Sheng Fu

Chapter 315 The Power of Origin
In the cold winter, the goose feathers are snowing heavily and the sky is freezing.

The Dadu water flows for tens of thousands of miles, and its width for thousands of miles. It flows mightily, like a wild dragon.

On the shore, the wind and snow were howling, and people all the way came.

After traveling around famous mountains and great rivers, Yu Wenjun and his party came to this Qingming Dadu. Behind them are mountains, and the rice paddies in the mountains are full of traces left by wild animals. There are no city-states and no people in the five thousand miles nearby.

Chu Yu squatted down, silently resonating with all things in the world, and after a long time took a deep breath and said, "This is the Mountain of Bright Soul, and my premonition is that there is great danger in it."

"Don't get close to it easily, for fear of accidents."

Yu Wenjun is well aware of the situation here, no matter how dangerous it is, he will try it.

The dragon's eyes are like torches, staring at the distance of Dadu, surrounded by mist, there is a faint mountain and river.

At the foot of the mountain, building corridors are built, and the weather is severe, but there are no flowers, plants and trees as decorations, and the vitality is extinct.

A black shadow swept over from the Mountain of Bright Soul at a high speed, and the black shadow kept expanding in mid-air, and in a short while, it came in front of Yu Wenjun and his party.

The person who came was a man with a slender body, pale complexion, red eyes, long curly hair casually draped over his shoulders, exuding a sickly beauty.

Staring at Yu Wenjun and his party with gloomy eyes, he said in a deep voice, "Where do you all come from?"

Yu Wenjun said: "I come from a far away place, and I want to go to the mountain of Minghun for something."

The man said indifferently: "This is not the place for you to come, leave quickly, so as not to get karma on your body."

During the journey to find the mountain of Minghun, every night, Yu Wenjun watched the sky at night. After many deduction and calculations, he was sure that there were soul practitioners in the mountain of Minghun, but the mountain of Minghun was still unowned. .

Yuwen Jun said: "What if I have to go?"

The man was slightly annoyed and said: "You are really good, but you found this place. There were people who came here before, but unfortunately they all died, and the people who came here were more powerful than you."

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the black unicorn. As for the two black wolf kings, the man didn't take a second look.

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "I don't know how I can go to the mountain of Minghun?"

The man shook his head and said, "Where did you come from, and where do you go back?"

As the words fell, dozens of black shadows appeared behind the man. They were all soul practitioners in the Mountain of Bright Soul.

On the path of soul art, he belongs to the side of the sword, has little killing power, is good at deceiving people, and manipulating souls. In the temples of the devil world, there are shadows of soul art practitioners in the rich families.

Due to the narrow number of paths, the limit in this life is the peak of Guiyuan.

If you want to reach Ling Xiao, you must pass the test of life and death. Soul practitioners are not strong enough to fight head-on with the strong.

Yu Wenjun closed his eyes slightly, and in midair, two silver-white rays of light flashed across. Before dozens of soul masters had time to react, they were chopped into throats by Biluo and Ruyun's wings, and fell into the Dadu water.

The pupils of the man in front of him paled immediately, and his hands quickly formed seals, but it was too late, the world turned pale, Wu Mi threw out with a blood spear in his hand, piercing through his throat in an instant.

With such a distance, no matter how superb the soul technique is, it is by no means Wu Mi's enemy.

At this moment, there are three powerful auras coming out of the Mountain of Bright Soul. Yu Wenjun held the broken mind in his hand, turned around and said to everyone: "I will go alone, you stay in the dark, if any other soul masters come back, they will all be killed. Whoever has a strong bone will leave a living."

Dugu Li said worriedly: "Young Master, it's not right to go alone. Why don't we go together so that we can take care of each other."

Wu Mi smiled and said: "Don't worry, the mountains here are high and the emperor is far away. With the power of a dragon, it is enough to sweep away the enemies."

"Furthermore, this Dadu is very suitable for Yinglong to eat for the second time."

