"Jingyun Mountain is the highest mountain range in our Yunyi Kingdom. With the main peak Jingyun Peak as the center, there are several towering peaks in succession. Because of the mountain protection formation, these peaks are surrounded by strong winds all year round. When the clouds pass by
, will suddenly accelerate as if frightened, and break into pieces, reuniting far away from the mountain peak - this is where the name Jingyun comes from."
On the Xuefeng, which was flying to Jingyun Mountain, Ding Xiaoyue introduced to everyone the former largest cultivation sect in Yunyi Kingdom.
"When I entered the Tao, I wanted to become a disciple at Jingyun Mountain. However, Jingyun Mountain is the holy land of cultivation in Yunyi Kingdom, and it is extremely strict in the selection of disciples. Although my family has a little money and influence, but for
It's not worth mentioning for an immortal - I finally joined the Yunfu Sect because I was quite talented in formations.
Because of this, I was vigorously cultivated by the sect. After I achieved the golden elixir, I even got the opportunity to go to the Yujing sect for further study... At that time, I always thought that one day I would achieve great success and would definitely return to the Yunyi Kingdom and become a master.
It will add luster to the people in Jingyun Mountain and let them understand what a mistake it was not to accept me as a disciple."
At this point, she sighed deeply: "...As a result, every idea came to nothing."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh, but Wu Jie frowned, looked ahead from a distance, and asked thoughtfully: "Is Jingyun Mountain very high?"
"Yes, it reaches straight into the sky. It's so high that it's beyond imagination."
Wu Jie was silent for a moment, shook his head and sighed.
"It seems that our trip was in vain."
"What do you mean?" Zhong Chao was stunned, "Senior brother, have you discovered anything?"
Wu Jie shook his head in dismay, without explaining, and walked towards his room: "I thought I could find a cave in Jingyun Mountain to rest temporarily... Well, let's stay on the boat tonight."
After a while, everyone understood what he meant.
What was once Jingyun Mountain, what was once the first sect of Yunyi Kingdom, what was once a holy land for cultivation, has now turned into a huge lake on the ground.
At first glance, this is just an ordinary lake. But if you pay a little attention, you will find that the surrounding area of the lake is in a mess, with broken wood and rocks everywhere, which is not normal at all. There are almost no fish or shrimps in the lake. On the contrary,
You can see many broken corpses sinking to the bottom of the water.
Zhong Chao frowned, closed his eyes, and used his spiritual mind to explore in detail. He suddenly found that the earth's veins were violent and weak, like a drunken man who had exhausted all his strength and was lying on the ground.
He was panting but couldn't even stand up like a drunkard.
Moreover, almost everywhere in the earth veins was damaged, and there were obvious signs of explosions in many places.
Without careful elaboration, he could easily imagine what happened - facing the desperate situation, the leader of Jingyun Mountain launched his last resort, detonating the mountain-protecting formation and detonating the earth veins in this area, creating a
A terrible explosion.
This explosion reduced a large mountain range to nothing, and even exploded a huge lake out of thin air. This explosion not only exhausted the power of Jingyun Mountain's mountain-protecting formation, but even the power of the earth's veins in this area was exhausted. In the future
For thousands of years, this area will be a wilderness lacking in spiritual energy.
But Zhong Chao did not object to Jingyunshan's choice. On the contrary, he was in favor of it.
A truly strong man must have the determination to die at the appropriate time. If he does not have the determination to face and accept death, then he will never be qualified to be called a strong man.
A truly strong man, facing a hopeless battle situation, should die calmly. There is no need to kneel down and beg for mercy, there is no need to flee in a hurry, and there is no need to linger... Life is indeed precious, but life is definitely not worth exchanging dignity for.
The dignity of the strong is supreme and nothing can compare with it.
With eyes as clear and bright as a young man's, Old Man Dead Leaf effortlessly looked through the lake water at the skeletons sunk at the bottom of the lake.
Among these skeletons, there are those of both insects and monks.
He also saw some fragments of magical artifacts and fragments of other things - for example, he noticed that in a deep depression near the lake, there was a broken stone with the words "Jingyun" on it.
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He also saw that some of the corpses were emitting a strange and warm light. Even though they had been dead for a long time, they were not rotten at all. They should be the remains of monks who created the bodies of gods and humans.
He even saw some corpses exuding a strange aura. They were people who, like him, had reached the end of their cultivation in the world and were not far from immortality.
But...it's all gone.
The Jingyun Mountain of the past, and the outstanding monks who once were there are all gone, and they all died here.
He was too lazy to think about why the head of Jingyun Mountain made the decision to detonate the earth line and kill them all, and he was too lazy to guess how brutal the battle was. He just felt that it was not worth it.
If the people from Jingyun Mountain had tried their best to break through, they would have been able to escape somewhat. At that time, Junhuang Mountain was still guarding the Great Movement Formation. They could have used the Great Movement Formation to leave Yunying Country and find a place to start over.
They have seniors with profound cultivation, outstanding junior monks, and a lot of resources and suitable techniques. If they start over, it probably won't take tens of thousands of years to develop a prosperous sect again.
