Chapter 177 Bad luck and bad luck, the change of the sky is not as good as the change of the heart.
The billowing Yangtze River is vast and misty. Although it is winter, the river is still surging, lapping at both sides of the river. The rich water vapor mixed with the cold wind blows by, turning up the snow foam on the shore and flying all over the sky, confusing people's eyes.
Wang Zhong started from the Himalayas, passed through mountains and rivers, and ended up in Yuzhou, Sichuan. He traveled thousands of miles in just a few breaths. Standing on the north bank of the Yangtze River, his eyes looked at the surrounding water and snow scenery.
, and was not in a hurry to find the entrance to the underworld of Fengdu.
There was no one on the riverside in this weather, and the surrounding area was vast, like a wilderness. The endless flow of the river gave people a majestic atmosphere.
Just coming out of the long river of time, facing the flowing water of the Yangtze River, Wang Zhong suddenly had a very special feeling.
"Death is like a man." Just after saying this, Wang Zhong suddenly smiled and said to himself: "Kong Laoer is still very powerful, not bad."
Two thousand years ago, facing this river, Zizi said on the river: "The dead are like a man, and they don't give up day and night." Is it the same as Wang Zhong today, when he used his mind to cross the long river of time and saw the past and the future and sighed?
Woolen cloth.
It is a pity that Wang Zhong does not have the ability to inquire about that era.
To travel through the long river of time with your thoughts and trace the origin, the spirit required is so huge. This is no longer the ability of the Qi Practitioner. After all, in today's world, there are only a few people with this ability. No one has this ability.
Those who have survived three heavenly tribulations cannot even touch the door.
Wang Zhonggang used his thoughts to go back thousands of years. During the period of Wu Zetian in the Tang Dynasty, he was sensed by the supreme queen. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have been killed several times.
The three-element origin of a Qi practitioner is essence, energy, and spirit. Essence and energy are both tangible existences, but spirit, that is, thought, is the most unique, formless and shadowless, so it can transcend the flight of light and span the long river of time.
When a thought comes, it has no body, is invisible, and is very fragile. If it is sensed by a person with great supernatural powers and the thought is destroyed, Wang Zhong's spiritual body will suffer irreparable damage.
Moreover, crossing the long river of time is a very dangerous move in itself. If you are not careful, you will be overwhelmed by the information gathered by the endless light in the long river of time, lose your direction, and your thoughts will not be able to return to the original body, and eventually die.
Wang Zhong just used 90% of his thoughts to stabilize his body in the long river of time. A thousand years ago, for these 90% of thoughts to exert their power, he must possess the body and practice again, and Wang Zhong's current cultivation level is far from that
To the point where the combination of refining the void and the Tao deceives the secret of heaven, as soon as the spirit comes, it will definitely be sensed by the master, leading to disaster.
After all, Wang Zhong is not capable of breaking through the void and ascending in the white sun, so he does not have the ability of Dayu, Zizishu, and others. Even if the thoughts of coming from these beings are destroyed, the loss will not be great.
However, if 90% of Wang Zhong's thoughts were wiped out, his magic power would be reduced by at least 80%. Although there is no possibility of him becoming an idiot and a vegetative state, it would not be much better. Let alone being able to control the wind and rain like he is now, everyone would be afraid of him.
The Tang Dynasty was relatively good. If we get to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when hundreds of saints emerged in large numbers, Wang Zhong might have been bombarded to death without even having a chance to come. This is not without precedent. It would have suffered a big loss if it transformed into the God of Freedom.
However, the modern era after the Holy Emperor's heroic deeds was an era without Qi refiners, so it was quite suitable for his coming.
Just doing this doesn't make any sense.
Those who can travel through the long river of time with their thoughts are all great supernatural powers who are close to refining the void and combining the Tao. At most, they can separate their thoughts and fall into the reincarnation of the mortal world to hone their Taoist hearts. They will not act against heaven. Even if they want to act against heaven, they will.
The thoughts of countless gods descended upon him and strangled him together.
Moreover, modern methods are not much worse than those of Qi Refiners. Jia Yefeng made a flying sword, but was still shot to death randomly.
Wang Zhong has been reincarnated 129,600 times in modern times. He has been hindered by the five heavenly demons and has never been able to grow up, let alone develop magical powers that are not inferior to those of his true body.
In modern times, people with Wang Zhong's surname and affection will never be able to grow up. If they want to grow up, they will be strangled. The modern age after the end of the gods cannot tolerate the existence of lawlessness.
But if you live in harmony with the light for the sake of growth, then you are not Wang Zhong.
However, as long as Wang Zhong succeeds in reversing his destiny this time, everything in the modern era will cease to exist, and the long river of time will be broken.
At that moment, Wang Zhong became the supreme heaven and could use the supreme Tao. This is the true meaning of revolution.
If Wang Zhong fails to succeed, the variables caused in this era will be corrected by countless beings who comply with the destiny in hundreds of years, causing the destiny to return to its original trajectory.
Mending the sky is also a meritorious deed.
