"Where is Hong Yuanhua?" Mingquan Mountain, in the Mingyue Cave, the majestic and slender Master Wuxiang, with clear cheekbones and fine eyes, but with the fairy light falling from his body, asked towards the bottom of the altar.
A young man in plain clothes and feather robes stood on the jade platform below the altar. Hearing Master Wuxiang's question, he respectfully said: "Back to our ancestors, Yuan Hua seems to have led someone to Yuquan Peak."
"Yuquan Peak? That's where the Mountain God's Mansion set up by Heaven is. What is he doing there?" Master Wu Xiang asked with a gloomy expression.
The young man in the feather robe said: "Returning to my ancestors, there is a spiritual spring under the Yuquan Peak Mountain God's Mansion. Yuanhua said that before Heaven has sent a new mountain god here, he will use that spiritual spring to ripen some elixirs."
"Nonsense." Master Wu Xiang snorted coldly, "Go and call them back."
The young man in the feather robe was a little puzzled: "Ancestor, why are you so cautious? There is only a sixth-grade immortal official on your side, and his Taoism is at the Void Refining Realm at best. So what if he does come? Why should we be afraid of him?"
Master Wu Xiang heard this and reprimanded: "Stupid."
The young man in the feather robe was startled, and then there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart, "Ancestor, why is my grandson so stupid?"
Seeing his unconvinced look, Master Wuxiang suddenly smiled and said: "Does a sixth-grade mountain god only represent himself? No, he also represents heaven. Master Weisheng led 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to station in Luoyan Ling, is eyeing the nine caves in our Xihua Prefecture, and the last mountain god died within the influence of my Mingyue Cave. Do you really dare not go to war with us in Heaven?"
"Isn't it?" the feather-robed boy asked.
Master Wu Xiang looked at the young man in feather robes with bright eyes and said: "If the Jade Emperor is willing, Heaven can turn Beiju Luzhou into a scorched earth at any time, a scorched earth without any grass."
The young man in the feather robe said with some disbelief: "Those 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals have been here for so long but they still dare not propose to enter the sphere of influence of one of my nine-hole demon clan. Why?"
Master Wu Xiang pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know how the Jade Emperor became the co-lord of the three realms?"
The young man in the feather robe said: "Isn't he a born saint? Wasn't he determined by heaven to be the co-lord of the three realms?"
"Don't believe those lies. The Jade Emperor was able to become the co-lord of the three realms because he cultivated step by step." Master Wu Xiang said.
"Cultivation? What to cultivate? Taoism? Magical powers?" The feather-robed boy asked curiously.
Master Wuxiang said: "This is to cultivate merit and go through disasters. Do you know how many years he has been cultivating?"
The young man in the feather robe replied: "Millions of years?"
Master Wu Xiang shook his head.
The young man in feather robes replied again: "One hundred million years?"
Wu Xiangshang still shook his head.
The young man in feather robes' eyes trembled slightly, and he said in a trembling voice: "A billion years?"
Master Wu Xiang no longer shook his head, but smiled slightly and said: "The Jade Emperor first realized the Golden Immortal Taoist Fruit after three thousand kalpas, and after hundreds of millions of kalpas, he began to realize the position of the Jade Emperor. From the Taoist Calamity to the present day, all experiences have Seventy-eight thousand one hundred and twenty-five yuan, a total of one hundred and one trillion years."
The young man in the feather robe took a deep breath and couldn't help but tremble all over.
One hundred billion years, what a terrifying number of time is this? He recalled that he was only one hundred and sixty-three years old.
One hundred and sixty-three years may seem very big, but compared with the time it took the Jade Emperor to attain enlightenment, it is extremely small.
Master Wu Xiang saw his fearful expression and said calmly: "You don't need to be afraid. The Jade Emperor is not the Taoist or Buddha. He cannot leave the heaven easily, let alone start a war at will."
The young man in the feather robe seemed to have regained some of his vitality in his eyes. Hearing this, he asked, "Why?"
Master Wu Xiang said: "The Jade Emperor is the master of the three realms and ten directions, the four births and the six realms, and the co-owner of trillions of creatures in all the heavens and realms. The calamity of the trillions of creatures under the entire heaven is all resolved by the Jade Emperor. You can think of it Think about it, there are probably tens of billions of creatures in Beiju Luzhou, and these creatures will produce a calamity force every day, and there are tens of billions of calamity powers over there. And the higher the Tao, the greater and more calamity powers will be born. You Then expand this number to the four major continents, ten continents and three islands, as well as all the heavens and worlds, and you can understand how much calamity the Jade Emperor needs to bear and resolve. And the calamity caused by a battle between heaven and the demon clan will It will be even more difficult to clarify and resolve the entangled forces for thousands of years, do you understand?"
"The way of heaven determines the position of co-lord of the three realms in order to resolve the tribulation forces that occur all the time between heaven and earth. Because if these tribulation forces cannot be resolved and accumulate between heaven and earth for a long time, they will turn into 'measurable tribulations' if they become large in number. , when the sky breaks and the earth collapses, the heavens collapse, the intensity of a calamity is comparable to the creation of the world all over again, even if you are a Daluo Jinxian, you may turn into ashes at any time during the calamity." Master Wu Xiang said softly.
