I save the world with a knife

Chapter 134

Those who know the most about the Holy Burial Mountain belong to the northern forces, among which Liuguang Tower, Cangwu Mountain, and Excalibur Sect are the best.

After all, if you want to plot against someone on your own base, you have to be clear about everything in order to plot against the other party, and not be plotted by the other party.

Just like the mountains in the east of Cangwu Mountain, there was naturally a big maze, which was later transformed by the successive mountain owners of Cangwu Mountain, and became a forbidden place where the maze and the killing formation coexisted.

If you don't even have this bit of news, and you are trapped in the Cangmang Mountain Pit, whether you live or die depends on God's will.

For example, the Sword Tomb to the west of the Divine Sword Sect is full of chances, but it is filled with Gengjin sword energy formations, and those who enter by mistake will never return.

For example, Tengchong Mountain in the south of the Pilgrimage Mansion, the mountain is dark red, and there is a hot spring naturally brewed from a thousand-year-old elixir field, which has excellent healing effects and auxiliary cultivation effects.But that mountain is controlled by the Liuguang Tower, and once it erupts, it will be poured with magma and the mountain will overturn.

Yes, that is a man-made volcano.

The three families have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time, and they are all old-fashioned. They know each other's methods very well, and they also know enough about the entire Yubei.

In other words, in order to trap their old opponents, they almost dig three feet into the ground, looking for a little bit of news that the opponent does not know, so that the opponent will suffer a dark loss.

They have verified the rumors about the Holy Burial Mountain countless times, and obtained definite news and evidence.

Now that Rong Xian's information is being spread out, there are enough details about the truth and the falsehood, the three giants in Yubei stand on the sidelines and remain unmoved, knowing that this is fishing.

They also don't like the presence of outsiders on their own land, so they should clean them out as soon as possible, and wrestle with their old enemies earlier.

At this time, they are extremely united, and they are waiting to see how far the young landlord can make this round.

And the other forces outside the Northern Territory became excited.

"It turns out that the Holy Burial Mountain got its name because a moral saint fell here. Hey, a moral saint is a saint of meritorious deeds, who can ascend and escape, but unexpectedly fell here without a sound. This place is weird."

"It seems that Tiandao did not choose the place randomly, but has his reasons. If that treasure stays here, it makes sense."

"We must find out the secret of the Holy Burial Mountain and find out exactly where the treasure is."

"Secretly looking for some small forces in the north to cooperate and investigate the holy mountain!"

"Immediately cooperate with other forces in the Northern Territory to investigate the Holy Burial Mountain."

"...Investigate the Holy Burial Mountain, no, I will go there myself!"

Countless voices gathered together, all heading to the Holy Burial Mountain.

As for the order issued by Rong Xian, no one mentioned it at this time.People who occasionally think of it, also regard it as a joke, as a child playing around.

At this time, they never imagined that the order of the young landlord was actually the beginning of an extreme killing.

The main body of Mount Pei, who was sitting in the cloud of Cangwu Mountain, opened his eyes and looked at the Holy Burial Mountain.

Under the eyes of the law, cause and effect are entangled, the sky is bloody, and there is a flash of fighting spirit.

He closed his eyes and whispered softly: "This child, at his age, how can he be so murderous. Is it the influence of the Sun family?"

In the Divine Sword Sect, Sect Master Chi, who was in seclusion, heard the report from the elders outside, but did not respond.

The elder bowed, turned and left.

The elder realized that if the suzerain did not respond, it meant that this matter was not important, and would not even affect the Divine Sword Sect, and everything in the sect could go on as usual.

The three giants in the northern region remained unmoved strangely, and the small sects below were instigated by external forces, and their profile became more and more high-profile these days.

Appearing in front of people, showing holiness in front of mortals, and being exclaimed and feared by mortals, I feel very remarkable, and the whole world has become the world of these fish and shrimps.

After someone actually found traces of the monster clan in the Holy Burial Mountain, many forces couldn't sit still.

Even the Yaozu showed up at the risk of being killed. Could it be that the news is true?

The Holy Burial Mountain was full of wind and rain, but Rong Xian still stayed quietly in the east hall of Liuguang Tower.

But news from the outside world reached Rong Xian all the time, and she was in charge of the overall situation.

On the second day of the decree, no one left Yubei, but more people poured into the funeral mountain.

Rong Xian looked up at the gloomy sky, raised her jaw, and said with a half-smile: "How many people went to the Holy Burial Mountain?"

Behind her, Chuying thought for a while: "From the news from the spies, there are at least a hundred people."

After a pause, she added: "Among them, the second-rate and third-rate sects have the largest number of people, and the top forces have never seen any influence."

