"Am I already dead? How come I'm alive again?" Li Xiuyuan looked at his smooth chest, puzzled.
Yesterday, his chest was obviously pierced by a zombie sneak attack. In his opinion, that was a certain death.
Just took a nap and came back to life?
Just as he was about to call out, the old Taoist priest's cold voice came from the divine sea.
"Xiao Long'er and Long Hongchen have changed... From now on, they will no longer have to go to Shenlong Continent... I will bear the consequences of this matter for you... "
"Practice here with peace of mind, and polish your Phoenix Nirvana body under this abyss. It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself..."
"The flow of time in Xuanwu Continent is the same as that in the wild world. Ten years here is one year in your Shura Heaven Realm. You still have time, so don't worry..."
"Oh, I was afraid that you would have no use for the sword, so I threw out your reincarnation sword and iron piano... Don't come to me if you have anything to do in the future. I am too far away from here... Then don't do it if you have anything to do. Find me, let’s go!”
This was just a message from the old Taoist priest. It didn't give him a chance to ask questions at all, and it didn't even tell him how to cultivate the star body.
I was just afraid that he wouldn't be able to defeat those zombies, so I took out the Samsara Sword from the Jade Disc space for him.
There is also the iron piano that I miss so much.
"Why don't you bring me some jars of wine?"
Li Xiuyuan stretched out his hand to touch his chest and shouted in a low voice.
As he reached out, he took out the Samsara Sword that had not been used for a long time from the space ring. It was an iron sword that was full of rust and no one could understand it!
Why not give yourself the Shura Sword? Is it possible that Master is afraid of being too public?
What made him most happy was not that he was resurrected from the dead, but that the master finally took Xiao Long'er and Long Hongchen away.
Listening to the master's words, the two little guys have had an adventure. In the future, there is no need to go to the Hualong Pond at Shenlong Dadou to complete the final evolution?
This was a big thing accomplished for him. Just this incident made him have a drink to celebrate.
He took a deep breath and gently kneaded his whole body until he was sure that he was back to normal, then he got up from the ground.
Putting away the sword of reincarnation, he looked up and saw that the rising sun was rising and a new day had begun.
With the Samsara Sword, if you encounter danger on the Xuanwu steep slope, you will finally have a sword that you can use, and you will no longer have to worry about being chased by zombies under the abyss.
With the iron harp, you can learn more advanced harp skills from your master when you are free.
After all, in his world, he has never encountered a being who can be called a piano fairy or a piano demon.
Looking around the bamboo peak, I felt refreshed. I washed myself in the mountain spring and put on clean clothes.
It took half an hour to chop wood, light a fire, and cook.
After finishing making a pot of spiritual tea, I thought about some of the things I would face next.
The master does not allow himself to mess around in search of divine fire, but wants him to cultivate the Phoenix Nirvana body to the ninth level under this abyss. Then the master must have his reasons.
Is it possible that he is immortal on top of the Bamboo Peak?
Or should I say that I am protected by the gods here, or that I am protected by the stars in the sky?
Otherwise, if he had already fallen under the abyss, why would he be sent back to the top of Zhufeng in the blink of an eye?
Regarding the two missing peaks of Tianyun Mountain, he had some understanding in his dream. Next, he would go to the foot of the mountain to ask his teacher Meng Shentong.
What happened in Xuanwu Continent and Tianyun Mountain back then?
...
At noon, the monks who were reading in the library left one after another, leaving only the old man lying on a chair in the huge place to pass the time.
Li Xiuyuan shouted before he even entered the door. The old man was so surprised that he sat up and looked at him and said with a smile, "It's so good. How about you come down and see me?"
"Teacher, where is Ping An? I walked around and didn't see him."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the old man and asked, sitting at the table and lighting the stove to boil water.
The older man said with a faint smile: "The headmaster is taking your master, Yao Zun, Wang Qiang and Ping'an, as well as some elders and disciples to Loulan City."
"Loulan City...where are you going?"
While cleaning the tea sets, Li Xiuyuan asked: "Why did my master also go with me? No wonder I didn't see her when I came down the mountain."
"What else are you doing? The headmaster has arranged for Wang Qiang to get married. I don't understand. Wang Qiang is so young, and the headmaster is anxious to get him a wife and have children. Do we still need to practice?"
Meng Shentong sat up, walked to the table, sat down, and started chatting with Li Xiuyuan.
"Senior Brother Wang Cheng is getting married? This is considered a major event for the sect. No wonder my master and Yao Zun have to go there in person."
Li Xiuyuan laughed: "Now Ping'an can have fun in Loulan City... If I had known, I would have gone with him."
Meng Shentong was startled, and then scolded: "You are staying in the mountain to practice well, why are you joining in the fun? You want to play, I will take you to Loulan City for a walk when it snows... "
After speaking, he stretched out his right hand out of habit and pinched Li Xiuyuan's little hand to feel for his pulse.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. After a closer look, even the old man was startled. He looked at him and asked blankly: "What weird thing happened to you on the mountain again? Why is this pulse getting more and more wrong?"
What the old man didn't say clearly was that Li Xiuyuan's pulse at this time was no longer like that of the Tianyun Mountain monks. He had a solid and strong pulse.
Instead, it has become an indistinct, almost uncontrollable pulse, just like... just like the starlight in the night sky, it disappears and appears. When you want to see it clearly, it has already hidden. among the clouds
The old man had never seen such a situation before, so he became a little confused.
