In the quiet space, there is a long silence.
Be it the old ancestor, Fudao Shanren, or Jianchou, they all seemed to be trapped in something and remained silent.
For the ancestors and the people of Fudao Mountain, these are old stories of Yashan. They have known them for many years and they still linger in their minds from time to time. They dare not forget them for a single day.
Now when I bring up the past, I feel mostly unwilling and sad.
But for Jianchou, this was the first time she heard of this distant secret.
Although she had previously made some guesses about the grudges between Yashan, Kunwu, Buddhism and Jiyu, when the bloody truth of that year was laid out before her, she still felt a breathless feeling.
It was clearly calm and gentle, with even a hint of laughter in the tone, but the hidden "truth" within was extremely thrilling!
Jianchou was in a daze for a long time before he slowly regained his sanity and pieced together some details.
"So, it is precisely because of this old grudge that Junior Brother Qu hates Kunwu so much. He even fought with Kunwu White Bone Dragon Sword Wu Duan over a disagreement. I still remember that he seemed to have old injuries on his body..."
It was revealed during the battle against Wu Duan in the West Sea.
And because she held the Ghost Axe, and the Ghost Axe had participated in the Yin-Yang Realm War with its former master, she had been able to catch a glimpse of the scene on the Polar Domain battlefield that year through her perception.
At that time, a deep purple sword light attacked Qu Zhengfeng from behind...
"If what the ancestor said is true, then Kunwu, Yashan, and Buddhism attacked from three directions, and Kunwu sent Purple Palace Sword Shen Jiuhan to report. So it must be him who fought with Qu Zhengfeng."
This analysis was based on clues, but Jianchou thought it was completely consistent.
Sure enough, after she finished speaking, Fudaoshanren slowly nodded.
However, perhaps because he remembered Qu Zhengfeng, his expression became a little complicated, but he quickly covered it up by gnawing at a chicken leg, and even said with a smile: "Yeah, who made these two idiots unlucky?"
"well… "
When the old ancestor saw him like this, he couldn't help but sigh and wanted to persuade Fu Dao not to think too much.
But somehow, in my mind, I could also recall the tone and expression of Qu Zhengfeng when he stood in front of me and said those words to me when he decided to break through the Nascent Soul stage and draw his sword to rebel...
"Back then, Shen Jiuhan was also quite popular with his master. He was Hengxu's junior fellow apprentice, and together with Hengxu, they were called the "Kunwu Twins." He only said that when he came to report the news, he had a dispute with Qu Zhengfeng. After that, he went into seclusion for more than 600 years, and Hengxu took over Kunwu. And Shen Jiuhan himself, it is said, never left Kunwu again."
"Didn't Yashan ask any more questions?" Jianchou couldn't help but ask.
"Ask, what do you ask?"
Fudaoshanren looked at her and couldn't help but point at her with the greasy chicken leg, with an expression of disappointment, but in his eyes there was a deep mockery that could not be hidden.
"Look at you, you can at least be called a 'Nascent Soul Old Monster', but why are you still a Foundation Establishment Period idiot? Besides, what can you get out of this? No one is a three-year-old child."
They all knew why Kunwu did this.
What's the point of asking for justice? Can the fallen Qian Xiu be resurrected, or can the "late" Kunwu be killed to resolve the hatred
Not to mention, Yashan at that time...
"Okay, why are you still sitting here talking about these trivial things?"
Fudaoshanren said that he didn't want to discuss it anymore. He curled up one leg, put his elbow on it, and changed to a casual sitting posture.
"Well, now we are a loving family in Yashan and Kunwu. It's not good to talk about these things. Old Ancestor, let's talk about business. What do you think about this nine-headed bird?"
Jianchou didn't expect Fudaoshanren to change the topic just like that. In fact, he still had a lot of questions in his mind that were not answered.
But then I thought, how could what the master said be wrong
Many things do not necessarily require a clear answer. The right and wrong are already in their hearts. The closer they are to this level, the clearer they are in weighing the pros and cons.
Yashan, just from the existence of the "Sword Drawing Sect", it can be seen that this is not a sect that likes to argue with others verbally, and must demand justice from others in a miserable way.
Yashan is not capable of such things as being humble and showing his pain.
We prefer to use our hands rather than our mouths.
So when Jianchou thought about what Fudaoshanren had just said, he felt an indescribable and strange feeling of shock in his heart.
The old ancestor, on the other hand, didn't show any strange expression on his face, either because he had heard it too many times or because he agreed with it.
He frowned and thought for a long time.
"The remnant spirit of the Nine-headed Bird is still here. This is great news for the Nineteen Continents."
"But in today's world, demons are about to emerge and chaos is gradually arising. It is not as simple as it was in the past. Although we have rested and recuperated for many years, Kunwu is now powerful. It is not our turn to decide whether to fight the Jiyu again. It is still unclear whether Kunwu is willing or not. The situation of the Zen and Tantric sects is also unknown, not to mention the old grudges. "
"Let's go and see. There will be a small meeting soon. We should let Hengxu know the news."