Rong Xian said in a deep voice: "It's not that they didn't go, it's that the ones they went were all strong and concealed enough, that's why they weren't caught by the people below."

She murmured: "It's almost the same."

She took out the jade slip and said to the other side: "It's time to start."

The voice fell, and there was a muffled thunder.

This is the first thunder of the year.

The Holy Burial Mountain looks the same as before. Woodcutters still occasionally go in to cut firewood, and hunters often go to catch their prey. Even the sons and daughters of some wealthy families occasionally gather in groups to watch the wisteria flowers on the Holy Burial Mountain.

The only monks who stepped into the ranks of Qi refiners were all scared to death when they approached the Holy Burial Mountain. In their spiritual perception, they could clearly perceive that there were countless powerful spiritual thoughts covering the Holy Burial Mountain. Leave no gaps.

At noon, the sky was cloudy and muggy with no wind.

A young man in a gray robe walked out from the Holy Burial Mountain. His face was pale and cautious, and his clothes were tattered, but there was a mysterious charm about him.

The moment he appeared, in the eyes of many powers, he was as eye-catching as a bright light in the dark night.

Several divine thoughts collided and talked in the void.

"The breath is wrong, a little mysterious."

"He seems to be the monk who walked in yesterday. At that time, I thought that he was just like other casual monks, just trying to get lucky."

"No, he did pretend to be lucky."

"—This breath is the breath of heaven, mixed with a trace of the power of time."

"Stop him! Catch him!"

In the void, several big hands grabbed at the young man.

The young man seemed to be aware of the crisis, showing fear, and backed away again and again.

When he retreated, those big hands froze for a moment and began to fight each other.

The fight between them was not earth-shattering, not even loud, and even the vegetation and leaves were not disturbed.

Those big hands with aura and rules converge, you pat me, I pat you, it's like a game between children playing palms.

Not scary, but kind of funny.

However, when some monks with slightly stronger cultivation base watched the battle, their expressions were solemn and they did not dare to approach.

This is a collision between Tao and Tao, rules and rules.Taoism follows nature, and the strongest have integrated themselves into nature and are independent of nature.

The monks are afraid, they will still stand outside the battlefield, watching the battle, and want to learn something from it.

The battle ended quickly. After several big hands fought each other, after realizing that they couldn't do anything to each other, they restrained tacitly and acted very decisively.

The supreme divine thoughts collided with each other again, and after a while, the big hands covered in clouds and mist dissipated in the void, leaving only one.

That big hand reached out to the gray-robed youth who was fleeing. It didn't show any momentum, but it made people have nowhere to escape.

Seeing that he was about to be arrested, the young man closed his eyes tightly and shouted in fear: "At the bottom of the mountain in the middle of the Holy Burial Mountain, I found a wordless book, but I can't get close, there is..."

Before he finished speaking, someone in the void reprimanded lightly: "Forbidden."

The face of the gray-robed youth froze, his mouth moved, but he didn't say a word.

Then, a gust of wind blew, and several leaves fell from his head and floated to the ground.

The young man took a few steps back in fear, and found that no one was obstructing him, so he turned around and ran away.

At this time, there is indeed no one to hinder the youth.

Since he was afraid to speak out about seeing the Wordless Heavenly Book, it was too late for the most powerful man to silence him.

All the monks who followed here heard the news.

Before the young man in gray robe finished speaking, countless figures walked towards the depths of the Holy Burial Mountain.

First, the strong ones who came to the north of the domain to participate in the ceremony of the Liuguang Tower, followed by the core disciples and elders of the other domains, and finally some small sects and casual cultivators who were fishing in troubled waters...

It's messed up, totally messed up.

If you stand above Yubei, you can see that the Burial Holy Mountain is like a magnet, forming a magnetic field storm. Countless monks are attracted by it, and they all converge towards the center of the storm.

Most people are convinced of the news that the Heavenly Dao Holy Artifact is in the Burial Mountain, because few people know that the true face of the Heavenly Dao Holy Artifact is a wordless book.

There were only a few old monsters who knew about it, and that young man whose cultivation was no more than Foundation Establishment could never have known about it.

After ruling out that the young man was disguised or taken away by other old monsters, the truth of the matter soared.

Not only countless fish and shrimps appeared on the Burial Holy Mountain, but even a few raptors appeared, because it was the wordless scripture.

Fortunately, they still remembered the Zhige Agreement, so they didn't dare to fight.

As for the young man who shouted the news, no one paid any attention.

Even if someone wanted to find someone, when he thought of how many figures were heading towards the young man at that time, he knew that he would not survive.

