped here now. Even if no one of us can get out, we have to get things straightened out." Zeng Jianqiu took a deep breath. "Originally I didn't want to ask you to come, but since you're all here and you're all serious swordsmen, why don't we do something big? Aren't we trapped in the Coffin City? Let's go find Lou He and get this straightened out!"

Pan Muyun and Helian Ji looked at each other, thought for a moment, and immediately frowned: "It's not impossible to do this, but we have to plan it carefully. Lao Zeng, think about it carefully, what other means do you... Master Wu have? Let's find a loophole after we explain it clearly - Junior Brother Li is definitely better than any of us at this. Junior Brother Li, do you think it's okay?"

Lou He must be found, met and questioned.

But Li Wuxiang's reasons were different from those of the three swordsmen. He had a great liking for the swordsmen and planned to use the Sword Sect as a force to protect him in this world. But the premise of all this was that he still had a life. At least for now, he couldn't sacrifice his life for the Sword Sect.

However, for Lou He, he could take a risk.

After coming out of the stove, he wanted to figure out what he was. After meeting Zhao Kui and going to Ranshan, he thought he had figured it out, but now he knew that his current state was most likely what Lou He wanted.

Who is Lou He? According to Zeng Jianqiu, even if he is not one of the best in the Five Mountains True Form Sect, he is definitely one of the best practitioners in the world. If what happened to him and Zhao Kui was a trap he had set up more than ten years ago, then it means that the importance of the golden entanglement and the skin on his body has surpassed the bright future he should have had in Lou He's heart.

He is about to reach the state of spiritual cultivation in his twenties! With such talent and realm, is it necessary to transform into human skin and cultivate incense?
This body of mine must have other more important values!
So Li Wuxiang nodded: "Okay, I agree. Brother Zeng, tell me first--"

But before he finished speaking, he saw a look of surprise on the faces of Zeng Jianqiu, Pan Muyun, and Helian Ji. The three of them were stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked around, as if they were looking for something, muttering to themselves...

No, they were not mumbling, they were talking, and their voices should have been quite loud, but he could not hear what they were saying!
Li Wuxiang felt a chill all over his body and immediately released his flying sword - he might have fallen into some trap or restriction!

But after the flying sword circled around him twice, he noticed something was wrong with the three swordsmen - their movements began to become slower and slower, as if moving and speaking had become extremely strenuous, and even their expressions became stiff.

While he was watching for a few seconds, Zeng Jianqiu and the other two had a few words in silence with difficulty, and then moved to the side of the courtyard wall, as if they wanted to climb over it. However, their movements were as stiff as puppets at this time. They only raised their legs and arms before falling to the ground. Then they remained motionless like wooden sculptures, without even moving their eyeballs.

Li Wuxiang held his breath and listened to the next room - he could still hear the crowing of free-range chickens on the other side of the wall.

It wasn't him who fell into some restriction... it was Zeng Jianqiu and the others!
(End of this chapter)