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After defeating the Qishan tribe's formation, Zhang Wei naturally took over everything in the Qishan tribe. After Uzhina led the Mongolian army into Qishan, this tribe that had dominated the grassland for tens of thousands of years became a history.

After brainwashing more than a dozen Nascent Souls of the former Qishan Tribe to become his own, Zhang Wei handed over the matter of taking over the remnants of the Qishan Tribe to Wu Zhina and others, and he went to the depths of Qishan Mountain.

In his perception, his innate gourd of good fortune is there!

But my connection with it is now very weak.

Could it be that after the innate gourd of good fortune accidentally fell into this place, the Holy Spirit of Qishan realized that this treasure was extraordinary, so he started refining it?

Zhang Wei guessed in his heart, and then quickly entered the depths of Qishan Mountain.

After passing over the Qishan Mountain, which was two-thirds destroyed by his kick, Zhang Wei traveled more than 30,000 miles deeper and saw a black mountain range.

No plants survive on the Black Mountain.

Some are just pure black ores.

The entire mountain range is composed of large and small black ores. Countless peaks composed of black ores point directly to the sky, like an unruly demon stretching out its sharp fingers to send a signal of contempt to the gods!

A wave of evil energy rose into the sky, soaking half of the sky and turning it into a dark gray color. People couldn't help but feel heavy, and instinctively wanted to refuse to enter this place.

But Zhang Wei's eyes widened instantly after seeing this black mountain range.

The familiar colors and familiar atmosphere made Zhang Wei couldn't help but recall the beautiful memories in the past.

coal!

Or dirty stone!

A whole mountain range made of dirty rocks!

Zhang Wei flew up and flew as high into the sky as possible. He saw that the land of black gold became wider and wider, and in the end the end of the mountain range could not be seen with the naked eye.

Zhang Wei then released his soul and wanted to find out!

boom---

The soul sank into the virtual world, and Zhang Wei instantly saw a piece of pure darkness. Even with the powerful power of the soul that he could detect within a million miles in the virtual world, he still could not detect the end, and could only see a pure darkness. Black!

"Be good..."

Zhang Wei sighed in shock.

He didn't expect that there was such a treasure hidden in the Hetu Grassland!

With his current power of soul, he cannot detect the end of this place, which means that this black mountain covers at least a million miles in radius! They are even bigger than the Black Sea in Snow Country!

If King Qilin and the others found out, they would all have to send troops to go on an expedition, howling!

But at this moment, Zhang Wei's wanton exploration of the power of the soul seemed to offend the remaining ancient power here.

The monstrous evil energy above the Black Gold Mountains intertwined with each other and turned into huge phantoms. These phantoms could only be seen by Zhang Wei who was in the virtual world at this moment.

Among them is an ancient monster with a white head and one eye, an ox's body and a snake's tail. According to legend, it can make vegetation wither, cut off rivers, and plunge the earth into desolation.

There is also a drought demon with a voluptuous figure, but an extremely ugly and terrifying appearance. It looks very similar to the human race, but it exudes billowing heat.

There was even a Golden Crow that Zhang Wei had encountered before...

There are dozens of statues, large and small, each of them is a leader among the powerful races in ancient times. During their lifetime, their cultivation level has at least reached the realm of Hedao, or even the legendary Mahayana realm!

But at this moment, without exception, they were all dead.

The flesh and blood of the body turned into filthy stone, and the remaining spiritual thoughts turned into evil aura, stirring up wind and rain over the black gold mountain range.

After sensing that Zhang Wei was "rebellious" and wantonly released the power of his soul to investigate, the remaining spiritual thoughts of these ancient strong men immediately rioted, transformed into their former appearance and wrapped around Zhang Wei's soul, intending to pollute it. !

Faced with such a situation, even though these ancient powerful men have been dead for who knows how many years, and their remaining power has become extremely weak, but with the blessing of a large amount of turbid energy, it is enough to make the gods transforming monks change their expressions. .

