One day three thousand years ago, scarlet blood suddenly filled the sky.
The boundless rain of blood soaked the white clouds and spread endlessly in the sky.
The dragons and phoenixes howled, the beasts screamed, the sun was extremely dark, and the world seemed to be cast in a shadow.
"Slay dragons and phoenixes, kill all the ancient monsters in the world!"
There was almost crazy laughter that resounded throughout the world and made all living beings tremble.
"Now, it's our time..."
Even in the remote Beishan Mountains, one could hear the sound of laughter. For a moment, the vegetation trembled and all the animals were frightened.
A piece of arrow bamboo stood silently on the top of the mountain, looking at the bloody sky, feeling uneasy.
"You still lost."
The world is in chaos, but Zhu An has always stayed out of it, never getting involved, and just practicing silently.
After all, he is a bamboo, does not belong to any faction, and lives in seclusion in the mountains, so he does not need to participate in this cruel life-and-death struggle.
However, his free and easy friend, the Iron-eating King, was unable to escape the murderous situation because his race belonged to one of the ancient demons.
Now it seems that the situation is in danger.
When they met for the last time, Zhu An and the Iron-Eating King had actually anticipated the outcome.
Today, what was just an expected scene became a reality.
"Seek kindness and gain kindness..."
The breeze disturbs the leaves all over the mountain, like a sigh, full of complex emotions.
Although I had known this for a long time, why was it still a little sad when I witnessed it with my own eyes?
Perhaps, I feel that I will never have such friends again.
Zhu An looked at the spring water halfway up the mountain. The smell of wine was overflowing there, and the wind carried a mellow fragrance. Even the sparrows on the tree were drunk, lying on the branches and sleeping soundly.
He brewed a new batch of bamboo tube wine, but at the moment, he felt like he couldn't use it anymore.
He waved the branches and leaves, planning to destroy them.
Suddenly there were messy footsteps, and a stumbling black and white figure ran over from a distance.
This is a dying iron-eating beast, with no part of its fur intact, wounds all over its body, and broken bones. It could die at any time, but it managed to get here.
It faced the direction of Beishan, knelt down on the ground, and said sadly:
"Senior in the mountains, the ancestor of our clan died in battle."
"The ancestor protected us and fought hard without retreating. We encountered the third emperor under the Demon Ancestor..."
The mountain was silent, and Zhu Anjing listened quietly without making a sound.
Although that old friend is already a quasi-emperor, and holding the treasures he gave as a gift, he can be said to be invincible under the imperial realm.
But in the face of the true imperial realm, if you fight to the death and refuse to retreat, you will inevitably end up defeated.
"It's still because I'm not strong enough. If your cultivation level is high enough, you may not be able to escape unscathed even if you face a catastrophe."
Zhu An took this as a warning and decided to continue living in seclusion. He would never leave the mountain until he was invincible in the world.
However, only the King of Iron Eaters knew about his hiding place in Beishan. His old friend was very loyal and had always kept the secret. Why did he suddenly tell this descendant before he died?
At the foot of the mountain, the iron-eating beast coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. Realizing that time was running out, he hurriedly said:
"The ancestor asked me to bring a message to the seniors - there is a problem with the demon ancestor, and there is also a problem with the four emperors. It feels that many things are not right!"
"The ancestor has vaguely seen some clues, but has no chance to explore the truth. It said that seniors should be careful in the future. Even if they stay in the mountains, they will not be able to guarantee eternal safety."
Zhu An remained silent, but there was a wave of excitement in his heart and he was no longer calm.
I just want to be a bamboo quietly, isn't that okay?
The iron-eating beast's hoarse voice became weaker and weaker, but still continued.
"The ancestor also said that no eggs are left intact after the nest is overturned. Since seniors were born in this world, please take care of this world before transcending."
"There are many interesting things and interesting creatures in this world. It would be a pity if it became a Shura battlefield..."
"The ancestor finally said that the bamboo tube wine is very delicious. I hope that the senior can brew some more."
The sound suddenly stopped at this point, and the iron-eating beast was on the verge of death and fell into a coma.
Roots emerged from the ground, wrapped around its body, and dragged it into the ground, erasing all traces of it.
This iron-eating beast had long since run out of fuel. Zhu An cast a spell to save it, but it could only give him a painless ending.
After settling the wounded, he still stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the sky.
This time he took the initiative to look, his eyes penetrated the void and saw far, far away.
There were monsters chasing the ancient demon Qiongqi. After knocking it down, they swarmed up, showed their fangs, tore open Qiongqi's fur, and devoured it greedily.
"Eat quickly, eat more, and the demon pill will become bigger."
There were two high-level monsters of the same race. Seeing that there were no bystanders nearby, they started to kill each other. The winner cut open the loser's abdomen, took out a pill embryo, and howled loudly with excitement.
All the demon clan's eyes seemed to be filled with red, as red as blood, which was shocking.
Zhu An had noticed such a scene before, but had always been indifferent to it.
The world is in chaos, what does it have to do with me?
But at this moment, his old friend's last words made him change his mind.
If the world is like this in the future, or worse.
Then, there really won’t be any more interesting guys like the Iron Eater King.
"That does get a little lonely."
Zhu An shook the branches and leaves as if shaking his head.
"My old friend is right. If you are born in this world, since you cannot truly transcend, you must be prepared."
"Don't really go wrong. Then you won't even be able to live in seclusion."
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"Best wishes to fellow Taoist? Best wishes to fellow Taoist?"
The sika deer asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to tell a story? Why did this bamboo suddenly become silent?"
Zhu An then retracted his thoughts and wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start.
Over the years, he has been hiding behind the scenes. The more he prepares and the more he knows, the more frightened he becomes.
In the past, my thinking was still too simple.
An old friend’s reminder before his death is equivalent to saving his future self’s life.
Now, how should we explain all this to the sika deer?
Zhu An pondered for a moment and said slowly:
"Just what you want is to guard Wanlin Palace forever with the master."
"And what I want is to be able to stay on the mountain with peace of mind, focus on my practice, and have a few friends come over to drink and chat in my spare time."
"In the end, we are all pursuing the life we long for..."
