He has been in a state of confusion, and even the funeral of Hao Miao and Tonger was handled by Luo Qing'er and Qingdie.
Until the funeral ended, I still couldn't accept the fact that the child had passed away. This is very dangerous for those who practice Taoism. The mind of Tao may be lost at any time. At the least, it will lose itself and be bloodthirsty, and at the worst, it will disappear. But I really can't be interested in doing anything, I just want to be quiet.
Luo Qing'er and the others talked a lot by my side. After talking for a long time, I couldn't hear clearly what they were saying. I only knew that I wanted to cheer me up, but my mind was full of the child staring at my attachment eyes before he died. What an infatuation that was lingering Ah!
I can't forget it, I will never forget it...
I don’t know that after a long time, Qingdie came to me and whispered: Master is missing, but Master is so depressed now. If Master is really in danger, who can save her from the trap?
I was slightly confused and slowly thought, Who is her master?
Why did her master go to save him?
Suddenly, I remembered everything. Her master is Zihan and my uncle is me. Zihan is in danger!
After a sudden shock, I immediately recovered from waking up. It was Ah. Zi Han didn't know where she was now, so how could I feel depressed?
I immediately asked the girls in detail what happened over the past thousand years, why Zi Han left the palace, whether he had explained where he would go, when he would come back, etc., and wanted to find valuable clues, Luo Qing'er and Qingdie were quick-talking and immediately poured out all the relevant matters.
What happened in the past thousand years is roughly the same as what I have calculated. Although there are many small sects who come to cause trouble, no powerful giant came to attack. After all, such obvious luck is really easy to calculate for real strong people. Moreover, the magical objects were taken away by me. There is nothing worthy of the powerful giant figures in the lewd sect that is worthy of the powerful giant figures. Why bother to come to attack?
Although I have experienced some ups and downs, the women of the tyrannical sect, led by Zi Han, finally survived without any danger. If they follow this momentum, they may be able to persevere until I escape the disaster and be completely perfect.
But one day ten years ago, Zi Han suddenly received a letter from Feijian. After reading the letter, she left alone, and did not explain where to go or why. She only said that she had important things and had to go, so that the girls would welcome me back ten years later, and that there must be no mistakes.
Hearing this, I felt a lot of doubts. Zi Han is not a person who is not serious. I clearly told me that I could not leave the palace, so why did she leave suddenly?
Where is now?
If you want to solve these mysteries, you naturally have to find the letter first. However, Qingdie and Luo Qing'er carefully searched it ten years ago, but found nothing. It was obvious that Zi Han took it away or destroyed it, and even the stone mirror transformed by Song Peng disappeared.
Thinking of Zi Han leaving with Song Peng in the stone mirror, I couldn't help feeling very uncomfortable. Even if I didn't have the unbearable experience before, the fact that Song Peng knew the whereabouts of the Seven Star Rings was enough to make countless powerful people come to chase and kill him. If Zi Han had any accidents, I really didn't know what to do. After all, the departure of Tong'er was a heavy blow, and I would definitely not be able to stand it for the second time.
The battle of Mount Sumeru ended here. On the surface, I had the upper hand and easily escaped the disaster, but the fact was definitely not the case. Zi Han left and the child fell. I could no longer tell whether I was losing or winning. Moreover, this battle that took 1,300 years left too many doubts and variables.
I have always been determined and cautious in everything and operate according to my qi. Therefore, when I was fighting with other monks, I almost never suffered a great loss. The Yuanshi Sutra was seized by me, and I even obtained the Four Symbol Cauldron to refine countless immortals and demons. Even the six Buddhas of Buddhism rely on Mount Sumeru to suppress them, I used my strength to eliminate the resentment of Zhurong's Eye, and finally successfully overcome the tribulation. Therefore, I always underestimated the Zhoutian Cultivation in my heart, thinking that they had just practiced for longer than me.
But now I think about it, the two demons besieged Longhua Temple, and the two demon kings, Qihui and Liuhui, have made great achievements. Not only are they powerful magic power, but the mere delusion and lust that governs men has been cultivated to the point of being unprecedented and no one to come. The male slaves and male favorites of the two sisters are equivalent to all the Buddhist practices under the Six Bodhisattvas. In addition to other giants, they immediately completely besieged and suppressed the heavily guarded Longhua Temple.
These two demon kings are so powerful that they are naturally extremely terrifying. If they fight together, I may not be able to win one-on-one. Regarding my subordinates, I can’t catch up even if I pat them!
If I don’t rely on the Four Symbol Cauldron, I will definitely not be the opponent of this pair of sperm-sucking sisters.
But in the battle of Mount Sumeru, the one who really threatened me was the Lei tribe's flag-holding envoy!
His appearance is also a big doubt. In the previous battle of the Nine Immortals Demon Palace, the Heavenly Court sent people to rob Song Peng, but the person who came was just an inequality man. He just took a magic weapon with a slightly more powerful one. It was sent by the Flag of the Plague Division, which seemed to have nothing to do with the Flag of the Thunder Division, but the key to the problem is here!
I vaguely discovered that the calculation skills of the Thunder Division's Palm Flag Envoy were definitely not inferior to me, far exceeding many powerful people. With his identity and status, he naturally needed to pay attention to the movements of other forces at any time. At that time, the Heavenly Court, the Underworld, the Blood Prison, the Spirit Mountain, the Prehistoric Land, and the Secular World all had some actions, and it was impossible to completely cover his eyes and ears. Although it might not be possible to find out what these forces were fighting for, he could definitely calculate some of the secrets of heaven!
Although the way of calculation is not completely accurate, he can definitely calculate that the core of this dispute is the Seven Star Ring. No matter how vague the result of the calculation is, no one will give up such a magical object. After all, the attraction of the Chaos Treasure has been verified by many powerful people.
However, the Lei Tribe's Flag Envoy maintained a bystander. This was definitely not because he was selfless or not caring about the Seven Star Rings, but just that he predicted that Song Peng would fall into my hands, and it would be useless even if he came to grab it!
This inference seems unreasonable. After all, my magic power was not high at that time. On the surface, he still had a chance. Other powerful people actually came for this. With the attitude of having no dates but no dates, they came with excitement and had no chance to return. I suppressed the incarnation and improved my own strength. However, the Lei Division's Flag Commander operated according to the energy, not luring the seven-star rings in the mirror and the moon, sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger's fight.
Unwilling to easily disobey luck is also another common problem for monks who are proficient in calculations. He is like this, and I am like this!
But the biggest suspicious point left by the Lei Tribe's Flag Envoy was his purpose of attacking. At that time, his goal was very clear, neither me nor a divine object, but the seemingly insignificant five women!
why is that?
The five girls are just small characters, and they have been refined into magic weapons. There is almost no possibility of improving their cultivation. Naturally, they are not afraid that one of them will succeed in their cultivation and threaten his position as the Thunder Palm Flag in the future, so they came to eliminate the roots in advance.
Moreover, he was too eager to kill the five women on the spot. In order to achieve this goal, the Daoshima Shipeng was willing to use the forbidden technique of self-destruction. Each lightning during the sneak attack would consume his magic power of Jiazi. Twelve lightnings were emitted in a row, and it consumed 720 years of mana. Only then could I launch an attack that I could not stop thousands of miles away, otherwise I would have the Four Elephant Cauldron in my hand and be close to the Five Women, so he would never have the chance.
Obviously, he wanted to kill the five women at all costs, but this is really a matter of harming others and not being beneficial to oneself. Why did he do this?
I thought about it for a long time and came to an almost absurd conclusion that the Lei tribe's palm flag kills the five women because of Zi Han's safety. In other words, what he said at that time was true!
This conclusion seems absurd, but it is not hasty. After all, the five women are really insignificant to me and the Lei Tribe Flag Commander. He would never travel thousands of miles to attack for a few ants, or even to destroy his magic power. He is not so naive, and he does not have the time to do so. With his status and calculation ability, he naturally acts by making plans. I believe he has discovered some secrets, so he took action for Zi Han.
Even Zi Han's departure is likely to have something to do with him. After all, with his calculation ability, he deceived the secrets in advance and took the lead, so it is naturally difficult for me to calculate it later.
