Rugui glanced at the developer and smiled: "What a cute kitten."
With a wave of his hand, a dream butterfly that looked real yet fake appeared and was attached to the black cat's tail.
"Meow!" The developer immediately turned around and started flapping his tail.
Chang Fengchi was speechless as he watched. The image of this cat was becoming more and more weird.
"I never thought my husband and I could wait until the mountain opens." Rugui sighed, and then led the three people to the copper plate that Wang Qiaozi had just spit out, and placed the delicacies on the plate one by one, saying, "We have nothing, so this is just a small dish to express our gratitude."
"You're too polite." Zhu Changyang felt his saliva flowing as he looked at the feast in front of him that was comparable to a Manchu-Han banquet.
In the world of cultivation where everyone is practicing fasting, it is rare to see such a rich and serious meal. However, thinking that the couple were the illusion of the dream butterfly reappearing, he pushed his hand away and said honestly, "We are just doing this to let nature take its course, not for any reward. Let's not eat this meal..."
Rugui smiled and said, "This Mountain and River Plate was left by our ancestors of the Brahma Clan. Everything on the plate is taken from mountains and rivers. Although my husband and I are just illusions, these delicacies are real. Young Master, don't worry."
Jun Shu nodded in agreement: "The Shanhe Plate of the Fan Clan is a rare item. These things can be eaten."
Zhu Changyang's thoughts were seen through. He coughed lightly and calmly changed the topic: "Ah, I feel a little hungry while talking. Let's eat something."
Wang Qiaozi, who was standing next to him, scratched his head, looking confused: "Rugui, why do you say that we are just illusions? What do you mean by that?"
Rugui glanced at him and suddenly chuckled, with a hint of melancholy in his smile. However, he did not answer him directly, but turned to look at Zhu Changyang and the other two and asked, "Excuse me, three young lords, what year is it in the human world now?"
Chang Fengchi answered a year.
Wang Qiaozi screamed, "Ah!" "How is this possible? Rugui and I have been living in the cave, living..."
He muttered several times, but he couldn't remember how long they had lived here. He still couldn't believe it. "But no matter what, it can't be that long! How can I live that long?"
If the years Chang Fengchi said are true, then it would have been thousands of years since he entered the mountains.
"You naturally won't live that long." Rugui stretched out a finger and gently tapped Wang Qiaozi's forehead. "Now you and I are just a breath I left behind that day..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dream butterfly flew out from Wang Qiaozi's forehead.
Wang Qiaozi only felt his mind become clear, as if he remembered an afternoon dream, and suddenly remembered some vague things.
That was after he and Rugui had lived in the cave for who knows how many years, and they gradually grew old.
Rugui saw that his body was getting weaker and weaker and he would not live long, but the mountains were still there and it was difficult to find a way out.
She didn't want to be buried underground forever, so she remembered that her people had a skill that could transform memories into a special breath that would remain in the world forever.
But Wang Qiaozi was not a member of the Brahman tribe, and unlike the Brahman tribe, he was born with magical powers. After Wang Qiaozi died, Rugui extracted his breath and put it into her mouth.
Wang Qiaozi just recalled that after many years in the cave, he suddenly saw many dream butterflies. In fact, they were illusions created by Rugui's magic.
From then on, Wang Qiaozi's breath was in Rugui's mouth, and he lived with Rugui for many more years, but he was actually no longer alive, so his memories of him were all vague.
Also because his aura had been blending with Rugui's for many years, he unknowingly learned part of the Brahma heritage in Rugui's blood and learned the art of taking in things in his mouth.
So when Mengdie transformed just now, Rugui was ashamed to meet guests without an outer coat, so he hid in Wang Qiaozi's mouth.
From then on, Wang Qiaozi finally understood his current situation. He was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself: "It turns out that so many years have passed..."
After a while, he suddenly thought of something and looked up at the three people, "Then, are there still families with the surname Wang in the north of Changping?"
This is a really silly question. Over thousands of years, the world has changed dramatically.