But unfortunately, Zhang Wei is not an ordinary god.

Facing the attack of these turbid air, Zhang Wei just snorted coldly.

"Remnants of the old era, there are no ships to carry you in the new era!"

The next moment, the power of electromagnetic divine thoughts exploded, sweeping across mountains with a radius of millions of miles like a strong wind and waves.

Clear away all the turbid air!

And whether it was Fei, Drought Demon, or Golden Crow...the remnants of the spiritual thoughts left by these predecessors were all wiped out by Zhang Wei, and their power was turned into the purest spiritual energy, condensed into clouds. , covering the sky with a radius of millions of miles, making the atmosphere of the entire land no longer so depressing.

But Zhang Wei knew that this was just treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.

He just helped clean up the turbid air accumulated in the sky for millions of miles nearby. The filthy rocks below that made up the entire earth were not moved at all. It is estimated that it will not take long until the turbid air from other areas spreads over. This area will The sky has to return to the way it was at the beginning.

But if he were to transform the filthy stones here into spiritual energy by himself, all his ten thousand years of life in the God Transformation realm would be wasted here!

"Oh... I'm impulsive..."

Zhang Wei scratched his head regretfully. If he had known there was such a treasured land here, he would have been gentler.

Otherwise, he would have tens of millions more strong laborers to dig coal for him!

It seems that when dealing with other tribes in the future, you will have to hold back your strength.

After beating everyone to death, who will dig coal for me in the future?

As long as a thermal power plant and a dirty stone conversion park are built here, Zhang Wei will have a huge industry comparable to the Ice Abyss Black Sea, with a steady supply of spiritual stone resources, and will no longer be a freeloader!

No, I have never been a freeloader!

Zhang Wei shook his head and flew into the dirty stone mountain range, starting to look for his innate fortune gourd.

During the flight, Zhang Wei was surprised to find that the dirty stone mountain range was slightly different from the normal mountain range.

Although most of the area was covered with dirty stones and the original appearance could not be seen, Zhang Wei could still find some artificial traces in some corners...even giant monster statues made of a large number of dirty stones!

Zhang Wei stopped and frowned as he looked at a mountain that was thousands of feet high.

This mountain is different from ordinary peaks. It has obvious limbs, one end is high and bulging, and there are two protruding cliffs at the front, like a bull!

This was not the first strange mountain he had seen. Along the way, Zhang Wei could see one every thousand miles. A rough count showed that there were thirty of them!

Although Zhang Wei knew that the so-called dirty stones and black rain were the remains of the bodies of the powerful Hedao Realm after they failed to break through.

But isn't this too much?

These thirty were the ones he saw. If we count the ones he didn't see, how many Hedao Realm were there in the entire mountain range?

There must be at least eight hundred if not a thousand!

Eight hundred Hedao Realm...

There are more than the Lianxu Venerables in the entire Dongzhou!

There are probably not so many Hedao Realm in the entire Haomiao Realm now!

How could this small Hetu Grassland attract so many Hedao Realm masters?

"Could it be... this is an ancient battlefield?"

Zhang Wei thought of the legend of the birth of Beimo.

The reason why the North Desert is called the North Desert is because of a great war in ancient times. There were too many strong men involved, and the struggle was too fierce. The spirit veins of the North Border collapsed and turned into this endless desert.

If this is the center of the war, or at least one of the battlefields, then there are so many dirty stones here, and it makes sense that the Hetu grassland is vast but poor in resources.

It was simply destroyed!

Later, the Zoroastrianism and the Hanhai Xian Dynasty did not know whether they looked down on the Hetu grassland, or no one wanted to count sheep and guard the toilet. In short, they did not send people to occupy this place, leaving a group of herdsmen here to entertain themselves.

But it’s good. If there were monks from the Zoroastrianism and the Hanhai Xian Dynasty stationed here, it would not be his turn to pick up the leak.

Zhang Wei patted the mountain formed by the remains of the bull demon, who was at least a demon saint in his lifetime, and then walked all the way to the depths of the mountains. After walking for nearly half a day.