Duguli is still a little worried. As a descendant of Xuanzong of Taoism, she is more sensitive to the mountain of Minghun than Yuwenjun, and she can vaguely sense that there is a great danger inside.

Yu Wenjun rubbed Chu Yu's head and said, "Hold down obediently and be obedient."

At this point, Chu Yu couldn't help anymore, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

Along the way, Yu Wenjun took good care of Chu Yu, bestowed him with exercises, and taught him how to practice, which made Chu Yu's practice path more open and unrestrained.

Duguli wanted to continue, but Yu Wenjun summoned Yinglong to kill Minghun Mountain.

The water of Dadu boiled, and the mist evaporated in an instant, reaching the mountain of Minghun, and instantly solidified the void, and the three strong men at the peak of Guiyuan were easily contained by Yinglong.

Two of them were instantly crushed into two balls of blood mist by Ying Long.

Only one middle-aged man in black robe was left behind, with soft facial features and deep eyes, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart at this moment, begging for mercy: "Your Highness, please forgive me!"

Standing on top of Ying Long's head, Yu Wenjun said condescendingly, "You know why I left someone alive."

The middle-aged man said: "Of course it is clear, we are only cultivating in the mountain of Minghun, and have not entered the depths of the mountain. What you want, the young master, should be the heart of the mountain."

At a glance, Yu Wenjun saw that the Minghun Mountain was majestic and majestic. In the middle of the foot of the mountain, there was a long black road leading directly to the inside of the mountain.

On the long black road, there is a strange kind of real energy flowing, with little waves, as if it could engulf a person's soul at any time.

Jun Yuwen said: "I don't know if you have a way?"

The middle-aged man was pinched by Ying Long, and his mind was terrified to the extreme.

Said: "In the past, someone entered the mountain of Minghun, but unfortunately never came back. I really don't know how to grasp the heart of the mountain. According to my guess, the heart of the mountain has given birth to spiritual wisdom."

"We stayed on the outskirts to practice only because the Dao law here is naturally beneficial to the practice of soul art, and we don't know anything about the rest."

Yu Wenjun was furious, rubbed the edge of Duan Nian, and said darkly: "Since you don't want to tell the truth, I can't keep you."

The middle-aged man responded with difficulty: "But if His Highness insists on going his own way, the heart of the mountain may die with His Highness."

"In my opinion, it is best for His Highness to go to the depths of the Mountain of Bright Soul alone."

Yuwen Jun said: "Before I came, I knew that after entering the depths of the mountain, the soul would not belong to me. I planned to attack with the power of Yinglong, but you persuaded me to go alone. Damn it."

Ying Long suddenly increased his strength, and many bones and jade on the middle-aged man's body were shattered, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, making a horrible howl, which was more painful than a snake's heart.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, held back his breath and said, "Your Highness wants to conquer the mountain, so I can only go there alone. I have no lies. I am being restrained by Ying Long at the moment. If your Highness enters it and encounters an accident, I will still die." .”

"I just ask Your Highness to give me a chance."

Yuwen Jundao: "If you want to survive, you need more bargaining chips."

The middle-aged man replied awkwardly: "Above the temples of the devil world, we have many eyes and ears."

"If Your Highness wants to do something in the Demon Realm, we still need us."

Yu Wenjun pondered slightly, Ying Long threw the middle-aged man on the ground casually, his body was already shattered, but he was thrown on the ground so brutally, the pain increased, and he let out a tragic howl again.

"It's a valuable bargaining chip."

Raising his hand, Ying Long, who covered the sky and covered the sun, poured into the Dadu and dormant.

Yu Wenjun walked up to the middle-aged man slowly, glanced at him, and asked, "Your name?"

The middle-aged man was lying on the ground, life would be better than death, but he still forcibly mobilized his true essence, sat up and prostrated himself on the ground, and replied reverently to Yu Wenjun, "I'm Xia Nanzhuo."

