Chapter 275 The Gourd King
After not seeing him for a long time, Li Wusheng's temper became gentler and he seemed to be very comfortable.
Lin Bai looked at Mo Yingcheng and couldn't help but remember that he had warned him not to indulge in women!
After saying a few polite words, Li Wusheng came forward and led the three of them to the foot of Jiuding Mountain.
The nine stone pillars were submerged into the endless river. I don’t know how deep it is, and I don’t know how many years it has been washed away.
After going down the river, I saw even more wonders of nature. The nine pillars are so deep under the river that you can't even see the bottom at a glance.
After walking down more than three hundred feet along the middle pillar, we finally reached the bottom of the river.
There are few aquatic animals here, and there are also very few aquatic plants. Instead, there are many pebbles in the river bottom, emitting a faint light.
"This is the Wuxiang Stone, a specialty of Jiuzhe Mountain. Rumor has it that the Taoist Master Wuxiang's treasure was broken into pieces and left here." Li Wusheng did not forget to introduce it to everyone, "It's just that the Wuxiang Stone has no use at all. Even fluorite is not enough.”
After hearing this, Lin Bai couldn't help but think of stone tables, stone benches, and even his own stone plate.
He waved to receive two phaseless stones, weighed them and found that they were indeed ordinary stones, and put them into the gourd.
Li Wusheng didn't say anything. He walked half a circle around the middle stone pillar and saw a gap.
The four people filed in. There was a downward passage inside, and then they went downwards. Soon they saw a protective formation, blocking off the river.
There is a cave here, a vast grotto of about a hundred feet. There is a stone door in the middle, which is closed tightly.
The grotto was extremely quiet, with more than a dozen monks sitting here and there, all of whom were in the Golden Core realm.
"Junior Sister Li, you are giving Master more face!" Young Jindan stepped forward with an unhappy tone, not even looking at Lin Bai and the others.
Li Wusheng bowed in a more reserved manner, lowering his head and not daring to explain more.
When the people here saw this, no one spoke. Only a few people opened their eyes and looked here.
However, another handsome male cultivator stepped forward, bowed his hand to Mo Yingcheng, and saluted Mu Zhen, saying, "Junior sister, we meet again."
Mu Zhen nodded but didn't say much.
"Descendant of Du Jueming, Du Changying." Mu Zhen said to Lin Bai.
Lin Bai immediately understood that when the wood demon visited Daoyin Sect, he said that he was drinking with Yuanying named Du in Jiuzhe Mountain, and it was Du Jueming.
When Du Changying saw Mu Zhen's indifference, she was a little unhappy, but she didn't get angry and instead smiled and talked to Lin Bai.
The two exchanged names and chatted for a while, then Du Changying left.
Li Wusheng was trained by the male cultivator for a while, and finally got free. Lin Bai and the others went to a corner of the cave to wait quietly.
"Alas." Li Wusheng sighed, looked at Mo Yingcheng, and then his eyes softened.
Lin Bai and Mu Zhen looked at each other, knowing that it was the two of them communicating.
"Let me tell you about this trial."
Before setting off, Li Wusheng finally remembered what he needed to do.
Lin Bai and Mu Zhen both had expressionless faces, feeling deeply that this woman was unreliable and only had the bed in their minds.
Mo Yingcheng was accustomed to doing things, and he knew it was inappropriate, but he couldn't explain it. "Junior Sister Li has been inquiring about information recently." He reluctantly said something for Li Wusheng.
"Take care of the flower garden, right?" Lin Bai sent a message.
"Prying around on the bed?" Mu Zhen said.
After all, Mo Yingcheng was a good person, so he only smiled slightly and stopped blushing.
"In this trial, there are eleven members of our Jiuding Sect, as well as various affiliated families, as well as favors like yours, making a total of twenty-three people. The two golden elixirs in the later stage are all members of our Jiuding Sect, and the other seven are members of the Jiuding Sect. In the middle stage of Dan, the rest are in the early stage.”
Li Wusheng finally looked like he was doing something at this moment.
Before coming here, Lin Bai heard Mo Yingcheng say that this secret trial realm is to sharpen the Taoist mind, and the most suitable one is naturally the early stage of the Golden Elixir, which means a good beginning and a good end.
It is naturally possible to advance to the middle and late stages, but the effectiveness is somewhat inferior.
Of course, once the secret realm is opened in a hundred years, for the talented Jindan monks, they may have already passed the early stage.
