Chapter 231 230. Undercurrent (4.4k)
Dig out the land where wind and moon live forever, and occupy the eternal life of mist.
The clouds are clear, the ponds are green, and the strange mountains are towering.
Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.
The doorman looked up and saw sword rays flying straight into the mountain gate from the outside.
"Uncles are back!" The disciples were excited.
Some people even counted the number of sword lights flying in the sky, "One, two, three, four...fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen! One is a lot! Master uncles, return safely!"
At first, most of the sect members didn't know what the senior masters and uncles in the sect were doing, but these days, news about Shiwandashan spread throughout the south. The invasion of monsters from outside the realm, and even the shadow of the great ocean monster is hidden among them. Powerful creatures from all directions come here, including those who have risen from famous cultivating schools, and some great monsters who live deep in the mountains and rivers.
No matter what thoughts they have about Shiwandashan, what kind of glimpse they have of the opportunity of Shiwandashan. According to the big demon who walked out of one of them, it was his own family after all, and no outsiders had any chance! They were thick-skinned, so a beating was no big deal, not to mention that the Holy King of Shiwanda Mountain was very generous and gave away many good things.
After saying that, the big demon left in a hurry, and other people were not allowed to visit the territory it occupied during this period.
What happened to this big demon is not an exception. It seems that the big monsters who go to Shiwanda Mountain and then come out again behave like this, leaving in a hurry, for fear that they will stay outside for a while. Even the human world has become a lot more peaceful during this period. The big monsters are no longer active and are minding their own business on the mountain.
After all, there are only a few big demons who are willing to deal with humans. Most of the news that humans get comes from those who rise.
Unlike the excitement of the great demons, the risers were silent.
Ask them if it is possible that they were not given those chance treasures by the Holy King? The rising people replied that it was very rich, so rich that they could not believe it. But when it comes to why they are so silent, they continue to be silent, come here for a long time, then sigh and leave, leaving the questioner scratching his head.
Although the disciples of the Longhushan Zhengyi sect are pure practitioners, practitioners are practitioners and at the same time human beings.
They can't help but wonder what is the reason for the silence that has not been talked about by the outside world.
So when he saw his uncles coming back, they naturally stretched their necks, and knowing that their elders were one of them, the disciples picked up their sword skills and walked up to the top of the mountain.
"You?" The disciple who had just put away his flying sword tilted his head.
"Shh!" All the fellow apprentices winked at him.
This is a place where discussions are held all year round, where bamboo forests are planted and a dojo is arranged. He thought his movements were fast enough, but he didn't expect that there were people crowded behind this small bamboo forest.
It is said that nothing is perfect, and this was also true when building this dojo, leaving this shortcoming.
Let these disciples hide here so that they will not be excluded from the dojo. They didn't believe it at first, thinking that the old people of the uncle's generation in the sect were so powerful and had such keen perception, how could they not detect them? But after trying again and again, I found that it was actually the case. As long as they step into the shortcomings of this dojo, the masters and uncles will not know their existence at all.
As a result, everyone became bolder.
No, as soon as he arrived, he was dragged in by his brothers. The disciple who covered his mouth heard the conversation coming from the dojo.
"Junior brother, how do you feel about going here?"
All the disciples were horrified. In the past, they were all the masters in the sect, but today they were actually the Heavenly Master and their young master!
The two people were sitting in the center of the dojo playing chess.
"Did you already know that the one from Taihang Mountain would come?"
"Hey, that's wrong. I'm not a god. How can I predict what will happen in the future? But I can guess a thing or two about how you want to play chess. Horses, carts, and cannons."
"Break the rhinoceros' legs!" This voice sounded somewhat emotional.
Then I heard the young and hearty voice of my master.
"If under certain circumstances, the Crown Prince takes action against humans, what are the chances of humans winning?"
"Didn't you see it when you went to Shiwandashan this time? How many percent do you think? Shooting horses with cannons, eh, are you sure you want to do this? My car is here."
"Can I not want this horse?" The young master seemed a little frustrated.
After a few crisp eating sounds, the young master continued.
"They are too powerful. I witnessed that battle. It is unimaginable that a game of this level can happen in this world. Now that most people have never even seen the Rising Ones, some creatures have begun to touch the scope of the ancestors."
"So you have the answer in your mind, don't you? As for your suggestion, 'If the crowned king takes action against humans, humans have a 10% chance of winning.'"
"I still want to know how you view these things. After all... your views have never seemed to be wrong from beginning to end, including opening the door wide during the initial recovery and recruiting people with integrity. This is initially Many people in the sect are puzzled, because the number of people is not needed to cultivate Taoism. No matter how many people there are, it makes no difference to Taoism." The voice paused.
