Be Passive In The High Martial World

Chapter 171 The man who climbs high and reaches for the stars meets Xi Mengquan for the first time (two in one)

The huge crack in the sky transmigrated the entire Fu Li Xianzhou battlefield. As long as the people in it raised their heads, they could see it clearly.

Regardless of whether it was Jiang Yunching and Shen Meinan who were trying to stop Chen Kuang directly below, they were forced back by the "Time" Great Dao.

It was Ming Yan, Tang Qiusheng, and Xiuzhu who had retreated to the edge of the entire battlefield before.

Not long ago, Tang Qiusheng and others felt deeply uneasy because Wen Yao called Ancestor Shenliao, so they chose to retreat again, all the way to a mortal town on the border of Xianzhou.

But after arriving here, they could no longer retreat, but encountered a "ghost beating the wall"——

Even if they walked outside the town, they would find that the road continued to extend. Although they felt like they were walking, in fact, they were just standing still.

According to the rules of the ancient battlefield, there is one battlefield and one space. It will not record places that are not affected by the battlefield.

This mortal town is one of the tens of millions of people gathering to support Fu Li’s 40,000 Profound Spirit Dao Gate disciples.

At this moment, because they were affected by the battlefield, most of the residents had already left early to flee, and many of the houses were damaged and on fire.

The streets were a desolate scene.

Tang Qiusheng and the other three wanted to find a place to set up a barrier formation to hide.

But I didn't expect that not long after I set foot on this street, I saw an old Taoist priest wearing loose Taoist robes on the empty street. He was riding a green deer backwards and stopped on the road, wandering around without knowing what he was doing.

Tang Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately became alert and held his jade flute.

At this time, anyone who appears strangely cannot be sure whether he is an enemy or a friend.

Especially for this old Taoist, he can't even feel a trace of cultivation!

Ming Yan blinked her eyes and said, "This... seems to be the Heavenly Saint Taoist Lord?"

Xiuzhu's eyes widened: "Seriously?! Why is he here?"

Tang Qiusheng was also surprised: "Mingyan Fellow Daoist, are you sure?"

Mingyan nodded: "I'm lucky enough to have met Tiansheng Taoist Master once. It's really hard to forget."

She pointed to the old Taoist and said: "That green deer is the Taoist mount, named 'Wuyou'."

Tang Qiusheng and Xiuzhu were speechless.

Who would name their own mount "Useless"?

However, it really looks like something the mysterious "Daoist" would do...

When Tang Qiusheng was hesitating, he saw the old Taoist raised his head and looked at them, and waved happily:

"Hey, friends, come over and do me a favor!"

Mingyan took the first step, Tang Qiusheng and Xiuzhu hesitated for a moment, then followed.

After taking a closer look, I realized that the green deer was not parked there because of the old road, but because some hawker in the town was in a hurry and left a pole of candied haws on the side of the road.

And this green deer is stretching its neck hard, hooking a bunch of candied haws with its tongue, chewing it up directly with the bamboo sticks, and eating it with gusto, refusing to move.

The old Taoist touched the green deer's neck, sighed and said:

"I would also like to ask a few friends to help me. Can you lift this candied haws in one lift and make this evil beast take two steps forward?"

He patted the Qinglu's butt and cursed: "It's such a small thing in the world that can't walk. No wonder you can't figure out why you've been with me for so many years."

Tang Qiusheng cupped his hands first, then took two steps forward and raised the stick of candied haws.

"Uh... like this?"

The old Taoist said quickly: "Yes, yes, yes."

He looked at Tang Qiusheng with a smile and said, "My friend, please take two more steps and lead this evil beast to the side so that I can do something to you."

Tang Qiusheng looked at the location pointed by him, but it was only ten feet away...

He was silent for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Old senior, why don't you come down by yourself and walk there holding this candied haws stick?"

The old Taoist laughed: "Hey, that's so troublesome! The old Taoist is here just waiting for people to pass by. Look, aren't some of the kids here?"

Tang Qiusheng: "..."

It turned out that he thought it was too troublesome to get down from the deer to get the candied haws, so he could only wait for the green deer to finish it by itself, or simply wait for someone to "rescue" it.

It was obvious that I only needed to take two steps, but I didn't know how long I had to wait, and I didn't know whether it saved trouble or added trouble.

However, this weird style of doing things must indeed be that of the Heavenly Saint Taoist who practices "inaction".

On this battlefield, chaos was swirling, and when the Profound Spirit Dao Gate was in danger, as the leader, he actually came to a place like this for a walk.

I really don’t know what to say...

Tang Qiusheng held up the candied haws and led the green deer to the edge of the town, where he stopped.

He said: "Old senior, there is no way out from here..."

