I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 449: Let others laugh more, the old Taoist priest’s dream (5k)

Wen Yan stood where he was, quietly feeling the nine peaks converge and transform into a mountain range. He could feel that the extremely powerful force standing in the way was indeed like a natural moat that could not be shaken.

It really was like a punishment from heaven, blocking his new path from moving forward.

The flames that stretched across the entire mountain range were burning fiercely, constantly changing and evolving, giving this natural barrier an even more fiery and domineering flavor.

In essence, this is indeed a curse that has exceeded the limit. Anyone who is in this situation will be completely confined to death.

Under normal circumstances, Wen Yan would also be restricted to death.

Under normal circumstances, the only ray of hope is actually the essence of this thing. No matter how much it looks like a curse, it is not a curse. Its essence is still a blessing.

This is the glimmer of hope.

But this is too uncontrollable. To be honest, Wen Yan has no confidence to make use of this tiny bit of vitality. This is not what he is good at.

Therefore, Wen Yan set a route after his previous experiments in the old dream. He made this thing stronger than normal. The original glimmer of hope became even smaller, with more variables, and it could be ignored.

The other side of the coin is that the force that strengthens this obstacle comes from Wen Yan himself, who naturally has no concerns about compatibility.

This ray of hope changed from "this thing is essentially a blessing" to "first plant your own power in the obstacles and let your own power penetrate in first."

Now, this natural chasm clearly gave him a feeling of being insurmountable, but at the same time, he also felt that he could pass through it.

It feels very contradictory, yet also very unified.

This time, there is really hope, it will succeed!
Wen Yan stood quietly there, watching the last remaining head of Huang Xianer's real body disappear bit by bit.

Huang Xianer's real body was still laughing wildly. Even though his real body was about to be completely destroyed, he still felt that he had done what he could.

It felt the chasm and didn't even think about why that final blow gave it strength.

It doesn't want to think anymore, it feels that it is enough.

Wen Yan had a serious face and stood quietly there, cooperating with the performance.

He paid such a huge price to make it possible for him to continue on his new path. Shouldn't he be able to smile? Die happily?

This guy doesn't think he can survive, does he?
The current situation is that if it is exposed, it will be dead.

On the other side, Cai Heizi heard the cursing voices and was shocked and angry.

He had been attacking passively, but now he finally took the initiative.

He took a bow step forward, and the power he had just absorbed suddenly burst out. He took a step forward and stepped on the joint of the stone yellow skin with a speed that ordinary people could hardly match.

With a snap, one of the yellow fox's legs was forcibly broken before it turned into stone. At the moment when the yellow fox's other claw was swung, Cai Heizi shook his arms, used the force to guide the claw, drawing an arc, and then with the added force, made the claw slap the yellow fox's head.

With a dull bang, the yellow-skinned creature's stone head was smashed in half.

But even though his head was broken in half, it still did not interrupt the fierce and loud curse. The sound seemed to roll back the moment it was transmitted, echoing here, and falling back on the body of the stone yellow skin, and falling into another place.

All the power followed that connection and fell into Wen Yan's hands.

Cai Heizi's blue face suddenly began to shrink, and his image, which had turned into a giant zombie, quickly receded and turned back into an old face with wrinkles. In another instant, his face began to rapidly transform towards his younger self.

He made a circle with his hands and held the broken head of the yellow-skinned beast in his arms. In a flash of black light, the stone yellow-skinned beast's head and body seemed to be sucked into an invisible crusher.

With a series of loud "puffing" sounds, the stone part was forcibly crushed, and the remaining limbs of the yellow fox that had not yet been petrified were also twisted and crushed.

The ground was covered with rubble and broken limbs, and there was no sign of recovery.

Cai Heizi's face was as gloomy as water, and he didn't feel happy at all. He heard the yellow-skinned creature's wild laughter as it was dying, and heard its last words.

He raised one foot again and stomped hard on a piece of gravel on the ground.

His young face, which was full of fortitude, quickly turned old, and his complexion quickly turned into the pale blue of a deathly person.

Looking at the several big zombies approaching rapidly, Cai Heizi's face was filled with worry.