The Zuo Sanqian small gathering has always been hosted by Hermit Fudao and True Man Hengxu.
By then, he would definitely need to rush to Kunwu, and he would meet the real person Hengxu. The old ancestor's intention was to let Fudao take this opportunity to tell the news that the remnant soul of the nine-headed bird was still there, and to find out what Hengxu meant.
Fudao Shanren understood what he said, snorted, and shook his head: "It's pretty much what I thought. There's really no 'surprise' at all."
The old ancestor looked at him and said nothing.
Fudao didn't care. He just brushed the dust off his butt, stood up, stretched, and yawned.
"Since there is nothing else to do, I will leave first."
"Stand up first."
Seeing that Fudaoshan was about to leave, the old ancestor raised his eyelids and spoke again, but in the next sentence, he turned his face to Jianchou.
"I still have something to ask your master, please go out first."
When Jianchou saw Fudao standing up, he also stood up and was about to leave with him.
After hearing this, he stopped moving and bowed, "Yes, then Jianchou will take his leave first."
Fudaoshanren rolled his eyes but did not stop him.
When he came, he brought Jianchou with him and didn't tell her how to get in. But now Jianchou has reached the late Nascent Soul stage, so she doesn't need to know how to get out.
After she bowed, she took two steps back. When she took the third step back, her figure disappeared.
"Your apprentice is truly amazing."
As soon as Jianchou left, the old ancestor raised his hand, stroked his beard and sighed, with a look of appreciation and satisfaction on his face.
"Although I didn't try to stop her, the formation was still active, and it was in the belly of the mountain, with special rocks. She was able to teleport out easily..."
"Nonsense, can the disciple I accepted be bad?"
Fudaoshanren has always been thick-skinned. Even though the ancestor was clearly praising Jianchou, he took the credit directly on himself and even felt a little smug.
"Whether it was Qu Ersha or Xiao Jianchou, they are definitely first-rate. You can't envy them, so forget it."
"Yes, all your disciples are first-rate. But I kept you here to talk because I have something to ask you, and it happens to be about your disciples."
He raised his head and looked at Fudaoshanren, his voice sounding a little solemn.
"Uncle Jiang He, how is he doing recently?"
"… "
The action of gnawing on the chicken leg suddenly stopped, as if it was frozen.
Fudao Shanren slowly raised his head, but did not answer for a long time, and his face looked quite strange, as if he had seen a ghost.
Jianchou teleported out and stood at the edge of the beast trap.
It seemed that disciples were competing with each other in the field, and many people gathered around to watch. From time to time, exclamations and cheers were heard.
But all this did not attract her attention.
The man stood on a high stand, looking ahead, but his expression was unusually dull.
What did she sense just now
In that huge mountain belly, there were countless complex formations engraved on the mountain walls!
It's magnificent!
She had originally intended to activate the teleportation when she was saying goodbye, intending to return to Lingzhaoding. However, when she released her spiritual awareness to sense the terrifying array of formations hidden in the darkness, she failed to control herself and teleported to the wrong place, ending up in the beast trap.
It is really…
Never heard of it, never seen it before!
Even the formation she had seen in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple could not match the formation she had just sensed in the mountain!
Just imagine, an altar that is exactly the same as the eighteenth level of hell in the extreme domain, a huge mirror left by Pangu the Great that can pass through the two worlds, and a dry skeleton "ancestor" that no one in the outside world knows about and can instantly turn into a "living person"...
Yashan is such a big place, how many things does she not know
People say that Yashan has always been on par with Kunwu, and its reputation has even been much higher than Kunwu. However, she did not have any deep feelings about this in the past.
But today...
It really overturned my previous understanding, and I finally understood the heritage of the long-standing Yashan Mountain!
I just don’t know…
What exactly is this "ancestor"
Living or dead
Jianchou started to think and was lost in thought for a moment.
During this period, some disciples from Yashan noticed her, but seeing that she was in a trance, they did not disturb her.
By the time she came to her senses, there were only a few people left in the beast trap.
Only Fang Xiaoxie was still squatting not far away, maintaining the posture of biting his fingernails and looking at her with his head tilted. It had been a long time and he seemed to be in a trance.
But the moment Jianchou turned around and looked at him, he shuddered all over.
As if he had done something bad and was about to be discovered, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, straightened his back, and faced Jianchou with his head held high.
Jianchou was startled by him and was surprised for a moment before he recognized it was him.
The guy whom I met on the sword-drawing platform when I just returned to Yashan, the guy who always challenged Chen Jiu, was Zheng Yao's cheap apprentice.
"Fang Xiaoxie, what are you doing here?"
"I’m waiting for you."
He had a pair of bulging black eyes. He was obviously very young and his face looked childish, but his words were powerful.
"This is a place where animals are trapped. Do you dare to draw your sword and fight me?"
Draw your sword and give it a try
Jianchou really didn't expect this. He was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He pointed at himself as if he had heard something funny.
"You mean to say you want to draw your sword on me?"
"Yes, I heard from others that you are very good."