But the people in Jingyun Mountain did not do this, they chose death.
"It's so stupid. If you die, you will have nothing." The old monk shook his head and sighed softly.
Except for these two Daoguo monks, even Meng Xiujun, who has the highest level of cultivation among the rest, does not have the ability to observe the subtleties. However, the traces of the explosion are so clear and tragic that even if he cannot see clearly,
You can also understand what is going on.
By this time, everyone understood what Wu Jie just meant.
Jingyun Mountain is no longer there, and of course they can't take a break at Jingyun Mountain. All their original plans have to be scrapped. What will they do in the future? It's not yet certain.
What is certain now is that they will indeed have to continue living on the boat tonight.
Everyone sighed and went back to rest. The silver-white battleship was suspended in the air and parked above the lake.
This used to be the most important holy land for cultivation in Yunyi Kingdom, but now there is nothing left...
At midnight, Wu Jie boarded the bow of the ship.
"Xue Feng, have you separated the rooms where they live?" he asked softly.
Xuefeng appeared behind him, nodded and replied: "Everyone has been completely isolated. Not only the sleeping ones were not noticed, but also the people who were practicing were not noticed."
"That's good. What I'm going to do later is not suitable for people to see."
Wu Jie nodded, waved his hand, and many bits and pieces flew out, assembled themselves in the air, and finally turned into an altar.
This altar is pure black, darker than night; there is a shuddering and ominous atmosphere in the black, and anyone who has the slightest premonition of danger will feel numb when they see it, and turn around and run away.
"The altar that Ye Hong helped me build is indeed of extraordinary quality and with its help, my spell power can be greatly improved."
Wu Jie's mind swept over the altar floating in the air, observed it carefully, and smiled with satisfaction.
After laughing, he took out a pure white flag and waved it towards the lake below.
"The heroic spirit is mighty and the soul returns"
With this wave, the calm lake water below suddenly rolled, and countless bubbles emerged as if boiling. With the bubbles rising, there was a trembling death aura, a panic-inducing murderous intention, and a blood boiling
of fighting spirit.
"When the soul comes back, there is a sacred tree in the east, towering thousands of years ago, and a giant spirit eats bear bones."
The flags were waving towards the east, and the green aura came from nowhere, dyeing the pure white flags into dark green. There was an aura in the dark green, which kept changing from strong to declining, and from declining to strong.
Wu Jie threw out the flag flag and erected it to the east of the altar. Then he took out a second flag flag.
"When the soul comes back, there are dragons and snakes in the south, red birds swallowing fire, shining like the scorching sun."
The flag waved towards the south, turned into a red color, and filled with an aura of madness and prosperity, and was erected to the south of the altar.
"When the soul comes back, there are wolves in the west, tigers and leopards are ferocious and greedy, and many living things are in ruins."
The flag waved toward the west, changing from pure white to silvery white, like a metallic luster, and was then erected on the altar.
"When the soul returns, there is solid ice in the north, and the storm never ceases, roaring like a howl."
The flag waved towards the north, turned into jet black color, and was erected on the altar, occupying the last position.
When the four flags and flags were erected one by one, a rolling spring appeared in the center of the altar. The spring water kept surging like boiling, and kept pouring out of the altar, but not a drop of it flowed out.
If you look closely, you will see that this spring water actually has no substance, it is just pure condensation of yin energy.
Wu Jie didn't know when he had put on a simple robe and a white crown. He waved a small flag with the Big Dipper and walked slowly around the altar in the air. As he walked, he chanted
Strange songs.
As he chanted, the small flag waved slowly in the air, drawing strange talisman frames one after another. These talisman frames did not disappear, but floated in the air with a dim light, and gradually connected one by one, forming a rather unique character.
A large-scale formation.
Wu Jie did not rush to activate the formation, but continued to chant in the air, continued to walk around the altar, and continued to use small flags to draw the talismans.
I don't know how long it took, but when he finally finished chanting the song, he finally stopped, looked down at the lake that was completely boiling, and kept emitting death energy, murderous intent and fighting intent, and smiled coldly.
"Since you have the courage to die, of course you also have the courage to take revenge, right?"
As he spoke, he threw the small flag in his hand towards the gushing spring water.
"The yin and yang cannot be blocked, the underworld cannot sink, the new wind is strong, and the soul returns"
Following this final ceremony, the spring water burst out like an explosion, rising at least a hundred feet high. Countless figures flew out of the spring water one after another, merging with the death energy, murderous intent, fighting spirit, etc. pouring out of the lake.
As one, they eventually turned into black figures.
"Everyone, please lend me a helping hand to kill your enemies and avenge them."
All the black figures bowed to Wu Jie together, and then let out a shrill cry in unison.
Along with the sound of wailing, the originally clear night sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and then it started to rain heavily.
Heavy rain fell on the lake, and the water gradually turned scarlet.
What was pouring down from the sky at this moment was surprisingly not ordinary rain, but a rain of blood.