The old Taoist laughed: "You can get out of here, you can get out of here."

Tang Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

The other party was Saint... Even though he was in the memory of the battlefield, Tang Qiusheng didn't think that the other party couldn't detect the abnormality, so how could he not know that this was the end of the battlefield.

While he was wondering, he felt that the whole world suddenly shook violently.

Tang Qiusheng and the others suddenly turned around and saw the huge crack across the sky.

Xiuzhu opened his mouth and said blankly: "Then... what is that?!"

"hiss--"

Tang Qiusheng took a breath, and the pale giant hand belonging to the Shenliao realm shattered in an instant!

They were too far away to know the details.

Tang Qiusheng twitched his face and subconsciously thought, who has such great ability to beat Shenliao Realm like this? !

Saint has no choice, so there are really not many options left.

The ones most likely to be targeted by Wen Yao are the other sect disciples who entered the Pinggu battlefield.

It is said that we are all the proud sons of heaven, but the gap cannot be so big, right?

This is too perverted!

Is it Shen Xingzhu? Yan Hui? Or Jiang Yunqing?

Even for these truly peerless geniuses, Tang Qiusheng really couldn't imagine that they could fight against the Shenliao Realm!

This can actually be called terrifying!

Tang Qiusheng's mind was buzzing...

The old Taoist suddenly said: "That is a complete 'time' Great Dao... This is a truly rare sight. Since the end of ancient times, it has been almost impossible for such a complete Great Dao to manifest."

Tang Qiusheng came back to his senses and felt keenly that this might be some kind of secret that only the Saint level could know.

Moreover, as far as he knew, the ancient battlefield and many other secret realms were formed because they were contaminated with a part of the "time".

Now that the Great Dao is manifesting at this moment, does it mean that the restriction in the secret realm is lifted?

Although the creation of this secret realm is important, it is not as important as life... Now that even Shenliao has come out, when the gods are fighting over there, they, "mortals", still have the best strategy.

Thinking of this, Tang Qiusheng raised his hands and asked quickly:

"Old senior, you said you can go out, but do you mean that we can leave this secret realm?"

The old man said: "Yes and no."

Tang Qiusheng was stunned: "What does this mean?"

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes, looked at the crack in the sky, and said lazily: "Of course you can leave, but I, the old Taoist, also want to go out for a walk."

"I have been trapped here for almost two thousand years, and these old bones are almost rotten..."

Tang Qiusheng was horrified when he heard this.

The Heavenly Saint Dao Lord in the ancient battlefield not only knew that he was reappearing in the secret realm as a memory, but he actually wanted to leave the secret realm!

The old Taoist glanced at him, as if it was rare for someone to speak, so he opened the conversation:

"My little friend, do you know what Saint wants to understand when he enters this secret realm?"

This kindness is really like the demeanor of the Heavenly Saint Daojun...

But this one in front of him is fake. What will happen if he leaves this secret realm and meets the real one?

Tang Qiusheng was worried, but he still shook his head honestly: "I don't know."

The old Taoist sighed: "We are looking for traces of the existence of 'Shenliao'."

That's right... Since the Pinggu battlefield has been preserved since ancient times, the battlefield in Shenliao Realm should naturally be recorded.

Saints, naturally want to learn from it how to advance to "Shen Liao".

Tang Qiusheng guessed: "But there is no battlefield in Shenliao Realm in this secret realm?"

The old Taoist pursed his lips, gestured to the sky, and then said:

"You saw it, Shenliaojing is right there."

The old Taoist smiled: "To put it bluntly, 'Shenliao' is not that powerful. What Saint can master is the 'Dao domain', that is, borrowing 'Tao' from this world and enclosing it as a domain, it can only be done here." used therein.”

"Those who are 'partners' are tall, remote and open, and cannot be known."

"In the Shenliao Realm, it is the man who climbs high to catch stars. He directly takes this way from the hands of heaven and earth and makes it his own completely."

"But now, even if you can see clearly, no one can pick off the stars that are so close in the sky."

The old Taoist said quietly: "The last time I saw Mu Zhao, I knew that he had already figured this out."

His voice was not loud, but in Tang Qiusheng's ears, it was deafening:

"The path between this world and the earth has been completely cut off since the end of the 'War of Hunting Sky'!"

"Therefore, he is no longer obsessed with climbing, but wants to hold everything in front of him...in his hands."

The veteran changed the topic again:

"However, he was so impatient that he couldn't see the way forward clearly and became someone's pawn."

"I sat on that observatory for too long and couldn't see many things clearly, so today... I want to see him! What on earth did that old guy see that made him so desperate!"

The words just fell.

In the sky, the crack spread rapidly, quickly crossing the entire battlefield and reaching the edge.

