The name of Zushan sounds majestic, but the mountain is extremely short, yellow and lifeless, like an old man entering his twilight years.
Along the way, Juntian scanned the Ancestor Mountain with his eyes, feeling the path of the origin of life, and he had a completely different reflection.
Zushan is as vigorous as a dragon, majestic and condensed, and has a rich historical heritage.
It seems to carry a vast ancient history. It stands here and will not fall down for thousands of years!
Jun Tian was extremely frightened. He felt a pressure as deep as the abyss from Zushan, like a blue dragon pressing at the end of the horizon, sitting under the setting sun. Although it was silent, it was extremely terrifying.
"Junior brother?"
Zhang Dapao was surprised and found Jun Tian standing silently on the spot. In the dim world, his body was withered and silent, like a dying elder in late autumn.
"Woooo..."
The night wind blew in, sweeping away the historical deposits of Zushan and covering Juntian's delicate face. His disheveled gray hair fluttered in the wind, and his pupils shone brightly in the dark night.
He felt the long-lasting silence from Zushan Mountain, like the eternal silence that Fairy Zhenyuan said!
Zushan is like a long knife that has not been wiped for thousands of years, like a giant dragon sleeping in the glacier, and like a wild beast lying drunk on the plateau.
Juntian was shocked physically and mentally, as if he saw an ancient scripture lying in front of him. Once he opened it, he would be shocked and shocked!
In the deep night, the sky in Tianxia Cave is not peaceful.
The ten inheritance mountains are as brilliant as fairy mountains, lighting up the entire night sky. The mountains of each mountain show traces of the complicated avenue, like thousands of real dragons moving around.
"Boom!"
The ten inheritance mountains are so bright that they have countless traces of light shining into the sky, attracting the essence of the starry sky that descends from the sky, converging on the mountains, nourishing all disciples to grow and thrive!
From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, every inch of the area is surging with energy sources like the vast sea. At the top of the mountain, the secret Taoist palaces are solemn and solemn. The disciples sitting inside are extremely powerful, chanting Taoist sounds, and have great power.
From here we can see the foundation of Tianxia Cave Heaven. On each inheritance mountain, there is a quasi-heaven-level origin platform. Especially in the central area surrounded by the ten inheritance mountains, there is a heaven-level origin platform that towers into the sky!
The ten quasi-heaven-level origin platforms, a complete heaven-level origin platform, capture the source of the essence of heaven and earth at all times and nurture all living beings.
On the other hand, the Ancestral Mountain standing in the corner area has no sacred manifestation, no inheritance, no Taoist palace, no origin platform, desolate and dilapidated.
But in Juntian's eyes, the sleeping Ancestral Mountain contains unparalleled treasures, but it may be difficult to dig them out.
"Damn it, all my old bones have been broken by you, so I can't slow down!"
"Damn it, there's not even a ghost at the foot of the mountain. Where are the beauties? Cannon, are you itching to take care of yourself?"
"Oh Master, there is really a beautiful woman down there. If you miss it, you will miss it!"
Above the ancestors, Zhang Dapao hurriedly pulled the old man in gray robe down the mountain, who was about to die.
He felt that Juntian seemed to have seen something on Zushan Mountain. He had been standing there all night, and he had to invite the master to come and take a look.
"Where are the beauties?"
The old man in gray robe was cursing. He was carrying a yellow gourd on his back, his messy gray hair covered his face, and his body was thin, like a ghost floating in the night.
His name is Zhang Yuanshan, and he sounds very energetic and doesn't look old at all.
"Um?"
Noticing Jun Tian standing in the night, Zhang Yuanshan was stunned at first, then a look of surprise quickly flashed in his eyes, then he looked in the direction of Zushan and asked in a deep voice: "Where did it come from?"
"Hehe, Junior Brother Yuntian ranked first in this year's entry-level disciple assessment. Yesterday, I carried the pressure of the Holy Son and forcefully poached him to add a new atmosphere to our ancestors."
Zhang Dapao patted his shiny bald head and grinned.
Zhang Yuanshan looked disgusted and laughed like a pig: "I don't know what kind of piece of shit you are? You eat, drink, whore and gamble every day, and you still carry the pressure of the Holy Son? You can talk nonsense!"
"I am experiencing the world of mortals!" Zhang Dapao retorted with a donkey-like face. He was embarrassed to criticize Zhang Yuanshan because they all learned from him!
"Master, Master, why are you leaving?"
