Chapter 1111 Statue (22)
Under the cover of gray fog, the mountains are covered with chaos.
When you are in the mountains, you often don’t know how high the mountain is. However, if you can turn into clouds and mist and travel in the sky, you can have a clear view of the mountains and peaks. When you are in the sky, looking at the mountains on the ground, you will feel that the mountains have become much smaller.
At this time, in the dim sky, a golden cloud passed through the layers of gray fog like silk.
Under the cover of golden clouds, halfway up a certain mountain range in the 'Nine Mountains', more than ten people were walking slowly and hard through the mountains.
These more than ten people gathered around a statue of a god as tall as a human being. They held up four thick wooden poles that crisscrossed each other, and used the four wooden poles to hold up the altar above. Sitting on the altar was a man with a horned beard, dressed in black. Statue of a Taoist priest wearing a t-shirt.
The Taoist statue's entire body details, facial features, and facial features were all slowly plasticized, just like the real thing.
In fact, the Taoist priest's eyes were moving slightly - he was a living person!
More than ten people carried the 'god statue' up the mountain stiffly. 'They' looked dull, their skin was pale, and their eyes were gray. They were simply walking corpses - these people were far away from 'agility' when it came to 'agility'. They are not as numerous as all the slaves from the Qi family who shaped Su Wu before, and their number is not as large as that of the Qi family.
At that time, the total number of Qi family members gathered around Su Wu's temple was more than three hundred.
Today, there are only about ten people in the group of people who send the gods to the mountain.
The 'Taoist Statue' sat on the altar, slowly turning his neck, looking at the zombie-like people carrying wooden poles, his eyes were surprised, and then he turned around and looked around - there were countless people piled up on both sides of the mountain road covered by the mist. Statues of gods and goddesses have various shapes and costumes.
Their faces are looming in the mist.
The faces and skin colors of most of the statues of gods have gradually dried up to grayish white, and the various oil paints painted on the statues have gradually peeled off.
However, there are also a few statues whose faces and skin colors still retain part of their ‘freshness’.
The fresh mud color is as lifelike as human skin color, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding gray mud color!
The eyes of the ‘Taoist statue’ showed contemplation.
The further you go up the mountain, the more and more statues of gods are piled up.
When more than ten people carried him halfway up the mountain, the Taoist statue raised its head and looked forward - there were already countless statues of gods, large and small, densely packed on the mountain field!
There is a golden 'stream' flowing from the highest peak of the Zhudao Mountains, winding in front of the hill where more than ten people are sitting. The golden river water flowing out of the stream soaks the parts spread all over the mountains and fields. The statue was also dyed golden yellow.
What lies ahead is probably the end of my trip...
The 'Taoist Statue' looked at the statues scattered randomly in the mountains and fields ahead, and had some kind of premonition in his heart.
He looked down at the dozen or so people carrying him, wanting to see where they would end up placing him. What will happen to him after he is thrown on the mountain?
But at this moment, a low cry reached his ears. Hearing the sound, the Taoist statue suddenly raised its head, and following the sound, he saw in the mist, three or five statues similar to his clay body attire were thrown at the end of the mountain road. However, those Taoist statues did not wear crowns, and their heads were He also wore a hat.
The cry came from the one in the middle of the five Taoist statues.
The statue of a young Taoist priest without a crown lowers his head and weeps.
Its skin color is normal and lifelike, completely different from the Taoist statues around it that have gradually dried up and turned into a grayish-white mud color.
The statue of a crowned Taoist priest who was being carried on a pole looked at the statue of a young Taoist priest who was not wearing a crown. His eyes became even sadder, and a human voice came out of his mouth: "It's my fault that I didn't recognize people, so I went with the monster and cost your lives." .
Now we, master and disciple, will all die together on this barren mountain. In the next life, master will be your ox and horse to make up for your sins..."
Hearing the Taoist statue being carried by himself and others, human words came out of his mouth. The dozen or so people still looked dull. Only a slightly shorter man among them turned around and glanced at the statue on the altar.
After the Taoist statue spoke, he lowered his head.
The shorter man seemed to feel something at this time. He turned back and looked up at the sky.
