Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from predicting opportunities.

Chapter 275 Mist of Life
[Current search results are as follows]

[It is not the spying on memory, but the tampering of memory, which is one of the rules of illusion. When the will is elevated to the level of the true one, one can be immune to illusion.

In addition, tampering with memory is not a simple matter, it involves changes in will and soul, and the host must be able to detect such changes. 】

Xu Guang let out a long sigh.

It turned out to be just a false alarm. What he thought was memory spying turned out to be just an illusion that he had fallen into without realizing it. It was really hard to guard against.

Suddenly.

He was stunned again.

Did his so-called meeting with the woman in white really happen?

Although hesitant in his heart, Xu Guang did not continue exploring.

The more you know, the heavier your heart becomes.

The methods used by such masters are truly terrifying.

Xu Guang's figure flashed and disappeared from the golden palace.

There were some big red lanterns hanging on the plaque at the gate of Yuancheng City Lord's Mansion. From the open gate, bursts of joyful shouts could be faintly heard.

Xu Guang paused and a smile appeared on his face.

His son Xu Zhan was holding a baby in his arms and looking at the side of the hall as if he was watching a show.

Nephew Wang Wen was kneeling there with a sad look on his face, while elder sister Xu Chun was sitting there, apparently complaining.

As for Wang Wen’s wife Zuo Yu, she stood aside with her arms folded, watching the scene with a smile.

This scene seemed to be common to everyone in the palace.
At this time, Xu Zhan looked up and saw Xu Guang.

"Father?"

Instantly, there was a commotion.

Everyone stood up in shock and walked towards Xu Guang.

Xu Guang didn't answer, but just looked up.

Not far away, Cheng Lian'er looked at him with dissatisfaction.

Xu Guang thought of something, glanced at the child in Xu Zhan's arms, and suddenly realized something.

Some time ago, Cheng Lian'er went to see him at Xianren Peak and told him that Zuo Yu was pregnant, but she didn't expect that she had already given birth.

Xu Chun was the first to step forward and said happily.

"Brother Guang, you are now my uncle."

Xu Guang chuckled.

Further away, Xu Mingzhu and Xu Ping'an, who were beginning to practice the basics of martial arts under the supervision of Wan Yanran, cheered when they saw Xu Guang and ran towards him regardless of their mother's (aunt's) dangerous look.

With the appearance of Xu Guang, the courtyard instantly became lively.

With the cheers from Xu's house, many old friends soon came.

My brother-in-law Ji Chongming and his daughter, as well as some people who had previously lived in seclusion in Yuancheng.

Ten years later, many of the masters who had followed Xu Guang in the past had entered a semi-secluded state. When they learned that Xu Guang had gone down the mountain, these people came to Xu Guang for a drink, taking advantage of the good news that Wang Wen had a son.

During the banquet, Xu Guang finally understood why Wang Wen had been kneeling on the ground.

It turned out that Zuo Yu gave birth yesterday, but Wang Wen went to Yuanshan...

Xu Chun has always been a very feudal and conservative person. When his daughter-in-law was giving birth, his son ran into the mountains, which of course made him angry.

Xu Guang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He approached his brother-in-law Wang Ming and said jokingly.

"Brother-in-law, you are now also a legendary figure of the older generation."

This was the ideal that Wang Ming had privately discussed with Xu Guang when they were in Feiyun City.

He did not have a good life when he was young. He was thin and small, and was excluded by the eldest son's family. At that time, he met the ancestor of the Wang family, and he swore that he would become a figure like the ancestor of the Wang family in the future.

Wang Ming had long forgotten this matter, but he didn't expect Xu Guang still remembered it.

He couldn't help but want to swear.

At the same time, he turned around to look at Xu Chun so that his wife wouldn't hear it.

When women get older, it is inevitable that their tempers become more irritable.

Even though Xu Chun has started practicing martial arts in recent years, she started too late, and her aptitude is not that good. Even with Xu Guang's support behind her, she has only barely entered the second level.

Before Xu Guang knew it, nearly thirty years had passed since he arrived in Yuancheng. It took him thirty years to cultivate to the second level.

Xu Chun…

Wang Ming also thought about his wife's future, and a trace of sadness couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

Xu Guang said softly.

"Don't worry, let my elder sister go to accompany Xiaolu. Brother-in-law, you have to be careful when you go to Xuanshi."

Hearing Xu Guang's words, Wang Ming suddenly recalled Ji Xiaolu, and he felt relieved, and the sadness in his eyes dissipated a lot.

He couldn't help but slap Xu Guang on the shoulder, making himself grimace.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten it!"

Half a day later, all the guests left.