Seeing the old man turning around and walking away, Zhang Dapao quickly stopped him and said, "Didn't you say before that if you can clearly see the mysteries hidden in the Ancestral Mountain, you are qualified to take the Tongzu Road?"
In fact, Zhang Dapao has often looked at Zushan in the past few decades and found nothing. He once questioned Zhang Yuanshan's words, but it is different now. Juntian seems to have discovered something!
This made Zhang Dapao feel like he was about to turn over!
"Take the Tongzu road?"
Zhang Yuanshan laughed suddenly. He looked up at the withered ancestral mountain and stood silently, his lonely back showing indescribable vicissitudes of life and decadence.
He suddenly felt that this sentence that he often talked about before was now so ridiculous and harsh!
"Maybe I'm really good!"
Zhang Yuanshan laughed at himself: "Okay, send him to other inheritance mountains. Putting him in our ancestral mountain will only mislead the descendants."
"Master, there is still hope. You see, Junior Brother Yuntian must have seen the hidden inheritance of Zushan..."
Zhang Dapao jumped up and shouted, trying to retain Zhang Yuanshan.
"Bullshit hope!"
The old man was in a crazy mood and laughed foolishly: "The road ahead is gloomy, old and lonely. That is not the door of hope, but the abyss of despair."
Looking at the old man who was swaying and laughing continuously up the mountain, Zhang Dapao felt sad in his heart.
He thought that Zhang Yuanshan could regain his glory after seeing Jun Tian, but he didn't expect that the old man was so desperate that he said such remarks.
In fact, Zhang Yuanshan is one of the oldest powerful men in Tianxia Cave Heaven. Even the masters of Cave Heaven of this generation would call him uncle when they see him.
Of course, Zhang Dapao didn't know Zhang Yuanshan's return, but he knew how much infamy he had suffered over the years.
The most useless teacher in history!
Since the failure of the research institution, Zhang Yuanshan has become a street rat that everyone yells at. However, he does not despair, but even more crazily trains disciples, wanting to prove to the world, and even more to prove to himself that it is still possible for his ancestors to take the road!
Zhang Yuanshan knew very well in his heart that as long as he could follow this path, everyone in the entire vast human tribe could practice cultivation, and everyone had the hope of becoming a strong person!
Unfortunately, thousands of years have passed, and Zhang Yuanshan has been hit by endless failures and despaired. In recent years, his temperament has changed drastically. He is drunk and dreaming all day long, and there is no trace of his former voice or appearance.
In the dark night, Juntian stood calmly. His mind kept colliding with the Ancestral Mountain. He realized that the entire mountain was too ancient and huge, as if billions of fairy mountains were put together, and the pressure it brought to him became more and more terrifying!
What is even more frightening is that the boundless coercion is accompanied by overwhelming silence, as if it is pulling Juntian into the dark abyss, making his body dim, his life activity extinguished, and he wants to return to eternal silence with Zushan!
The next day, the red sun rises, its rays of light are like a sea, falling on all parts of Tianxia Cave, bringing vitality to all things.
The ten heritage mountains are dazzling, independently absorbing the energy of the morning glow. Each mountain is dyed golden, and the ancestral mountains are also covered with clouds.
In an instant, Juntian's eyes widened, and the Ancestral Mountain was so majestic that it was about to start a terrifying resurrection from eternal silence!
"This mountain can be resurrected!"
The light in Juntian's eyes shone brightly, and his perception exploded wildly to understand the mystery of resurrection. However, it was a pity that it only passed away in a flash, and Zushan fell into silence.
Jun Tian frowned and disappeared. Could it be that it couldn't be turned on?
"Maybe some special means are needed."
At this time, Juntian heard deafening snores. Zhang Dapao was lying on the big bluestone, like a beast sleeping in the wild. He slept until three o'clock in the morning, then stretched himself, and the sound of thunder resounded from all the bones in his body.
"Hey, junior brother, you are finally awake."
Zhang Dapao laughed loudly, got up and asked, "How is it? Have you ever seen anything mysterious on Zushan Mountain?"
Jun Tian shook his head. He couldn't tell specifically. He still needed to deeply understand it. He wasn't sure whether he could start the inheritance.
"Junior brother, please don't be discouraged. Don't be in a hurry. Take your time. There is plenty of time anyway."
"Senior brother, I think you should have cultivated to the realm of Taoism, right?" Jun Tian was a little surprised. It didn't mean that Zu couldn't enter Taoism on the road.
