New Chapter Chapter 337: The Land of Ten Thousand Races
This otherworldly place is not ethereal, but real and vivid. The mountains are not majestic and tall, but are very similar to the quiet mountains seen in the real world.
Wang Xuan changed the appearance of the demon king Kong Xuan, and the temperament of his soul was naturally different, but his wildness remained unchanged. Sun Wukong was also a wild and unruly person, but he was much calmer in this place.
He did not come here to fight. On the contrary, he wanted to be as peaceful as possible. All he wanted now was the identity of Sun Wukong.
At this time, his black hair was naturally disheveled, his appearance was vigorous, his eyebrows were drawn into his temples, and his eyes were shining.
Dressed in white clothes, he became much quieter, showing off his aura that was somewhat unearthly. He lost the sharpness that Sun Wukong should have, and his figure was slender and tall.
He did not carry the black iron rod on his back. After a slight adjustment, his eyebrows became a bit calmer, less aggressive and more aura of relegation to immortals.
The mountain road is not wide, accompanied by thorns, and is slightly desolate. The wild flowers are fragrant, and the hazelnuts are not yet ripe, but they have already attracted birds to peck and chirp.
Wang Xuan didn't see any sacred trees or fairy buds, and the vegetation was very ordinary. There were wild jujube trees and even a lot of wormwood beside the road.
If it were in the wild in the real world, this would be normal, but here is a foreign world, suspected to be a true saint's ashram, and returning to nature is too much.
He somewhat doubted the judgment of the mobile phone.
In order to show respect, he did not fly and walked along the mountain road. Finally he came to the deeper part of the mountain range and saw some different weather conditions from a distance.
It was a mountain with a hint of chaotic mist. It was still not high, and some parts were even shorter, but it was obviously different, with a flowing Taoist charm.
This is indeed a dojo. It is very large and covers an extremely large area. It is located deep in the mountains. The height of the mountain is similar to the surrounding areas, but the atmosphere is completely different.
It can even be said that it seems out of place deep in the mountains and does not blend into the larger environment.
"It is a dojo. The peak is not high, similar to the surrounding area, but it is very mysterious, as if it was transported from somewhere else and hidden here." This is Wang Xuan's judgment.
He asked about the strange object on his mobile phone. Is it okay to just walk over to it? This Taoist priest seems to be deliberately avoiding the world.
"It's not like it's completely hidden. Since it can be discovered and seen, it's only semi-hidden at best." The mobile phone wonder said.
It completely lost its energy and became more ordinary. Hiding in the bracelet made from a battleship, it was somewhat afraid that there was an old trickster setting up a trap.
Now, it speaks directly to Wang Xuan's heart.
Such a large dojo is relatively clean.
In Wang Xuan's understanding, the True Saint Taoist Temple is high above the world, with countless disciples, masters like clouds, and strong men like forests. It must be extremely prosperous, but it is a little deserted here.
However, if you look carefully, you will see that there are actually not too few extraordinary beings in the mountains, but they lack the grand scenery and aura that they should have.
According to a few legends in the world, this kind of place often has strange phenomena that penetrate the sky and the earth, such as chaotic sky thunders lingering, covering the dojo, birds of rules flying across the sky, patrolling the mountain gate, etc.
"There are actually not many people there, but it feels a bit desolate, giving people the illusion that it has been deserted for a long time."
In a place like this, Wang Xuan naturally couldn't speak, but communicated with the mobile phone in his heart.
"You want to say that this place is a bit rundown and not grand enough. It doesn't look like the highest place in the sun, right?"
"Yes, that's what I mean." Wang Xuan nodded.
Someone had already discovered him at the mountain gate.
Although the distance is still very far, and he is using his spiritual eyes to observe carefully, this place is unfathomable and can be detected as long as outsiders are prying or approaching.
Someone came out and stood outside the mountain gate, staring at him from a distance.
"This is...!" Finally, the mobile phone noticed the strange thing and was quite surprised. It knew why it felt so familiar and recognized where it was.
"Who is coming?" Someone asked in front of the mountain gate and walked out slowly, bringing with it the chaotic fog in the dojo. It was indeed different from the outside.
Wang Xuan shrunk to the ground, got a little closer, clasped his fists and said: "In a place outside the world, Sun Wukong, the descendant of Huaguo Mountain, passes through your precious land, so he came here to pay homage to the mountain."
The young man frowned, because he was very unfamiliar with Huaguo Mountain. After thinking about it, he couldn't remember which dojo this was.
Wang Xuan had to explain himself: "Huaguo Mountain, a new saint was born in this century, and the ashram may not have been heard of yet."
It can only be said that Huaguo Mountain is not famous enough. At least the people in this dojo look like they have never heard of it.
"Long time admired!" The young man nodded without conscience.
Soon, he told him calmly that the Chongxiao Palace was recuperating and recuperating, avoiding disasters in the world and not being stained by the world of mortals. It was in a semi-hidden state and did not receive visitors.