The banquet held for Wang Ming's youngest son Wang Qian finally ended.

In Xu Guang’s courtyard.

He held one in each hand, "Thank you for your hard work over the years."

During the years he was away, Cheng Lian'er and Wan Yanran were in charge of everything at home. Occasionally, when Fu Shaohua encountered something he didn't understand, he would go back to the city to ask Cheng Lian'er for help.

"What are you talking about? This is my home too."

Cheng Lian'er leaned on Xu Guang's shoulder and spoke softly.

Wan Yanran hugged Xu Guang's arm tightly with her backhand.

Then she whispered, "Husband, can you stay a little longer this time?"

Xianren Peak is not far from Yuancheng, but it is just a sect and not a home. Wan Yanran has good qualifications, but her ambitions are not lofty. She just wants to stay with her daughter and husband and live a peaceful life.

Xu Guang was shocked and felt uncomfortable looking at the charming Wan Yanran.

Even though he is in Youzhou, it seems that he goes home...very rarely.

"This time, I will not leave. I will move the Golden Palace back..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Lian'er said.

"Don't do that. If the house is shaken every day, the two little guys will have no time to practice martial arts."

Xu Guang was speechless.

In that case, forget it.

But I have to go home more often in the future.

……

January, the eighteenth year of the Xinhuang Emperor.

Qingzhou was filled with white fog, and the wave was sweeping everywhere. In the white fog, there was a substance that could make people crazy. Once one stayed in it for a long time, even a warrior in the Profound Sense Realm would fall into madness.

This is not man-made, but the turbulence of the wind in the mysterious world.

Under such circumstances, something happened that Xu Guang did not expect. The baits he had spread before, those who practiced magic, gathered in Qingzhou, as if they were going to imitate Zhang Qing thirty years ago and start from Qingzhou to wreak havoc throughout the world.

Known as the Thirty-Six Thieves of Daqian.

At this critical moment, in June of the same year, the disciples of the Jiuxuan Dangmo Sect went down the mountain.

The second-generation chief disciple Fu Shaohua came out in person, along with six second-generation disciples. The strength they displayed after coming out shocked the world.

July.

The war broke out.

August.

The unrest in Qingzhou has subsided, but the white fog that came from nowhere shows no signs of dissipating.

September.

Xu Guang, the founder of the Jiuxuan Dangmo Sect, personally went down the mountain to Qingzhou to explore the source of the white fog.

October.

The white mist gradually broke out from Qingzhou, like a raging tide, and blew towards the world of Daqian along with the wind of the world.

At the same time, the warriors discovered that this strange white mist, in addition to having the effect of confusing people's minds, would also cause the warriors' strength to change. This change would even affect the warriors' cultivation methods, which meant that as long as they were affected by this white mist, their strength would change like they had practiced the alienated martial arts. Starting from their strength, the whole body would change. If they used their whole body's strength to resist, they would also be backlashed, and their strength would slowly...degrade!
After discovering this result, the world was in an uproar. This was a major event that affected the fate of the entire martial arts world.

What on earth is this white fog?

The whole world is guessing.

The outside world was in turmoil, but everyone's attention was focused on the source of the white fog, Qingzhou.

The number one in the world is exploring Qingzhou. I just hope he can find out the real source.

……

Outside the square city of Qingzhou.

Xu Guang stood in a wilderness with a serious look on his face and confusion between his brows.

This white mist carries an unbearable smell.

It is not generally accepted by warriors all over the world that there is something wrong with this white mist.

The substance in the white mist is actually very simple. It is a substance that can completely isolate warriors from absorbing mysterious energy.

The reason why warriors' strength deteriorates in the white fog eventually leads to body mutation.

The principle is actually very simple.

While isolating oneself from absorbing the mysterious energy, one's own strength will inevitably weaken. Although the warrior himself is powerful, he is essentially more affected by the world wind than ordinary people.

Isolated from the mysterious energy, the long-term influence of decayed matter naturally made the warriors become strange.

The white fog outside Sifang City has become extremely thick. The pure white color is flying in the air like clouds, and some of it even looks like the shed hair of some animal, wandering around freely.

Xu Guang frowned.

What is the source of this white mist?
Why would such a substance appear out of nowhere?

Xu Guang was a little surprised by the situation that had never happened in the mortal world.

The search engine has already started working.

Xu Guang just wanted to experience the effect of the white mist himself. As he expected, the effect of the white mist on him was minimal. In fact, because worldly warriors have lost the ability to absorb mysterious energy, he was not affected at all because of his own realm and the seal of the talisman. He even felt that the mysterious energy was much richer.

He walked slowly in the white fog. There was no life in the fog. White things like cotton wool were hanging on the big trees.

