Chapter 166: Strange is not strange, a ghost face
Just when Zhao Wuyang was confused, he saw Long Qi fall to the ground.
Zhao Wuyang was shocked and rushed forward to help him up, but found that he still had his eyes closed. He fell to the ground without any reaction, as if he was dead asleep.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Wuyang became even more confused. Could it be that being trapped in an illusion would be like dreaming, and could it even wake you up from the dream?
Just when Zhao Wuyang was about to turn Long Qi over, he heard a burst of laughter all around him. The laughter was so shrill that it made his hair stand on end.
"Who? Who is playing tricks?!"
Zhao Wuyang shouted loudly, but his laughter did not stop. Instead, he laughed more and more wildly, as if he found his question too funny.
Just as Zhao Wuyang stood up and tried to open his spiritual vision to investigate the surroundings, the laughter suddenly stopped. He quickly stood up, drew his sword, and looked around vigilantly.
My three brothers are trapped in an illusion and unable to move. Now I am the only one who can protect them!
Just as he was carefully paying attention to the movements around him, he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing behind him. He immediately turned around and stabbed with his sword, but hit nothing. There was nothing behind him.
This is strange. I clearly felt some movement behind me just now, but why is there nothing happening?
He turned back suspiciously, intending to turn Long Qi over, but the moment he turned his head, a ghost face appeared in front of him.
Zhao Wuyang stepped back a few steps in shock, pinched his fingers and made some hand gestures. The sword in his hand suddenly glowed with golden light, and then he swung it forward with force.
When the ghost saw the sword coming, he turned around and disappeared.
Zhao Wuyang immediately felt something was wrong. It seemed that what the villagers said was not right. The thing just now was not a monster at all, it was clearly a ghost.
When he thought of this, he immediately cut his finger with the sword, then dripped a few drops of blood on the sword, muttering something. After reciting a spell, the golden light of the sword in his hand disappeared, and then turned into a blood-red color.
Zhao Wuyang pointed the tip of his sword at the ground and drew a circle around Long Qi and the other two. He then walked into the circle, thrust his sword into the ground, and twisted his fingers to make some hand gestures.
As the sword was inserted, a magic circle appeared in the circle he had just drawn, and then a cover rose up, covering the four people inside.
At this time, the laughter sounded again, and it seemed to be mocking: "I didn't expect that I would see the Yuanyang Exorcism Formation in my lifetime. It seems that you are a disciple of Wuwei Old Ghost! It's a pity that this formation is not very useful to me."
Just as he finished speaking, the trees beside the magic circle suddenly rose from the ground and fell towards the magic circle.
Zhao Wuyang was shocked when he saw this. Just as the voice said, this Yuanyang Exorcist Formation could only resist evil spirits, but it was not like Elder Fu Cang's Calm and Peaceful Formation which could resist flying objects.
Besides, if the tree fell, it would hit them directly on the head. The ghost wanted to crush them to death.
Zhao Wuyang immediately drew out his sword and was about to make a gesture when the tree that had risen from the ground returned to its original position intact.
It’s another illusion!
At this moment, Zhao Wuyang felt a gust of wind coming from behind him. He quickly raised his sword to block it. He heard a sound of collision and saw that the ghost-faced man actually picked up a wooden stick and hit the sword.
There was a numbing pain in the palm of his hand. It turned out that the wooden stick was carrying spiritual energy. This spiritual energy was so powerful that Zhao Wuyang could not resist it and was knocked to his knees.
At this time, the ghost face suddenly approached Zhao Wuyang, as if observing him, and then laughed strangely: "No wonder you are not confused by the illusion array in the mountains. It turns out that you are a person with heavenly star spiritual roots. I didn't expect that I can still see heavenly star spiritual roots in my lifetime. It's worth guarding the mortal world for so many years. It seems that your characteristic is that you will not be confused by illusions!"
Features? What features?
Zhao Wuyang didn't understand what Ghost Face was saying, and Ghost Face didn't seem to intend to stop, and actually increased the release of spiritual power.
Zhao Wuyang felt the pressure suddenly increase, and felt a dull pain in his chest. Just when he thought he was about to be unable to bear it, the ghost-faced man raised the wooden stick high, and then swung it down suddenly.
This blow was accompanied by the sound of wind and was full of spiritual energy, which was beyond the ability of Zhao Wuyang's rapier to resist.
Seeing the ghost face like this, Zhao Wuyang made a series of hand gestures, then twisted his fingers and touched the sword. The long sword glowed with golden light the moment the wooden stick fell, and actually caught the hammer blow.