"Something bad has happened. Wen Yan has been punished by God."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cai Heizi closed his eyes and became silent.

The big zombie who arrived was familiar with the place. He put Cai Heizi into the sarcophagus and closed the lid.

Several big zombies looked at the sarcophagus and looked at each other. They didn't understand what was going on, but they could see that Cai Heizi finally used his trump card. Otherwise, the one incense stick awakening time would not be over so quickly.

Just by listening to Cai Heizi's last words, they felt that something big had happened.

"Did you take that video just now?"

"It must have been captured! When I came out, I asked someone to help me fix it, and I haven't moved it since!" A big zombie pointed at his chest, where a small camera was exposed.

"That's good. Even if we don't understand, there will always be someone who does."

"Hurry up, I always feel that what Cai Heizi just said about divine punishment is not a good word."

The giant zombies from several different eras, full of worry, carried the sarcophagus and left here at full speed.

Not long after they walked away, the person from the Lieyang Tribe showed up. Da Zhuang carefully took down the equipment. Then the field agent from the Lieyang Tribe discovered that the memory card in Da Zhuang's hand was full.

4K ultra-high definition, loop recording. Fortunately, the memory card is large enough, so the recordings of the last three hours are all there, and the ones before three hours have been overwritten.

Da Zhuang didn't understand these things. When he heard that there was something that was not recorded, he suddenly became anxious and quickly asked for help to deal with it.

Here, Da Zhuang asked the field staff to help dial Fuyu Mountain's phone number.

Da Zhuang held the phone and said "Hello, hello, hello" several times.

"Oh, I heard you. Lao Si, there are some problems here. I'll tell you right away. The lady is right. That device is just unreliable... I don't understand it either. Let someone here tell you."

Da Jiang was anxious, so he asked the field staff to mobilize the video footage and play it all the way to the end.

These were the last words Cai Heizi said before he died again.

The fourth uncle on the other end of the phone heard it several times.

"Did you hear that clearly?"

"Listen carefully. Bring the coffin back immediately and don't let the news leak out."

"it is good."

The fourth uncle hung up the phone. He never expected that a few stupid guys with dull brains could figure out how to keep secrets in this day and age.

He immediately took his great-uncle's phone number and called the director directly.

"… This is probably what happened. Please make sure the news is not leaked."

"Wait a mininute."

The director general mobilized his authority and asked Black Box to take action. After waiting for a while, he captured the last part of the video.

He just saw Cai Heizi suddenly exert force, then fall to the ground, and leave a few words at the end. He felt that something was wrong. He knew Cai Qidong too well. If it wasn't an emergency, Cai Qidong wouldn't be so anxious.

I want to contact Wen Yan now, but there is no signal on Wen Yan’s cell phone.

What does that punishment mean?
The director's face was gloomy and his heart skipped a beat. Wen Yan had said before that he wanted to leave the yellow-skinned man to him, but the director actually felt that it was unnecessary. As long as the target was confirmed and authority and resources allowed, the right way was to crush it with several times the manpower and strength.

But since Wen Yan had spoken, he could only agree.

Who would have thought that there would be a problem. There was definitely no problem with Wen Yan's hard power. His progress was terrifyingly fast, and his martial arts talent was obviously stronger than Qin Kun's back then. It was so obvious that people who knew the business knew that it was not just a little bit stronger.

But like many cases of the Lieyang Department, hard power is often not the most critical factor in whether the case can be solved perfectly.

The director immediately dialed the old Taoist's number and waited for half a minute before the call was connected.

"Old Heavenly Master, there is something I want you to confirm. Do you have the equipment?"

"Have."

The director sent instructions to the black box, and one of the videos was sent to a device next to the old master.

After waiting for a while, the old Taoist priest said in a deep voice.

"You should know this, right?"

"Is that the divine punishment I was thinking of?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, the headquarters director's heart sank.

A warrior with better martial arts talent than Qin Kun was punished by heaven. Is this what should happen now?
Has the revival of spiritual energy reached this point?

Divine punishment refers to many things, but according to Cai Heizi, there is only one left.

Only when one completely ruins a person's future and blocks their path can it be considered a punishment from heaven.

