Chapter 573: Escape from the Sky

Chapter 573: Escape from the Sky

Chapter 573: Escape from the Sky

[Yunxiang Ding (Level 8)]

[… A magic weapon made from the heart of the Heavenly Star Stone and forged with incense. It can carry a huge amount of incense without losing it. It has a deity image inside and can slowly absorb the corresponding incense within a certain range…]

[Control conditions: Sixth level of God Worship]

[Control Effect: Level 8 (Gold): Good Luck]

In the small tripod the size of a fist, the lights of various incense sticks intertwined, looking pleasing to the eye.

"The Evil God Cult has a lot of money. With this amount of money in hand, we can stay in the Netherworld for many years."

Li Yuan played with the small tripod.

To travel in the Netherworld one needs to burn incense, otherwise one will be corroded by the breath of the Netherworld. He once asked the little female dragon, and learned that the erosion of the Netherworld is irreversible, and even gods dare not be contaminated.

He had originally been thinking of asking Qin Yun for some money as travel expenses, but now, well, he had to ask.

Incense is a panacea, circulated among all realms. Long before the Origin Divine Dynasty, it was already the most widely circulated "currency".

No matter how much, he will never have too much.

"The one with the most incense is still the imperial court..."

With thoughts turning in his mind, Li Yuan took out the lump of Bailing red treasure mud and tried to attract the incense.

hum~
A wisp of incense sank into it, and the red treasure mud trembled gently, digesting the wisp of incense as if it had life.

"I also want incense that is not of high rank. I am not picky..."

With a large amount of incense in hand, Li Yuan would naturally not be stingy enough to use only low-grade incense to nourish the spiritual mud. He was just estimating how much incense was needed to nourish the spiritual mud.

First order, second order...

From low to high, Li Yuan invested thousands of incense sticks, and the red treasure mud accepted them all. Later, the whole body emitted a soft light.

Through this faint light, it seems that one can see a figure that looks like a human and a monkey, with limbs and a torso, but the nine orifices are blocked.

"Can it be refined into an incarnation only after it is warmed and nourished with incense and its nine orifices are opened?"

Li Yuan frowned slightly. He even threw a strand of seventh-level incense into it, but the figure's nine orifices did not move at all:
"How much incense will this cost?"

Seeing that there was no change after the red treasure mud digested the incense, Li Yuan stopped the loss in time. Although he had just received a lot of incense, he could not waste it for no reason.

"There should be incense in the Bafang Temple, right?"

After putting away the red treasure mud and the Yunxiang Ding, Li Yuan opened his eyes. Behind the strange rock forest, there were wisps of smoke lingering outside the ancient temple. After Dong Twenty-three woke up, the ancient temple was not as clear as before.

"what!"

At this moment, a low roar came from the bottom of the mountain.

"The spirit turtle that carries the palace?"

Li Yuan's heart moved, and he stood up and looked down the mountain.

All I saw was the rolling air waves, and the tortoise shell with hideous bone spurs all over its body was spinning wildly under the attacks of Fang Sanyun and Taoist Yuan Qing, and sometimes someone would groan and scream.

"This turtle shell is really hard."

Li Yuan was a little shocked.

Almost everyone at the foot of the mountain was trying to kill the old turtle. Fang Sanyun and Taoist Yuanqing even used the Tianyun Xuanbing, and the latter used the Sanyuan Yiqi Posture to pin it down at the foot of the mountain.

The former held the Heavenly Fire Samadhi Seal and kept beating it. For a moment, smoke and dust billowed and thunder roared below the mountain.

But even so, the turtle shell was not broken, it just kept shaking and cracking. Instead, the people who were besieging it groaned and screamed from time to time, and were injured by the recoil of the bone spurs.

……

"You are still a little naive if you want to break Grandpa Turtle's shell!"

A cold shout came from the tortoise shell: "Retreat quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Do you really think I can't do anything to you?!"

Fang Sanyuan groaned and stepped back, then became furious:
"go with!"

A small red seal flew out of his hand, spun in the air, and engulfed in red flames like a dragon as it crashed into the tortoise shell in the smoke and dust.

"Heavenly Profound Soldiers!"

The old turtle fairy felt nervous. This mysterious weapon, which was tainted with the aura of the Eight Directions Temple, was much more ferocious than any top-grade magic weapon he had ever seen. How could he be willing to take it head-on?

But the Three Elements and One Qi Pillar had already fixed him in place. Whether he wanted to or not, he could only shout:
"Let's see whether you smash Grandpa to death, or Grandpa kills you with the counterattack!"

Boom!

There was a huge explosion with a roar, raising a cloud of dust.

The violent energy was so powerful that even several grand masters couldn't help but pause for a moment. Then, a muffled sound was heard, and Fang Sanyun staggered and fell to the ground, with blood oozing from his seven orifices.

"what!"

In the smoke and dust, the Turtle Immortal screamed, obviously he was also seriously injured.

"Haven't you broken the turtle shell yet?!"

"It is indeed comparable to the Heavenly Destiny Mystical Soldiers. This old turtle's shell is really too hard."

"Hiss, Brother Fang's injury..."

Seeing the tortoise shell spinning in the smoke and dust, everyone at the foot of the mountain felt it was a problem. Not only was the tortoise shell hard, it also had the ability to rebound.

The harder you hit, the more serious your injuries will be. How can you fight like this?
"How can a mere tortoise shell compare to the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Soldier?"

Zhou Ying snorted coldly: "If I had the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer here, no matter what armor or tortoise shell you have, I would be able to smash it with one hammer!"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around, and ripples appeared in the void. Li Yuan walked out of the passage and drew out the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer upon hearing his words:
"Senior Zhou, take the hammer!"

"Roar!"

