There are many mountains and peaks, the mountains are beautiful, and the aura is compelling. After several major sects and their disciples came to Anxi City through the teleportation array, they were still amazed by Zhushan, a wonderland created entirely by manpower. It was completely unimaginable to just
Eight years ago, this was a green bamboo hill less than a hundred feet high and no more than ten miles wide.
As soon as Master Haori came out of the teleportation array, he saw Master Jingyue, Wen Nianxi and Wumu. However, everyone was like a bereaved dog at this time. They were in panic all day long. They were not in the mood to chat and reminisce. They just nodded sadly and said hello.
, and fled to the foot of Zhushan Mountain.
"Why are you all coming to my Penglai Lower Courtyard in such a mighty manner?" The Penglai Lower Courtyard disciples who were guarding at the foot of the Bamboo Mountain had just channeled their energy and were preparing to go out for a trip in a few days. Their previous cultivation was very low, and they didn't know many real people from the sect at all.
Seeing that the people coming were so powerful and there were so many people, it was inevitable that they would be a little scared and worried. But then they remembered that our Immortal Lord was still on the top of the mountain, so they put aside their worries slightly and stepped forward to ask questions.
Wen Nianxi took a step forward, showed a smile, and fascinated several disciples, and then said softly: "Today, there are monsters coming from overseas, doing all kinds of evil, killing all living things, trying to enslave human beings, and raise human beings in captivity for food.
, the Fahua Sect has been defeated, and all the sects from Jinluo Zhenren on down have been killed. Among them are great demons who have survived the catastrophe. Their strength is terrifying and cannot be defeated by us. Sincerely it is the fate of our human race, so we have come to pray to Zhushan.
The Immortal Lord took action to save the human race from fire and water, and also asked this fellow Taoist to go up the mountain and report it."
Several gatekeeper disciples blushed and were in a state of confusion, saying over and over again: "We will report such a major incident as soon as possible." Fortunately, they still barely knew how to be on duty, so they separated into two people, controlled the magic weapon, and headed towards the end of Zhushan Mountain.
The peak flies away.
After listening to Wen Nianxi's words, Master Haori and others nodded approvingly. Penglai Lower Court is basically a disciple of the human race. Only when the evil intentions of the demon race to enslave the human race and raise them for food in captivity can the Immortal Master of Zhushan take action.
Otherwise, why would he protect other sects?!
While waiting, Master Haori, Wen Nianxi and others were in agony, worried about gains and losses. If Zhushan Immortal Lord was unable to intervene in the fight between humans and monsters because of his descent to the mortal world, and could only protect his disciples, what should be done?
Emotionally agitated and amidst the ups and downs, all the monks wanted to pace back and forth to relieve themselves, but they were afraid that they would lose their etiquette and make Zhushan Immortal unhappy, thereby losing the only chance to save their lives, so they had to hold back their hearts.
The fire was burning, and he stood there respectfully, waiting for the call of Zhushan Immortal Lord.
After a while, a cute little girl with a little baby fat and slightly bulging cheeks flew down together with the disciples who had just gone up the mountain to report. She was about seven or eight years old. She looked at Master Haori and others and smiled and said: "Several of them
My Taoist friend, Master Yan, should not have interfered with the affairs here, but I thought that you and the others were very polite, respectful, and grateful that day, so I allowed you and the others to take shelter in Zhushan. If the demon clan comes to kill, he will take action.
"
After listening to the first half of the sentence, the monks from several major sects present felt that the sky was dark, the world was destroyed, and their hearts suddenly stopped beating. But the words that followed made them feel ecstatic that they had survived a desperate situation, and they knelt down one after another.
On the ground, he said in his mouth: "Thank you Zhushan Immortal Lord for your blessing, thank you Zhushan Immortal Lord for your great kindness."
When the frenzied mood calmed down a little, Master Haori looked at the little girl in front of him and asked hesitantly and in surprise: "Could it be Master Xia Jingxia in person?" After hearing this, several Masters looked over in shock.
