The old man has a long beard that reaches his abdomen, his eyebrows are drooping, his cheeks are square, and his eyes are smiling. He looks kind-hearted and does not look like a vicious person.
"The junior Zhang Xiaozu, please refer to the senior senior."
"We came here by mistake, no offense intended, please forgive me, senior."
After Zhang Xiaopou was briefly frightened, he immediately calmed down and saluted respectfully to the old man.
At the same time, he thought secretly in his heart: "This person's cultivation is so profound that it should be easy to kill us. He didn't do it. Maybe he has no murderous intention towards us. Let's see what he wants to do."
Ye Mingyue also followed and saluted the old man respectfully.
The old man nodded slightly and said: "I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly felt that someone was stealing the spiritual power of the dragon vein. I couldn't help but wake up. I came over to see you and others practicing vigorously. I thought that meeting you was fate, so I allowed you to practice for a while.
Who would have thought that you guys are so greedy that you want to drain the spiritual power of the dragon veins? This is going too far."
Zhang Xiaozhu and Ye Mingyue were extremely embarrassed when they heard this, feeling like they had been caught as thieves.
At the same time, I was also secretly frightened, even terrified.
Because it can be seen from the old man's words that he has been here a long time ago, but they were not aware of it from the beginning to the end. They thought that if the old man suddenly took action when they were busy practicing, I am afraid they would die without knowing how they died.
Zhang Xiaozu bowed apologetically to the old man and explained awkwardly: "We accidentally entered this place and saw that the forest roads in the mountains were deserted and uninhabited, and the temples were dilapidated and decayed, so we mistakenly thought it was an ancient relic without an owner, so we left it alone.
I took it and asked for forgiveness from my predecessors."
The old man waved his hand and said: "As long as the foundation of the dragon's veins is not damaged, it doesn't matter if you get some spiritual power. It is your blessing to find it here."
Zhang Xiaozhu said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for your magnanimity!"
The old man looked up at the stone tablet on the top of the mountain, his expression dimmed, and he sighed: "This place has indeed been silent for a long time. Even the sacred tablet was so stupid that it actually engraved your names on the list of gods."
The old man smiled and shook his head. Although he did not say it clearly, his meaning was already clear. The three Zhang Xiaopeng were far from qualified to be on the list of gods.
Zhang Xiaozhu was embarrassed, but not too embarrassed, because he was self-aware and knew that he was not qualified.
"Senior, may I ask where this blessed place is? What are these three sacred monuments?"
Zhang Xiaozu asked curiously.
After saying that, he suddenly frowned in confusion because he found that the old man's name did not appear on the monument.
This is a bit strange.
"This mountain is called Taiwang Mountain."
“It is not only a place where strong people can attain enlightenment and become gods, but also a place where all creatures pray.”
"The ancient way of heaven was shattered, the gods perished, and this place was also covered in dust."
"I am the guardian of Taiwang Mountain. Fortunately, I was blessed by the sacred mountain. I was lucky enough to survive. Then I was buried underground and stayed with the lonely companion of the sacred mountain."
The old man looked sad.
As if he could see the doubts in Zhang Xiaozhu's heart, he added: "The mountain guardian is also called the mountain guardian slave. The slave's name is not qualified to be on the monument to the gods."
"The way of heaven is broken again."
"The Jiuzhou Continent is like this, and the outer world is still like this. Is the way of heaven so fragile?"
Zhang Xiaozu muttered in his heart.
His eyes fell on the high platform at the top of the mountain. He remembered the previous prayers on the high platform and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Senior, this junior has climbed to the high platform before and knelt down and prayed devoutly in front of the altar. It seems that the wish he made has come true.
, and it seems like a dream and hallucination, I don’t know if it’s true or not?”
The old man replied: "There is still some divine power left on the God-conferring Monument. If the wish is not too difficult to come true, it should be true."
Zhang Xiaozhu was startled when he heard this. Thinking that he really returned to Liujia Village that day, he felt happy and regretful at the same time.
