The dream of a lonely hero

"Stop!" A loud shout shook the roof tiles. This sound had a great penetrating power, which made everyone present have tinnitus. Suddenly, a Taoist priest flew into the hall. This Taoist priest was nearly 40 years old, with a bun, a golden hairpin on his head, three strands of black beard, a tattered white cloth Taoist robe, and a tattered white cloth Taoist robe stained with brown blood. He carried a sword behind him. Everyone recognized that this person was Wu Tianzhen, the leader of the Golden Spear Club, "Yunli Tianzun" of Nanjian. Yan Yun was mixed with sadness and joy, and tears burst out of his eyes. He was speechless for a while. Meng Yanchang, Jiang Peng, Sun Ding and other independent guard disciples were extremely excited and greeted Wu Tianzhen one after another. Lu Cheng was panicked and stunned for a moment, leading the seven minions to greet Wu Tianzhen.

Wu Tianzhen said angrily: "Everyone has rebelled! You think Wu will never come back! You want to fight? Come on, let Wu see it!"

Lu Cheng lowered his head and dared not speak. Meng Yanchang was overjoyed to see Wu Tianzhen safe and sound, and did not bother to reply for a while.

Wu Tianzhen saw Yan Yun tied up, thinking that today's incident must be related to him, but he did not have the energy to interrogate him carefully, so he asked the independent guard disciples to keep him in custody for the time being. Wu Tianzhen was exhausted and forced to be energetic. He did not have the energy to deal with the current affairs for a while, so he asked everyone to go back and rest.

Wu Tianzhen sat in meditation behind closed doors, with his five hearts facing the sky, his mind free of distractions, his eyes as if sealed, and he used the internal energy of the Taihe School to heal his injuries. Meng Yanchang, Jiang Peng, and Sun Ding did not dare to disturb him and waited outside. After an hour, Wu Tianzhen recovered his former appearance and stopped meditating. Meng Yanchang, Jiang Peng, and Sun Ding served the food. Wu Tianzhen did not care about his dignity as the leader in front of his trusted generals, and ate up all the food in one swift motion. Meng Yanchang was both happy and distressed when he saw this, and his tears kept flowing. He thought: I have never seen Master so hungry and thirsty, he must have been through the gates of hell. He said: "Master! I will bring you some more food." Wu Tianzhen could see his disciple's mixed feelings of sadness and joy, and said humorously: "Are you going to starve Master to death?" Meng Yanchang smiled like a child.

Jiang Peng cried, "Kuizhu! You miss us so much! We haven't heard from you for a long time since you entered the den of thieves. We are really afraid that something bad will happen to you. We want to rush to Suolong Mountain to avenge you, but Meng Congshi won't let us."

Meng Yanchang said, "Master! It's all because of my bad disciple."

Wu Tianzhen said, "Yanchang is right. You, plus the remaining assets of Qifendao, are not enough to defeat the evil monk Hui Guang!"

Jiang Peng was stunned and said, "Northern Sword, Southern Sword, Double Sword, the reputation of the evil monk Hui Guang's Double Sword is ranked after Kuizhu! Could it be that he would cast Magic?"

Wu Tianzhen was full of shame and said, "Alas! It's all my fault for being incompetent! As a result, none of the hundreds of people from the Jinyi Sect of the Seventh Sect of the Golden Spear Society survived."

Jiang Peng said, "According to our investigation, there are only 500 bald donkeys in the Longevity Temple of the Suolong Mountain. 500 against 500, the disciples of the Seventh Sect should not be so useless."

Wu Tianzhen beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying, "Alas! Pity the 500 lives of my Seventh Sect." Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Hui Guang bald donkey! Blood debts must be paid with blood. Wu Tianzhen will not be a human being unless he flattens your den of thieves!"

MengYan Chang said cautiously: "Master! What happened?"

Wu Tianzhen told the story of how he escaped death in Changshou Temple.

