Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 387: Words in the Lake, an Autumn in Zhongnan Mountain!
"Who do you think will be the most popular girl today?"

"How would I know? But I heard that she is even prettier than Miss Yunzhi from the Zhang family."

"I think Miss Shuwan from the Li family is better. Her temperament and figure are so... "

"If you ask me, Madam Zhao is still the most beautiful."

The man lying on the boat suddenly spoke, his tone carrying some profound meaning.

"You didn't see Madam Zhao's back when she was walking. She was like a gourd, twisting and turning, especially from the front... I'm afraid you couldn't even see your toes if you lowered your head."

At this point, he chuckled and said, "It's a pity that the second master never comes back all year round. Even if he comes back, he never enters Madam Zhao's room."

"You are crazy!"

The other man's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, "If this gets to the ears of the Second Hospital, our lives will be in danger!"

"What are you afraid of?" The man pushed his companion's hand away and curled his lips nonchalantly. "You are afraid of everything. You are afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind. What can you achieve? Do you really want to serve the Xie family for the rest of your life?"

"That's right," the third person echoed, "We are in this lake, who can hear us? We are usually very cautious, but today all the ladies, gentlemen, and stewards in the mansion have gone to the banquet, so can't we satisfy our desire to talk?"

On the lake in the backyard of the Xie family, a small boat was swaying gently with the waves. Three servants in blue were leaning on the bow, talking in low voices.

The three of them were servants in the residence of the old lady of the Xie family. Because the old lady loved the "Mother Lake" of Hongjing Courtyard very much, she would take care of the fallen leaves that floated into the lake every day.

These three were servants born for this purpose.

Also, because it was the old lady's mansion, the servants were less cautious than those in other courtyards.

The surface of the lake reflected the waning moon in the sky, and the breeze blew past, creating ripples on the water.

On the lake, the boat was rocking leisurely, and the three people were still talking and laughing in low voices.

"I heard from the maid in the second courtyard that the madam is still wearing a chest wrap..." One person lowered his voice, with an inexplicable ambiguity in his tone.

"Eh? Is that true? The size is so amazing!"

The other was dumbfounded.

"Hehe, Master Hong is having a great time at night. I'm afraid he needs both hands to enjoy it."

The three of them smiled at each other, and their laughter spread over the lake, startling a few night-roosting water birds, which flapped their wings and flew away.

"You, without the master's order, gave birth to the master's bird."

One person made a joke, and the other two burst into laughter, rolling on the ground.

The boat slowly crossed the center of the lake, and the lights of Hongjingyuan were reflected in the water, like a bright starry sky, which was beautiful beyond words.

One of them put his hands behind his head, looked up at the starry sky, and suddenly frowned:
"Look, just now Bianjing suddenly became as bright as day. What is that? Is it fireworks?"

Another person followed his gaze and saw a layer of glass cover vaguely emerging in the sky, covering the entire city in a mysterious way.

"What is this? Why is there such a cover in the sky? Is there any change in the celestial phenomena? The people of Bianjing often say that the Ziwei star is moving, and Mars is lurking in the Big Dipper. Could it be..."

"Don't mind your own business!"

The pole boy interrupted, "Why should we, servants, worry about this? If the sky falls, there will be someone to hold it up."

"Eh? Isn't that where the academy is? Is there a fire?"

"How can it be fire? How can fire burn to the sky?"

Suddenly!

Before he finished speaking, the lake suddenly became turbulent, as if a huge monster was tumbling under the water.

"what happened!"

The man holding the pole exclaimed, staring down into the lake.

But then I saw a black dragon swimming at the bottom of the lake. Its body was extremely huge and its scales were flashing with a cold light.

A slight swing of its tail created huge waves, and the boat was shaken violently and almost capsized.

The three men's faces suddenly changed. They fell down into the cabin and hurriedly grabbed the edge of the boat.

"Monster...evil!" One person's voice trembled, his eyes full of fear.

"Like... a snake? Or a dragon?" another man stammered, staring at the black shadow in the lake.

Before they could see clearly, the dragon in the lake suddenly turned into a ball of ink-black mist, condensed into a huge "Thank you" character, and floated above the water.

The strokes of the word "谢" are vigorous and powerful.

After a moment, the inky mist condensed again and turned into the shape of a dragon, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the night sky.

The three men were already frightened out of their wits, their faces turned bitter, and they paddled frantically, trying their best to steer the boat towards the shore.

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Zhongnan Mountain.

It is late autumn!

The persimmons on the mountain are ripe, hanging sparsely on the branches like red lanterns, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

All over the mountains, there are golden leaves falling on the steps leading up the mountain, and the fragrance of fruit trees wafting in the air.

The Three True Sect welcomes pilgrims, and anyone can pick fruits from the mountains. Children often play here with laughter and joy, and often return home with a full load.

There is an endless stream of people coming to burn incense and worship every day, and the mountain road is crowded with people, making it very lively.

The settlement in Zhongnan Mountain is remote, but there is a lot of noise from cars and horses at the foot of the mountain.

The avenue is so crowded that it is hard to walk!
Hidden in the back mountain of Zhongnan Mountain is a winding road leading up the mountain, which is difficult for people to find.

