Possession 6-10 (Rape and abuse adult novel)

Part One: Qingyang Feathered Master 6. Tai Chi Formation For a moment, Zuo Xiaoqiong and I were unable to move. Although I felt that the layout of this place was like Tai Chi, and the location of the pavilion was even more strange, I still couldn't help but ask, "Could the food be poisonous?"

Zuo Xiaoqiong panted and said, "No!... My chopsticks can test all kinds of poisons in the world... I... I feel weak all over, as if my energy is being sucked away. It doesn't look like... it doesn't look like the symptoms of poisoning."

My heart sank. It seemed that I had fallen into that evil Tai Chi formation. If we are poisoned, with our physical fitness gained from years of practice, we may be able to slowly force out the poison and save our lives. In this situation, I have no idea what to do and I really don't know what to do.

I tried to gather my Qi, but it was completely out of control. The Qi in my body was like a stream, gathering at the soles of my feet involuntarily and then flowing out of my body bit by bit. Looking around, I saw that the water surface was as smooth as a mirror, the moonlight was silent, and everything was quiet. I couldn't see anything unusual, but the weeds growing by the pavilion, which were fresh and upright just now and full of vitality, soon became like frost, with their leaves wilting, curling and drooping. There seemed to be a suction force between heaven and earth, sucking away all the spiritual energy in the pavilion.

If this continues, in less than half an hour, Zuo Xiaoqiong and I will have exhausted our blood and energy, and only skin and bones will be left!

Did I die inexplicably like this? Not to mention seeking revenge on the Quanzhen Sect, even meeting my master's wife and senior sister is impossible. Alas, senior sister and sister-in-law! Where are you now? ! For a moment, despair tugged at my heart like a cat's paw.

I heard Zuo Xiaoqiong snort, and it was obvious that she was also struggling. The feeling of having the internal energy being drained away bit by bit is indeed uncomfortable. It makes people feel painful and desperate, but helpless. Zuo Xiaoqiong's face was pale and her spirit was listless, completely unlike the lively and willful look she had just now.

I suddenly felt extremely pity and sympathy for her, and wanted to get closer to her, touch her, and give her some comfort. He couldn't move at all. He took a breath and asked with difficulty, "Zuo Xiaoqiong, how long have you lived here? Have you ever been to the pavilion?"

Zuo Xiaoqiong looked confused and said, "Yes! He was fine on weekdays, but I don't know why he is like this today."

Yes, at the beginning we both stayed in the pavilion for a long time and didn’t notice anything unusual. It was only when I was about to perform the land flying technique that everything in the pavilion suddenly became strange!

I couldn't help but look up and stare blankly at the moon in the sky, trying hard to think. I seemed to catch something in the haze, but it was like a cloud of smoke, unable to solidify into a solid block. As soon as my thoughts were touched, they dispersed and became vague again, like the memory of something long forgotten.

Suddenly, an idea dawned on me: when the moon came out just now, its reflection in the water moved exactly to the point where the yin is within the yang of the Tai Chi diagram, thus forming a complete Tai Chi formation! Once the formation is formed, the power begins to take effect!

The owner of this garden arranged the pavilion and curved railings in the water into a Tai Chi shape. Normally, there is nothing unusual going on, but when the moon and the sun are in corresponding positions, the whole formation comes alive. Perhaps if the moon's position shifts, or the layout of the formation is changed, the suction will be removed?

A glimmer of hope rose in my mind, and I asked Zuo Xiaoqiong, "You practice swordsmanship, are you proficient in Tai Chi?" My master once said that many swordsmen are proficient in Tai Chi Bagua, and when they perform sword techniques, the position of their feet often coincides with the principles of Tai Chi Bagua.

Zuo Xiaoqiong said, "We practice flying swordsmanship, which has nothing to do with the Tai Chi sword practiced by the Taoist Zhenwu."

I sighed. We in the Shenlong Sect are proficient in the Five Elements, but we don't know much about Tai Chi. Even if there is a way to rescue us, we are unable to move. What can we do?

The moon hung high in the sky, like a jade plate, growing brighter and brighter, emitting a pale and eerie light, shining mercilessly on the earth. In the pavilion, Zuo Xiaoqiong and I were like offerings in the pavilion, allowing the mysterious power between heaven and earth to absorb and drink the insignificant spiritual energy in our bodies. Time passed bit by bit, and death was getting closer and closer to us... Suddenly, we heard a "click" sound, and it seemed that someone's footsteps on tiles came from the east. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the eastern bank of the water was empty, with nothing but weeds and rocks. But then Zuo Xiaoqiong let out an "eh" and two figures floated in from the high wall on the south side.

Zuo Xiaoqiong and I shouted at the same time. But the two men turned a deaf ear and went straight to the house in the garden. Zuo Xiaoqiong and I shouted until our throats were hoarse, but they didn't respond at all. Could it be that they are both deaf?

But I heard a young man say, "Uncle Lu, is this where Wang Ji lived back then?" The voice was very clear, as if it was right next to my ear. I was startled and looked around. There was no one else in the pavilion except Zuo Xiaoqiong.