But what secret did the Lei Tribe Palm Flag Envoy discover?
Why did he secretly help Zi Han?
I can't think of any answers to these questions. According to my initial guess, Zi Han should have been a reincarnated by a great man who avoided the disaster and met the Thunder Palm Flag in his previous life, but this seems to be unexplainable. After all, Zi Han has been humiliated for thousands of years, why didn't the Thunder Palm Flag come forward?
Zihan and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. They are both from Luohe Town at the foot of Qingming Mountain. At that time, my family opened a clinic, and Zihan’s family opened a medicine shop, which is considered a good match. The elders made a marriage for children before we were born. Although we were not rich, we did not suffer any grievances.
Shortly after my wedding, I went up the mountain to collect herbs and accidentally found a cave left by a scattered immortal. I received three volumes of Taoist books. Since then, I have practiced hard with Zi Han and embarked on the road of cultivation. I have never seen her show any special features. I can't figure out where she deserves to use the Heavenly Court's Flag. It can be seen that the secrets of heaven are chaotic, and I can't play them all after all.
If that's all, that's fine, but I thought carefully and found that things were even more complicated than I expected. At the beginning, I used the soul of the five women to replace the disasters of several female fairies such as Zi Han, so why did I feel affection for children?
If my heart of Tao is so unstable, I have been dead for hundreds or thousands of years. With the power of the child, there is no possibility of seducing me. She herself died because of me. Naturally, it was not her trap. So why?
Is it really destined to have such a love debt?For a moment, how could I understand?
Before the child died, he asked me to help their saint ancestor to escape from the trouble. Since I agreed, I naturally had to do my best, but this matter was extremely troublesome. The fox clan had been searching for many years, but he still couldn't find out where their saint ancestor was trapped, let alone save him. Although I was good at calculating, the hexagrams were also unclear. It was obvious that someone had blocked the secrets of heaven. This was not surprising. After all, the powerful people who suppressed the saint ancestor of the fox clan would never let others save them, and it was reasonable to make some methods.
Moreover, although the children did not have time to say much information, I knew almost nothing about their saints, but through her only last words, I could figure out a lot of things, but doubts followed one after another.
First of all, the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan was suppressed by powerful people from Lingshan, Heavenly Court, and the world. This naturally shows that the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan must have the ability to understand the sky and the earth, otherwise why should we mobilize the masses so hard?
Secondly, why didn’t these powerful people directly kill the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan, but suppress it?
Is it impossible for them to kill the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan?
Since the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan is so powerful, why is he suppressed?
Finally, who is the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan?
This problem has troubled me for a long time. Until more than ten years later, I consulted some secular documents and finally confirmed that the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan should be the Nine-tailed Fox King Daji!
In those days, the secular humanistic internal quarrels, and the Great Zhou Kingdom raised an army to attack the Shang Kingdom. As one of the demon kings of the prehistoric world, Daji led his demon clan to help the last king of the Shang Kingdom, King Zhou. However, the Great Zhou got help from Lingshan and Heavenly Court and eventually destroyed the Shang Dynasty. King Zhou burned himself to death. Daji disappeared from then on, and the time, events and characters were completely consistent, so I have reason to believe that the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan belonged to Daji.
The three major forces of the prehistoric world, Tianting and Lingshan are mixed into secular internal struggles, just for the sake of profit. How can the secular world borrow troops from foreign tribes not for the sake of profit?
As the saying goes, the world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit, which is roughly the same.
Although I learned about some situations, it does not mean that the problem is about to be solved. After all, I am still confused where the Nine-tailed Fox King is. Even if I find it, how can I help her get out of trouble?
The prohibition seals set up by those powerful people will never be easily cracked. Just looking at the Nine-Tailed Fox King is so powerful, but he can never get out of trouble. This shows that.
This matter is difficult and dangerous, and there are many doubts, but I can only face it. After all, I must help her achieve her last wish.
These giant figures have already made me anxious, but the real crisis is still on those divine objects and treasures. After all, they are born one after another, and it will definitely not be for no reason. More and more powerful people appear, and the secrets revealed are becoming more and more mysterious. Seeing that the killing disaster is about to begin in the Zhoutian, and the creatures are in trouble, a feeling of depression surging in my heart that the storm is about to come and the wind is filling the building.
With my current strength, I can barely protect myself at most. It is difficult to find Zi Han and protect her from falling in the catastrophe. Only by constantly improving her strength can there be a glimmer of hope.
When I think of improving my strength, I first thought of the Eye of Zhurong. Its resentment was almost exhausted, which could be used by me. After all, Zhurong's natural magical power to control all fire made me envious. Moreover, many Taoist and secret techniques of the gods and demons are related to bloodlines. Although I do not have the bloodline of the demons, after refining the Zhurong Eye, at least I can use the secret techniques and Taoist techniques of the gods at the very least, and even master the secrets of the gods' restraint of many races.
Just as I thought of this, Qingdie suddenly came and said nervously: Master, Uncle Jiang is awake, you go and take a look.I felt aroused in my heart, and returned to the hall and looked into the Four Elephant Cauldron. I saw Jiang Tianer’s face full of pain. Seeing that I was coming, I whispered: Brother-in-law.
I nodded and said: Do you feel better?Jiang Tianer said: It hurts so much, brother-in-law, I won’t die, right?As she spoke, tears rolled in her eyes. I knew that the injured and seriously ill person liked to think randomly, so I comforted him: You have been in a coma for a long time and have been protected by the Four Symbol Cauldron and nourished your body. When you wake up at this moment, it means that your life is not in hindrance, don’t worry.
Although life is not bad, if Jiang Tianer wants to recover, she will have to practice hard for at least a hundred years and can only return to her original level. After all, her body has been refined into a magic weapon, and there is almost no possibility of further improvement except for continuing to be used as a magic weapon to refine it.
After taking care of Jiang Tian'er for several days, she completely saved her life. She arranged for Luo Qing'er to take her to the quiet room for recuperation, and the girls slowly let go of their hearts.
Afterwards, I summoned the girls to check their skills and give them one by one. At the same time, I gave them a large amount of pills to improve their strength. At this time, I naturally realized that just becoming stronger is not enough to deal with the next dangerous killing disaster. Although the strength of the girls is relatively slow, watering the seedlings will naturally grow into towering trees. In the future, maybe the women will shine for a day.
After nine days of preaching, he taught many methods to all the girls. Then he began to retreat by himself and prepared to refine Zhurong's Eye.
Zhurong's Eye is part of the body of the ancient god. Although it has eliminated the resentment, it is still extremely risky to refine it into itself and integrate it into the bloodline. If I had not been eager to improve my strength, I would not have made such a bad move.
After all, my original intention was to refine Zhurong's Eye into a magic weapon. In this way, although I cannot obtain the blood of the gods and some waste of resources, there will be no risk. But now under the huge pressure from the outside world, I can only take a risk. If I really refine Zhurong's Eye into myself, the benefits are immeasurable, which is much more practical than refining it into a magic weapon.
I took out a short sword magic weapon, cut the skin on my forehead, and placed Zhurong's eye in the incision. A violent and burning murderous intent immediately surged into my mind. I closed my eyes and used my own Taoist heart to fight against the murderous intent. I followed the way of the murderous intent, chased the origin and searched for Zhurong's last fragment of consciousness. Only by defeating it can I completely refine Zhurong's eye.
Even if it continues to drag on, its sourceless water will not consume me. As long as I strengthen my walls and clear my energy, cut off my energy, and implement a plan to eliminate food and poison, at most, the fragments of Zhurong's consciousness will be completely exhausted, but I have no more than a hundred years to waste it.
My consciousness invaded Zhurong's eyes and came to the empty flame space under the rule of the fragments of Zhurong's consciousness.
Looking around, there are endless flames around, no earth, no sky, and no water. Even the heat waves are facing straight up because there is no wind!
There is only the fire that burns all year round, the scorching skin is painful, the eyes are dry, and sweat is constantly flowing out, but it is instantly burned by the flames.
