Chapter 258 Mountain of Corpses
Chapter 258 Mountain of Corpses
Wu Youde took the sound transmission mirror, and in just a moment, four white-bearded old men appeared.
Wu Youde and his companions hurriedly saluted the four white-bearded old men, but one of the fat white-bearded old men ignored Wu Youde and just said:
"When Senior Brother Short sent the message, he only said that the Wuliang God of Wuliang Mountain was causing trouble and that he intended to seal the Wuliang God. He did not say that the Wuliang God had completely lost control."
It turned out that these white-bearded old men were not called by Wu Youde through voice transmission, but were informed by the message sent by the short elder before he went to Wuliang Mountain.
The white-bearded elder who was leading the group looked at Wu Youde and the other two and asked, "What on earth happened?"
Wu Youde briefly explained the situation, and the white-bearded elder in the lead said to the other three: "My fellow apprentices, form a formation together to help our short brother seal the Wuliang God."
The four men from Sanmen flew in four directions and sealed off the entire Wuliang Mountains.
Tian Lin and his companions were originally far away from Wuliang Mountain, but they were afraid that the battlefield would expand and they would be affected, so they simply flew on their swords and even hid in the area that was originally close to Yujia Village.
Logically, this place is very far away from Wuliang Mountain, and the existence of Wuliang Mountain is almost invisible.
But in the sky, six Dharma images appeared one after another.
Tian Lin saw the short elder with the blue sky above his head and the Wuliang God fighting in the middle, and beside the two, four elders of the Xiangxi Sect who were as tall as the sky were assisting the short elder.
These six statues are breathing out clouds and mist, with a magnificent aura, as if they are gods descending from heaven to the earth.
"This fight was originally intended to subdue the evil spirits and protect the country and the people. But I'm afraid it has backfired. I wonder how many mortals have been affected by this?"
Old man Ran was neither sad nor happy. Because of the birth of the Wuliang God, all the people in the village died.
While watching the six Dharma images fighting each other and countless mountains being crushed by them, he could also foresee that many villages living around Wuliang Mountain would suffer from this sudden disaster.
Sure enough, while the battle between the Dharma Masters was going on over there, a group of monks escaped from the sky and the ground, either flying on swords, in flying boats, or riding on zombies.
These people are obviously not from the same village, and they all have at least foundation-building cultivation.
One of the Jindan monks riding in the wooden coffin saw Wu Youde at a glance. He patted the wooden coffin, hovered beside Wu Youde and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Wu, what happened in your Wuliang Mountain? If I am not mistaken, this battle started from your Wuliang Mountain."
Wu Youde quickly followed the Jindan cultivator to explain: "It was the Wuliang God who was causing trouble. Now I have invited the elders of Xiangxi Sect to suppress Wuliang God, so fellow Taoists don't have to worry."
He didn't dare let anyone know that all this was a disaster caused by the old patriarch's selfish desires.
Now that there are only a handful of people like him left in the Wu family, the decline of the Wu family is certain. At this time, there is no need to increase hatred.
"Fellow Daoist Wu, you are being too easy. We don't have to worry about the Xiangxi Sect's elders being unable to suppress the Wuliang God. But there are still many relatives and friends in our village who have not escaped. How can we not worry about their safety?"
A group of people were talking while anxiously looking at the fight in the distance.
They finally saw the five elders of Xiangxi Sect picking up five mountains and smashing them down towards Wuliangshen.
A mountain above his head hit Wuliangshen and made him stagger. Before he could stand firm, a second mountain hit him at the bend of his feet.
After Wu Liangshen knelt down on one knee, the third, fourth and fifth seats came and hit Wu Liangshen's waist, back and back of the head.
As soon as Wuliangshen fell, the five elders grabbed him and countless zombies and walking corpses from the mass grave forest flew towards the five mountains.
Thousands and thousands of corpses covered the five mountains. They used their bodies to connect the five mountains into a string, forming five peaks to work together to suppress the Wuliang God.
Wuliangshen arched his body, and was about to shake off the mountain on his body and the corpse on the mountain.
Then the five elders grabbed the ground, and countless corpses that had just died exploded, forming balls of blood mist that fell into the hands of the five elders.
They drew talismans with blood on countless corpses.
There was a loud bang, and after the rune was written, the mountain of corpses weighed a ton of pounds, completely pressing Wuliang God to the ground. In an instant, the entire mass grave was shaken.
The five Dharma images subdued the God Wuliang, and only then did they retract their magical powers and disappear.
Seeing this, Tian Lin and others bravely flew towards Wuliang Mountain.
As they got closer, they looked at the five towering peaks.
On these five towering peaks, no soil, grass or rocks can be seen anymore. All that can be seen are layers of corpses piled up together, extending from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain where the end is invisible.
"With so many zombies and walking dead, I'm afraid they have completely cleared out the mass grave forest outside the mass grave site, right?"
Old Man Ran took a deep breath. He saw a few "familiar faces" among these zombies.
Everyone was marveling at the magnificence of the mountain of corpses, but everyone soon turned their attention to the short elder.
I saw that three of the four elders were meditating, and the other elder was assisting the shorter elder.
But the short elder made hand gestures with his hands, and created a series of weapon patterns with his bare hands, and then he threw them into the mountain of corpses.
Every time a weapon pattern fell on the mountain of corpses, it would cause the mountain to shake.
Then I saw the short elder holding a coffin nail, flying up and slowly falling from the top of the mountain.
Tian Lin and others looked at the short elder's actions in awe, watching him use coffin nails to carve patterns on each corpse.
"He wants to forge this mountain of corpses into a magical weapon?"
"A mountain of corpses, a sea of blood, and a Nascent Soul-level Dharma image. How powerful would such a Dharma weapon be?"
Everyone watched intently, trying to learn experience in refining equipment from the short elder's behavior.
Only a small number of people did not pay attention to these things, and turned around to look for their relatives - but after a fight, the surrounding mountains and rivers had already been beaten to pieces.
Those villages built on the mountains were also reduced to ashes long ago.
Moreover, the five elders of Xiangxi Sect had refined the flesh and blood of the dead villagers when they suppressed the Wuliang God. It would naturally be extremely difficult to find these villagers again now.
Although Tian Lin didn't know how to refine weapons, he was also paying attention to the actions of the short elder.
This attention lasted for more than ten days.
For more than ten days, the short elder never closed his eyes, concentrating on carving array patterns between the corpses.
During these ten days, there was not a single corpse on the stone mountain that had not been engraved with dense words by him.
There are more than tens of thousands of these words.
Finally one day, the short elder made his final stroke and put away the coffin nails in his hand.
He chanted a spell and then shouted "rise".
On the five mountains of corpses, countless zombies lay on the ground, lying between the corpses, and began to howl silently towards the sky.
These corpses were shining with golden light all over, and countless array characters were emitting golden light.
The mass grave shook, and the five mountains of corpses suddenly rose from the ground.
(End of this chapter)