Taoist chanting

Chapter 861 Promise 800 years late

In the spare time of waiting under the night sky, the restless Lu Zijin chatted with Gui Fudo, his ideas were wild and unconstrained.

"Old Turtle, you said that there is only such a large area left in the secret realm that can survive. Is it true that most of the treasures and resources are concentrated here?"

Gui Fudo glanced at the familiar donkey, wondering what bad things this guy is trying to do?
He thought about it carefully, and said via voice transmission: "The deterioration of the environment of the secret realm to collapse did not happen overnight. It was formed gradually over hundreds of years and thousands of years. It stands to reason that the treasures and resources of various forces will slowly flow here, and all that remains It's the essence that they don't need." Seeing the burly man laughing like a thief, Kame Fudo asked through voice transmission: "You don't want to rob them, do you?"

This black guy doesn't look like a kind person.

Lu Zijin wiped off the saliva from the corners of his mouth, restrained his smile, and denied it righteously: "Old Gui, you have looked down on me from the crack of the door. My Lu Zijin has a good fortune, how could he do such a bad thing as robbery?" Some, voice transmission said: "Old Gui, how about we join forces to do business with the old ghosts at the bottom of the canyon? It's a business that is sure to make money."

Kame Fudo was not interested in doing business, so he said via voice transmission: "Don't make troubles, aren't you worried that we won't be able to get out?"

"Hey, what's there to worry about? The sky is falling and the temple master and old man You are supporting them. They're full of ideas... What are we worrying about? Hey, do you really want to get rich? Opportunities are rare, if it wasn't for Xiao Ni'er is asleep, and such a good thing is not your turn."

Lu Zijin was a little dissatisfied, and the old turtle was not happy at all.

Thinking of collaborating with the heroic and money-loving little Ni'er to do business, it's a hit and miss.

"Tell me how to do it first?"

Gui Fudo glanced at Zhang Guanzhu and Xu Ying who were discussing things through audio transmission. He remained cautious and did not agree to it. He didn't want to do business at all. He just wanted to escape this old life and live longer. The longer he lived, the more he felt that he hadn't lived enough.

"Let me tell you carefully, there are many types of business. There are stealing, taking advantage of others, and making trouble. What we want to do is to send charcoal in a timely manner, and it is a unique business..."

Lu Zijin showed off the business experience he had learned, speaking with great enthusiasm.

About half an hour later, Chen Qingqiao flew alone from the bottom of the canyon below.

The flickering black light at the foot of the mountain disappeared long ago, and the cottages and caves where people lived had faint lights and depressing noises. The entire silent mountain seemed to come alive in the darkness, with the chirping of night insects.

"In my previous life, my name was Fu Quan, and I was a monk in the Yanyuan Secret Realm. About 900 years ago, Daoist Mo Shu, the protector, discovered that there was an irreversible problem in the secret realm. He called the top experts in the secret realm to find a solution. Decided to wake up the guardian of the channel at all costs, that is, the spirit of the Wanzhuan Corridor."

Chen Qingqiao tells a tragic story full of twists and turns in the enchantment of the small world arranged by Zhang Guanzhu.

More than 5000 years ago, the Yanyuan Secret Realm sank into the bottom of the sea along with the Cangling Continent. The Wanzhuan corridor connecting the secret realm was damaged, and the spirits fell into a deep sleep. Thousands of mortals living in the secret realm were affected by natural disasters, causing heavy casualties. The passage to the outside world was cut off, and the monks almost went crazy, and they were in chaos for a while.

Later, the Shuling Mountain God discovered that he could send the souls of mortals and monks into the underworld to reincarnate through practice, which was another way for the desperate monks to survive, and the chaos gradually subsided.

For this reason, the lineage of the Shuling Mountain God was awarded the title of Venerable Sanctuary.

900 years ago, Mo Shu discovered that the reincarnation path of the dead souls leading to the underworld was completely cut off, and the secret realm had already shown signs of collapse. In desperation, he started the cruel method of blood sacrifice to nourish the sleeping spirits. After more than ten years of practice, dozens of Tens of thousands of prisoners and mortals died, and the spirits of artifacts that had been sleeping for thousands of years and almost restored were awakened.

Qi Ling was worried that the human beings in the secret realm would leave, and would collapse faster after losing popularity, and refused to open the channel to let the monks and mortals trapped in the secret realm go, instead asking for more blood food.