At the same time, it landed at the exit of this town, in front of the four people.

"Click."

The entire town collapsed in an instant, sinking into boundless darkness.

It turned out that the "time" Great Dao affected the stability of the entire Pinggu battlefield, and the layer fixed by Mu Zhao's Dao domain collapsed directly.

Everyone was shocked, but at the moment of falling, Tang Qiusheng saw the green deer carrying the old Taoist priest on its back, jumped up, chased the flying candied haws, and happened to fall into one of the scenes within the blood river in the fissure.

The old Taoist laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, use it within its usefulness, use it without any effort, and the fruit will ripen and turn red naturally. Don't ask how to cultivate the seeds!"

The moment the green deer's hoof sank into the river of blood and was about to disintegrate, Tang Qiusheng could clearly see the scene.

That is the back of a young man.

He was dressed in white, holding a glazed lotus lantern in his hand, with nine lotus flowers blooming together. He was carrying a guqin and carrying a long sword at his waist. He was facing the boundless starry sky, stepping into the void step by step, and walking towards the vast wilderness of the universe.

It seems like I am going to climb high and reach for the stars!

Tang Qiusheng was shocked.

That somewhat familiar back figure was not any of the geniuses he thought, but Chen Ruogu, whom he had never heard of before but was inexplicably cared for by Jiang Yunqing!

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think about it carefully, and then he fell into the next level of battlefield.

…

After Chen Kuang was drawn into the Great Dao of "Time", he was thrown straight towards the scabbard in the center.

The closer he got to the scabbard, the more solid and clear he could feel the "killing sword" in his mind, even like an entity, as if it could fly out and enter the scabbard at any time.

And the killing aura on the "killing sword" he transformed into also surged.

But what was faster than him was the bloody "river water" rushing towards his face.

In these "rivers", there are countless images of intertwined time and space, one wave after another, one layer higher than the other, all sweeping towards Chen Kuang.

At this moment, Chen Kuang seemed to be in countless time and space.

In a daze, for a moment, he saw a familiar figure adjusting the piano in his hand.

Although he has never seen it before, Chen Kuang can be sure that that person is Xi Mengquan!

What he holds in his hand is Dragon Gum!

However, the next moment, Chen Kuang couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

The environment where Xi Mengquan was located seemed to be a dilapidated thatched hut, and his appearance was not quite right... He actually looked like a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

Before Chen Kuang had time to react, the bloody "river" of blood around him drowned him.

While he was struggling, he suddenly looked down and saw that Wen Yao, who was supposed to die after self-destructing the Dual Pupils, actually had countless "white smoke" floating out of his body, and suddenly condensed, intending to throw himself into the next level.

Although on the surface he shouted "I'm going to die, you can't live either", but in fact, this guy had no intention of dying at all!

This "white smoke" is actually his soul!

Chen Kuang sneered in his heart:

"There are many ways to escape...but you must die here today!"

"call out--"

He raised the "killing sword" that appeared in his hand and shot toward the "white smoke"!

The Sword of Divine Soul only exists in the Bardo Realm and is not bound by the material world at all. In addition, Chen Kuang has now opened up the sea of ​​consciousness and can span thousands of miles in an instant.

Then, it split into thousands of strands.

Strangulate towards the "white smoke"!

"laugh!"

The "white smoke" was extinguished in an instant! Disappear completely!

Chen Kuang's eyes were also blurred by the "river of blood" and fell into darkness, as if his whole person was turned upside down for a moment.

Suddenly, he felt his feet hit the ground.

He quickly opened his eyes, but in front of him was a dilapidated thatched hut.

Chen Kuang was stunned.

"You...who are you? Where did you come from?!"

The young violinist in front of him looked confused and wary.

I also want to know where did I come from?

Where is this...

Chen Kuang calmed down, took a deep breath, and looked at the guqin in the young violinist's hand... No, the quality of the guqin was still new at the moment, and it was evident that it had just been made.

Chen Kuang looked strange and blurted out:

"Xi Mengquan?"

The young violinist was stunned: "How do you know my name?"

…

Taishan, Martial Saint Pavilion.

Mu Zhao stood on the top of the Martial Saint Pavilion, meditating with half-closed eyes.

All his arrangements are in place, there is only one result left. Next, all he needs to do is wait patiently...

Unfortunately, what Mu Zhao was waiting for was destined to not have a good outcome.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

Mu Zhao opened his eyes suddenly, almost to the point of splitting!

Just on the top floor of the Martial Saint Pavilion, there are two life tablets placed alone.

One of the pieces that had been broken for a long time came from Li Hongling.

The other piece is Wen Yao.

At this moment, the "fate card" left by Wen Yao... cracked!

(End of chapter)