Those trees are dead.

Xu Guang continued to move forward.

Finally, in the area where the white fog was thickest, he saw some strange places.

This is the top of a small hill. The black concave earth in the distance and the rotten cotton suspended in the air form a huge Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram.

The two seem to attract and repel each other, clearly separated, but their shapes are extremely clear.

Xu Guang moved forward again.

He finally walked into the Tai Chi diagram in the valley.

He frowned, sensing the changes around him.

It wasn't as weird as I had imagined, there was just a sense of quietness.

But under this silence, it seemed as if a huge volcano was gestating. The volcano seemed to be full of vitality, constantly beating and ready to erupt at any time.

Exploring in the white fog for nearly a month.

The search engine finally gave results.

[Current search results are as follows]

[The fog of life is the origin of life in the world. Life is insignificant to the world. Every time the world swallows and exhales, metabolizing the decayed parts of the past, the fog of life will be born. Every time the fog of life appears, it means that the world's practice system and even the origin of species will change.]

Xu Guang looked at the display on the panel and was shocked.

Is this... the world's instinctive behavior?

Suddenly, he thought of the history of the Earth in the previous life.

The overlords on Earth were not humans at first. Billions of years ago, the real overlords were plankton and algae, then dinosaurs, and finally primitive humans...

Like evolution...

But it is more like the world eliminating the life on it...

Not right either.

The world has no wisdom and consciousness. Perhaps to it, this mass extinction of life is actually just a loss caused by their metabolic process.

Xu Guang frowned, wondering why the fog of life appeared.

According to his understanding, this mortal world has been almost corrupted by the mysterious world. So where does the power come from that allows the mist of life to appear?

But he finally relaxed.

Instead of continuing to explore, he sat quietly in the valley of the Tai Chi diagram and began to imagine himself.

The collapse, rebirth and evolution of life is a disaster, but also a blessing.

As for what Xu Guang cultivated, he attached the most importance to this kind of disaster that involves the entire mortal world.

At the same time, he began to think about how to solve the emergence of the fog of life.

This is a good thing for him, but not for the people of the world.

Especially his wife, children and grandchildren at home, who are not at his level. He doesn't want the people he is familiar with to turn into monsters the next time they meet.

The alien species and beasts in the white fog had already begun to die.

Only a few strong ones were able to continue to persist in the white fog.

Xu Guang began to observe these exotic animals that were on the verge of death.

Like a scientist.

at last.

Three months later, combined with a search engine, he found a solution.

The white fog is called the fog of life, but it is undoubtedly a disaster for the existing species in the world.

Since it was a disaster, Xu Guang could naturally absorb it.

So he once again sat in the valley of the Tai Chi diagram.

life…

As he used the white mist as nourishment for cultivation and the source of disasters, the consumption of the white mist became more and more severe, and finally it stopped spreading outside Qingzhou.

Xu Guang told his family and disciples about his discovery, then walked into the white fog and began to truly suppress the fog of life.

At this time, Xu Guang's original reputation for being murderous had long disappeared with the passage of time.

Today, he is revered by tens of thousands of people in the world, and his name as the spiritual immortal Tong Lei Yuanyang Miao Yijiu Xuan Dao Jun is famous throughout the world. Some people even begin to worship his portrait like a god.

Three years.

The Golden Palace on the Immortal Peak has been moved to Qingzhou by Xu Guang.

At the same time, his disciples who practiced his inherited skills also began to walk into the white fog one after another, regarding it as the greatest opportunity in their lives.

Witnessing the withering and birth of life, what a great fortune it is for those who practice the power of disaster.

Walking down from the top of the mountain, Xu Guang walked down from the top of the mountain. The white mist had become slow in coming and going. Even if he no longer suppressed it all the time, he didn't have to worry about it dissipating.

Xu Guang walked slowly on the road, looking at the world.

Three years have passed.

The seal of the talisman has grown several times stronger.

His realm has truly reached the realm of true mystery.

Going up further is the Dongzhen Realm, which is a completely different realm from the Tongxuan Realm. It is too difficult to break through in the mortal world.

In addition, with the help of the Mist of Life, the Night God's seal was being refined, getting closer and closer to the level he wanted to achieve.

The fog of life saved him at least thirty years.

Calculate the time.

Twelve more years at most...

All worldly affairs will come to an end completely.

A hint of anticipation appeared on Xu Guang's face.

What does the mysterious world look like?
What is the status of Jiu Tian Dang Mo Zhen Jun, his master, in the mysterious world?

He is really looking forward to it.

He hadn't fought anyone for more than ten years, but he actually felt a little itchy...

(End of this chapter)