Only the elite disciples of the Three True Sect and the local mountain people have seen his true appearance, which is difficult for ordinary people to know.

On both sides of the mountain path, ancient trees are towering with dense branches and leaves, and the sunlight is filtered by the dense treetops into mottled light and shadows.

The roars of wild beasts in the forest could be heard from time to time, frightening people.

The vegetation was lush and knee-high, and the road was slippery with stone slabs and moss, and there was a cliff below.

The mountain road is steep and people without special skills dare not walk here.

It seems particularly quiet, without the hustle and bustle and crowds of the front mountain.

Only occasionally would a pedestrian pass by in a hurry.

At this time, on the quiet mountain road, two distinctive figures were walking slowly forward.

The woman in the green dress is petite and walks lightly. She has a string of silver bells tied around her waist, which make a crisp "ding-dang-dang" sound as she walks, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains.

She has a pretty face, with curved eyebrows and eyes, just like peach blossoms blooming in June, revealing a clever and quirky energy.

The woman asked with a smile: "Brother Mu, do you think that Zhongnan Mountain is so lively every day?"

"If we open a shop selling candied haws and sesame cakes at the foot of the mountain, wouldn't we make a lot of money?"

The person she was questioning was a tall middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and masculine aura.

He had a black forehead guard on his head and his eyes were as steady as a mountain.

This person was none other than Xie Mu, the third son of the Xie family, who had traveled around the world with Huang Dao.

After Huang Dao ascended to heaven, the two peerless secret books he left behind, "The Heavenly Demon Strategy" and "The Demon in the Heart of Dao", were both kept by Xie Mu.

Xie Mu decided to return the two secret books to the Demon Sect.

However, when the people from the Demon Sect saw that Xie Mu was alone and not a disciple, they became malicious and joined forces to kill Xie Mu.

Xie Mu has followed Huang Dao for many years, and his cultivation has long been among the best in the world.

In addition, having witnessed Huang Dao's ascension with his own eyes, his state of mind rose to the level of a grandmaster.

That escape not only did not lead to his death, but instead helped to improve his cultivation, making him truly one of the masters of the time.

The woman in green dress was originally the Holy Maiden of the "Huajian Sect" whom he captured while fleeing and originally intended to take as a hostage.

One comes two goes!
Xie Mu was not a bloodthirsty person, and influenced by Huang Dao, he kept her by his side.

The woman in the green dress raised her head slightly, revealing her snow-white neck, with a hint of admiration in her eyes that was hard to conceal.

Seeing Xie Mu remained silent, the woman dragged out her voice, "Brother Mu——"

"Are you listening to me?" Xie Mu spoke slowly, his voice steady:

"The Taoist sect has been extremely prosperous in recent years. Both the Demon Sect and the Buddhist sect have shown signs of decline in the past decade. After the death of the Demon Master, the nine sects of the Demon Sect have been fighting internally, and it has already reached a point where one fights to the death."

He paused, looked toward the distant mountain peak, and continued, "As for the exoteric Buddhism, whether it is the Mahayana or Hinayana schools of the Lotus Sutra, the Three Treatises, the Pure Land, and the Chengshi... all the Buddhist sects were suppressed by the Three True Daoism and retreated from the world, not caring about worldly affairs."

The woman in the green dress blinked, nodded as if she understood, and then smiled and said, "No wonder people all over the world say, 'Why travel thousands of miles to worship Lingshan? There is a living Buddha in Zhongnan.'"

"This so-called living Buddha refers to the King of Yan."

With the ascension of Huang Dao, the Empress, and Lu Yu, King Lu Chen of Yan had already firmly established himself at the top of the world.

The power of one person is so overwhelming that the world can't breathe!
And the iron cavalry of Dayan in the world, how could the gods not know the cold?
Xie Mu smiled faintly when he heard this.

"The mountain is not high, as long as there are immortals, there will be spirits."

"As long as Young Master Lu is alive, the incense of Mount Zhongnan will be as prosperous as the sun."

People all call Lu Chen the King of Yan. Xie Mu was originally from Daqing, so people usually call him Shao Bao.

He looked up at the peak of Mount Zhongnan. Amid the clouds and mist, he could vaguely see the ancient Taoist temple.

The woman in the green dress asked softly, "Brother Mu, do you regret it? You almost lost your life in order to return the secret book with good intentions."

Xie Mu heard this and shook his head:
"Senior Huang Dao has done me a favor. If I don't return it, I will feel guilty."

His voice was low and firm, like a rock in the mountains, unmoved by wind and rain.

The woman in the green dress asked again, "Brother Mu, what is your relationship with Senior Huang Dao?"

Xie Mu did not answer.

The woman pursed her lips, a complicated look flashed across her eyes, and then she returned to her playful look.

She skipped to Xie Mu's side, the sound of bells echoing in the mountains: "Where are we going next? We can't just wander around in Zhongnan Mountain forever, right?"

A breeze blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of fruit trees.

Xie Mu said in a deep voice: "Go up the mountain!"

The woman in green dress was shocked. Today's Zhongnan Mountain.