His family members back then have long since passed away. As for the Wang family today, who would know that thousands of years ago, a woodcutter went into the mountains to chop wood and never returned.
But this is Wang Qiaozi’s only problem.
Zhu Changyang smiled faintly and replied naturally, "Yes."
"Oh." Wang Qiaozi nodded, "That's good, that's good."
No words for a moment.
Rugui invited a few people to sit around Shanhe and served the food himself.
Zhu Changyang did not refuse anymore. He picked it up and took a bite. He immediately felt that it was full of deliciousness in his mouth. The various delicacies seemed as if they had just been taken out of the spiritual water of Fushan Mountain. They were far beyond the comparison of ordinary ingredients.
The developer was circling around his feet: "Meow, meow, meow."
Rugui took a small bowl and filled it with some poultry and fresh fish for it.
Zhu Changyang exclaimed: "This plate of yours is amazing."
"As long as you like it." Rugui smiled and saw that he was enjoying the meal. Then she spoke again, "To be honest, I have something to ask of you."
Zhu Changyang: "What?"
Rugui pointed to a place at the east end of the cave and said, "There is a piece of wood there. I would like to ask you to help chop it down."
Zhu Changyang turned his head and saw that there was only a stone wall covered with a lot of dream butterfly gold powder, and no wood.
Just as he was wondering, Jun Shu had already noticed something. He pointed his finger, and the Water-Bi Sword flashed with a cold light, and the surging sword energy swept towards the stone wall.
The cave shook suddenly, accompanied by a "crackling" sound, and the stone wall cracked like a spider web, with broken stones falling down, and then the entire stone wall fell off with a bang, revealing the appearance behind the stone.
It turned out to be an extremely huge piece of wood.
The wood is dark brown in color, about two meters in diameter, and has an oily sheen on the bark.
Looking at the "rubble" peeling off on the ground, it is not a stone wall at all, but the corpses of dream butterflies crowded together.
These butterfly corpses must have been attached to the wood thousands of years ago, and over time, they formed a fossil-like texture.
Zhu Changyang couldn't help but wonder: "How can there be such a thick piece of wood here?"
Chang Fengchi recognized the strange wood and exclaimed, "Ah, this is Dingfeng Wood."
As the name suggests, Dingfengmu is a spiritual wood that can slow down strong winds. It mostly grows in Daishan Mountain where Yongzhoutian is located. The output is actually not small, but it is very popular both in the world of cultivation and in the mortal world, so the price has always been high.
When wealthy families build houses, they often buy this kind of wood to use as pillars and beams. In some windy areas, Dingfeng wood can often be sold at sky-high prices.
There are Dingfeng trees in the mansions of many families in Changping Territory, but ones as thick as the one in front of you are extremely rare.
Rugui said: "This wood was nailed in together with the high mountain above."
Zhu Changyang understood immediately, looked at the place where the Dingfeng Wood stood, and said, "Is this the Fengxue Cave?"
Rugui did not hide anything and nodded, "That's right."
The Brahma tribe is a very ancient tribe. They are born with magical powers, can borrow magic from the wind, and are always accompanied by dream butterflies. Unfortunately, this tribe has difficulty in reproduction. When Rugui arrived, she was the only one left in the tribe, living alone on the side of the Fengxue in Fubiao Mountain.
Until one day thousands of years ago, she wanted to use the strong wind to send a woodcutter who accidentally fell into the valley back to the mountain.
Unexpectedly, a high mountain suddenly pressed down on the top of the cave, and at the same time a huge wind-fixing wood fell from the sky and was nailed into the wind hole. From then on, there was no more wind on Fubiao Mountain.
Now that the mountain has been split, Rugui's only remaining wish is to cut down the Dingfeng Tree and make the wind cave reappear.
But now she is just a phantom and no longer has the strength to cut wood, so she can only ask Zhu Changyang for help.
Zhu Changyang barely hesitated, and after a moment's hesitation, he nodded: "Okay."
