Chapter Eighty-One: Stormy Skies
d consider it as a long-term leisure activity.Out of sight both Jiang Wang and Xie Baoshu, the old man leaning on his cane had already walked to the right out of Yaoguang Fang.His cane was gone, his s...The Seal of Calamity flowed through Jiang Wang's mind. As he held the calamity essence blood in his right hand, his left index fingertip ignited with crimson flame, gently drawing a square on the mountain wall.
Drawing the sword and digging for treasure, I've already clashed with the splendor that shrouds the mountain walls several times. Though I haven't broken through it, in the clash of power, there is always a hint of familiarity.
The successive transmissions of the Bi Fang Yin and Huo Dou Yin were almost like an open invitation for theft, allowing him to gain a deeper understanding of the mountain god wall achieved by Shen Yun Gu.
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Having realized its essence, he then analyzed and dissected it.
The Samadhi True Fire burning on fingertips, like the sun melting snow, melted into the snowy radiance in an instant. A piece of Sinking Cloud Bone, almost two feet long and two feet wide, was cut down and left a huge pit on this mountain god wall.
"Clang!"
As expected, the mountain god's wall of Mount E, this chapter, was not so easy to encounter.
Almost at the same moment when the Samadhi True Fire touched the Shenyun Bone, the five-tailed evil leopard's roar grew closer.
The other mountain god of Zhāng'ē Mountain was coming at a terrifying speed.
Jiang Wang had been prepared. He flipped his hand, storing the melted Shenyun bone in his storage pouch. With a sweep of his乾陽赤瞳, he left dozens of firepoints on the Mountain God Wall, giving that terrifying beast a chance to extinguish the flames and protect the wall.
He dashed into the stone forest, running and dodging without looking back.
The crimson mirror split into a reflection that flew in another direction. Within a radius of fifty miles, this reflection could command at will. Though lacking actual combat power, its aura was formidable nonetheless.
At the same time, he raised his hand and released hundreds of firebirds, letting them fly about chaotically on the mountains, creating a commotion.
>This time, it erased all sound of its flight and made no stops. It ran along the set route and left Zhang'e Mountain directly.
In a flowing green robe, one descends upon the mountains, like a feather drifting over the azure tide.
Away from the looming shadow of Mount Zhang'e, Jiang Wang fell with a liberated posture, like a bird without wings.
The wind howled, but it couldn't disturb his thoughts.
He just held a try-it mentality, and unexpectedly, he was able to pass through the mountain god's wall of Zhang E Mountain and accept the inheritance of the calamity seal.
It was the trident that killed Bifon, wasn't it Did it usurp divine power
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Or is it because this mountain god's wall was never limited to Mount Zhang'e, but only appeared because Bi Fang died
After all, that saying, "To dwell here forever, bestowed with heavenly mandate and divine renown."
It seems to be a vacant seat, as if summoning a god.
Perhaps every floating mountain, island, and sea area has such a divine wall. After fulfilling the corresponding conditions, it will appear, bestowing the true inheritance of Huang Wei.
Among all the opening methods, undoubtedly, killing the beast guarding the place is the most direct and also the most difficult one.
When Jiang Wang thought of this, he couldn't help but think of...
Before her death, Huang Wei left behind a key to enter the Shanhai realm. What was her purpose in doing so
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If it's merely to test those who come after, and pass down all that they have learned, such a hand is truly astonishing.
The tradition of opening the realm of Shan Hai had continued in Chu for nine hundred years. This matter wasn't something he needed to consider this time around.
Has no one found the answer in the past nine hundred years
At this moment, Jiang Wang found himself in the midst of it all, and had to carefully consider his next move.
"I was scared to death." Far from Zhang'e Mountain, Bai Yuntong slumped on the ground of the ruined fairy palace, patting his chest, a shiver running down his spine.
This little chubby one has always been timid, and Jiang Wang didn't blame him. He just told him: "You have to keep an eye on things, and if you encounter any more materials, tell me the first time."