Yuwen Jundao: "About the heart of the mountain, do you know more secrets?"

Nan Zhuo said humbly: "As for the heart of the mountain, I really don't know the root cause, please enlighten me, Your Highness."

Yu Wenjun said with a helpless smile: "Forget it, get out of here."

Nan Zhuo and the others are only practicing outside of the Mountain of Bright Soul, they haven't gone deep into it, and they don't know the foundation, which is also reasonable.

Yu Wenjun doesn't like to do things as an intruder, and when it comes to Gu Yong, he can't take care of too much elegance and decency.

Staring at this long black road, Yu Wenjun walked up without hesitation, and his pace was not in a hurry. After a long time, he entered the entrance of the cave and came to the inside of the mountain of Minghun.

Blood-red flames burn all over the field, and inside is an ancient palace, resplendent and magnificent.

There is a high and high throne standing in front of it. The moment he entered the palace, Yu Wenjun was keenly aware that the spirit and soul were three-dimensional.

The pool is clear, the rockery is rugged, the table is wide and exquisite, the steps are strict and elegant, and the whole hall is full of jade, which can be called a beautiful cave.

Yu Wenjun's dragon eyes were like torches, looking around the surrounding area, suddenly a red mist surged above the throne, and then gradually condensed into a human form, his voice, smile, appearance and attire were exactly the same as the current Yu Wenjun.

"You are the heart of the mountain of Minghun Mountain?" Yu Wenjun asked in surprise.

This place is full of weirdness, and it is estimated that the strong in the early stage of the Wuji Realm came here rashly, and if they are not careful, they will return to the nine heavens.

The heart of the mountain said: "You killed my disciples, and now you have come to my hall unreasonably, why don't you kneel down?"

Seeing the heart of the mountain that is consistent with his own appearance, Yu Wenjun found it interesting for a moment.

"My soul has been controlled by you. I have no choice right now. I came to you to resurrect a person. If you agree to resurrect the other person, I am willing to meet any of your requirements."

"As for your disciples, they are just watchdogs gathered here for food. With your power, you can revive them at any time."

"In such a field, you and I don't need to do superficial work."

Heart of the Mountain said with a sinister smile, "You are the first person to come to me. You have to pay a price for being so righteous."

With a slight movement in his mind, a sharp murderous intent pierced through Yu Wenjun's chest in an instant, revealing the transparent blood hole in the front and back, and the blood flowed like a gush. Yu Wenjun's face turned pale in an instant. .

The soul was charged, completely involuntary, Yu Wenjun was in such pain that he had to kneel on one knee, barely maintaining his balance.

The heart of the mountain chattered and said: "His Royal Highness, who is invincible in the same land, will still be here today. It's really interesting. You can resurrect someone if you want, but you have to die here."

"I don't know how His Highness thinks about this matter?"

Yu Wenjun was short of breath, feeling that his life energy was being lost.

The severe pain made his face grim, and he grinned and said, "If possible, I would like to entrust my life to you."

"But if you dare to play tricks on me, Yinglong is in Dadu, and he can raze the mountain of Minghun to the ground at any time."

The heart of the mountain pretended to be frightened and said: "Yes, why did I forget that you still have a Yinglong watching out, why don't you plant a contract with it now, not to destroy my mountain of Minghun."

"I promise to keep my word and resurrect the person you want to resurrect."

Yu Wenjun grinned and said, "Do you think I will believe you?"

The heart of the mountain said with a playful smile: "Maybe your luck is very good, and I am in a good mood, so I can fulfill your wish for you."

Yuwen Jundao: "I know that the moment is a dead end for me. You have already taken control, so just say, what do you want?"

The corner of the heart of the mountain raised slightly, and said with a smile: "Aren't you stupid, you can still think of this point, I want your heart."

"Just as you want my heart."

"As long as you are willing to give me your heart, I will do what you want, how about it?"

Yu Wenjun held his breath and concentrated, his eyes were fierce, and he suppressed: "Is this true?"