Perhaps the wind disaster on Fubiao Mountain was very dangerous to mortals back then, but this mountain was not meant for mortals.
What's more, Xianxing Mountain has now become a barren mountain.
When Jun Shu saw that Zhu Changyang had agreed, he immediately made a hand gesture, and the Water-Bi Sword emitted a cold light, and he was about to cut him off.
"Wait a moment." Rugui stopped him and turned to look at Zhu Changyang, "Can you please ask Master Zhu to do this personally?"
This request was a bit strange. Zhu Changyang said, "Jun Shu is much better than me. He is quicker to act."
Rugui smiled and said, "I am very grateful to the young master for giving me the mist silk just now. Cutting down this tree is my return gift to you."
Zhu Changyang was silent for a moment, wondering what kind of return gift this was, but seeing Rugui was so serious, he didn't know what to say.
It was not a big deal, so he nodded and said, "Okay."
Jun Shu frowned slightly, vaguely thinking of something, and put away the Water-Bi Sword.
Zhu Changyang then stood up and prepared to find a suitable tool.
"I can lend you my axe." Wang Qiaozi said, walking to the corner, picking up an axe and handing it to Zhu Changyang, "This is what I used to chop wood. It's the best axe in our village."
Zhu Changyang looked down and saw that the axe was indeed sharpened to a very sharp edge with a layer of metallic luster on the axe blade. The axe handle was made of dark hardwood and looked heavy.
In fact, he didn't need the axe at all, but seeing Wang Qiaozi was so enthusiastic, he took it anyway. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got it in his hand, the axe handle suddenly became soft, and with a slight pinch, it turned into rotten powder.
Looking at the axe again, it was so rusty and uneven that it was almost unrecognizable as an axe.
“This, this…” Wang Qiaozi was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that this axe, like his breath, had been here for thousands of years and was naturally rusted and unusable.
The perfect appearance just now was, like him, just a temporary illusion.
But it was not just the axe that was rusting, he couldn't help but cry.
"Don't be too sad, it's just an axe." Zhu Changyang sweated a little and quickly took out an oval long machine from his pocket, "I have a more useful tool here."
Wang Qiaozi was just thinking about his life experience when he suddenly saw such a strange thing. He couldn't help but feel confused: "What is this?"
"Oh, this is called an electric saw." Zhu Changyang said as he walked to the wind-fixing wood and turned on the switch. After a buzzing sound, the teeth of the electric saw began to rotate rapidly.
In a short while, a deep gash was made on the thick wind-fixing wood.
Wang Qiaozi:?
He suddenly forgot his sadness, stared at the saw with wide eyes, and felt that his worldview had been refreshed.
After a while, he slowly sighed: "The woodcutters are so happy nowadays."
This Dingfeng wood is really thick and contains spiritual power, so it is difficult to deal with it with an ordinary axe.
But Zhu Changyang's electric saw is driven by a motor, and spiritual materials are mixed into the saw teeth, making it sharp and durable.
After sawing for about two quarters of an hour, the Dingfeng wood was finally sawed through completely.
"Okay." Zhu Changyang wiped his sweat, put away the electric saw, and said to Chong Rugui, "Check it out, is it okay to saw like this?"
Rugui glanced at Dingfengmu and said with a smile, "Very good."
With a wave of his sleeves, the Dingfeng Wood that was sawed into two pieces suddenly separated, and the upper half fell to the ground.
At the same time, the lower half of the wood suddenly flew up, and a gust of wind whistled out from under the wood, sweeping through the cave and rushing out of the cave entrance.
Although Zhu Changyang was mentally prepared, he was still blown and staggered. Fortunately, Jun Shu grabbed him.
Then Chang Fengchi fell to the ground and yelled, "Brothers, hurry up and help me."
"Be careful." Zhu Changyang quickly picked up the developer and put it into his pocket, holding Jun Shu with one hand and dragging Chang Fengchi with the other.
I went to look for Rugui and Wang Qiaozi again, but saw that they were standing still in the wind, not affected by the strong wind at all.
