Chapter 99 Uncovering the Stone City, a grand event to worship the gods [1]
Thirty-six realms of the spiritual world.
But the Falling Spirit Realm is not among the thirty-six realms.
In this small tribe, only the old man is literate. He has returned from studying abroad and is now teaching children how to read and write. Unfortunately, in the tribe, only the words he carved on bamboo slips are used as books, such as pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
What makes him even more helpless is that in this wild land, strength is respected and the strong is supreme. Although he is slightly valued by the tribe because of his knowledge, overall, the tribe still respects the strong.
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Therefore, these children focus on learning to hunt and exercise themselves, and very few of them are willing to let their children learn to read.
However, eight out of ten children who came to study with him could not concentrate on reading and learned in a complete mess.
When the old man said this, he seemed very helpless.
"When I was traveling in the early years, I heard some legends mentioned by friends in Wangxingyu, but I don't know whether they are true or not."
The old man said: "Fellow Taoist must also be aware that there are many legends in the world, some of which are true, and some are simply fabricated by predecessors, and it is difficult to tell whether they are true or false. However, since Taoist friends mainly travel for fun, the authenticity of these legends and stories does not matter.
It’s not that important anymore.”
Zhuang Ming nodded and said, "The old gentleman is right."
The old man pondered and said: "About the Falling Spirit Realm, it involves the immortal gods from the distant era. It is said that they were able to move mountains and fill the sea, and move the stars and change the sun. But it fell there, and its power after death has changed after it has gone through.
Endless years are still immortal, causing that piece of land to be barren, and no living thing can survive there. Fortunately, fellow Taoists did not enter there... I heard that no matter how powerful people entered there, they would all die violently.
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Zhuang Ming looked solemn, and he indeed felt an invisible throbbing.
But it doesn't feel like a force.
It is just an invisible and qualityless breath that permeates tens of millions of miles.
This kind of breath has no source, no idea where it comes from, no idea what it comes from.
But as powerful as he is, he also has a throbbing feeling that makes it difficult to breathe.
Under such power, no living beings could grow there. Before the Holy King Calendar, the highest practice in all the worlds was the Nine Seals of Zhenxuan. Such beings could not penetrate deep into the so-called Falling Spirit Realm.
Even the old man cannot be sure whether such a legend is true or false.
But Zhuang Ming felt that it was not necessarily false.
"I don't know what the ancient immortal god who fell there is called, but it is called the Falling Spirit Realm. In many places, it is called a god."
The old man said: "This is called the Guanling Realm, but I don't know the origin. According to my friend, it may be because here you can watch the fall of the immortal gods at that time, so it is called the Guanling Realm... But this
This kind of speculation is just what he said himself, and it is not even recorded in the classics."
Zhuang Ming nodded slightly and said: "Going south from here is the Falling Spirit Realm, so what about continuing to the north?"
The old man said: "It is close to the Yaoling Domain, but further north, I don't know about it. But in the Guanling Domain, I know about the large and small tribes, the mountains and rivers in various places, and the old village and stone city. I even painted it myself in the early years.
This is a map that I plan to keep in the tribe and for future generations. However, it has been more than twenty years and I heard that the Guanling Realm has also changed a lot. I am afraid that this map is not accurate either."
He turned around and went in, taking out a huge wolf skin with a large terrain map drawn on it and many words marked on it.
"If fellow Taoist don't dislike it, just give it to fellow Taoist as a souvenir."
"Thank you, old sir."
Zhuang Ming gave a gift.
The old man nodded again and said: "I invite fellow Taoists to stay in the tribe tonight. You have saved the lives of Leader Yan and the others, so you should be entertained by them. There will be a grand meeting to worship the gods in Jieshi City tomorrow. Fellow Taoists can
Go and see the excitement."
Zhuang Ming looked at the wolf-skin map in his hand. Jieshi City was about eight thousand miles away.
For practitioners, eight thousand miles is not that far away.
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Come out of the old man's house.
Zhuang Ming looked back with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.
This old man is the most knowledgeable person in the tribe, but in fact, if placed in the outside world, his knowledge is very shallow.
This old man is determined to make the tribesmen read and read, understand writing, know etiquette, and know more things in an era where strength is valued. However, he does not have the ability or the courage to change the status quo and change this barbaric world.
world.
When the old man was young, he had more courage and courage than the young people of his tribe, so he went out to explore, but obviously he couldn't make much of a difference outside, so he returned to his hometown.
This old man wanted to change, but he did not have extraordinary talents. He was destined to live a mediocre life in this tribe. However, compared to other people in the tribe, he had at least seen the splendor of the outside world, and his life was not in vain.
However, for him, the excitement of the outside world lies outside the tribe, other places in the Star Observation Area, and people from other regions.
Perhaps compared to Zhuang Ming's structure, he is still a "frog in the well" with a very small structure, but he has gone beyond the tribe, but for some reason, Zhuang Ming feels a little regretful in his heart.
This decrepit old man is powerless to change the status quo, but he is still struggling to change the status quo. After all, he is unable to fulfill his wish. There is a kind of sadness in him like the sunset of the setting sun.
"Chief Yan."
Zhuang Ming greeted the man holding a bone bow and said, "The old gentleman told me that there will be a grand ceremony to worship the gods in Jieshi City tomorrow."
Leader Yan's expression suddenly became complicated, and he immediately nodded and said: "I will go with my benefactor tomorrow."
The black-scaled divine tiger groaned and looked at Zhuang Ming, still worried.
Zhuang Ming said calmly: "You come with me."
The black-scaled divine tiger lowered his head, not knowing whether he was sad or happy.
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At night.
Among the tribe, Zhuang Ming was entertained.
Barbecue with strong wine is just that. Among the tribes in the wilderness, there is no such thing as good wine and food.
The old man did not attend, but he ordered someone to summon the strict leader.
For Zhuang Ming, the troubles of the entire tribe cannot be hidden from him.
"Chief Yan."
The old man warned: "The person who can easily subdue the black-scaled tiger is not an ordinary person. He should be the kind of strong man in the legend, perhaps even more powerful than the wizards in Jieshi City. This person comes from the spiritual world.
The other worlds outside the world are very far away, so far away that it is unimaginable. If you go to Jieshi City with him, you must not offend him, and do not inquire about his thoughts. Just take him to play with him, and do not have other thoughts.
If you send him away, we will probably never see each other again in this life, and we won't be able to cling to him... But along the way, if he is willing to give you some benefits, you can't refuse. Maybe it will be enough for the tribe to benefit for several generations.
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Leader Yan looked solemn and responded.
Outside, Zhuang Ming smiled slightly and took a sip of wine.
This old man cannot be said to be intelligent, and his judgment on many things cannot be said to be accurate, but he is indeed different from the straight-tempered young men in the tribe. At least he can distinguish some specious things.