Chapter 169: Pointing to the Moon

Chapter 169: Pointing to the Moon

Chapter 169: Pointing to the Moon
Li Wuxiang had just finished drinking all the water in the water bag in his stomach and felt less thirsty. However, the water only made his skin moisturized again and could not replenish his blood essence.

The two moons were still high in the sky. He looked around, trying to find a place to hide, but the Tianxin Sect chose a very good time to launch the attack. Looking around, there was flat land all around, almost everything was visible, and the nearest valley cliff was fifty miles away, which was the location of Yulun Mountain.

The other party wanted to kill him on this flat land, or force him to go to Yulun Mountain. Then, the worst situation he had imagined in the past few days had occurred - his whereabouts were discovered from the beginning.

For a swordsman, this was the worst situation. A swordsman was a king in a field battle when two opponents met on a narrow road. The Tianxin Sect had been operating on Yulun Mountain for three thousand years, and must have used various formations and prohibitions to build the sect into an impregnable fortress. If he couldn't sneak in, he doubted that even if Mei Qiulu came, she wouldn't get any benefit.

Escape or fight. It seemed that there was no escape and no chance of winning the battle - that was what he thought, and the people of Tianxin Sect must have thought the same.

However, things are not completely hopeless...

Several thoughts flashed through Li Wuxiang's mind. He put away his flying sword, turned around and ran away from Tianxin Sect.

He only ran a hundred steps before he knew the second wave of attacks was coming. The scene before him began to repeat itself. Yulun Mountain was no longer far away, and the village in the distance that looked like a small black dot on the horizon was no longer changing. He began to walk in circles.

This is not a rare thing, but a precursor to a more fierce attack.

But this is also what Li Wuxiang is waiting for - it is not okay to just counter each move like this, he must find the person who controls the magic weapon Zhiyue Xuanguang. He may be very far away, but he must try.

He immediately stood still, bent his body slightly, released his flying sword, acted as if he was extremely nervous and alert, and then began to look for that connection.

When the Xuanjiao disciples performed magic, the spells came from the Great Emperor's True Spirit of Lingshan, and the means of the Moon-Pointing Mysterious Light just now were so strange that it could not be the power of the Tianxin Sect cultivators themselves, and it must be borrowed from the supernatural power. Li Wuxiang tried to see, but he couldn't see clearly - there seemed to be wisps of mist between the sky and the earth, which was extremely thin and mixed with other things around it, weaving into a dense and airtight net.

Perhaps this magical power is too weak—

And the next moment, it came!

Something like lightning suddenly flashed in the night, coming from the moon on the left. The moment Li Wuxiang saw it, he felt a chill on both sides of his head. He raised his hand and touched it, and found that it was his ear that had fallen off. The broken end was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut off by a sharp blade.

Then the whole world spun and he lost all sense of direction.

The opponent used more than just this one method. His body was stinging, itchy, and cold. The world seemed to be reversed. Countless figures appeared on the ground and in the shadows and attacked him. However, those things did not seem to want to take his life immediately. It seemed that they had been holding back for a long time and wanted to play a trick on him. They jumped around him, sometimes hitting him hard, sometimes throwing him high up to fight and chase each other, slowly leaving one shallow or deep wound after another on his body. When the flying sword passed by, they immediately scattered like flies or wild dogs, making noisy and weird laughter, hiding in the shadows, and gathering again after a moment.

So Li Wuxiang ignored them for the time being, and just used the golden entanglement to resist, while looking directly at the moon, trying to catch the connections that suddenly appeared in it like lightning.

But those things were different from those used by Xuanjiao monks. They disappeared in a flash, so fast that Li Wuxiang tried several times but was completely unable to catch them.

Could it be that the Tianxin Sect's method of using magical powers is more advanced than the Xuanjiao's? !
At this time, the moon changed again - the vague black shadow on the moon's surface squirmed and twisted, and gradually condensed into the image of a giant ghost with three heads and six arms in his sight. Then the moon seemed to turn into a bright hole hanging high in the sky. The big ghost stretched out his hand, grabbed the hole, and jumped down from the air!

When Li Wuxiang was looking for those connections before, this body had already withstood countless attacks. Seeing this scene, he knew that what he saw must be an illusion, another kind of magic cast by the finger-to-the-moon mysterious light. But this time, the magic seemed even more strange, and he couldn't even see the fleeting connection.