Wu Jie stood in the rain of blood, standing on the strange altar. Facing the undead that surrounded him, bowed and wailed, he did not feel any fear or disgust at all. Instead, he sighed deeply and bowed in return.
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"I will do what I promised you."
After saying this, the cries of all the black figures suddenly stopped, and then they made sharp calls and threw themselves into the four flags one by one.
By the time the last black shadow was thrown into the flag flags, the four flag flags already had a shuddering aura that made people dare not look directly at them, becoming a terrifying treasure.
Wu Jie looked deeply at the four flags and flags, and then bowed towards the altar.
At this moment of worship, the entire altar suddenly collapsed and turned into countless dust in the air. Only four flags fell from the altar. Wu Jie stretched out his hand and collected them with magic power.
After completing this strange ritual, he returned to the bow of the Yukikaze and looked up at the sky.
The dark clouds had dispersed as abruptly as they had appeared. The night sky was now clear and cloudless, and the bright moon was hanging high in the zenith, casting a cool light.
"Although I have never used it formally before, the curse technique of Plague Department Zhengfa is indeed quite useful." He said calmly.
"This is what those insects brought upon themselves." Ye Hong nodded and said in the world of the Book of Heaven, "If they weren't too cruel, they killed all the monks, destroyed countless sects, and maimed countless mortals. The power of this curse
It shouldn't be so powerful."
"Even the energy of disaster from all directions has been attracted here. It is indeed the holy land for the practitioners of Yunyi Kingdom. Those places where people were killed before did not have such strong resentment at all... Such a curse, even the Yang Shen True Immortal must
Are you going to suffer a big loss?"
"Well, the True Immortal Yang Shen is not immune to all kinds of evil. Since he has killed so many people and created huge karma, the curse will definitely be effective. This is the method our Plague Department is best at.
You will reap what you sow. They have done bad things and they deserve retribution."
Wu Jie nodded and said: "But, is this curse useful for the dead? I have seen a lot of zerg in the past few days, but the feeling they gave me... Although they can walk, fight, and even...
There are still quite a lot of cultivation, but they are just dead objects without any life."
"Of course the curse is not effective on the dead, but there must be living people behind the dead." Ye Hong said, "These insects cannot be created out of thin air. Either they are brought here from a small world, or they are simply
Created by someone. But no matter what the case, the curse can be traced back to the source, find the cause of all these disasters, and add huge trouble to him."
Wu Jie smiled slightly: "I don't expect the curse to cause too much trouble to the guy who is probably the Yang Shen Zhenxian. As long as the curse entangles him, I can feel his existence, even roughly.
You can tell the direction. The next thing to do is simple...find him and then hack him to death.
"The opponent is probably the powerful Yang Shen Zhenxian..."
"Can the True Immortal Yang Shen do such a heinous thing that is not allowed by heaven?" Wu Jie frowned and said coldly, "At least two million mortals, almost the entire cultivation world of Yunyi Kingdom -
—If such brutal killings can be forgiven, then why should we fight with gods?"
"It's good to say that the God of Fighting originally existed to eradicate evil spirits." Ye Hong's eyes lit up, showing an excited expression. In an instant, she changed from a lady Ye Hong to a tomboy, "Xiao Wu, you are so cruel.
It makes sense. Dad often said this back then."
"This is a matter of course." Wu Jie smiled, but suddenly his face condensed slightly, and then he showed a strange smile, "It seems... the curse has found its target..."
"Then when are you going to leave?"
"Wait for two more days, when the curse has tightly entangled that guy and cannot break free, then I will set off again."
"That's fine. When he is completely entangled by the curse, you won't be afraid of him escaping. But you have to be careful yourself. The other party is probably the Yang Shen Zhenxian. If you are not careful, you will be defeated and die.
"
"I won't lose." Wu Jie laughed, "Since the curse has taken effect, it means that that guy will start to have bad luck. If he is very unlucky, there is no reason for me to lose to a guy like that."
At about the same time Wu Jie and Ye Hong were chatting, Ao Yan, who was under the manor on the edge of Yunyi Kingdom and wrapped in a black robe, frowned.
His intuition told him that something bad seemed to have happened just now.
He turned to look at the underground lair, and his spiritual thoughts swept through the lair. Apart from some mortals who had been drained of their essence and blood and died, he did not see anything abnormal.
As for those mortals... although theoretically, the gestating Zerg Queen should not suck the mortals as nutrients to death now, but after all, they are just a group of mortals, not worth mentioning.
He smiled and sent a signal to the insects on the ground, and soon the insects came and replaced the corpses that had been sucked in with some living people who were charmed by the spell and fell into sleep.
The red silk threads continuously transport endless vitality towards the huge cocoon. Every minute and every second, enough vitality to lift the flesh and white bones of a dead person is swallowed by it.
But the giant cocoon didn't change at all.
Ao Yan knew that this was a matter of course. The empress who was being conceived would be a strong person in the Yangshen realm. The current amount of food was far from enough for her to be conceived.
"It doesn't matter, I have prepared a lot of food..." He looked at the huge cocoon, thinking about the benefits of waiting for the queen of the zerg to hatch, and smiled eerily and coldly.
