My enemies became my companions

Chapter 560: Ten Lifetimes of Revenge (Two in One)

Chen Yi drew his sword without even thinking about it.

Since you can't see it, then you don't have to see it! In just half a breath, Chen Yi turned his body and blocked Donggong Ruoshu with his sword. The sword was released unexpectedly, and circles of ripples stirred up dust, and the flying hair just happened to pass by her cheek.

Yin Weiying closed his eyes in panic, and when he opened them again, he saw Chen Yi's face was ferocious and pale, a muffled groan came from his throat, and his whole body was as motionless as iron.

A piercing pain attacked Chen Yi's forehead. He didn't know where the pain came from. It was as sharp as a silver needle piercing through wet rice paper, trying desperately to pierce his brain.

what is that?
It was as if his brain was melting inch by inch against the sharp spikes. His brain was swollen and dizzy due to the inflammation, as if it had expanded several times. Chen Yi tried his best to concentrate his mind, and in his daze, he could see a little dragging light and shadow.

Chen Yi tried his best to open his third eye.

The water in the heart lake was boiling and shaking, pushing away to both sides. The dazzling golden light illuminated his whole body, and Chen Yi finally caught the pulse of light and shadow.

found it!
Chen Yi stretched out his hand like a dragon emerging from the sea and suddenly pulled the light and shadow down from mid-air!

That bit of light and shadow seemed to have never thought about being caught. The entire trajectory suddenly deviated, and the body twisted and was smashed into the heart lake, causing a flood peak on the lake surface.

On the lake with constant waves, Chen Yi was high above, looking down with his heavenly eyes, and finally "saw" the face of this thing.

It was a hazy thing, its outline seemed boundless, yet it seemed confined to a corner. You could imagine its appearance and sense its existence, but you could never see it clearly. It was more like sensing it than seeing it.

It’s like when people are free, they always feel like there is someone standing behind them.

Chen Yi's expression was calm as he concentrated on sensing its presence.

Since the blood strips are exposed,
Then it is not difficult to do it.

The only question is, where did it come from?

...............

"Son of Heaven, I don't understand. Since you said you came from Longhu Mountain, why do you keep chanting about things like 'virtue' and 'righteousness'?"

The silly girl scratched her head. She had exchanged many conversations with the Holy Emperor in this palace these days. The latter seemed really knowledgeable, as if he had lived for thousands of years.

The Holy Emperor smiled and said, "Because it is the oldest thing."

"Ah, what about your Zhengyi Dao's 'Xiaoyao' and 'Zizai'?"

"It is naturally the oldest thing." The Holy Emperor paused and said, "But Zhengyi Dao is not, and Longhu Mountain is not either."

The stupid girl stared with her eyes wide open, as if she had not expected that the Holy Emperor would draw a clear line between himself and Longhu Mountain in this way. She seemed even more confused in addition to being surprised.

"You... don't like Longhu Mountain?"

"Their world is too small. I used to think they were the most virtuous people, but I was wrong, so I left there." The Holy Emperor lowered his brows, as if he was lost in memories, and finally asked softly: "Have you seen Longhu Mountain in the past?"

“…Is there any difference?”

"It was different. There were many living creatures here at that time," he said in a particularly gentle voice, full of nostalgia for the past. "There were many houses along the river, many smooth stones sunk to the bottom of the water, and dense forests. You could often see flocks of birds flying over the eaves. Maybe it was too early, so no one could call each other's names.

The river crisscrossed the mountains and forests, flowing continuously. At that time, there was no distinction between spring, summer, autumn and winter. Sometimes the water was hot, and sometimes it was cold. But one day, it was so hot that the water seemed to be burning. Suddenly, someone said, "Let's go to the sea!" So we found three or two friends and crossed the mountains to the seaside to watch the fish jumping in the water.

At that time, I would often walk to a relatively high diving platform, jump from there with my arms outstretched, and the wind would flow through my limbs. Later, Longhushan called that place the 'Demon Refining Abyss.'"

The scenes outlined sentence by sentence were fascinating. The stupid girl listened infatuatedly. When the last three words fell into her ears, she was shocked. This demon refining abyss that was like a ghost town turned out to be such a place in the past.

The Holy Emperor took in her expression and asked, "Did you find any difference between Longhu Mountain then and now?"

What's the difference? The stupid girl thought hard. The current Longhu Mountain is a paradise. The 72 halls are arranged from the foot of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Taoist priests in white robes come and go on the mountain road. It is so quiet and detached from the world...

Full of fairy spirit.

"Not very...agile?" she asked uncertainly.

Beautiful mountains and clear waters, ethereal winds,
But it does not have the agility that the Holy Emperor talked about.

The Holy Emperor nodded slightly and said softly, "This is Chu, the place with the most ghosts and gods. Many ghosts and gods, whose names we know or don't know, gather together. The people here built many temples for us, and we also protected the area. When there was war and famine, many people fled here, bringing more ghosts and gods with them. Soon after... the Zhengyi sect came."

The stupid girl thought of something and said, "Are you talking about cutting down mountains and destroying temples?"

