Reflect the world

Chapter 907 Purple Mountain (Second Change)

"Two months, where did this fat man go?"

Tang Xuanming muttered, but he was not anxious.

Let him explore the tomb of Emperor Wushi alone, he can guarantee that he will not die, but he seriously doubts that he may not be able to walk out of the outer area for two months.

He knows all the secrets inside Zishan, and knows that there is a dog raised by Emperor Wushi in Zishan, the wife of the Immortal Emperor, the Immortal Empress, and countless generals under the Immortal Emperor, and there is also a god king buried in the Eastern Wilderness...

But he just couldn't get in.

"This feels a bit bad!"

Too bad there is no way, he has to wait.

There was a small village not far from Purple Mountain, and Tang Xuanming lived in that small village temporarily.

The small mountain village is not very comfortable, they have strict defense measures, and the entire small mountain village is built like a fortress.

But from Tang Xuanming's point of view, it is not very useful.

Fortresses are relative to mortals. For practitioners, they can be destroyed in a breath.

Xiaoshan Village is wary of outsiders, but becomes very enthusiastic after discovering that Tang Xuanming is a mortal who has never practiced.

They warmly entertained Tang Xuanming.

This is considered special in the Northern Territory.

Compared with the southern region, which is full of green grass and flowers, the northern region can be said to be extremely desolate.

This world has the most special material source, which is a supreme fetish for practitioners.

A source the size of a fist can quickly improve a person's cultivation base, and it contains endless energy.

If enough resources can be obtained, a person with ordinary talent can become a top master.

Yuan seems to have taken away all the essence of the world in the Northern Territory. The essence of this world is lacking, the vegetation is sparse, and there are large tracts of desert, which are more like deserts than the Western Desert.

The source is the most special substance in this world, but it has not brought great development to the Northern Territory.

Whether it is a casual cultivator or a top practice sect, the holy land family frantically gathers here.

The source, which can allow practitioners to rise to a very high level in a very short period of time, is the only magic weapon for cultivating geniuses and cultivating strong people.

No one can ignore these treasures.

The top holy places and aristocratic families control the area of ​​the ancient mine in the early days, which is the most developed area in the northern region, and can often give birth to peerless gods.

Ordinary cultivators wandered in this area, like vultures on the grassland, patrolling the land, looking for pieces of carrion that could be devoured.

The barren world has bred the most abundant source, even ordinary people can dig it out.

And those casual cultivators are looking for such unexpected treasures.

They turned into wandering bandits and horse bandits, wantonly plundering and searching on this land.

This made the Northern Territory even more chaotic.

It's just that no one seems to want to change all of this. The top holy lands and aristocratic families have the ability to change all of this, but they have no reason to change.

"Should I change it?"

After being warmly received by Xiaoshan Village, Tang Xuanming had no reason to think about it.

For him, it doesn't take much thought to change the situation in the Northern Territory.

It's not even as good as the food that the small mountain village has warmly entertained him these days. Food and drinking water are extremely important in this desert.

"Come on, little brother, have a drink. This drink is very scarce. If you hadn't come, I wouldn't even be able to drink it."

A young man greeted Tang Xuanming warmly, interrupting his meditation.

The Northern Territory is extremely chaotic, and there are horse bandits everywhere. Ordinary people live very hard here, and they are robbed every day. This has cultivated their sturdy character, but it also makes them extraordinarily bold.

After all, no one knows whether the next moment will be life or death.

"Come on, have a drink!"

Looking at the beaming young man, Tang Xuanming didn't refuse, and drank the big sea bowl in his hand in one gulp.

The young man was drunk and held out his thumb, his expression full of admiration.

"Good drink."

Tang Xuanming looked around, and most of the villages were young and strong, staggering from drinking.

The crowd was not only happy because of his arrival, but because the rogues passed by here not long ago and collected enough resources to not kill them.

That's what the crowd really celebrates.

There is no stable country in the Northern Territory, and it is not as stable and harmonious as the Southern Territory.

There is no barrier between practitioners and ordinary mortals, they will roam this land and become bandits.

Let the whole land panic.

"You keep looking at that mountain, why?"

An old voice sounded in Tang Xuanming's ear, the voice came from an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes.

The wind and sand in the northern region made the old man's face rough and his skin rough, but his eyes were still piercing, not like an old man at all, but like a child.

After coming to the village for a few days, Tang Xuanming already knew that this old man was called Zhang Wuye by the villagers, he had a high status, and his eyes were very special, able to find the source in the mountains, rivers and earth.

And Tang Xuanming also knew that this old man was a descendant of Yuan Tianshi Zhang's family, but now they have completely lost their inheritance and no longer have the ability of the past.

"I'm looking at the grave of a supreme being, and at my things."

"Can you see that?"

Zhang Wuye was taken aback. When he first accepted Tang Xuanming, he felt that this young man was a bit special.

Walking in the northern region where the desert is everywhere, there is no horse, and there is no wind and dust at all, and you can't see a grain of wind and sand on your body.

He claims to be an ordinary person, but he is not ordinary in every way.

Zhang Wuye always thought that this young man was a monk, but Tang Xuanming never showed anything special.

He mingled with ordinary people in the village, drinking and chatting, having a great time.

Normal practitioners are not like this at all. Practitioners and ordinary people are people in two worlds.

This, they will show in all aspects.

"I can see it! That is the cemetery of an extremely powerful person, and I may have to go in after a while."

Tang Xuanming didn't mean to hide it, which shocked Zhang Wuye.

"Are you a practitioner?"

"no!"

Staring at Tang Xuanming carefully for a long time, Zhang Wuye hesitated to speak, and finally looked at Tang Xuanming who had been staring at Zishan, and solemnly warned: "Then it is best not to try, that mountain should be worshiped and respected." , outsiders can't easily enter.

"My ancestor used to be Yuan Tianshi. He was one of the most respected figures in this land, but he didn't dare to go deep into that area. He left the ancestor's instruction that no one can enter that mountain.

"That would only bring death."

Zhang Wuye said, looked at Tang Xuanming whose eyes were still firm, and sighed heavily.

He knew that his persuasion was meaningless, and the young man would not listen.

He's seen that look too many times.

(End of this chapter)