"It is said to be a trial secret realm, but it is actually a small world. However, the people who are undergoing the trial should be divided into nine places, and they will be distributed according to the number of people, but it is not certain."
Li Wusheng pointed to the top, indicating the nine pillars, "There are twenty-three of us in total, at least one person in each place, and at most a dozen people."
She became more serious and said very seriously: "It's just that the small world is ever-changing. The seniors who entered in the past encountered different things and things in each batch, and each had their own changes. Some of them had strange treasures and spiritual objects, and some of them had nothing at all. . Some places are dead places, so be careful. ”
After talking for a long time, I finally concluded: "There may be countless variables. If the three of you meet together, we should watch and help each other."
"What about you?" Lin Bai asked.
"Hehe." Li Wusheng put his hands on his hips very confidently, "I am familiar with most of the people in this trial."
Together you and everyone can help each other! Lin Bai remembered that this girl had been taught to be silent just now, and couldn't help but glance at Sister Zhen, who also had a smile on her face.
The four of them sat quietly without saying much, and people came one after another from outside.
The young Jin Dan who had just taught Li Wusheng received them one by one. Everyone who came was polite to him, even respected and feared him.
According to what Li Wusheng said, the man's name was Ying Wangtian, and he was the second disciple of the Lord of Jiuzhe Mountain. He was in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and he was a man of astonishing talent and beauty.
One day, Ying Wangtian gently rang the bell in his hand, and the sweet voice echoed throughout the cave, and everyone opened their eyes to look.
"Everyone has arrived, it's an auspicious time." Ying Wangtian said with a smile.
He walked slowly to the stone door, then turned around, glanced at everyone with his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "Although this is a place of trial, it is also a dangerous place. If you enter it, you will be responsible for your life or death!"
After the words fell, everyone saluted together to show their knowledge.
Ying Wangtian looked at everyone for a while, then took out a cyan token with his backhand.
As soon as the token came out, the water in the cave rose, and everyone seemed to be trapped in a big river, being swept away by the rushing momentum.
Ying Wangtian gently pushed the token out and landed on the stone gate.
There was a slight tremor here, as if the earth was shaking.
Soon, the stone door slowly opened, emitting a dazzling light.
The light seems to be endless and has a slight coercion. Although it does not hurt anyone, it has the effect of suppressing spiritual consciousness and is difficult to look directly at. Even the Golden Pill monks are not immune.
For a moment, everyone closed their eyes.
Lin Bai couldn't help but think of the Wuzi Secret Realm again. That was how the door to Wuxiang's old residence was opened, and Lu Qingyin used it to kill everyone.
Soon, the white light dissipated and weakened.
Everyone came back to their senses, only to find that Ying Wangtian was no longer there.
"What a dog! Let him fight for the lead again!" Seeing that Ying Wangtian was not around, someone actually dared to speak out the fragrance.
No one bothered to find out who had spoken. A group of monks came forward one after another, either in groups of two or three, or alone.
"How is it?" Lin Bai knew that Sister Zhen was very capable, had a lot to hide, and was knowledgeable, so he sent a message to ask.
"Similar to the gate of Wuxiang's old residence you mentioned, this place may also be related to Wuxiang Taoist Master." Mu Zhen replied.
Lin Bai closed his eyes and saw that there was no good or bad news, so he took Mu Zhen's hand, nodded to Li Mo, and stepped through the door.
Seeing that everyone had left and only Li Wusheng and Mo Yingcheng were left, they became bolder and walked forward hand in hand.
Li Wusheng held Mo Yingcheng's hand and felt relieved.
Stepping into the stone door, Li Wusheng closed his eyes tightly and held Mo Yingcheng's hand tighter, his body emitting spiritual consciousness as a precaution.
Soon, Li Wusheng felt comfortable all over, as if he had stepped into a warm and peaceful place, and all his tension and fatigue were gone.
There is a slight feeling of confusion in my heart, and I feel that the sky and the earth are hanging upside down, as if sinking into the bottomless endless river, or falling towards the boundless river of stars in the sky.
In a daze, I heard the mighty sound of the river, distant and clear.
The rushing river is like a beautiful and magnificent sound, and there seems to be another tune matching it, but it is difficult to distinguish what instrument it is.
"The loud sound is a sign of my fate?"
Li Wusheng didn't think about it carefully. He just counted the breaths and then it fell on the ground. He immediately took out a bronze magic weapon with his backhand, and a green light instantly protected him. Then Li Wusheng looked around.
