"Qingyuan Temple? Senior Brother Wei, this is the mysterious 'Yiguan' at the head of the super sect."
Chang Siguo withdrew his gaze and turned his head to ask Wei Weigong, who was smiling beside him. Since the other party brought him here specially, some secrets were no longer secrets.
Wei Weigong nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, this mountain of bones was famous twenty thousand years ago. In the entire Qingyuan world, no matter whether it is a cultivator or a wild relic, no one knows about it. The mountain is full of withered bones. , that is, all the strong people who disobey discipline will stay."
Chang Siguo swallowed. He didn't expect that the good old Taoist Mingyuan had such a cruel side.
In his impression, the old man is good at calculation and easy to talk, and he is an elder who uses his brain more than his hands.
And listening to the resentment between Niu Chi and King Shentu Wu, it seems to be the case.
Wei Weigong straightened his robes, smoothed his meticulous bun, bowed before the fallen black door, and said, "Let's go in and pay homage to the Master of Qingyuan Temple."
Chang Siguo also straightened his robe and followed Wei Weigong.
Go up the steps and push open the black door. There are two stone statues in the main hall, which are more than ten feet high. On the left is a man with golden armor and a sword. He has a full beard and a ferocious expression. He glares at the door. Chang Si looks away too quickly, not daring to talk to him. They looked at each other for too long, and their evil aura was too strong.
The statue on the right is an old Taoist. He is wearing a loose Taoist robe, has an immortal air, and looks harmless to humans and animals.
Following Wei Weigong's example, he first knelt down and saluted on the broken futon in front of the ferocious statue on the left, and then worshiped the old Taoist statue on the right.
The floor was badly worn, but it was spotless. It seemed that the senior brother had been sweeping it frequently.
After a while, the two people exited the main hall of the Taoist temple without staying or talking any longer. When they closed the door and came out, the sturdy man standing on the ground greeted him: "Junior brother!"
Chang Siguo raised his hand and corrected: "Senior Brother, you should call me Junior Brother Chang."
I don’t want to have an old friendship with you, it’s too terrible.
The stout man didn't take it seriously and said, "You're calling me my junior brother to be friendly, Old Wei, don't you think so?"
Wei Weigong didn't want to be serious with his mentally ill elder brother, and said with a smile: "You can call me whatever you want, whatever you like, elder brother."
The sturdy man grinned and said: "When we get to Skeleton Mountain, little junior brother, please stay a little longer so that we two brothers can get close and chat. Apart from a few dead things, there are not even half a living person left on the mountain. Life is hard." Then he waved to Wei Weigong and said, "Okay, Old Wei, the people have arrived. You have to pay your respects to the Taoist temple. Let's go. Don't stay here."
They are treated clearly differently and don't give any face at all.
Chang Siguo didn't want to stay in this weird place with such a weird man.
He said nothing and looked at Wei Weigong, implying that Senior Brother Wei was the only one who followed suit.
This move made Wei Weigong very satisfied, and he said to the unreasonable senior brother: "Well, I have brought Junior Brother Chang back, and I have to go back and hold a promotion banquet for Junior Brother Chang. It is not the way to entertain guests if he is not here."
The stout man laughed and scolded: "Wei Laowu, you are cheating on me, aren't you? What's so easy about a promotion banquet?" Turning around and walking towards the hillside on the right, Wei Weigong smiled and motioned for Chang Siguo to follow him. It’s getting harder and harder for senior brother to eat and drink here.
Turn around the hillside and go down.
Chang Siguo looked around from a high place, but he didn't notice that before entering the clouds and mist on the island, there were many ethereal pavilions and palaces that resembled fairyland. Apart from skeletons, there wasn't even a weed. It was very desolate, with an occasional protruding piece. The boulder was also covered with dark brown mottled blood.
He guessed that those were external illusions. This suspended island was filled with a strange atmosphere.
After walking for a while, the senior brother stopped on a huge bluish-gray rock without any bones covering it, and said, "It depends on your luck today. Whatever you catch, you can serve it to the guests." He waved and took out a green bamboo pole that was two fingers thick. It is long, with a translucent silk thread wrapped around it. At the end of the thread is a fishhook that looks like a small flying sword. After straightening out the thread, the senior brother throws the unbaited fishhook forward.
