Mythological origin

Chapter 114 The Temple
"The Kuroshio tide in the east today has expanded five miles forward. I'm afraid I can only live in this cave for a month at most." Zhao Zilin glanced at the message jade slip in her hand, and thought a few times.

The black current in Nanya Prefecture has been expanding continuously. From the beginning, it was just a small "scar" on the Kowloon Sea. Today, decades later, the black current, which is as dense as a spider's web, has in turn forcibly divided the entire land of the state into There are many "islands".

Countless monks separated in different areas can only fight on their own in the face of such a doomsday natural disaster, and the communication of information has also been cut off.

If you want to cross to other areas, you have to risk your life and death, and cross the dangerous Kuroshio control area.

Different from the normal environment, black mist that interferes with perception is everywhere in the Kuroshio, and from time to time there will be sneak attacks by monsters hidden in the black mist.

The most uncomfortable thing is that in the dark fog environment, the vitality of the monks will be slowly eroded.

The monks who originally had a hundred years of life, if they live in the black mist for a long time, they can only live for another three to forty years.

Therefore, normal monks would not have the idea of ​​staying in the black mist area for a long time before being forced to a desperate situation.

……

"Zilin, I just came back from my investigation. There is a monk settlement three hundred miles to the north. There is a Nascent Soul monk sitting in it. It is the safest stronghold nearby..."

Venerable Jin Guang, who came back from flying his sword from far away, couldn't wait to report.

"In troubled times, people's hearts are unpredictable. Joining a stronghold with Yuanying Daxiu may not be a good thing."

A puff of white smoke appeared at the same time as a certain man's voice, and Zhao Zilin saw that it was Master Shui Jing who practiced Yansha Dun, who had returned.

"We outsiders, joining the group led by the strange Nascent Soul cultivator, in such troubled times, can easily become cannon fodder for exploring the way."

"do you think so?"

"Ah yes yes yes."

"..."

The former yin and yang suzerain, Mu Ziqing, happened to walk out of the nearby cave, and just picked up Zhao Zilin's words.

Several layers of thick gauze were wrapped around her head, covering most of her originally alluring face, and her once seductive eyes seemed a little blurred.

A few years ago, during the impact of a black tide, she was unfortunately injured by a strange bird-shaped monster. After waking up, she would enter this state of confusion from time to time. No matter what others said, she would always I only know how to say "ah yes yes yes".

But even so, she was still considered to be a half-strength Golden Core, and together with some defeated soldiers from the Yin Yang Sect and Master Jin Guang who happened to meet one time, they formed a small fleeing team.

Master Shui Jing, who has been secretly cultivating the Seven Killing Sword, has considered several times to use Mu Ziqing as his merits for advancing, but the other party is only half crazy and not stupid.

Even in the stupid stage of only talking, yes, yes, yes, you can still instinctively use the power of the Jindan series. It is not easy to deal with it with just a few late-stage foundation-building monks, let alone a group of disciples and grandchildren protecting them. .

……

Shui Jing, Jin Guang, and Zhao Zilin all practiced the Seven Killing Sword.

Otherwise, with their aptitude, they might not have the chance to cultivate to the middle stage of foundation establishment until they die. How can they go from the early stage of foundation establishment to the late stage of foundation establishment in just a few decades.

"Don't worry about what Master said..." From behind Mu Ziqing, a petite Foundation Establishment cultivator with a crown-like face appeared.

She is Mu Ziqing's apprentice Xin Ling.

But now it may be inappropriate to describe her as a crown-like jade, after all, her operation was very successful, and now she is a Kunxiu from the inside out, so she looks a bit neutral.

Xin Ling is the root of the three spirits, and his aptitude is far better than that of the golden light trio, and he is cultivated by the master of the golden alchemy, so even if he does not have external magical skills, his cultivation is not far behind them. He is a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Moreover, she is a monk with true spiritual roots. In a one-on-one fight, it is not a problem to beat one of the false spiritual root trio.

In addition to Xin Ling, sisters Mo Fengwu and Mo Caihuan were also in the team, but they were still stuck in the bottleneck of the early stage of foundation establishment.

"As far as I can see, the Kuroshio area is getting bigger and bigger every day. One day, with our strength alone, we won't be able to escape..."

"But is it really useful to join the Nascent Soul cultivator's stronghold? The Nine Dragon Starfish Palace, where two great monks sit, still disappeared in the black tide.

Even the overlord of Nanya State, Yanghuo Palace, faced the Kuroshio and retreated steadily! "

Before everyone lost contact with the area where Yanghuo Palace was located, the situation of the battle was already very unfavorable. The coalition forces formed by the four sects of Nanya Prefecture did not win well against the endless monsters of the Kuroshio.

Of course, they are not the top leaders of these big sects, and they don't know that all of you Huashen and Nascent Soul Late Cultivators participated in the Xuming Project before the first coalition was launched, and fell asleep in the deepest part of the blessed land of each sect. Only a few mana avatars walk the world.

Without high-ranking monks who can set the cauldron, how can we win the battle against the Kuroshio.

"I... I've heard a rumor." Although Xin Ling was already a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was still habitually weak when speaking.

"A rumor about the 'temple'."

"temple?"

"It is rumored that in East Antarctica, there is a force named 'Temple'. They have the power to fight against the Kuroshio, and they have purified all the Kuroshio on that continent..."

"The number of Kuroshio monsters is endless. No matter how many human lives there are, they are limited. Can the temple really do it?"

"I don't know either. I heard it from someone who came from East Pole."

"..."

"That is to say, as long as we have a way to escape to East Pole, we can leave this damn Kuroshio?"

Having been tortured by the Kuroshio for decades, and witnessing people around them being swallowed by the Kuroshio one after another, turning into monsters, no one will feel better.

"Before the Kuroshio erupted, if you were willing to give up the spirit stone, you might still have a chance to teleport there, but now..."

The Kuroshio disaster intensified, gradually cutting Nanya Prefecture into isolated islands, and it became extremely difficult to communicate with each other. If you want to go to other areas, you have to take the risk of crossing the Kuroshio-controlled area. Life and death are unpredictable.

"If you don't use the teleportation array, only the Nascent Soul monster with amazing speed and magic power will have a chance to fly over the continent..."

Everyone discussed for a long time, but in the end it was fruitless.

……

"Brother, I found it! I found the fairy world!"

In the fifth-tier blessed land in the deepest part of Yanghuo Palace, a white-haired young man exploded his Taoist robe with excitement.

He showed his gnarled muscles, and with his big palm-like hand, he patted on the door of the cave next to him.

The countless barriers on the door flickered under the impact of this muscle, emitting overloaded light from time to time, as if they were about to fall apart in the next moment.

(End of this chapter)