Urban Witcher

Ye Shaoyang looked at the gods on the waves and shouted loudly, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Master, I may not be a human priest, anyway, I don't think I am..."

"Shut up!"

Finally, I saw Mount Sumeru, and Ye Shaoyang was so tired that he could only grit his teeth and persevere. This time he held on a little longer, and when he got to the bottom of the mountain, he couldn't do it anymore. He resisted a wave with his body and pushed Chen Xiaoxu up with all his strength. He almost fell unconscious in the water and was washed out by the wave.

Sibao and others quickly pulled him over, seeing that he was fine, they asked Chen Xiaoxu how he was.

"I went up the mountain, I don't know."

Everyone looked over together, but nothing could be seen except a white mist.

However, Chen Xiaoxu's eyes opened up. After going up the mountain, the previous resistance suddenly disappeared. Looking around, what a wonderful world this is!

From the outside, it seemed like an ordinary green mountain, but when I climbed it, it felt like I was in another time and space.

This mountain is full of tall trees, from the branches and leaves to the trunks all shine with a bronze-colored light, and the tree species are also unprecedented in the world. There are countless light balls that look like spirits flying in the jungle. There are all of them, the big ones are as big as a fist, and the small ones are like flies. Some stop on the trees, and some fly around in the air.

Chen Xiaoxu couldn't help reaching out to touch one, but the little thing seemed to have a sense of autonomy and flew away immediately.

It feels like being in a dream world...

Chen Xiaoxu looked back, the mountain was covered by mist, and Ye Shaoyang could no longer see it. After thinking about it, he continued to go up the mountain.

There is no road, but the gaps in the woods are wide, and the ground is so full of fallen leaves that it feels like velvet to walk on.

Chen Xiaoxu took a deep breath, sensed his luck, and was shocked in his heart, the aura on this mountain was so strong! At least ten times that of the human world, no, even a hundred times!

As expected of Mount Sumeru...

Chen Xiaoxu went up the mountain with a feeling of awe and reverence. He calculated the time in his head and climbed for about 20 minutes. When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw a bell, no, it was a tripod, similar to Qingzhou tripod, Jingzhou tripod, etc It looks quite similar, Chen Xiaoxu looked up, and immediately felt a sense of vicissitudes and majesty. He guessed in his heart that this was probably one of the nine tripods, but he didn't know which one it was.

Chen Xiaoxu walked over and looked up and down, and saw that there were also many characters on the giant tripod, but the fonts were too small, and he was not good at classical Chinese, so he couldn't understand it at all, so he had to give up.

I thought there must be a reason why this big tripod was placed in the middle of the top of Mount Sumeru, but Chen Xiaoxu went around and found that there was nothing on the top of the mountain except this big tripod.

Chen Xiaoxu stayed there for a long time, and could only go back to the bottom of the tripod, inspected carefully, but still found nothing, so he flew to the mouth of the tripod, saw that the tripod was empty, and there seemed to be some pattern carved on the bottom, so he jumped down to see what happened.

In the middle of the bottom of the cauldron, there are some patterns engraved in a circle, and there are black and white breaths in the middle, swirling around, as if there is an air hole underneath.

Chen Xiaoxu was surprised. Looking at the patterns again, they looked like seal characters, but the writing was very simple, and it looked like some kind of symbol.

Could it be a hexagram?

Feeling very mysterious, Chen Xiaoxu couldn't help reaching out to touch those symbols and patterns. Suddenly, these symbols all lit up, releasing purple and golden rays of light, forming a circle in the sky above, covering his whole body.

For some reason, Chen Xiaoxu felt that the light was scrutinizing himself, and he couldn't help but think of the kind of scanning that took a high-speed rail plane to go through the security check, and he froze for a while, not knowing what to do.

After the two purple and gold qi "scanned" for a while, they began to surround him, moving up and down, and gradually spread out, covering his sight.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Xiaoxu had a shock, as if he woke up from a dream, looking around, he was no longer in the cauldron, but in a dilapidated temple, floating in mid-air, he could see The whole picture of the temple, but the bluestone on the ground is broken, weeds are overgrown, and the tiles and houses are broken, which is quite a decadent scene.

In the open space in front of the Daxiong Hall, there were dozens of people, men, women, old and young, standing in the field, all holding bowls, all of them with pale faces, looking eagerly at the Daxiong Hall.

Two of them were talking, and Chen Xiaoxu roughly understood after listening for a while. It turned out that this was the time of war (the age is unknown), and there was a famine, and the victims were everywhere. Porridge, to help the nearby victims, these people are the nearby victims who come to drink porridge.

Chen Xiaoxu waited with these victims. After a while, a large pot was brought out, and several monks greeted everyone to start receiving the porridge. Some victims commented that the porridge was a little thinner today, and several monks said that the temple was also intermittent. No, even they themselves now live on this porridge every day.

After the porridge was served, some of the victims thanked and went down the mountain, and some went directly to the dilapidated rooms in front to rest. A few monks ate the leftover porridge, which inevitably mixed with some complaints.

"Just now, the master wants to be a good person, and he does it by himself. Why bother to bring us together, let him earn his fame, and we suffer together and eat this porridge..."

Several young monks echoed in low voices, at this moment one of the older ones coughed and said, "The abbot himself eats this too."

After saying a word, everyone looked at each other and fell silent.

At this moment, a monk came out of the main hall and rang the bell, and several monks came out from the courtyards and wing rooms, a total of forty or fifty—Chen Xiaoxu saw that although the temple was dilapidated, it still occupied a large area. Yes, it means that it was once prosperous, and it is not surprising that there are so many monks.

After everyone arrived, an old monk came slowly from the Daxiong Palace. His cassock was worn out like a bath towel. It seems that the video is mosaiced, or the pixels are very low, and only the outline of the facial features can be roughly seen.