Chapter 162

At this point, however, a hand reached over her shoulder.

Jiang chenbi looks back with anger. The thick darkness almost obliterates her. She subconsciously wants to fight back. The man's hands have no strength, but a face of ink and ink and looks at her quietly.

"Girl, you are bewildered. Wake up quickly."

"Don't do it, you'll regret it."

The man's voice is not slow, but it is like a breeze blowing her face. She shakes her mind. When she sees who her sword is against, the whole person is surprised, "forget Chuan... Brother forget Chuan?"

"At last, I wake up," Meng said with a sigh of relief. He grabbed her sleeve and ran away from a gap opened by Li Chi. "Let's go. People from the five main gates have arrived. Lu Ze and they are waiting for reception in cangyue tower now."

Although Jiang chenbi recovered her mind, her consciousness was still a little confused. "This is..." she saw the corpses all over the place, and the blood flowed into a river. From time to time, she had to avoid the fighting of swords and swords. The bonfire was bright and the voice was loud.

"It's too late to explain. Let's go first." Meng forgetting Chuan said, one side hastily asked, "Yan Yi, are you dead?"

Behind him came a low male voice, the breath is still stable, "No."

"Yes, you can hold on a little longer." Meng forgetting Chuan looked around, and suddenly roared, "heroes from all walks of life listen to the orders of the alliance leader. Don't be obsessed with war. Retreat with us!"

Dozens of disciples or elders followed them all the way and fought and retreated. In addition to the high platform, the Qingque Taoist hall is surrounded by iron walls. All directions are shaped like Taiji Yinyang fish. It is obvious that it has been carefully arranged. There is a mystery in every turn. However, at this moment, the pursuit of soldiers in the rear is constant. There is only a chance of vitality in the front road, which is not allowed to be chosen by Yan Yi With people from the memory of their predecessors to break through.

"Wait a minute!"

All of a sudden, Jiang chenbi called out, and everyone stopped. Her voice was very quick. "Gentlemen, I look familiar with this array. Why don't you let me lead the way?"

"Are you kidding? Have you ever been to Qingque Taoist temple?"

"Yes, what time is it? Who can believe you when you are familiar with it?"

"Is she the one who just ran away in the riot Army..."

"Shhh --"

Jiang chenbi was so anxious that she almost jumped up. "I have really seen this array, you --"

"please listen to me!" Yan Yi suddenly blocked Jiang chenbi in front of him and stood between the crowd and her. His tone was also hasty, but he was not losing his temper. "Yan Yi was young and was in danger. He must try his best to protect everyone. Now I'm not sure that I must be on the right path. It's better to believe in my wife once. The three of us are willing to walk in the front, even if there is something Now, the most important thing is that we can't delay any more. What's the matter? "

What he said was closely related to each other, and he had already done enough human feelings. Finally, he added, "if you don't want to, Yan will definitely not ask for help. If you want to go out alone, please help yourself."

With such a combination of soft and hard measures, those three or two criticisms subsided. One of the elders was sensible. He first saw Yan Yi go around the three armies with his own eyes. If even Yan Yi couldn't stand out the encirclement, I'm afraid those people who have passed through Qingque Taoist temple in the future will have little vitality.

"Well, we'll follow the orders of our allies, and we won't complain!"

Yan Yi turned to the girl and said with a smile, "you lead the way. I believe you."

Jiang chenbi's tense face suddenly eased down because of the man's words. He nodded and took the light in Meng's hands. He walked in front of him.

"Wuxian, you see, this is the eight trigrams array made by master with a wooden stick. Do you know what gossip is? "

- "I know, Tai Chi gives birth to Liangyi, Liangyi begets four images, and four images perform eight trigrams."

