Everything is silent, heaven and earth are silent.
Seeing the figure slowly coming from far away, Master Zhenyan's heart suddenly calmed down.
At this moment, his mind meditated on heaven and earth, and at the same time, his ears and heart also 'heard' the footsteps coming from a hundred miles away.
Hundreds of miles apart, amid the vast wind and snow, it was almost impossible to see one person, and it was even more impossible to hear the sound of footsteps.
However, in his perception, what was moving sideways outside the strong wind and snow was not an insignificant person, but a sacred mountain that towered over the sky.
It came slowly, and every step it took was like a star falling to the earth, a divine elephant stamping its feet, and a rumbling sound that filled the heart.
And its people are more like walking on the veins of heaven and earth, like the lines dividing yin and yang, 'people' between heaven and earth.
The breath is vast and vast.
Suddenly, Master Zhenyan seemed to hear countless people burning incense and prostrating, and he seemed to smell the scent of incense in his mouth and nose.
It seems that the location at this moment is not the northwest Taoist city, but the Taoist temple where the person in front of me has been practicing for many years, in the sacred mountain.
"Black Mountain, old demon!"
The murmur came from somewhere, and Taoist Yunni, who was sitting in meditation on a barren mountain a hundred miles away, suddenly opened his eyes and fell out of the realm of unity between man and nature.
"Wha, what?"
Zhao Xuanyi's expression changed.
call!
Without answering or paying attention, Taoist Yunni took a step forward, and as his energy surged, he reached the top of the mountain.
He looked far and wide, and saw a vast aura permeating the wind and snow, and an indescribably intense will slowly rising from a very far distance.
His person is like a mountain, his energy is like a god, and his power is like the scorching sun.
In this midwinter with continuous snow and wind, Taoist Yunni felt the long-lost heat and biting cold.
Buzz~
A series of talisman lights appeared instantly, ten, a hundred, a thousand!
As soon as Zhao Xuan came to his senses, he saw that his teacher had already activated the talisman array without any hesitation.
Without even a moment's hesitation, he stepped on the magic talisman and rushed towards the northwest city.
"Old demon from Montenegro..."
Zhao Xuan, who was belatedly aware of the situation, suddenly felt a chill in his heart as soon as he concentrated on the perception, and followed him without thinking.
Compared to the two masters and disciples who were facing a formidable enemy, the Zhenyan Taoist outside the city gate had already come to his senses.
Several soldiers at the city gate saw him standing still for a long time and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "Old Taoist, is it possible that you have to leave the city due to such a heavy snowstorm?"
"Little brother, close the city gate."
The old Taoist took out a token from his arms and handed it over. The soldier didn't care at first, but when he glanced at the word "Yang" on it, he immediately trembled.
The captain on duty at the city gate was even more shocked. He didn't have time to ask, so he decisively retreated to the city gate, beat the drum at the same time, and closed the city gate.
winter!
Dongdongdong~
The low drumbeats echoed in the huge northwest city. Before long, the city gates were closed one after another, and many soldiers and string players also rushed to the top of the city.
Further away, many martial arts people who heard the sound of drums also came forward, climbed up to a higher place, and looked out of the city in the distance.
"What's the matter with drumming?!"
Wu Changbai, who was training new recruits in the city, was startled when he heard the sound of the drums. He hurriedly came over wearing his clothes and carrying a gun. When he reached the top of the city, he looked around and saw the old mantra in front of the city gate. He suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Zhenyan Taoist has a very low-key temperament, so not many people in the city know about him, but Wu Changbai is also the commander of the new army, so he naturally knows about it.
Seeing him going out, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and called on many string players to play with the divine arm crossbows, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Another enemy attack?!"
The low sound of drums spread into the prison. Qin Lihu, who was a little more lively, suddenly turned over and sat up. His perception was very keen.
Faintly, I smelled an indescribable and terrifying smell.
Without any hesitation, he voluntarily left the prison for the first time, took a long knife from the blacksmith shop beside the road, and ran towards the city.
Before the sound of the drums had finished, the northwest Daocheng was already trembling with noise. Qin Lihu was a little surprised when the whole operation started.
Although these new soldiers look immature, their swift movements surpass those of the old army...
"This breath..."
In a small courtyard somewhere, Li Daoren also withdrew from the state of unity between heaven and man. Unlike the panic and shock of others, he acted very calmly.
This smell was so familiar to him.
"Ancestor?"
Two middle-aged Taoists bowed.
"He actually came..."
Li Daoren said to himself, thought for a while, and got up:
"Get the hat..."
…
Huhu~
Inside and outside the northwest city, the wind and snow seemed to have become heavier, and many people felt that their breathing was a little short.
Not long after, the low and noisy footsteps were so clear that ordinary people could hear them. Someone saw the 'young man' walking slowly through the wind and snow.
He is dressed in linen clothes, has bare feet, has no weapons in his hands, and has nothing different from ordinary people. He seems to be just an ordinary farm boy.
However, masters such as Taoist Yunni, Zhao Xuanyi, Taoist Li, Qin Lihu, etc. could not help but feel their hearts trembling. They felt an inexplicable dark cloud pressing down on them, making people feel desolate in their hearts.
"Man of Truth?"
Far away, a young man named Lao Qi stopped and asked questions through the wind and snow.
His voice was not very high-pitched, and it did not even have any showoff to encourage his true energy, but it could clearly be heard inside and outside the city.
Anyone who wanted to hear it actually heard what he said.
"Truthful Taoist..."
Somewhere in the city, Li Daoren's expression changed, and many people who knew this name inside and outside the city walls couldn't help but burst into an uproar.
Zhenyan Taoists are famous in this northwest way and even in the world!