After several years of negotiations, the two sides reached an agreement with the oath of heaven. Qi Ling agreed to send three masters from the secret realm to ask for help from the outside world through the Wanzhuan corridor, and the secret realm paid tens of thousands of mortal lives and blood sacrifices for this.

In Chen Qingqiao's previous life, he was the most powerful master among them, with a fifth-order late stage cultivation base.

The cultivation resources in the secret territory are relatively scarce compared to the outside world, and the aura is not as good. No one has cultivated to the sixth level for thousands of years.

The three masters entered the Wanzhuan Corridor, and were trapped in the darkness by Qi Ling for more than 170 years. At the end of the tide of aura, Qi Ling captured the three fallen monks one by one, and erased some memories with magic powers. Release the three of them separately, let them be captured and go to Duxian Island to fend for themselves, fulfilling the promise with insidious means.

The mountain gods and monks who were waiting in the secret realm couldn't wait for a response for hundreds of years, until Chen Qingqiao wanted to enter the secret realm as though obsessed with obsession.

After the story was told, there was a long silence in the dark.

Lu Zijin broke the silence and asked, "Old Chen, who are you now?"

"I am Chen Qingqiao, and I live for myself." Chen Qingqiao said without hesitation. He didn't want to bear the obsessions of his previous life, but he was already in a desperate situation. Help."

Zhang Wenfeng returned the salute and said with a smile: "We are in the same boat and tide over difficulties together. Don't say polite words to your own people."

You Mengchang voice transmission: "Monastery Lord, the guys in the secret realm are cruel and ruthless in order to survive. They sacrificed blood to hundreds of thousands of mortals without blinking their eyes. We have to guard against them, including Chen Qingqiao. Don't do it for others. Made a wedding dress."

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, expressing his understanding.

No matter how tragic other people's stories are, he still maintains the vigilance of "defense against others is indispensable".

Chatted with Chen Qingqiao for a while, and discussed a charter with You Lao Chuanyin, and was about to fly to the top of the mountain, and sat down with Mo Shu to discuss major cooperation matters, and shrill laughter came from the air.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Shu, I have fulfilled my original promise. Fu Chuan has reincarnated and brought you outside assistance. When will you fulfill the treasure you promised me?"

Mo Shu's emotionless voice came from the top of the mountain: "Fellow Taoist Wanlan is clever in calculations, and Mo admires it. When the time comes, Mo will fulfill his promise and present the treasure, and will not be a villain."

"I'll give you another 20 years. Wan has limited patience, so he can't wait too long."

Qi Ling put down the ultimatum, and warned again: "I believe that little carp I like, you will not do stupid things like destroying the city wall."

If it is possible to use human hands to harvest the small carp, it will save a lot of trouble.

He used the fragments of weak water rules to plant the secret art of soul pulling on the little carp, so he didn't worry about his soul running away.

Zhang Wenfeng put away the barrier, heyed twice, ignored the insidious and cunning Qi Ling who was provoking trouble, and flew towards the top of the mountain.

Gui Fudo, who fell behind, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Guanzhu Zhang, I don't like excitement, so I won't go up."

You Mengchang smiled and told: "Friend Gui Dao, pay attention to safety, don't run away."

Lu Zijin let out an "uh" and saw that the spectator had already flown away. He turned around and saw that the old turtle had also run away, so he hurriedly chased towards the top of the mountain.

On the high main peak, there is an ancient temple with a long history built on the side of the mountain. On the plaque, there are a few ancient words in gold on a black background: Shudun Mountain Temple.

Mo Shu led the four mountain gods who were wrapped airtightly, came down from the bluestone steps, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, the four gods are ill, and I dare not show my appearance to surprise all the honored guests, please forgive me!"

Zhang Wenfeng cupped his fists and said politely, walked towards the side hall while exchanging greetings.

Youmengchang explained via sound transmission: "The four mountain gods' bodies cannot receive enough incense and incense. Affected by this side of the world, their cultivation is not enough to maintain, and they are falling into the direction of ghosts. This kind of pain has caused them to suffer. gone."

The mountain gods who can persist until today were powerful existences hundreds of years ago.

It's a pity that the collapse of the secret realm was irreversible, and the gods who guarded one side were implicated and suffered a great crime.

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(End of this chapter)