Marrying the Useless Man whose Spiritual Platform is Broken

That night, Huo Jue arranged everything, put the fake magic weapon around his neck, and lay on the bed. Xuesongyuan has already set up a formation, just waiting for traitors to enter the urn.

At the same time, the large array of runes circulating in Xuesong Mountain over the years, as expected by Huo Jue, suddenly stagnated the circulating red gold runes.

Soon the runes began to fall apart like a chain of misplaced gears because one link could not be interlocked.

The disciples in the academy gathered silently in the night. They took off the uniforms they usually wore as disciples of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, and they were all in black night clothes from head to toe.

Since ancient times, it has been customary to do bad things at night and wear black clothes.

However, black clothes can really blend into the night better. A group of people gather together and stand in a very orderly manner, like a group of ominous black crows.

They are all traitors who betrayed the sect tonight, but Duan Zhen, the leader of the sect, promised them that as long as tonight is over, they will all be direct disciples of the head of the Tianyuan Sword Sect.

Elder Duan Zhen also changed into a black suit and stood at the front of a group of disciples. He didn't say anything grandiose to eliminate harm for the people like before going down the mountain to practice.

Elder Xiulu just slowly raised his natal sword, and shouted, "Disciples of Xiulu Palace follow me!"

"Yes!"

They responded in unison, with a mighty momentum, and the disciples raised their swords one after another in agreement.

Duan Zhen smiled, the position of head is within his grasp, when his good daughter Duan Qinxuan comes back and hands Huo Jue to his daughter, even if she gets angry, she can't change the situation.

It's just that when Duan Zhen turned his head and was about to lead a group of disciples Yu Jian to point directly at Xuesongyuan, the ground suddenly shook.

Duan Zhen paused and lowered his head.

The rustling sound came from all directions, and the disciples felt something swimming in the ground under their feet, and they all bowed their heads in shock—

When the first vine came out of the ground and caused a disciple to stagger, they didn't realize the danger.

Because they couldn't smell any dangerous smell, they deliberately destroyed the Northern Pine Mountain Formation, so the coldness of the Wanli Snowfield was slowly revealing its awe-inspiring aura like a block of ice in summer.

Accompanied by the cold and howling wind and snow, there is also the rosin on the Wanli Snow Field that has been covered with snow for many years.

Take a sip, awe-inspiring and thorough. This should be a taste that every disciple of the Tianyuan Sword Sect will remember deeply. They honed their Dao heart in these awe-inspiring snowstorms and rosin, and they practiced hard.

Such familiarity, how could it be dangerous?

But soon someone exclaimed: "What is this?!"

A tree vine as thick as an arm drilled out from the ground, and quickly wrapped itself around the body of the nearest disciple, and then countless tree vines drilled out from the ground that was torn apart, all wrapped around the disciples of the law school.

The teeth-stinging clucking sound is the crisp sound of trees jointing in winter, and the rumbling hum shocks the heart and lungs, and it is the prelude to the raging wind and snow!

The rune array in Beisongshan completely stopped flowing at this time—the barrier collapsed.

"Where is the monster, disciples, don't panic, form an array with me!"

Duan Zhen urged the natal sword in his hand to cut off the giant python-like tree vines that wanted to bind him.

It's just that the tree vines can be cut off easily, even those with greater strength can break off at will, but they can't be cut endlessly. A steady stream of trees and vines came out from the bottom, accompanied by the humming wind and cold snow, making even breathing become a luxury.

"It's not a monster, elder, these seem to be... cedar roots from Songshan Mountain!"

They were indeed not monsters, the Beisong Mountain Sword School practiced the swordsmanship of slaying demons and demons, but whenever monsters and monsters encountered them, it was a natural enemy.

But on these vines, there was no demonic aura, they even carried a lingering aura, like a nest of enraged spirit snakes, trying to bind all the disciples of the entire training school so that they could not escape.

"Is Lingshan angry?!" The sound of falling swords kept ringing, and a disciple said sadly, "Is Lingshan not allowing traitors like us?"

"Full of nonsense! Shut up!"

Duan Zhen Hengjian resisted and was not trapped by the vines, but he looked back and saw that the main hall of the Law School had already begun to crumble - dense vines rose from the ground, with different thicknesses, without any evil spirit, But everywhere it went, it was easily crushed.

It was as if under the courtyard, there was a giant beast that pierced through the sky and was slowly waking up, intending to swallow them all in one bite!

Duan Zhen was shocked for a moment, could it be because they destroyed the formation and released the evil spirits in the snow field? !