This place is like an ordinary countryside, except that the fields are deserted and as cracked as tortoise shells. It was already autumn, and when it was time to harvest, there was not even a single grain in sight.
"Where's Brother Cheng?" Seeing that there was no danger, Li Wusheng realized that Mo Yingcheng was missing.
She looked at her hand, but her husband was gone. She shook her head slightly and stopped looking at it in detail.
Anyway, when you enter a place of trial, you cannot seek perfection in everything.
Li Wusheng sighed and felt energetic again.
She was a member of a high-ranking family after all. She quickly calmed down and thought about this place of trial.
Although Li Wusheng has never been here, he is familiar with the trial reflections of his predecessors, so he can be said to have rich experience.
First he took out a jade talisman and saw no response, so he knew that there was no one from the same sect within a hundred miles.
He took out another mandarin duck jade pendant, but there was still no movement, which showed that his lover was not around either.
Li Wusheng was not discouraged. Instead, he was full of confidence. He took out a sword and held it in his hand, intending to see if there were any strangers or monsters to find out the situation.
As soon as I thought about it, I rose into the sky and saw a village in the distance with smoke from cooking.
When we arrived at the village, we saw that the small village was quite dilapidated and full of lifelessness.
As soon as his consciousness swept away, there were only six or seven people living in the hundreds of thatched houses in the village, all of whom were sick and dying.
The ordinary villagers did not notice the immortal master coming from the sky, and most of them huddled in their houses, too hungry to move.
"Common people are ignorant and short-sighted because of their short life span. They either work at sunrise and stop at sunset; or they are intrigues and lust for power."
Li Wusheng looked for a yard and saw an old man cooking food on a wood stove. The broken pot was turbid and there were a few bark leaves rolling around.
The old man was covered in rags and his white hair was messy. With trembling hands, he fished out a piece of bark and ate it.
Li Wusheng wanted to ask about the customs and geography of this place, but after the man gnawed two mouthfuls of tree bark with empty eyes, he fell down beside the stove fire.
"Alas." Li Wusheng shook his head slightly. She had already seen that this man had run out of oil and died of illness due to hunger and cold.
"Ordinary farmers without the help of monks can only live by looking at the sky."
Li Wushen flicked his fingers, and a trace of flame fell on the man, burning him up in the blink of an eye.
Waving his sleeves to sweep away the dust, Li Wusheng did not stop here and rose into the sky. Not long after, he saw a city.
The city is vast, and people in the city come and go in an orderly manner, but outside the city are crowded with refugees and disaster victims.
The city was full of soldiers, and outside the city there was a lot of death and resentment.
Li Wusheng didn't want to be seen as a saint in front of others, so he made a secret gesture to hide his figure and landed in the largest mansion in the city.
There are rockeries and flowing water here. There are flowers and trees three steps away, and a pavilion five steps away. It is obviously autumn, but the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
Although the ordinary place has no aura, it is indeed full of flowers.
"Why is the filth so strong?"
Li Wusheng frowned, raised his sword and stepped forward, and saw a gorgeous loft on a small island in the lake.
There were three people feasting on their own, but there were more than a dozen women accompanying them. Some were serving dishes, some were pouring wine, some were playing the harp, some were singing, and some were dancing.
Li Wusheng's brows furrowed even more as he heard the sounds of obscenity: here, there was a wine pool and a forest of meat, but outside the city separated by a wall, there were people dying of hunger all over the place.
Yukong climbed up to the attic, and everyone knelt down in panic. Only one person was so drunk that he didn't notice anything unusual and said happily: "This little lady is so beautiful..."
Before he finished speaking, the fat intestines in his head were cut off by flying swords.
There is no need to coerce anymore, the rest will answer all questions.
It turns out that there was a secular kingdom here, named Shangyuan Kingdom, which lasted for 212 years and nineteen generations.
Nowadays, there have been severe droughts and plagues in the north for many years. All the people are refugees, and there are more than a dozen rebels.
"There are foreign races outside, and they are watching us. Even though we are parents of the same place, the beasts in the court have to eat and earn money. Even if there is no harvest in the fields, we cannot lose the food tax. Although we have the heart to pray for the people, we can't. I can only do nothing but make the people suffer again!" An old man with a fat head and big ears said in a trembling voice.
"You said that in the imperial court, animals eat their salary. Are they real animals or fake animals?" Li Wusheng asked curiously.