I was happy to see my son, but regretful that I wasted too much time under the old willow tree and did not see Qi Yoyo. If I could see Qi Yoyo, I could tell her about the situation here and make her feel at ease.
A trace of sadness flashed across Ye Mingyue's eyes.
Bai Hu's eyes suddenly brightened, his expression was excited, and there was a bit of urgency in his eyes.
I don’t know what wish it made.
"Senior, um... junior, can you make another wish?" Zhang Xiaozu asked shamelessly.
"It's okay to make a wish, but it can no longer be realized." The old man stroked his beard.
"Why?"
"Because the remaining divine power on the God-Selfing Monument has been exhausted. Without divine power, your wish will naturally not be realized."
"How to restore divine power to the God-Selfing Monument?"
"Only when the gods return to their throne can the God-conferring Monument regain its glory." The old man said.
"Are all the gods still alive?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked in surprise, thinking: "Just now you said that the gods have fallen."
"The ancient gods are dead." The old man nodded, and then his eyes sharpened suddenly, and his words were sonorous: "But the new gods are about to take their place, leave their names on the monument to the gods, and become immortals on Mount Taiwang.
Mansion."
Zhang Xiaozhu touched his nose when he heard this and felt that the old man seemed to be talking about the three of them.
The old man suddenly glanced sideways at Zhang Xiaopou, as if to say: "I have something in mind."
Zhang Xiaozu smiled awkwardly and asked curiously: "Senior, what level of cultivation do you need to achieve to be qualified to be enshrined in the monument?"
The old man turned to look at Zhang Xiaozu and said with a serious expression: "The level of cultivation is not the only criterion for being enshrined in the monument, character and character are equally important. If you are the best in the world in cultivation, but do not have a heart of benevolence, you will never be able to ascend the monument."
Monument to the Gods."
Zhang Xiaozhu looked startled when he heard this.
This answer was quite normal for him in the past, but after going through a series of baptisms in which the strong were respected, when he first heard the phrase "morality and character are equally important", he felt very abrupt, as if he was saying
joke.
He couldn't help feeling ashamed of his reaction, feeling that he had lost himself in the killing and forgotten the old village chief's earnest teachings.
His eyes fell back on the stele of the Conferred God???????????????, and he couldn't help but feel in awe. He felt that these three stele were the benchmarks of cultivators' conduct, and they must be allowed to reappear in the world as soon as possible.
The evil trend of brutal killings in the Jianghu.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaozu looked at the old man and asked: "Senior, is Taiwang Mountain about to reappear in the world?"
"Not for the time being." The old man shook his head and replied.
"Why?"
"Taiwang Mountain originally had nine peaks. When the Heavenly Dao was broken, the nine peaks of Taiwang Mountain were separated and scattered all over the world. Only by gathering all nine peaks can Taiwang Mountain reappear in the world. This is what I am going to talk about next."
The old man withdrew his gaze from the God-conferring Monument, looked at Zhang Xiaozu and asked: "Are you willing to help Taiwang Mountain find the eight lost peaks?"
"This junior is willing, but he is afraid that he is not strong enough to take on big responsibilities." Zhang Xiaozu said.
The old man said: "It doesn't matter, just do your best. You have the body of your ancestors, and it is not too difficult for you to improve your cultivation. If you still find the task difficult after a hundred years, I will find someone else.
"
"The juniors will do their best to live up to the trust of the seniors." Zhang Xiaozhu saluted gratefully.
The old man turned his right hand and stretched it out in front of Zhang Xiaopou. There was a black stone the size of an egg in his hand, and he said: "This is a mountain essence stone from Taiwang Mountain. You only need to hold it to travel the next time you come here."
No entry allowed."
Zhang Xiaozu's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing this. He hurriedly took the mountain essence stone and bowed deeply to the old man: "Thank you, senior!"
Afraid that the old man would regret it, he stored the stone in the void space as soon as he acquired it.
With this stone, you can freely enter and exit this place from now on, which means that you will no longer have to worry about lack of spiritual energy to practice, and you will also have an absolutely safe hiding place.