But... the raging trees and vines in this courtyard, where is there any evil smell?

There are disciples who are bound, not to mention resistance, they can't even summon the soul shield.

There are also a few disciples whose cultivation base is not bad, they are not restrained, but they have summoned the Dao Spiritual Shield, but... some of them have nothing more than the Spiritual Shield, just like Qu Shuang, born and raised in the snowfield, and Lingshan is connected with branches, a cedar for them to hone their Taoism and enter the realm of cultivation!

When Xue Song, who was on the spiritual shield of the disciple Dao, didn't know what inspired him, and started to rebel, the disciples had completely lost their fighting spirit.

Seeing this, many people put down their weapons and were bound into cocoons by the vines.

These vines did not attack them, they were only intended to bind them, and were even cut to pieces, and they were never aimed at them with the sharp points of the vines.

Trees and vines are like a pair of big hands from parents and even teachers. They only trap children who make mistakes and don't want to hurt them.

Everyone quickly lost their fighting spirit, and Duan Zhen was the only one left speechless.

He raised his head, watching the snow powder that has not melted for many years wrapped by the strong wind in the sky, spiraling and rolling past the cracked formation, like a face of gods and Buddhas that pierces through everything, compassionate but fierce, rolling towards them Come.

At this moment in his heart, he only felt that his cultivation base in the Transcendence Realm was faintly shaken by the howling wind.

Really... Matsuyama has a spirit, is he angry?

But how could Huo Jue's yellow-mouthed child be the orthodoxy recognized by Lingshan!

Duan Zhen refused to accept it, but the general situation is gone.

At this moment, Mu Qinglan, who was quietly doing things together with the ignorant tree spirits, saw that Duan Zhen's eyes were full of sadness and did not resist, and finally left a group of tree spirits brought out by her from the snowy field, and headed towards the cedar courtyard where Huo Jue was.

This battle is bloodless, because the power of vegetation is infinite, and the power of the earth is also infinite. As long as you use it well, it will be so magnificent that even a cultivator like Duan Zhen who has escaped from the mortal realm will feel the same. fear.

The formation collapsed, and the Mu family's children at the foot of the mountain thought it was a signal for war, so they all rose with their swords and flew towards the Xuesongyuan.

It's just that they don't know that the mastermind Duan Zhen is now doubting his life, they are like a group of "little ghosts" who are destined to be easily dispersed.

Huo Jue made so many arrangements, and he didn't even use the disciples brought by Qu Shuang to make a move. These disciples of the mortal sect who were not well-cultivated were like birds caught in a net.

With the Lingling water on their bodies, they only have the function of squawking like a frog.

"Let us go, we are the Mu family, we came to rescue Huo Jue Shao after we learned that he was in trouble as head of the sect!"

Qu Shuang's handsome face was cold, standing outside the rune formation, looking at a group of "moths" stuck on the formation net, and ordered: "Keep people watching, if you dare to break through forcibly, directly killed."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly took people back to the Cedar Courtyard to stand by, because the Mu family was just the most inconspicuous little fish tonight, and the ones who were really difficult to deal with were the disciples and elders of the Law School.

Thinking of this, Qu Shuang felt uncomfortable. Elder Xiulu is the father of the senior sister. The senior sister grew up with them since childhood, and the master is the head of the sect.

Moreover, Elder Xiulu used to cover them up when they got into trouble many times. Although Elder Xiulu was in charge of punishment, he was never too harsh. Qu Shuang was not very smart since he was a child, and his master was strict. shelter.

Elder Law Xiu is too confused!

Elder Xiulu tried to win over Qu Shuang several times, but Qu Shuang would never betray Huo Jue, but now that he was going to face his senior sister's father with a sword in hand, how could Qu Shuang not feel sad?

Up to now, Qu Shuang clenched the saber in his hand tightly, and had no choice.

He didn't know the situation on Elder Xiulu's side, and he was still waiting here. And the remaining two forces in the sect, Elder He Ze and the royal guards, both want to play the trick of praying mantis catching cicada and oriole behind.

But the group of the Mu family were small ants at best, the formation temporarily collapsed and they were let in, Elder He Ze and the leader of the royal guards were all watching the show.

Sure enough, the little ant was quickly captured, and Huo Jue was not a soft persimmon to be kneaded to such an extent.

But they waited and waited, but they didn't wait until the group of praying mantises from the Law School came to catch the cicadas!

They don't know that the praying mantises have turned into a group of grasshoppers after autumn, and they can't jump up.

