V3C29

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Chu Lei and the other people in the air are stunned for a long time, Chu Ying Hong was the first to react and rushed over. Seeing Chu Lei’s face as pale as paper, He Yang knew this matter had hit him extremely hard.

Chu Lei as the Shao Yang Sect’s Leader, is deeply respected by the people, almost no one has never disobeyed him. Although his achievements are not much in the cultivation of immortality, but he is a steady type, he has managed the Shaoyang Sect with a good reputation, nearly half of his life he has not encountered any big storm.

But recently he has been severely injured, first one of his beloved daughters is nearly like a dead person, and then threatened by the demons. Whether Shaoyang Sect can survive that disaster is still difficult to say, and now another daughter and beloved disciple rushed to go to their death on Buzhou Mountain, and he could not stop them.

He Yang thought of this, could not help but sigh slightly, shook his head and did not say anything.

Chu Yinghong suddenly called out, “Brother, Sect Leader! You quickly come over to see!”

Chu Lei landed on the altar with a sunken, only to see Chu Ying Hong pointed to a circle of black candles in front of the tripod, there is a puzzled look on her face, said: “Master, look at …… what is this?”

Chu Lei bent down and twisted a candle, fondled it with his fingers, turned it over and looked at the birth date carved on it, and frowned: “Well …… this, it seems to be a very ancient method of candle making.”

Chu Ying Hong also picked up one and placed it in her hand. The candle flame is burning and jumping, and even though the mountain breeze is blowing on it butit did not go out.

“I know it is made with cinnabar and black dog blood to make some secret recipe to make the candle …… but in the end, what is the use?”

Chu Lei slowly shook his head: “I’m not sure, either.”

He Yang walked over, looked at it and said softly, “This is a spell device engraved with a birthdate to replace the destiny of the children as they are from the world of the living. So that the gods of Buzhou Mountain do not find out that they went to the forbidden land.”

Chu Ying Hong’s brain is the fastest, immediately her eyes lit up and said: “Then …… if we blow it out is it possible to let them back?”

He Yang said with a solemn expression, “No! Once the candle flame is extinguished, the gods will immediately find out that they are intruders. Even if they can come back, they will be heavily punished and their lives will be at risk!”

Chu Ying Hong listened and had to put the candle back. Blocking the wind in fear that the candle flame would be blown out by the mountain wind.

He Yang saw the five huge incense burning in the bronze censer, the smoke swirling up, burning very slowly, only at the top were five bright red dots, suddenly they extinguished, he could not help but make an “eh” sound, and touched it with his hand.

“He Yang, did you find something?” Chu Lei saw his expression change, immediately asked.

Although he had just made a harsh statement to expel Zhong Minyan from his sect and did not recognise Xuanji as his daughter, the two children were brought up by him. How deep the bond is, how can it be denied by not recognising them. If something happens to them at Buzhou Mountain, it would really break his heart.

He Yang said, “I am looking at this spell, its very ancient, think those children on the way met what strange people who can use this method to bring them to Bu Zhou Mountain.”

After turning back, seeing that both Chu Lei and Chu Ying Hong are worried, he smiled lightly, softly said, “Do not worry, I see those children have their own fate, will not be in danger. Besides, there is also a person of high ability, they may really be able to save Minjue and Linglong. The children are old and have to do something on their own, how can the elders be obstinate.”

Elder He Yang has always been a highly respected figure in Shao Yang Sect, his words carry great weight, and his breezy attitude can easily calm people’s anxiety. Not to mention as his wife Chu Ying Hong, even Chu Lei also respect him respectfully.

Seeing him speak with conviction, the two only gradually calm down. Chu Yinghong laughed and said, “I can’t see Minyan, before he was a small monkey like person, now can do great things. In the future he may become an amazing figure, we also do not need to worry about it. Its better to be here and guard them from the back.”

Chu Lei with a stern face, said coldly, “All day at home only know nonsense! When they get back there will be recieve heavy punishment for them both!”

