"Living in a good place, having a good heart, being kind and benevolent, speaking good faith, governing well, doing good things, being able to do good things, and doing good things at the same time, I will not fight, so there is nothing wrong with me."
Following the boy, Mo Wangchen discovered that the so-called holy mountain was actually similar to a school.
At this moment, in an open space not far in front of him, dozens of students were holding books in their hands, shaking their heads and reading aloud. A young man, also dressed like a boy, stood in front of these students to supervise.
When Mo Wangchen and the two walked across the open space, the supervisor boy came towards them, bowing slightly and showing indescribable respect.
"These are all children from the Immortality Realm. They were just brought to the Holy Mountain not long ago." The boy leading the way smiled and explained to Mo Wangchen.
Mo Wangchen nodded. These children should be just a part of the group. There should be many more children like them existing on the Holy Mountain.
The Holy Mountain was very big, like an ancient city. Along the way, Mo Wangchen saw many scenes similar to the scene in the open space just now. Children ranging in age from six to teenagers were studying carefully.
"Do those gentlemen who teach children have the same demigod cultivation level as you?" Mo Wangchen finally couldn't help but ask.
He did not feel the aura of any cultivators on those supervisors. This was not because they did not have any cultivation. In Mo Wangchen's view, it was because these people would all have excellent cultivation.
Hidden.
"We, like these children, studied here and were all students of my husband. When we were twelve years old, everyone would be sent home. But those of us stayed here voluntarily to help our husband pass on his legacy."
"Did Sir teach you how to practice?" Mo Wangchen was curious.
The boy nodded and took Mo Wangchen to a small lake. There was no private school here anymore. It was like a back mountain with birds chirping.
The two of them walked along the lakeside. Mo Wangchen was surprised that there were actually fish, dragons and tuyun in the lake. Their bodies jumped out of the water and swayed hard in the void, as if they wanted to break away from the shackles of the water and fly into the sky.
"The teacher once said that everything in the world has spirit, whether it is vegetation, eagles, birds, or fish in the water, all things are equal and have their own way. I have been on this holy mountain for twenty years and I have seen fish
The dragon ascends to heaven and transforms into a dragon, and the vegetation and creatures evolve into Tao bodies."
"You just said that you came to the Holy Mountain when you were six years old, and you have only stayed for twenty years now?"
Mo Wangchen was surprised, how could this be possible? The boy was a demigod, wouldn't that mean that he was only twenty-five or six years old now?
If a demigod in his mid-twenties told this, no one would believe it, right?
The boy smiled and nodded. Seeing what Mo Wangchen was thinking, he didn't explain anything, but led Mo Wangchen to a wooden house.
Looking from a distance, at this moment, not far outside the wooden house, a figure in white is sitting on a stool. He is holding a long pole and seems to be fishing. This is a young man who seems to be about the same age as himself.
"Sir, that's where you are. You can go on your own."
The boy stopped and did not dare to approach to disturb him, but said to Mo Wangchen.
"What?!"
Hearing his words, Mo Wangchen was surprised. Is this the legendary teacher?
With such a young appearance, he seemed to be only a year or two older than himself. He originally thought that the other party was also a boy, but he never expected that this was the person who helped him at the birthday banquet of Emperor Xuan Sheng in the past.
Did you kill your teacher?
The boy left, and Mo Wangchen stood alone, not walking towards the gentleman.
He was extremely surprised in his heart. The person in front of him was really different from what he had imagined. He was a person who had survived from the previous era to the present day.
When Mo Wangchen thought about it, the so-called gentleman should be a gray-haired old man.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, when I really saw the other person, everything in front of me completely subverted my understanding.
"Rejuvenation?"
This idea first came to his mind, but even so, how long has it been since the last era?
It won’t last for billions of years!
Even a powerful Saint Emperor cannot stay young forever for such a long time, right?
"Boom!"
In the silence, I saw the gentleman sitting quietly fishing by the lake suddenly put away his fishing gear.
He looked not far away. In the lake, the originally calm and mirror-like water suddenly had ripples spreading out.
"roar!"
Then, a deep roar came, like a sound wave, and rolled up Mo Wangchen's clothes.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, a fish dragon leaped up from the lake. Its body, which was originally only the size of an arm, suddenly swelled and turned into a hundred-foot-long dragon.
This scene was like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky, which surprised Mo Wangchen. The fish and dragon broke the shackles of the lake water, transformed into a dragon, and soared through the sky and the earth.
Although there are many records of this kind of thing in ancient books, it seems that no one has actually witnessed it with their own eyes.
Because if a fish and dragon wants to transform into a dragon, it will not happen overnight. It needs to swallow the vitality of the world and exhale it for thousands of years before it can succeed.
"Thousands of years of work, the sky-swallowing dragon..."
By the lake, the teacher stood up. He looked at the dragon with a body of hundreds of feet in the sky and spoke again, "Remember, don't hurt other people's lives, otherwise I will take back your creation."
"roar……"
The dragon seems to have a spirit and can listen to its wishes and make a low roar.
Mo Wangchen could see that what was revealed in those pair of pearl-like dragon eyes was a kind of awe and gratitude.
Then, the dragon ascended into the sky and swam away. It was extremely fast, like a Kun or a Peng, and its speed exceeded Mo Wangchen's imagination.
"These fish and dragons are able to ascend to the sky and swim, probably because the lake here was transformed by Mr., so this dragon shows awe and gratitude to Mr."
"The boy is only twenty-six years old, but he has become a demigod. It is not because of his extraordinary talent, but because this gentleman has extraordinary abilities. In just twenty years, he has guided a demigod to become a demigod..."
Mo Wangchen was shaken in his heart. He felt that everything on this holy mountain was beyond his knowledge.
Everyone in the world says that the Immortal Realm is a mundane place, but now it seems that with this holy mountain, these boys, and the existence of this gentleman, is the so-called mundane really really mundane?
He took a deep breath, finally stepped out and came behind Mr.
"I've met senior."
Mo Wangchen bowed his hands in bow, showing his admiration from the bottom of his heart. Even a powerful Saint Emperor would never let him show such a gesture.
After finishing his words, he raised his eyes slightly and saw that the gentleman had turned his gaze away from the distant sky.
He turned around slowly, his fair and clean face had a pair of deep eyes, which seemed to be full of vicissitudes and years.
Looking at Mo Wangchen, a smile appeared on his face. This smile made Mo Wangchen feel familiar, yet extremely strange.