Walking through the flames, searching carefully, the Taoist robe caught fire and quickly burned clean. Next, the skin became dry. I raised my hand and my nails were twisted by the high temperature. My knuckles were like dry bamboo. Obviously, the blood was about to evaporate, and none of my limbs and bones were as painful as a knife.
If I can't find Zhurong's consciousness fragments, my soul consciousness will be damaged, but I don't want to retreat at all. The lean camel is bigger than a horse. This may be true, but a dead camel will definitely not be able to escape the horse!
I slowly turned around, stared at a void, quietly watched the flames rise there, and said lightly: Have you seen enough?If you have seen enough, you can go there with peace of mind!
A low and majestic voice sounded: Ant!If you provoke my majesty, you will fall into the fire forever and will not be reborn!
I sneered: I am an ant, so what are you?As long as you know who you are, I will stay and stay with you forever in this fire cave!
The voice was stunned and murmured: Who am I?Who am I?Ant, do you know who I am?I said lightly: It’s OK to tell you!But the price is that you have to completely dissipate!
The voice slowly said: Ant, if you don’t say it, I will burn you!I laughed: If you can do it, will you still talk nonsense to me?
The surroundings returned to silence. After a long time, the sound only spoke again: I promised you!Tell me who I am!
I bowed my hands and said seriously: You are the God of Vulcan Zhurong!Control all fires, whether innate or acquired, they are commanded by you!But you have already fallen countless years ago!
The voice still maintained its majesty, but it became a little more desolate: Zhurong?Yes, my name is Zhurong!I am the Lord of Fire Ah!Then...How could I die?
I said: You fought with the water god Gonggong... The voice became loud and interrupted me and said: Gonggong?I feel annoying when I hear this name!Is he dead?
When asking about the life and death of the enemy, his tone became bumpy and uneasy, obviously he cared about the outcome. He was not nervous at all when he heard that he had fallen, but now... he doesn't want to be a loser. The strong value dignity and surpass life and death!
Although I must get the Eye of Zhurong, I don’t want this ancient mighty man to lose his last dignity. I said seriously: He has also fallen!The strong man who killed him was your Vulcan Zhurong!
Hahaha... OK!good!good!After fighting for a lifetime, he died before me!I have no regrets anymore!May I have your name?That voice exudes the desolation of the hero's end, but it is full of relief.
I said lightly: My name is Ye Lingxuan.
Not very nice!But, it doesn't matter.Ye Lingxuan, I'm leaving, take what you want!After the voice said this, he returned to silence, and the flames around him became gentle, and he no longer tried to burn me.
I bowed my hand and said: Zhurong, go well!There was no answer, I knew that he had gone, and then I began to carve my soul mark in this space.
In an instant, changes began to occur around me, and the fire element became extremely intimate, as if it was a pet I had raised since childhood. Zhurong's fire control magical power was indeed far beyond my imagination. With this strong help, my strength would inevitably be further improved.
I slowly opened my eyes and knew that Zhurong's eyes had become one with me. As for the issue of blood fusion, it was natural. I thought I would be happy, but at this moment I didn't feel any pleasure, but felt very heavy. After all, one day in the future, I might die. At that time, I wonder who came to see me off?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh at myself and chant: Today, the person who buried flowers is crazy, who will be buried in the future?
As the days passed day by day, the many enemies did not move at all. It seemed that the tyranny of the world had been forgotten, but I knew that this peace was only temporary.
While helping Jiang Tianer to regulate her body, she also fuses her bloodlines and guides the girls to practice at any time. Although life is peaceful, she also seems busy. In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and the bloodline of the gods has completely merged with my bloodlines. I am also preparing to travel around and find Zi Han's whereabouts.
The girls have been practicing hard for 1,300 years, and I have to train them for ten years (Note: This training is not pornographic, don't get me wrong. The male protagonist is a gentleman, and generally does not eat grass by his nest... Even Shui Longyin himself doesn't believe it, everyone should believe it as much as possible). Everyone has made great progress in their cultivation, especially Qing Butterfly, who has the best qualifications, his skills are no less than Zi Han's back then. It seems that she must inherit Zi Han's mantle.
Before leaving, I refine flying swords and magic weapons for them, try my best to improve their strength, and then carefully reminded me before I set out.
It would be fine if I didn't leave the palace gate. As soon as I stepped out of the palace gate, the two divine objects that should have been silent immediately let out a gentle moan and began to point fingers at the route I took. If I didn't follow the route they designated, I kept screaming and howling wolves, which was annoying. But if they followed the route they guided, they didn't make a sound, as if they had been dead for many years.
However, walking according to the route they indicate will bring a strange rhythm. Every step you take seems to touch the nature of the heavenly way, and the operation of your true essence and magic power is extremely smooth. It can’t be calculated several times, but it is certain that my luck is slowly increasing, and I deliberately go to the wrong direction. This rhythm will be interrupted immediately, and my luck will begin to slowly decline. This is the case several times in a row, and I will follow them.
But I am not easy to bully either. If I don’t want to give me an explanation, I will instruct me to wake up?
No matter what kind of peerless magical objects or rare treasures these two elm lumps are, they have no choice but to discuss!
After several months of running around, I had already reached the territory of the Great Jin Kingdom and was about to enter the territory of the Song Dynasty. I was not following the official road, but just an ordinary dirt road, but obviously passers-by often come and go, and there were tea stalls on the side of the road. I immediately sat in and asked for a pot of light tea, preparing to fight with these two elm-wood lumps.
As expected, as I touched my butt, Yuanshi Jing and Sixiang Ding immediately let out a gentle whisper, urging me to get on the road quickly. The tea stalls were full of mortals, so naturally I couldn't speak to the divine objects casually, otherwise I would definitely be regarded as a madman and secretly sent a voice to curse: What's the urging!I will leave a good road all the way and walk through some barren mountains and rivers. Although my magic power is high, I can't withstand this trouble!Wait until I drink a pot of tea, rest for three days and three nights, and it will not be too late to get on the road!
The tweets of the two divine objects immediately became rapid and high-pitched. I deliberately joked: If you hang yourself, you must let someone take a breath first!The legs are on me, I can leave as long as I want. If you don’t want to stay, just leave yourself!
After hearing what I said, the chirping of these two divine objects was so huge that they almost broke my eardrums, but I was secretly proud and knew that they would be anxious. In my eyes, they were no different from two stupid objects. Although they were well versed in energy, they were not smart, and sooner or later they would be deceived by me!
Thinking of this, I reached into my arms, stroked the Yuanshi Jing and the Four Symbol Cauldron, and said lightly: Let’s gather together, it has been thousands of years. Although you never want to tell me what you are going to do, I still want to ask you something, you must answer, otherwise even if I don’t die with you, I will never be your pawn!
They immediately stopped chanting, without any movement, but I ignored it and asked slowly: Do you... Do you want the six paths of Zhoutian to return to chaos!
The Yuanshi Jing trembled slightly, and I could vaguely feel it gave a negative answer. My heart immediately relaxed. No matter what their purpose was, at least I did not want to destroy all the creatures in the six realms of the Zhoutian. This was much better than I expected. As for whether this elm-wood lump was lying, I naturally knew it.
But human nature is greedy, and I am no longer satisfied with this answer. I immediately hit the snake and followed the stick, and then asked: Then what is your purpose? Let me tell you, I promise not to disclose it to anyone.I tried my best to look kinder in order to gain their trust.
The result was obvious. Yuanshi Jing and the Four Symbol Ding continued to pretend to be stupid and returned to silence. I coaxed and threatened for a long time, but they didn't react at all. They acted as if "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water". I had no choice but to do anything.
When I walked into the border of the Song Dynasty, these two elm-woods started to scream again, but instead of urging me to go on the road, I asked me to find something nearby. I immediately felt refreshed. After all, I could make stupid things so urgently look for, probably not ordinary things, so I immediately sent out my divine thoughts and searched carefully from all directions.
While searching, I wondered what exactly were they looking for?
I secretly guessed in my heart that it should be another divine object, or... Zi Han!
After all, I went out to travel around the world with the purpose of Zi Han. These two divine objects must be clear about this. Did they finally get to know each other and prepare to do a little for me, the master?