If a stone is thrown into the river, although there will be splashes for a short time, it will definitely subside after that. Obviously, whether the stone is thrown or not, the river will move forward.
Some people follow heaven, some go against heaven, and some make up for heaven.
The truth of history is that unless you visit the scene in person, you will never know what the real situation is.
Since Wang Zhong understood this truth, he has also had a higher evaluation of the magic power of the fourth generation in its heyday. The fourth generation has actually surpassed any previous generation. The Seven Kills Monument allows him to travel through time even in his physical body.
He fell because of this, but this is already an unsurpassable miracle.
Even now, Wang Zhong doesn't have the slightest certainty that he can recreate this miracle.
Walking along the Yangtze River, Wang Zhong seemed to be walking carelessly and in no hurry, but he walked hundreds of miles in a short time, with his belt catching the wind and his lapels fluttering, just like Liezi riding the wind.
In less than a moment, we arrived at Pingdu Mountain, where Fengdu City is located. This Pingdu Mountain is one of the seventy-two blessed places in Taoist scriptures. During the Han Dynasty, two officials, Wang Fangping and Yin Changsheng, resigned from their posts and left their jobs here.
After cultivating the position of immortality, it disappeared through the sky.
"Strange! There is no abnormal vitality fluctuation at all!" Wang Zhong used the technique of shrinking the earth to walk along the north bank of the Yangtze River. In fact, he was exploring the earth's dragon energy and looking for clues such as spatial cracks. However, under his powerful thoughts, he still
I couldn't find anything abnormal at all.
"This benefactor." Wang Zhong had just arrived at the foot of the mountain when he was stopped by two middle-aged Taoist priests armed with swords. "Today we, Qingyang Temple, are closing the mountain for inventory to suppress evil spirits. If the benefactor wants to go up the mountain to enjoy the snow scenery, please wait a few more seconds."
Come back later."
Seeing that Wang Zhong was young and well-dressed, the two Taoist priests thought he was a scholar, climbing mountains to read Jinglin's poems.
Normally, Qingyang Temple welcomes this kind of people, because after scholars climb mountains and recite poems, they often talk with the Taoists in the temple and leave rich incense and money when they are happy. However, since yesterday, the master of Qingyang Temple took the Moon Swordsman Zhu Jiuling
He issued a secret order to close the mountain for inventory, and sent important disciples to guard various intersections to prohibit tourists from going up the mountain.
Qingyang Temple is a branch of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and the Qingcheng Sword Sect was the place where descendants of the Zhu family became monks in the Ming Dynasty. Taoist temples can be found in caves and blessed places all over Sichuan, and they are quite popular among Qi practitioners in Sichuan.
The two elders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, Zhu Gaomu, the Cloud-piercing Swordsman, and Zhu Gaoyou, the Sun-shooting Swordsman, who together with Wang Xianren set up the White Tiger Devouring Heaven Formation to kill Wang Zhong, were the two elders of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.
Wang Zhong originally wanted to destroy Qingcheng after it was refined, but was delayed due to various reasons and finally let it go. Now it happened to be two things. He not only destroyed Qingcheng, but also found the exit of the underworld.
"This Pingdu Mountain is the fifty-fourth one of the seventy-two blessed places of Taoism. It is rich in spiritual energy. Several immortals in the past generations have cultivated to become immortals." Wang Zhong nodded and said: "I find it troublesome to attack by force, and also alert others to peep, so I will take advantage of you.
The two resurrected corpses have a look at the seals of Wang Ziping, Yin Changsheng and other earthly immortals."
The two Taoist priests didn't take it seriously when they heard the first sentence. It wasn't until the second sentence that they realized something was wrong. With a swish sound, their hands were already on the hilts of their swords.
There was a flash of blood in Wang Zhong's eyes, but he did not make any move. The two Taoist priests only felt the blood in their bodies suddenly flowing back. They groaned, and there was blood in their ears, eyes, mouth, nose and seven orifices. The blood instantly turned into mist, and in an instant it condensed into two
A phantom like the devil appeared and disappeared behind the two of them.
Then, a few more sparks shot out of Wang Zhong's eyes and entered the bodies of the two Taoist priests.
Then, as if they had lost their souls, the two Taoists turned around and went up the mountain with mechanical steps.
Wang Zhong's hand was a variation of the Blood Spirit Dao, called the blood demon possession method, and the flame was the real fire of Yuanshen, a method practiced for four generations. Wang Zhong cooperated with his two hands to put the two Taoist priests into their bodies.
The blood essence and fire combined and transformed into a demon, replacing the two people's bodies and minds.
The Qingyang Temple is built at the intersection of the Yangtze River and the Jialing River in Pingdu Mountain. It has white walls and red tiles, bluestone stairs, and elegant trees. The falling snow occasionally makes a thin sound, and the cool air is mixed with the smell of burning incense and candles. It is a Taoist school.
Purify the breath of dust.