On the way to Mount Longhu, she asked Chen Yi a lot of questions about Mount Longhu. One of the most famous things was that when Mount Longhu was first established, they cut down mountains and destroyed temples to exterminate ghosts and gods. They cleared out the evil gods and ghosts in the mountains, eradicated the obscene sacrifices in temples everywhere, and finally returned this place to a pure land and established the ancestral temple of Taoism in the world.

"I heard that they were fighting bandits and demons, destroying temples and killing ghosts, and cleansing the living. They were all doing great things."

"Great thing?" The Holy Emperor smiled, as if agreeing. After a moment, he suddenly asked, "Do you know what the Six Heavens Ancient Qi is?"

The stupid girl had never heard of this thing and kept shaking her head. In fact, not to mention her, even those Taoist priests who had taken vows and practiced cultivation had only heard of it vaguely.

"The first Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling was taught the Dao of Zhengyi Mingwei by Laojun, and was ordered to abolish the 'Six Heavens' and wipe out the old Qi of the Six Heavens."

The Holy Emperor's voice was slightly cold.
"Taihao, Shennong, Xuanyuan, Shaohao, Zhuanxu, and...Haotian God, are what they call the Six Heavenly Ancient Qi."

"Nuwa, Zhurong, and Fuxi are all ghosts and gods in their mouths."

"In that case, what mountain was cut down and what temple was destroyed?"

.....................

Chen Yi finally figured out what was in front of him.

The sword was swung down.

Yin and Yang are unpredictable, they are called gods; people cannot name them, they are also called gods.

He is nothing more than an indelible god who was suppressed by Longhu Mountain for a thousand years...

He opened his eyes again, his face covered in sweat.

When he turned his head and looked up again, he saw that the Taoists from Longhu Mountain were still there, each forming a formation, with a pale face, guarding against the danger that came from nowhere.

However, the danger is not in them, but in Chen Yi's hands, or to be more precise, in the heart lake.

The light and shadow rushed around and roared hard, but the sword intent was startled in the heart lake, as if the heaven and earth collapsed into a cage and trapped it inside.

Without the Taisha Sword in his hand, Chen Yi would find it difficult to destroy it, and could only trap it in the world of sword intent.

After recovering, Chen Yi took a deep breath.

Beside my ears, I heard the old saint's surprised murmur: "It's this thing... This is the most ancient god..." "... Do you recognize it?"

"They have no exact name, no shape, and no voice. Ancient people communicated with them by offering sacrifices to the gods to ask for blessings. They are what we call 'spirits in heaven'."

Chen Yi was slightly startled, and then said: "Spirit in heaven? In other words, they are..."

"Ancestral God, it is said that the ancient monarchs ascended to heaven and became gods after their death, living in the imperial court and serving God." After the old saint finished speaking, Chen Yi's mind gradually sank.

He had long thought that the depths of the tower were extraordinary, but even so, being attacked by such an ancient deity was truly unexpected.

The ancestral gods here seemed to harbor a strong hatred towards the Taoists, especially those from Longhu Mountain. Fortunately, these Taoists were pioneering the way ahead and attracting hatred. Otherwise, it was possible that I would be the first to suffer.

Come to think of it, it’s no wonder that Qing Yuan seemed to be lost in thought before. She might have sensed the presence of this deity.

Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he had figured out the origin of this deity, he had to remind Qing Yuan. It would also be better to remind these Taoists from Mount Longhu to prevent them from dying in vain. And who knows, maybe Zhao Hun would know some magic skills to cut down mountains and destroy temples, which would be enough to compete with the deity.

However, of course, he should not show up at this time, otherwise he would inevitably be regarded as the culprit, and he would not be able to explain himself even if he was right.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his eyes sideways, and saw Donggong Ruoshu was about to turn his head.

It took her a while to come to her senses, "…Are you okay?"

"It's okay. In fact, I'm the one who should be asked." Chen Yi remembered that the ancestor god was heading towards the East Palace, and smiled calmly, "I'm glad you're not hurt."

Yin Weiying met his gaze, looked at each other for a moment, and then looked away.

A warm feeling surged up my forehead, which turned out to be shame.

This time he was a hero saving the beauty, so logically, she should be seeing stars, but when their eyes met, she suddenly felt unbearable and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

Fortunately, she didn't look at him. It was just a hero saving a beautiful girl. It was nothing special. She was experienced and had been saved by him many times.

The thought flashed through his mind, and it made him feel a little strange. It seemed as if he was saying that he was rescued as Yin Weiying that time, but this time it was different... Only mediocre people in the world would worry about themselves. Thinking of this, Yin Weiying stopped thinking and recited the Supreme Forgetfulness Method in his heart.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and took in her expression. Her reaction was quite natural, and it was hard to find any clues. However, he didn't even hear her say "thank you". He wondered if this was strange.

After all, in her opinion, although the two were husband and wife in name, they were not very familiar with each other.

But it’s not something worthy of attention. Maybe she was just frightened and didn’t react.