After searching for a radius of five hundred miles seven or eight times, I was finally sure that nothing valuable!
Needless to mention magical objects and purple Han, there was no sight of spiritual veins or strange medicines!
There are many mortal villages and towns, but there is not even a person with good bones and qualifications. It is a place where birds do not shit!
It was such a broken place. These two elm-wood lumps refused to give up and insisted on finding them. As soon as they walked out of the radius of 500 miles, they immediately shouted and turned around. In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore. I found a dilapidated mountain temple, cleared out an altar, and lay down. I did whatever I wanted, I won't leave!
The two elm-muddy ghosts were screaming for a long time, and I just thought it was farting, and finally I couldn't help but silence continued helplessly. I didn't care whether these two elm-muddy gnawed, and joked to myself: Because I met a monk's words in the bamboo courtyard, I suddenly heard that spring had to climb the mountain, and I had to have half a day of leisure for life, and I was drunk all day long in my dreams.Although he didn't point to the mulberry, he also scolded the locust, and he couldn't help but feel secretly proud.
(Note: This poem is "Inscription on the Wall of Helin Temple" by Li She in the Tang Dynasty. The original poem is as follows: I was drunk all day long and I suddenly heard that I had to climb the mountain in spring. Because I met a monk's words in the bamboo courtyard, I had to have half a day of leisure. I disrupted the order here to meet the situation.)
Because over the past thousand years, there have been countless open and secret struggles, and they are very exhausted. In the past ten years, they have been busy refining their bloodlines, guiding their disciples, and treating Jiang Tianer. They really have no chance to rest, so they lie down and slept peacefully.
After sleeping for several hours, I suddenly heard a tiny sound of footsteps. I glanced at it and saw a little beggar walking into the temple gate. When I saw someone in the temple, I seemed to be stunned and hesitant, as if I was considering whether to withdraw. After a while, I slowly walked to a corner of the hall and curled up. It seemed that this dilapidated temple was his home.
I looked at the little beggar and saw that he was skinny and covered in dust and dirt, his hair was messy and his expression was extremely cowardly. When I saw me looking at him, I lowered my head, and at the same time hugged my knees with my hands, curled up into a ball. Obviously, my heart was full of tension and fear, but he did not leave. Is this because he had nowhere to go?
If this is the case, it would be too sad, but this is also the fate of mortals in troubled times. This little beggar is just a microcosm.
After watching for a while, I ignored him, turned my body on my back and continued to sleep.
After an hour, the little beggar suddenly moved and took out a few wild fruits and a cold steamed bun from his dusty clothes. He looked at me and seemed to want to share dinner with me, but he seemed a little hesitant. I didn't turn around and said: If you want to treat me to a meal, give me the steamed bun. I don't eat wild fruits. If I can't bear it, forget it!Although I had already fasted, I couldn't help but try his sincerity when I saw the little beggar wanting to share food with me.
The little beggar hesitated for a moment, stood up, walked behind me, placed the cold steamed bun on the ground, walked back to the corner of the hall, and began to peel wild fruits to eat. I turned around and stood up, picked up the cold steamed bun, broke off the dusty part, and threw it on the ground, while paying attention to his expression. He looked at the dirty steamed buns I discarded and swallowed. I ignored it, ate the clean part, stretched, and lie down to continue sleeping.
After a while, the little beggar came over, as if he wanted to pick up the steamed buns on the ground. I said coldly: I won’t let others eat the part I don’t eat.
He walked back slowly, curled up, speechless all night.
The next day, the little beggar got up early and walked to a small town more than ten miles away to beg for it. He was scolded and rolled his eyes. He only needed two steamed buns. Then he worked hard to find wild fruits in the mountains. Finally, he returned to the temple. I was still eating steamed buns, and he ate wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. This lasted for several days.
When he gave me the steamed buns again, I finally couldn't help asking: Why did you give me the food you begged for?The little beggar looked at me timidly and whispered: My father told me to use the best food to entertain guests.
I nodded and said: Where is Lingzun?The little beggar's eyes turned red and he said: He died of illness two years ago.
Although I had guessed that he was alone, I couldn't help but sigh and said: Where is he buried? Can you take me to worship?The little beggar nodded and asked me to walk to the back mountain, pointing to a mound of soil, indicating that his father was buried here forever.
Such a father should be respected. I took out the incense, candles and yellow paper, sacrificed a ceremony, and secretly recited the mantra of rebirth to save the deceased spirit in heaven.
After the sacrifice, I said to the little beggar: You have invited me to a few meals. Now it’s time for me to invite you back. Come with me.As he spoke, he walked towards the town at the foot of the mountain. The little beggar hesitated for a moment and followed.
Although I have a lot of magic weapons, I don’t have much money around me, but this is not a problem. Although I don’t have gold and silver, the county magistrate has a lot of money at home.
After all, the county government office had a ban set up by the Confucian monks, but with my current magic power, even the ban in the Song Dynasty's palace could not stop me. I borrowed hundreds of taels of gold, but the county magistrate was still confused, so he didn't ask me to write an IOU.
I led the little beggar into the town, and with a glance, I found the largest restaurant in the local area and rushed there directly. The little beggar was extremely uncomfortable walking in the middle of the road. I tried to walk along the shadows by the wall several times, but I pulled them back. When I arrived at the relatively prosperous area in the center of the town, there were more and more pedestrians. The little beggar seemed extremely nervous and sweated. His little hands tightly pulled my Taoist robe, but he didn't dare to leave half a step.
When I arrived at the largest restaurant, I looked up and saw that the sign read Juyoulou, and I was about to go in. The waiter at the door blocked the way, looked up and down, then looked at the little beggar behind me, and snorted coldly: Master Dao, you have to choose a time to beg for alms. It’s time to go to dinner, and I’m not going to let everyone have a meal?
I have experienced several major battles and was suppressed by Mount Sumeru for thousands of years. I have been running around for several months before. Although this Taoist robe is a magic weapon, it is a bit worn out, but my body is already extremely powerful, so I have never cared about the Taoist robe. I don’t expect that this waiter will judge people by his appearance and put on airs. He is really snobbish.
After hearing the waiter's mockery, I couldn't help but rush up, but I was still disdainful of such an ant, so I took out the five taels of gold borrowed from the county magistrate, shook it and said: This little brother, I am not here to beg for alms. I sent this ingot of gold to the cabinet, and it will be time to settle the score after the meal is finished.
Jinzi came out, one of them was two. The waiter's face changed drastically, with great intimacy, respectful and politeness. It is probably that his parents had never seen him look like he is now.
The shopkeeper couldn't sit still, so he came out to smooth things over, scolded the waiter, arranged a seat in the private room himself, and ordered the waiter to serve him well, and then left.
There are more than a dozen people in the private room in such a huge private room, but there are only two seats at this moment. The little beggar was uncomfortable all over and stuck to me, but he refused to sit down. He asked him to order food. He shook his head and panic. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be dragging him out to behead him.
I had to ask the waiter to pick up the recipe and order a few dishes according to the sweet taste that the children like. Considering that the little beggar had never eaten chicken, duck, fish and meat, he ordered some meat dishes and ordered two jars of wine at the same time.
Not long after, the wine and food were ready, but the little beggar said he didn't move his chopsticks. I signaled the waiter to leave, then he tasted each dish first, and then picked some dishes on his plate. Then he began to eat and drink wildly like a wind and clouds. I smiled slightly and poured it on my own.
Not long after, I saw the little beggar touching his stomach and burping, but he couldn't bear to put down his chopsticks. However, the other person's lower abdomen was so shallow that he could not stuff it in at all. He could only stare at the dishes in front of him with infinite regret.
Just as I was about to get up to pay the bill, I heard a riot downstairs. The shopkeeper shouted: The loud horse that steals the gold of the county magistrate is on the upper floor. You must be careful, the thief is a little thrust!
It seems that when the shopkeeper saw me take out five taels of gold, he thought I was a thief in the Yangtze River and went to the yamen to inform me. Master Qingtian probably also found that the stolen money he had worked hard to plunder was stolen, so he sent a constable to arrest me.