"Brother Jiuling, this Pingdu Mountain has the forbidden laws of ancient immortals. Now it has been opened. You have been practicing on this mountain for many years, and you have already united heaven and man. What are you worried about? The crown prince of the capital, Zhu Changluo, suddenly used a flying sword the other day.
A message was sent to Qingcheng Mountain, saying that the ghost fairy hidden in the underworld of Fengdu is about to be opened. I can't figure it out. This thing about the underworld is also a legend. I don't know if it exists. Where can I start talking about it?"
In the quiet room of the Taoist temple, there were three old Taoists sitting. One of them, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, was none other than Zhu Jiuling, while the other two were none other than Zhu Gaomu and Zhu Gaoyou, who had surrounded and killed Wang Zhong.
"Unprepared, since the ten demons of Luanfen Mountain a hundred miles away have taken refuge with the Manchus outside the Pass, now all the spiritual gold mines in this area are under my control. I have ordered the mountain to be closed and sent disciples and Yuzhou
The people from the government will go to Luanfenshan Ancient Tomb to check. When the people from the Emei Sect arrive, we will work together to communicate the spiritual veins of the two places, and we will definitely be able to detect the movement?"
"Have you notified the Emei Sect?"
"If there is such a big piece of fat that we can't swallow, it is the Qi Refiner of the southwest lineage. Recently, the Miao people in the mountains have also made a big fuss. We have several gold, silver, copper, mercury, and cinnabar mines in the mountains.
It’s not going to be easy. When the government sends troops to suppress it, it will be more or less dependent on the disciples of the Emei Sect to come to help.”
Taoist practice, whether it is flying swords, talismans, or the inner and outer elixirs in the alchemy cauldron, requires a lot of mineral resources. Qi alchemists say they have escaped from the world of mortals, but in fact they are still in the world. Back then, Ge Hong heard that Luofu Mountain produced
In the cinnabar mine, even the prime minister is good, but he would rather go there to be a small county magistrate. This can be seen from this.
"Wei Yin, Wei Jue. Didn't I send you two to guard the mountain? What's the matter with sneaking back so early?" Zhu Jiuling said suddenly. He had practiced Jiazi for several times on the mountain and had already become one with the mountain spirit. As long as he calmed down,
Every move of the entire Pingdu Mountain is under his control. If someone forces his way into the mountain, he will not even move. With just one thought, the aura of the entire mountain will fluctuate violently, forming various illusions.
Powerful forbidden methods such as wind, thunder, water, and fire will strangle those who come.
This Pingdu Mountain is a blessed place, and its spiritual energy is much denser than that of ordinary mountains and rivers, not on the same level. By relying on the mountain to fight, he can exert strength dozens of times higher than his own.
Wei Yin and Wei Jue came back from the mountain and let him know. It was just that he was very familiar with the two people's breaths and had talked with the two elders in Qingcheng, so he didn't stop them. It wasn't until they arrived outside the Taoist temple that he asked, thinking that they were two people.
People are lazy.
Although the two Taoist priests Wei Yin and Wei Jue were controlled by Wang Zhong using the blood demon possession method, their faces remained the same but their auras were the same as before.
"Master! It's cold and windy outside. The two disciples have been guarding the intersection for a day and a night. They want to make hot soup in the kitchen behind." The two Taoist priests entered the courtyard of the Taoist temple and said with fear.
"Hmph, cultivators have to hone their physical bodies, and they can't bear the wind and cold. It's really useless. Come in, kneel down, and punish yourself." Zhu Jiuling snorted coldly.
"Chirp, chirp!" Wei Yin, Wei Jue and the two Taoist priests looked at each other, with a slight sinister smile in their throats. They stepped outside the study room in three steps, and their bodies suddenly exploded into a thick mist of blood.
"Not good!" Zhu Jiuling suddenly felt something bad, and was about to activate the magic weapon for protection. There was a soft bang, and the study door was blown to pieces. Two streams of blood mist rushed in like pythons, covering up the three people present.
Wrap up.
There was only a sound of peeling and burning thatch in the blood mist. After a few breaths, the blood mist dissipated. The three people fell to the ground, and above their heads, the three souls were surrounded by two long snake-like flames.
live.
"Chirp, chirp, it's so dangerous, the blood poison is invading, Yuan Shen, save the time." The two long flame snakes chirped and whispered to each other. Sure enough, these three Yuan Shen showed dense and disgusting blood streaks, all on their bodies.
He struggled desperately, but to no avail.
But Wang Zhong, who was outside the mountain at this time, did not care about the situation inside Pingdu Mountain. Instead, he separated his three corpse souls and flew towards the yin-filled Luanfen Mountain a hundred miles away.
The body rose into the nine heavens tens of thousands of feet high, hiding and covering the entire ground below with a radius of hundreds of miles.
Until night, suddenly dozens of colorful sword lights, dozens of feet long, flew through the sky from the southwest, like muffled thunder piercing the void.
However, Wang Zhong's spirit was not focused on these sword immortals, but he vaguely felt that there were several powerful auras lingering in the dark like his own.
Wang Zhong will not feel at ease at all unless he solves the prying eyes of these hidden masters.