The Prince of Yan was still in his prime, dominating the world, and the Seven Masters of Zhongnan were the greatest masters of the time.

It can be called a real dragon's den and tiger's lair.

As members of the evil sect, how dare they easily step into this holy land of the righteous path?
However!
The woman raised her head and looked at Xie Mu's broad back, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

She bit her lip and said softly, "Okay, Brother Mu, I'll accompany you."

Xie Mu smiled faintly when he heard this: "Then let's not drag it out any longer."

After that, he stepped forward.

The woman in the green dress stamped her feet and hurried to catch up, the sound of bells echoing through the mountains.

She couldn't help but ask, "Brother Mu, how come you are so familiar with this road in Zhongnan Mountain?"

Without even turning his head, Xie Mu said calmly, "I've been here with someone before."

"Have you been here? Could it be a woman? It's disrespectful to be here in the woods."

Xie Mu smiled, and ripples appeared in his eyes.

Right now!
A loud voice suddenly rang out, shaking the heaven and earth.

"when--"

The sound was like a bell but not a bell, like a drum but not a drum. It seemed to come from the sky, yet it seemed to be there and not there.

On Mount Zhongnan, all the wild animals lay on the ground and howled, and even the birds in the mountains were startled and fled in all directions.

Xie Mu frowned, his eyes like lightning, shooting straight to a place on the top of the mountain.

There I saw a thousand rays of light, like the rising sun.

"Tomb of the Living Dead?"

"Young Guard!"

He murmured in a low voice, then his eyes focused, he picked up the woman in the green dress, and shot out like an arrow, shuttling through the woods.

The woman in the green dress was picked up by him by the waist. Her face flushed, but she did not struggle, but just held on to his collar tightly.

In the blink of an eye!
The two of them had landed in front of the Tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain.

I saw that quite a few people had already gathered at the entrance of the cave.

Seven figures in Taoist robes stood in the front, with a strong aura, some carrying swords, some holding rulers, with solemn expressions, their eyes fixed on the tomb.

The woman in green dress recognized at a glance that these seven people were the world-famous Seven Masters of Zhongnan.

Her heart tightened, and she subconsciously lowered her head, avoiding their gaze, not daring to look them in the eye.

He is the leader of the righteous world, and people from the evil sects fear him like the plague.

Yang Su, the fifth of the Seven Scholars of Zhongnan, looked at Xie Mu, nodded slightly, and said, "Young Master Mu!"

Xie Mu clasped his fists in return.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the woman in the green dress. It seemed that Brother Mu was quite familiar with the Seven Sons of Zhongnan.

Isn't that strange?

She looked up at the Tomb of the Living Dead again, and vaguely guessed in her heart that the person in the tomb was probably the uncle of the Seven Masters of Zhongnan, the legendary King of Yan, Lu Chen, who lived in seclusion to practice Buddhism.

Xie Mu looked calmly into the depths of the tomb, as if waiting for something.

The woman in the green dress stood beside him, feeling nervous and expectant, as if something earth-shattering was about to happen.

"when--"

There was another loud bang, the earth trembled, and the mountains shook.

The sound was indescribable, as if it embodied all the vicissitudes, heaviness and simplicity of the world.

Everyone looked up and saw an illusory huge cauldron quietly appearing in the sky above Mount Zhongnan.

This huge tripod is so huge that it is breathtaking. Its size is even larger than the entire Zhongnan Mountain.

It has tall ears and four stable legs. The body of the tripod is engraved with complex totems, with winding mountains and rivers, and lifelike flowers, birds, fish and insects.

The eyes of the woman in the green dress were filled with shock and awe. She seemed to have witnessed the coming of a miracle at this moment, and she murmured to herself:
"This...what is this?"

Everyone felt an indescribable sense of oppression coming towards them, as if they had fallen into an endless abyss. Their cultivation became so insignificant in front of this power that they were unable to display any strength at all.

The mind of the woman in green dress was blank. She couldn't even think. Only one thought remained in her mind: Could it be... this is the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, the end of heaven and earth?
She turned to look at Xie Mu, tears welling up in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Mu... I want to tell you..."

Xie Mu's eyes were fixed on the entrance of the Tomb of the Living Dead. The Seven Masters of Zhongnan also had solemn expressions and stared at it intently.

A figure slowly walked out of the tomb.

A middle-aged man with slightly gray hair on his temples, looking a little vicissitudes of life, with a pair of bright eyes, walked out slowly.

"Young Guard!"

"Uncle Master!"

However, with the appearance of the middle-aged man, the pressure between heaven and earth became increasingly intense.

Xie Mu felt his whole body trembling and he could no longer stand and knelt on one knee.

Although the Seven Masters of Zhongnan could barely hold on, they were pale and cold sweat oozed from their foreheads.

The power of heaven and earth is as mighty as a prison!
Only the middle-aged man, as if unaware of the power of heaven and earth, looked up at the huge cauldron in the sky.

A scene appeared in the sky of Mount Zhongnan.

Four people were seriously injured!
An old man slowly said, "I have long been invincible in this world, and now you are invincible."

"Is there any backup plan?"

After hearing this, Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)