A dead skeleton can make me feel majestic and majestic. Judging from my current state of mind, there is no doubt that it is a land true immortal or a living true dragon level figure.
A demon saint died here?
"It's crazy!"
The old Taoist still smiles and has kind eyes, but when I look at his face again, it's like looking at a god.
Such a terrifyingly powerful being was actually squatting quietly in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
This world is outrageous.
The old Taoist squatting in a corner of the mountain actually beat a demon saint to death, and brought a lot of the demon saint's losers with him.
My heart was so shocked that I can hardly describe my feelings, but after a while, I slowly came back to my senses.
The old Taoist still looked lazy and didn't move much. Only his Taoist boy occasionally went to the foot of the mountain or to the mountains to hunt and return from hunting prey.
No matter how you look at the old Taoist, he looks like a black-hearted capitalist who instructs child laborers to work, and you cannot see his extremely strong ability.
This seems to be a peerless figure who hides his great strength and only lives in seclusion in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, there is something wrong with it.
If this old Taoist was really that ridiculously strong and casually beat the demon saint to death, then there shouldn't be so many demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Moreover, these demons are so rampant that people who enter the Shiwan Mountain will not be able to get out again, and will encounter terrible disasters.
At least after a good young man like me came here, he couldn't get out and was trapped. Before, several of my brothers received almost the same treatment when they came to Shiwanda Mountain. They could enter but not leave.
This shows that the old Taoist is not as powerful as imagined.
At least there are still a lot of problems with me.
I took a closer look at the huge pile of corpses behind the Taoist temple. When I looked again, the demon bones were gone, but there was still a vague and terrifying aura left.
It seems that a powerful formation covered these things. Otherwise, if the Demon Saint's body was left here, it would definitely attract countless peeks of demons.
If the corpse of a demon saint is obtained by its demon descendants, it will naturally be demonized by the demon saint's breath and evolve in the direction of the demon saint.
Even a human being who follows the skeleton of a demon saint day and night will gradually be transformed into a terrifying existence among demons.
I didn't quite understand it before, I just remembered these taboos and legends related to the practice world. After practicing the Nine Transformations of Dragon and Snake, I gradually understood the problems.
Powerful creatures in the world all carry some kind of powerful and terrifying radiation, which will naturally assimilate the characters close to them and make them move in a certain direction, or evolve.
This is true for dragons, and it is also true for existences at the level of demon saints.
Once the bones of a demon saint appear, countless demons will rush to snatch them. After all, the aura of powerful demons will allow them to evolve.
An area like the one behind the Taoist temple where a large number of powerful demon bones are scattered here and there is regarded as a holy place by the demon clan.
From the perspective of the human race, this is a place of death. After all, the demon race can feel the powerful aura of its kind. If it is placed randomly like this and placed in the open air, it will attract countless demons.
It is normal for a formation to cover it up.
I can only say that there are too many secrets that I don’t know about in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
The old Taoist priest was very peaceful, and the little Taoist boy next to him was also very well-behaved.
However, the condition of both of them should not be very normal.
I have been in the mountains for a while. If the two of them were in normal condition and still had the ability to attack the demon saints, they would have killed all the demons in the mountain, and they would not be in a stalemate like now.
Downwind status.
I asked the old Taoist if I could go out, and the old Taoist shook his head at me.
"They don't want anyone to get my inheritance and go out, so people who don't go deep into the mountain still have a chance to go out, and people who have been close to this mountain peak can't go out."
I was speechless, but at least there was a consolation prize.
At least if you live in this Taoist temple in the mountains, other demons will not attack you.
I can still get a period of peaceful development.
I tried to go out, but once again I encountered the siege of top demons. The old Taoist and the boy did not go down the mountain with me. There must be some unspeakable secrets.
I didn't care too much, but I really couldn't get out with my own strength. The monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains were terrifyingly strong.
