pertwk Chapter 1791 The Rejected Disciple
Chapter 1791 The Rejected Disciple
Chapter 1791 The Rejected Disciple
How can this process be described as “intense”?
But Aunt Zhu's vision had long been shrewd by He Lingchuan. Although the attackers were struggling and the defenders were trying their best, shouting and killing all over the field, and using magical powers, in fact -
In fact, very few people died in the war. So far, there are only a few dozen people killed, and that's the total number from both sides.
It can be seen that this battle was only exciting on the surface.
He Lingchuan could always explain the profound meaning of each command, but the battle line could not be pushed forward. Xiao Wencheng had no choice, because he was an expert in command, and fighting was not a game, so he could do whatever he wanted.
After hearing what Aunt Zhu said, He Lingchuan looked up at it and smiled slightly.
Seeing his expression, Aunt Zhu knew that she was right. This guy was intentionally suppressing the tempo when commanding the Illusion Sect team.
Is he stalling for time?
As if to answer its question, He Lingchuan said to Xiao Wencheng: "Master Xiao, why do I feel that the battle between Immortal Venerable and Miao Zhantian was not fought with all their strength?"
"Oh?" Xiao Wencheng asked him, "What do you think?"
"Only one of the Immortal Venerable's Dharma images showed up." He Lingchuan was taking care of the chaotic battle situation while still paying attention to such details. "Only the Yin Hu Dharma image participated in the battle."
Yin Kui Fashang did not participate in the battle head-on, but instead found a meteorite crater and went to put out the meteorite.
The Divine Fire Array was missing two pieces, and one of the meteorites was dug out by it.
It is impossible for a true immortal like Qianhuan Zhenren to have only one external form.
"And Miao Zhantian simply didn't release any clones. This doesn't make sense." True Lord Cang Xi was squatting in the Unbeaten Post and meditating, playing a rules duel with True Lord Qian Huan.
He didn't believe that these two great men didn't have the energy to do something else.
"The Immortal Venerable only needs to release another Dharma Image to overthrow the Unbeaten Post, and the Illusion Sect's army won't have to fight there for a long time."
There are two ways to determine the winner of the battle between Qian Huan and Miao Zhan Tian:
One is to win the battle of laws with honor;
Another way is to physically destroy the opponent's body.
No matter what kind of success it is, it is called winning.
Before Xiao Wencheng could reply, the voice of Qianhuan Zhenren rang in their ears: "Do you think Miao Zhantian would leave his safety to a ragtag army?"
"What do you mean?" He Lingchuan thought for a moment and revealed a look of realization, "Miao Zhantian has also arranged a backup plan at the Unbeaten Post?"
"If I attack, He will protect himself." Qian Huan said coldly, "He is different from me. His true body is exposed in broad daylight, which makes him extremely uneasy. That's why he wants to lure me to take action as soon as possible."
Until now, the Illusion Sect still has the upper hand on the battlefield. He is hiding at this time, just like a sword in its sheath, about to be drawn. This poses the greatest threat to the enemy and makes Miao Zhantian the most uneasy. He must leave enough room for escalation in every battle.
If he took action, Miao Zhantian would finally feel at ease and could go all out.
This is a subtlety that is difficult to appreciate without rich individual combat experience.
Aunt Zhu figured it out in a flash and scratched her big eyes:
It turned out that He Lingchuan did not dare to send Huan Zong to attack because he was afraid of falling into Miao Zhantian's trap and becoming Qian Huan's cannon fodder.
The same applies when we look at the fact that the three of us have never personally taken part in the fight.
He has been trying his best to protect his companions, but he won't say it out loud.
At this moment, another spot of light disappeared from the sand table:
Another foothold of the Divine Fire Array was destroyed by the Yin Gui Dharma Image.
This is what He Lingchuan said, "The advantage is on my side." After all, Miao Zhantian's demon subordinates are few in number, so it is difficult for him to stop Qian Huan from undermining his position.
If they don't think of changing, the Divine Fire Array might really be overthrown by Master Qianhuan in the end.
Dong Rui couldn't help but ask: "Does Miao Zhantian still have a chance to turn defeat into victory?"
"Yes." He Lingchuan thought without hesitation, "In addition to protecting his true body, there is only one way for him to win as soon as possible -"
"Find the true body of Qianhuan Immortal Venerable!"
"Then his efforts will be in vain." Qian Huan Zhenren laughed, and his deep laughter echoed on the stone wall. "He misjudged me."
That is to say, True Man Qianhuan was certain that Miaozhantian could not find his true body, even though He possessed the Eye of Truth and the ability to see through illusions.
But he said, what does it mean that Miaozhantian misjudged him?
Is there any information gap between him and Miao Zhantian? He Lingchuan thought and said, "Miao Zhantian dared to enter the Upside-Down Sea this time because he was well prepared. He should have considered various accidents. For example, he was at a disadvantage in the battle."
Judging from the several powerful moves Miao Zhantian released, he must not have used up all his backup plans yet.
This is probably the reason why Master Qianhuan is still extremely cautious and dares not attack with all his strength.
He wanted to consume Miaozhantian's divine power and slowly wear him down to death.
This is the way to win at the lowest cost.
But Miaozhantian will definitely not sit still and wait for death. He has made it very clear in both worlds that as long as he is at a disadvantage, he will take extremely radical and violent measures to try to destroy the existing pattern.
And this trick is quite useful.
Now, Miao Zhantian was about to fall behind again. "So, what other ways does He have to turn the tables?"
