Two treasure maps

Chapter 134 Image Stone

The array in Le Xiaoyao's hand, with the blessing of the Fire-Breaking Cloud Crown, glowed brightly, and energy surged out like a flood. This powerful force directly cracked Leng Xing's sword, almost breaking it apart.

The sudden change made Leng Xing stunned for a moment. He widened his eyes and looked at the changes in the sword in his hand in disbelief.

Seeing this, Le Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He abandoned the array plate that had already exhausted its energy, quickly took off the Fire-Repelling Cloud Crown on his head, clenched his hands, and rushed towards Leng Xing.

His goal was clear: to burn Leng Xing to ashes in order to eliminate any hidden dangers that might expose his secrets.

At this critical moment, a dazzling light fell from the sky, like a meteor streaking across the night sky. Then, a huge figure came over, covering the sky and the moon, flapping its six huge wings and whistling with a strong wind.

The six-winged condor has a majestic figure, its feathers gleaming with golden light, and each feather seems to contain endless power. Its eyes sparkle with wisdom, as if it can see through all the falsehoods and disguises in the world.

The appearance of the six-winged divine eagle caught Le Xiaoyao off guard. It flapped its wings directly, and a powerful force fanned a large pit on the ground. Le Xiaoyao screamed, spitting blood, and was seriously injured. He fainted in the pit and lost consciousness.

Yin Jing and Guo Lingli came out from their hiding place. They were relieved to see that Leng Xing was safe and sound.

Yin Jing looked at Leng Xing, a trace of reproach and anxiety flashed in his eyes: "Are you crazy? How can you be distracted in a battle? Do you want to live?" Although his voice was stern, his tone revealed his concern for Leng Xing.

Guo Lingli walked to where the light landed, picked up the stone that was flickering with a faint light, and asked curiously: "Is this the Shadow Stone? What is it used for?"

Leng Xing was still immersed in the astonishment of the appearance of the six-winged divine eagle. He looked up at the huge divine eagle, his eyes full of awe and gratitude.

The six-winged condor was in high spirits. It flapped its wings and made a low and majestic cry, as if announcing its arrival.

Yin Jing patted Leng Xing's shoulder and brought him back to reality from his astonishment: "Come back to your senses, it's a good thing that Xiao Haozi's summoning did not fail this time. If it had failed, you would have become a pile of charcoal. This fire crown of his is no joke." There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Leng Xing turned his gaze to Cheng Haoer, only to see him fiddling with the dimmed photo stone, looking at it over and over again.

Suddenly, Leng Xing said to Cheng Haoer with a deep gaze: "Xiao Haozi, you should know this Fire Crown, right?"

Cheng Haoer nodded and said thoughtfully: "It seems to be Chang Xiaoyao from Huoyan Mountain. Has he also come to the second heaven? Or maybe he was robbed."

"Xiao Haozi!" Yin Jing was shocked and shouted loudly, trying to stop Cheng Haoer from speaking without restraint. But Cheng Haoer was completely unaware and looked at Yin Jing in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yin Jing sighed helplessly. He stood in front of Cheng Haoer and looked at Leng Xing with a stern expression.

"What do you want to do?" His voice was low and powerful, full of warning and vigilance.

Leng Xing glanced at Cheng Haoer and said calmly: "You can't hide it from me. Don't forget that I made the identity token for him. I just want to know if she has been to the Wild Wolf Valley in the lower world?"

Cheng Haoer's voice was filled with disbelief and surprise, and he asked, "Were you there too?"

Leng Xing nodded and did not deny: "Silver Mask Leader." His words were concise and clear, without too much explanation or concealment.

Yin Jing sighed deeply and shook his head helplessly: "Xiao Haozi, aren't you afraid that he is trying to trick you? Why did you reveal everything?"

Cheng Haoer blinked his big eyes and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I didn't think so much."

"Since this place has been exposed, we can't stay here for long." Leng Xing said, "The important thing is to leave immediately. I will explain anything to you later."

Silver Mirror nodded in agreement.

He asked Cheng Haoer to leave the image stone, and then he and Leng Xing took Cheng Haoer to fly on the sword, leaving this open space in the Grand Canyon full of danger and unknowns, with the six-winged divine eagle following closely behind.