Zhang Wei finally came to the edge of a cliff.

Below the cliff, there was a vast black ocean that was the same as the Black Sea of ​​the Ice Abyss, and at the end of the cliff.

Unexpectedly, there sat an old monk who looked as lifeless as a corpse!

"Hmm..."

A hoarse voice sounded, and the old monk who looked like a corpse moved as if he had noticed Zhang Wei's arrival.

Bits of black residue fell from his body, as if he was a statue that had come to life.

Then, the old monk turned his head stiffly.

He showed a face like dry bark, and paused as he looked at Zhang Wei, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

Then he trembled and bowed to Zhang Wei.

"Meet... meet... Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang is still as charming as ever!"

Looking at the old monk in front of him, Zhang Wei's eyes lingered on the other's fragile limbs that looked like dry branches.

Said: "Fellow Daoist Neng Hui, I didn't expect you to fall into such a situation..."

Yes, the old monk in front of him is Neng Hui!

Neng Hui smiled, and his withered face was full of bitterness. He could not see the solemn appearance of the past, as if he was a living Buddha.

At the beginning, Zhang Wei's breakthrough caused the collapse of space. He was already seriously injured, and also suffered some of the damage caused by Zhang Wei's breakthrough. He could not exert one tenth or one twelfth of his strength. Of course, he could not resist the erosion of the space force that even Zhang Wei could not resist. His situation was worse than Zhang Wei.

To make matters worse, Neng Hui did not have Zhang Wei's luck to fall directly to a safe place.

He was very unlucky to fall into this dirty stone mountain range.

He did not have Zhang Wei's electromagnetic divine thoughts and the means to transform turbid air. Being in a place full of turbid air, he could not even recover from his injuries and escape from here, but his injuries worsened.

To this day, his meridians are not only blocked by the force of space, but also filled with turbid air that erodes his vitality.

The fact that he can hold on until now already shows that he has a deep cultivation.

But even so, Neng Hui's current situation is not good, and he will have less than 80 years of life at most.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but sigh.

The former Buddhist cultivation genius has fallen into such a situation.

If he hadn't discovered him, he would have died in obscurity in this place full of turbid air.

"Where is my gourd?"

Zhang Wei walked in front of Neng Hui and said, while extending his hand.

In his perception, his innate gourd of good fortune was in the other's hand.

It should have happened to fall in the same place and was picked up by Neng Hui.

Neng Hui did not cover it up, but tremblingly took out a package from his arms.

Zhang Wei took it and opened it and immediately saw the familiar gourd. Although it was located in a filthy place, the innate gourd was inevitably affected.

But it was no big deal. Zhang Wei used electromagnetic divine thoughts to refine it twice and it was almost the same.

However, at this moment, Zhang Wei felt that the furoshiki looked familiar.

After taking a closer look, I realized that this is not the Baina cassock, the treasure of merit and virtue of the other party?

It's just that the Baina cassock at this moment is even more broken than when it came out of Taotie's stomach. Not only was it fragmented and damaged by the power of space, but the surface was still filled with turbid air.

Is there a Baina cassock that is not used to protect myself but is used to protect my magic weapon?

This guy...

Zhang Wei hung the gourd on his waist and asked: "I don't understand something. I see that you also have a Buddha's heart. Why did you help the evil tyrants in the first place and be the pioneer for Tianlong?"

Neng Shan just said indifferently: "How can you give up on others just because the patient is unwilling to cooperate in treating diseases and saving people?"

Then, Neng Shan told Zhang Wei about his past.

When he was young, he was not the Buddha-minded person he is now. Not only that, because he had been an orphan since he was a child, he was instead a ruffian, a scumbag, a scumbag who kicked in widows' doors at night and never did anything less.

People like him can be said to be hated by humans and dogs.

Even he himself thought that he would be like this for the rest of his life.

Come in confusion, leave in confusion.