Until the funeral ended, I still couldn't accept the fact that the child had passed away. This is very dangerous for those who practice Taoism. The mind of Tao may be lost at any time. At the least, it will lose itself and be bloodthirsty, and at the worst, it will disappear. But I really can't be interested in doing anything, I just want to be quiet.
Luo Qing'er and the others talked a lot by my side. After talking for a long time, I couldn't hear clearly what they were saying. I only knew that I wanted to cheer me up, but my mind was full of the child staring at my attachment eyes before he died. What an infatuation that was lingering Ah!
I can't forget it, I will never forget it...
I don’t know that after a long time, Qingdie came to me and whispered: Master is missing, but Master is so depressed now. If Master is really in danger, who can save her from the trap?
I was slightly confused and slowly thought, Who is her master?
Why did her master go to save him?
Suddenly, I remembered everything. Her master is Zihan and my uncle is me. Zihan is in danger!
After a sudden shock, I immediately recovered from waking up. It was Ah. Zi Han didn't know where she was now, so how could I feel depressed?
I immediately asked the girls in detail what happened over the past thousand years, why Zi Han left the palace, whether he had explained where he would go, when he would come back, etc., and wanted to find valuable clues, Luo Qing'er and Qingdie were quick-talking and immediately poured out all the relevant matters.
What happened in the past thousand years is roughly the same as what I have calculated. Although there are many small sects who come to cause trouble, no powerful giant came to attack. After all, such obvious luck is really easy to calculate for real strong people. Moreover, the magical objects were taken away by me. There is nothing worthy of the powerful giant figures in the lewd sect that is worthy of the powerful giant figures. Why bother to come to attack?
Although I have experienced some ups and downs, the women of the tyrannical sect, led by Zi Han, finally survived without any danger. If they follow this momentum, they may be able to persevere until I escape the disaster and be completely perfect.
But one day ten years ago, Zi Han suddenly received a letter from Feijian. After reading the letter, she left alone, and did not explain where to go or why. She only said that she had important things and had to go, so that the girls would welcome me back ten years later, and that there must be no mistakes.
Hearing this, I felt a lot of doubts. Zi Han is not a person who is not serious. I clearly told me that I could not leave the palace, so why did she leave suddenly?
Where is now?
If you want to solve these mysteries, you naturally have to find the letter first. However, Qingdie and Luo Qing'er carefully searched it ten years ago, but found nothing. It was obvious that Zi Han took it away or destroyed it, and even the stone mirror transformed by Song Peng disappeared.
Thinking of Zi Han leaving with Song Peng in the stone mirror, I couldn't help feeling very uncomfortable. Even if I didn't have the unbearable experience before, the fact that Song Peng knew the whereabouts of the Seven Star Rings was enough to make countless powerful people come to chase and kill him. If Zi Han had any accidents, I really didn't know what to do. After all, the departure of Tong'er was a heavy blow, and I would definitely not be able to stand it for the second time.
The battle of Mount Sumeru ended here. On the surface, I had the upper hand and easily escaped the disaster, but the fact was definitely not the case. Zi Han left and the child fell. I could no longer tell whether I was losing or winning. Moreover, this battle that took 1,300 years left too many doubts and variables.
I have always been determined and cautious in everything and operate according to my qi. Therefore, when I was fighting with other monks, I almost never suffered a great loss. The Yuanshi Sutra was seized by me, and I even obtained the Four Symbol Cauldron to refine countless immortals and demons. Even the six Buddhas of Buddhism rely on Mount Sumeru to suppress them, I used my strength to eliminate the resentment of Zhurong's Eye, and finally successfully overcome the tribulation. Therefore, I always underestimated the Zhoutian Cultivation in my heart, thinking that they had just practiced for longer than me.
But now I think about it, the two demons besieged Longhua Temple, and the two demon kings, Qihui and Liuhui, have made great achievements. Not only are they powerful magic power, but the mere delusion and lust that governs men has been cultivated to the point of being unprecedented and no one to come. The male slaves and male favorites of the two sisters are equivalent to all the Buddhist practices under the Six Bodhisattvas. In addition to other giants, they immediately completely besieged and suppressed the heavily guarded Longhua Temple.
These two demon kings are so powerful that they are naturally extremely terrifying. If they fight together, I may not be able to win one-on-one. Regarding my subordinates, I can’t catch up even if I pat them!
If I don’t rely on the Four Symbol Cauldron, I will definitely not be the opponent of this pair of sperm-sucking sisters.
But in the battle of Mount Sumeru, the one who really threatened me was the Lei tribe's flag-holding envoy!
His appearance is also a big doubt. In the previous battle of the Nine Immortals Demon Palace, the Heavenly Court sent people to rob Song Peng, but the person who came was just an inequality man. He just took a magic weapon with a slightly more powerful one. It was sent by the Flag of the Plague Division, which seemed to have nothing to do with the Flag of the Thunder Division, but the key to the problem is here!
I vaguely discovered that the calculation skills of the Thunder Division's Palm Flag Envoy were definitely not inferior to me, far exceeding many powerful people. With his identity and status, he naturally needed to pay attention to the movements of other forces at any time. At that time, the Heavenly Court, the Underworld, the Blood Prison, the Spirit Mountain, the Prehistoric Land, and the Secular World all had some actions, and it was impossible to completely cover his eyes and ears. Although it might not be possible to find out what these forces were fighting for, he could definitely calculate some of the secrets of heaven!
Although the way of calculation is not completely accurate, he can definitely calculate that the core of this dispute is the Seven Star Ring. No matter how vague the result of the calculation is, no one will give up such a magical object. After all, the attraction of the Chaos Treasure has been verified by many powerful people.
However, the Lei Tribe's Flag Envoy maintained a bystander. This was definitely not because he was selfless or not caring about the Seven Star Rings, but just that he predicted that Song Peng would fall into my hands, and it would be useless even if he came to grab it!
This inference seems unreasonable. After all, my magic power was not high at that time. On the surface, he still had a chance. Other powerful people actually came for this. With the attitude of having no dates but no dates, they came with excitement and had no chance to return. I suppressed the incarnation and improved my own strength. However, the Lei Division's Flag Commander operated according to the energy, not luring the seven-star rings in the mirror and the moon, sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger's fight.
Unwilling to easily disobey luck is also another common problem for monks who are proficient in calculations. He is like this, and I am like this!
But the biggest suspicious point left by the Lei Tribe's Flag Envoy was his purpose of attacking. At that time, his goal was very clear, neither me nor a divine object, but the seemingly insignificant five women!
why is that?
The five girls are just small characters, and they have been refined into magic weapons. There is almost no possibility of improving their cultivation. Naturally, they are not afraid that one of them will succeed in their cultivation and threaten his position as the Thunder Palm Flag in the future, so they came to eliminate the roots in advance.
Moreover, he was too eager to kill the five women on the spot. In order to achieve this goal, the Daoshima Shipeng was willing to use the forbidden technique of self-destruction. Each lightning during the sneak attack would consume his magic power of Jiazi. Twelve lightnings were emitted in a row, and it consumed 720 years of mana. Only then could I launch an attack that I could not stop thousands of miles away, otherwise I would have the Four Elephant Cauldron in my hand and be close to the Five Women, so he would never have the chance.
Obviously, he wanted to kill the five women at all costs, but this is really a matter of harming others and not being beneficial to oneself. Why did he do this?
I thought about it for a long time and came to an almost absurd conclusion that the Lei tribe's palm flag kills the five women because of Zi Han's safety. In other words, what he said at that time was true!
This conclusion seems absurd, but it is not hasty. After all, the five women are really insignificant to me and the Lei Tribe Flag Commander. He would never travel thousands of miles to attack for a few ants, or even to destroy his magic power. He is not so naive, and he does not have the time to do so. With his status and calculation ability, he naturally acts by making plans. I believe he has discovered some secrets, so he took action for Zi Han.
Even Zi Han's departure is likely to have something to do with him. After all, with his calculation ability, he deceived the secrets in advance and took the lead, so it is naturally difficult for me to calculate it later.
