After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 36

"Fellow Daoist, calm down first." Qi Wuyou said in a low voice.

He was worried that Nangong Li's agitation would trigger the ban and attract Sect Master Long.

Nan Gongli on the opposite side of the stone gate also knew this truth, put his head on the stone gate, and clenched his hands locked by iron chains tighter and tighter, trying to restrain the excitement in his chest.

If there is light here, you can see the human figure sticking to the stone gate, just like a skeleton frame-anyone who has been locked in the underground palace without the sun for 15 years will not be better than him.

15, 15...

Nan Gongli thought of going from hope to disappointment to despair again and again in the past 15 years, and his restless heart sank into the glacier with a thud.

Qi Wuyou outside the door noticed that the sound of the chains had suddenly disappeared, so he couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist Nangong, are you still there?"

A movement of the chain was counted as an answer.

Nangong Li let out a sigh of relief, and waited until his throat was no longer tight, before saying: "Since you know my name, you must have discovered the hidden language formation on the pill. Did you come here by Sect Master Long, or did you come in by yourself? ? How is the outside of the underground palace now?"

Qi Wuyou said: "I and my disciples were imprisoned here by Sect Master Long, but I used a trick, Sect Master Long didn't know that I could move freely in the underground palace.

"The outside of the underground palace is not very good. Sect Master Long harvests the spiritual energy of his disciples without restraint. If you think about it, just like the fellow Taoist said, the big formation will be completed, so there is no need to worry about it."

Didn't expect it to be this far.

Hearing this, Nangong Li's heart lake, which had just calmed down, surged again, his throat felt sweet, a mouthful of blood gushed out, he put one hand on the stone gate, and sat down on the ground weakly.

Qi Wuyou couldn't see the situation on the opposite side of the stone gate, he could only hear the soft ringing of the chains inside, and asked, "Fellow Nangong, just now you asked me to help you break the formation, how can I break it? Do I need you to be released? "

"...No," Nan Gongli leaned back against the stone gate, wiped the blood from his mouth, turned his head, suppressed the urge to vomit, and said, "I have been imprisoned here by the suzerain for 15 years. It's useless, it's better to save your strength and deal with the suzerain."

"……What's the meaning?"

"If you want to break the formation, you must either kill Sect Master Long, or seal his spiritual veins."

Qi Wuyou frowned: "Fellow Daoists also know that Sect Master Long has an aura as his backing, it's not that easy to deal with, so there is no other way?"

"There are only two ways, there is no other way, because the suzerain..."

Nangong Li has been locked in the underground palace all year round, without seeing the sun, and his body is already extremely weak.

Just now he vomited blood again, he felt short of breath when he said this, and took a couple of breaths.

"Because of what?" Qi Wuyou waited anxiously.

Nangong Li swallowed exhaustedly, the pressure of blood lingering in his chest was suppressed, so that he would not vomit blood as soon as he opened his mouth, and then said the most important second half of the sentence: "Because Sect Master Long is the leader of this white mist formation." Eye!"

"!?"

Qi Wuyou was stunned for a moment, and then enlightened - no wonder, no wonder he couldn't find the eye of the white mist formation, no wonder he always felt awkward seeing Sect Master Long.

It turned out that "Fang Wai's Eye" had already given him a hint!

In this way, the person who stopped Sect Master Long in the original book must have chosen to seal Sect Master Long's spiritual power, so that he lived five years later.

Who is this person?

Qi Wuyou had no clue, so he could only dig information from Nangong Li as much as possible: "To be honest, Sect Master Long is far superior to me. With my own strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it. Fellow Daoists, who else is there in the sect?" Can you help me?"

"No." Nan Gongli shook his head weakly with his back against the stone gate, "no more. In the Longyin Sect, all capable people have been killed by the suzerain."

Nangong Li paused for a moment, finally unable to calm down his grief and anger, and said: "First kill the disciple, then kill the fairy elder, and finally even the elder will not escape his hand, in vain... in vain for my conceited intelligence, but I was deceived by him and set up a white The big fog array locked the sect, and the lives of thousands of brothers and sisters in the whole sect were all lost at my hands, I..."

Fifteen years ago, he was also a well-known genius in the world of cultivating immortals, but because he was deceived by the suzerain, he indirectly killed thousands of people in the sect and fell to this point.

The suzerain threatened the lives of the surviving brothers and sisters and forced him to smelt Qi Gathering Pills every day.

He hid the hidden language formation in the medicine pattern, hoping that one day someone would see through the suzerain's scheme, but he didn't expect that it would last for 15 years.

The white mist looked pure and flawless, and it was filled with the spiritual energy and blood of the brothers and sisters who practiced together in the past, and there was a fishy smell between the opening and closing.

Thinking of this, Nan Gongli couldn't hold back the blood in his chest any longer, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground.

The opposite party suddenly lost his voice halfway through the conversation, and Qi Wuyou called out, "Fellow Daoist Nangong?"

For a long time, the entire underground palace was shrouded in silence.

The bitter smell coming from the crack of the door was mixed with bloody smell, thinking of the muffled sound of something falling to the ground just now, Qi Wuyou was stunned—couldn't it be... dead?

"Fellow Daoist Nangong? Fellow Daoist Nangong! Nangong Li! Are you still alive?"

On the other side of Shimen, there was no response.

"..."

None of the monks locked up in the underground palace can fight, and the seed player he is looking for is dead on the opposite side of the stone gate...

Qi Wuyou was stunned, could it be that outsiders came in when the white mist formation was about to form in the original book?

What about him/her?

Soon, Sect Master Long began to use the white mist array to harvest spiritual energy again.

The forbidden cage seems to have a special effect. The people locked inside have no resistance, and even no consciousness, and the condensed aura is deprived.

Even Luo Yunzhang, who had been on guard for a long time, was exploited.

Qi Wuyou was pacing anxiously in the underground palace—it was at this time, and the person in the original book hadn't appeared yet, so maybe he lost the chain on the spot?

Aren't he and Luo Yunzhang just waiting to die?

Thinking of the pink wax in the forbidden cage, Qi Wuyou shivered.

No, I can't wait any longer. When the white mist forms, I will have no chance to run!

Sure enough, it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself.

If I had known that Nangong Li was useless and had to fight this fight by myself in the end, I shouldn't have entered the underground palace, and I wasted a puppet of him!

Qi Wuyou swept it from his waist in frustration, and the flower bone fan spun a few times in his palm, firmly held between his five fingers.

Quickly came to the cage where Luo Yunzhang was locked, tightened his five fingers, raised his hand and slashed hard.

A crack immediately appeared on the restraining cage.

Before the cracks could stop spreading, two more blowing winds overlapped, and the restraining cage shattered with a click.

Qi Wuyou grabbed Luo Yunzhang and flew towards the entrance of the underground palace, saying anxiously: "Protect the spiritual energy, follow me!"

Under the crisis, he no longer has the mind to distract himself from acting as a master.

Sect Master Long in the quiet room noticed that the restriction was broken, and stood up abruptly, thinking that the movement was most likely caused by the two people who had just locked in, a haze cast over his face, he flicked his sleeves, and opened the door of the quiet room .

The restriction on the stone wall at the entrance of the underground palace is much stronger than the restriction below.

After seven or eight chops, they couldn't move the slightest bit. Sect Master Long would be approaching from time to time, and every second counts. Qi Wuyou said silently: "Knowing blow!"