"But then the ancient land appeared, and countless unknown and mysterious rivers and mountains stood in the world. These places created powerful and terrifying demons one after another. If the number of disciples before the resurrection is still the same, we dragons and tigers will not be able to protect the world. At this critical moment First of all, what you see is far better than ordinary people. I want to know what you think of those crowned creatures.”
"None of their existence is good for this world, but we are human beings and we live in the same era as them. In the long years to come, those powerful figures will always stand in this world. Therefore, they are of great significance to mankind. , what does it mean? ”
"It seems that this trip out of the mountains has had a big impact on you." The old man smiled.
"Junior brother, there are many precious ancient books placed in the mountain gate. I don't know how many you have browsed. If you read them all and keep them in mind, you will find one thing. In those ancient records, no matter which era, human beings have never been Forerunners. But similarly, no matter which era, human beings are a vital part. Today, everyone who practices Taoism should use this as a mirror to judge themselves and understand the principles of the past. There is a place for this body to exert its residual heat.”
"I remember that you studied medicine before entering the mountains? I can put it another way. The existence of the Chengmian King is a self-protection measure for this world. You might as well understand them as the protection system in the adult body to resist the invasion of external viruses. And this human body is the world today. He was originally a giant standing tall, but now he is just a dying man lying in bed."
"Do you think... the protective system will do anything to ordinary cells in the human body? If it becomes diseased, it will be destroyed, that's all."
"Let's go and look elsewhere." The old man said, picked up the rook in his hand and gently placed it next to the black "general", "General."
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Dragons and tigers accompany the colorful clouds, and the mountains and rocks are filled with clouds and mist blown by the wind.
The wind on the high mountains is always fierce, and the Taoist robes are filled with wind. The two figures stand on the top of the mountain, motionless, even breathing lightly, as if they are stones on the mountain.
"I never thought you would say this in the dojo. Those juniors have listened and are not allowed to think wildly." The young master said.
"Isn't it just to let the juniors hear when we first established the dojo to leave this vacancy? They need to grow up. I went here every day and listened to the words of the Celestial Master at that time. You see, you were not happy at the time. As a result, It was me, the Taoist who listened to Qiang Gen every day, who became the Heavenly Master.”
"How much?" the young master asked.
"Still want to know the answer? My temperament has not changed at all for decades. I thought that I would become more agile as I matured and became younger, but in the end I became even more stubborn." Tianshi sighed.
"There is no chance of winning, not at all." The Heavenly Master said.
"It's so cold. These words sound colder than the wind on Longhu Mountain." The young master sighed after getting the answer.
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The changes in Shiwandashan came to an end with the return of the Great Demon and the Rising One.
They each returned to their own cities and mountain gates, and people discovered a wonderful scene.
Not only the demons locked the mountain, but also the rising ones began to retreat.
From the sporadic news that was occasionally conveyed, people learned about the confrontation between the kings deep in the Shiwan Mountain.
The Taihang Mountain God and the Holy King of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. "This battle is so shocking that the gods and ghosts cry! The Taihang Mountain God roared, scaring the intruders from the outside world to death. Then a few fists were thrown down, and the monsters from the outside world were turned into corpses on the spot! Oh, ah, everyone, everyone Everyone thought it was over, but unexpectedly the long-lost Holy King suddenly appeared and started fighting with the Taihang Mountain God!”
"Why are they fighting? I heard that Shiwandashan was attacked at the beginning. Didn't the Taihang Mountain God go to help?"
"That must be because of the world's greatest treasure, 'Chen Xing Mountain'!" A big man stood up and slapped the table, attracting everyone's attention.
"What is Chenxing Mountain?" someone asked.
The big man laughed loudly, "This is because you haven't seen it yet. The reason why the Hundred Thousand Mountains was invaded in the first place was because of the treasure of Chenxing Mountain! The power of this mountain can be described as terrifying. It can drag the stars in the sky." Luo Dadi! What makes the two kings fight must be because of this treasure!"
"You've never heard of it at all?" Others were confused.
The man who was telling the news he knew also looked dissatisfied, and immediately looked at the big man, "Brother, what you said is obviously wrong, right? Everyone in Chen Xingshan has never heard of it. In the past few days, everyone has been worried about the situation in Shiwandashan. They are very concerned, so many big demon city lords rushed over there, but they have heard that this is the uncle of Xiaoyue King Ge Chuan, and what I said is all inside information."
"Does Xiao Yue Wang Ge Chuan know why he is called Xiao Yue Wang? He is born in the 1990s and is less than thirty years old. Your son may be older than Ge Chuan. Do you think he is your uncle?"
The big man sneered, and his body was filled with spiritual energy. Only then did the onlookers suddenly realize that this was actually a riser! The man who subconsciously wanted to scold also stopped talking. The eyes of others were also attracted to it.