The last book said that Wu Tianzhen, "The Heavenly Lord of the Clouds" of Nanjian, Miao Yanjun, "The Scholar of Fallen Leaves", Mingran, "The Monk of Iron Palm", Daguo, "The Buddhist Guest of Iron Crutch", Liaoran, "The Taoist Guest of Zhanwen", Liu Qiniang, "The Cold Girl of Lotus", Yuanda, Wang Xian, Zhai Sheng, "The Tiger Sitting on the Ground", "The Twin Pengs and Five Ghosts", Li Zhong, "The Golden-haired Kunpeng", Yang Jiong, "The Cloud-piercing Peng", Cui Yinpeng, "The Ghost of Life-urging", Gou Yinfang, "The Ghost of Soul-catching", Qingyinsha, "The Ghost of Impermanence", Wu Yinzhong, "The White-faced Ghost, One-armed Ghost" Bai Yinluo, seventeen people fought against Hui Guang, the demon monk of "The Twin Swords" and "The Blue-eyed Golden-haired Galan Town Zhongzhou". Hui Guang saw that the situation was not good, and with a leap, he turned around and flew to the roof. Wu Tianzhen and the others suddenly heard a "crack" sound, and suddenly felt that they were stepping on empty space. The bluestone bricks under their feet cracked a big crack, and they all fell down like dumplings. Before they could react, the bricks above their heads closed quickly with a "crack". Suddenly, it was pitch black. Wu Tianzhen landed on his feet and felt that he had fallen about three or four feet. Because he had a very high level of Qinggong, he did not fall down, but others were not so lucky. They fell down one after another. Suddenly, a group of fireballs whistled towards everyone, and Wu Tianzhen, Miao Yanjun and others quickly dodged left and right. The "Double Mace Taibao" Yuanda, Wang Xian, and the "Sitting Tiger" Zhai Sheng, who were not as good at kung fu, were unable to dodge, and their clothes were burned, so they rolled on the ground. "Iron Palm Zen Monk" Mingran, "Iron Crutch Buddhist Guest" Daguo, "Zhanwen Daoist Guest" Liaoran, "Lotus Cold Girl" Liu Qiniang, "Double Peng, Five Ghosts", "Golden-haired Kunpeng" Li Zhong, "Piercing Clouds and Tuanpeng" Yang Jiong, "Death-urging Ghost" Cui Yinpeng, "Soul-catching Ghost" Gou Yinfang, "Green-faced Ghost" Qingyinsha, "Impermanence Ghost" Wu Yinzhong, "White-faced Ghost One-armed Ghost" Bai Yinluo and dozens of minions, all hurriedly slapped the burning clothes. After a while of busy work, the flames on their bodies went out. Wu Tianzhen, Miao Yanjun and others were all alert to observe the surrounding environment. At this time, the lights were bright.

Everyone looked with the light: At this time, it was a large dark room, about ten feet long, five or six feet wide, and more than three feet high. In the middle of the width direction was a shrine, and above the shrine hung a plaque with white characters on a black background, with the three big characters "Miaoyin Hall" written on it, which looked very gloomy and terrifying under the reflection of the lights. There is a tall Buddha statue on the altar, and the fireball just now came out of the Buddha statue's mouth. There are many statues of Bodhisattvas, Vajra, and Arhats on both sides of the altar. There is an offering table in front of the altar, and several women's heads are placed on the table. Both sides of the offering table are covered with lanterns and torches, shining as bright as day. The ground is paved with square bricks, and the four walls are made of bluestone. There are symmetrical yin and yang fish patterns on the bluestone walls on both sides, which are two meters high. Opposite the altar are several chairs, several large wooden bathing barrels, several iron beds, and several stoves; several iron racks more than one person high, with iron hooks hanging on the racks, and several human skeletons hanging on the iron hooks.