But what secret did the Lei Tribe Palm Flag Envoy discover?
Why did he secretly help Zi Han?
I can't think of any answers to these questions. According to my initial guess, Zi Han should have been a reincarnated by a great man who avoided the disaster and met the Thunder Palm Flag in his previous life, but this seems to be unexplainable. After all, Zi Han has been humiliated for thousands of years, why didn't the Thunder Palm Flag come forward?
Zihan and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. They are both from Luohe Town at the foot of Qingming Mountain. At that time, my family opened a clinic, and Zihan’s family opened a medicine shop, which is considered a good match. The elders made a marriage for children before we were born. Although we were not rich, we did not suffer any grievances.
Shortly after my wedding, I went up the mountain to collect herbs and accidentally found a cave left by a scattered immortal. I received three volumes of Taoist books. Since then, I have practiced hard with Zi Han and embarked on the road of cultivation. I have never seen her show any special features. I can't figure out where she deserves to use the Heavenly Court's Flag. It can be seen that the secrets of heaven are chaotic, and I can't play them all after all.
If that's all, that's fine, but I thought carefully and found that things were even more complicated than I expected. At the beginning, I used the soul of the five women to replace the disasters of several female fairies such as Zi Han, so why did I feel affection for children?
If my heart of Tao is so unstable, I have been dead for hundreds or thousands of years. With the power of the child, there is no possibility of seducing me. She herself died because of me. Naturally, it was not her trap. So why?
Is it really destined to have such a love debt?For a moment, how could I understand?
Before the child died, he asked me to help their saint ancestor to escape from the trouble. Since I agreed, I naturally had to do my best, but this matter was extremely troublesome. The fox clan had been searching for many years, but he still couldn't find out where their saint ancestor was trapped, let alone save him. Although I was good at calculating, the hexagrams were also unclear. It was obvious that someone had blocked the secrets of heaven. This was not surprising. After all, the powerful people who suppressed the saint ancestor of the fox clan would never let others save them, and it was reasonable to make some methods.
Moreover, although the children did not have time to say much information, I knew almost nothing about their saints, but through her only last words, I could figure out a lot of things, but doubts followed one after another.
First of all, the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan was suppressed by powerful people from Lingshan, Heavenly Court, and the world. This naturally shows that the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan must have the ability to understand the sky and the earth, otherwise why should we mobilize the masses so hard?
Secondly, why didn’t these powerful people directly kill the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan, but suppress it?
Is it impossible for them to kill the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan?
Since the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan is so powerful, why is he suppressed?
Finally, who is the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan?
This problem has troubled me for a long time. Until more than ten years later, I consulted some secular documents and finally confirmed that the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan should be the Nine-tailed Fox King Daji!
In those days, the secular humanistic internal quarrels, and the Great Zhou Kingdom raised an army to attack the Shang Kingdom. As one of the demon kings of the prehistoric world, Daji led his demon clan to help the last king of the Shang Kingdom, King Zhou. However, the Great Zhou got help from Lingshan and Heavenly Court and eventually destroyed the Shang Dynasty. King Zhou burned himself to death. Daji disappeared from then on, and the time, events and characters were completely consistent, so I have reason to believe that the Holy Ancestor of the Fox Clan belonged to Daji.
The three major forces of the prehistoric world, Tianting and Lingshan are mixed into secular internal struggles, just for the sake of profit. How can the secular world borrow troops from foreign tribes not for the sake of profit?
As the saying goes, the world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit, which is roughly the same.
Although I learned about some situations, it does not mean that the problem is about to be solved. After all, I am still confused where the Nine-tailed Fox King is. Even if I find it, how can I help her get out of trouble?
The prohibition seals set up by those powerful people will never be easily cracked. Just looking at the Nine-Tailed Fox King is so powerful, but he can never get out of trouble. This shows that.
This matter is difficult and dangerous, and there are many doubts, but I can only face it. After all, I must help her achieve her last wish.
These giant figures have already made me anxious, but the real crisis is still on those divine objects and treasures. After all, they are born one after another, and it will definitely not be for no reason. More and more powerful people appear, and the secrets revealed are becoming more and more mysterious. Seeing that the killing disaster is about to begin in the Zhoutian, and the creatures are in trouble, a feeling of depression surging in my heart that the storm is about to come and the wind is filling the building.
With my current strength, I can barely protect myself at most. It is difficult to find Zi Han and protect her from falling in the catastrophe. Only by constantly improving her strength can there be a glimmer of hope.
When I think of improving my strength, I first thought of the Eye of Zhurong. Its resentment was almost exhausted, which could be used by me. After all, Zhurong's natural magical power to control all fire made me envious. Moreover, many Taoist and secret techniques of the gods and demons are related to bloodlines. Although I do not have the bloodline of the demons, after refining the Zhurong Eye, at least I can use the secret techniques and Taoist techniques of the gods at the very least, and even master the secrets of the gods' restraint of many races.
Just as I thought of this, Qingdie suddenly came and said nervously: Master, Uncle Jiang is awake, you go and take a look.I felt aroused in my heart, and returned to the hall and looked into the Four Elephant Cauldron. I saw Jiang Tianer’s face full of pain. Seeing that I was coming, I whispered: Brother-in-law.
I nodded and said: Do you feel better?Jiang Tianer said: It hurts so much, brother-in-law, I won’t die, right?As she spoke, tears rolled in her eyes. I knew that the injured and seriously ill person liked to think randomly, so I comforted him: You have been in a coma for a long time and have been protected by the Four Symbol Cauldron and nourished your body. When you wake up at this moment, it means that your life is not in hindrance, don’t worry.
Although life is not bad, if Jiang Tianer wants to recover, she will have to practice hard for at least a hundred years and can only return to her original level. After all, her body has been refined into a magic weapon, and there is almost no possibility of further improvement except for continuing to be used as a magic weapon to refine it.
After taking care of Jiang Tian'er for several days, she completely saved her life. She arranged for Luo Qing'er to take her to the quiet room for recuperation, and the girls slowly let go of their hearts.
Afterwards, I summoned the girls to check their skills and give them one by one. At the same time, I gave them a large amount of pills to improve their strength. At this time, I naturally realized that just becoming stronger is not enough to deal with the next dangerous killing disaster. Although the strength of the girls is relatively slow, watering the seedlings will naturally grow into towering trees. In the future, maybe the women will shine for a day.
After nine days of preaching, he taught many methods to all the girls. Then he began to retreat by himself and prepared to refine Zhurong's Eye.
Zhurong's Eye is part of the body of the ancient god. Although it has eliminated the resentment, it is still extremely risky to refine it into itself and integrate it into the bloodline. If I had not been eager to improve my strength, I would not have made such a bad move.
After all, my original intention was to refine Zhurong's Eye into a magic weapon. In this way, although I cannot obtain the blood of the gods and some waste of resources, there will be no risk. But now under the huge pressure from the outside world, I can only take a risk. If I really refine Zhurong's Eye into myself, the benefits are immeasurable, which is much more practical than refining it into a magic weapon.
I took out a short sword magic weapon, cut the skin on my forehead, and placed Zhurong's eye in the incision. A violent and burning murderous intent immediately surged into my mind. I closed my eyes and used my own Taoist heart to fight against the murderous intent. I followed the way of the murderous intent, chased the origin and searched for Zhurong's last fragment of consciousness. Only by defeating it can I completely refine Zhurong's eye.
Even if it continues to drag on, its sourceless water will not consume me. As long as I strengthen my walls and clear my energy, cut off my energy, and implement a plan to eliminate food and poison, at most, the fragments of Zhurong's consciousness will be completely exhausted, but I have no more than a hundred years to waste it.
My consciousness invaded Zhurong's eyes and came to the empty flame space under the rule of the fragments of Zhurong's consciousness.
Looking around, there are endless flames around, no earth, no sky, and no water. Even the heat waves are facing straight up because there is no wind!
There is only the fire that burns all year round, the scorching skin is painful, the eyes are dry, and sweat is constantly flowing out, but it is instantly burned by the flames.
