However, this was not the end. The arms and legs of the Longhuai Ancestor opened up again, and seven or eight little people of different sizes jumped out. After that, they even lifted up their own skulls and pulled out a little person from inside before putting their skulls back in place.
Lu Ping swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked hoarsely, "Senior, can you use all these avatars?"
"What do you think?"
This time, the Longhuai Ancestor asked Lu Ping in a very human way, as if he was a little proud of Lu Ping's surprise.
The fifteen little people jumped around the Longhuai Ancestor, making different movements, but they were very skilled, and Lu Ping could also see that these little people knew how to cooperate with each other.
This was actually a Tao soldier formation, a Tao soldier formation formed by avatars at the early Dharma stage.
"This avatar of the Old Man is refined from 9,000 years old withered bamboo, and its body has its own space. This Tao soldier formation was created by the Old Man to kill time in these tens of thousands of years after his awakening. As for the materials needed to refine this Tao soldier formation, you must have seen them in the secret area."
Lu Ping had naturally seen them before. The trees in the forest were all more than 5,000 years old, and the withered trees had probably been refined by the Longhuai Ancestor into avatars, forming the Tao soldier formation in front of him now.
"Do you think the Old Man can take down those 11 Minor Repairs at the mid Dharma stage?"
The Longhuai Ancestor actually asked Lu Ping this question. At this time, Lu Ping realized that the Longhuai Ancestor had returned to the kind of kindness Lu Ping had shown when they first met in the secret area. The decisive way he had killed Liu Tianyuan and Tian Tian was more like a way of protecting himself.
Mid Dharma stage, and Minor Repairs at that! Perhaps only this old monster in front of him, who had lived for god knows how many years, could say this.
Lu Ping cursed inwardly. Then, he said, "Senior, I don't think there's any need for you to bring me here. With this Dao Soldier Formation, you can easily take down Forefather Frost Leaf along with him!"
The Longhuai Ancestor chuckled and said, "If the Old Man hadn't met you here, he would naturally do that. But now, consider this a test from the Old Man. There is one thing that the Old Man needs to tell you. Don't expect the Old Man to help you after he has taken down those 11 Minor Repairs. If you are killed by Hanye, the Old Man will avenge you. If you run away now, you and I will have nothing to do with each other in the future. But if you kill that Hanye, the heaven-opening relic on him will belong to you."
Lu Ping pursed his lips and said, "Why, didn't you want to recover the heaven-opening relic, Jiao Daoren's handwritten letter?"
The Longhuai Ancestor smiled and said, "That was originally abandoned by the Old Man. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want it to fall into the hands of the six holy lands, why would he want to recover it?"
In the forest, Hanye Laozu and the 11 cultivators from the holy lands flew all the way. They had expected Xiao Baiyu's strength when he appeared, predicted that Xiao Baiyu might cause damage to the ship, and even predicted that Xiao Baiyu might have a helper.
However, they had predicted all the possible accidents, but they still failed in the situation they had expected. Everyone knew that Xiao Baiyu was strong enough, but they still underestimated his strength. As the peak existence in the cultivation world, Xiao Baiyu could fight against three people and still have the upper hand. He even had the time to make the fatal sword strike that destroyed the ship!
They clearly knew where the opponent's strongest move was, but in the end, they still lost because of this strongest move. This was the philosophy that sword cultivators upheld. Regardless of the level of cultivation, the depth of strength, or the conspiracies, they would only need one sword strike to destroy them.
As the saying went, one sword strike to destroy all techniques. The Ten Thousand Techniques didn't just refer to spells, it also referred to trickery, tricks, and complete suppression of strength!
Therefore, even when Mara's army arrived, even when the four Asuras appeared, they could have resisted them. However, it was that sword strike that fell from the sky that destroyed the treasure cabin of the ship, destroying the ship's main defense and attack methods. This caused the treasure ship that even pure Yang cultivators had to retreat to become a fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.
They could only escape because if they were too slow, they would not only face the ferocious Mara's army, but also the cunning cultivators who followed closely behind.
This was originally a mission used by the five sacred grounds to test the heir cultivators. Apart from killing Xiao Baiyu, the five pure Yang cultivators Laozu had to worry about it. All the other difficulties had to be dealt with by themselves. This was also the reason why none of the great cultivators from the five sects took action.
They were full of confidence. They originally thought that the most difficult person to deal with was Lu Tianping of the North Sea, who came out of nowhere. This person really made them nervous for a while. It seemed that three or four of them didn't gain any advantage from him.
However, this was only because the heir cultivators of each sect valued their identity. Once they were forced to join forces and attack, three Lu Tianping could only flee.
Fortunately, this person seemed to have a keen sense of smell. He quickly realized that something was wrong and hid himself first. Everyone said that this person was tactful, but in their hearts, they regretted that they couldn't compete with this person. It was really boring.