The heart of the mountain said with a mischievous smile: "Of course it is true. If it is not true, I will cut off my own head."

Yu Wenjun stretched out his right hand, turned into a black dragon claw, and suddenly grabbed at the heart vein, pulled out a large piece of blood, took out a crystal clear heart, and said extremely weakly: "I have no choice, no matter what choice I make, Nothing will end well for me.”

"Although I don't want to ask for help, I beg you this time to resurrect him."

Reluctantly mobilizing the true essence, he opened the Wujiang bracelet, and Gu Yong's body was lying on the ground with a peaceful face.

Seeing this, the heart of the mountain suddenly panicked and said: "This man is also a powerhouse of Wuji. If he is resurrected, he will kill me even if he knows you are dead."

"sorry."

"Hahahaha, people with obsessions are fun."

Yu Wenjun did not get angry, but smiled helplessly, as if returning to the light, he reached out and stroked Gu Yong's cheek, and sighed helplessly: "At this point, I still can't revive you, I feel very sorry, soon, I will I'm going down to find you."

"This time, I can't be reborn with a broken limb, and many things can only end here."

Before he died, he saw everything clearly and said, "When I came here, I knew that an accident would happen to me. I have fallen. After a while, you will have to bear Yinglong's strong attack."

Yu Wenjun felt very sorry that he failed Beihanfei's expectations, Pu Weiqing, Bai Xiaowei, Qiuqing, and everyone in Hengchangzong. There is too much unwillingness in my heart, but I can't do anything, I can't go to the three-year appointment, and I can't see that girl...

Yu Wenjun's aura gradually faded, and this time he was really about to die.

The heart of the mountain watched this scene with great interest, as if appreciating a picture scroll, without sadness or joy in his heart.

No other reason, just for fun.

He still has a back hand, not to mention Ying Long who is outside, even if the Demon Lord comes in person, there is nothing he can do about it, he is the Dao law here, ruling everything.

Suddenly, the entire hall burst into azure blue light, and a prismatic origin chip emerged out of nowhere. Wherever the light went, it dispelled all the weirdness, like a spark starting a prairie fire.

Seeing this, Dashan Xin was dumbfounded, and fear spread in his heart, dominating the entire soul.

An invisible mighty force is slowly changing the law of the great way here.

"How is it possible!?" Dashan Heart panicked.

The mighty power of the origin chip crushes the law of the avenue here, faintly exuding a myriad of breaths.

The heart of the mountain said fiercely: "Even if I surrender to others, I will never be assimilated by you."

The origin chip is the supreme law. When encountering an independent law like the mountain of Minghun, it is instinctive to swallow it. Although it has no spiritual wisdom, it is the nemesis of any law of the great way.

The heart of the mountain turned into a cloud of blood mist, which merged into Yu Wenjun's eyebrows. Immediately, Yu Wenjun's vitality was revived, his soul returned to his place, and his flesh and blood were reborn.

Open your eyes and see the origin chip floating in mid-air, and after a little deduction, you will know everything.

"So that's it." Yu Wenjun said ecstatically.

Recalling the origin chip with one hand, its brilliance gradually dimmed, and he said in false alarm: "Everything in the world is a law. By coincidence, the mountain of Minghun wakes you up. It's really my fate."

The origin chip gradually dimmed, but it was a pity that it was not perfect after all, and had no intelligence. It just sensed the breath of the heart of the mountain and awakened its instincts, but it indirectly helped Yu Wenjun.

It also sounded the alarm for Yu Wenjun. The five origin chips gathered together may restore his sanity and incredible things will happen, but that will be a long time later.He clearly felt that the heart of the mountain was integrated with himself, and he was silent at the moment, extremely well-behaved, the power of his law resonated with the true energy in Yu Wenjun's body, and his aura was full of auspiciousness, peaceful and brilliant.

Looking at Gu Yong's body, Yu Wenjun smiled with relief...

(End of this chapter)