Rugui held Wang Qiaozi's hand and waved to them: "We have already done our duty, and it is time for us to leave."
As soon as the words fell, the two of them took off into the air and flew towards the cave entrance with the strong wind.
Zhu Changyang glanced at the Shanhe Plate beside him and shouted quickly, "Wait, you forgot to bring your plate."
A leisurely voice came from outside the cave, "I have returned with the wind, leaving the mountains and rivers as a gift."
Jun Shu said: "She gave you the Mountain and River Plate."
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Chang Fengchi's facial features were deformed. He said, "Brothers, Brother Jun, we have to leave here quickly."
"Yeah." Zhu Changyang responded, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to take the Mountain and River Plate.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he picked up the Mountain and River Plate, the large copper plate, which was originally ten feet wide, shrank rapidly and finally shrank to the size of his palm.
Zhu Changyang was a little surprised, but he didn't have time to take a closer look.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Chang Fengchi could no longer stand. The three of them quickly walked up the stairs and out of the cave.
When I got out of the cave, I found that a night had passed, and the clear blue sky was reflected above the deep chasm.
Chang Fengchi exclaimed: "Brothers, Brother Jun, look over there."
Zhu Changyang followed his gaze and saw Rugui and Wang Qiaozi flying up into the sky on the wind.
Rugui's colorful dress made of misty silk fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy.
The two flew higher and higher, finally flying out of the narrow chasm and reaching the top of the mountain. Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared on their bodies, and Rugui and Wang Qiaozi disappeared, turning into a group of dream butterflies dancing in the wind.
Only a piece of light and misty colorful dress remained, drifting towards the sky with the strong wind until it disappeared.
Jun Shu suddenly remembered and said, "It is said that the Brahma tribe can borrow the power of the wind and ride it to the outside world, but the clothes in the mortal world are too heavy and will trip them up, so their ancestors passed down the method of making colorful clothes. When the later generations understand the art of borrowing the power of the wind, they can wear colorful clothes and go to the outside world to meet with their tribesmen..."
Chang Fengchi suddenly realized: "No wonder Rugui insisted on wearing this colorful dress."
Suddenly I felt something was wrong, "But Wang Qiaozi doesn't have Nishang, so we can't go home together."
"Yes." Jun Shu said calmly, "If the aura of the Brahma woman has not completely dissipated, perhaps we can go to the place where her ancestors are. As for the mortal man, they were not originally on the same path, but by some coincidence, they have spent thousands of years together here."
Having said this, he suddenly turned around and looked at Zhu Changyang, "Don't worry, I will take you with me wherever I go."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
Are you changing the subject a bit too harshly
The wind howled without stopping for a moment.
The chasm is very narrow, making the pressure brought by the storm even stronger.
If Jun Shu had not drawn a barrier, Chang Fengchi would have already followed Rugui.
Seeing that the wind was getting stronger, the three of them no longer hesitated.
Jun Shu hugged Zhu Changyang with one hand and lifted Chang Fengchi with the other. His Pi Shui sword broke through the hurricane, like a meteor, leaving a bright tail of light and piercing into the sky.
Only when we flew to the edge of Xianxing Mountain did the pressure of the strong wind ease.
The Water-Bi Sword stopped, and the three of them looked back from the sky, all of them were startled.
The wind hole seemed to want to vent all the anger that had been suppressed for thousands of years. The storms became stronger and stronger, and even caused the rare earth mine on top to tremble slightly, and earth and rocks continued to fall.
Raging winds surged out from the chasm, rushing towards the surrounding rolling mountains like a tsunami.
The bare Xianxing Mountain had no grass or trees to slow down the wind. In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and dust and smoke billowed up, covering the sky and the sun.
"Oh, this is not good!" Chang Fengchi said, "In the past, there were many spiritual plants on Xianxing Mountain, so strong winds usually did not blow outside the mountain. Now there is nothing, and I am afraid that the wind will not stop..."
