Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 122 Ancient God Yunmeng (for subscription, recommendation)
"The uncle has helped the nephew a lot, so the main purpose of the nephew coming back this time is to visit the uncle and bring back some flying spirit beasts."

With that said, Zhou Yu put the other seven Liuyunhe spirit beast cards on the tea table.

"This is the Liuyun Crane produced in the Huangfeng Valley of the Luoxia Mountain Range. Although it is a first-order spirit beast, it has excellent flying ability. It will be more convenient for the juniors of Ziyang Temple to travel in the future."

"In addition, this crane is as white as a cloud, and the sea of ​​clouds churning here is the best match." Zhou Yu flattered.

"The nephew's abilities are limited, so he brought back a total of ten this time, and the other three have been given to Chang Hao and his brother;
In addition, these floating cranes are both male and female, and they can reproduce smoothly after taking good care of them. I think with my uncle's ability, soon the mountains will be full of flying cranes. "

"You are really generous. You spent a lot of spirit stones?" Wang Ziyang said teasingly after taking a sip of tea.

"Lingshi is a trivial matter, as long as the uncle likes it." Zhou Yu didn't care about the meaning in his eyes, and looked like I was very cute.

"You really have a heart." Wang Ziyang saw that Zhou Yu's face was a little thicker, the corners of his mouth stiffened, he sighed inwardly, put down his teacup and said.

"Tell me, what did you meet in the Luoxia Mountains?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Yu was overjoyed, knowing that his uncle, who was cold outside and hot inside, let go, and immediately talked about the things of the past two years one by one.

From entering the Qingfeng Temple, to going to Guishan Qintai Pavilion and meeting someone who stole Shinto talismans, and then meeting Changliu River God who was able to practice sword intent, and finally confronting the death teaching fire in the Burial Soul Valley, all these experiences were told one by one. come out.

When it was over, a look of worry suddenly appeared on Zhou Yu's face, and he began to act miserable.

"That fire uses strange and ruthless methods, and the disciple will definitely meet again soon;

But it is so difficult to teach a fire exercise in the past life, and going to Shen Tiemu's place in the future, I am afraid it will be even more dangerous..."

Having said that, Zhou Yu looked expectantly at Wang Ziyang, who is old and at ease, and blinked.

"Uncle, are you listening?"

"I'm waiting for your second sentence." Wang Ziyang said lightly.

"But the disciple has finished speaking."

"Then let's find you Uncle Feng."

"..."

"Since your Uncle Feng dares to let you go to the place where the iron wood is sinking, he naturally has confidence in you, so you have to have confidence, and Uncle Feng also has confidence in you."

Seeing Zhou Yu's bewildered face, Wang Ziyang smiled complacently, but his face was very serious, and he said meaningfully
With the same method, it is impossible to cheat the magic weapon twice from my uncle.

"What if the disciple doesn't have confidence?" Zhou Yu asked with a embarrassed expression.

"Then return the Fire Xing Sword Banner I gave you, and don't think about building the foundation of the five elements, and be a rich man at ease." Master Ziyang finished speaking lightly, and cast Zhou Yu's gaze.

"Uncle Master's meaning is very clear, do you have confidence now?"

"Master nephew is confident." Zhou Yu suddenly said with a firm face, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

I haven't seen him for more than a year, but Master Ziyang has changed, he is no longer the good uncle who will prepare magic tools for him, hey.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have brought this kid here. I'm so jealous. That sword jade looks like a good thing." Looking at Feng Xiaoping, who was secretly smiling, Zhou Yu's face straightened.

"Uncle, I wonder if you know anything about Shen Tiemu that Uncle Feng said, please tell Uncle Feng."

"Since the Rebirth Cult has focused on the Shinto Talisman, and your Uncle Feng has decided to let you deal with it, you should know something by now."

Hearing that the nephew, who always thought about the benefits from time to time, started to talk about business, Wang Ziyang stopped teasing him on purpose, and immediately stroked his snow-white long beard.

"South of Jiangling, there used to be a mountain swamp thousands of miles away. This swamp was formerly known as Yunmeng swamp. However, a great battle hundreds of years ago left most of this swamp deserted. Only a few hundred miles further south. Lihuze has been preserved."

"There, as far as I know, is a residence of the Yunlu Immortal Sect. This sect and I, Yijian, are mostly friends. You may be able to ask them for help at that time."

"Could it be that Shen Tiemu is in the north?" Hearing that Master Ziyang didn't mention Shen Tiemu, but first mentioned the place where he asked for help, Zhou Yu suddenly felt cold and asked quickly.

"That's right." Having said that, Wang Ziyang's eyes suddenly became serious, and he said slowly.