They all seemed to have powerful alien bloodlines, and it was difficult for me to kill them directly with my strength alone. After a melee, I once again lurked in the mountains for a period of time.
I almost died several times during this period, and the other party hunted me very closely.
Fortunately, when I felt very dangerous, the path became familiar again, and I found the missing Taoist temple again.
The ancient Taoist temple emerged again. This time after the failure, I did not go out in a hurry, but stayed in the Taoist temple.
The old Taoist is still very peaceful and doesn't talk much.
Perhaps it's because the practice I'm majoring in this round is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra. The old Taoist people are close to me, but I always feel a sense of alienation.
He didn't teach me martial arts as carefully as he did before, but the two of us sat down to discuss Taoism and discussed the key points of practice. The old Taoist didn't hide anything and explained it clearly and in detail.
I have no way of knowing clearly the specific strength of the old Taoist. In my perception, the old Taoist's whole body is empty and he basically doesn't have much power.
Just like an ordinary person walking in the mountains, except that his muscles and bones are slightly stronger than others, no other extraordinary strength can be seen in him.
However, his understanding of martial arts is not bad at all.
Whether it was marrow cleansing and blood exchange, or the reunification of the three elements, or the most eye-catching step in the spiritual world, where the fish jumped over the dragon, he knew it all.
I actually gained a lot from talking to him, and in many cases, I even felt that the advice he gave me was much more useful than Zen Master Kurong.
Although I feel a little sorry for Zen Master Kurong when I say this, the advice given by this old Taoist is indeed more useful. His words are thought-provoking and I can suddenly understand them in just a few words.
I have been practicing in this mountain for more than two years, and I remember the time very accurately. This can be regarded as the eleventh year of my calculation of the future.
If something were to happen, the incident at the northern border should have already happened, and the Holy Master in Kyoto should also have died due to accidents.
I know that many things in the outside world are urgent, but it is of no use.
No matter how much I know, being trapped in a hundred thousand mountains is still futile and everything is in vain.
What I need to consider is to survive as much as possible and then think about other things.
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When Zhang Mingtu saw this, he felt aggrieved and uncomfortable. At the same time, he felt that he might have fallen into some misunderstanding.
"Why do you have to go on alone? There are obviously many places where you can get help."
"If we can establish a strong enough force, many things will not be as powerless as they are now. Once something happens to me, the whole thing will fall into chaos."
Zhang Mingtu learned this lesson deeply and kept it in mind.
"If I want to seek help, there are too many places where I can get help, whether it is the Zhang family or the Donglin Temple, they can be my reliance.
"Instead of just treating them as tools, I use them when needed. When I don't need them, I bury all the secrets in my heart and don't let them know at all..."
Zhang Mingtu felt that he had walked crookedly several times before.
Indeed, what he is about to do is very dangerous. It will involve disputes over imperial power at every turn, collapse of borders at every turn, and the death of tens of millions of people along the southeast coast.
In this process, disputes over imperial power will inevitably be involved, and once a mistake is made, it will be irreversible.
Zhang Mingtu has always tried to make changes with his own strength, and does not want more people to participate and plunge them into a dead end.
But he never considered whether these characters wanted to join in. If they didn't join in, all of them would be like straw in the water, blown away by the rain and wind at will.
"I have to change my original mind. The path I take alone may not be the right one..."
Zhang Mingtu thought of the beam of light that would destroy the world twenty years later, and when he thought of the terrifying scene, his heart suddenly became tense again.
He thought of the decayed southeast coast with countless casualties, and of the countless northern people who were slaughtered as two-legged sheep when the border in the north was forced.
"A single person is ultimately weak and cannot hold the sky with one hand. He still needs a little improvement and a little help. Even if I become a Martial Saint, I will not be able to change the situation of the world with my own power."
"At most, it can only change the situation in the Northland and the southeastern coast, but it is still impossible to indulge my heart freely."
Zhang Mingtu secretly wrote down everything and continued to think deeply.