Yes, but not absolutely. The array is eight trigrams, that is, Qian San Lian, Kun Liu Duan, Zhen Yang Yu, Gen Fu Wan; Li Zhong Xu, Kan Zhong man, dui Shang Qu, Xun Xia Duan. There are mysteries on each side. If you go out from the Kun gate of Qianmen, you will be lucky. If you go out from the zhenmen gate, you will be killed. With great humility and restraint, Gu Lin Guan Xi eats his heart. It's a good way to get rid of it. The profit and loss report is the key to the success of the project. After returning to my sister Feng, I traveled to Xun, and arrived at Zhongfu. It is for the thirty-four of the following scriptures that the minor transgressions are both economic and non-existent. This is not different from the principle of symbolizing position and number, as well as Ziwei Doushu

- "so complicated, master?"

- "the way of heaven and earth is always long... The profound meaning is endless... The art of array arrangement was originally based on the power of heaven and earth, but if it falls into the hands of those who have the heart, it will be a disaster of life and death. The most terrible thing is the person with talent and no virtue."

Master chongyangzi's words seemed to be still in his ears. Jiang took a deep breath and forced himself to abandon all his thoughts. He only left a memory of all the roads he had taken, and then silently calculated the direction of the road to follow.Two generations apart, a few years later, the memory is not very clear, but she, one step can not be wrong.

Meng's eyes were sharp, and he saw a gap not far away. He called, "are we coming out?"

It was Yang Qiushuang who was in charge of meeting the people at the gap. He saw his fellow brothers again, just like the next generation, "master! Fourth elder martial brother! You... You're all alive. Great! Please follow me. The flowing water sect, the zhenhuo sect, and the other disciples of the main sect are here! "

At her feet, there were bodies in all directions, and her body was also soaked with blood. It was obvious that there had been a fierce battle not long ago. Yang Qiushuang took the people out of the stone formation, and a high tower appeared in front of her.

The tower, which has 17 floors, is towering into the clouds. It is covered with embroidery and carved with two dragons playing with pearls. Its momentum is extraordinary. However, many people felt that Lu continued to walk into the tower.

Lu Ze was waiting anxiously in the tower. As soon as he saw Yan Yi and others, he rushed up and down, "Lord, you are back. We have already searched the tower up and down. All the detained disciples are now gathered on the second floor. There are two people I don't know who are locked up on the third floor. There is no way to go."

With a glance of his empty eyes, he suddenly found that Yan Yi had been covering his shoulder with his hand. He could not help asking, "is the leader injured?"

Yan Yi shook his head slightly. Although his face was a little pale, he was calm and calm. "Very good. Thank you for your plan here. How are the detained disciples?"

"It's OK for the moment, but we can't open the prison door after killing the guards here. Those disciples seem to have been infused with medicine and can't exert their internal power. I'm afraid they can't help any more now. "

"All of you have escaped from death. If you want to fight for so long and exhausted, we'll take a rest here, and then we can make plans after we recover our three-point strength. First of all, we will send three people to guard the gate from each of the five major schools. The rest will rest on this floor for a moment and wait for my order."

Four under a piece of response that is, originally those to Yan Yi and other people's light color also more or less convergence a lot.

The first floor of the tower is divided into several small pavilions by the cross corridor. Some of the doors are locked, while some are hidden. The disciples who were injured earlier were dragged to the room to cultivate and heal.

Jiang chenbi and Yan Yi went to a room in the deepest part of the corridor. There are only a wooden bed, a few benches and an oil lamp. The walls are carved with mysterious and simple patterns.

As Jiang approached slowly, he stretched out his hand to touch the patterns. "It's strange. It doesn't feel like it was originally there, but it's so desolate and remote that there are still skilled craftsmen who can't carve them? I've seen patterns and carvings all the way. Is it a marvelous work, a gift from heaven? "

Meng said with a smile, "you are really handed down in one continuous line with your master. Your master is also very enthusiastic to see these things. You are also so. You are really like a teacher, there must be a disciple."

All four of them couldn't stop looking up, down, left and right. Only Yan Yi sat down slowly. After a while, a drop of blood trickled out of his mouth and nose and onto the edge of the bed.