This kind of scene. Wang Xian disagreed. Although the scene that Liu Qiniang had seen in the dark room of Yanfeng Xijing was not as huge as this, it was somewhat similar. When she saw it today, she couldn't help but tremble with fear. Miao Yanjun, the "Fallen Leaf Scholar", Liu Qiniang, the "Lotus Winter Girl", Mingran, the "Iron Palm Zen Monk", Daguo, the "Iron Crutch Buddhist Guest","Zhanwen Daoke" Liaoran, "Shuangpeng, Wugui", "Golden-haired Kunpeng" Li Zhong, "Chuanyun Tuanpeng" Yang Jiong, "Death-urging Ghost" Cui Yinpeng, "Soul-catching Ghost" Gou Yinfang, "Green-faced Ghost" Qing Yinsha, "Impermanence Ghost" Wu Yinzhong, "White-faced Ghost One-armed Ghost" Bai Yinluo, although they have been through the martial arts world for a long time, they can't help but feel cold and their hair stand on end. "Double-Mace Taibao" Yuanda, "Sitting Tiger" Zhai Sheng, and the minions were even more frightened and their legs were weak. Wu Tianzhen was stunned and thought: The Yin-Yang fish pattern is the symbol of my Taoist Tai Chi diagram. How could Hui Guang, a Buddhist disciple, arrange such a pattern in a dark room? Everyone was extremely terrified, and countless bowl-sized windows cracked on the walls, and arrows were fired from the windows. Wu Tianzhen and others hurriedly waved their weapons and fought the rain of swords. After a cup of tea, the rain of swords arrived. "Oh! Oh!" There were screams. "Sitting Tiger" Zhai Sheng and a dozen of his followers turned into tigers with arrows, and died like hedgehogs. Wang Xian, "Double Mace Guardian" Yuan Da and the remaining thirty-odd followers were hit by seven or eight long arrows on their legs and buttocks. "Fallen Leaf Scholar" Miao Yanjun, "Lotus Cold Girl" Liu Qiniang, "Iron Palm Zen Monk" Mingran, "Iron Crutch Buddhist Guest" Daguo, "Zhanwen Daoist Guest" Liaoran, "Double Peng, Five Ghosts", "Golden-haired Kunpeng" Li Zhong, "Cloud-piercing Peng" Yang Jiong, "Death-urging Ghost" Cui Yinpeng, "Soul-catching Ghost" Gou Yinfang, "Green-faced Ghost" Qingyinsha, "Impermanence Ghost" Wu Yinzhong, "White-faced Ghost One-armed Ghost" Bai Yinluo, were also hit by arrows to varying degrees. Although they were not in vital parts, they were still very painful.

After a while, many statues of Bodhisattvas, Vajra, and Arhats on both sides danced with their instruments like machines, and the faint and hazy string music sounded slowly, like "sneaking into the night with the wind", quietly and silently, like the sound of nature, melodious and pleasing to the ears, charming and confusing, making people's hearts move, lingering in the dreamlike space and "intoxicated without knowing the way home". Everyone was in a state of fascination, and the music suddenly became dull, as if it came from the cracks in the ground and captured people's hearts. After a while, the music suddenly became high-pitched, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks, and it made people's eardrums vibrate and hurt. The music changed from low to high from time to time, and more than 30 minions were so painful that they cut themselves with swords. The rest of the people, except Wu Tianzhen, felt uncomfortable with their internal organs churning, and they couldn't bear it and beat their chests with fists and palms. After nearly half an hour of noise, everyone was exhausted and dazed by the magical sound, and collapsed on the ground. Wu Tianzhen meditated with concentration, using his inner strength to try his best to resist the devilish voice. The music stopped abruptly, and the dark room fell silent. The "whooshing" flames made the statue flicker, and it was terrifying that it was about to collapse. Yuanda said, "If this sound doesn't stop, I'm going to smash my head open!" Everyone thought so in their hearts. Liu Qiniang snuggled up to Miao Yanjun. No one knew what would happen next. The music sounded again, sobbing and trembling, like crying and complaining, expressing loneliness and desolation, turning softly. This is a vibration of the soul, a strange trauma, an indescribable gloom, a resonance of mourning, a strange magic, an accumulation of depression, a drifting of the soul, touching the heart, moving the mind, and an irresistible magic, giving people an inexplicable feeling, sometimes worrying.Sadness, anxiety, madness, trance, suffocation, followed by pain in the five internal organs, like boiling oil and piercing the heart, and then inexplicable sadness, anxiety, madness, trance, suffocation; the cycle is repeated, making people feel so painful that they would rather die than live. The ground in front of the altar "creaked" and cracked into a hole three feet long and two feet wide. From the hole, a flame more than a foot high sprang out. This is a blazing fire pit.

Wang Xian, "Double Mace Taibao" Yuan Da, "Falling Leaf Scholar" Miao Yanjun, "Lotus Cold Girl" Liu Qiniang, "Iron Palm Zen Monk" Mingran, "Iron Crutch Buddhist Guest" Daguo, "Zhanwen Daoke" Liaoran, "Double Peng, Five Ghosts", "Golden Hair Kunpeng" Li Zhong, "Piercing Clouds and Tuanpeng" Yang Jiong, "Death-urging Ghost" Cui Yinpeng, "Soul-catching Ghost" Gou Yinfang, "Green-faced Ghost" Qingyinsha, "Impermanence Ghost" Wu Yinzhong, "White-faced Ghost One-armed Ghost" Bai Yinluo, all struggled to get up, and the spirits were controlled by the ghosts, and the steps were staggering as if the real souls had left their bodies, and they walked towards the fire pit in a daze, and their steps gradually accelerated with the rhythm of the music.

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