Until he met the Tianlong Bodhisattva who came down to earth to experience while stealing.

Tianlong Bodhisattva did not persuade him because he was a gangster. Even if he bluntly said that he did not need the so-called "rescue", Tianlong still did not give up.

At that time, he had no respect for Tianlong.

Even like many disciples who refused to join Buddhism in every possible way, they felt that Tianlong was unreasonable and a fool.

However, one day, he fought with another group of gangsters, was seriously injured, and was thrown into a corner to die.

He himself thought he was going to die.

However, at this moment, Tianlong appeared.

He saved him.

Even if you give up on yourself.

But Tianlong still took action.

Afterwards, he asked Tianlong why he wanted to save himself, a scum of society, even though he had already given up on himself.

Wouldn't it be better to just let him rot in the corner alone?

After all, he chose this path himself!

Why are you meddling?

However, Tianlong said at that time: "You always say that you choose your own path, but in fact you have no choice!"

"From then on, I became a disciple of Master."

Having said this, Neng Hui showed a smile of reminiscence and said: "From now on, I take Master's words as a creed, because as Master said, many people actually have no choice... about their origins. , the environment they live in deprives them of the right to choose.

If I had not been an orphan and had parents who loved me, I might not have embarked on the path of sneaking around.

If I had been a rich young man back then, I might have been able to study and take exams, or I would have been a playboy and a playboy.

But at that time, I had nothing. I was impoverished and only surrounded by a group of scoundrels, and I could only fall into depravity.

It seems I chose to fall.

But really, do I have a choice?

No.

If I hadn't met Master by chance, I wouldn't have been able to change my destiny.

So I'm lucky. And I want to pass this luck on! Let more people who have no choice come out of the sea of ​​suffering! "

When he said this, Neng Hui raised his head, looked at Zhang Wei and smiled: "Donor Zhang, if you were the master, what would you do? Would you save me at that time?"

Zhang Wei paused.

He thought about it.

Although he is nosy, if he encounters someone in Neng Hui's situation, he will probably just put aside his desire to help others, respect the fate of others, and let them fend for themselves.

No, maybe it will also teach the gangsters who are stealing an unforgettable lesson. At most, they will be reformed through labor.

Instead of "treating diseases and saving people" like the original Tianlong Bodhisattva.

Unexpectedly, the Tianlong Bodhisattva who wanted to forcibly transform himself and taught a Bo Xun monk who was good at it turned out to be such a person in the past! It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance!

No wonder Neng Hui can be so determined.

Could it be that I saw it wrong?

Is the other person actually a good person?

Zhang Wei fell into deep thought.

He couldn't help but think of Si Junpeng, whom he met when he was young.

At the beginning... he had no choice.

If he had persisted a little longer, would his fate have been different?

Zhang Wei felt a little heavy.

But suddenly, Zhang Wei suddenly remembered a fiery red figure.

Chi Lian's figure and the scenes on the Canglan River suddenly woke him up.

wrong!

Zhang Wei shook his head violently.

He was almost taken into the ditch by Neng Hui!

Zhang Wei snorted coldly: "Is this the reason why you don't respect the wishes of others and forcibly transform others? No matter what, you are just putting a coat of kindness on your sinful behavior. It's disgusting, it's disgusting! What you think is good is actually worse than evil!

How did Tianlong Bodhisattva do it back then?

He didn't use any coercion.

And what have you done now?

I only see quick success and quick gain in you!

Neng Hui, whether it is you or your master Tianlong, maybe you were all good people in the past, I admire you, but now, you have all recited the sutras wrongly! "

After these words, Neng Hui was indifferent for a long time.

After a while, Neng Hui sighed.

"Alas... my original intention..."

As he sighed, Neng Hui's whole body began to disintegrate, turning into golden light spots all over the sky and slowly disappearing, leaving only a golden relic on the spot.

He died.

And Zhang Wei also looked at the slowly dissipating golden light spots and sighed deeply.

Then he picked up the relic left by Neng Hui and turned away.