If she had the chance, Jiang Wang still wanted to gather the materials for the Xian Gong force in the Shan Hai realm.
After all, a Shenyun Gu requires the deity to die before it can be formed. Other things like Liusha Mu are probably even more complicated.
> Outside the Shan Hai Realm, where else can we seek
And the core of Xian Gong's balance blood, had long been collected by him.
But Bai Yun Tongzi had never thought of a way to repair Ling Kong Dian, and couldn't extract anything from it through Ling Kong Dian.
But this time, in the Mountains and Seas Realm, he had realized the true meaning of Samādhi. With such divine powers, it seemed that separating out the balanced blood was only a matter of time.
So the celestial warrior, who had been making no progress at all, suddenly saw a glimmer of hope for achievement. Of course, he didn't want to let this opportunity pass him by.
In today's world, the Immortal Bodyguard inherited from Yun Ding Xian Palace can be his unique reliance. In the world of cultivation, this uniqueness itself is a kind of value.
Baiyun Tongzi, feeling proud of his accomplishment, spoke lazily: "Alright."
This time, Jiang Wang didn't bother to attack him. With a roll of his sleeves, he turned north as he remembered the direction.
The moment Kaiyangxinglou was erected, he had at least temporarily grasped the direction. Guangshen was going to Beijitianzhushan, and this direction was correct.
Whether it was out of the need for the Jiuzhang Jade Bi to ensure a harvest, or the original intention of entering the Shan Hai Realm, he would make this choice.
I just don't know if, after so many days have passed, Zuo Guangshu and the others have completed their set goal. Are they still in the Shan Hai Realm
It is even more unclear who the remaining two groups are when the Nine Chapters all gather together.
Strangecomers always make one feel a little uneasy.
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A sudden gale, torrential rain, and thunder rolling.
The sky grew dark.
The weather in the Shan Hai Jing can change at any time.
In the torrential downpour, Fang He Ling wiped his face and looked ahead with an awe that couldn't be concealed.
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In the distance, Wang Changji strides with ease under the stormy sky.
Long hair cascading down to her shoulders, sleeves fluttering in the breeze.
There was no visible movement, nor any special light and shadow. Only when the violent storm arrived, it surprisingly yielded gently to make way.
This man, this man...
If earlier he had easily avoided the powerful presence of the Divine General of Wu Sheng Jiao, it was truly his defeat that made him deeply recognize the gap between mortals and geniuses.
Then, the recent encounter with that Qilin bull completely overturned his understanding of the levels of the outer world.
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This outer courtyard, could actually have such a vast imaginative space!
He couldn't be as nonchalant as Wang Changji, nor did he want to waste his precious dao essence on such things. Resisting the complex and treacherous environment of the Shan Hai Realm was already a great strain; might as well let the wind and rain soak through his clothes.
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"Actually, I haven't asked yet. How did you get this jade pendant"
He heard the voice in front of him ask.
He followed behind this person, not having time to think things through, so he just said whatever came to mind: "There are always some people in this world who think they are superior."
They believed themselves to be in the right and thought that even a thousand troops could not destroy them.
They considered themselves geniuses, thinking that nothing in the world could be done to disrupt their plans.
One always has seven points of discontent with the world and eight points of grievance. They expound on four principles, shoulder three parts of the responsibility, seek two characters of fairness, and obtain a pure heart.
Where there is injustice, I will go there.
Go wherever you see something unsatisfactory.
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The one who left behind this jade bi is just such a person.
It is said to be a nobleman from a small country. Though he isn't young anymore, he still carries himself with great pride.
Life was going well, until a senseless massacre, unrelated to me, happened. For four months, I chased after clues and tried to uncover the truth behind it...
Finally, the truth was revealed.
He wore a strange expression on his face as he continued, "The story of a hero successfully slashing through the long night is ultimately just a tale from a storybook. More stories end silently, and more people fall silent quietly. All I see are those rich and varied faces, gathered together like the collection of swallows. Swallows don't care about resources, so they used this jade bi to have me do a few things."