Sure enough, not long after they left, with the blowing of a breeze, a group of immortals came flying in from the sky. Their figures streaked across the sky like meteors, and finally landed on the land that had just experienced a fierce battle.

The leader was a Buddhist monk named Fengtian Hufa, who was dressed in a golden cassock, had a kind face, and his eyes revealed deep wisdom. Behind him followed four hall masters, each with their own team, each with a unique temperament and different appearance.

Ling Mo, the leader of the Demon Cultivation Hall, who was originally a black eagle, led a team of demon cultivators. He transformed into a human, tall and muscular, with a black robe fluttering in the wind, and a bit of unruly and arrogant on his face. He held a huge mace in his hand, as if it could shake the world.

Chi Hao, the head of the Confucian Cultivation Hall, led the Confucian cultivation team. He himself was dressed in a green shirt, holding a feather fan, and was graceful, revealing a bit of wisdom in his elegance.

The head of the female cultivator hall, Yin Yue'er, led the female cultivator team. She was dressed in a white dress as white as snow, with a delicate face, like a fairy descending to the earth. She gently stroked a jade pendant in her hand, her eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

The last one was the Taoist Hall Master Mei Ri, who led a Taoist team. He was wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown. He had an indifferent expression, as if he had nothing to do with the world.

Dharma Protector Fengtian was originally walking in front of the team at a leisurely pace, but when he saw Le Xiaoyao lying in a big pit on the ground, he flashed and came to his side like lightning.

He first collected all the treasures around Le Xiaoyao, including the glittering Fire-Repelling Cloud Crown, the exquisite formation plate, and the faintly glowing photo stone on the ground.

When the others also landed one after another, Ling Mo, the head of the Demon Cultivation Hall, was the first to recognize the symbol of the Dharma sect on Le Xiaoyao. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Fengtian Protector, this person seems to be a follower of the Dharma sect. Judging from his clothes, I am afraid he belongs to the lineage of the Southern Boy. How should we deal with him?"

Chi Hao, the head of the Confucian Cultivation Hall, gently waved his feather fan and said with a smile: "We don't have many followers right now, so why not accept him into our sect to enhance our prestige."

Dharma Protector Fengtian nodded slightly, expressing his agreement: "Amitabha, since everyone thinks that this person can be included, we might as well wait for him to wake up and ask his wishes."

The head of the Women's Cultivation Hall, the white-clothed woman Yin Yue'er, came forward and observed Le Xiaoyao carefully. She frowned slightly and said, "Fengtian Protector, I think this man has a good background. It is better to tie him up to prevent him from escaping after waking up."

Mei Ri, the head of the Dao Xiu Hall, walked around a deep pit on the ground and couldn't help wondering, "How was this pit formed? Why is he lying in the pit? Is there a monster here?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Mo, the head of the Demon Cultivation Hall, sneered: "What kind of demon beast would be so merciful as to not eat such a delicious food?"

Chi Hao, the head of the Confucian Cultivation Hall, directly moved the man out of the pit, examined him carefully, and said in a deep voice: "This man has a scar on his head. I'm afraid he has a connection with Buddha."

Upon hearing this, Yin Yue'er, the head of the women's hall, bent down and carefully searched Le Xiaoyao's head. Sure enough, she found a scar from a religious ceremony in his thick hair.

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Fengtian Protector, I wonder which person in your Buddhism has only one scar on his head?"

Feng Tian Hu Fa explained: "In Buddhism, one scar on one's head represents a pure heart. If he only has one scar on his head, then he is a disciple who has just entered Buddhism."

Mei Ri, the head of the Taoist Cultivation Hall, was puzzled and said, "But judging from his condition, he looks more like one of our Taoist Cultivators."

The Confucian Master Chi Hao asked curiously, "What kind of Taoist would have a scar on his head?"

Mei Ri, the head of the Taoist Cultivation Hall, pondered for a while and said slowly: "It is normal for people who enter Buddhism and then turn to Taoism to have a scar on their heads."

Hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought, but at this moment Le Xiaoyao was still lying there quietly, as if all the disputes had nothing to do with him.