According to legend, from the day when heaven and earth separated, starting from the clouds, the sky was divided into one to nine heavens.
The nine heavens were built one after another, one level higher than the other. It is said that some strong men from the human race ten thousand years ago. After experiencing the ancient decisive battle that has been passed down for thousands of years, the few survivors established their own heaven on the sky. Sect and training dojo. The higher the cultivation level, the higher the dojo.
For thousands of years, those who have attained the Tao through cultivation have been able to travel around the world under the third heaven, transcending the limitations of the land. And above the third level of heaven are the locations of several of the top immortal cultivating sects in the world.
Not to mention the huge spiritual pressure on the third level of the sky, which makes it impossible for people to break through the boundary. Even if Yamazawa Yexiu is lucky enough to accidentally enter it, the gatekeeper guarding the sect will be blocked on the spot without any explanation. kill.
During these thousands of years of monastic life, these top sects have become more and more distant from the world and are not concerned with worldly affairs. No matter how hard the ordinary sects and Shanze Yexiu under the sky tried, they ignored them.
It's okay on the mountain, but the ordinary people below the mountain are oppressed by these monastic sects and are miserable. Therefore, during the long period of oppression, a group of strong warriors emerged among the people who became saints with their bodies and proved their Taoism with their martial arts. They relied on their strong bodies and superb fists and kicks to fight against the immortal sects on the mountain and gain some respite for the ordinary people. Opportunity.
Naturally, the monks on the mountain, who had always been aloof, could not tolerate the resistance of this group of worldly "ants", so they suppressed them even more intensely. The struggle between the two forces lasted for thousands of years without stopping. In the end, both sides were exhausted mentally and physically, and had to send representatives to negotiate peace in exchange for a short rest.
Although it was a temporary truce, the people on the mountain never gave up their control over Yamashita. The so-called truce and peace talks were just to wait for the opportunity to launch a fatal battle against Yamashita. The people at the foot of the mountain are naturally aware of this, but they also need time to recuperate in order to cultivate more strong warriors to deal with the next war.
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Above the sky, there is nine heavens.
A middle-aged man wearing a light yellow gown sat in a cloud, yawning, holding a green wine bottle in his left hand, taking a sip from time to time, and looking around boredly.
After counting for a while, a few white clouds drifted across the sky. What shape they were probably. The man probably felt a little bored, so he changed his position and sat on the edge of the clouds, hanging his legs naturally, looking down at the world. At this point, the clouds parted to the side, and the man's field of vision soon broadened.
Suddenly, the man said softly "Hey" and his eyes stopped somewhere in the world. It was an extremely broad mountain range. The mountain range stretched horizontally for thousands of miles, and there were about a dozen peaks distributed among them. The highest peak among them even missed the edge of the first layer of the sky by a hair.
The last time I had nothing to do and looked down at the world, it seemed like it was only a hundred years old? Why have I never seen this mountain range? In just a hundred years, it is impossible for such a tall mountain to be formed even if the landform evolves.
The man's index finger tapped the body of the wine pot carelessly. After thinking for a moment, he made a secret with one hand and used some kind of secret deduction technique passed down from ancient times.
If this secret technique were to be used by ordinary people, not only would the altar and sacrifices need to be arranged early, but the weather would also need to be selected based on the movement of the stars. It would take dozens or even a hundred days to get the deduced results. Regardless of whether the derived results are true or not, at least a hundred years of Taoism will be lost. But at this time, the man used it casually, and even understood the result in just a few breaths.
"It turns out that the place of rebirth was chosen in the human world. I wonder why I haven't found any trace of you in the sky for thousands of years." The man looked a little solemn, but soon chuckled, "It's just that the human world can Are you safe? Do you think that the people you created with your own hands can protect your former supreme being?"
"Maybe we think that once we are high in the clouds, we will completely stay away from the world." Next to the middle-aged man, a Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian shirt and dressed like a scholar suddenly appeared beside him. Although the Confucian clothes on his body were washed a little white, there was no sense of poverty in the Confucian scholar.
Glancing at the visitor, the man quickly put away the wine bottle in his hand, with an alert look on his face: "I don't say hello every time I come up. Master Tangtang, I don't even know how much of my treasured Baihua Brew has been stolen by you." ”
The Confucian scholar looked serious and said, "We scholars never do such sneaky things. Please don't frame these accusations without evidence on me. I will never admit it."
"Oh, I have collected all the remaining Baihua Brew with me a few days ago. If anyone wants to drink secretly in the future, they will have to fight with me first. If they win, you can take as much as you want." Rolled his eyes.
"Are you judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart? Does the Palace Master of Tianyan Palace, who is sitting alone in the ninth heaven, only have this much magnanimity?"
"I always guard against gentlemen and villains."
If there were other people around, even if they saw it, they wouldn't be able to believe that the two strongest men in the sky were staring at each other like two rogues.