"Hiss!" Even though the mobile phone is usually as stable as an old dog, it is still restraining itself, but it still secretly takes a breath of extraordinary factors.
"Sure enough, this place is still there!" It sighed, as if it was caught in a long memory, with some emotional waves.
"Riddler, tell me quickly, what's the situation?" Wang Xuan asked in his heart. Only by knowing where it is can he respond and communicate better.
Even he, an outsider, felt that something was wrong with this place. It didn't look like a normal True Saint Dojo. It should have a tortuous past and stories.
"Chongxiao Palace was destroyed a long time ago." The mobile phone said.
Just this sentence made Wang Xuan startled. This is a ruins, not the place where the true saint lives?
"No wonder it's so quiet and desolate. The name Chongxiao Palace makes it seem a little aloof and cold." Wang Xuan said in his heart.
The mobile phone wonder said: "You have never seen the grand occasion of the past, the era when the Chongxiao Palace came to the extraordinary universe, and thousands of people came to worship. The momentum was so grand. It was obviously outside the world, but the popularity still broke through the sky."
"How long ago did this happen?" Wang Xuan asked.
"This is an older Taoist tradition. It was extinguished for six centuries. I didn't expect it to reappear in this life. It's not simple. Could it be that there is a new saint, or is there someone who wants to resurrect the soul through the corpse?"
After Wang Xuan heard this, he was quite shocked. It was the Sixth Age again, and he was more sensitive to this number, but this time it was the time period after the extinction.
The conversation they had in their hearts naturally took place in an instant.
Outside, a young man stood on the high ground in front of the mountain gate. He looked over and said, "Please come back!"
He was unsmiling and had a serious look on his face.
Wang Xuan said: "Senior brother, I traveled around the world and accidentally discovered this place. I never thought it was the Chongxiao Temple that shocked the past and the present. I have admired it for many years, and I really want to worship the mountain."
He behaved in a low-key, sincere and humble manner, making it impossible for him to leave like this.
"The mountain gate has fallen. It's just in the process of recovery. It's not yet the time for my teaching to be born. Please come back." The young man said coldly.
But deep in his eyes, there was a kind of self-confidence, and a fire was beating. It was obvious that the disciples of the sect were also looking forward to the day when the Taoism would reappear in the world.
"Hey, could it be that Chongxiao Palace really can't return? If you want to raise it high again, who is the true saint in this life?" The mobile phone wonder object asked.
It stared at the dojo carefully and said: "Although it occupies a very large area, this place is only a part of the Chongxiao Temple, and some Tao mountains have been intercepted."
"You seem to attach great importance to Chongxiao Palace?" Wang Xuan asked in his heart.
The mobile phone wonder said: "Not just me, other true saints and super banned items will definitely be moved if they know about it. The main reason is that the Lord of Chongxiao Palace was too powerful back then."
Six centuries have passed since this dojo was destroyed, and its active years are naturally even longer. It has shocked one great era after another, and entered one new extraordinary central universe after another.
Mobile phone Qiwu said: "Didn't you ask that no one would tear up the must-kill list? In fact, the Lord of Chongxiao Palace had this idea back then, and he also did this."
Wang Xuan was surprised, is there really such a person?
The true sage who was the master of Chongxiao Palace back then was on the must-kill list.
Then this fierce man fought and killed all the way, tearing apart the extraordinary universe with his sword energy, and grabbed the must-kill list. Not only did he cross out his name, he also waved the sword in his hand with all his strength, and shredded the list with difficulty
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"But, it's a pity that the list was restored in the end. He survived that era safely, but in the next era, he was on the list again. This time he searched everywhere but couldn't find the must-kill list. In the end, his blood splattered across the sea of stars.
He died and the ashram fell into pieces."
Wang Xuan secretly marveled. Although it was just a few simple words, he could imagine how grand and exciting that era was in the past. The true saint roared and faced enemies from all walks of life with the sword in his hand. In the age of great strife, the most bloody confrontations appeared.
, maybe all the super banned items that have transformed will be taken out. Those who can leave a name in that kind of environment are naturally not simple, they are definitely fierce.
"This Chongxiao Palace is stronger than I thought." Wang Xuan said in his heart.
The mobile phone wonder said: "Naturally, the owner of this dojo is known as the No. 1 Sword in the Extraordinary Center Universe after the Old Sage. Even if the Old Sage is resurrected with a sword, you have to fight to know who is weak and who is stronger."
"The revival of this place is no small matter. It was once a place where thousands of people paid tribute, so we should take it seriously." The mobile phone reminded me of the strange object. It is also very strange. How can a place of ashes still light up with fire? And it really looks like it.
A new saint has appeared.
After Wang Xuan figured out where this place was, he ended his communication with the mobile phone and looked at the mountain gate on the high ground ahead.
Here, he could not be bellicose. He was not afraid, but suspected that the Sword Fairy was here, so he had a low profile and was quite humble, and did not leave.