A long time ago, this was a severe punishment, used by the Three Mountains and Five Peaks to punish those evil people who brought disaster to the local area and were of extremely bad nature.

Because no one can be sure what other party has done, and catching someone may not be safe.

The safest way is to give them a heavenly punishment and cut off their path. Under normal circumstances, the Three Mountains and Five Peaks would not do this, as doing so would damage their own Taoism, and Taoist priests with low status and Taoism would not have the strength to preside over the heavenly punishment.

This situation will basically not be triggered unless the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people reach a certain level.

There was a Heavenly Master in the Tianshi Mansion who took the initiative to shoulder this important responsibility, presided over the Heavenly Punishment Altar, suppressed evil ways, and damaged his own Taoism. As a result, he was unable to ascend to heaven when he died.

The headmaster was shocked. How could a Huang Xian'er have the strength to punish Wen Yan? !

Huang Xianer's body is still in a state of half god and half flesh. Where does it get such strength?

"Old Heavenly Master, does this mean that Wen Yan's martial arts have reached the end? It is impossible to make any further progress?"

On the other side, the old Taoist priest watched the video sent by the director. He raised his right hand and looked at his right arm, with a strange look on his face.

What he learned from Wen Yan was not normal martial arts at all.

If it was only Wen Yan's martial arts that was punished by heaven, then it might not be a complete disaster.

Moreover, the old Taoist priest did not think that a mere Huang Xian'er had the ability to inflict a divine punishment on Wen Yan, even if he had to gamble his life on it.

This is not right. The old Heavenly Master may not be sure about other things, but the Heavenly Punishment Altar and the Heavenly Master’s Mansion have a heritage.

Even for him, who has now compromised his own power, he can only open this kind of grand altar once within a period of time. He knows best what level of power is required.

After his thoughts quickly turned, the old Taoist said.

"That's true. Wen Yan's martial arts should not be able to advance to the fourth stage."

"Then this news must be blocked."

"No, I'm afraid you can't block this news, and there's no need to spend so much time and resources to block it."

Hearing this, the director had an idea and thought about it. Indeed, it seems that few people know what Cai Qidong said now.

However, the big zombie in Fuyu Mountain has some idea of ​​the importance of what he photographed, but not much.

The video has been passed through the device of a field agent who was responsible for uploading the video, and the agent did not have the highest level of confidentiality clearance.

Given that many people were secretly paying attention to Wen Yan, it was difficult to keep this news completely secret.

More importantly, even if they can keep it a secret, what if Huang Xianer spreads some news?

Wen Yan has already taken on a lot, inexplicably carried a lot of things, and fallen into many dangers. In fact, the core reason is that he is the contemporary Lieyang.

After the news that Wen Yan had no talent for practicing Taoism spread quietly, many undercurrents disappeared.

The director general knew that some people felt that Wen Yan was no longer a concern.

But there are still some psychopaths who think that even if Wen Yan only has a talent for martial arts, he is still the modern Lieyang.

If Wen Yan is unable to practice the fourth stage of martial arts, then he will no longer be a threat.

And Wen Yan is not dead. According to thousands of years of experience, there will not be two Lieyangs appearing at the same time.

The old Taoist priest also said that it was indeed impossible, but he did not explain the specific reason.

If Wen Yan hadn't died, his future would have been ruined, and he would be the contemporary Lieyang, preventing the next Lieyang from appearing.

This is probably what the people behind the scenes want.

Things have already happened, and what the director has to think about is how to recover and how to deal with it.

Since it is highly likely that it cannot be concealed, it is better to go with the flow. In this way, Wen Yan may not suffer any inexplicable danger again.

First, let them look away the gazes that were fixed on Wen Yan, and then they could figure out what had happened and think about whether there was a solution.

The most important thing is that Wen Yan cannot be contacted now, so the first priority is not to find out the cause, but to deal with the result first.

"I understand, old master."

On the other side, the old Taoist priest heard the busy tone on the phone and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

What do you understand?

I haven't said it yet.

The old Taoist priest put down the phone. He just wanted to say that for Wen Yan, this kind of thing might turn into an opportunity to survive from a desperate situation.