"Hundreds of years ago, the Great Zhao Dynasty refused to listen to advice and tried in vain to create a god that they could not control;

If it is beneficial to be able to control the world, perhaps this god can still be retained, but because the world does not allow it, and they forcibly gather together, the result is a loss in the divine way, so it is even more forbidden to be born. "

"Because of this, the battle between him and my immortal sect was provoked. Although the battle lasted for a short time, the battle was extremely tragic. The damaged Yunmeng Lake is one of the battlefields."

"After this battle, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have changed beyond recognition. The reason for such a terrible result is not only because of the large number of people participating in the battle."

"It is because what we have to deal with is a congenital god. This god was born from Yunmeng Lake. He is called Yunmeng. He can control the power of mountains, rocks and trees, so he has two gods."

"Shen Tiemu evolved through the power of his divine tree dharma body..."

"After that battle, Yunmeng Ancient God's Mountain God Dharma Body shattered the Qianli Mountain Marsh due to his anger, and his Divine Tree Dharma Body was finally sealed in a deep mountain north of the destroyed mountain marsh."

"Why not destroy it completely? Could it be that there is something special about it?" Zhou Yu felt a little pale when he heard these secret histories.

At first, he thought at most that it was a place like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, and at worst, there would be more followers of the Rebirth Cult.

But at this moment, after listening to Wang Ziyang's words, the whole person suddenly felt a little bad. This is nothing comparable to Longtan, it is clearly a place where life is desperate.

Innate gods, it will not be a simple matter when you hear it.

Just at the end of the road, a dharma body can crack thousands of miles of mountains and swamps. This level of cultivation is definitely not a Dao foundation, even a great monk in the golden core state can't do it.

Sure enough, Wang Ziyang continued to speak.

"It's not that it can't be destroyed, but it can't be. The ancient god Yunmeng knew that he was in a desperate situation, and he didn't know what kind of secret method he used to sacrifice his primordial spirit to connect his divine tree dharma body with the vitality of thousands of miles of mountains and swamps. It is inexhaustible to cut, and it is inexhaustible to destroy."

"In desperation, many senior experts who were present at that time only scored their backbones and banned them separately in order to disconnect them from the vitality of the earth. However, the ancient god Yunmeng was born from that mountain after all, so there are still Some cannot be eradicated."

"In the end, it was a senior of the Taiqing Sect who came up with a transfer method centered on Shinto talismans, dividing its last vitality, so as to make it incapable of doing evil."

"Through the past 300 years, the power of the ancient god Yunmeng finally calmed down, and it didn't completely disappear until 100 years ago."

"What about the Shinto Talismans at that time?" Zhou Yu asked.

"After Yunmeng's ancient god's power dies, the divine way talisman will also be shattered."

"But now the Resurrection Sect is very likely to find that Shinto talisman. Doesn't this prove that the Shinto talisman still exists?" Zhou Yuning asked with an eyebrow.

"That's fake."

"What?" Zhou Yu was taken aback.

"The fact that the divine way talisman has been destroyed is the truth I told you. To the public, it is because the talisman has been dissolved in the Shenmu Mountain due to the long-term differentiation of the power of the ancient god Yunmeng. This is a fake." Wang Ziyang's eyes were full of light road.

"100 years ago, the Great Xia Dynasty was on the decline, and there was a Rebirth Sect wantonly gathering the power of the divine way. Although it was wiped out later, the most important person, the Rebirth Sect Leader, was able to escape;

With this in mind, in order to prevent it from making a comeback, and to wipe out the remaining evils as soon as possible, the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty deliberately released some rumors after discussing with us secretly. "

"Now it seems that these people are still ruthless, but they don't know that this is completely a bait." Wang Ziyang looked at Zhou Yu when he said this.

"Senior nephew, can you feel relieved now?"

"My nephew is naturally relieved when the uncle speaks." Zhou Yu chuckled inwardly, but his face was extremely calm.

"It's just uncle, since this plan has been prepared for a hundred years, it must be an extremely important matter. I don't know if you still have the Great Xia Dynasty, uncle, will you make a move at that time?"

"No." Wang Ziyang answered very simply.

"The Rebirth Sect survived the [-]-year encirclement and suppression by the Demon Division, and there must be the support of the Demon Sect behind it. If it is an ordinary sect, how can it last so long in the face of the encirclement and suppression in the world?"

"So Shenmu Mountain is just a bait for testing, so that we can know the real purpose behind this matter."

"Someone is paying attention, but we will definitely not make a move. You are very lucky."

"Uncle, please forgive my nephew for being stupid. Nephew feels that his luck has never been particularly good." Zhou Yu's face twitched.

Knowing that it was bait, but still bumping into it, is this also called good luck?
Even if you're lucky, it shouldn't be used like this.

"I say you are lucky because this matter is under our control. If it is not because I am afraid of scaring the snake, I am going to send Chang Zheng and others to go there."

"Thinking about it, the reason why your Uncle Feng sent you to check it is probably because he sensed a strange luck in you."