The red hand hammer flew into the air, and the black whale spirit that came out of the small dark room was extremely excited. Zhou Ying took the hammer with both hands, exhaled and shouted, and was about to smash it down with the hammer.

"Puff!" The heavy hammer rose up and before it fell, the energy had already rolled down. There was a "crackling" sound, and the turtle shell seemed to make a wailing sound. The old turtle immortal poked out his pale head and face, and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood:
"Stop, everyone, stop it!"

Woo~
Zhou Ying controlled his hammering according to his heart and stopped at the right time. Together with Taoist Yuanqing and Long Yingchan, they surrounded the old turtle.

"...I have no grudge against you all, why do you want to capture and kill me?"

The old turtle immortal's face was pale and bloodless. He first fought desperately with the Thousand-Eyed Dharma Master, and then was beaten up by Long Yingchan and his men. Even though his turtle shell was tough, he still suffered serious injuries.

"Tie him up first."

Long Yingchan frowned, Taoist Yuanqing nodded, raised his hand and released a Qi Pillar to tie him up. The old turtle gritted his teeth and did not resist. He was thrown aside, splashing a cloud of dust.

Ao Cang, who was tied under a tree not far away, gave a bitter smile when he saw this.

"Is the old ghost with a thousand eyes dead?"

Long Yingchan turned around and asked Li Yuan, and the others also looked over.

"not dead."

Li Yuan reached out to take the Black Whale Hammer and repeated Dong Ershisan's answer.

"A wisp of residual spirit..."

Everyone looked at each other, but they were not too surprised. After all, the records on the stone tablet were too creepy.

"I'm afraid this beast has more than one remnant of spirit."

Long Yingchan frowned:
"This old ghost has been dormant in secret for a thousand years. I'm afraid he has other plans... But with that, um, Dong Twenty-three here, even if he has other plans, they won't work."

Thinking of this, Long Yingchan felt relieved again.

With Li Yuan's natural talent, he had almost no rivals among those of the same level. He simply couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him by going three levels lower.

“Oh, God…”

Zen Master Da Ding shook his hand. Just now, he was also injured by the tortoise shell. Although there was no blood, several finger bones were exposed.

"No wonder the Evil God Cult only cares about incense, so that's why..."

"It is rumored that the Evil God Cult originated from outer space. I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect that this old ghost not only came from outer space, but was also a god."

Taoist Yuanqing stroked his long beard, feeling quite touched.

He has a deep understanding of the Evil God Cult. In order to destroy the Evil God Cult, he has sneaked into the Evil God Cult's headquarters many times in the past few decades and obtained a lot of secrets.

The Evil God Cult was frightened by Dayun Taizu Pang Wenlong and was officially included in the court's list of gods 1,400 years ago. However, the Thousand-Eyed Master had already existed long before that.

The legend that he came from outer space has existed for thousands of years, but only a few people believe in him.

“No wonder this old ghost rarely takes action. He originally came here for the Bafang Temple, but…”

Fang Sanyun spat out a mouthful of dirty blood. He opened his eyes and looked at Chi Lian under the tree beside him: "Fang, I remember you said that the Bafang Temple is not in your calculations. Even the gods cannot spy on it..."

"This is just a record in the academy. Even if there is something wrong with it, where can I go to verify it?"

Feeling everyone's gaze, Chi Lian's face turned ugly: "I am only at the Unity Realm, how can I know about the affairs of the gods?"

"The Bafang Temple is not included in the calculation. She did not lie."

At this time, the old turtle fairy recovered his breath. He squinted his small green eyes and looked at everyone, finally landing on Li Yuan.

Although this kid has only just begun to cultivate, everyone present seems to be relying on him as their leader.

"Then how did this old ghost know about this thousands of years in advance?"

Long Yingchan and others frowned.

"All deduction methods require a medium. Every time the Eight Directions Temple is closed, the energy is dispersed, so the gods cannot calculate it. But what if there is a medium?"

Turtle Immortal didn't pay attention to other people's gazes, he just looked at Li Yuan:

"The Eight Directions Temple has been wandering in Tianshiyuan for too long. Perhaps, a god has already entered the Eight Directions Temple. Who knows..."

"Not impossible."

Li Yuan glanced at the Thousand Eyes Monument. This old man was much more familiar with the Eight Directions Map than Qin Yun. He also had a deep understanding of the mountain climbing trial and even the Taoist Soldier Tower.

He had had doubts before, but Dong Twenty-three avoided talking about it, so he was unable to confirm it.

"go on."

Seeing that Li Yuan was interested, the old turtle was shocked:
"Whether the gods are spying on the Bafang Temple, I have no way of knowing, but right now, you are facing a catastrophe, a catastrophe that is enough to destroy the world!"

In fortune-telling, the first three sentences are the most important. If they cannot scare people, then there is no way to do business.

Old Turtle was well aware of this, but what surprised him was that after he finished speaking, no one present reacted at all. Not to mention Li Yuan and Long Yingchan, even Ao Cang beside him had a blank expression.

"It can't be..."

The old turtle's heart skipped a beat and he glanced at Chi Lian, who sneered and closed his eyes.

"Do you have any solution?"

No matter how big the disaster is, after hearing about it so many times, it will not be shocking anymore. At least Li Yuan is very calm.

"This calamity originates from the Bafang Temple. To break it..."

The old turtle ignored Chi Lian's mocking look and said, "How about loosening the rope first?"

"So what if it's loose?"

Before Li Yuan opened his mouth, a voice came from behind him.

"Senior Qin."

Long Yingchan relaxed his long eyebrows.

Pang Wenlong, dressed in a purple robe, stepped out from the void. In one hand he held the Bafang Temple token, and in the other he held a trembling miniature warship.

(End of this chapter)