Xia Jing smiled slightly: "It is Xia Jing, but he is still in the training period and dare not call him a real person. If he can attain the path of Yuanshen in the future, it will not be too late for a few Taoists to call him this."
Surprised, shocked, dejected, melancholy, all kinds of feelings came to my mind. The ancestor of Zhushan can really control the cycle of life and death and the power of creation! He is really a kind of immortal! Is it really so powerful and incredible after going through the heavenly tribulation?
Xia Jing didn't care about their silence, and said with a smile: "Zhushan has many peaks. I can choose as many Taoists as I want to live in temporarily. Don't stay at the foot of the mountain, lest anyone say that I lack the etiquette to entertain guests in Penglai Lower Courtyard."
"I don't know, I wonder if I can go and see the Immortal Lord?" Wen Nianxi said with a smile. When he was in the realm of supernatural powers, he was taught by Master Shi to travel around the world, sharpen himself, and temper his mind. This is the authentic method of the Taoist sect. Based on this, he can
Being able to make rapid progress, with this as a foundation, even if she switches to Yuanshen Zongzong, she will be more certain than others to achieve a high-grade golden elixir. In addition, she wants to visit Master Shi because she wants to rekindle old friendships and hold the golden thigh tightly.
Several real people followed and said, "It's time to thank the Immortal Lord in person. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Xia can pass this on?"
Xia Jing shook his head: "My master is talking to my mother-in-law hand in hand. She is quiet and carefree, and it is not inconvenient for others to disturb her."
Disappointed, several real people wondered who the mother-in-law was? Why had they never heard of anyone with this name? Seeing that she could play chess on an equal footing with Zhushan Immortal Lord, it seemed that she was no ordinary person!
"Fellow Daoist Xia, is that mother-in-law also a descended immortal?" This was the answer they quickly thought of.
Over the past few years, under the influence of Shi Xuan'er, Xia Jing has a preliminary understanding of the void universe, the heavens and the world. He knows that there is no fairyland, but the great world opened by the Lord of Creation, and the people who have survived the catastrophe in it.
There are many real people, and for this world, it is not inappropriate to call it the fairy world, so he smiled lightly and said: "Although my master did not say it clearly, Xia Jing feels that my mother-in-law should be an immortal who has descended to the mortal world, and has been in the mortal world for a long time."
Master Haori waited a moment and felt that this world became illusory, as if the world he was in was not real. There seemed to be another strange and powerful real world in the world. The two were mixed with each other, but he felt nothing.
Known!
They took the disciples of their respective sects and found an uninhabited mountain to live temporarily. Mandrills, flower spirits, etc. came up to serve them.
After finally settling down, except for a few masters who closed their eyes in the courtyard to calm their emotions, the disciples breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt in the mood to talk.
A disciple of the Seven Mountains Alliance said with fear on his face: "It is said that a great demon among the demon clan survived the heavenly tribulation. Master Jin Luo didn't even block a single blow from it and died. It's really terrifying."
"If our sect is the one in the east, the consequences will be unimaginable. The founders are afraid..." Shuiyue Sect disciples touched their chests and said with lingering fear. They did not dare to finish the words, but everyone present knew the meaning.
Even the Daoist Yuanshen might not be able to block a single blow!
"You are so powerful after surviving the catastrophe. I wonder if Zhushan Immortal Master can stop that big monster?" The disciples of Huomu Sect began to worry about their current safety, like a frightened bird.
Naturally, the woman from the Shuiyue Sect refused to let her hope be dashed: "The Immortal Lord Zhushan has also survived the catastrophe, and most likely more than once! After all, he can shake the world! In my opinion, that big demon can't even block a single blow.
Don’t come down!”
"That's not necessarily true. The shock to the world may be a sign of ascension, not a manifestation of strength. And have you ever seen Zhushan Immortal take action? Most likely, he only survived a catastrophe, and it is between the two sides." Qishan
The disciples of the League also became pessimistic.
