Chapter 160: Ancient Sword-Slaying Dragon Formation
A flood reveals people’s hearts.
During the flood, Li Daoxuan saw some people being selfish and fighting with others for a piece of driftwood. He also saw some people holding their wives' hands tightly and refusing to let go even if they were washed away together with the other person.
There was a righteous constable who was rescuing people everywhere, placing women and children on high roofs, but he himself was almost washed away.
A young Taoist priest from the Wanshou Palace piloted a flying sword, helped an old woman up, and flew towards the skylark unsteadily.
His magical powers are still shallow, and it is very difficult for him to lead people to fly.
At this moment, the dragon leaped out of the water and opened its bloody mouth to swallow him.
The young Taoist priest was very scared, but he pushed the old woman away immediately and was swallowed by the dragon instead.
He is only sixteen or seventeen years old.
When Li Daoxuan saw this scene , he clenched his fists. For some reason, he felt a slight stinging sensation in the third eye between his eyebrows.
The dragon swallowed a Taoist priest and seemed to have tasted the sweetness. It found that the flesh and blood of Taoist practitioners could replenish its vitality. So it circled underwater and targeted the Taoist priests from Wanshou Palace.
Perhaps there is also a desire for revenge. After all, it was the people from Wanshou Palace who suppressed it for hundreds of years.
A huge and terrifying shadow was lurking under the water, quietly approaching the group of Taoists who were busy rescuing people.
After a moment, it seemed to have found the right opportunity, and suddenly stretched out its dragon head from the water and bit several Taoist priests in Wanshou Palace.
They just happened to get together and were about to die in the mouth of the dragon.
At this time, a loud bird cry was heard, and the bird fairy swooped down from the air, grabbing the dragon head with its sharp claws, creating a brilliant spark.
roar!
The dragon felt pain and returned to the water.
A huge skylark was circling low in the sky, and above it stood a handsome young Taoist priest. The heavenly eye between his eyebrows was shining brightly, and he was staring intently into the water.
No matter how deep the dragon hides, it cannot hide from his divine eyes.
Li Daoxuan directed the direction for Fairy Que and interrupted the dragon's attacks time and time again.
A moment later, all the survivors were finally rescued and carried onto Fairy Que's back. Although the Taoists in Wanshou Palace suffered casualties, their losses were not serious.
Wu Qiubai asked: "Master Li, what should we do now?"
At this moment, Li Daoxuan has become the leading figure here and is trusted by most people.
If it weren't for him, not only would these people be saved, but even the Taoist priests in their Wanshou Palace would probably not survive.
The bird fairy suddenly spoke.
"Li Daoxuan, my magic power is almost exhausted, please hurry up!"
Li Daoxuan nodded and said, "Fairy Que, please take them to a safe place."
Wu Qiubai immediately asked: "What about you? Aren't you going with us?"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said, "I want to help Master. If the dragon is able to escape successfully, it will not just be the county that will suffer."
Not to mention the harm it would cause after turning into a real dragon, the process of its movement alone would cause serious flooding on both sides of the Ganjiang River and the Yangtze River, and who knows how many people would be drowned.
The so-called walking dragon is the process of a dragon transforming into a real dragon. When the dragon reaches a certain level of cultivation, it will stir up wind and waves, follow the rivers into the sea, and then transform into a dragon.
As the dragon moves, it will stir up huge waves, bring about strong winds and rainstorms, submerge fertile fields and villages, and bring extremely terrible flood disasters.
Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Wu Qiubai immediately said, "I'll go too!"
Li Daoxuan refused and said, "Master Wu, these people need someone to take care of them. Besides, such a big thing has happened. I'm afraid even the governor has been alarmed. If the government officials come, they need someone to take charge."
Wu Qiubai has been in Wanshou Palace for many years and is highly trusted by the villagers. His presence can calm people's hearts.
Wu Qiubai looked at the trembling people, sighed, and said, "Well, in that case, I'll leave it to Taoist Li!"
He bowed to Li Daoxuan, and not only him, but other Taoist priests in Wanshou Palace also bowed to Li Daoxuan.
Li Daoxuan returned the greeting and then slapped the sword case .
clang!
The Chixia Sword was unsheathed and stopped at Li Daoxuan's feet.
He stepped on the flying sword and was about to leave, but he saw Chen Ziyu following him and gently put her jade hands around his waist.
Those eyes, like autumn water, were filled with an unquestionable firmness .
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said with a smile: "Sister Yu, help me up."
The next moment, he made a sword gesture with his hand, and the Chixia Sword was like a ray of light that entered the clouds and flew towards the direction of Xihe with a whoosh.
The long wind blew his hair, and Li Daoxuan looked back and saw that the Fairy Bird had already carried everyone away into the distance, but on the back of the bird, Wu Qiubai and others were still bowing in his direction and were reluctant to get up.
…
Xihekou, Jiangjun Bridge.
This is an ancient bridge, which is said to have been built with funds from a general during the Qin Dynasty. The bridge has a wide deck and is very sturdy, standing for a thousand years without collapsing.
But today, Jiangjun Bridge will face a severe test.
The water level of the Xihe River continued to rise, and the surging river water hit the bridge, as if it would not stop until it destroyed this ancient bridge.
There were two Taoists standing on the bridge, one in a yellow robe and the other in a purple robe.
The man in yellow robe was naturally Zhang Qianyang. He had already used cinnabar to draw a large formation on the bridge. He then said to Xu Qingxuan in purple robe, "The formation is complete. Hang the sword!"
Xu Qingxuan nodded, and he forced out another drop of blood and smeared it on his forehead to form a sword pattern.
"The Divine Power Miaoji Zhenjun has a feeling, and the unworthy descendant Xu Qingxuan asks for the ancestor's magic sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Wanren Divine Sword behind him suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and flew under the ancient bridge with a whoosh. The hilt of the sword was connected to the bridge body, and the tip of the sword pointed at the river, hanging down wisps of golden sword energy, like a curtain of light.
At the same time, the large formation drawn with cinnabar on the bridge also glowed, forming With the power of the magic sword, the ancient bridge was blessed with divine power and became indestructible.
This is the secret ancient formation of hanging sword and slaying dragons from Mount Longhu!
When a dragon is on the loose, it brings disaster throughout a thousand miles. In order to suppress it, the ancient sages created this formation, using bridges as gates and swords as doors to stop the dragon from escaping and prevent it from succeeding.
This formation has successfully prevented many dragons from wreaking havoc on the world, and is the only way for Taoism to deal with wandering dragons. To this day, there are still many places where an ancient sword is hung under ancient bridges.
The common people have passed down the story that a sword hung under the bridge can stop a dragon. In fact, it is because their ancestors had personally seen Taoist masters set up an array to stop a dragon.
But they only knew one side of the story. It was useless to just hang the sword. There also needed to be a coordinated formation. Otherwise, the dragon would just slap it and smash the bridge to pieces. What good would it do to stop it?
After the formation was set up, Zhang Qianyang and Xu Qingxuan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, all we have to do is wait for the dragon to come and then have a good fight with it.
If the dragon wins, the trapped dragon will rise from the abyss and enter the Gan River, and then return to the East China Sea.
If they win, they will destroy the dragon's luck, forcing it to fail in its attempt to escape, and then kill it when it is weak!
No one can afford to lose in this fight, and the loser will die!