There is no need to say which of the two is more convincing, an ordinary person or a riser.
"Brother, tell me, what exactly is Chenxing Mountain?"
"As I said, the most precious treasure, a sacred mountain, was finally acquired by the Taihang Mountain God. The Taihang Mountain God defeated the Holy King and took away the sacred mountain."
"That's weird, isn't it said that the Taihang Mountain God is not greedy for treasures?"
"Who doesn't like to hear words of praise for yourself? Think about it for yourself, do you just leave a treasure in front of you? Only fools do this. The Taihang Mountain God who is now at the top is a fool. How can you not search for treasures when you are so strong in cultivation? Maybe the mediums suitable for you have been snatched away by those so-called kings!”
Others were silent.
"What can we do? They are so strong, ordinary people like us can't fight them."
"Yes!" The big man sighed, "It would be great if one day a leader appeared and killed all those so-called kings who are actually monsters."
Gradually, the night deepens.
The big man's figure disappeared into the night, walked out of the city, and disappeared into the wilderness.
Such news was spread in cities all over the world. There was a treasure in the hands of the Taihang Mountain God, called Chenxing Mountain. The person who got it would not only be protected by the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but could also become an emperor in the extreme palace realm.
"Since he got it by force, which is not the right way, then I can do the same."
Before falling asleep with the stars and moon, many people say similar words in their hearts.
At the same time, late at night, Taihang Mountain.
The messenger talismans passed through the hands of some special people and then continued to be transmitted in all directions.
The Taihang Mountain God is no longer in Taihang Mountain.
Then, they have an opportunity in this ancient sacred mountain.
People believed that the power of King Chengmian came from these ancient mountains, and some of them never gave up searching for the root cause of King Chengmian.
The so-called stealing the medium, killing the demon king and obtaining the demon bones, marrow and demon pills are all cover-ups, covering up the real motives.
Now, under the pitch-black night, with no stars or moon visible, black shadows danced in the mountains and forests, fleeting. The Buddha's Hand located in the center of the island in the middle of the lake opened her eyes for a moment. She looked around in confusion, but found nothing.
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The center of countless people's talk, the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Outside opinions cannot affect this ancient mountain range in the slightest.
It is still quiet and peaceful. Under the dark night, everything rests and the chirping of insects gradually stops.
Libu, the lights bring warmth.
Li Xi'an and Zhu sat next to the cliff where they first met.
The Guanghua Mountain wall that once served as a seat for the turtle now only reached the turtle's waist. The turtle looked around, carving out a taller and bigger mountain in the distance, and then changed places with the cliff.
He leaned in comfortably.
Like a social animal who has finally returned home after working overtime for a long time.
"Feeling dirty has been planned for a long time, right?" Li Xi'an said.
"I know you're busy. Don't we have to wait until you have some free time to come to Shiwanda Mountain as a guest before you can go for a walk in the depths of darkness?" The Holy King, who was sitting cross-legged at the foot of the mountain wall, waved his hand.
"Have you ever been in contact with it?" said Zhu.
Li Xi'an nodded.
"A not-so-good experience, but it helped me step into the realm of the Imperial Way."
"This was not a good experience for me, but it helped me integrate the three bodies and achieve the ultimate state of the imperial realm." Zhu also nodded in agreement.
"I walked toward the deep darkness and saw something. I only saw these things, but I couldn't understand them for the time being. I couldn't even describe them to you."
"Originally I didn't plan to undergo this transformation. Previous transformations were just taking off the carapace and growing again, but this time, I will recreate the entire journey of my rise. This is a last resort. At the moment of contact, I continued to peep. At that moment, I realized that there was no way to go back, and being unable to go back meant destruction. This was just a small step. I couldn’t imagine the scene where the ancestors in the past said that the whole world was wrapped in shadow.”
"If you get a little contaminated, you can only completely let go of the past body, before the paleness grows in your heart at that time." Zhu continued. "Red Dragon, you should have noticed that it is just a body, without the soul essence as the base material, the shadows cannot show their original posture."
Just as he was talking about his achievements, a strange figure appeared here.
"Who is she?" Zhu stretched out his hand and pointed to a corner. He felt that the aura of this woman was familiar, but she was definitely not someone he knew.
"Jade Hairpin Shunde."
"What?" Zhu was stunned.
"You know that ancestor, the unshakable one, the ancient monk who came here to rob the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Master Yuchai Shunde." Li Xi'an described it accurately.
The chapter is closed. This is a big chapter, so there will be another chapter later.
After twelve o'clock.
By the way, there’s one more thing. Didn’t I order McDonald’s? Why did my stomach start to feel weird?
If you want to have the same ending, you might as well choose Wallace at the beginning, damn it.
(End of chapter)