He has always had a cold face and soft heart, such angry words once said, it is the same as retracting the order to expel Zhong Minyan from the sect. He Yang and Chu Yinghong looked at each other with a smile and wisely chose to be silent.

He Yang looked at the incense in the censer and said, “We do not need to wait here, once the incense is lit, it will take more than ten hours to burn, and they can only come back when it is extinguished. We have rushed all the way here and are exhausted, why not find a place to rest for a while and come back when it’s almost time.”

Chu Yinghong said anxiously, “How can we leave? What if this candle goes out?”

He Yang laughed and said, “This is a magic weapon, it can’t be blown out by a little mountain wind. Besides, they have gone to Buzhou Mountain and are no longer in this world, so it is useless for you and me to wait here. This is a deserted mountain, and it is late at night, who will come here? If you are worried, cast a spell to protect these candles from being knocked over by wild animals and birds.”

When Chu Ying Hong heard that she had to give up. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket, bit her finger and wrote some incantations on it with the blood and gently threw it at the candles. The light and airy handkerchief seemed to come to life, like a gauze net with long legs, and it covered the candles steadily, without moving.

“I’m still a little worried ……,” she said, looking at the altar, reluctantly.

However, the three of them have not eaten nor slept these days to rush here and are extremely physically exhausted. That day Chu Lei received news in Fuyu Island, that Zhong Minyin and the others sneaked out of the island, not knowing where they are going, his heart nearly gave out. However, they had arrived with only brought two Min Generation young disciples, one seriously injured, the other was captured by the demon. Although He Danping sent two disciples who were capable, but not much experience. It was not good to take them to the uncharted mountain, so could only hurry back to Shaoyang Sect, looking for and HeYang and Chu YingHong and come to find the disciples.

But where is Buzhou Mountain, they are not very clear. Walked all the way here by asking around, yet they are still a step too late, watching those children go to the mountain, but they can not follow.

Chu Lei sighed, turn around and left, muttered, “Well, it is a blessing or a disaster, depends on their fate. I, this half old man, also can’t continue to worry about it.”

The three of them immediately flew back to Ge’ermu with their swords and found an inn to rest for the night.

The altar fell into dead silence again. The mountain breeze wailed, the owl in the dense forest screeched, the moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, leaving only a large haze. A circle of black candles in front of the bronze censer was steadily covered under a handkerchief, and the flame did not move.

No telling how long it took, but suddenly there was the sound of soft footsteps, as if someone was slowly walking up the steps. The moonlight dragged his shadow on the ground, swaying and swaying, with a touch of frivolity. Finally, when he reached the last level and saw the empty altar, he suddenly let out an odd laugh and walked slowly over.

The moonlight fell, and the shadows slowly withdrew from him. The man’s silhouette gradually became clearer and clearer, with a green shirt, a feathered fan in his hand, and a fierce Āxiūluō mask on his face. It was the Deputy Master of Lize Palace.

He hummed some odd little tune, shook his head and walked up to the bronze censer, smelled the five burning incense sticks, sneezed and laughed, “Unexpectely there is someone that can help, and it worked.”

He squatted down and looked at the five black candles burning quietly. Although they had been burning for such a long time, the candles did not diminish at all and there was not even a drop of wax.

He watched for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand and touched the handkerchief, retracting with a ‘hiss’, as if something had suddenly bit him and his fingertips were sore. He retracted his fingers and laughed, “The Shao Yang Sect’s spells may not be as good as they should be.”

After he rotated his wrist, don’t know what kind of weird technique he used, but with two fingers, he clamped the silk and pulled it out in a blink of an eye and spread it softly in his hand. He was so proud of himself that he started humming a strange tune again, grabbed a candle with his hand, read the words on it, smiled, put it back, and picked up another one to read.

In this way, he reached the fourth candle, but did not put it back. However, the gaze behind the mask burned and seemed to be thoughtful.

“Interesting …” He murmured and suddenly slapped his hands, as if he had decided something.

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