"They cannot come to earth due to certain restrictions."
"What restrictions?"
"There are restrictions in the heaven. Once you go to heaven, you cannot easily come down to earth." That person said this way.
"How many people in the heavenly realm are as skilled as me?"
"There are so many, like crucian carp crossing a river." That person said without hesitation.
"Really?" Wang Zhe stared into his eyes.
"Of course!" the man said coldly.
"So your cultivation level is considered to be at the bottom in the heavenly realm, and you still have to cross the river? You can ask two of them to come down and let me see how high their cultivation level is."
After hearing this, the man turned his head to one side and stopped talking.
Although he wanted to kill the monk in front of him with one shot,
But he also admitted in his heart that the cultivation level of the person in front of him was very advanced, and he would be the most outstanding existence even in the heaven.
The key is that he possesses the true method of the Great Dao. This is the rarest and most difficult magical power in the world. Anyone who has mastered it will be the most difficult to deal with.
Not to mention the human world, even in the heavenly world, monks who have cultivated the true dharma are extremely rare.
But there is someone right here right in front of me,
"What magical powers have you cultivated?" The man couldn't help but ask that day.
Wang Zhe did not answer his question, "Tell me about heaven?"
People were silent that day.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
Wang Zhe looked at him, thinking about how to deal with this heavenly being.
An immortal,
To kill or not to kill?
After a stick of incense,
There is an immortal’s tomb at the foot of this mountain.
His name is Zhou Wenxian, and he comes from heaven.
There are two more "Eight Wastelands Monuments" in Wang Zhe's cave.
The monuments on all sides were placed so casually in the cave. If the monks outside saw this, I don't know how many people would be shocked.
"Laifu, Tuanzi, although this Bahuang Monument is a rare treasure, the things recorded in it are indeed profound and mysterious, but you should not be obsessed with it. There is a limit to everything."
Wang Zhe said earnestly, while Laifu and Tuanzi nodded.
"You might as well start with a stone tablet to understand."
Through previous experiments on Laifu, Wang Zhe knew that not only human monks could see the Eight Desolations Monument, but other living beings in heaven and earth seemed to be able to see it as well.
The words above are not just for the person,
This made him very curious, who made these Eight Desolate Monuments, and why did Heaven send people down to track down their whereabouts?
Outside Qinchuan,
The internal guards of Baiqisi and the monks of Tianfeng Pavilion were still stationed there and did not retreat because they did not receive orders from above.
They would never have thought that the person they had been looking for had now turned into a corpse and was buried under a mountain in Qinchuan.
In the mountain, Wang Zhe looked at the two stone tablets. The ancient characters on them were shining brightly, constantly changing, and flew down from the stone tablets.
It flew into Wang Zhe's eyes and into his mind,
The picture in his mind had more scenes and became more vivid.
Heaven and earth, sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers...
There seems to be a world in his mind,
It is very peaceful in Qinchuan, but there are strange waves and clouds in the capital.
The strangeness of the Yin-Yang Land that suddenly appeared in Chenghuang Temple is beyond the imagination of many people.
In the end, a group of monks from Tianfeng Pavilion and Qintian Prison joined forces and used four magic weapons to temporarily seal him at the cost of the lives of twelve monks.
Although it was temporarily sealed, it was not completely eliminated after all, and it was always a hidden danger.
On the Star Observation Pavilion,
After leaving the prison of Qintian Prison, there was another person, a thin old man, who looked ordinary, like an old man next door.
The identity of this old man is not simple. He is the master of Tianfeng Pavilion and one of the greatest monks in the world.
"Fellow Taoist, it's quite peaceful to be here alone!"
"Get used to it, drink tea."
"Thanks."
"The capital is guarded by dragon veins and suppressed by Dayong's Qi. Why does the Yin and Yang land still appear?" The master of Tianfeng Pavilion took a sip of tea.
Supervisor Qintian raised his head and glanced at the sky outside.
"The secret has been messed up."
"It's chaotic, hasn't it been chaotic a long time ago?" Master Tianfeng Pavilion said with a smile.
"This time is different." Daoxuan turned his head and looked at the chessboard in front of him.
"The destiny of the country, the destiny of the country." He said four words.
"Your Majesty has great talent and great strategy, and you can't help but see it." The master of Tianfeng Pavilion looked awe-inspiring when he heard this.