He realized that his battle strategy was no longer feasible - it was almost impossible to find the person who was secretly controlling Zhiyue Xuanguan.

Then he had to use the best skill of this body, escape into the sacred mountain to escape the attack, hide his body, and then make long-term plans. He didn't do this before because he knew that his every move might be watched by the moon above his head, but now, he had no choice but to use this hidden skill.

But just as this thought came into his mind, a soft "eh" sound suddenly rang in his ears.

At this moment, the big ghost in the air was about to fall in front of him, but Li Wuxiang didn't care about it. After a moment of hesitation, he called out in his mind, and heard another sound -

"Li Wuxiang?"

"Zhao Qi?!"

The big ghost fell to the ground with a thud, and it looked many times bigger than it did in the air. Its right eye was black, and the left eye socket was flashing red. Its calf was like a towering tree that five or six people could hug together. It shook the ground violently, and the splashed mud was like waves, knocking Li Wuxiang, who could no longer tell the directions, to the ground, and also blasted away the countless small ghosts around him.

The big ghost roared again and smashed down with both fists. Li Wuxiang immediately released a flying sword towards it, but his flying sword could not tell the direction and passed by the big ghost's fist diagonally. He could only dodge slightly as the fist missed the target and blasted another big hole on the ground next to Li Wuxiang.

Li Wuxiang rolled to the feet of the big ghost and quickly got into the messy mud. While the monster was staring around with its blood-red left eye, he immediately caught that familiar breath in his mind - "Zhao Qi! Is that you?!"

Zhao Qi's response came quickly: "Haha, Li Wuxiang, it's really you? I was thinking of coming over to watch the fun and see who is so powerful that he has to mobilize such a big battle, but I saw you. I haven't seen you for a while, you are really amazing - have you formed a pill?"

Zhao Qi's aura was very strange. Li Wuxiang was sure that he was Zhao Qi's heavenly soul, but there was no blood god's aura on him, but a solemn and majestic feeling, as if he was no longer a self-proclaimed spiritual god, but a real thing with Taoism. Just to watch the fun?

"What are you looking at?" Li Wuxiang said quickly in his mind, "I haven't seen you for a few days and I think you are very powerful - do I look very powerful now? I am being chased and beaten by a bunch of ghosts!"

"If you are not powerful, how can you be chased and beaten by such a group of ghosts? Oh, by the way, you should be polite when talking to me now. After all, I was your master in the past. As the saying goes, the master brings you in, and the practice is up to you. Now that you have reached the stage of Dan formation, you can't forget that I brought you in, right? Also, you can't call me Zhao Qi, you have to call me Lord Longwei, do you understand?"

The big ghost couldn't find anything, so he just picked up the dirt on the ground and threw it into the air. Li Wuxiang was held in his hand, and his figure was now in the air. The big ghost howled with joy when he saw him, and stretched out six huge claws to grab him. Li Wuxiang took a breath to prop himself up and dodged in a twisted way, while shouting in his mind: "Don't talk nonsense, no matter what you call Dragon Power True Lord or Tiger Power True Lord - you just said you were watching the fun? What do you mean?!"

Zhao Qi's voice sounded quite calm and relaxed, without the panic he had when he was alone in the ancient cave of Lingshan Mountain. "Oh, yes, although you are the leader of Ranshan Sect, you were not a proper disciple of our Thirty-Six Sects before, so it's no wonder that you know nothing. Oh, if you had been more filial and asked me to teach you more things, it would have been great."

Li Wuxiang's figure suddenly fell down and plunged into the soft soil on the ground: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Alright, alright, you've met the Tianxin Clan, right? I won't ask you how you got into such a big trouble, anyway, you offend people wherever you go - you know that they are using the Finger to the Moon Mysterious Light to deal with you, right? This Finger to the Moon Mysterious Light is like this, the Six Sects of the Mysterious Sect have spells given by the Great Emperor, your Sword Sect cultivates itself, the thirty-six sects' skills are not powerful, and there are no spells given by the Great Emperor, so what should we do?"