In the end, the Confucian scholar took a step back and snorted coldly, "A gentleman is too polite to argue and won't argue with you."
"If you can't beat me, you can't beat me. It's a good excuse." The middle-aged man stood up. He was about to roll up his sleeves when he saw the Confucian scholar's eyes. He quickly pointed to the broad mountain range and changed the subject: "Are you early?" You will discover the place chosen by the One to be reborn.”
The Confucian scholar rolled his eyes, but still replied: "Your Tianyan Palace has stood too high over the years, but what you can see is getting closer and closer. You, the palace master, are free to look at me in the human world today." They all felt a little strange.
Although our Confucian family is high in the eighth heaven, our disciples have been wandering around the world in order to teach and learn karma and resolve doubts. It is not difficult to find such a strange mountain suddenly appearing in a hundred years. "
"Since we have discovered his existence a long time ago, why not just let him fall again while he is still in the incubation period? Let him grow until now." The man looked at the mountain peak that was about to touch the first level of the sky and frowned.
"Palace Master Changsun has great magic skills, why don't you do your own calculations?" The Confucian scholar said with an expressionless face.
"What's the point?" The man sneered, but he still made a secret and deduced it carefully. But soon, his expression changed and he said solemnly: "He is no longer in the mountain?"
The Confucian scholar nodded and said: "What a trick to hide the truth from the sky. As early as ten thousand years ago, he had arranged his escape route very well before his death. Now that mountain is just a deception to deceive us. His true body is only I’m afraid he has been wandering around the world for many years.”
"Confucian disciples are scattered all over the world. You should have sent people to find out where they are."
"That's true, but no one knows whether he is old or young, fat or thin. Even if we send people out, they will only find a needle in a haystack and gain nothing."
The man was silent for a while and speculated, "One thing should be certain. He should be just an ordinary mortal now. If he has awakened a trace of that ancient divine power, I will be able to sense it no matter how well he hides it.
He and I are of the same origin. "
"If this is the case, then we still have a chance to find him before he awakens. This time we must let him fall completely." The Confucian scholar said coldly: "Whether it is on earth or in heaven, no such thing as a 'god' is allowed to exist. The existence of things.”
"I'm going to see that Taoist priest. He has been in the world for so long these years that he has almost forgotten that he is still a Taoist master." Before the man could answer, the Confucian scholar disappeared as quietly as he came. sound.
The man once again set his sights on the lower world. There was one thing he did not tell the Confucian scholar. There was another thing he had deduced just now, but the process of deducing the result of that matter was so fast that he himself did not expect it, because the derivation was The result is that there is no result. This was the first time in ten thousand years that he had failed.
As the only master of the Nine Heavens, man is undoubtedly the strongest person in the sky. In the legend passed down from ancient times, man is the only winner in that war. He personally separated the man who was born at the beginning of the separation of heaven and earth. The existence fell to the world, and used supreme supernatural power to suppress some of that person's belongings at the top of the North Pole, the Guixu of the South China Sea, the Eye of the Desert, the top of the East Mountain and the Tianyan Palace in the Nine Heavens.
After the war, although the man was on the verge of death, he unexpectedly stood up and made further progress on the road. A man who has long been accustomed to being able to control the laws of movement of all things in the world, today's third failure in deriving magic was the first time in ten thousand years that it made him feel unexplainably uncomfortable.
The man pondered for a while, then waved gently into the void, and a young man in white appeared in front of him.
The young man was in his late teens, with long hair tied casually behind his back, making his sleepy face look a little lazy. It seemed that he had just woken up, and the young man was not used to the sun not far away, so he stretched out his slender fingers and raised them in the air. Countless clouds quickly moved to the young man's side to block the dazzling sunlight.
Although it is still a little bright, it is barely acceptable.
"Disciple pays homage to Master." The young man lowered his head and clasped his fists.
The man looked at the youngest and most beloved closed disciple in front of him, and said with a smile: "Why did you sleep till the end of the night? What are you doing when you don't sleep at night?"
"Returning to Master, I have recently discovered that the essence of moon soul is of great benefit to my practice. Therefore, I have been practicing hard every night these days, hoping to follow the footsteps of my master and fellow seniors as soon as possible." The boy's face was not red, his heart was not beating.
The man rolled his eyes and cursed with a smile: "I haven't shown any improvement in my cultivation, but I am getting better at nonsense."
The young man touched his head and said with an embarrassed smile: "Sure enough, I can no longer fool Master now."
"Ziqing, how long have you been practicing with my master?" the man suddenly asked.
The young man was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and said: "This disciple followed his master to enter the Tianyan Palace to practice at the age of seven. Now, thirteen years have passed."
The man nodded slightly, "Thirteen years in the mortal world may have undergone earth-shaking changes in a person's life, from boyhood to adulthood, from being alone to starting a family.
But for people like me and other people in the mountains, thirteen years has just passed by in the blink of an eye.