The old man was stunned for a moment and said: "Reporting to the Immortal Master, it's... it's a metaphor." After speaking, he kowtowed to the ground again, "Please ask the Immortal Master to use your magical power to save the people everywhere!"
"You have no shortage of food and wine, but there are people dying of hunger outside the city. If I want to save Wanfang, I need to kill you first, you who are greedy for people's fat and oil!" Li Wusheng said in a bad tone, and asked if there were any legends about immortals, or monsters and ghosts.
The old man talked a lot about ghosts and ghosts, and Li Wusheng listened attentively.
After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and chopped off the old man's head, and Li Wusheng flew away in the air.
The golden elixir escaped so fast. While investigating the affairs of ghosts and gods, Li Wusheng traveled around the land of Shangyuan Kingdom, not forgetting to visit the foreign barbarian country.
After traveling for more than a month, I saw chaos among the people and wars. Although there were many obscene priests, there were no monster monks.
"Could it be that I am the only one in this place of trial?"
Li Wusheng had a headache, pinched his eyebrows, and said to himself: "What is the trial here? What should I do? How should I leave?"
After thinking for a while, but with no clue, Li Wusheng simply used his magic power to ask for rain to relieve the drought.
However, after working hard for a long time, no matter whether it was the Rain Master Talisman or the Water Gathering Formation, I couldn't get any rain.
"Maybe it's the rules..." Losing his temper, Li Wusheng took out a jade ring and put it on his hand. This thing has the ability to transform, and ordinary mortals will only regard her as an old woman in rough clothes.
"Since I don't have any companions, I can't practice, let alone make clouds and rain, so I might as well not mess with the Dharma with the Tao, practice in isolation, and walk around this world again."
Li Wusheng made up his mind and pretended to be a female doctor under the name "Wu Sheng".
The vulgar and ugly old woman infiltrated into the ranks of the refugees and practiced medicine. In just half a month, she gained a reputation and was known as the "Old Mother without a Child."
This morning, Li Wusheng was delivering a woman's baby in a temporary dilapidated thatched hut.
"Old mother Wusheng, shouldn't I have given birth? In this world, giving birth is also death..." The woman's face was heavy with death, without even a trace of blood, her lips were chapped, and she had to work hard to speak, so how could she be able to give birth? child.
"Yes." Li Wusheng took out the water bag and filled the woman with some water.
Not long after, the woman gave birth to a baby girl. Li Wusheng took out the meat pie and handed it to the woman without saying much.
After walking around the world for a long time, Li Wusheng found that the people here seemed to be real people, with emotions, anger, sorrow, and flesh and blood. They did not seem to be illusions or some kind of illusion.
After delivering the woman's baby, Li Wusheng was thinking about how to feed more babies when he saw all the refugees around him heading east.
"Are the officers and soldiers coming to chase?" Li Wusheng grabbed a middle-aged refugee.
"The officers and soldiers have been beaten away! King Gourd is here!" The refugee's haggard face was full of excitement.
The Gourd King is a refugee leader who has emerged recently. He is said to be very capable. He started with a dozen refugees and now has tens of thousands of people and has conquered several cities.
He also said that King Gourd specializes in fighting corrupt officials and distributes all the proceeds to his followers.
"Go and greet King Gourd!" The refugee broke away from Li Wusheng and staggered forward.
"This person can grow from small to big in just two months and gather such great fame. It can be seen that there are dragons and phoenixes in the ordinary world."
Li Wusheng sighed in his heart and followed a group of refugees, intending to see what the "Gourd King" was.
After walking for two miles, I came to a city wall that had been breached. Many refugees were receiving rice porridge, and they lined up in a long line, in good order.
The more places he traveled, the more refugees he saw. Li Wusheng knew that this was not an easy matter, and King Gourd must have some tricks up his sleeve.
Looking at the sticky rice porridge in the bowls of the refugees, it can be seen that King Gourd, unlike those disaster relief officials, is really putting out food.
There is a high platform next to the place where the porridge is placed. Many refugees are holding bowls of porridge, sipping and listening to the people on the high platform talking.
Li Wusheng frowned and looked, and saw a young man standing on the high platform. He was wearing coarse linen clothes and had a black and white gourd tied around his waist. He was pointing to the sky with his left arm, and he was talking passionately.
"Zhuan... Junior Brother Zhuanlun?" Li Wusheng held his forehead.
(End of chapter)