While waiting under the night sky, Lu Zijin couldn't rest and chatted with Gui Fudo. His thoughts were as wild as they were.
"Old turtle, you said there is only such a large area left in the secret realm that can survive. Are most of the treasures and resources concentrated here?"
Guifang glanced at the familiar donkey, wondering what bad thing this guy wanted to do?
He thought about it seriously and said through a message: "The deterioration and collapse of the secret environment did not happen overnight. It was gradually accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years. It stands to reason that the treasures and resources of various forces will slowly flow here, leaving behind everything It's the essence that they can't use." Seeing the burly man smiling mischievously, Turtle Fudo sent a message and asked, "You don't want to rob them, do you?"
This black guy doesn't look like a kind person.
Lu Zijin wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and suppressed his smile, and denied it righteously: "Old Turtle, you just looked down on me through the crack in the door. I, Lu Zijin, have a good way of making money, how could I do such an evil thing as robbery?" He came closer. Some of them sent a message: "Old turtle, how about we join forces to do business with the old ghost at the bottom of the canyon? It's a business that will make a profit without losing any money."
Turtle was not interested in doing business, so he sent a message: "Don't cause trouble, aren't you worried that we can't get out?"
"Hey, what's there to worry about? If the sky falls, Guanzhu and You Lao are responsible for it. They are full of ideas... What are we worrying about? Hey, do you want to get rich? Opportunities are rare. If it weren't for Xiao Ni'er is asleep, and such good things are not yet your turn."
Lu Zijin was a little dissatisfied, and the old turtle was not happy at all.
Thinking about collaborating to do business with Xiao Ni'er, who is so heroic and loves money as much as his life, it is so satisfying to hit it off right away.
"Tell me what to do first?"
Guifang glanced at Zhang Guanzhu and Xuying who were sending messages to discuss the matter. He remained cautious and did not agree at all. He didn't want to do any business at all, he just wanted to escape this old life and live longer. As time goes by, he feels more and more that he has not lived enough.
"Let me tell you carefully, there are many types of business, including taking advantage of others by taking advantage of others' danger, and adding insult to injury. What we want to do is to provide help in times of need, and it is a unique business..." Lu Zijin showed off the business experience he learned. , I was so excited that I was foaming at the mouth.
About half an hour later, Chen Qingqiao flew alone from the bottom of the canyon below.
The flickering black light at the foot of the mountain has long since disappeared. The cottages and caves where people live have dim lights and muffled sounds. In the darkness, the entire silent mountain seems to come alive, with the chirping of night insects.
"My previous life was called Fu Quan, and I was a monk in the Yanyuan Secret Realm. About nine hundred years ago, Taoist Master Mo Shu discovered that there was an irreversible problem in the secret realm. He summoned the top masters in the secret realm to find a solution and discussed it. In the end, I decided to awaken the guardian of the passage, the weapon spirit of the Wanzhuan Corridor, at all costs."
Chen Qingqiao tells a story full of twists and turns in the small world created by Zhang Guanzhu.
More than five thousand years ago, the Yanyuan Secret Realm sank to the bottom of the sea along with the Canngling Continent. The Wanzhuan Corridor connecting the entrance and exit of the secret realm was damaged, and the artifact spirits fell into a deep sleep. Thousands of mortals living in the secret realm were affected by natural disasters and suffered heavy casualties. The passage from the secret realm to the outside world was cut off, causing the monks to almost go crazy and remain in chaos for a while.
Later, Shuling Mountain God discovered that he could use methods to transcend the souls of mortals and monks into the underworld to undergo reincarnation. This was considered to be another way for desperate monks to survive, and the chaos gradually subsided.
As a result, the lineage of Shuling Mountain Gods gained the title of Protector.
Nine hundred years ago, Mo Shu discovered that the reincarnation path of the dead souls to the underworld was completely cut off, and that the secret realm was showing signs of collapse. In desperation, he started the cruel method of blood sacrifice to nourish the sleeping artifact spirits. After more than ten years of practice, several One hundred thousand prisoners and mortals died, and the spirit of the weapon that had been sleeping for thousands of years and was almost repaired was awakened.
The weapon spirit is worried that the human beings in the secret realm will leave and the collapse will accelerate after losing popularity. They refuse to open the passage to release the monks and mortals trapped in the secret realm. Instead, they ask for more blood food. After several years of negotiations, the two sides reached an agreement sworn by heaven. The spirit spirit agreed that the secret realm would send three masters to seek help from the outside world through the Wanzhuan Corridor, and the secret realm paid tens of thousands of mortal lives and blood sacrifices for this.
