The Blade-Wielding Legend-Chapter 1220 - 639:
The two of them were just about to speak when they saw the blood-red sky in the distance.
"Is that... in the direction of Mang Mountain?"
"An abnormal phenomenon in the sky, it seems something has happened."
"After all, it's the territory of Shangqing Palace, we..."
"Let's go take a look. Baima Temple is Baima Temple, it's too close to Xiangshan Temple, we need to know what's happened."
The two discussed briefly and quickly left, neglecting the repairs on the giant Buddha behind them.
After they left, the old man slowly turned around.
His eyes instantly turned pure black.
Gazing at the blood-red sky in the distance, he frowned and said, "Why has it appeared early?"
After speaking, he calculated with his fingers and murmured:
"The time has not yet come. The underground palace's destruction will surely summon the Mystical Sect's righteous path."
"Forget it, let's find something for them to do first..."
......
The anomaly at Mang Mountain alarmed various factions.
Li Yan and others, situated at the center, felt it more intensely.
In a short period, the blood-red light grew even more eerie, flickering like flames, illuminating the sky and clouds, spreading a blood-red hue over the mountains as if a wildfire was engulfing the sky.
Mang Mountain is surrounded by many Imperial Mausoleums.
In the forests around the tombs, birds and beasts scattered in fright, a flock of crows blocked out the sun.
Their cries were heartrending, like incantations from exorcism plays.
Due to the collapse of the underground palace, dust rose everywhere, leaving Li Yan and others looking ashen and disheveled.
Especially the deep underground soil, which surged out.
The air was filled with a nauseating stench of decay mixed with rust.
However, even the usually meticulous Long Yan'er couldn't care less about this.
"This blood light..."
Long Yan'er looked up at the sky, full of shock, "Could it be... we've caused trouble?"
"It's not our fault," Yin Jiuge continued.
The hunchbacked old man's eyes gleamed brightly. He squatted down, took a pinch of soil, tasted it, then grabbed a handful of Five-Colored Soil from the pouch at his waist, piled it into a small heap on the ground, inserted three sticks of incense, and observed the changes.
In their sight, the incense burned abnormally, with the left stick longer than the two shorter right sticks.
"The Earth Vein is shifting, Astral Bane Energy collides!"
Yin Jiuge frowned, puzzled: "There seems to be something inside suppressing the Demon Army and Evil Spirit Qi of the Six Kingdoms, causing such commotion."
Li Yan performed a mantra, his ears perked up, then he looked at the ground in shock.
"I... I hear the sound of a dragon's roar and battle cries."
"Dragon's roar?"
Yin Jiuge, deep in thought, immediately took out the Compass, made a few rounds, inspected, then said: "Hiss—not good, this underground palace has arrangements, I didn't see it, it could connect Mang Mountain's Earth Vein, and even affect the central Dragon Vein!"
"It should be the 'Suihou Treasure Pearl,' does this treasure have such power?"
As he spoke, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
Li Yan's heart stirred, he took out a bamboo slip from his bosom.
It was snatched earlier from the hands of the old Yin man possessed by 'Demonic Qi.'
"Senior, please take a look at this."
Li Yan explained its origin, then said gravely, "That demon carried it with him, there must be something odd!"
Everyone looked down to see the bamboo slip, its surface glowing with a blue-black sheen, appearing particularly eerie under the blood light.
Yin Jiuge received it and felt an icy sensation, clearly not an ordinary object.
"This is a Qin Bamboo."
As he read through it, he frowned and said, "The Netherworld Sect's Scripture Pavilion still retains many of these. Their size, shape, and material are identical; it should originate from the Qin Palace, but these characters... I truly can't recognize them."
It's no wonder he was distressed; the characters were too ancient.
They resembled small seal script but were bolder and more intricate, even somewhat akin to oracle bone script.
Li Yan, also troubled by the revelation, had initially checked it but couldn't understand it, and it seems even the well-versed old predecessor of the Netherworld Sect couldn't either.
"May I have a look?"
At this moment, Jin-eye Feng suddenly spoke up.
After glancing through the bamboo slip, he nodded and said: "This is the 'Golden Sparrow Book.'"
"According to the 'Ink Swamp': In ancient times were money inscriptions, Zhou's imperial palace, Han's weights and measures, and cast currency, inscribed during the Zhou era, most people could only recognize a few characters, but I obtained an ancient book and learned them."
"Senior, you truly live up to the name 'Golden Eye!'"
Li Yan was overjoyed and quickly said, "Hurry and see, what's written up there?"
Golden Eye Feng nodded, and after carefully identifying the text, his face suddenly filled with astonishment.
"This is... Xu Fu's own handwriting!"
Sweat broke out on his forehead as he browsed and spoke, "It records Xu Fu describing how he left the Divine State back then, ventured overseas seeking immortality, never intending to return, leaving behind three bamboo slips. They respectively record the path to immortality, the secrets of the Fake Yin Bureau, and the restriction of Luoyang."