Then he thought about the time when he first cultivated the power of stars, and was finally shocked. His disciple wouldn't be able to attract stars into his body overnight, right?
Li Xiuyuan didn't know what he was thinking, but said quietly: "Teacher, my disciple died once yesterday!"
Without waiting for the old man to look stunned, he went on to tell the strange things that had happened one by one. It took him half an hour to talk about it. By the time he finished speaking, it was already ten o'clock in the afternoon.
"The two missing peaks have long since disappeared in the long river of history... I still don't understand how I survived, and by the way, I gave that guy my heart... .”
Having said this, Li Xiuyuan felt a pain in his chest again, and couldn't help but bend his body, as if he had been struck by a zombie's palm.
Having said this, Meng Shentong couldn't help but let Li Xiuyuan take off his gown, checked the front and back of his body, and then started to tremble.
"If another person had said this, I would never believe it!"
The old man sighed leisurely and said: "It seems that that ghost place is a treasured place for your cultivation. If it had been anyone else, I'm afraid you would have been dead."
That was not what Li Xiuyuan wanted to ask. Instead, while adding some spiritual tea to the old man, he asked: "Teacher, where did the aliens I saw in my dream come from? Could they be from another planet?"
The old man was stunned when he heard it. He lowered his head and thought for a long time. It was not until a long time passed that he replied: "About the alien race, that is just a way of saying that they are naturally from the Xuanwu Continent."
"Since we are in the same world, why did a war happen? Could it be that there is a treasure in Tianyun Mountain?"
In Li Xiuyuan's view, even the southern Xinjiang grassland army and the North Sea invading army were not called foreigners by the first generation.
The old man sighed, got up, went to find a volume on the bookshelf, opened it, turned to a page of the map of Xuanwu Continent, pointed to a certain place on it, and tapped the table gently.
"This is the far north of the Xuanwu Continent. The Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains there are covered with snow all year round. There is a special ethnic group living behind the Snow Mountains..."
As if recalling some fragments of memories in the long river of time, the old man couldn't help but sigh quietly.
Li Xiuyuan was startled, looked at him and asked, "Are those snowmen the aliens from thousands of years ago? Are the zombies under the abyss also the ghosts of the aliens?"
The old man thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Yes or no, the Daxue Mountain was not the Daxue Mountain a thousand years ago... That year a disaster broke out where they were, a huge volcano erupted, and they had to leave. Rural background..."
It took another half an hour for the old man to tell the truth that he had only realized after a thousand years.
However, in order to avoid being swallowed by the volcano, the people in the north had to leave the Snowy Mountains and go to Tianyun Mountain in the Wilderness Mountains to find a place to stay.
However, due to poor communication with the monks from Loulan and Tianyun Mountain, an earth-shattering battle broke out between the two sides.
That battle was close to wiping out the monks in Loulan and Tianyun Mountains, and it was also close to wiping out the entire clan in the Snowy Mountains.
After the volcano erupted, there were snow-capped mountains stretching for 100,000 miles in the far north, and these surviving Snow Tribe people returned to their hometowns...
"This is a joke played by Heaven and monks from two different ethnic groups, but it almost caused both parties to be wiped out..."
The old man remained silent for who knows how many years, and finally told the young man in front of him what was on his mind.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, thinking that this was supposed to be a natural disaster, but in the end it turned into a man-made disaster. What kind of world has this become?
So, neither side is right or wrong?
"What about the zombies under this abyss? What about the seven dead ones? What about the two peaks and the two halls that have disappeared forever? Are they gone?"
It wasn't until this moment that he remembered that in the end, he couldn't find a place to vent his anger.
The old man shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Don't ask me about this. If you have the ability, go over the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains and ask the descendants of the Snow Clan living behind the mountains if they want revenge."
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he immediately laughed, looked at the old man and said, "After I communicate with Qixing, I have to find time to go to the Snowy Mountains..."
In his opinion, when he was in the Five Domains, he took Xia Wutong and Nangong Ruyu across the Shiwan Tianshan Mountains.
He is much more powerful now than he was then.
The old man was amused, looked at him and said with a smile: "If that day comes, I will take Ping'an with you and go to the back of the Snowy Mountains with you to see... After thousands of years, has it become a paradise? ."
After an old man and a young man drank two courses of tea, Li Xiuyuan finally gave up on digging out the truth from a thousand years ago.
Instead, he murmured and asked: "Teacher, why does the Bamboo Peak lead to the endless abyss of Tianguang Peak... Do I still want to conquer those zombies?"
Because the old Taoist priest left him a message saying that the zombies under the abyss were the best place for him to practice Phoenix Nirvana.
"Those guys have long been unconscious and have been suppressed under the abyss for thousands of years without being able to escape... It's a good thing that you can help them escape..."
When the old man said this, he looked at him and smiled: "Do you want me to use your master's fairy sword? I'm afraid that the iron sword in your hand can't cut down these thousand-year-old zombies!"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "No need, the disciple has his own sword!"
Thinking about what the old Taoist priest said, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but said: "Teacher, the disciple may set up a magic circle on the mountain, and it may not be possible to get down the mountain for ten and a half days..."
In his opinion, if he achieves nirvana again, he doesn't know how many days it will take.
He didn't want his teacher and master to worry about him, and he was even more afraid that Ping An would discover his strange condition later.
If people knew that at the age of twelve he was about to reach Nirvana and transcend the tribulation, the headmaster would have to come and find out.
