Chapter 65: Only because of the mountain fog comes again
dusk.
The sunlight in the sky gradually falls, and the light yellow light fills the earth, giving people a sense of tranquility and tranquility.
queue.
Have soup.
The future is over.
The entire sterilization journey of drinking soup is coming to an end.
But Xu Xinying stole Senior Meng Po’s slogan again and shouted:
“There are no young or old on the road to sterilization, and we are divided between flesh and blood on the Wangxiang stage!”
As Xu Xinying spoke, her heart was filled with joy and she laughed proudly and said: "Master has high expectations for me! This is a test! But I succeeded. I successfully civilized that violent beast race and transformed their ancestors'
Glory, impart it to them.”
Having completed her most respected master's mission, and fulfilled the last wish of the demon king in the touching mythical story, an unprecedented sense of accomplishment and satisfaction filled her heart.
She felt that her hard work and planning over the past half month had paid off.
"I live up to my mentor's teachings!"
"Done!"
"They already understand who I am, and they understand their aspirations clearly in their hearts!"
Soon, Xu Xinying looked at a group of rickety mountain spirits sitting cross-legged, her face filled with a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
They actually give people a special feeling.
Peaceful.
peaceful.
mercy.
Neither arrogant nor impatient.
Just like those skinny old ascetics who traveled all over the mountains and rivers, they all sat cross-legged on the mountainside, with compassionate eyes and downcast faces.
A hazy yellow color as thick as a mountain vaguely emerged on them, bordering the earth, as if the blood of some ancient mountain spirits had awakened.
"What is going on?" She was shocked.
Wow~~
In an instant, she felt as if she could see the Buddhas on Lingshan Mountain, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, sitting in various places on the mountainside, sitting in order and meditating.
This seems to be a mountain for ascetic monks to practice. The mountain spirits cross their legs and practice, absorbing the earth's energy. It is covered with a light yellow mist, giving people a heavy feeling.
What is a Jedi Knight?
The former is as lascivious as a demon, and the future is as holy as a Buddha.
It's not like some people who only have a few minutes of lasting time. What they enter is not just a minute and a half, but the eternal sage time.
This skill is definitely not simple.
After the initial prototype was created, hundreds of millions of mountain spirits were enlightened. With the wisdom of these countless clansmen, they jointly deduced and updated the version with the power of the clan. It has already reached an incredible level of perfection. It is the exclusive fairy scripture of this clan.
, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is the basic method of this clan.
"The six roots are pure and you can escape into the empty door."
Xu Xinying said softly: "They are naturally full of vitality, and the energy and energy in their bodies are constantly leaking out. At this time, they have guarded their energy and understood their hearts, and they have opened up their wisdom and wisdom."
"How amazing was that senior man back then who was so talented that he developed such an unprecedented method?" She revealed her longing and desire.
When she really saw this amazing scene, she realized how extraordinary the power contained in it was.
Just by looking at a corner of the scroll of this mountain spirit tribe, she seemed to have seen the mythical scene of the ancient prosperous times hundreds of millions of years ago.
The number of mountain spirits exceeds billions!
There are tens of thousands of mountains, and all the statues are sitting on the suffering Buddha, sitting cross-legged and practicing.
They cut off the evil thoughts related to the world, and became the earth's thick and steady. Like sages and saints, they opened up their wisdom and practice. They sat in billions of mountains and discussed the Tao together, forming an unimaginably shocking epic picture.
What a majestic scene this is.
"What kind of scene is this for me now? Billions of mountain spirits all worship me as their teacher and embark on the road to immortality."
She looked at these mountain spirits, walked down the mountain step by step, and left the mountain spirit tribe. Her expression suddenly became trance-like, and she couldn't help but say:
"I have become the key to this era."
"Pushing open the door of the dusty years, reopening the glorious and prosperous era of hundreds of millions of years ago, and resuming the old path."
She raised her head and looked towards the sunset.
As the sun sets, a sense of heavy mission from time immemorial comes over me. When I come back to my senses, I realize that she is already a very important and great founder of the mythical era.
The sense of fate and weight contained in it made her tremble all over.
After she came down from the mountain, she not only looked for Juezi Soup, but also took the opportunity to check some simple cultivation information, practice common sense, and give instructions to understand this technique.
And the more she understood some common sense, the more frightened she became.
In Jiuzhou today, the number of intelligent creatures is only forty-nine, neither increasing nor decreasing.
And today, another clan was killed.
The fiftieth clan!
Now, no matter how dull and brainless she is, she still feels the horror in it.
"On this day, the mountain elves will join the fiftieth clan again!"
"It's hard to imagine the immortals and gods in the sky, the ancient clans, and the ancient holy land, right? How will you view this clan?"
"I was obviously a mortal a month ago, but now, I have... opened an era with my speech? I have mastered the fiftieth clan of Kyushu and become its master?"
One is heaven and the other is earth.
What changed everything about him was undoubtedly those two seemingly simple mysterious exercises.
She thought of the mysterious young man in white, her master, what kind of amazing figure he was!!
At night.
Xu Xinying felt turbulent, facing the dark night and silent mountain road, she returned to the cave on the mountainside.
The more she thought about it, the more doubts and dissonance she felt in her mind.
A nameless fear lingered on her body, as if she was soaked in dark mud, unable to breathe.
She couldn't bear it any longer, clasped her fists respectfully, and said, "Master, may I ask how that senior died on the road?"
Wu Lang glanced at her, pondered for a few seconds, and whispered softly: "Didn't I tell you? He drowned with his dreams. There are some things that he cannot change by himself."
Xu Xinying opened her mouth, then fell silent.
She didn't quite understand it before, but now when she looked at the technique, she knew that the demon king had finally succeeded in developing the technique.
He has walked his own path, knowing his destiny, cultivating his destiny, and breaking his destiny...
It clearly did not die in the development of the technique, so who killed it and destroyed this clan, causing them to return to stupidity, turn into beasts of their own desires, and sink into the sea of misery?
She suddenly felt an inexplicable terror!
And what about yourself?
I am re-walking the path of that demon king and repeating his glory. Will I die like him?
Can he really regain that glory when he leads this clan?
Wu Lang saw that she looked troubled and sad, so he said directly: "Your mind has been confused, you have started to think seriously again, and you have started to have distracting thoughts again."
"I..." She did not retort.
She didn't even plan how to teach the Mountain Spirit Kung Fu seriously, and just made a suture monster casually, but she couldn't help but the matter in front of her...
"Start tomorrow and start chanting slogans 10,000 times a day again!"
Wu Lang opened his mouth and said: "Meditate your mind and purify your mind."
"Yes, I will accept my punishment." She hesitated and wanted to ask the demon king back then why he failed.
Wu Lang glanced at her and said nothing, but turned and left. When he returned to the depths of the cave, he heard a soft whisper, as if in reply:
"The mountain spirit rises up with a mighty stick, and the fairy gate clears up thousands of miles."
"Today we are cheering for the warriors, but the mountain fog has returned again."
In front of the cave, under the dim night, the soft singing seemed to evoke memories from eternity ago, telling an ancient mythological epic.
Xu Xinying was shaken all over, and she was unable to speak in an instant.