He then recited the original text:
"Commanded by the Emperor, Xu (Fu) was to subdue the Demon Army of the Six Kingdoms at Mang Mountain. However, the Demon Army transformed from Evil Spirit Qi, and ordinary magic methods couldn't destroy them. So, he modeled after Fengdu's structure and set up a Fake Yin Bureau to trap them..."
"The Fake Yin Bureau is based on the Three Talents: Heaven is the Suihou Pearl, Man is Three Emperors Wood, Earth is..."
Golden Eye Feng abruptly stopped, frowning, "This part has been deliberately worn away."
Continuing on, he read: "The magicians of the Six Kingdoms refined demon soldiers with Evil Spirit, if suppressed forcefully, they will suffer an even greater backlash."
"Penglai has no medicine, and there are no immortals in Japan. The east voyage is difficult to return, yet the Qin law is cruel. I fear the Emperor will send people to hunt me down. Thus, I left a flaw in the 'Man' spirit wood, disrupting the Great Array of the Nine Tripods of the Divine State, although uneasy at heart, I sought self-preservation..."
"What a demon thief!"
Upon hearing this, Yin Jiuge's face instantly filled with murderous intent, "As expected, it was this scoundrel causing trouble!"
"What self-preservation? If he were truly afraid, how could he deliberately leave this behind? Clearly, he was secretly guiding, did it mention the path to immortality and the Nine Tripods?"
This issue was significant, so he didn't bother to hide it.
Golden Eye Feng, understanding the seriousness, carefully reviewed it again, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Senior, what you wish to know is likely on another 'Path of Immortality' bamboo slip. This only tells about the Fake Yin Bureau."
"The 'Suihou Snake Pearl' connects Mang Mountain and the Yellow River to the central Dragon Vein. Once the Demon Army of the Six Kingdoms breaks free, the Treasure Bead used to suppress them will inevitably trigger the Dragon Vein. With the right timing, the Yuzhou Tripod could be drawn out!"
"I understand now!"
A flash of enlightenment crossed Yin Jiuge's mind as he gritted his teeth, "Xu Fu has really used clever means."
"The Suihou Snake Pearl is a bait, the Mang Mountain Dragon Vein serves as a fishing rod, and the Six Kingdoms' Demon Army is utilized by him, becoming the force to draw out the Yuzhou Tripod. As long as someone from later generations covets the Treasure Tripod, it's easy to follow through."
"Wang Xuanmo didn't capture the Six Kingdoms' descendants to suppress the Demon Army, but to control the timing!"
"Qingming is tomorrow!"
Li Yan pondered, "Did our advance disrupt his plan?"
"I'm afraid it's not that simple."
Yin Jiuge frowned, "Currently, the two sides are still in a stalemate below. If we ignore it, the Suihou Snake Pearl will continue to draw the Dragon Vein Earth Qi, eventually fishing out the Yuzhou Tripod. If the Great Array is destroyed and the Demon Army breaks free, then..."
Before he could finish speaking, urgent footsteps suddenly came from afar, accompanied by the crisp sound of metal clashing.
"Someone's coming!"
Lv San shouted in a low voice, and the Little White Fox leapt off his shoulder, its ears perked up in alert.
Li Yan quickly stashed away the bamboo slip and rested his hand on the Duan Chen Blade.
Through the dense blood mist, he saw a group of figures in Daoist robes rapidly approaching.
Among them was an elderly Daoist with white hair and beard, holding a horsetail whisk, eyes full of murderous intent.
"They're from the Shangqing Palace!"
Golden Eye Feng's expression changed slightly, "Judging by their posture, they're not coming with good intentions..."
In a moment, the group of Taoists had approached.
Roughly counting, there were at least fifty or sixty of them.
Compared to Qingcheng, not as many, but such a force was still considerable.
The Daoists wore expressions of hostility and soon formed a fan-shape to surround them.
"Which villain dares to destroy the Imperial Mausoleum!"
The leading old Daoist shouted sharply, pointing the horsetail whisk at Li Yan, "Was it you who dug Jingling and caused this Red Defect disaster?"
Li Yan frowned and said in a deep voice, "Senior is mistaken, it was the demon from Mang Mountain..."
"Silence!"
The old Daoist wouldn't listen to explanations. With a flick of his horsetail whisk, "Mang Mountain is a Holy Land of our Mystical Sect, guarded by Shangqing Palace. How could there be any demon? You're even holding stolen goods from tomb raiding and dare to argue!"
"All disciples heed my order, capture these thieves!"
Before he finished speaking, more than twenty Taoists simultaneously drew their swords.
Clang!
Lv San and Li Yan immediately raised their firearms.
"Hahaha..."
The old Daoist burst into laughter, "New firearms, do you think only you know how to use them?"
With that said, he waved his hand, and the followers behind also raised their firearms.
But before he could finish his sentence, his face turned stiff.
Wu Ba was seen carrying a Tiger-Squat Cannon pointed at them...







