After learning that the mysterious master was about to leave.
One by one, the rickety and skinny mountain spirits traveled day and night in order to see this senior for the last time.
As we continued to climb, we went around steep peaks. After more than a day, a towering peak gradually appeared in front of us. When we arrived at the bottom of the mountain, we saw a stone tablet:
[Xianyue Sanxing Cave, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.]
They trembled all over.
When I went up the mountain, I saw a beautiful woman sitting cross-legged, surrounded by several mountain spirits who were constantly wielding various swords and slashing at her with their swords!
It's really bloody and weird.
The beautiful woman who was sitting cross-legged in meditation glanced at them and said, "If you want to go up the mountain, you have to chop me first when we meet."
"Gululu?"
These mountain spirits were at a loss.
Is this strange human being committing suicide?
They already have the IQ of ordinary people who are more than ten years old, and even the gifted people next door have the IQ of more than twenty years old.
Xu Xinying continued: "How can you wild beasts in the mountains cultivate the true method so easily? Ask about immortality? This is a trial for you. There are only nine mountain spirits who go up the mountain. The one who cuts me the most and does the most damage is the one who cuts me the most."
You can go up the mountain."
"Gululu?"
The mountain spirits hesitated and hesitated.
But soon, some mountain spirits started to take action. They picked up a knife on the ground and slashed at Xu Xinying.
clang!
Clang clang clang!
It's like striking a Buddhist bell, vibrating with a crisp sound.
The mountain spirits continued to work hard to chop, and they chopped for a whole afternoon, and even into the dusk, and then the winner was gradually determined, and the nine strongest mountain spirits appeared on the mountain.
They reached halfway up the mountain.
I saw a large number of mountain spirits of the same race, those who had practiced cultivation very early, sitting under the dusk sun, meditating cross-legged, absorbing the spiritual energy of the scorching sun.
A faint earthy yellow light shrouded them, giving them a sense of sacred majesty.
"Be like a demon in the past, and be holy in the future like a Buddha. This is the concept of your practice."
Xu Xinying followed behind and said with a smile:
"This is the formation practice method among the exercises. If you practice together, you can resonate, suck the aura of the earth, make the sun scorching in the sky, swallow the sky and the earth, and have visions born. You mountain spirit tribes in the distance have not taught this
A unique skill."
"The nine of you are the smartest among hundreds of thousands of mountain elves. You are considered to have perseverance and qualifications, and you are worthy of being my master."
"We, master and disciple, are about to travel around the world again and will not stay. Your future must be fought with your own fists!"
Keep moving forward.
They walked timidly and cautiously, and saw gorgeous ancient murals full of human art.
An uplifted demon king of his own race jumped up, brandishing his stick, and carrying ten trillion descendants and children of his own race behind him, making a big fuss in the immortal sect.
"this?"
Several mountain spirits were stunned. The murals had an ancient atmosphere. The mountain spirit hero who looked similar to them seemed to be describing some mythical epic from ancient times.
The mural finally wrote: [The mountain spirit rises up with a mighty stick, and the fairy gate clears thousands of miles.]
[Today we cheer for the warriors, but the mountain fog has returned again.]
"That's your ancestor."
Looking at the turbulent mountain spirits, Xu Xinying directly told them the story that her master told her.
This made their minds agitated and their brains thundering like lightning.
The ancient demon king!
We mountain spirits are not the lowest beasts. We also have glorious days. We were once an ancient tribe in prehistoric times, fighting against the heavens and the earth!
That pioneer of the martial arts of the era shocked the entire world of immortality!
But that day.
The immortal sects of all the ancient holy places in the sky were dissatisfied with their Huangmei Mountain demon clan, and defeated the demon king of Xiaoleiyin Temple among them, causing your clan to grow a root of disaster again, fall into a sea of misery, and turn into wild beasts.
hateful!
Those nasty guys!
An angry clarity lingered in their hearts.
When Xu Xinying saw this scene, she nodded in her heart: "Well, Master is indeed right. Tell them this period of history, tell them this hero, and this clan will have faith and core cohesion."
.”
She led a few people forward and said coldly:
"Master, I was once a friend of this demon king. He said to me: Know your destiny and cultivate it. After all, we can't help you, and you can't continue to be helped like this. You need to be self-reliant and independent."
"Just like that senior figure back then, only you can save yourself from your own destiny."
"You know the cloud demon clan that is causing a demonic disaster, right?"
"In the future, maybe one day, you will also become such a powerful clan of demons - the demon Buddha clan, the born Buddha clan, and all the human sects in the continent will respect your clan!"
When these words fell, their minds were shaken.
Can we really do that?
"It's late today, you go to bed, and come with me to see Master the next morning."
"yes!"
"yes!"
These mountain spirits were very excited.
That was a friend of their ancient heroic ancestors, a mysterious and ancient existence from ancient times who lived for who knows how many years and witnessed the rise and fall of their ancestor, the demon king!
This night.
Every mountain spirit is full of energy and too excited to sleep.
Those magnificent and dreamy scenes in the daytime, the immortal goddess of war, the tomb with countless swords behind her, the mysterious mountain spirit Buddha sitting cross-legged, and the primitive and ancient Dunhuang style murals have been echoing in their hearts, keeping them awake all night
!
"Today we are cheering for the warriors, but the mountain fog has returned again!" They thought about this sentence and felt their blood surge.
Can we come back again?
We cannot remain reduced to beasts. We must become an independent intelligent race with our own dignity, beliefs, dreams and future!
The anger in their hearts gave rise to a strong desire.
Tomorrow, I will meet the ancient immortal master who was the ancestor of the period, and get his teachings and the inheritance of the ancestors!
"Look at how excited they are."
Seeing this scene, Xu Xinying burst into laughter, holding a straw in her mouth, jumped on a big tree and lay down, looking at the stars in the night sky.
"Master is indeed a master. He is the enemy of the world and has already begun to make plans. To fight against the world, we must first inspire their will and let them ignite their hearts first!"
Master.
Already started?
The apprentice will help you.
In fact, at this moment in the cave, looking at the cave outside, Wu Lang's real thoughts were:
"Well, it's almost time. Now tell them that after this wave, I have to run away with the bucket!"
Be the enemy of the world?
How can it be.
He is not so promiscuous.
After all, this is the origin of the mountain spirit. It is spreading in all directions and will be discovered sooner or later.
And this is my last attempt to help them. If this doesn't work, I will try my best. If they are wiped out and become extinct, there will be no other way... I can only go to other places and pick up a new batch of people.
Mountain spirit.
As he called it, the troops divided into two groups.
The mountain elves develop their own and fight their guerrilla warfare. I run farther away. As a keyboard warrior, I can occasionally command them remotely and equip myself with various [fate equipment].
Just like playing online games from a distance, the dropped equipment can also be reflected on my side.
Isn't this delicious?
Early the next morning.
The morning mist obscured the entire mountain.
All the mountain elves got up in a hurry and walked up step by step along the hazy and rainy steps, as if they were walking on a pilgrimage road.