Let it go, don't miss it anymore.

As for what news those who chased them would get, no one was in a hurry.

It doesn't matter who it is, because once the sacred artifact of the heavenly way appears in the world, it will definitely cause changes in the world.This change is most obvious to the strong.

For this reason, none of the strongest fighters who fought before showed up, as quietly as if they never existed.

They didn't go to the holy mountain to bury them, and even restrained their thoughts, they didn't search for the holy artifact.

After the cultivation base is advanced, I have a little feeling for fate.

People who are proficient in this way have done fortune-telling for themselves several times, and they are destined not to be able to obtain the holy artifact of the heavenly way.

That being the case, they let others pick it up, as long as they are 'given' to themselves, it's fine.

So now they don't waste time to get to the bottom of it, but patiently wait for the "destined person" to find the holy artifact for them.

It was within Rong Xian's expectation that Xeon would not enter the game. After all, they were indeed in the game, and she had nothing to do with them.

There is a saying that is good, #一力改万法#, it means that with enough strength, you can break all kinds of spells.

It is also applicable here, as long as the power is strong enough, there is no fear of any calculations.

Somewhere outside the Holy Burial Mountain, Miao Wu in a black cloak punched someone to the ground, raised her leg and kicked behind her, kicking the attacker away.

She gritted her teeth, grinned grinningly, and chewed out the title that made him feel aggrieved.

"Young Master—" You really know how to find trouble for me!
Miao Wu looked at the monks lying on the ground, and said with a suppressed aura, "It's all dealt with."

Several men in black wearing the pansy logo quickly and skillfully dragged the people away and cleaned the battlefield.

Miao Wu glanced at the person who was hiding, and said angrily: "Okay, those who chased and killed you have been dealt with, and I will escort you back to the East Hall."

Shi Shiran, a young man in gray robe, walked out, who was the one who yelled 'Book of Words' before.

At this time, he no longer had the youthfulness and fear before, and when he smiled, he was steady and melodious, like a bright moon.

"Thank you for protecting the law, I am very grateful." Du Zhuo said with a smile.

He was ordered to come out to carry out the task, which was to find a way to let everyone know that there was a wordless scripture in the burial mountain in the public.

He also thought about what to do if he was stopped in advance and couldn't shout out, so he recorded this sentence in the photo stone, and recorded it hundreds of times.

Once he can't speak, throw the photo stone out.

He also considered the possibility of being captured by Da Neng to search his soul, or even be killed.

Fortunately, it's not that bad, is it?

With this life, he won the bet.

From today onwards, no matter how many people are around the little lady, they will never forget him as a confidant who is willing to risk his life.

Du Zhuo laughed lowly, with a bit of craziness of surviving after a catastrophe and calculating success.

But Miao Wu glanced her head aside, and said violently: "Don't laugh like that, you are as insidious as that ghost girl Rong Xian."

Du Zhuo's smiling face froze, coughed lightly, and put on a coffin face, and Miao Wu's attitude became better.

Du Zhuo: Very good, there is a reason to sue.

Liuguang Tower, the main hall.

Gu Sheng, who was flipping through the information, saw a certain message, his eyes froze.

"Wu Sheng, do you know what the Heavenly Dao Holy Artifact looks like?" He asked suddenly.

Wusheng shook his head: "I don't know. It turns out that the holy artifact of the heavenly way has a specific appearance."

Gu Sheng closed all the information, his eyes were as deep as an invisible sea, and he whispered softly: "You don't even know, how did that child know."

Wusheng knew what the landlord was asking, and he also read the news after it was uploaded.

"Could it be the young master's nonsense?" Wu Sheng asked tentatively.

Gu Cheng chuckled, but the nonsense happened to be right?
This kind of coincidence is normal for others, but it is absolutely impossible for his apprentice.

So, what does Pippi know?
Master Gu looked at the East Hall, and his gentle tone became cold: "Go and check, is there any outsider who has come into contact with Pippi recently."

"My subordinate, go here."

After Wusheng left, a sigh sounded in the hall.

"I haven't seen Pippi these two days, is it because I'm tired of my preaching and refused to show up? As a master, I really failed." Gu Sheng sighed pretendingly, "It's really sad."

Of course, this was just a superficial reason. Gu Sheng knew that his apprentice was preparing for something important, so he didn't bother her.

It's just that when the wordless news came out, he couldn't restrain his curiosity.

After sighing again, Mr. Gu picked up the file and started to process it. It's better to be busy.

At this critical juncture, he relied on strong self-control to restrain his curiosity and suspicion.

(End of this chapter)