"Then let's look for it in Lingshan too! There are many resentful ghosts in Lingshan! So why not worship those powerful resentful ghosts? Do you still remember when Cheng Peixin wanted to invite door gods in Deyang? Didn't you say that she didn't get the door gods the first time, but got a bunch of messy ones instead - ordinary ghosts would avoid people who practice cultivation. Haven't you thought about why she was so easily possessed by those things? It's because those things were actually raised by their Tianxin Sect! Let me tell you -"

"What the hell are you talking about!" Li Wuxiang shouted in his mind, "Do you have any way to help me deal with this? If not, I will hide in the sacred mountain first!"

"Oh, yes, but your attitude, how can I put it——"

After Zhao Qi died, he became a chatterbox. He liked to talk a lot. At this moment, he had some adventure, and he was even more arrogant. However, tonight, at this time, when Li Wuxiang felt that he was alone and had no idea what to do, he felt relieved when he heard his nonsense. So he immediately asked: "I say, Master Longwei, do you have any solution?!"

"Oh, of course there is. Let me tell you, if you look carefully at the mysterious light pointing to the moon in the sky, why don't you go in too?"

Go in?

If in the world of the living, in ordinary times, one person says to another that a certain place is heavily guarded and "everything will be easy once you get in", then this is complete nonsense.

However, at this moment, Li Wuxiang was intent on finding the connection between the people of Tianxin Sect and Lingshan through the magic performed by Zhiyuexuanguang. After hearing what Zhao Qi said, he looked up at the moon on the left side of the zenith and immediately saw -

What I saw before was a series of bright lights radiating from the moon. It was a fleeting connection, and each connection meant that the other party had used this magic weapon to perform a certain method.

At this time, Li Wuxiang saw a whole halo of light radiating from the Finger-Moon Mysterious Light. This halo was so obvious in the connection between everything around him and the sacred mountain that Li Wuxiang thought it was the same light radiated by the real moon. But now he realized that this was the connection between the Finger-Moon Mysterious Light and the sacred mountain in the present world - this thing in the sky was not a magic weapon like the Golden Chanzi that could be seen and touched, but a spell that was always in effect!
Li Wuxiang immediately grabbed the connection and pulled it hard!

Then, he knew what Zhao Qi meant by lively.

He entered the sacred mountain, and all the discomfort and spells on his body instantly disappeared.

Although there were always howling sounds in the ears of the Lingshan Mountain at ordinary times, if you only regarded the writhing ghosts on the ground as maggots, it would actually be quite empty and peaceful. All you could see was thick blood mist and endless undulating terrain, nothing else.

At this moment, what Li Wuxiang saw was an eyeball.

The eyeball was suspended in the blood mist, about the size of a person, golden, with a vertical pupil in the middle. When Li Wuxiang saw it, a thought came to his mind - this is the real "Zhi Yue Xuan Guang", the true form!
And around this thing, there were now countless strange-shaped creatures - the leading one was the big ghost that was still entangled with him just a moment ago.

The big ghost looked pale from the outside, but in the sacred mountain, its flesh and blood was gathered from countless resentful ghosts, like twitching muscle fibers, or wriggling maggots. This thing was sticking the empty eye socket on the left side to the eyeball, taking it into its body, as if absorbing the power from it.

And beside this big ghost, there were countless strange creatures shuttling, tearing, and howling, as if they were fighting with each other, and the center of the fight was the eyeball - they all seemed to want to use it like the ghost.

When he was in the world of the living before, it was probably these things that played with him like prey - he didn't know how the Tianxin Sect worshipped these ghosts, but one thing was clear: the things in the sacred mountain were extremely eager to return to the world of the living, and Zhiyue Xuanguan seemed to be a window, feeding them and giving them a channel to do evil and harm people and display their magic!

Because of the resentment, Li Wuxiang felt that his temper had worsened every time he came to Lingshan. And at this moment, his temper had become even worse -

Because the things surrounding the eyeball seemed to have discovered that he had disappeared, they all became flustered and anxious, circling around the eyeball. Even the big ghost kept turning his body, as if he wanted to see through the eyeball where the little thing that was just in his palm had gone.

But this panic was obviously not caused by real fear, but more like losing a toy that was hard to get.

When he was outside, Li Wuxiang couldn't see these ghosts and couldn't avoid their tricks. But when he came here and found them, he couldn't help but feel horrified. Thinking about how he had just looked, he cursed in his heart - Good! You like to play, right? I came here to play with you!

(End of this chapter)