"My problem is more complicated. I will talk to you in detail when I find an opportunity. You should follow me to meet the ancestors." Zhang Dapao was worried that Jun Tian would be desperate and did not plan to tell him about his practice.
There is no comparison between the current Ancestral Mountain and the once prosperous era. All Taoist palaces and secret palaces have been moved away by the powerful men of the ten inheritance mountains.
The top of the mountain is even more desolate, with only a dilapidated green brick Taoist temple, which can barely protect it from wind and rain.
Juntian is speechless, it is just desolate, the essence of heaven and earth here is even more pitiful, no wonder it is called a bitter cold place.
However, Juntian grew up in the Arctic since he was a child, and the cultivation environment here is still better than that in the Arctic.
"Senior brother, how can I go to the Origin Platform to practice?" Jun Tian asked.
Zhang Dapao smiled bitterly and said: "Well... our Ancestral Mountain doesn't have much cultivation resources, and the Origin Platform is even more impossible. However, if you can win the top ten in the rankings, you can go to the Origin Platform to practice."
"It's just this competition for hegemony..."
Zhang Dapao didn’t even know what to say. Juntian was not yet in the dragon-elephant realm, so there seemed to be no hope of competing for the top spot...
In fact, the Fengyun Ranking is not only a battle between disciples, but also a battle between the ten major inheritance mountains.
People like Huang Tianlei are key training targets and will receive a large amount of resources in a short period of time, paving the way for the top spot in the rankings three months later.
"The girl from Meijiao Courtyard, the flower fairy from Zuixian Tower, the beautiful girl from Qingli Garden..."
Arriving at the Green Brick Taoist Temple, Jun Tian saw Zhang Yuanshan lying on a wicker chair, holding a yellow-skinned gourd, drunkenly humming an unpleasant ditty.
His face was full of astonishment. Is this an old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years? A living old naughty boy.
"Master, Junior Brother Yuntian is here, shall we hold an initiation ceremony to celebrate today?" Zhang Dapao came up and chuckled.
"Disciple Yuntian, I have met the elder!" Juntian saluted forward.
"Cannon, didn't I ask you to send him away? Why did you come back again?" Zhang Yuanshan opened his eyes and glanced at Juntian.
"Junior brother said, you are born as a person of Zushan, and you die as a ghost of Zushan." Zhang Dapao responded.
"Don't talk nonsense, boy, have you offended someone?" Zhang Yuanshan waved his hand with a bored look on his face: "Just tell me where you want to go, and I can make arrangements for you."
Zhang Dapao suddenly became anxious. Although he did not want to delay Juntian's future, what happened last night deeply touched him. If Juntian left Zushan, his remaining hope would be gone.
Jun Tian did not expect that Zhang Yuanshan would despair of Zushan. His face was solemn and he shouted: "Since this disciple has chosen Zushan, if he does not open the inheritance for a day, he will not leave the mountain for a day."
"Well said!" Zhang Dapao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Look at how awesome you are!"
Zhang Yuanshan was deeply surprised by Jun Tian's response. He handed the yellow-skinned gourd over and said, "Here, take a bite and consider it an entry ceremony!"
Jun Tian's face twitched slightly and he said: "Elder, I don't know how to drink."
"What are you doing here if you don't want to drink?"
Zhang Yuanshan cursed and shook the gourd to show off: "This is the Drunken God I made by collecting one hundred and eight kinds of girls' body fragrances. One sip can make you fly straight to the clouds. You kid is really ignorant!"
Black lines appeared faintly on Juntian's forehead, and he seriously suspected that this old pervert was a fake.
"Master, I'm afraid it will be difficult for my junior brother to digest this tiger and wolf medicinal wine, so let me do it!" Zhang Dapao grinned and rushed forward to grab the gourd.
"Go away, you bitch, you flowery monk, you secretly drink my drunken god every day."
Zhang Yuanshan got up in a hurry, took off his shoes with holes in them and knocked Zhang Dapao away. At the same time, he took out a futon that was still on the ground.
"Boy, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. If you can sit on the ground for a day, you will be qualified to become a disciple of Zushan. If you can't, go back to where you came from."
"Master, a stick of incense is enough to get you started. A genius has finally arrived in Zushan. You can't force him to leave..."
Zhang Da Pao rushed over to persuade him, but was knocked back more than ten miles by the sole of his shoe and hit the pool where the female disciple was bathing, causing the whole audience to scream.