After a fierce battle all night, the valley fell into silence. The distant horizon showed the faint light of dawn.
Xing Xin, who had dealt a fatal blow to Tian Feng Lao Dao's crotch, had passed out in Tian Feng Lao Tao's arms due to excessive nerve stimulation. The little white fox on the side also sneaked over and laid its little head on Qing Xin's body.
He looked at this delicate-looking child with concern.
A bird song pierced the silent sky, and the sky in the distance revealed a fish belly white.
Jin Ao and Tianfeng Laodao, who were almost defeated and injured, were both awkwardly adjusting their breaths on the spot. If Jin Ao hadn't succeeded in the sneak attack just now, Jin Ao would definitely not be Tianfeng Laodao's opponent in the face-to-face contest. And Huan Xin just now
The fatal blow he blocked also caused Jin Ao to suffer backlash. Not only was his moral integrity damaged, but he almost died in the West. The power that shook the world and made people cry out made Jin Ao feel desperate.
He couldn't help but think of the man who saved him from water and fire thousands of years ago and gave him a chance to survive. That was his benefactor, the man who once fought against the Peerless Demon Lord with the power of one person in Fengxiang Mansion. And who is this boy in front of him?
What? Why does he have his power?
Jin Ao looked at the old Taoist Tianfeng who was not far away with confusion, and asked doubtfully: "Is it him?"
Master Tianfeng sighed: "Not entirely!"
"Not entirely, how do you mean it?" Jin Ao was even more confused.
Old Taoist Tianfeng was also a little confused at this time. He was afraid that only his own senior brother and junior brother knew about the situation in the world. However, listening to Jin Ao's meaning, he seemed to know a thing or two about it, so he couldn't help but ask: "Have you ever
Did you know him?"
With a melancholy look on his face, Jin Ao looked up at the dawning sky in the distance with a look of despair, and the scenes from a thousand years ago reappeared in front of his eyes.
Thousands of years ago, it was the beginning of the Northern Song Dynasty. Jin Ao was still a little Jin Mang at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. He had just practiced the destiny of heaven and earth for a hundred years. At this time, Jin Ao was still a fledgling little goblin. Compared to the legendary Bai Suzhen who was also at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.
It’s worth mentioning. One day, when Jin Ao went out to the mountains to look for food, he met a black tiger spirit that had become a climate. Jin Ao was naturally no match for him. Just when Jin Ao had nowhere to escape and was about to die, he fell from the sky.
A young man in white robe, carrying a long sword, elegant and talented, used only three moves to repel the frightening black tiger. This also saved the young Jin Ao, and the young man in white got up.
The scarred little Jin Mang thought it was not easy for him to practice, so he took him with him and took good care of him.
Three years later, little Jin Mang followed the young man in white and traveled around, encountering ghosts and demons. He was also carefully guided by the young man, and his skills improved by leaps and bounds. The young man behind him opened up the Xuanguang Tianling, and after only a hundred years of Taoism, he was indeed sealed. In Jin Ao's heart
He was also extremely grateful and treated the young man as his own master.
But the good times did not last long. Three years later, the boy brought White Snake to the then Fengxiang Mansion. At this time, something happened that changed the fate of the boy and White Snake.
After sighing with emotion, Tianfeng also roughly understood that Jin Ao was the ancestor of our sect, and the little golden snake in the portrait of the ancestor thousands of years ago. What he didn't understand was why Jin Ao became so murderous in the future that he became...
A harmful pest?
Then he asked: "Since you met him, how did you become so cruel and bring harm to the world in the future?"
Jin Ao let out a long sigh and said slowly: "Back then, my benefactor was the one who led me to the right path. I also upheld my benefactor's ambition, punished evil and promoted good, and never did anything harmful to God. But in the late Ming Dynasty,
At this time, the world was in chaos, and I also escaped into the mountains and ignored the secular world, thinking only about practicing. But on the mountain where I lived, a person came that day."
Old Taoist Tianfeng seemed to have remembered something, interrupted Jin Ao and asked: "That black-clothed monk of yours?"
The first ray of sunshine in the morning slowly shone on Jin Ao's face. Jin Ao revealed a bitter expression and fell deeply into the memories: "You fought with him. You were in the limelight back then, even though it was just a fight. Baizhao, with the person you were back then, do you think you could beat him?"
Tianfeng frowned and said, "That's right. Although I always had the upper hand in the fight back then, I felt that the other party was not interested in fighting. He was just trying to contain me and create opportunities for you to escape."
Immediately afterwards, Tianfeng looked at Jin Ao unhurriedly and asked in a low voice: "At this time, my skill is definitely not inferior to mine. Who is the reason?"
Jin Ao stared at Tianfeng with deep eyes, sighed and said slowly: "Yao Guangxiao."
ah?
As soon as the name came out, Master Tianfeng's expression was also very complicated. First he was surprised, and then he was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Yao Guangxiao, the first national counselor of Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty, was named Daoyan and was known as the "Prime Minister in Black". At that time, he met Zhu Di, the King of Yan, as a "subordinate serving the king with a white hat", and later helped Zhu Di ascend to the throne, and he also planned it with his own hands. "Battle of Jingnan". After Zhu Di successfully came to power, he retreated behind the scenes. Another little-known thing is that he single-handedly planned the layout of the capital.
Although he regarded himself as a Confucian monk, he was proficient in Feng Shui, counselors, medicine, and divination. He was also the most powerful person in the world. In the future, there were different opinions on the cause of his death. Some said he died of illness, while others said his whereabouts. It is unclear, and some people even say that he walked towards the West step by step. In short, the dust of history has been settled. This master is also the only person in the Ming Dynasty who was a civil servant of the Ming Dynasty and ranked in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Tianfeng let out a long sigh and asked with some confusion: "What on earth is going on?"
I saw Jin Ao stood up from the ground with difficulty, took a deep breath, the heartbreaking pain in his chest made him look miserable, and then said: "In front of hundreds of people, probably in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, I was in Lingnan Cultivation in a deep mountain has reached a bottleneck at this time. You also know how difficult it is for us monsters to practice just by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon. It can be said that it is difficult to practice without eating people or absorbing human essence. . But at that time, I could still stick to my heart. One day I met a black monk. The depth of this man’s Taoism also made me feel jealous. However, he did not hurt me. Instead, he saw the strength of my cultivation. question, and then he gave me a set of cultivation methods."
"Since practicing this method, my strength has indeed improved a lot, and I quickly broke through the bottleneck. However, the hostility in my body seems to have gradually increased a lot, and my mind has gradually become violent and bloodthirsty. I When I was calm, I realized that something was wrong, so I searched everywhere in Lingnan. After searching for several days, I found this black monk. Only then did I know that he was Yao Guangxiao, the unparalleled prime minister in black in the early Ming Dynasty." Jin Ao Then he said.
Tianfeng and the fox demon couple beside him were also quietly listening to this giant python that had matured for thousands of years in this early morning, slowly recounting the past hundreds of years ago. Time flies so fast, and the past events are still vivid in our minds.