Chang Siguo followed Wei Weigong and stood on the rock. There was a cliff below. The fishhook fell into the clouds and mist of unknown depth, and the silk thread stretched diagonally straight.
Wei Weigong signaled to be quiet and not to disturb the senior brother who was fishing for a rare moment of generosity. He sent a message: "In ancient times, there were not only six domains in the Qingyuan world, but fifteen domains. Twenty to thirty thousand years ago, a great event occurred in the Qingyuan world. In the chaos, countless races and god-cultivation masters fought, and the melee continued. At that time, the human race was weak and had insufficient innate cultivation qualifications. It was pitiful to survive in the cracks. "
"Thousands of years of melee fighting, red-eyed masters, those who have the ability to penetrate the heaven and the earth. It is said that there are powerful people who can open up the cave at the peak of the seventh-level god cultivation realm, and have sunk many land areas. The fate of the human race is in danger, and later came out He created a powerful character, the sword-wielding senior we just worshiped. The enemy gave him a name named Tongsha Taoist, and he held the sword to protect the human race in several areas."
"The mountain of bones under our feet is the treasure of the cave that Taoist Tongslay sacrificed. He has a junior brother, the other statue we worshiped just now, named Mingyuan. Taoist Master Mingyuan assists Taoist Tongslay, and He Zonglian He conquered parts of the Monster Tribe, the Dark Spirit Tribe, and the Sea Monster Tribe, and integrated the human race masters. By improving the techniques and using the trophies and natural treasures obtained from beheadings, he quickly cultivated countless human race masters and wiped out countless races. Ended the chaos in the Qingyuan world."
"You should know something about what happened later. Taoist Tongsha worked with many masters to break through the upper realm and expelled all the remaining masters from the Qingyuan Realm. Those who disobeyed within the human and demon tribes should be suppressed. Suppress and kill those who deserve to be killed, resolutely and without mercy."
Chang thought about the fact that the secret passage was like this, which meant that Taoist Yuan, a talker, could not have such great killing power. It turned out that it was the Taoist Tong who was responsible for killing him. The message asked: "Was Niu Chi suppressed because of his disobedience? "
"This is not very clear. It is said that Taoist Priest Miyuan used some disgraceful means to deceive many masters of the human race and the demon race... For the sake of His Majesty, there is no need to go into detail."
Wei Weigong changed the subject at the right time and said: "The dragon fishing rod in the hands of the senior brother is a treasure left behind. This mountain of bones is also guarded by the senior brother and patrols the sea outside the six areas of Qingyuan. If there are those failed races If any sin descendants dare to cross the other half of the Qingyuan Realm and reach the territory of the human race or the demon race, they will be hunted down and killed immediately."
After talking so much in a long speech, I suddenly heard the senior brother shouting: "Haha, you are lucky today. A willing prey will take the bait so quickly. Get up!"
The eldest brother struggled with his arms and pulled the fishing rod hard.
The thin silk thread became more and more transparent, swinging vigorously to the left, right and front. It was obvious that the hooked prey was struggling hard.
The thread was slowly wound around the bamboo pole. After a long while, I saw a weird golden-striped giant shrimp with a face like a dragon's head, very ferocious, dragged up from the depths of the clouds below.
Wei Wei congratulated: "It's a golden lobster, it's a blessing to eat."
Just as he was talking, a golden light popped out from the clouds and shot toward the senior brother who was fishing.
"Ha, you dare to bring good things to your doorstep? Then I'll accept it."
The senior brother waved the bamboo pole around, and the thin transparent silk thread was very light and wrapped around the golden lobster that was attacking from the other end. He flicked his arms and made two "pop" sounds.
The two big guys who were kings and hegemons in the sea fell straight among the skeletons. After only a few struggles, they became weaker and weaker like fish out of water.
"Old Wei, pick up the prey and let's go, let's have a big meal today!"
"Okay!"
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