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I thought I wouldn't waste too long in these mountains of 100,000, but it turned out that my idea was too naive.
I stay in this mountain for longer and longer, and my strength becomes more and more terrifying, but I still can't break through the barrier and blockade of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
In the beginning, I was able to walk to the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. At that time, there would be monsters to stop me. Now, my strength has become even stronger.
It is difficult for demons to be my opponent. I am one step closer to the pinnacle of the master field and have become a great master.
But with my strength, I can no longer reach the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It's not that there are stronger monsters blocking me, but I will get lost in the mountains.
As I walked, I would fall into a strange mist, and then I would wander back to the Taoist temple in the mountains.
It sounds like a joke that a person who stands at the top of the humanitarian field would get lost in the mountains, but it is true.
I tried several times in succession and got lost in the mountains.
The old Taoist man was still calm and told me slowly.
There is the dead demon clan Great Sage Cannian in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, who is very good at illusions. I stayed in the Hundred Thousand Mountains for too long.
There were a lot of killing monsters, so he was stared at or specially marked by the demon saint's residual thoughts.
When walking among these hundreds of thousands of mountains, you will naturally encounter all kinds of fog, making it difficult to get out.
The Hundred Thousand Mountains not only trap many demons, but also people who want to get out of this place.
"Are you kidding me? You already knew this, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Even if I told you early, you wouldn't believe it and you wouldn't be able to change it. After entering this place, unless you become a Martial Saint right away, you won't be able to get out with your own strength."
I felt depressed, but there was nothing I could do about it. The old Taoist was kind enough to me, and he taught me all the methods he could.
I was also enlightened one by one on various points related to spiritual practice. Although the words he spoke were a bit simple and profound, with a unique ancient rhyme, which would be a bit troublesome to understand, I was no longer a fledgling boy, and it sounded good to me.
It's not difficult either.
I always wanted to go out because I wanted to know the fate of my family, the fate of Donglin Temple and the wider world.
But Donglin Temple knows about my relationship with my family. Unless something unexpected happens that can destroy Donglin Temple, my family will not have any big problems, and my parents should be peaceful and healthy.
After sorting out all my thoughts, I settled down and practiced quietly in the mountains.
I have already reached the ninth level of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra, and I have also obtained the method of breaking through to the martial sage in the Land of the Rising Sun. It can be said that theoretically I can break through to the martial sage.
Well, in theory anyone can break through to Martial Saint.
But I don't have much certainty.
In fact, in the fourth year of my stay in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, I practiced the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra to the point where I could no longer make any progress.
There will be no greater gains if I continue to practice. All I can choose is to become a Martial Saint or fail to break through and die.
The path to becoming a Martial Saint is like this: a fish leaps into a dragon, and from then on it is high in the sky and free in the world. If it fails to transform into a dragon, it will fall into the mud again, and basically there will be no chance again in this life.
The reason why I am so anxious is because I am hesitating and I am not determined to make a desperate move.
It's funny, I seem to have a hard time.
In the early stage, it was just a small change and a small invention that put the family at risk of destruction.
Then the family was really destroyed. At that time, I felt aggrieved, and I wanted those people who are above me to come down and have a look. People who are splashed in the dirt can still drag you down and discuss with you.
Once again, fair and just.
The common man became angry and blood spattered five steps forward.
Now that I have achieved that step, I have overthrown the Wang and Li families, become famous in Jinyiwei, and even become the heir to the largest temple in Jiangnan West Road, and a generation of Buddhists.
My martial arts cultivation is also conducive to being the best in the world. Even if I stop, I can still enjoy the best prosperity in the world. Wealth can change the fate of millions of people.
Do I really need to continue to fight hard at this time to become a human martial arts saint?
Do I really need to throw everything away to block that slim chance?
I heard a trace of hesitation in my heart, so I also knew that in this state, if I wanted to transcend the world and become a martial saint, my character would not be enough.