However, it was that sword again that made all their efforts in vain. The treasure ship could no longer be escorted to Wuxing School. They could only retreat and escort Hanye Laozu back to Wuxing School. At least, they would have the opportunity to study Jiao Daoren's handwriting.
These people couldn't help but be angry. Even if it was Pure Yang Laozu, there was still such a big gap between them and him. Even if two pure Yang cultivators, who were obviously here to help Xiao Baiyu, joined the battle, Xiao Baiyu was at least fighting one against three at this time. How could he be defeated by Xiao Baiyu's sword?
If those people above them were not Laozu's pure Yang cultivators of each sect, perhaps these proud and arrogant heir cultivators who dared to despise everything would have cursed them with words like "trash", "idiot", and "idiot".
A treasured ship had been destroyed just like that. They weren't ordinary cultivators of the Midlands, they were the elites of the Hallowed Grounds of the Midlands, so they naturally knew the value of a treasured ship. A treasured ship was practically the second foundation of every single large sect in the Oceanic Continent, and obtaining a treasured ship was equivalent to obtaining half of the resources of a large sect. Even the Five Great Hallowed Grounds hadn't reached the point of disregarding a treasured ship to the point that it was dispensable.
Although they had failed half of the task, they didn't think the responsibility should fall on them. If so, who would fall on? Pure Yang Laozu? Who would dare to hold them responsible?
The group of 12 people hurried on with their own thoughts, and the atmosphere was very depressing. At this moment, Hanye Laozu suddenly gasped, startling the other 11 people and causing them to glare at him angrily.
But then their hearts sank when they saw Hanye Laozu's surprised and doubtful expression. They all used their divine thoughts and various secret techniques to investigate, but still found nothing.
Everyone was instantly annoyed, but they forgot that the person in front of them was a level higher than them, and he was an old great cultivator who had been in the late Dharma stage for two to three hundred years.
Finally, it was Mu Changsheng from Wuxing School who asked, "Uncle-Master, did you find something wrong?"
This was the first time that Mu Changsheng had addressed Hanye Laozu as "Uncle-Master" in front of the other four holy lands' heirs, finally confirming that Hanye Laozu was from Wuxing School.
Hanye grunted, but his eyes were still looking around, as if he was not in a hurry to answer Mu Changsheng's question.
Just as everyone was getting impatient, Hanye finally said, "Don't you think that the forest under our feet is a little off?"
"What's off?"
The one who spoke was Zhu Jiuluan from Jiuxuan Tower. She was not one of the nine leaders of Jiuxuan Tower, but because of her name, people often thought of her as the ninth leader of Jiuxuan Tower. In fact, the ninth leader of Jiuxuan Tower was called Zhan Jiugong, and Zhu Jiuluan was only the eleventh heir of Jiuxuan Tower. This time, she was sent to participate in this test entirely because of her grandaunt, Zhu Eighth Sister.
It was also because of the affection of Jiuxuan Tower's most temperamental pure Yang, Laozu, that although Zhu Jiuluan was not one of the nine leaders of Jiuxuan Tower, her words were often more forceful than the nine leaders of Jiuxuan Tower.
Hanye Laozu obviously had some understanding of Zhu Jiuluan. Hearing her question, he did not show the slightest dissatisfaction. Instead, he explained, "It's spirituality. This forest seems to be too lush. There seems to be a hidden rhythm in the swaying branches and leaves."
The eleven people looked at each other. They could not understand Hanye Laozu's intuition, which was cultivated outside of Divine Sense. This was an instinctive perception of danger cultivated by a great cultivator who had experienced a thousand years of cultivation and hundreds of years of undercover life. It was far from what these cultivators, who had cultivated for the longest time, could understand.
However, there was no need for them to understand very soon. In the next moment, the forest under their feet suddenly changed.
They really came to life in an instant. The endless trees began to grow wildly, and countless branches and vines wrapped around everyone's bodies. Then, they were all cut off, but they came again and again in an endless stream.
The moment the entire forest came to life, the instinct honed by life and death made Hanye Laozu jump out of the encirclement of the forest. At the same time, he shouted wildly, "Run, run up!"
However, in the end, he was the only one who escaped. The sixteen towering trees that suddenly grew wildly in the surroundings intertwined with each other in the air, forming a huge cage under Hanye Laozu's feet, trapping the eleven direct disciples of the five Holy Lands within.
Hanye Laozu was shocked, but he did not panic. He hugged the air with both hands, and a white light suddenly condensed in them. Hanye Laozu pressed the light ball down. Layers of frost immediately moistened the branches and vines, invading the huge tree cage. The infected leaves and vines would shatter into countless ice shards with just a light knock.
However, a green light full of vitality suddenly rose from the bottom of the giant tree cage. The originally frozen branches and leaves suddenly revived, glowing with vitality. Under the breeze, they rustled, as if laughing at Hanye Laozu.
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