Mu Qinglan rushed towards Huo Jue's Cedar Courtyard excitedly. She was afraid that Huo Jue would fight to the death for the Dharma Protector, and she was also afraid that the disciples of the Law School would make a move in advance. Fortunately, they were very good and followed the plan.

Mu Qinglan was very anxious to recover in Xiangjun Mountain in the past few days, so she hurried back as soon as she recovered, this is just in time!

She couldn't wait to see Huo Jue, thinking that he must be physically and mentally exhausted these days, and she didn't know how much he had suffered.

I feel sorry for her.

Mu Qinglan walked towards Huo Jue's Cedar Courtyard, and at the same time summoned back the truth that she had stayed in Sushuang Pavilion to conceal the truth.

She doesn't need to go in person to summon the truth, as long as she has a thought, the truth will turn into a ghostly green mist and roll towards her.

Tonight, the wind and snow were howling, and the ever-bright lantern had been damaged by the strong wind. The entire Beisong Mountain was pitch black, and no one noticed her strange-colored spiritual mist mixed in the flying snow powder.

Of course, because everything was too messy, and she was too impatient, she didn't try to identify her at all. Her true identity came back from the direction of the cold prison, not Sushuang Pavilion as she thought.

In the cold prison, Qu Shuang followed Huo Jue's instructions, and the array he arranged was touched by the spirit mist, and the golden light lit up—a glimmer of light from the rune secret order was swept away by the spirit mist.

Mu Qinglan returned to her original form outside the Cedar Courtyard, and ran directly into the courtyard.

She thought that just like going back, she could pass through the formation with a virtual figure.

But in the past, the formations arranged by the Cedar Courtyard were just common formations such as blocking evil spirits, gathering spirits, etc. This time, the Cedar Courtyard was arranged by Huo Jue with all his life's knowledge, to block all living beings.

Even if a really powerful cultivator comes, he will be caught in his tracks.

It was arranged like a nine-layered **** formation that could stop any living beings. Because Mu Qinglan was carrying a secret rune order drawn by the master of the formation that she didn't know about, she felt like entering a land of no one.

She hurriedly plunged into Huo Jue's room, not knowing that although she was able to pass the formation smoothly, she touched the formation in the end.

Qu Shuang sensed the fluctuation of the formation, and his eyes froze, thinking that the opponent had finally killed him.

Following Huo Jue's instructions with his disciples, he was ready to go outside Huo Jue's window.

Mu Qinglan rushed into the house wrapped in the wind and snow, not forgetting to restrain her own grass and trees.

I thought I could see Huo Jue sitting in the house waiting in battle, but in the dim light of the ever-burning lamp, Huo Jue fell asleep.

He was lying on the bed, and seemed to be sleeping most comfortably.

This is of course an illusion, Huo Jue was already tense the first time someone broke in.

Huo Jue thought that if the people outside couldn't stop those who wanted to seize the magic weapon, then Qu Shuang and the others must have no resistance at all.

He promised Qu Shuang would push the jade token for their help, but in fact it was fake at all, and the jade token was safely placed on the table.

He noticed that someone had broken in, and he lay there without moving because there was another formation around him, which was also the last formation.

This formation is a lore formation based on his semi-disabled spiritual palace and meridians, and it is him—self-destruct.

The "magic weapon" on the neck is the eye of the formation that touches the formation.

As long as the opponent touches the magic weapon on his neck, Huo Jue can blow the opponent half to pieces even if he dies.

The senior sister is coming back soon, and Huo Jue has already written a letter entrusting the senior sister to be the head of the sect, and told her where the magic weapon is.

Huo Jue thought he had nothing to worry about.

Mu Qinglan moved closer, for fear of waking him up.

Standing beside his bed for a while, the fear that was burning like fire and flooding in my heart gradually faded away.

Huo Jue is fine.

He is fine.

Mu Qinglan moved closer to Huo Jue, staring at the person on the bed.

She wondered why he was so annoying. When she recovered her spiritual power on Xiangjun Mountain, she realized why Huo Jue had backtracked that night.

He is so kind, he must feel that his time is short, and he is unwilling to drag her a weak woman.

I don't know if he thinks about himself these days.

He is too hard to follow!

Mu Qinglan thought so in her heart, she was still not reconciled to only taking off her shirt that night, not getting any benefit.

Huo Jue even touched her anyway.

Thinking of this, Mu Qinglan felt that she couldn't afford to lose.

She held her breath and half-kneeled by the bed, seeing that Huo Jue was asleep anyway, her heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her head...