At that time, the thunder incident in Canglan City was related to Shi Xuan, and only Master Yuanshen knew about it, so they all recalled that Zhushan Immortal Lord had only seen him take action twice. Once, he pushed back many monks within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and once, he showed the power of heaven and earth.
, created the fairy mountain where we live now.
To them, the former is indistinguishable from the great demon that killed Jin Luo Zhenren with one blow. Anyway, they are both irresistible and unpredictable.
But it doesn't show much in terms of combat power.
So, some people lamented: "If Zhushan Immortal Lord can only drive away the big monster, and wait for his old man to return to the fairy world, what should we do? Become the monster's food?"
They didn't think Zhushan Immortal Master would lose, but if they couldn't kill the big demon and left hidden dangers, it would be troublesome.
For a moment, all the disciples sighed, feeling that their future was extremely gloomy, and even if they cultivated their own skills to the extreme and achieved Yuan Shen, they would still be easy prey for others to defeat!
The greatest pain is not the difficulties and dangers, but despair and no way!
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After devouring the entire Fahua sect, the monsters had a full meal. They all burped and were extremely satisfied. There is no such smooth and delicious meat overseas!
There are not many monsters, only a few dozen, and most of them are still overseas. This is a cautious decision made by Poison Dragon King Ao Tu. Although the Six-Winged Langjun has survived the catastrophe, which marks the break of the curse, the curse is something ethereal and strange.
Who knows if there are any remnants, but it is better to test slowly. If all of them return to the earth and the curse breaks out again, the inheritance of the demon clan will be cut off.
That's why he insisted on bringing only dozens of powerful demon clans, otherwise with the brutal bloodline inherited from ancient times that the Six-Winged Langjun still has in his bones, he would have to recruit all his troops and kill them in a mighty manner.
Under the leadership of Mr. Liu-Wing Lang, two big demons and dozens of demon clans emitted all their demonic aura, rolling and boiling, and headed towards Zhushan. According to the report of a rat demon sent out who was good at hiding and tracking, several Yuan
The gods all retreated to a high mountain, and sent back the appearance of the nearby terrain, so that the big demon could follow the map and kill him.
"Kill those pseudo-primordial beings, and the children can return to the earth!" The golden-faced, golden-bearded Six-Winged Man laughed loudly.
Poison Dragon King Ao Tu reminded: "Lang Jun needs to be careful. Where are they retreating to? They may have someone to rely on, so they need to find out clearly. Also, don't go to Canglan City and Zhushan for the time being. You can only test it slowly."
More than five hundred years ago, the thunder shook the world. The three of them also sneaked in, trying to figure it out and make preparations in advance. However, the journey was far away. By the time they arrived at Canglan City, it had long since vanished, leaving no trace.
I didn't find it, but on the way back overseas, I found out another thing that shocked the world. It turned out that the ancestor of Zhushan ascended to the throne.
Although the Monster Clan has hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance and has never heard of ascension, out of caution, they still went to Zhushan and memorized the nearby terrain clearly to avoid rashly breaking in one day.
Mr. Six-winged Man smiled and said: "I'm from this province. That thunderstorm is so terrifying that we can't spy on it now. As for Zhushan, although it is in the same direction as Zhushan, Xiaozhi has lived overseas for a long time and doesn't know the name of the place.
But from the terrain that was sent back, we can tell at a glance that it is not Zhushan! But Ao Tu, your worries are reasonable. When we get nearby, we should not rush to attack the mountain first, and find out what they rely on before making a decision."
"That's very good." Poison Dragon King Ao Tu and Ten Thousand Eyes Demon King nodded at the same time.
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"What, this is Zhushan?!" When we arrived near Anxi City, a traitor who wanted to sell herself as soon as possible and take advantage of the demon clan's dominance came to report the news.