In the sky, a golden cloud floated up from nowhere. When the short man cast his gaze at him, the golden cloud suddenly floated down like a ribbon and dispersed among the crowd carrying the Taoist statue. And open!
Balls of golden flames instantly ignited the 'people' carrying the altar!
The 'people' in the golden cloud and mist turned into silver-gray fox hairs the moment they were licked by the tongues of fire!
In an instant, this small handful of fox fur was burned into nothingness by the flames!
The golden clouds drifting down suddenly gathered the outline of a human figure opposite the Taoist statue, and for a moment it transformed into a tall and majestic young man.
Su Wu, a tall young man, looked at the shocked Taoist statue on the altar and asked, "Taoist Master Shao?"
"yes!"
The Taoist statue did not expect Su Wu to say this, and responded with some surprise.
"You actually retained your sanity in the Nine Mountains? I was surprised.
I saw the handwriting you left on a certain stone in the graveyard in the real world. "Su Wu pinched the 'Treasure Vase Seal' with his hand and silently recited the Qingling Mantra, using this method to communicate with the mind of the Taoist statue.
The method he used was exactly what Taoist Shao was doing when he was on a certain stone in the tomb mountain.
Master Shao saw that he communicated with himself in this way, and his doubts about the young man disappeared at once, and he said: "Is this mysterious place called 'Nine Mountains'?
I have cultivated the 'Heavenly King Locking Hammer' of the Heavenly King Temple, and I have not yet locked Li Gui in the 'Life Talisman', so I left my nature and will in the Life Talisman and locked it tightly with my body. Perhaps it is because of this method that I still retain my sanity in this 'Nine Mountains'...
What is your name?
Can you help me look after my disciples? Save them..."
Master Shao spoke repeatedly, and Su Wu approached him, but shook his head: "If I were your enemy, you would reveal all your trump cards now, wouldn't that give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of you?"
The black-bearded Taoist was stunned, and said nothing.
——He remembered that he had previously traveled with the son of the Daming Prefecture to explore the so-called "Nuwa Stone Carving" in Zhonghuang Mountain, but was deceived by the other party, so that he fell into the current situation.
Thinking of this, Shao Shoushan secretly regretted it and blamed himself for being so big-mouthed? Why did he tell everything to others?
Su Wu put one hand on Shao Shoushan's shoulder, and a blazing golden fire spread out from his palm, instantly wrapping Shao Daoshi's whole body - seeing this, Shao Daoshi felt even more desperate!
The golden flames climbed up his statue body, and bursts of wailing suddenly came from his body!
Pieces of flesh and blood mixed with mud kept falling from his body, turning into ashes as soon as they fell to the ground, and were blown away by the wind!
In the blink of an eye, Shao Daoshi peeled off the mud shell all over his body.
The golden fire slowly converged.
Taoist Shao turned his limbs and looked at Su Wu opposite him, his eyes were full of doubt. For a moment, he didn't know whether to thank him or turn around and run away.
"Let's go." Su Wu said.
"My disciples..."
"You have the Heavenly King Locking Hammer, which can lock the soul with the so-called life talisman.
They haven't practiced this method to the fullest, and their souls have already turned to ashes when their flesh shells stepped into the 'Nine Mountains'. What you see now is just a few clay figures with a little residual consciousness.
- Even the flesh and blood body no longer exists."
After hearing Su Wu's explanation, Shao Shoushan was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Please wait a moment. Please allow me to say goodbye to all the disciples."
Su Wu didn't say anything more, standing aside, watching Shao Shoushan walk towards the clay statues, bowing to them and saying goodbye, he raised his head and looked at the highest peak where the nine mountain ranges overlapped.
Under the rolling mist, a huge tomb stood on the top of the mountain.
The golden blood was spreading all around the tomb.
The golden blood flowing between the nine mountains had not only completely lost its vitality, but the power contained in the blood had also been absorbed by the numerous statues of gods piled up in the mountains.
The Nine-Tailed One used the statues of gods that were constantly being carried up the mountain to erase the power of the golden blood and thus get involved in the giant tomb.
Su Wu heard the footsteps approaching behind him and withdrew his gaze from the tomb. He turned back and saw Master Shao Dao walking behind him with a gloomy look.
He said, "You and your disciples have a deep relationship."