"There's something weird about luck?" Zhou Yu felt a little overwhelmed whether this was good or bad.

How come there is a feeling of falling into the trap of the masters and uncles and unable to extricate themselves.

"We don't know about the other ones, but you don't know why, don't you feel that every time you have an accident, you will always collide with Shinto or dead believers?"

"And every time you meet, you can gain something, my nephew, maybe your chance to build a Dao foundation may fall on this matter."

"..." Zhou Yu couldn't argue with that.

"Shen Tiemu is the evolution of the Shenmu dharma body, and it has been nurtured by the power of the ancient god Yunmeng for many years. It is far from being as simple as a high-quality crafting item. Maybe there is a trace of indescribable power in it."

"This thing may be very helpful for you to understand the power of wood. Maybe you can get some things left by Ancient God Yunmeng in that Shenmu Mountain."

"Uncle, it's been hundreds of years. You also said that Yunmeng's power of the ancient gods has long since dissipated. The Shinto talisman in Shenmu Mountain is just a cover. There is no magic at all."

"Besides, uncle, why did you close your eyes when you said this?"

"Mountains, rivers and great swamps contain the power of heaven, and all things naturally have their own principles. The Shenmu Mountain was born from the sacred tree dharma body of the ancient god Yunmeng and the Shinto talismans. It is mysterious and can only be gained if you experience it carefully."

"This kind of truth, even after a thousand or ten thousand years, will remain. There is always a thread waiting for someone who is destined." Wang Ziyang sighed.

"Nephew, everything has a silver lining."

"Uncle, you closed your eyes again, you were not like this before."

Bang!
As soon as the words fell, Feng Xiaoping watched Wang Ziyang wave his hand abruptly, and immediately found that Zhou Yu, who was about to speak again, was slapped out of the window.

It seemed to be swept up by a strong wind, leaving only a few scattered leaves.

"Uncle, brother?" Feng Xiaoping asked quite nervously.

"Your senior brother Zhou is upset, you need to be quiet, go down and tell you senior brother Zhou, the uncle is going to retreat." Wang Ziyang closed his eyes and stroked his beard.

"Oh." Hearing this, Feng Xiaoping got up immediately, and hurriedly ran out of the attic.

Seeing the two leave, Wang Ziyang only narrowed his eyes at this moment, and filled himself with another cup of hot tea in satisfaction.

"How can there be a nephew who exposes his uncle face to face, and he really can't do without a lesson." An inaudible murmur slowly floated out with the scent of tea.

……

After leaving the attic, there was a soft sound behind him, and Feng Xiaoping saw that the gate of Guanchao Pavilion had been closed at some time.

But at this time, he didn't have the guts to push the door open, because as he went downstairs, he saw Zhou Yu sliding down slowly on a huge bluestone in front of the attic.

"Brother, are you alright?" Feng Xiaoping looked at Zhou Yu with messy hair and asked carefully.

"What could be the matter?" Zhou Yu stood up, patted the dust on his robe calmly, looked towards the direction of the attic with respect, and sighed.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect my master's cultivation to take another step forward. Just a light palm can have such power. This is by no means comparable to ordinary dao foundations."

"..." Wind vial.

"Let's go, brother, brother, I will take you to the Three Great Spirits of Ziyang Temple to have a look. It is most beneficial to practice where the spiritual energy is abundant." Zhou Yu turned around along the bluestone slab and walked down the mountain.

"This brat really refuses to suffer at all." Listening to Zhou Yu's undisguised flattery in Tingchao Pavilion, Wang Ziyang shook his head helplessly. Can Daoji compare with him?
Loss is impossible to eat.

At most, it will eat a little ashes.

And this ash, since he had eaten it just now, there must be some compensation.

The master refused to give it, so he had to go get it by himself, anyway, he was familiar with the spiritual place.

"It's just that Shenmu Mountain is really as simple as the uncle said?" Looking at the boiling sea of ​​clouds, Zhou Yu was a little worried.

Just like Master Ziyang said just now, his luck is indeed a bit strange.

Besides, he has met Luo Wuya from 400 years ago, so there is no reason why an ancient god Yunmeng can't survive.

"Although the uncle said that the ancient god Yunmeng had fallen for a long time, I was just in case." Zhou Yu shook his head with a wry smile, feeling a little confused.

He decided to go to the spiritual place to retreat as soon as possible.

"Senior brother is really pretending, that's right, being slapped so badly by Master Wang, you have to cover it up."

On the side, Feng Xiaoping looked at Zhou Yu who suddenly fell silent the whole time, and immediately felt that his master was better.

Although sloppy and sleepy, at least she doesn't use her hands and feet.

"I must buy the best roast chicken in Jiangling City for Master when I go back." Looking back at Guanchao Pavilion hidden in the mist, Feng Xiaoping immediately reminded himself.

(End of this chapter)