This is a peerless figure who once discussed martial arts with King Zhao of Xifu. According to legend, he is a martial arts expert who competes with those great masters to be the best in the world.
However, this shock only lasted a moment, and was replaced by another name...
"Old demon from Montenegro."
In front of the city gate, Master Zhenyan first glanced at the clouds and mud surrounded by talismans in the distance, and then revealed the identity of the person coming.
Black, Black Mountain, old demon?!
At this moment, not to mention the ordinary soldiers and masters inside and outside the city, even Zhao Xuanyi, the big boss and others who had known the identity of the visitor all felt a little frightened.
Compared to the short-lived Taoist man who disappeared for thirty years, the reputation of the old demon from Black Mountain is much greater.
There are too many legends about him.
The eight-hundred-year-old demon, the protector of the Sirius Dynasty, the first man in the wilderness beyond the Great Wall, the founder of the Liuji Mountain War...
Wait, wait, etc., countless.
In comparison, being ranked second in the Jinxiu list is actually a name that is not worth mentioning.
"I don't want to encounter an unexpected surprise today..."
The young man named Lao Qi held his chin, with ripples in his eyes:
"Brother Taoist's will seems to be not inferior to mine, but this body is really inferior. It seems to have been hollowed out..."
Of course he has heard of the True Word Taoist.
Zhang Xuanba is a man who is calm on the outside but arrogant on the inside. He can count the number of people in this world who sit down and discuss Tao with him, and this includes even before he achieved great success in martial arts...
"Your Excellency has good eyesight."
The old Taoist nodded slightly, having nothing to hide, and answered casually, calmly and casually:
"With a single thought back then, I fell into the hands of a thief, and my energy, energy, blood, and longevity were all wasted. Now I am just surviving..."
"You are no better than your Excellency. You can think seven things in one thought, and yet you dare to be carefree in this world..."
"oh?"
Facing the old Tao who revealed his true identity, the eyes of the Black Mountain Demon also lit up. In the eyes of others, the sky and the earth were completely white and the light was dazzling.
"This Great Sun True Power..."
Taoist Yunni's eyelids twitched.
Naturally, his knowledge was sufficient. At a glance, he could smell the horror. This old demon's Great Sun True Power seemed to be no longer at the tenth level...
What made him even more horrified were the words of the mantra...
Seven points?!
There was panic and uproar inside and outside the city. Many people left in shock, and even more came after hearing the news.
Li Eryi, who was lagging behind Li Xu, had already fallen straight into the snow nest. When he heard the conversation between the two, his dead soul emerged and moved frantically towards the distance.
"Old demon from Montenegro..."
Li Eryi was almost stupid.
They actually met no one along the way, so that he had no idea who he had been traveling with for many days.
When he was telling stories, he would mention from time to time, the white mountains and black waters he pulled out, and the Lord of the Seven Killings Palace!
'I'm so unlucky...'
He was wailing in his heart.
On the other side, the old demon from Montenegro was a little less interested.
"Every time comes, heaven and earth are all working together, and the heroes who are destined are not free. Brother Zhenyan was also a temporary choice back then, but now, he is no longer in the eyes of a certain family..."
In the wind and snow, the old demon felt a little regretful:
"Brother Taoist has a bad fate. It's not easy to have such a peaceful life. I still have to leave these small dignity to you..."
After saying that, he turned around and left without any nostalgia, as if his goal was not here.
Seeing this scene, some people were heartbroken and breathed a sigh of relief, while others remained on guard. Only Master Zhenyan took a step forward:
"slow!"
"oh?"
The old demon turned around slowly.
"I have heard that you have spent a lot of time and effort, using the flesh and blood of three million people in Jishan to fight fiercely, to be promoted to the 'Ji Dao Killer Po Wolf'?"
"Well...brother Taoist, what's your advice?" The old demon didn't respond, but asked.
But as his mood fluctuated, the aura inside and outside the Northwest Road became increasingly solemn and terrifying.
"I heard that this level relies on luck as its food and luck as its promotion level, is that true or not?"
The Taoist man looked coldly and yearned.
This old demon came here not for himself or for the city, so why is it self-evident.
"Of course!"
As if he had read Taoist Zhenyan's thoughts, the old demon gave a cold smile and seemed to sigh:
"Isn't it good to be alive?"
"Living is naturally the best thing..."
It seemed like he was answering or talking to himself. The old Taoist looked at the old demon and seemed to be remembering something.
"In my life, I lost my parents when I was young, I met unkind people when I was young, I am old, I am in danger of death, and few of my disciples are dead.
It is said that life is like a weed, it grows very long..."
"Ha~"
The old demon narrowed his eyes.
"In this life, the old Taoist has discussed martial arts with Xuan Ba, discussed Taoism with that person, founded a sect, and destroyed a mountain..."
"Although it's not spectacular, it's still wonderful enough. When the time comes, I shouldn't die on the bed..."
The will of the Martial Saint can already unite heaven and earth and initially interfere with reality. Like these two people, it is even stronger to the extreme.
Some words don't need to be stated explicitly, but they are enough for each other to feel.
"It seems that you really don't want to live anymore..."
The dull smile on the old Black Mountain demon's face faded and turned into a sigh:
"To die for the Tao, but to die for a human being is stupid!"
“Tao is a word that encompasses everything, from the vastness of heaven and earth to the insignificance of a tiny speck of dust, from the indifference of heaven to the warmth of human beings.
You don’t know my way..."
Wisps and streaks of red mist spread like flames like lotuses.
In the meantime, the old Taoist slowly raised his hand and made a 'disobedience' gesture with his palm, and his voice was calm and casual:
"Come."
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It’s really hard to finish writing it now, but at least I’m keeping my word, it’s the third update, right...