Fang Xiaoxie didn't show any fear at all. On the contrary, his eyes were burning with fighting spirit, his chin was slightly raised, and he had a bit of the arrogance of a young genius.
"Why, you don't dare?"
Don’t dare…
Hmm, how long has it been since I heard these two words
Jianchou clasped his hands and walked back and forth twice, looking at Fang Xiaoxie. He felt that this boy had a face full of arrogance and even a feeling that he deserved a beating.
There are so many geniuses in the world, but how many of them ultimately succeed
Even Xie Buchen, a rare talent in a century, has only reached the peak of the Golden Elixir realm because of various hardships...
This kid keeps talking about "drawing the sword", he really doesn't take it seriously at all!
It’s not a bad thing that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.
But ignorance is fearless, which is not a good thing.
The more you practice, the more you will know, and the more awe you will have for the world and others.
Jianchou just looked at him, his mind flashed slightly, and he slowly began to smile.
"I'm not afraid of anything, and I happen to have some principles that I'd like to teach you. But I'm just afraid that you'll lose so badly that you'll cry."
"Huh, how is that possible?"
Fang Xiaoxie sneered at the word "crybaby" that Jianchou said, but when he heard that she agreed, he didn't waste any words. He just drew a semicircle behind him with his left foot, and a ray of spiritual light spread out.
"I'm going to take action!"
After all, he is still a little kid, and Jianchou feels a little helpless.
Everyone knows that Fang Xiaoxie is only in the Jindan stage now, and there is no way he can defeat a Yuanying stage cultivator, not to mention that Jianchou, who is in the Yuanying stage, has considerable strength and is definitely not comparable to an ordinary cultivator.
So, she didn't plan to try her best.
certainly…
Because the armory would be opened tomorrow, she suddenly decided to go to the Sutra Library, and she didn't plan to waste too much time here.
His body stood straight, and Jianchou's posture suddenly looked extremely standard and strong. The Human-Device Body Refining was directly opened to the third level.
He looks very calm.
The next moment, Fang Xiaoxie turned into a ray of light like a meteor and rushed straight towards her!
He formed seals with his hands and the spiritual energy in his body surged out. Under the special trajectory of spiritual power, it turned into a ball of red fire!
Wherever people walked and wherever hands passed, long flames of light were drawn out!
It’s like drawing a winding fire dragon in this beast trap!
"roar-"
roar!
The momentum was majestic to the extreme!
Although the animal trap on Yashan Mountain, which was used for martial arts training, was built in the belly of the mountain, its dome was extremely high and generally no one would notice it, let alone see it clearly.
But when Fang Xiaoxie formed this red flame dragon, the entire beast trap was illuminated!
The tall dome was also reflected in a warm red.
The hot wind blows in your face!
The black hair draped over her shoulders fluttered in the wind, and the image of Fang Xiaoxie, the flaming dragon, was reflected in her plain and peaceful eyes.
When Fang Xiaoxie's magical attack came at him with great momentum, Jianchou did not dodge or evade, and even the expression on his face did not change at all!
It's so simple, just raise your leg and kick out!
"Bang!"
When people bump into it, it's like bumping into a solid wall!
Fang Xiaoxie only felt that his eyes went dark for a moment, and all the bones in his body made a "cracking" sound, and he was almost broken apart!
The faster he comes, the greater the impact he creates!
At this moment, the spiritual energy that was originally circulating in the meridians in the body suddenly dispersed and was interrupted.
Then the fire dragon condensed in the hand seal collapsed in an instant!
Fang Xiaoxie flew backwards without any ability to fight back, and fell directly onto the hard ground of the animal trap!
The boy who seemed smart and handsome before was suddenly covered in dust.
It hurts all over my body!
He was lying on the ground, his teeth clenched, supporting himself with one hand, but he was unable to get up for a long time, with drops of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
But he didn't know if it was because of the speed at which the battle ended, or because of the pain he was feeling.
This battle ended too quickly.
Fang Xiaoxie's mind should still be confused.
Jianchou calmly retracted his legs, and did not move anything except the "Human Device" from beginning to end. At this moment, he was looking at Fang Xiaoxie from a distance of seven or eight feet away, but for no reason he thought of the past.
The scene before my eyes was so similar to the one that happened back then.
So, that extremely complicated feeling surged into my heart - what kind of mood did Qu Zhengfeng have when he "drew his sword" with me
Her eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Fang Xiaoxie's miserable appearance. She wanted to go over and help him, but when the thought came to her mind, she suddenly held back for some reason.
The young man in front of him was trained by Zheng Yao as the number one of the next generation...
If you fall, you have to get up by yourself.
So, Jianchou still stood there, without moving.
There were memories and complexity in her eyes. Although the corners of her lips were slightly raised, there was a subtle coldness in her light voice.
"It is true that we draw swords when there is a disagreement, but drawing swords is never a joke. Instead of picking a fight, it is better to practice hard in seclusion - lest you draw your sword one day and tarnish the reputation of our Yashan Sword-drawing Sect."