As a bamboo, he has lived for a long time and experienced countless wind, frost, rain and snow. Zhu An's mood has always been stable and peaceful.
Especially in the past two thousand years, nothing major happened in the world. He has been quietly arranging the plans, his mind is still, and he has not been disturbed by anything.
Only at this moment, it seemed as if a stone suddenly hit the lake, causing waves in my heart.
The ripples spread instantly, and at the same time, up and down the mountain, the wind and clouds were silent, and time seemed to stand still.
But the next moment, the ripples disappeared without a trace.
Zhu An had regained his composure and was still standing alone on the top of the mountain, silent.
Pieces of slender bamboo leaves rise and fall automatically without wind, creating invisible ripples in the void.
The ripples travel far away and then bounce back. Every time they come back, the lines have undergone subtle changes.
The Arrow Bamboo body has no eyes, but it can still clearly see the entire world.
Zhu An wants to look around.
He first looked at the cave where he collected his items.
Bamboo slips, letters, portraits, tokens, gems, broken bones, feathers...
There are thousands of them, and each one has an unusual meaning.
…
Zhu An looked at the willow forest halfway up the mountain.
Red Fox Hongyun finally got the first bamboo leaf. She burst into tears with excitement and knelt in the forest for a long time without saying anything.
What comes to mind at this moment is the look of yearning on the faces of its parents when they told the story of the Bamboo in the North Mountain.
Hongyun just wanted to proudly say to them: Not only did I meet Beishan Zhizhu, but I also became his disciple.
When I tell stories to future generations, my story will be very long...
Zhu An looked at the village at the foot of the mountain again.
These days, most of the children obey Mr. Yue's instructions and are extremely well-behaved. They learn their lessons conscientiously and do not make their parents angry.
And when nothing happened, he ran to the sacrificial hall, knelt in front of the futon and kept swearing to show his sincerity to Shenzhu.
"Don't worry, Lord Shenzhu, I will definitely be a qualified practitioner!"
Especially Xiao Fei, although he rarely went to the memorial hall, he completely changed his temperament and stopped being naughty and mischievous. The change was so exaggerated that his father almost thought that this kid was possessed by a demon.
The grandson of the old village chief is also full of expectations. He often faces Beishan and whispers softly:
"Master Shenzhu, what should we do to obtain the method of cultivation?"
Di Xiaofei happened to pass by and heard it.
Recalling what the priest's mother-in-law said before, she imitated her example and gave advice in an old-fashioned way:
"No need to ask, just be yourself and wait patiently. Master Shenzhu has already arranged everything."
He believes that Mr. Yue's teaching of basic knowledge of spiritual practice must be part of Shenzhu's arrangements...
Zhu An looked outside the mountains again, at the tall cities in the human Lingnan region.
Lingnan patrol envoy Pei Zheng, with an iron ruler sword hanging on his waist, finally found the Shangjing Great Demon lurking in.
Unexpectedly, not just one, but three of them were specially prepared to ambush them. The upper realm demons were grinning ferociously, their expressions extremely proud.
Pei Zheng's expression remained calm and he gently took off the Iron Ruler Sword from his waist.
"This battle should be an opportunity for me to advance to the fifth realm."
In Xingyang City, Li Xiaozhu continued to serve as a mirror guard, and finally no one asked for trouble. She went out to patrol the city every day, "acting chivalrously and righteously" and catching criminal practitioners, and her life was extremely fulfilling.
Occasionally when I feel tired and sit down to rest, I pick up the pocket wooden sword on my chest and put it in my palm.
The scene from that night will appear in my memory——
There is a long green light, soaked in the faint moonlight.
In the biting cold wind, this pocket wooden sword went away and came back again, like a blue thunder, striking thousands of miles of wilderness...
Zhu An changed direction and headed towards Mount Di in the south. His eyes passed over the blood-stained battlefield and he saw the secret realm of Wanlin.
A bamboo reaching the sky stands tall and supports the space.