"Yes, so what on earth is he thinking about?" Daoxuan turned his head and looked in the direction of the capital.
The majesty in the palace turned the world into a county like this in order to live forever.
The original peaceful and prosperous age of Guozuo, which could last for hundreds of years, is coming to an end.
"What on earth was he thinking?"
This is not only a question in his heart, but also a question in the hearts of many people around the world.
"I have some news here, Wu Zhengang." After the master of Tianfeng Pavilion said these three words, Daoxuan was stunned.
"Sure enough, what is supposed to come will still come."
In the royal study room in the palace, the weather outside is very cold, but it is very warm inside.
Xiao Guang sat on a chair and closed his eyes to relax.
The desk in front of me is filled with memorials, from various places, and none of them contain good news.
The world is in chaos. It has been chaotic for several years. Dayong is no longer the Dayong he once was.
How could he, the emperor of the current dynasty, not know? He had always known, knew very clearly,
"Is it almost time?" He suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside.
Thousands of miles away,
At the foot of Qinchuan,
In a mountain village,
Axiang drank a little too much. Opposite him was a middle-aged man with yellow teeth and triangular eyes, holding a bowl of wine in his hand.
"Here, drink some more."
"No, no, I have to go home."
"It's still early."
"Axiang, I really admire you. You risk your life for Auntie. Aren't you afraid in the mountains?"
"My life was given by her. When I first entered the mountains, I was still energetic and not afraid. However, when I saw the wild beasts in the mountains, my life hung by a thread several times.
I'm scared too. Who isn't afraid of death? I just have better luck." A Xiang burped from wine.
"Yes, you are lucky enough to meet an immortal. Isn't that immortal very impressive?"
"Of course it is."
"Looking at the direction you are going, is it Gulong Ridge?"
"It's far away from Gulong Ridge. It will take several days to walk over there and to the northwest." Axiang said.
The man sitting opposite him had a strange smile on his face after hearing this.
In these days, the news that Axiang met an immortal in Qinchuan and gave him elixir to save his seriously ill mother has spread throughout the mountain villages and even to nearby counties.
Many people came to ask about the place where the immortal A Xiang practiced.
Not just people in the village, but also wealthy families in the county.
Some people even came with money, and some promised Axiang that if he could tell the point of the immortal's practice, he would definitely pay him a lot of money.
A Xiang always replied with the same words.
He didn't know where the immortal was. He fainted in the mountains and was revived by the immortal.
He couldn't even remember the place where he fell unconscious. The trees there were too deep and he couldn't tell the direction.
Others don't know the details of Axiang, but this man knows it very well. Axiang has a unique skill in the mountains, that is, he will not get lost.
No matter how deep the forest is, he will never lose his way,
Therefore, when he said that he couldn't tell the way in the forest, it was probably a lie. He probably knew where the immortal lived, but he just didn't want to tell it.
So today he invited this Axiang over, entertained him with good wine and delicious food, got him drunk, and tried to trick him.
"He really knows, he just refuses to say anything."
I asked him more carefully, but Axiang was mumbling and couldn't speak clearly.
"These words should be enough to get the job done."
Then he left the village, braved the cold wind and entered the county town. He came to a large house and met the owner there.
A middle-aged man in a brocade hat and mink fur coat.
The room was very warm, and Axiang's fellow countryman had a flattering smile on his face.
"Axiang, the villager who was given the elixir by the immortal?"
"Exactly, I am his fellow countryman, and I have already found out the approximate location of the immortal from him."
"How did you find out?"
"I was drinking with him and asked him while he was drunk." Axiang's fellow countryman unconsciously sang a drinking song.
The middle-aged man not far away frowned.
"Tell me, where is that immortal?"
"It's about three days' journey to the northwest of Gulong Ridge."
"Who else have you told this news?"
"Just tell the master that you are the only one."
The middle-aged man raised his hand and threw him a bag of broken silver.
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master." A Xiang's fellow villager Zi Yinzi hurriedly thanked him.
"Don't tell anyone else this news."
"Hey, hey, I remember." Axiang's fellow countryman nodded hurriedly.
After he left, a man came out from behind the curtain. This man looked a little weird, and one side of his face was green.
"Did you hear that clearly?"
"Well, I'll go right away."
"Be careful. I heard that people from the imperial court are also looking for something in Qinchuan recently."
"knew."
"After you find him, don't rush forward and take a look from a distance."