"Then Ancestor, why do we, the demon race, still fight against the Jade Emperor?" asked the young man in feather robes.
Master Wu Xiang smiled and said: "You are wrong. We monsters are just competing for luck. You can say that we sometimes fight against Heaven, but we do not fight against the Jade Emperor."
After hearing this, the young man in the feather robe felt his heart suddenly brighten up, and many things that he couldn't understand suddenly became clear.
"I understand, kid." The young man in feather robe cupped his fists and said, "Ancestor, I will go and call Yuan Hua and the others back."
Seeing that he understood, Master Wuxiang nodded and said, "You must remember that although Mingyue Cave is at the forefront of the battle with Heaven, there are some things we should do and some things we should not do. This must be understood."
Finally, Master Wuxiang said something to the young man in feather robes that made him shiver: "Do you also think that the last mountain god was killed by my ancestor?"
"Remember, although the Jiudongs are all fellow demon clan members in name, they all have the word 'profit' in front of them. Those heavenly officials in Luoyan Ridge can see it more clearly than you. The four-eyed demon king is here Where? Where is it hidden in one of the nine caves? I don’t know, ancestor, and neither do the immortal officials, but someone must know, so...do you know?" After Master Wuxiang finished speaking, he Holding the hand-kneading technique, he sat in meditation and ignored the astonished young man in feather robe below.
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A figure moved from far to near, slowly landing in the forest of Yuquan Peak.
Fang Jian straightened his clothes, then raised his head to look at where his divine palace was, but he immediately frowned.
Because he didn't want to be too ostentatious, he asked Luan Yusi's guard of honor to return to the heaven when he arrived at Luoyan Ridge, and he rushed towards the Yuquan Peak Mountain Divine Mansion alone.
But I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived at the Yuquan Peak, I sensed a powerful demonic energy hovering on the Yuquan Peak.
Fang Jian looked toward the temple where the Mountain God's Mansion was located, and saw that the source of the strong evil aura was the Mountain God's Temple. Fang Jian said in a solemn voice: "How brave! How dare any evildoer occupy the temple!"
After saying that, Fang Jian used the magic technique and turned into an afterimage and headed towards the temple.
Just a moment later, Fang Jian stopped outside the temple, only to see that the place was bustling with people. Hundreds of strange-looking little demons were walking around the temple carrying various pots and pots, and carrying large and small medicine baskets and dustpans on their backs. Going in and out of the temple.
At this time, a little demon noticed Fang Jian, and immediately came up and said, "What are you doing? Why don't you go down the mountain to carry the fairy grass to ripen it!"
As soon as the little demon finished speaking, he immediately noticed the difference in Fang Jian. He had no characteristics of a beast after transforming into a beast, and there was no demonic aura.
"You...who are you?!" the little demon screamed, and then shouted loudly: "There are human monks! There are human monks."
At this moment, the hundreds of monsters around them all gathered around, picked up their weapons, and approached Fang Jian, shouting: "Get out of Yuquan Peak quickly, or I will skin you and stew you!"
Fang Jian looked at these monsters who were not at the level of the Xuan Refining Realm. He raised his hand and pinched the Immortal Jue of Xiao Ming Feng Lei and yelled: "Xiao Ming Feng Lei, edict!"
"Boom!"
There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and then the wind and thunder crashed down. In an instant, hundreds of little demons were chopped to pieces, and they fell to the ground twitching.
Fang Jian smelled the strong smell of burnt meat in the air and walked towards the main entrance of the mountain temple without changing his expression.
Suddenly, a demonic light flashed in the mountain temple, and then a tall wooden statue smashed towards Fang Jian with a violent sound of wind.
Fang Jian raised his hand and sent out a barbarian thunderbolt to hit the wooden statue. However, he didn't expect that the moment the bucket-thick thunder struck the wooden statue, Fang Jian opened his mouth and said "Ouch!", followed by a loud burst of thunder. Trembling, his whole body was numb from being struck.
"Holy shit, it's a mountain god statue!" Fang Jian's body was emitting lightning and white smoke. The barbaric thunder he just struck with the social order was like hitting himself, but fortunately it was his own magic, which did not cause much damage, and the thunder on his body The chopping state was quickly dispelled by Qingxia Jade Dou Qilin Robe.
Fang Jian looked at the mountain god statue that fell to the ground and was split in half by She Ling's wild lightning. His face was filled with shock and anger, and his heart was filled with embarrassment and anger.
"Where did the birdman come from? Didn't you see that the Mingyue Cave Monster Clan is working here?!" A monster with a fleshy face and beard, a majestic body, and more than two meters tall walked out.
Fang Jian raised his head and glanced at the demon. It turned out to be a Nascent Soul Realm Taoist. The demon glanced at Fang Jian first, and then said disdainfully: "It turns out to be just a minor character in the God Refining Realm."
After saying that, he glanced at the mountain god statue that was split in half on the ground, and then spat directly: "What a broken mountain god, it's just that you don't live long, you don't even have to smash the statue!"