The old Taoist priest thought highly of the new way that Wen Yan had come up with. It seemed like martial arts, but it was obviously not. Martial arts could not allow him to increase the power of his methods several times and invoke the might of heaven when performing them.

And the results are immediate.

And that is obviously not monasticism.

If Wen Yan could concentrate completely, it might actually be a good thing.

Because that was a new path that had never appeared before, and based on his understanding of the Heavenly Punishment, it was impossible for the Heavenly Punishment to block a non-existent path.

The old Taoist priest put down his phone, thought about it for a while, and still felt uneasy.

He sat on the altar and closed his eyes.

A moment later, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and fog filled the cliffs of the sea of ​​clouds. The figure of the old Taoist priest disappeared silently.

The old Taoist priest walked in the mist, and after a while, he saw a welcoming pine tree emerging from the mist.

The old Taoist priest went forward and saw the Welcoming Pine, which was dozens of meters high, protruding from the cliff and immersed in the sea of ​​clouds.

A knot gradually appeared on the trunk of the Welcoming Pine. The knot gradually expanded and slowly cracked open. Then, a handsome boy in green clothes walked out from it.

"Hello, fellow Taoist." The boy in green bowed.

"Hello, fellow Taoist." The old Taoist priest also returned the greeting, and then said, "I have something I want to ask you."

The boy in green didn't ask what the problem was. He reached into his sleeves, took out a few pieces of ordinary-looking bark and threw them on the ground.

The boy in green took a look and said.

"The person you are worried about is probably not in danger of death. As for the matter you are worried about, I am sorry that I am not knowledgeable enough to help you."

"Thank you very much, fellow Taoist." The old Taoist thanked him and his figure gradually disappeared here.

On the cliff of the sea of ​​clouds, the figure of the old Taoist priest appeared silently.

This was his old dream.

An old dream that cannot be told to outsiders.

His cultivation level was high enough to allow him to ascend to heaven, so logically he shouldn't have fallen into the old dream.

But as his spiritual energy revived, his strength began to grow, and he gradually understood why he fell into the old dream.

That is the result of his practice of Taoism, and is one of the manifestations of his achievement of Taoism.

But also because of this, the old Taoist priest understood that he was still far from reaching his limit and had not yet mastered what he should have mastered at present.

Because if he had mastered it completely, he wouldn't have to ask the boy in green again.

At least now, the old Taoist feels that he is still far from it.

Since Wen Yan's life was not in danger, the old Taoist priest stopped caring about it.

What Wen Yan needs now is not shelter or guidance. No one can lead him on the path he wants to take. He can only go on his own.

On the other side, Wen Yan saw Cai Heizi explode and kill Huang Xianer's real body. After confirming that there was no risk of recovery on both sides, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, after Huang Xianer's original body and true body disappeared, the connection seen by Wen Yan's temporary ability "True Vision" began to change.

He saw an underground building where the man with the inverted triangle eyes was sitting, surrounded by many weird things.

And he also felt that the "bridge" that he had been trying to build but had never been able to build was now built.

It was just that he associated it with the inverted triangle eyes, and he understood why it hadn't worked before.

It was this inverted triangle eye hiding behind Huang Xian'er, secretly interfering and diverting the connection he was trying to establish.

As Huang Xian'er disappeared, the construction was successful.

The man with inverted triangle eyes seemed surprised to see him, but the next moment, he sneered, stretched out a hand, and slammed a black nail in front of him.

The black nail pierced through the palm of the man with inverted triangle eyes. The moment blood gushed out, the figure of the man with inverted triangle eyes slowly disappeared from the spot.

And the connection that Wen Yan had established at this moment was also dragged in.

Everything around him became blurry, and then gradually became clear. When this familiar feeling appeared, Wen Yan knew what had happened.

The man with inverted triangle eyes was very decisive. The moment he sensed the connection, he immediately dragged him into the old dream.

There was a noise all around, and Wen Yan's figure appeared in a wilderness. The man with inverted triangle eyes stood not far from him, treating the wound on his hand while looking at him and speaking calmly.

"This is the 1367th year of Zhizheng, which is AD. You may not be familiar with it, but the next year will be the beginning of the Zhu family's rule over the world. It is not far from the end of the law."

(End of this chapter)