The young man said: "We are sword cultivators. If you insist on worshiping the mountain gate, you must also treat us with our etiquette and make friends with swords!"
At this time, three more men and women walked out of the mountain gate, with the same serious expressions and no smiles. They were like divine swords that had been refined for many years, with restrained sharpness.
Wang Xuan frowned, he deliberately put away the "unruly" that Sun Wukong should have, and became more like an immortal, but in the end he was even more powerful than a sword? He didn't want to do this.
At this moment, a Taoist boy hurriedly ran over and handed a piece of paper to the four young men and women at the mountain gate. It contained the origin of Sun Wukong and the situation of Huaguo Mountain.
Although this dojo is semi-hidden, it is not completely isolated from the world. There are people walking in the world and understanding the dynamics of the world. This is a message from the door for the four people, of course it is very brief.
"The saint's grandson of Huaguo Mountain?" a woman said, quite surprised. The true saint's grandson? Such a person should be very powerful.
Wang Xuan's face was expressionless. If this continues, he will not be able to live up to his reputation as a saint grandson. This is not the identity and status he wants.
"Please call me Sun Wukong directly." He said calmly, paying attention to the expressions of several people.
However, from beginning to end, several people were very serious and cold, with no change in their faces. Is this the memory of the soul of someone who has not searched the mother universe? Therefore, I have no idea about this name.
"I have great respect and admiration for Chongxiao Palace. I really didn't come here to compete with swordsmen. In fact, I followed the instructions of a true saint and walked all the way and came here unexpectedly." Wang Xuan said.
He didn't know if Sword Fairy Jiang Qingyao was living here, but he must not offend them now. If Chongxiao Palace became Sword Fairy's new sect, they would be part of the same family, so he was always polite.
He continued: "The supreme being looked into the deep sky and saw a corner of the trajectory of destiny. He thought that I should come here, and maybe I would meet my fellow travelers on the extraordinary road in this life. There are very important people here.
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No matter how you interpret Wang Xuan's words, there is no problem. It doesn't matter whether you are talking about old friends or the people in front of you. They are all showing goodwill to Chongxiao Palace.
"How many times have you broken the limit?" Opposite me, the female swordsman asked. She was dressed in green clothes. Although she was still beautiful, her whole body was too cold, as if a divine sword had frozen in the wind and snow.
"Three times." Wang Xuan said, telling the truth. Although his real combat power is definitely much stronger than three times, for him, he is still far from breaking the limit four times.
"Let's go." Four young men and women spoke almost at the same time.
Wang Xuan was stunned, what's going on? They just saw off the guests directly, and everyone had expressionless faces.
"Brothers and sisters, I really have no other thoughts about the First Holy Land of Swordsmanship. After accidentally discovering it, I sincerely worship the mountain..." Wang Xuan said kindly.
He felt that these sword cultivators were isolated from the world and were a bit too inhumane and inhumane.
"You come from Huaguo Mountain, and you are a grandson of a saint. You are one of the closest bloodlines of true saints, but you have only broken the limit three times. Walking in the world like this is really... I advise you to return to the mountain gate and practice harder. Otherwise,
Your true saint’s face will be tarnished.”
The sword cultivator told him the reason directly and firmly.
Wang Xuan was speechless. Did he think that he was ignorant and incompetent and that he was a third-generation ancestor? As the grandson of the supreme being, he only broke the limit three times? Some looked down upon him.
This was the first time that someone looked down upon him so much. Even his three attempts to break the limit were regarded as insufficient. Moreover, they were considering him and advised him to go back and practice hard as soon as possible so as not to embarrass his elders.
Of course, the four of them are not looking down upon all three-time limit breakers, but simply feel that his identity and reaching this point are too unbearable.
"To be honest, you guys, my True Sage saw part of the trajectory of destiny and pointed me to come here to find someone. Do you have a disciple named Jiang Qingyao here?"
Wang Xuan didn't hide it and asked directly.
However, this did not have the desired effect, and it made several people disgusted.
"How are you doing this? Opening your mouth and shutting up is your true saint. Walking in the world in his name, this is not allowed!"
"I advise you to forget your identity immediately after you go back and work hard to improve yourself. Your behavior has really lowered the style of the descendants of the true saints. Let's go!" The cold-looking woman in green waved her hand to drive away.
people.
"I...!" Wang Xuan couldn't get angry even if he wanted to. He couldn't muster any strength. He was speechless when being taught like the third generation ancestor.
"Okay, everyone, please wait a moment, let me break the limit, right here!" He walked aside. If people don't strengthen themselves, they will be underestimated, so he can just break the limit four times on the spot.
Post a picture of love, of Fairy and Little Sword Fairy (I don’t know how long it will take for it to be released after review).
At the same time, on Chinese Valentine's Day, I hope you will be in pairs and fly alone as soon as possible. I wish you all happiness.