Mythological origins

"What will happen after 233 years?" Ji Xuande fell into deep thought after his junior brother left.

He was hesitating whether to tell this news to other old monsters of the God of Transformation.

There are still 20 to 30 God of Transformation cultivators who are trapped in the Yuanyang Realm and waiting to die in the same situation as him. Gathering these people standing at the top of the Yuanyang Realm to analyze together may get more information.

But if this opportunity is limited to a certain number of people, then the gathered God of Transformation will definitely fight to the death for it.

If the news is told to others, the possibility of Ji Xuande grabbing the opportunity to ascend will naturally be much smaller.

Ji Xuande is not good at divination, but he can ask people who are proficient in divination.

When you are in doubt, do a divination first.

…

"Why did I go down the mountain?" Master Jin Guang was the first to wake up from his confusion.

"…"

"Shui Jing?" He saw Master Shui Jing walking like a zombie with his eyes dull, and shouted hard in his ear.

But there seemed to be no response.

"What the hell, Shuijing!"

"Shuijing!"

"Shuijing!"

"Pa!"

Master Jin Guang shouted three times, and finally slapped the confused Shuijing master to wake up.

"Why did you hit me, kid!"

Master Shuijing complained, covering his red and hot face.

Master Jin Guang really used his strength and slapped him hard, and his face is still burning.

"Do you remember what happened just now?"

"Of course I remember, you hit me! And you beat me to death!"

"..."

"I'm not talking about this, I mean, do you remember where we were just now?"

"Where... Were we not hiding from the rain in the dilapidated temple, and then a group of thieves broke into the temple? Hey, where is the temple, such a big temple?!" Master Shuijing looked at the empty space behind him, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Miss Zhao and the others are gone, and the thieves are gone too. It must be the problem of the mysterious man in white."

"How do you know?"

"I remember that just now, in order to survive, I forced myself to recognize the mysterious man as my master. Then, from the moment he said 'I don't have any apprentices', all my memories were gone..."

"Wait, I seem to have passed this place once when I came here... Turn around and continue walking for about 20 miles, it should be the location of the temple."

"Ah?! Does that mean that we walked a full 20 miles while our consciousness was blurred?!"

"Then... do we want to go back and take a look?"

"Go! I still want to find Miss Zhao!"

Master Jin Guang fell in love with Zhao Zilin at first sight, and he couldn't forget her. Not to mention that the two of them were now guest monks of the Zhao family, and they were paid a monthly salary of spirit stones.

If they didn't find the golden thigh and hold it, the two of them would become lonely ghosts and cheat people everywhere.

After walking 20 miles in a daze, it was not an easy task to walk another 20 miles on their own.

When the two dragged their almost numb legs to the ruined temple, it was almost dark.

"Miss Zhao, Uncle Zhong!" It was a bit unexpected that their golden thighs were also near this ruined temple.     However, the ruined temple was not worthy of the name at this time.

Because there was only a ruin at the scene.

Whether it was the architectural structure of the temple itself or the statues in the temple, they had all turned into fragments scattered on the ground.

"Master Jin Guang, Master Shui Jing, you are back as expected." The head of the guard, Uncle Zhong, heard their voices from afar, and with the help of a guard, he walked towards the two people with a limp.

The other people of the Zhao family also followed.

"Miss, what happened?"

Master Jin Guang's little head was full of big doubts.

"Let Uncle Zhong tell you, he is the only one who experienced it soberly."

The two looked at the leader Zhao Zhong eagerly.

"After the man in white said 'I don't have any disciples', I was actually fooled and was ready to leave like you guys, like someone with amnesia."

"But my legs were too badly injured and I couldn't walk at all.

I forced myself to take a few steps, but before I could walk out of the temple gate, I fell to the ground again. But it was a blessing in disguise. The pain woke me up from my daze. I couldn't get up, so I just lay there and waited for you to come back."

"After a while, another strange old man came to the temple gate. The two of them didn't even look at me. They looked at each other for a few seconds, He ran to the sky to fight.

The fight was so fierce that the sun and moon were dark. I could not see anything except white in my eyes.

Later, a gust of evil wind blew over and blew away the broken temple.

I thought I was going to be buried alive in the tiles, but I didn't expect that the broken tiles and wood that fell down just didn't hit me. "

"I couldn't move at all, so I could only lie there and wait..."

Because of the serious injury, Zhao Zhong's words were a little intermittent and unclear, but Master Jin Guang and the others still roughly understood what the old man wanted to express.

The mysterious man in white was a high-level cultivator, so he didn't take them, a group of mortals, seriously at all. Later, he fought with another cultivator and destroyed the broken temple.

"Miss, let's not talk about the senior master first. What should we do now? If we continue to stay where we are, what if the killer also recovers and comes back..."

"Let's hide our identities first and take Uncle Zhong back to Linzhou City to see a doctor to heal his wounds in secret. When he gets better, we can consider seeking revenge on Zhao San."

The backbone that she had always relied on was seriously injured, and Miss Zhao had to make the decision herself. In the past, Zhao Zhong was responsible for making plans and deciding on actions.

"But isn't Linzhou City the location of the Zhao family?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest. Zhao San, that guy, would never guess that we not only didn't flee, but were also under his nose.

And Uncle Zhong's injury is not light. It is estimated that only the doctors in Linzhou City can handle it better nearby."

"Since Miss has decided so, I, Jin Guang, will follow you to Linzhou City."

"Me too!"

The two who have no experience in the martial arts world and are not afraid of things and are not afraid of self-preservation, have been completely fascinated by Miss Zhao, who is beautiful and a little haggard.

…

“Jin Guang, guess what level of cultivation the man in white we saw that day was at?”

‘I don’t know what level of cultivation he was at, but I know I was about to break through the second level of Qi Refining…’

In a medicine shop in Linzhou City, Master Jin Guang was chatting with his friend Master Shui Jing.

After that day, the group successfully entered Linzhou City.

They found a close friend of Zhao Zilin’s father and took shelter in the medicine shop of this friend, living there peacefully for more than a month.