Walking through the flames, searching carefully, the Taoist robe caught fire and quickly burned clean. Next, the skin became dry. I raised my hand and my nails were twisted by the high temperature. My knuckles were like dry bamboo. Obviously, the blood was about to evaporate, and none of my limbs and bones were as painful as a knife.
If I can't find Zhurong's consciousness fragments, my soul consciousness will be damaged, but I don't want to retreat at all. The lean camel is bigger than a horse. This may be true, but a dead camel will definitely not be able to escape the horse!
I slowly turned around, stared at a void, quietly watched the flames rise there, and said lightly: Have you seen enough?If you have seen enough, you can go there with peace of mind!
A low and majestic voice sounded: Ant!If you provoke my majesty, you will fall into the fire forever and will not be reborn!
I sneered: I am an ant, so what are you?As long as you know who you are, I will stay and stay with you forever in this fire cave!
The voice was stunned and murmured: Who am I?Who am I?Ant, do you know who I am?I said lightly: It’s OK to tell you!But the price is that you have to completely dissipate!
The voice slowly said: Ant, if you don’t say it, I will burn you!I laughed: If you can do it, will you still talk nonsense to me?
The surroundings returned to silence. After a long time, the sound only spoke again: I promised you!Tell me who I am!
I bowed my hands and said seriously: You are the God of Vulcan Zhurong!Control all fires, whether innate or acquired, they are commanded by you!But you have already fallen countless years ago!
The voice still maintained its majesty, but it became a little more desolate: Zhurong?Yes, my name is Zhurong!I am the Lord of Fire Ah!Then...How could I die?
I said: You fought with the water god Gonggong... The voice became loud and interrupted me and said: Gonggong?I feel annoying when I hear this name!Is he dead?
When asking about the life and death of the enemy, his tone became bumpy and uneasy, obviously he cared about the outcome. He was not nervous at all when he heard that he had fallen, but now... he doesn't want to be a loser. The strong value dignity and surpass life and death!
Although I must get the Eye of Zhurong, I don’t want this ancient mighty man to lose his last dignity. I said seriously: He has also fallen!The strong man who killed him was your Vulcan Zhurong!
Hahaha... OK!good!good!After fighting for a lifetime, he died before me!I have no regrets anymore!May I have your name?That voice exudes the desolation of the hero's end, but it is full of relief.
I said lightly: My name is Ye Lingxuan.
Not very nice!But, it doesn't matter.Ye Lingxuan, I'm leaving, take what you want!After the voice said this, he returned to silence, and the flames around him became gentle, and he no longer tried to burn me.
I bowed my hand and said: Zhurong, go well!There was no answer, I knew that he had gone, and then I began to carve my soul mark in this space.
In an instant, changes began to occur around me, and the fire element became extremely intimate, as if it was a pet I had raised since childhood. Zhurong's fire control magical power was indeed far beyond my imagination. With this strong help, my strength would inevitably be further improved.
I slowly opened my eyes and knew that Zhurong's eyes had become one with me. As for the issue of blood fusion, it was natural. I thought I would be happy, but at this moment I didn't feel any pleasure, but felt very heavy. After all, one day in the future, I might die. At that time, I wonder who came to see me off?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh at myself and chant: Today, the person who buried flowers is crazy, who will be buried in the future?
As the days passed day by day, the many enemies did not move at all. It seemed that the tyranny of the world had been forgotten, but I knew that this peace was only temporary.
While helping Jiang Tianer to regulate her body, she also fuses her bloodlines and guides the girls to practice at any time. Although life is peaceful, she also seems busy. In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and the bloodline of the gods has completely merged with my bloodlines. I am also preparing to travel around and find Zi Han's whereabouts.
The girls have been practicing hard for 1,300 years, and I have to train them for ten years (Note: This training is not pornographic, don't get me wrong. The male protagonist is a gentleman, and generally does not eat grass by his nest... Even Shui Longyin himself doesn't believe it, everyone should believe it as much as possible). Everyone has made great progress in their cultivation, especially Qing Butterfly, who has the best qualifications, his skills are no less than Zi Han's back then. It seems that she must inherit Zi Han's mantle.
Before leaving, I refine flying swords and magic weapons for them, try my best to improve their strength, and then carefully reminded me before I set out.
It would be fine if I didn't leave the palace gate. As soon as I stepped out of the palace gate, the two divine objects that should have been silent immediately let out a gentle moan and began to point fingers at the route I took. If I didn't follow the route they designated, I kept screaming and howling wolves, which was annoying. But if they followed the route they guided, they didn't make a sound, as if they had been dead for many years.
However, walking according to the route they indicate will bring a strange rhythm. Every step you take seems to touch the nature of the heavenly way, and the operation of your true essence and magic power is extremely smooth. It can’t be calculated several times, but it is certain that my luck is slowly increasing, and I deliberately go to the wrong direction. This rhythm will be interrupted immediately, and my luck will begin to slowly decline. This is the case several times in a row, and I will follow them.
But I am not easy to bully either. If I don’t want to give me an explanation, I will instruct me to wake up?
No matter what kind of peerless magical objects or rare treasures these two elm lumps are, they have no choice but to discuss!
After several months of running around, I had already reached the territory of the Great Jin Kingdom and was about to enter the territory of the Song Dynasty. I was not following the official road, but just an ordinary dirt road, but obviously passers-by often come and go, and there were tea stalls on the side of the road. I immediately sat in and asked for a pot of light tea, preparing to fight with these two elm-wood lumps.
As expected, as I touched my butt, Yuanshi Jing and Sixiang Ding immediately let out a gentle whisper, urging me to get on the road quickly. The tea stalls were full of mortals, so naturally I couldn't speak to the divine objects casually, otherwise I would definitely be regarded as a madman and secretly sent a voice to curse: What's the urging!I will leave a good road all the way and walk through some barren mountains and rivers. Although my magic power is high, I can't withstand this trouble!Wait until I drink a pot of tea, rest for three days and three nights, and it will not be too late to get on the road!
The tweets of the two divine objects immediately became rapid and high-pitched. I deliberately joked: If you hang yourself, you must let someone take a breath first!The legs are on me, I can leave as long as I want. If you don’t want to stay, just leave yourself!
After hearing what I said, the chirping of these two divine objects was so huge that they almost broke my eardrums, but I was secretly proud and knew that they would be anxious. In my eyes, they were no different from two stupid objects. Although they were well versed in energy, they were not smart, and sooner or later they would be deceived by me!
Thinking of this, I reached into my arms, stroked the Yuanshi Jing and the Four Symbol Cauldron, and said lightly: Let’s gather together, it has been thousands of years. Although you never want to tell me what you are going to do, I still want to ask you something, you must answer, otherwise even if I don’t die with you, I will never be your pawn!
They immediately stopped chanting, without any movement, but I ignored it and asked slowly: Do you... Do you want the six paths of Zhoutian to return to chaos!
The Yuanshi Jing trembled slightly, and I could vaguely feel it gave a negative answer. My heart immediately relaxed. No matter what their purpose was, at least I did not want to destroy all the creatures in the six realms of the Zhoutian. This was much better than I expected. As for whether this elm-wood lump was lying, I naturally knew it.
But human nature is greedy, and I am no longer satisfied with this answer. I immediately hit the snake and followed the stick, and then asked: Then what is your purpose? Let me tell you, I promise not to disclose it to anyone.I tried my best to look kinder in order to gain their trust.
The result was obvious. Yuanshi Jing and the Four Symbol Ding continued to pretend to be stupid and returned to silence. I coaxed and threatened for a long time, but they didn't react at all. They acted as if "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water". I had no choice but to do anything.
When I walked into the border of the Song Dynasty, these two elm-woods started to scream again, but instead of urging me to go on the road, I asked me to find something nearby. I immediately felt refreshed. After all, I could make stupid things so urgently look for, probably not ordinary things, so I immediately sent out my divine thoughts and searched carefully from all directions.
While searching, I wondered what exactly were they looking for?
I secretly guessed in my heart that it should be another divine object, or... Zi Han!
After all, I went out to travel around the world with the purpose of Zi Han. These two divine objects must be clear about this. Did they finally get to know each other and prepare to do a little for me, the master?