"Hmm..." Ghost Face hummed, as if he was very satisfied, "You reacted quite quickly. You can even know that danger is coming."
However, Zhao Wuyang had used such great force this time that he was obviously unable to withstand such a blow. The sword light in his hand had slowly faded away. If he were hit again, he would probably be injured.
The ghost face seemed to have noticed this, and raised his hand again, smashing down mercilessly. The spiritual power it brought was even stronger than before.
Seeing that the wooden stick was about to fall down, the sword light in Zhao Wuyang's hand disappeared completely, and he was unable to dodge.
At this moment, Zhao Wuyang suddenly felt someone pulling him hard from behind, and then he fell into Long Qi's arms.
There was only a dull sound, and the wooden stick hit the Seven Star Dragon Abyss.
"Seventh Brother!" Zhao Wuyang was overjoyed, "Are you okay?!"
Long Qi smiled and looked down at Zhao Wuyang: "You were the one who protected us just now, right? Now that I'm awake, you can step aside and have a rest. Let me teach this monster who bullied you a lesson for you."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuyang quickly turned over and left between the two of them so as not to hinder Long Qi's performance.
When Long Qi saw Zhao Wuyang leaving, he frowned, held the sword in both hands and looked at the ghost face.
I saw that the ghost mask was just a wooden mask with many strange patterns painted on it in red and black. However, the mask was huge, like a shield, and I could hardly see what was behind it, let alone what was behind the mask.
"Who are you, monster? How dare you bully my family? Let Qi Ye teach you a lesson so that you won't bully others in the future!" As he said this, he exerted force and knocked the ghost mask away.
Before Guimian could stand still, Long Qi rushed forward, with the Longyuan Sword wrapped in a strong wind, pointing directly at Guimian's face. He took a step forward and landed firmly on the ground, then stabbed suddenly.
Although this stab was not enhanced by any magic, it was done with great force. The sword tip seemed to carry spiritual energy and was about to pierce the ghost mask. However, the ghost mask was agile. Before it could stand firmly, it simply hooked the wooden stick towards a tree beside it and avoided the attack of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss.
At this time, Guimian used the wooden stick as if he was stepping on a tree, and reached out to touch the Seven Star Dragon Abyss in front of him, sighing: "This sword is really good!" Hearing this, Long Qi grinned and said: "There are even better ones to come!"
He just twisted his fingers and made some hand gestures, and the Longyuan Sword seemed to be a burning stick, with blazing flames burning on the sword as if it had just been taken out of a forge.
Seeing this, the ghost-faced man quickly dodged and retreated a little after a few turns: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk! It turned out to be the Dragon Slaying Blade. Fortunately, I dodged quickly, otherwise my Yuan Ling would have been injured!"
Although Long Qi didn't know what Ghost Face was saying, it seemed like he was saying that his Seven Star Dragon Abyss was extremely powerful. He couldn't help but feel very proud: "Good guy, you are a connoisseur. But even so, don't even think about escaping from my sword!" As he said that, he leaped towards Ghost Face.
Seeing that Long Qi was coming at him fiercely, the ghost-faced man stepped back. When the sword was about to get close to him, he suddenly stopped and kicked towards Long Qi.
In a flash, Long Qi dodged by turning around and grabbed the kicking leg tightly, but...
But this leg was bare and covered with hair, so it felt a bit rough when held in the hand...
Long Qi threw away the thin hairy leg with disgust, then turned the Seven Star Dragon Abyss in his hand and slashed at the ghost face.
The Seven Star Dragon Abyss was wrapped in flames and made a roaring sound. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Ghost Face. At this moment, he had not yet stood firmly because Long Qi had just shaken his legs. Even if he wanted to dodge now, it was too late.
At this time, there was a dull sound, and the shield-like ghost mask was cut in half, falling to the ground and shaking back and forth. The man behind it was squatting in the dark not far away with a wooden stick, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.
“Now that your mask is destroyed, are you going to hide like this and refuse to show up?” Long Qi swung the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss in his hand, and the flames on the sword immediately dissipated.
"Oh my, I am the god of the mountain after all. How dare you, a little kid, treat me like this? You really deserve a beating." He said this and slowly walked out of the shadows.
After the mask was removed, the voice could be heard more clearly. It sounded like an old man. As he walked out of the shadows, Zhao Wuyang couldn't help but gasp.
Although this person has a human body, his head is owl-shaped, which looks very strange.
Seeing Zhao Wuyang's reaction, the man smiled and said, "Look, take off my mask. You scared the child!"
