Chapter 162 There is no more Canglan Mountain in the world
Although the main peak of Canglan Mountain is still sinking slowly, with Feng Ziyue's strength, even if he is holding a Dream Phoenix, he can still walk on flat ground - this further shows how crazy and unwise the choice of Wu Sheng is.
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This mechanism that destroyed Canglan Mountain could not possibly harm a single hair of Fengziyue.
But now that the tragedy has been caused, Feng Ziyue no longer wants to lament for the innocent disciples of Canglan Mountain who died in vain.
The huge white jade labyrinth emerged from the crack between the front and rear mountains of the main peak of Canglan Mountain, reflecting dazzling light under the sun.
The other disciples in the mountain were all in a state of panic, and no one cared about this dazzling sight.
Only Feng Ziyue knew something was wrong. He looked up at the sky and saw a white rainbow piercing the sun and purple lightning across the sky. It was a strange phenomenon, and his heart was even more awe-inspiring.
He knew that this demon-suppressing stone tablet was originally designed to block the exit between the demon world and the human world. If something unexpected happened, it would be a difficult matter.
The purpose of this mechanism in Canglan Holy Mountain is to separate Canglan Mountain and expose the demon-suppressing stone tablet. However, I did not expect that it would be so overbearing and destroy the entire Canglan Mountain. However, Fengziyue has not yet appeared again.
The method of sealing the demon-suppressing stone tablet is now exposed to the broad daylight, but I don't know if anything will happen.
Feng Ziyue has personally experienced the ferocity and violence of demons.
If they were allowed to break through the seal and rush into the Tianwu Continent, it would probably be a more terrifying disaster than the Divine Water Catastrophe.
He tapped his toes and sped up his feet. In just half a stick of incense, he rushed to the white jade maze. The white jade corridor was going nowhere. Fortunately, the white jade door was still there. Feng Ziyue opened the door with the Martial Seal.
, stepped into the maze, followed the original path taken last time, and reached the central platform.
"What the hell are you doing!"
When the old man in the maze saw him coming, he came out holding his head, feeling very aggrieved.
"Who asked you to raise the Demon Suppressing Stone Monument? What should we do?"
He had a dissatisfied look on his face, holding his head, and was very worried. Feng Ziyue kept smiling bitterly, and he didn't know how to explain it. It was really a long story.
"Old sir, have you ascended to the capital now? What impact will it have on sealing the demon-suppressing stone tablet again?"
"How come there is no impact?"
The old man put his hands on his hips angrily and shook his head.
It turns out that breaking open Canglan Mountain and reappearing the demon-suppressing stone tablet under the sun was one of the steps to seal it again. However, it can only be opened after being fully prepared.
I don’t know how the Martial Saints of the past dynasties spread lies and rumors, and actually spread that mechanism into the last move that will kill us both, and let the Martial Saints do such a stupid thing.
Now that time is running out, the demon-suppressing stone tablet must be sealed as soon as possible to ensure safety.
Feng Ziyue's heart tightened, "How fast?"
The old man frowned and calculated for a long time, "Within five years, the ceremony of sealing the demon-suppressing stone tablet must be completed again, otherwise..."
He shook his head, and his face became extremely frightened, "The demons are raging - with the level of martial arts in this demon-sealing land, it is absolutely impossible to withstand the demons' attack!"
Feng Ziyue felt a little relieved, but fortunately there were still five years left.
This time, his schedule was full again.
More than half a year later, we will have a battle with Long Buyang;
Two and a half years later, a battle with Chu Kuangren;
Within five years, seal this demon-suppressing stone tablet;
And when the seal of this demon-suppressing stone tablet was completed, it was also the beginning of the Divine Water Tribulation.
"Being reborn and going against the will of heaven is indeed very difficult. This life of hard work is hard to come by..."
After being reborn, Feng Ziyue has realized several times. The more he wants to change the regrets of the past, the more effort he has to put in several times more than before.
In order to heal the injury of his mother Chu Hongyu, and for this pure white cocklebur fruit, he has always wanted to get the first place in the Tianwu Trial, and it has also involved so many things in Canglan Holy Mountain, until the death of Wu Sheng,
With the destruction of Canglan Mountain, this matter is barely settled - there is still work to be done to seal the demon-suppressing stone tablet!
But he has become accustomed to it. As long as his efforts can yield results, there is nothing to be afraid of.
"Then please tell me, old gentleman, how to seal this demon-suppressing stone tablet?"
Only the descendant of Tianwu can take over this matter. This matter is of great importance, and Feng Ziyue cannot ignore it. At the moment, he is just like the old man asking about the details of the sealing and demon-suppressing stone tablet.
The old man nodded, seemingly satisfied with his attitude.