The sika deer finally felt less lonely now that he had a partner. He excitedly took out the notes left by Cang Shengzun and studied with Zhuzi where Buzhou Mountain was.
Outside the secret realm, a slightly larger little black bear was showing its teeth and claws, scaring away the nearby beasts, and then continued running towards home.
…
Turning his eyes again, Zhu An looked towards Wanyou Cave.
Someone came outside the cave. Li Qingman stood up nervously, raised the spear in his hand, and shouted softly:
"Stop, who are you! Kneel down -"
She paused and finally suppressed the "kneel down and surrender" thing she was used to saying before.
The visitor was a tall and thin man with bulging cheekbones and a pale face.
"Yue Changting, on your orders, I will cooperate with you."
He glanced at the You clan people in the cave, and he was filled with surprise.
There are nearly a hundred Fourth Realm Grandmasters out of just a few hundred people! Many of them are stuck on the threshold of the Five Realms, only one step away from being the king.
Such a hidden force can become powerful in the world with just a little cultivation!
Yue Changting also saw that these You clan members exuded extremely pure Yin energy, which made him feel very comfortable.
Lord Shenzhu was right, the You Clan's skills might really help him advance to the Imperial Realm.
Zhu An's gaze went deep into the bottomless pit, passed through the many seals he had set, and saw another world - the Nether World.
There, in the thick black billowing air, dark gray bamboo shoots were quietly breaking out of the ground...
His eyes kept moving, scanning every place Zhu An paid attention to.
Only a corner of the Netherworld can be seen, while the overall outline of the Ten Thousand Monsters world he is in is already vaguely visible.
There are four great emperors in the southeast and northwest; there are surviving ancient demons in the overseas islands; there are mysterious hidden sects in a few cave heaven paradises...
Finally, Zhu An's eyes were faint, as if he had penetrated the long river of time, looking directly at the distant past, where there was an unprecedented and tragic war.
A huge black and white iron-eating beast was shaken by the heavy fog and finally collapsed.
Touching the tattered bamboo hat on top of his head, the iron-eating beast laughed instead.
"My recipe for bamboo tube wine must not be lost. Brother Zhu, you have to endure it..."
At the end of the battlefield, the bloody setting sun reflected a majestic figure as tall as a mountain.
The body is like a dragon, with phoenix wings on its back. The wings are spread out gently, and thousands of feathers fly in the sky, covering the dusk in the sky. The boundless black shadow spreads out from under the body, covering the wilderness with darkness.
The low voice spread throughout the world.
"This is my time."
"All living beings must surrender."
"When I return, if there are still remnants hiding in the corner who are rebellious."
"Then use your death to declare the ownership of this world..."
As the majestic figure spoke, he suddenly raised his head and seemed to notice Zhu An's gaze.
The two eyes seemed to be facing each other coldly in the void three thousand years apart.
At this moment, Zhu An had a strong premonition in his heart——
The return of the Demon Ancestor is the prelude to the catastrophe.
"No matter how seclusive you are, it seems you can't escape this ending."
"I was really afraid at the beginning."
"But now, after three thousand years of planning, what's there to fear?"
In the vast clouds and smoke, there is a green bamboo shadow, slender and tall, standing still in the wind.
The branches and leaves swayed slightly, and Zhu An suddenly laughed.
It actually feels like I’m quite looking forward to this moment.
I have been preparing for this day for three thousand years, and my hard work is finally paying off.
"Then, let everything begin..."
Three years later.
Outside the southeastern border of the human race, the mountains hundreds of miles away from Guangping City were suddenly shaken for three days.
Mountains shifted, rivers changed their courses, and the original terrain no longer existed.
Guangping City was also affected, with cracks appearing on the city wall, but fortunately it did not collapse.
After the earthquake, it took a full month before any hunters and medicine farmers dared to go into the mountains to make a living.
As a result, they were surprised to find that a small village appeared out of thin air at the foot of the mountains...