Then another gloomy and old voice said, "That's right! Wang Ji practiced Taoism at home for decades. Suddenly one day he ran away from home. It is rumored that he has achieved enlightenment and has no worries anymore." The tone sounded like a question and answer between the two people who had just entered the garden. However, the two of them were far away from the pavilion, and the sound of their voices was inconsistent with their location.

The young man laughed and said, "Although Wang Ji has attained the Great Dao, his nephew Wang Luo is a bastard who dared to collude with the Demon Sect. Now his whole family has been implicated by him and thrown into jail. Uncle Lu, since Wang Ji has attained the Dao, can't he even protect his own family? What's the point of being a god or a great Daoist?"

The old man sneered, "Wang Luo is a playboy, colluding with the Demon Cult? Humph, I'm afraid it's not his turn yet."

The young man asked curiously, "Then why...?"

The old man interrupted coldly: "No need to ask more questions!"

As the two people's voices continued to be heard, I suddenly realized: it turned out that at this moment, with the pavilion as the center of the garden, everything around it was being sucked in like a vortex. Although the two people were far away and the suction force was small, the sound was invisible and intangible, but it was sucked into the pavilion. The voices of Zuo Xiaoqiong and I were retained in the pavilion by the suction force and could not be heard out.

After a while, the young man said, "…If we can find the Taoist scriptures left by Wang Ji here and present them to Master Song Defang of Xuandu Temple, it will be a great achievement. When Master Lu takes charge of the Taoist temple, please help me."

The old man's gloomy voice finally couldn't hide a hint of pride: "Haha, of course. Brother Yu, you were a businessman before you entered Taoism, right? Then the finances of the temple will be in your hands."

The young man said happily, "Thank you, uncle!"

The old man said, "Don't thank me yet. It's hard to say whether we can find the scriptures. However, if you are willing to obey my orders, I will take care of you in the future. Tell me, why didn't you go to Xiaohan Mountain with Senior Brother Yunzhen to search for the "Yuanqi Sutra" this time? Why did you stay with me?"

I was shocked. These two people were actually the Quanzhen Taoist demons who were in cahoots with Yun Zhenzi! I now paid more attention to what they said.

The young Taoist priest seemed a little embarrassed, and said hesitantly, "Well, this - I dare not hide it from my uncle. I am a latecomer and my martial arts skills are very low. Therefore - in addition, I usually pay attention to observe that you are steady and wise in doing things. There is little that you can't accomplish. Following my uncle, I will definitely get some credit."

The old Taoist laughed, "Now in Quanzhen Sect, besides the headmaster Li Zhenren, the most powerful and prestigious person is none other than Senior Brother Song Defang of Xuandu Temple. Senior Brother Song followed the will of Master Qiu and got the full support of the headmaster to collect Taoist books from all over the world and collect the Xuandu Daozang. Now, just presenting a volume of scriptures, his contribution is greater than others. Therefore, there are many people in Quanzhen searching for scriptures. The Yuanqi Sutra is the secret teaching of the Southern Sect Haiqiong Zhenren, which is world-famous. How can it be easy to get? But Wang Ji left home and was not attached to things. It is very likely that he left some scriptures. Hehe, Senior Brother Yunzhen gave up the easy and pursued the difficult. It is really unwise!"

The young Taoist said, "Master, your advice is indeed great! This evening, Master's hawk flew back, but did not bring any news. I think it must have been a failure. I just don't know why our sect attaches so much importance to collecting these scriptures. Are these scriptures so important?"

I thought to myself, so there really is a lair of the Quanzhen Sect here. I rode the phoenix-tailed eagle here. As soon as Yun Zhenzi arrives, he will definitely know that I have arrived in Lin'an City. You have to be extremely careful next time.

While listening to the old Taoist priest, he said, "You don't know this. After our master Qiu traveled west to meet Genghis Khan of Mongolia, our power increased greatly. We have thousands of Taoist temples and tens of millions of followers. Not to mention that all the Taoist sects in the world are far behind us, even the thousand-year-old Buddhism cannot compare to us. It's just that Buddhism has a long history and its classics are as vast as the sea, which our sect cannot match. If we can take this opportunity to gather the Taoist scriptures from all over the world, we can compete with Buddhism for a day. At that time, our sect will unify Buddhism and Taoism in the world, and it will be just around the corner!"

The young Taoist priest said happily, "So that's how it is. I really did not choose the wrong sect back then!"

It seemed that what he said was too materialistic, and the old Taoist priest snorted in displeasure. The young Taoist priest hurriedly said, "Uncle Master... is this the place? Let your disciple kick the door open and go in to look for it. You sit down and rest for a while." Then there was the sound of breaking a door, followed by the sound of rummaging through drawers.

I was worried because even though there were people in the garden, they couldn't help us out of our predicament. By the time they had finished finding the scriptures, Zuo Xiaoqiong and I had become a pile of hair, skin and bones.

When the two of them separated, the young Taoist priest said something, but the old man didn't hear it clearly, so he asked, "What did you say?"

The young Taoist priest hurriedly laughed and said, "Uncle Master! This place is really weird. It seems that the wall panels can absorb sound!"

The old Taoist priest paused for a moment and suddenly said, "Oh no! Sound absorption technique! ... Someone is eavesdropping!"