"Sealing this demon-suppressing stone tablet is difficult to say and easy to say. The method is complicated and I can't explain it at the moment. Anyway, you need to find three things first. Once you have these three things, it will not be difficult to seal it again.
Already."
"Three things?"
"The first piece is the root of the huge tree in the square sky; the second piece is the fragment of the supreme Tianzhu stone - as big as this is good." The old man compared it, it was about a foot or so square. "The other piece is
About one basket of Nine Netherworld Earth is enough..."
Feng Ziyue laughed bitterly after hearing this. The old man seemed to be very relaxed when he said it, but he had never even heard of these three things, so where could he find them?
"May I ask, old gentleman, where can I find these things?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, "Have you never heard of these things? Are the people in the Demon Sealing Land so ignorant and ignorant?"
Feng Ziyue was despised by him, so he could only smile bitterly without being annoyed, "I still need to ask the old gentleman for advice..."
The old man scratched his head and smiled, "Well... I don't know..."
He is just a tablet spirit. He doesn't know the whereabouts of these rare and strange objects. He can only repeat the names of these objects to those who have passed the Tianwu trial and let them find them on their own.
Who knew that no one on Tianwu Continent knew about these things?
Feng Ziyue shook his head helplessly. When he met this old man who didn't know anything about the stone tablet, he had no idea. It seemed that he had to find a way to seal the demon-suppressing stone tablet on his own.
I have only been looking for these three things slowly in the past five years. Let's see what the opportunity is. After we find them all, we can come here again.
He then asked about Canglan Mountain and the Tianwu Trial. The old man also knew something about the inheritance of Canglan Mountain. It was probably the inheritance left by the keeper of the Demon Suppressing Stone Monument that day.
The Tianwu Trial has always been a trial for the Demon Suppressing Stone Monument to find the person who will be sealed again.
Feng Ziyue nodded. It turns out that the purpose of the so-called Tianwu Trial is that simple. It is also because it involves many ancient masters that there are six magical and mysterious levels. With the power of Canglan Mountain alone, that
It won't work.
"Remember, you must find these three things before today, five years later, otherwise the seal of the demon-suppressing stone tablet will be unlocked, and the demons will wreak havoc, which will be extremely terrifying..."
The old man was still making alarmist remarks, but Feng Ziyue knew that what he was telling the truth was true, so he nodded in agreement and took Menghuang away.
After exiting the white jade maze, I discovered that the main peak of Canglan had completely sunk into the ground, and the flat plain in front of me turned into a wide plain.
In the distance, the remaining disciples of Canglan Mountain gathered in a pile, huddled together with the outside guides. Looking back at Canglan Mountain, they were all dumbfounded, with faces ashen as death.
Many relatives and friends died in the collapse of the four peaks, and they even broke down in tears.
There is no Canglan Mountain in the world!
This holy land of martial arts, Canglan Mountain, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has completely disappeared without a trace - and the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, where Tianwu trials have been conducted for thousands of years, has also disappeared!
Many people could not accept this reality. For example, the master of Zhenwu Palace, Bu Tianyi, looked back and saw that the buildings on Canglan Mountain had been shattered by rocks, leaving only some broken bricks and tiles. He stared straight at the ruins.
, looking pale.
"Miss! New Martial Saint!"
When Feng Ziyue appeared with Menghuang, everyone rushed forward. At this time, Bu Tianyi also woke up and ran to Feng Ziyue in two steps at a time.
"Have you ever seen Lord Martial Saint?"
He has always been loyal to Martial Saint. Although he feels sad now, what he cares about most is the safety of Martial Saint.
Feng Ziyue sighed, knowing that he was foolish and loyal, but he really couldn't bear to tell him the truth, so he had to shake his head.
"Lord Martial Saint went to the Four Peaks to rescue his disciples... He hasn't shown up yet. I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
Bu Tianyi's face was sad and his eyes were lifeless. When the disciples around him heard this letter, they all burst into tears and burst into tears.
Wu Sheng has been in charge of Canglan Mountain for more than a hundred years, and his kindness and majesty have lasted for several generations. Although it was previously said that he would pass the throne to Feng Ziyue, the disciples on Canglan Mountain still regard him as their backbone. Now Wu Sheng is unknown.
Everyone was panicked and even more confused.
Feng Ziyue sighed and handed Menghuang to a female disciple.
"Miss Menghuang seems to have suffered some injuries. Please show her and see if she can be treated..."
Naturally, it was inconvenient for him to talk about the endless lovesickness, so he could only vaguely talk about it.
Seeing the sad faces of the people in Canglan Mountain, he shook his head and sighed. If the Martial Saint hadn't been crazy and did such foolish and perverse things, he would have a very high prestige among the disciples of Canglan Mountain, and he would be a great master anyway.