The developer poked a cat's head out of his pocket and looked around: "Meow meow meow."
Zhu Changyang's heart was pounding as he watched, and he looked worried: "Will it turn into a sandstorm?"
Jun Shu: "Don't worry, I'm here."
His tone was calm, but contained a kind of courage that could not be questioned.
Zhu Changyang was sure in his heart and was about to thank him when Jun Shu came up from behind and kissed him gently on the cheek, "You're welcome. It's my honor."
After a pause, he added very shrewdly, "This time is extra and does not count towards today's ten times."
Zhu Changyang: “…”
This guy is very clear about this kind of thing!
Chang Fengchi was still hanging by the collar outside the sword. He didn't know what happened to the sword. He just felt as if he had been forgotten. He had to humbly remind them: "Brothers, my shoulders are a little painful. Can you take out my throne first?"
Zhu Changyang: “…”
The young master adapted to the VIP seats very quickly.
Just as he was about to take the cable car, the surroundings suddenly darkened. Zhu Changyang was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up, only to find that the sky was covered with thick leaden clouds.
Before anyone could react, a bolt of lightning burst forth in the sky above the rare earth mine, illuminating the entire Xianxing Mountain.
A bolt of thunder came from the sky, accompanied by a loud "boom", and rolled down the mountain top.
The developer was caught off guard by the thunder and got startled. He shuddered and put the cat's head back into his pocket: "Meow—"
Meanwhile, heavy rain was pouring down.
Jun Shu waved his hand, creating an invisible barrier that cleared away the heavy rain.
The rain came so suddenly that it didn't seem like a coincidence at all.
Zhu Changyang frowned slightly: "What's going on?"
Jun Shu looked ahead and said solemnly, "The formation of Xianxing Mountain has been broken."
Zhu Changyang was stunned and looked in the direction he was looking, but saw thunderclouds still rolling in the vast sky, lightning tearing through the sky and continuously blasting down on the rare earth mine pressing on the wind hole.
Zhu Changyang suddenly understood: "That piece of wind-fixing wood is the core of the entire magic formation?"
Jun Shu nodded: "Yeah."
At this point, the secrets of the entire Xianxing Mountain were finally revealed.
Although the magic formation set up by the immortal back then was profound, it was not impossible to break. The truly tricky part was where the core of the formation was.
He sealed the wind cave with the Dingfeng Wood, set up a punishment array, and then moved a high mountain from the side and pressed it on top of the wind cave.
If future generations want to find the center of the formation, they must use magic tools to explore the location of the magic power.
But the mountain just moved, there was nothing special about it. Even if every inch of soil on the mountain was examined, no spiritual fluctuations would be found.
Therefore, over the past thousands of years, Changping Territory has invited many masters to come to this mountain, but they have never been able to find the center of the formation.
Lian Junshu was almost fooled by this simple sleight of hand when he investigated for the first time.
If it weren't for Mengdie leading the way, they might have just regarded this mountain as an ordinary mountain and would never have thought of continuing to explore further.
The dream butterfly is born in the eye of the wind, hatches and pupates in the wind hole. The pupae are then blown to the top of the mountain by the strong wind and finally fall into the water covered with golden moss.
When the golden moss illuminates the bottom of the water, the dream butterfly that has completed its transformation will break out of its cocoon and return to the wind cave following the memories in its blood.
And so on.
In the past, when the immortals moved the mountain and sealed the cave, a large number of dream butterflies were also sealed in the cave. Those dream butterflies had nowhere to go, and finally all attached themselves to the wind-fixing tree, forming a corpse wall that was similar to a fossil.
And more dream butterflies that had not yet returned to the Wind Cave were probably like what they had seen last night, constantly crashing on the mountain peaks, trying to find a way back to the Wind Cave, and finally all of them were buried on the mountain.
It was not until Zhu Changyang lit up the Jade Mirror Lake with a light bulb, causing the dream butterfly to break out of its cocoon again, and then used a drilling rig to drill out the soil with gold powder, that the mystery of the mountain was revealed.