In Chen Qingqiao's previous life, he was the most powerful master among them, with a rank of late fifth level
Cultivation.
The cultivation resources in the secret realm are scarce compared to the outside world, and the spiritual energy is not as good as it is. No one has cultivated to the sixth level for thousands of years.
Three masters entered the Wanzhuan Corridor and were trapped in the darkness by the weapon spirit for more than 170 years. At the end of the spiritual energy surge, the weapon spirit caught the three fallen monks one by one and used illusion magic to erase them. Some memories, and then released the three of them respectively, allowing them to be captured and taken to Duxian Island to fend for themselves, using insidious methods to fulfill their promise.
The mountain gods and monks who were waiting hard in the secret realm could not wait for any response for hundreds of years, until Chen Qingqiao followed his obsession and wanted to enter the secret realm.
After telling the story, there was a long silence in the darkness.
Lu Zijin broke the silence and asked: "Old Chen, who are you now?"
"I am Chen Qingqiao, and I live for myself." Chen Qingqiao said without hesitation. He didn't want to bear the obsession of his previous life, but he was already in a desperate situation. He raised his hands and added, "If I can get rid of the predicament of Yanyuan Secret Realm, please do your best. Help."
Zhang Wenfeng returned the greeting and said with a smile: "We are in the same boat and we will overcome the difficulties together. Don't say polite words to our own people."
You Mengchang sent a message: "Master, in order to survive, the guys in the secret realm are so ruthless that they sacrificed blood to hundreds of thousands of mortals without blinking an eye. We must also guard against them, including Chen Qingqiao, don't do anything for others. Made a wedding dress."
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
No matter how tragic other people's stories are, he still maintains the vigilance in his heart that "it is essential to be on guard against others."
Chatted with Chen Qingqiao for a while, and discussed a charter with You Lao Chuanyin. Just as he was about to fly to the top of the mountain, he sat down with Mo Shu to discuss cooperation matters, when the high-pitched laughter of Qi Ling came from the air. "Fellow Taoist Mo Shu, I have fulfilled my original promise. Fu Quan has reincarnated and brought you external aid. When will the treasures you promised me be fulfilled?"
Mo Shu's emotionless voice came from the top of the mountain: "Fellow Taoist Wan Lan is clever in his calculations, and Mo admires him. When the time comes, Mo will fulfill his promise and give the treasure, and will not be a villain who breaks the promise." "Give me more." You have twenty years, Wan’s patience is limited, and you can’t wait too long.”
Qi Ling put down the deadline and warned: "The little carp I have my eye on, I believe you won't do anything stupid like destroying the city wall."
It would be much easier if we could use human hands to harvest the little carps.
He used the weak water rule fragments to plant the soul-linking secret technique into the little carp, so he would not worry about its soul running away.
Zhang Wenfeng put away the barrier, heyed twice, ignored the cunning weapon spirit that was provoking trouble, and flew towards the top of the mountain.
Guifang, who was lagging behind, hesitated for a moment and said, "Guanzhu Zhang, I don't like the excitement, so I won't go up."
You Mengchang smiled and warned: "Friend Gui Dao, please be safe and don't run too far."
Lu Zijin said "Hey" and saw that the viewer had already flown away. He turned around and saw that the old turtle had also run away. He hurriedly chased towards the top of the mountain. They were not fuel-efficient lamps and it was difficult to do business.
An ancient temple with a long history is built on the stone on the side of the high main peak. On the plaque are several ancient characters in black and gold: Shudun Mountain Temple.
Mo Shu led the four mountain gods, who were wrapped up tightly, and came down from the bluestone steps. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, the four gods are sick and they don't dare to show their faces and scare all distinguished guests. Please forgive me!"
Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and said politely, then walked towards the side hall with greetings.
You Mengchang's voice transmission explained: "The bodies of the four mountain gods did not receive enough incense to support them. Affected by the influence of this world, their cultivation levels were not maintained enough, and they were falling into the ghost path. This kind of pain was too much for them to bear. Already."
The mountain gods who are able to persist to this day were powerful beings hundreds of years ago. It's a pity that the collapse of the secret realm is irreversible, and as the guardian god, he was implicated and suffered a serious crime.