, but now he is harming others and himself. It is an unforgivable crime to end up like this and bring disaster to his disciples.
Although he sympathized with these panic-stricken Canglan Mountain disciples, after handing Menghuang to them, he had no intention of wasting any more time. He was about to follow the instructions of the Golden Haired God to meet up with his father Feng Bufan and then return to Wuyang City.
Feng Ziyue immediately said goodbye to Bu Tianyi.
Bu Tianyi was surprised, "New... new Martial Saint, where do we start with this? Since Lord Martial Saint has been passed down to you, although things started in a hurry and the ritual of bathing in the holy spring could not be completed, but now that Lord Martial Saint is not here,
It is up to you to make the decision for us people, so how can you abandon us?"
Although he also guessed that Martial Saint's passing to Feng Ziyue might have some other purpose, but this is the situation now. No matter what the purpose is, it is also a fact that Feng Ziyue takes over Canglan Mountain.
Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment. Although he had gone through the ceremony to accept the position of Martial Saint of Canglan Holy Mountain, he never had this consciousness. Especially after the battle with Martial Saint, he did not regard himself as a Martial Saint of Canglan Mountain.
Heir.
If Bu Tianyi didn't mention this incident, he would have forgotten it.
"this……"
Feng Ziyue was silent, and Bu Tianyi was very anxious. If there is something wrong with Wu Sheng now, then Feng Ziyue is the backbone of this group of remaining Canglan Mountain disciples. If he leaves, what else can this group of people rely on?
To maintain it, I'm afraid it will really become a piece of loose sand.
"New Martial Saint, please don't hesitate. Now Master Martial Saint... If something happens to Master Martial Saint, you will be the master of our Canglan Mountain!" Bu Tianyi gritted his teeth and took the lead to kneel down, as did all the disciples.
Kneel down and get up.
Feng Ziyue looked at this noisy scene and recalled that he was walking around the four peaks just a few days ago. At that time, he couldn't help but feel a little sad at the beautiful scenery of Canglan Mountain.
This group of disciples have been fighting hard against demons and have also made a lot of contributions to the peace of the human world. Seeing their pleading faces, they cannot be abandoned.
He smiled bitterly and nodded, "Palace Master Bu, since you fall in love so wrongly, I can only accept it temporarily, but..."
Feng Ziyue turned back and looked at the ruins, "Now that there is no Canglan Mountain in the world, the name of the new Martial Saint will not be mentioned. I have some private matters to do, so I would like to ask the Master of the Palace of Divination to lead these disciples.
Rebuilding the Zhenwu Palace will give me a place to stay - I will naturally meet up with everyone after I finish taking care of my own affairs."
Now that Canglan Mountain is completely destroyed and Wu Sheng has passed away, the most important thing is to calm people's hearts and let them rebuild the Zhenwu Palace. At least there will be something to do so that they will not have random thoughts and have a place to settle down.
But of course he didn't have time to rebuild with them, so he simply left it all to Bu Tianyi.
Canglan Mountain has been destroyed, so the name of the so-called Martial Saint should not be mentioned. Bu Tianyi felt sad, but he also understood this truth.
He has no ambitions. He has grown up in Canglan Mountain all his life. Belonging to Canglan Mountain and being loyal to Wu Sheng are everything in his life. Now that Canglan Mountain is destroyed and Wu Sheng is missing, he is afraid that there will be more misfortune than anything else.
Feeling disappointed, Feng Ziyue sent him the task of rebuilding, which was exactly what he wanted, so he immediately agreed.
Feng Ziyue had no choice but to stay for two more days to comfort the Canglan Mountain disciples. After they calmed down a little, he said goodbye to everyone and went to the agreed place to find his father Feng Bufan.
Not long after walking, he ran into Feng Bufan, who was coming in a hurry.
It turned out that although he was seriously injured, Canglan Mountain suddenly disappeared. That was such a big deal. He was worried about his son's safety and searched hurriedly for a day before he happened to meet him here.
After listening to Feng Ziyue's story about what happened in Canglan Mountain, Feng Bufan was dumbfounded. Even for someone as knowledgeable as him, whether it was the Demon Suppressing Stone Monument or the Endless Acacia Lock, they were all too much.
It was unbelievable that the Martial Saint foolishly destroyed Canglan Mountain in the end, leaving him speechless.
"Otherwise, wouldn't my child be the Martial Saint of Canglan Mountain? How majestic that would be!"
It turned out that this was what his father had in mind, which made Feng Ziyue dumbfounded. He smiled and said, "Dad, don't talk about this anymore. Let's go home quickly! Mom has been waiting for you for ten years!"
Feng Bufan's expression was stern, with a look of longing on his face, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved into a smile.