Studio:
[Great! Another magic circle has been broken! ]
[I am dying of laughter. The magic arrays in the cultivation world are more and more fancy than each other, but every time they are discovered by Chang Yang using the simplest method...]
[But I am a little unhappy. Changping Realm did not sell the land to Changyang. Now I give them the Shanpo Formation. Isn't it a bargain for them for nothing? ]
"That's great." Chang Fengchi showed a happy expression, thinking, "Brothers, you have broken the formation of Xianxing Mountain. It is a great joy for Changping Realm. Now if we go to the city lord to ask for a piece of land, the city lord will definitely not refuse!"
"Do you still need to ask him?" Jun Shu sneered, "Okay, I'll go find him now."
Chang Fengchi: “…”
No, why does Brother Jun look like he is going to beat up the City Lord!
City Lord: Danger!
Zhu Changyang sweatdropped and was about to dissuade him when a flash of light suddenly appeared on the Mountain and River Plate in his hand.
Zhu Changyang exclaimed "Huh", picked it up and took a look, and found that there were five ancient characters on the bottom of the copper plate.
Four of the characters are placed side by side in a row, and the other character is alone in the middle of the copper plate.
There was a faint halo on each of the five characters, containing extremely surging spiritual power.
Zhu Changyang was not familiar with the ancient characters in the world of cultivation, and could not recognize them for a moment, so he asked in confusion: "What is this?"
Jun Shu lowered his eyes and looked at it, with a slight surprise in his eyes, and said: "That Brahma woman gave this mountain to you."
Zhu Changyang:
"This is the mountain master's token of Fubiao Mountain." Jun Shu explained, "Now that you have this token, you will be the master of this mountain."
As he spoke, he grabbed his finger, pointed at the ancient characters on the bronze plate, and taught him to recognize them one by one.
The four characters in the column on the right are: Master of Fubiao Mountain.
The word in the middle of the bronze plate is Zhu Changyang’s surname: Zhu.
Jun Shu guessed that the Brahma tribe was a remnant of an ancient people who had lived in the Piaomiao Continent for who knows how many years, and the earliest Fubiao Mountain should have belonged to them.
However, the descendants of the Brahma tribe were few and far between, and by the time of Rugui's generation, she was the only one left. She usually lived alone in the Wind Cave, not interacting with the outside world, and probably was too lazy to announce her ownership of the mountain to the world.
Therefore, for so many years, the people of Changping had no idea that this mountain actually had an owner.
Now that Rugui has given the Mountain and River Plate to Zhu Changyang, Zhu Changyang naturally becomes the new owner of the mountain.
At this point, Jun Shu suddenly thought of something and said, "No wonder she asked you to cut off the Dingfeng Wood with your own hands."
Zhu Changyang’s cultivation is not high enough. If the Mountain and River Plate is given to him directly, he may not be able to control the power of this token.
That's why Rugui asked Zhu Changyang to cut down the Dingfeng Tree with his own hands and save Fubiao Mountain from the thousand-year immortal punishment. Only in this way could he take over Shanhepan and become the master of the mountain.
Sure enough, as the mountains and rivers were freed from punishment, Fubiao Mountain was renamed, and Zhu Changyang was also recognized by the mountain and became the legal master of the mountain.
Zhu Changyang looked at the word "Zhu" on the token and couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that what she said 'give me the mountains and rivers as a gift' doesn't refer to just the mountain and river plate, but the entire mountain and river!"
Chang Fengchi, who was still hanging on the sword, burst into tears after hearing this.
He had just been eagerly thinking about taking his brothers to ask the city lord to approve the land, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, his brothers already owned an entire mountain.
This is the mountain closest to Changping Territory!
Now the city lord might have to come back to him to approve the land.
Studio:
[Oh my god, he became the master of the mountain directly? ! ! ]
[Rugui: Look, this is the kingdom that this rich woman left for you! ]
[Hahaha, thank you rich sister, I feel great! ]
(End of this chapter)