"clear."
In the mountains, the cold wind howls,
Inside the cave, divine light shines,
Wang Zhe's consciousness spread out of the cave and floated into the mountains.
He waved his hand in the cave,
A gust of wind blew up outside the cave, blowing down the mountain peak. The wind got bigger and bigger, blowing through the forest, causing the trees to sway and large leaves to fall.
With a flip of his hand, the soil at the bottom of the mountain surged, the ground shook, like an earth dragon turning over, and a mound rose up from the ground.
With a little finger, a little fluorescent light flew out, and immediately turned into a cloud of fire after leaving the cave. The flames soared and burned half of the sky red.
The spiritual energy around the mountains and fields surges like boiling water,
Wang Zhe's understanding of the beauty of the innate Five Elements method is getting deeper and deeper.
The innate five elements can imprison the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, can stabilize the five elements between heaven and earth, can transform metal, wood, water, fire and earth, can call for wind and rain...
Wang Zhe feels that only those who have reached this level of cultivation can be called gods.
Call for wind and rain
earth-shattering,
At this time, a man in the mountain was walking against the wind,
From a distance, he saw what seemed to be a fire in the sky,
It was the man who came to search after learning about Wang Zhe's training place outside the mountain.
"Could it be that place?"
He flew towards the mountain peak where Wang Zhe practiced, and saw the extraordinary mountain peak from a distance.
The cave where Wang Zhe practices is actually quite cleverly hidden. It is almost invisible from the surroundings and can only be seen from above.
So that person did not see any trace of anyone practicing in the mountains from a distance.
Even if he gets close, he will not find any sign of anyone practicing in the mountains unless he goes up the mountain.
Someone is coming?
In the cave, Wang Zhe had already sensed that someone was approaching. It was a monk, walking around as if he was looking for something.
So he raised his hand and pointed in the mountain,
The man a few miles away from the mountain suddenly swayed, and the spell he cast was instantly broken, and then he fell from the air and fell into the forest.
"What's going on?" He stood up and looked around quickly, but found no one.
After checking for a long time, he determined that there was indeed no one around, so he wanted to cast a spell to leave again, but found that his aura could not be mobilized at all, just like an ordinary person.
"It's broken. Could it be that his cultivation has been ruined?" He suddenly panicked.
This has somehow become what it is now.
"Could it be that you have arrived at the immortal's training place and disturbed him?"
"I, Yang Xing, accidentally entered this place and disturbed the immortals' practice. I hope to atone for my sins." He raised his hands and shouted into the air.
Although it was still several miles away from the place where Wang Zhe practiced, Wang Zhe heard the sound.
He didn't say anything,
He raised his hand and waved, and the wind started blowing under the mountain. The man was swept up by the wind and floated toward the southeast. After a while, he landed in the forest with a thud, causing pain all over his body.
When he got up again, Yang Xing was so frightened that his face turned pale.
At this time, he was already stunned,
When people are seen, they are inexplicably swept away by a gust of wind.
He was basically certain that there must be immortals practicing near the place he just arrived.
However, he didn't dare to get any closer.
This time, the immortal had a good temper, and a gust of wind blew him away. If he didn't open his eyes and went there, it might directly kill him.
"go back!"
He immediately turned around, and after returning to the county town, he told the man in the brocade hat and mink fur what had happened to him.
"You didn't see anyone?"
"No." The green-faced man shook his head.
"That immortal's cultivation level was too high. In an instant, my cultivation level was blocked and then swept away by a gust of wind. I felt that if he wanted to kill me, it would be like crushing an ant to death.
"
"Where?"
"It's about a hundred miles northwest of Gulong Ridge." The green-faced man thought for a while and said.
"Do you think he can help me?"
"I have to give it a try after all."
Among Qinchuan,
Two figures were walking through the woods,
One of them was wearing a Taoist robe. He looked to be many years old and had a delicate appearance.
The other one carries a sword box behind his back and has thick eyebrows and big eyes.
"Brother Lin, we have been searching here for ten days and there is still no trace at all. Is he no longer here in Qinchuan?
If he is still here, will the internal guards of Baiqisi outside not be able to find him?"
"He should still be in the mountains. He snatched an Eight Desolate Monument from the Royal Court of Northern Xinjiang and entered the capital. Only one of the two Eight Desolate Monuments was taken away. He was probably injured and was recovering in the mountains."