Chapter 457: Xuanyang Five Fire Formation, True Water Demonstrates Divine Power
More than a month has passed since the flood in Chang'an. During this period, under the command and dispatch of Li Shimin, the city of Chang'an has recovered some of its vitality and has regained some of its former prosperity.
In restaurants and teahouses, storytellers made up stories about the horrific flood, and the venues were always packed.
Merchants and tourists from other places did not believe it at first, but with the testimony of the people of Chang'an, they had to believe it. For a time, Qingyi Temple, Xuandu Temple and other places became popular places, with long queues forming at the entrances just to burn a stick of incense.
The issue of the Chang'an flood not only did not fade with the passage of time, but became more and more heated, becoming the focus of discussion among the people after dinner.
It is said that some people are collecting Li Daoxuan's deeds , wanting to write a biography for him or turn it into a vernacular novel.
If it were just that it would be fine, but three people make a tiger, and with so many different opinions, all kinds of absurd versions developed and gave rise to all kinds of conspiracy theories.
It was not until the imperial court issued an edict prohibiting gatherings to discuss the Chang'an flood that the heat of the incident gradually subsided. However, the people were still secretly discussing one thing, which was where the imperial teacher had gone.
After the flood in Chang'an, the national teacher Li Zhenren disappeared. Some people waited outside the Xuandu Temple for half a month but did not see Li Zhenren.
Some people said that the national master was seriously injured and was in seclusion, and some even said that the national master might have passed away.
After he killed the giant ape, he swallowed thunder and openly fought against the heaven to protect Chang'an. Finally, he ascended to heaven and passed away. There was frost in June at the place where his bones were buried, so there is still a thin layer of ice there that has not melted.
This statement is recognized by many people, because there was indeed a place in Chang'an City that was covered with ice and frost. It was extremely hard and took more than ten days to melt even under the scorching sun.
Although the imperial court posted an announcement saying that the imperial teacher was merely recuperating from his injuries, it still could not stop the people from panicking.
From praying for rain at Longmen to the evil Buddha entering the capital, and then to suppressing floods and killing the giant ape, in the eyes of many people, Li Daoxuan has become the patron saint of Chang'an. Only with the national teacher around, Chang'an can be worry-free.
If the imperial teacher passed away, and if there was another rebellion by demons, who would be able to protect Chang'an?
Although things like this are very rare, since the people have experienced it once, they will naturally worry that something similar will happen again.
Only when you have scars will you remember the pain.
"I hope Master Li can come out of retreat soon, otherwise I will always feel uneasy."
"Yes, there are more and more demons in this world now. Recently, the bad guys are patrolling every day. We are still lucky. I heard that there is not even a bad guy in Xiazhou!"
"Speaking of which, I went hunting in the mountains before. When I was chasing a rabbit, I accidentally entered a large lake. I found that the whole place was frozen. It was colder than an ice cellar!"
"Later, I wanted to get closer to take a look, but before I could take a few steps, I was stopped by the military commander. Judging from their attire, they seemed to be the imperial guards. I also saw some bad guys. Their expressions were very solemn. They drove me out without saying anything. Then I found that the path for chasing rabbits was also blocked..."
In the restaurant, several hunters sat together and talked. One of them told about his adventure yesterday, which attracted many listeners.
He wanted to continue speaking, but soon the police came over and arrested him in public without saying a word. They also warned others not to continue talking nonsense, otherwise they would be invited to "drink tea".
For a moment, the store was silent.
The brave ones quietly rushed to the mountain that the hunter mentioned, and watched from afar, only to find that the whole mountain was surrounded by the imperial guards, and they could also vaguely see bad guys holding magic weapons patrolling around.
The security was so tight that even birds in the sky had to be shot down with bows and arrows.
He also noticed that although it was midsummer, the soldiers on duty were all wrapped in cotton-padded clothes, and there was frost on the branches and leaves of some trees. It did not look like summer at all, as if it was still the coldest time of winter.
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In this strange mountain, there is a large frozen lake, which is hundreds of feet wide and long. It emits a chilling cold air under the sun, freezing the surrounding grass and trees into ice sculptures.
There were five fire altars by the lake, arranged in the shape of stars, but they were not lit.
A few feet away, there was a scholar in white clothes living in a thatched hut. He was wearing a fox fur cloak, his long hair was combed meticulously, and there was not a wrinkle or dust on his clothes.
At this moment, he was sitting upright with his back straight, and his long-sleeved fingers were constantly fiddling with the bamboo abacus.
It was none other than Li Chunfeng, the Grand Astronomical Observatory's Chief Astronomical Officer who had already come out of retreat.
He arranged the counting sticks of different lengths into a very mysterious pattern, which looked like an ancient formation.
As the counting sticks were arranged, the five fire altars by the lake suddenly burst into flames of different colors: white fire in the sky, gray fire in the stone, green fire in the wood, purple Samadhi fire, and red fire in the world.
The five fires gather together to form a formation, which is Xuan Yang!