On the other side, the scene returned to tranquility, and no one fell down anymore. The Taoists were still in shock, their eyes filled with doubt and uncertainty, and they were reluctant to withdraw their swords, and they did not dare to move even a step.

It was as if a haze was shrouding everyone's heart, and an invisible and intangible terrifying existence was pursuing everyone like a poisonous snake in the woods.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Hun hesitated and withdrew his sword first. He paused for a moment, and when he saw no signs of abnormality, he took a step forward.

nothing.

Although Zhao Hun still didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief, he wiped the cold sweat from his wrist after confirming that there were no more unusual phenomena around him.

Seeing this, everyone was still on edge, looking at the ruins that had returned to normal with doubt and uncertainty. One person asked, "Daoist Zhao Hun, what's going on?"

Everyone had expected that this trip would be dangerous, otherwise they would not have taken on such an important responsibility. However, what was unexpected was that death came so suddenly and cruelly. The person who was smiling happily one moment died on the spot the next.

Not to mention resistance, there wasn't even any sign. If anyone had known this would happen, no one would have gotten involved in this mess.

Zhao Hu looked around and suddenly didn't know how to answer. The broken walls in front of him, the terrifying and sad bloody words, and the countless remains of statues extending infinitely as far as the eye could see were all telling the most ancient past of Longhu Mountain.

That is a secret that ordinary disciples cannot access.

The waves in the lake of heart rose and fell, and the ripples were endless. After a long time, it was like the rising sun. Zhao Hu took a deep breath and sighed, "When I sent the Heavenly Masters to Longhu, I saw that the ghosts and gods here were causing troubles in the world, disturbing the people, slaughtering the three animals, and the people were suffering from their sufferings instead of being blessed by them. Countless people died suddenly or prematurely. Because of this, I sent the Heavenly Masters to open the mountains according to the order, cut down the mountains, destroy temples, and wipe out the demons. The old spirits of the six days were completely wiped out..."

Before he could finish his words, a cold female voice said, "It seems that the sweep was not very smooth, and the slash was not very thorough."

Zhao Hun's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes flickered slightly and he was silent for a moment.

That's just her temper... Even if no one was paying attention, Chen Yi still shrugged his shoulders.

But it’s not that no one noticed it. The little action caught Yin Weiying’s eyes.

She turned her eyes sideways in shock. Another new fairy?

She had clearly warned him not to be bewitched by the fairy!
Yin Weiying gritted his teeth in hatred, but based on his previous experience, he subconsciously changed his mind and wondered if she was being too sensitive. Maybe they were just an ordinary acquaintance or just a normal friend...

Moreover, this fairy lady is aloof and cool, but ordinary, without any beautiful appearance.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Hun, who shook his head slightly, sighed deeply, and explained the truth:

“A monk does not lie. Yes, what Daoist Fellow Qing Yuan said is true. Even though the Heavenly Masters of all generations have the ability to reach the sky, the ghosts and gods have already taken root here and cannot be eradicated or swept away. Therefore, we can only suppress those stubborn remaining spirits along with the Sword of Slaying Evil in this tower, and use the Sword of Slaying Evil to suppress these thousands of remaining spirits.

There are many good ghosts and gods among them, but they have different beliefs and cannot work together. After repeated persuasion and education, they still refuse to obey and can only be suppressed here, so they have deep resentment.

I didn't expect that after such a long time, I still couldn't eliminate and refine them."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes became solemn and they looked at each other in surprise.

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows. In this case, his previous intuition was correct. The purpose of requesting the sword at Longhu Mountain was not just to deal with the White Lotus Sect, but also for other purposes.

Who knows, the god behind the White Lotus Sect might be one of the remaining spirits that escaped from the White Pagoda...

As he was thinking about it, Chen Yi's heart was shocked.

The ancestor god, who had calmed down a little in the lake of his heart, suddenly became agitated and rushed outwards violently, wailing at the top of his lungs!
“But historical records show that when mountains were cut down and temples were destroyed, those were all evil spirits and lewd gods…” A young Taoist priest seemed unable to believe it.

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Hun seemed to realize something and shouted, "Shut up!"

The stone chamber suddenly fell into an eerie silence. The feet of all the Taoists swayed slightly. It seemed like an illusion at first, but then it became more and more intense. The whole world seemed to be turned upside down, and cracks appeared on the ground!

"Why, why are you moving?"

"Is it an earth dragon turning over?!"

"No, something is coming out!"

When the Taoists were panicking and didn't know what to do, Zhao Hun shouted: "Form a formation! Sweep the Six Heavens Ancient Qi formation!"

Chen Yi's brows were stern, as if this place was enraged. He vaguely sensed that one by one the "dead" were staggering up from the ground, pouring out their anger and resentment towards these Taoists from Mount Longhu. He wanted to tear off their bones and flesh one by one, grind their bones into ashes, and bury them all in this tower, deeper and with thicker blood!
It has been nearly two thousand years since the Longhu Mountain was felled and the temples were destroyed...

Can the hatred of nine generations still be avenged?
The hatred of ten generations can still be avenged!
(End of this chapter)