Long Qi was also full of surprise. Hearing that, he was about to chop the man with his giant sword. The man immediately squatted down, raised the wooden stick in his hand and said hastily: "Alright, alright, stop fighting. I can't beat you with my old bones!"
Long Qi didn't stop when he heard that. He just held up the sword and didn't put it down. He shouted at the owl-headed man: "You look like a monster. As a cultivator, if I don't eliminate you, won't you bring disaster to the village?!"
The man with an owl head and human body was not happy to hear that. He immediately stood up and yelled back with his neck stiff, "You little brat, how can you be so ignorant? Have you ever seen a monster that looks as immortal as me? "
Long Qi was startled by his roar, and then he also roared: "If the immortal style and Taoist bones grow up like this, then the world will be in chaos. Don't insult the immortal style and Taoist bones. Aren't you afraid that the old immortal in the sky will find out and send down thunder to strike you!"
The owl-headed man also looked unconvinced. He placed the wooden stick on the ground, then put his feet on the top of the stick, making him as tall as Long Qi, as if this would make his aura even higher.
Strangely enough, even though he was standing on the wooden stick like this, he could still stand steadily. He was heard yelling at Long Qi: "I didn't originally look like this. Someone stole my head, so I just borrowed one out of desperation!"
As soon as these words came out, Long Qi was immediately yelled at. He seemed not to understand, and woodenly raised the Seven Star Dragon Abyss, staring back and asked: "You...what did you just say?"
Seeing Long Qi like this, the man with an owl head and a human body thought that Long Qi was frightened by his aura, so he proudly jumped down from the wooden stick and sat on a stone beside him. He crossed his legs and said while shaking his head, "Originally, I was very handsome and elegant, but my head was stolen, so I have to borrow one for the time being."
After hearing these words, Long Qi and Zhao Wuyang were so shocked that they stood there in a daze. They didn't react for a long time. After a long time, Long Qi shouted, "Are you kidding me? How can you be so alive and well without a head?!" As he said that, he was about to chop the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss that he had raised for a long time towards the man with an owl-headed body who was scratching his head.
The man leaned back upon seeing this and somersaulted on the spot, saying helplessly to Long Qi: "Mortals are just mortals. Look at how you're surprised by what you've seen. Xing Tian had his head cut off, but he still enjoyed fighting." Then he went back to the stone where he had just sat, and started shaking with his cane and legs crossed.
"Of course, I dare not compare myself with those great gods. I also cannot fill my eyes with milk and use my navel as a mouth. That is why I found a mountain spirit and borrowed its head."
Looking at the strange man with an owl head on his body, who was not even as tall as his waist, Long Qi still found it hard to believe: "Are you really the mountain god here?"
"There is no doubt about it." The mountain god said while smacking his lips, looking extremely dissatisfied with Long Qi's reaction.
At this time, Zhao Wuyang slipped behind Long Qi, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered in his ear, "Maybe he is really a great mountain god. It is recorded in "Records of Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas" that although these mountain gods have low powers, they are all relatives of Pangu and can be regarded as a lineage of ancient gods. This kind of god was born in the mountains since ancient times, so it is not surprising that he has some strange magic..."
Although Zhao Wuyang whispered this to Long Qi, the mountain god actually heard it clearly. He shook his legs and smiled, "I thought he was just a baby, but I didn't expect he actually has some knowledge. This really impressed me."
When Zhao Wuyang heard that the mountain god was looking at him, he was so scared that he quickly shrank behind Long Qi - the mountain god with an owl's head staring at him like this was really a bit chilling...
When the mountain god saw him like this, he waved his hands helplessly and said, "Hey, kid, don't be like this. I am very approachable and will not do anything to you."
Hearing what he said, Long Qi glared at him and stretched out his hand to block Zhao Wuyang: "You still say that nothing will happen, but just now you clearly wanted to kill Wuyang, and you even dared to say such shameless words."
"Who said I want to kill him?" The mountain god was unhappy when he heard that. He hit the ground hard with his wooden stick and shouted at Long Qi, "I just wanted to test him because he is not deceived by illusions and has a rare heavenly star spiritual root. Besides, if I really want to kill him, the person behind him will definitely try to stop me, right?" As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed behind Zhao Wuyang.
Upon hearing this, Long Qi and Zhao Wuyang turned their heads to look in the direction he pointed, but saw nothing.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What's behind this?" Long Qi said as he looked carefully behind him.
But Zhao Wuyang frowned, and spoke after a long time:
"No, he's right, that's Ajin."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black cat walked out leisurely from the bushes. Even in this dim forest, its golden eyes were still dazzling.
It’s actually Ajin!
(End of this chapter)