After the Xuan Yang Five Fire Formation was set up, the temperature around it rose rapidly, and the frozen lake began to thaw slowly. After a moment, a cracking sound was heard and cracks spread.
Then a figure surrounded by white light slowly flew out from the icy lake. She was wearing a light green dress and holding a white umbrella, looking cool and elegant like a painting.
If you look closely, you can see that there is a faint frost on her beautiful face, and her three thousand black hairs are emitting a chilling coldness.
Li Chunfeng immediately stood up and bowed to the other party.
However, Chen Ziyu didn't even look at him. She flew up into the sky until she was above the ninth heaven. When the sun was scorching hot, she threw out the white umbrella in her hand, which turned into a ninth-grade lotus. She then sat cross-legged on it to practice.
After reaching the Yang God realm, one can extract the essence of the sun and use it as medicine, which is ten times more effective than the essence of the moon.
After practicing for a while, the frost on Chen Ziyu's body gradually disappeared, and she flew back to the lake, ready to continue entering the lake to clear the cold air for Li Daoxuan.
"Please stay!"
Li Chunfeng came over and bowed, "Fairy, may I ask how Brother Li is doing now?"
Chen Ziyu glanced at him and said calmly: "If you use that fire array three more times, he will almost wake up."
Hearing that there would be three more times, Li Chunfeng's eyes fixed. This formation consumed a lot of energy and magic power. During this period of time, because of the frequent formations, he, a cultivator in the Yin Shen realm, actually caught a cold and had to wear fox fur to keep warm.
But Li Chunfeng did not complain, he just nodded and said, "Okay."
Chen Ziyu jumped into the lake. After the five fires were extinguished, the lake was soon frozen again and everything returned to normal.
A cold voice sounded from the bottom of the lake.
"I don't know what you are planning, but if anyone comes near here again, I will kill that person and then kill you!"
Li Chunfeng's face froze, and then he coughed a few times. Without any complaints, he continued to arrange the counting chips.
He knew that the one who suffered the most was not himself, but the Goddess Xiaoxiang.
This fairy was using her divine body to help Brother Li share the terrible cold. She first introduced the cold air into her own body, and then dissipated it with the essence of the sun. The pain during this period was like an ice cone piercing the body and penetrating deep into the bone.
His Xuan Yang Five Fire Formation only played a supporting role.
Li Chunfeng continued to fiddle with the abacus. After a while, a figure came over. He was tall and strong, with a sturdy temperament, like a giant ape walking upright. It was none other than Wang Bo, the White Tiger Captain among the Bad Men.
He saluted to Li Chunfeng and said, "Master Li, there are more and more evil monks near Chang'an, and a powerful Yin Shen realm cultivator has appeared!"
Li Chunfeng was not surprised, as if everything was expected.
"It's normal. They are just some greedy people who want to reap the benefits. They are not sure whether the state teacher is alive or dead, so they dare not enter the city. However, they are greedy for Wuzhiqi's body and the palace treasure house, so they linger around."
In this flood in Chang'an, both the bad guys and the common people suffered heavy casualties, so the dragon energy was naturally weakened. In addition, the remains of Wuzhiqi, an ancient strange beast, would naturally attract the attention of many evil monks.
Fortunately, after the disaster, Li Shimin commanded properly and provided rapid disaster relief. In addition, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang came out in time, set up defenses in Chang'an, and even killed those evil cultivators who dared to sneak into the capital. Only in this way could order be maintained.
"Alas, I don't know when the National Master will wake up. If he is here, even if the five evil elders come, I am afraid they will not dare to enter the city!"
Wang Bo exclaimed.
There is good and there is evil in this world. Unorthodox ways have been passed down from ancient times to the present day and have a profound foundation. In history, there have even been people who tried to achieve immortality through evil methods, such as the cannibal Zhu Can in the late Sui Dynasty.
He was originally a minor official, but later he picked up an evil ancient book that taught him to cultivate his magic power by devouring human flesh and blood. At first he ate it secretly, but after the rebellion he no longer hid it and ate a lot, eating three women a day, and ordered his subordinates to eat it as well.
So wherever the army passed, there were white bones filling the sky and red blood covering the ground.
Later, he was intercepted and killed by Li Shimin and beheaded in public. After Zhu Can's death, the local people hated his cruelty and threw stones at his body. Soon, his body was smashed to pieces and the stones piled up into a small hill.
The skills of evil monks are often unconventional. For example, the "Immortal Eyes Technique" practiced by Li Yuanji allowed him to grow 108 immortal eyes all over his body, making it hard to defend against in a fight. It is very powerful, but very unstable and extremely costly.
Even so, many people who crave power still fanatically pursue those evil skills, one after another.
Among the numerous evil practitioners, there are five who are extremely talented and can achieve the state of Yang God through evil skills. They are called the Five Evil Elders. Each of them has his own magical powers. They appeared at the end of the Sui Dynasty and stirred up the situation.