At this moment, Elder Liu, who was in another meteorite crater, suddenly sent a message: "The gift given by the Immortal Venerable is almost used up."
The gift weapon bestowed upon them by Qian Huan was actually the embodiment of his own power. It could be combined with the immortal power of the elders to strike a fatal blow to the Divine Fire Meteorite when the opportunity arose.
However, as the Divine Fire Meteorite was continuously strengthened by Miao Zhantian, the ritual vessels in Elder Liu's hands were no longer sufficient.
This is an empty millstone. After Elder Liu activated it with his own power, the volume of the millstone increased by hundreds of times and it moved under the meteorite to prevent it from rotating.
The result was that the millstone was ground so hard that sparks flew everywhere, and the stone slurry produced could extinguish the golden light.
Although the meteorite's rotation did slow down, the millstone was worn thinner at a faster rate.
In fifty breaths at most, it will be worn away.
Elder Liu was unable to get away, so he asked his master for help.
Xiao Wencheng looked back at the altar and saw a whisk that glowed blue beside it. He then said to the disciple guarding the lamp, "You! Give the whisk to Junior Brother Liu!"
The disciple who was guarding the lamp agreed, took the whisk from the altar, held it in his arms, walked quickly to the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, and dived into it.
There were ripples on the mirror.
Then, the disciple who was guarding the lamp was bounced back.
This scene made everyone present look sideways.
Ever since He Lingchuan loaned the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, the disciples of the Huan Sect have been able to use it smoothly, without any difference from before.
How come this mistake happened when it was the disciple guarding the lamp's turn to enter?
The last time the Haoyuan Golden Mirror had problems, it simply sent He Lingchuan to the Yaozi Lake, and did not directly reject him.
The disciple who was guarding the lamp refused to believe it. After he had stood firm, he rushed into the mirror again, his movements more urgent than the last time.
Duang, he was bounced back by the Haoyuan Golden Mirror again!
And because his momentum was so great, the mirror's rebound force was also great, bouncing him back five steps.
Xiao Wencheng's eyes changed immediately when he looked at the disciple who was guarding the lamp: "What's going on?"
The disciple guarding the lamp whispered, "I, disciple, don't know either."
Dong Rui, who was standing nearby, also noticed it. His movements were hurried, but his face was stiff and his tone was flat, which was totally incompatible with the anxious context.
He Lingchuan was even more straightforward: "He is not a disciple of Huanzong!"
The setting of Haoyuan Golden Mirror is that both He Lingchuan and his party and the disciples of Huanzong can use it. The fact that this disciple who guards the lantern was rejected means that Haoyuan Golden Mirror judged that he is not a disciple of Huanzong and does not have the qualification to pass!
As soon as He Lingchuan finished speaking, the disciple guarding the lamp suddenly turned around and rushed towards the sand table.
The sand table and the Haoyuan Golden Mirror were not far apart, and he was very fast, so he arrived in the blink of an eye.
He can escape from the secret room by jumping into the sandbox.
He Lingchuan and the other two did not take any action, because this place had an owner.
Sure enough, just before the lamp-keeping boy was about to crash into the sand table, a blue light flashed across the light shield of the sand table.
With a "bang", the sound of him hitting the sand table was like hitting a solid wall. The sand table did not move at all, but he was hit on the forehead and bleeding.
The lamplighter boy seemed to feel no pain and wanted to turn around, but his feet were stuck in the ground and he could not move at all.
He looked down and found that his feet below the ankles had somehow sunk into the ground, sinking deeply into the mud.
"Struggling is useless." Xiao Wencheng raised his wrist and the whisk was in his hand. "What does Miao Zhantian want you to do?"
He carefully looked at the lamp-keeping boy and saw that his eyelids suddenly started blinking non-stop and his eyes rolled up. So he walked behind the boy and brushed him with his whisk.
The clothes on the boy's back were brushed off.
His back is quite clean, nothing there.
But Aunt Zhu suddenly said, "There is a hole outside the cervical vertebrae! The thing was originally attached to the back of his neck, and now it has drilled into his head!"
Xiao Wencheng hit him with a whisk.
Don’t be fooled by the softness of the silk brush. In his hand, it was harder than a sword. With just one flick, half of the lamp-guarding disciple’s head was cut off!
The body fell to the ground, and red and white objects splattered everywhere.
Xiao Wencheng's eyes were as sharp as torches as he pulled something out of the dead body's brain:
The little bug is as long as a little finger and looks like a scorpion, but its tail is not a barb but a few long and thin whiskers.
"Brain-eating insect monster!"
They had discovered this thing once before on Shilong Peak.
Xiao Wencheng frowned: "After crossing Yaozi Lake, my servant has never left the team, how could he be tricked?"
Aunt Zhu continued, "That was before they crossed the lake. They captured the lantern guard, planted a brain-eating bug monster in him, and then released him."
How should I put it? The execution of Huan Zong's retreat plan was a bit messy. Aunt Zhu shook her head when she saw it.
After the main force of the Huan Zong entered the lake, the rest of the group was chased and killed by the Heavenly Palace army and fled. Many disciples were captured. Wouldn't it be easy for the Heavenly Palace to do something to them?
This brain-eating insect demon was more powerful than the previous one and was harder to detect. Even the corpse controlled by it did not have loose muscles, dilated pupils, or emit the stench of corpses. In addition, it always stood far away and rarely came into sight, so it was able to hide here.
If there weren't the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, I don't know how long it would have been lurking here.