After searching for a radius of five hundred miles seven or eight times, I was finally sure that nothing valuable!
Needless to mention magical objects and purple Han, there was no sight of spiritual veins or strange medicines!
There are many mortal villages and towns, but there is not even a person with good bones and qualifications. It is a place where birds do not shit!
It was such a broken place. These two elm-wood lumps refused to give up and insisted on finding them. As soon as they walked out of the radius of 500 miles, they immediately shouted and turned around. In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore. I found a dilapidated mountain temple, cleared out an altar, and lay down. I did whatever I wanted, I won't leave!
The two elm-muddy ghosts were screaming for a long time, and I just thought it was farting, and finally I couldn't help but silence continued helplessly. I didn't care whether these two elm-muddy gnawed, and joked to myself: Because I met a monk's words in the bamboo courtyard, I suddenly heard that spring had to climb the mountain, and I had to have half a day of leisure for life, and I was drunk all day long in my dreams.Although he didn't point to the mulberry, he also scolded the locust, and he couldn't help but feel secretly proud.
(Note: This poem is "Inscription on the Wall of Helin Temple" by Li She in the Tang Dynasty. The original poem is as follows: I was drunk all day long and I suddenly heard that I had to climb the mountain in spring. Because I met a monk's words in the bamboo courtyard, I had to have half a day of leisure. I disrupted the order here to meet the situation.)
Because over the past thousand years, there have been countless open and secret struggles, and they are very exhausted. In the past ten years, they have been busy refining their bloodlines, guiding their disciples, and treating Jiang Tianer. They really have no chance to rest, so they lie down and slept peacefully.
After sleeping for several hours, I suddenly heard a tiny sound of footsteps. I glanced at it and saw a little beggar walking into the temple gate. When I saw someone in the temple, I seemed to be stunned and hesitant, as if I was considering whether to withdraw. After a while, I slowly walked to a corner of the hall and curled up. It seemed that this dilapidated temple was his home.
I looked at the little beggar and saw that he was skinny and covered in dust and dirt, his hair was messy and his expression was extremely cowardly. When I saw me looking at him, I lowered my head, and at the same time hugged my knees with my hands, curled up into a ball. Obviously, my heart was full of tension and fear, but he did not leave. Is this because he had nowhere to go?
If this is the case, it would be too sad, but this is also the fate of mortals in troubled times. This little beggar is just a microcosm.
After watching for a while, I ignored him, turned my body on my back and continued to sleep.
After an hour, the little beggar suddenly moved and took out a few wild fruits and a cold steamed bun from his dusty clothes. He looked at me and seemed to want to share dinner with me, but he seemed a little hesitant. I didn't turn around and said: If you want to treat me to a meal, give me the steamed bun. I don't eat wild fruits. If I can't bear it, forget it!Although I had already fasted, I couldn't help but try his sincerity when I saw the little beggar wanting to share food with me.
The little beggar hesitated for a moment, stood up, walked behind me, placed the cold steamed bun on the ground, walked back to the corner of the hall, and began to peel wild fruits to eat. I turned around and stood up, picked up the cold steamed bun, broke off the dusty part, and threw it on the ground, while paying attention to his expression. He looked at the dirty steamed buns I discarded and swallowed. I ignored it, ate the clean part, stretched, and lie down to continue sleeping.
After a while, the little beggar came over, as if he wanted to pick up the steamed buns on the ground. I said coldly: I won’t let others eat the part I don’t eat.
He walked back slowly, curled up, speechless all night.
The next day, the little beggar got up early and walked to a small town more than ten miles away to beg for it. He was scolded and rolled his eyes. He only needed two steamed buns. Then he worked hard to find wild fruits in the mountains. Finally, he returned to the temple. I was still eating steamed buns, and he ate wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. This lasted for several days.
When he gave me the steamed buns again, I finally couldn't help asking: Why did you give me the food you begged for?The little beggar looked at me timidly and whispered: My father told me to use the best food to entertain guests.
I nodded and said: Where is Lingzun?The little beggar's eyes turned red and he said: He died of illness two years ago.
Although I had guessed that he was alone, I couldn't help but sigh and said: Where is he buried? Can you take me to worship?The little beggar nodded and asked me to walk to the back mountain, pointing to a mound of soil, indicating that his father was buried here forever.
Such a father should be respected. I took out the incense, candles and yellow paper, sacrificed a ceremony, and secretly recited the mantra of rebirth to save the deceased spirit in heaven.
After the sacrifice, I said to the little beggar: You have invited me to a few meals. Now it’s time for me to invite you back. Come with me.As he spoke, he walked towards the town at the foot of the mountain. The little beggar hesitated for a moment and followed.
Although I have a lot of magic weapons, I don’t have much money around me, but this is not a problem. Although I don’t have gold and silver, the county magistrate has a lot of money at home.
After all, the county government office had a ban set up by the Confucian monks, but with my current magic power, even the ban in the Song Dynasty's palace could not stop me. I borrowed hundreds of taels of gold, but the county magistrate was still confused, so he didn't ask me to write an IOU.
I led the little beggar into the town, and with a glance, I found the largest restaurant in the local area and rushed there directly. The little beggar was extremely uncomfortable walking in the middle of the road. I tried to walk along the shadows by the wall several times, but I pulled them back. When I arrived at the relatively prosperous area in the center of the town, there were more and more pedestrians. The little beggar seemed extremely nervous and sweated. His little hands tightly pulled my Taoist robe, but he didn't dare to leave half a step.
When I arrived at the largest restaurant, I looked up and saw that the sign read Juyoulou, and I was about to go in. The waiter at the door blocked the way, looked up and down, then looked at the little beggar behind me, and snorted coldly: Master Dao, you have to choose a time to beg for alms. It’s time to go to dinner, and I’m not going to let everyone have a meal?
I have experienced several major battles and was suppressed by Mount Sumeru for thousands of years. I have been running around for several months before. Although this Taoist robe is a magic weapon, it is a bit worn out, but my body is already extremely powerful, so I have never cared about the Taoist robe. I don’t expect that this waiter will judge people by his appearance and put on airs. He is really snobbish.
After hearing the waiter's mockery, I couldn't help but rush up, but I was still disdainful of such an ant, so I took out the five taels of gold borrowed from the county magistrate, shook it and said: This little brother, I am not here to beg for alms. I sent this ingot of gold to the cabinet, and it will be time to settle the score after the meal is finished.
Jinzi came out, one of them was two. The waiter's face changed drastically, with great intimacy, respectful and politeness. It is probably that his parents had never seen him look like he is now.
The shopkeeper couldn't sit still, so he came out to smooth things over, scolded the waiter, arranged a seat in the private room himself, and ordered the waiter to serve him well, and then left.
There are more than a dozen people in the private room in such a huge private room, but there are only two seats at this moment. The little beggar was uncomfortable all over and stuck to me, but he refused to sit down. He asked him to order food. He shook his head and panic. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be dragging him out to behead him.
I had to ask the waiter to pick up the recipe and order a few dishes according to the sweet taste that the children like. Considering that the little beggar had never eaten chicken, duck, fish and meat, he ordered some meat dishes and ordered two jars of wine at the same time.
Not long after, the wine and food were ready, but the little beggar said he didn't move his chopsticks. I signaled the waiter to leave, then he tasted each dish first, and then picked some dishes on his plate. Then he began to eat and drink wildly like a wind and clouds. I smiled slightly and poured it on my own.
Not long after, I saw the little beggar touching his stomach and burping, but he couldn't bear to put down his chopsticks. However, the other person's lower abdomen was so shallow that he could not stuff it in at all. He could only stare at the dishes in front of him with infinite regret.
Just as I was about to get up to pay the bill, I heard a riot downstairs. The shopkeeper shouted: The loud horse that steals the gold of the county magistrate is on the upper floor. You must be careful, the thief is a little thrust!
It seems that when the shopkeeper saw me take out five taels of gold, he thought I was a thief in the Yangtze River and went to the yamen to inform me. Master Qingtian probably also found that the stolen money he had worked hard to plunder was stolen, so he sent a constable to arrest me.
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