It is said that the military advisor of the man-eating devil king Zhu Can is one of the Five Evil Elders.
After the world was stabilized, they went into hiding and their whereabouts were unknown. After all, evil cannot prevail over good. They were also worried that if they stood out too much, they would be hunted down by the Yangshen in major sects such as Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Mountain, and Laoshan Mountain.
Hearing Wang Bo's words, Li Chunfeng shook his head and said, "The imperial capital has been the burial place of the Yang God since ancient times. Those five people have been away from the world for a long time. Even if they have greed in their hearts, they dare not take risks easily."
After a pause, he continued, "But just in case, we really need to put on a good show for the world."
Wang Bo suddenly realized, "So you asked us to release the hunter who accidentally broke in a few days ago. Did you want to use him to spread the news and attract the attention of those evil people?"
"good."
Li Chunfeng calmly placed the counting sticks and said, "Even the rabbit that led him here was transformed by me using magic."
"Tomorrow is the day when Brother Li will come out of seclusion. When the time comes, I will have to borrow Brother Li's reputation. I hope Brother Li will not mind."
Wang Bo laughed and said, "Then you must prepare a pot of good wine!"
Li Chunfeng's mouth curled up slightly, but then he regained his composure and said calmly, "Okay, you go back first. Be careful not to alarm the person who is spying outside the mountain. He is an eyeliner of the evil sect."
"promise!"
After Wang Bo left, Li Chunfeng continued to fiddle with the abacus quietly until the last ray of sunlight disappeared and the world was silent. The sound of the abacus was still faintly heard throughout the night.
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The next day, noon.
Many monks have gathered outside the mountain, most of them are evil monks, but it is not ruled out that there are upright monks who hide their identities and have evil intentions.
They cast spells and turned themselves into rocks, plants or trees. Some brave turned into birds and tried to fly into the mountains, but they were almost shot into sieves.
In the end, this group of monks could only watch from afar, trying to see whether Li Daoxuan was alive or dead.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, they finally discovered something unusual after waiting for a long time.
I saw five-colored flames appearing in the mountain, burning fiercely, and a large amount of white mist rising up, as if it wanted to steam all the white clouds.
Suddenly, they heard a crisp crackling sound, which continued to spread. It was the sound of the glacier thawing.
Crash!
The lake water was churning, creating waves, and a figure flew out from the lake and stood above the clouds.
He was wearing silver armor and had a handsome face. There were still a few strands of frost on his ink-black cloak, which fluttered in the wind.
The most eye-catching thing is the eye between his eyebrows. It shines brightly with golden light, dazzling and dazzling, and seems to have endless murderous aura. It is so awe-inspiring that one cannot look directly at it.
Someone shuddered suddenly and was shocked to find that frost had formed on his hands and feet without him noticing.
"It's Li Daoxuan, he's still alive!"
"What an amazing aura! Could it be that he has become a Yang God?"
"Even the Sun God doesn't have such power!"
"Oh no, run, he's looking at us!"
"Damn it! We were so far away and I even used the transformation technique, but he still found me?"
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In an instant, the group of monks who were secretly watching were in chaos, like frightened birds, and fled desperately into the distance.
In response to this, Li Daoxuan, who was standing in the void, looked indifferent. He stretched out his hand and raised his palm. Suddenly, dark clouds appeared in the sky, blocking the sun.
Then he covered his hand and pressed it, and drops of rain fell and wet the monks.
Turn your hand and it becomes clouds; turn your hand back and it becomes rain.
The rain was not heavy, just a drizzle, which made the monks who were scrambling to escape feel a little confused. Why did Li Daoxuan's attack sound like a lot of thunder but little rain? Could it be that this person was fake?
Or is he actually seriously injured and is just a spent force?
But they soon found out that they were wrong, because all the monks who were drenched by the rain, without exception, began to freeze. No matter whether they were in the Bigu Realm or the Yin Shen Realm, they could not resist the bone-chilling cold.
It was as if even the soul was frozen.
In order to escape, some people even used fire to burn themselves, but what made them despair was that even the extremely hot spiritual fire was frozen in the air.
Flame turns to ice!
They wanted to beg for mercy, but it was too late because their mouths were completely unable to speak.
At this moment, their eyes were filled with regret. People die for money and birds die for food. If they were not greedy, how could they provoke such a terrifying enemy like Li Daoxuan?
If God could give them another chance, they would never come to the capital again, and would even stay away from it as soon as they heard the three words "Li Daoxuan".
But unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.
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On the mountain, Wang Bo stared blankly at the scene in the distance. Not only him, but also the bad guys and the imperial guards were stunned, looking at the figure in the sky with both respect and fear.
Even Li Chunfeng, who was usually calm, seemed a little dazed.
More than thirty evil cultivators in the Bigu Realm and seven Yinshen Realm cultivators had all turned into ice sculptures at this moment. They still maintained the same postures as when they fled, even the fear and regret in their eyes were still there.
It's like a lifelike ice sculpture feast.