He stopped there.
There was also some surprise at how much I had spoken.
He was watching that person being exposed.
That face, twisted in pain, innocence and stubbornness merging into one, slowly peeled away from the bird's grasp. The man's anguished cry was no different from any other.
What's the difference
Wang Changji didn't ask Fang He Ling what the swallow had asked him to do in exchange for the jade bi. Although he could just ask, and there would certainly be an answer. No matter how much Fang He Ling didn't want to say it.
"What do you think of this person" he simply asked.
Under the weight of a hundredfold increase in Xuan force compared to the mortal world, even raindrops felt like a painful sting upon impact.
Such a level of pain, Fang Huiling only considered it an itch. Facing someone like Wang Changji, she said openly, "Whether it's for fame or to uphold justice, what does it matter Drawing your sword in anger for the sake of a common man's hatred, mistaking recklessness for courage. In reality, loved ones find him foolish, enemies resent his inflexibility, and onlookers laugh at his stupidity!"
Wang Changji continued his steady pace and asked, "You've been in the organization of humans and demons for so long, are there many people like this"
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People who like to die are, after all, not very common.
Fang Huerling said, with a touch of confusion: "But what's strange is that there aren't few of them either. Hearing them say, every few years, some people appear, shouting about exorcising demons and protecting the way, one after another dying."
This "they," of course, refers to the demonic beings who belong to the Wuhuigǔ.
Wang Changji's tone remained unchanged, he said in a flat voice: "To be honest, if you really want to talk about it, your persistence with Zhang Linchuan, your lone courage, and your journey forward, you are also a person like that."
Fang He Ling grinned in the rain, letting the raindrops splash into his mouth.
Swallow it, it's a little bitter.
"I did it out of hatred, not for justice."
He said with great insight: "Things like that, only children would believe. They don't exist in this world."
Wang Changji continued walking forward, without any particular emotions. In this world, there were very few things that could make him feel anything anymore.
He didn't think Fang Hualing was right, nor did he think she was wrong.
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Sometimes, this world makes no sense at all.
Who can say for sure, right or wrong
“To have a pure heart…” He only murmured this sentence and then lost interest in talking.
Because he suddenly remembered, there was once someone like that.
That's "innocent and sincere".
Following him, Fang He Ling also stood silently in the rain.
For some reason, Fang He Ling's mind suddenly recalled a figure.
He actually really wants to know.
If ten more years pass, what will that person answer
He thought the answer must change, but also felt that if it were that person, perhaps it wouldn't.
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Boom boom boom.
The wind is getting stronger.
The rain was falling harder.
The wind was like a knife, and the rain fell like arrows.
... As the army of light clashed with the darkness, a fierce battle raged outside the luminous barrier.
And the voice was like a plucked pipa.
Within the range of the Light Spell, upon the back of the Garuda automaton, warmth and tranquility.
Qu Shunhua, who was skilled at playing the pipa, sat cross-legged and listened to the rain, smiling and asking Zuo Guangsu if he remembered last year's Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival. They had been hiding in the largest lantern in Yingcheng at that time, also listening to the noise outside and sitting so peacefully.
They know the noise of this world, this world does not know their peace.
Master Yue sat in the front, meditating with an air of serenity that seemed ready to strike a wooden fish at any moment.
This made Zuo Guangxu unable to laugh freely.
Over so many days, the three of them acting together, each with their own methods and perfect coordination, of course, they have already reaped some rewards.
They visited Tianshan together, Qu Shunhua had already achieved the purpose of coming to this mountain and sea realm.
This is undoubtedly a good start, and they will continue in this way.
Such wind and rain are not the influence of any strange beast, but a change in the celestial phenomena of the Shan Hai Jing itself.
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The mechanical Garuda shattered the rain curtain at lightning speed.
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A spell of light enveloped the three people on their backs, like a solitary lamp in the rain.
Suddenly.
The single lamp flickered, as if about to go out.
The Garuda suddenly flapped its wings, and the three people on its back stood up together!
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In the dim and stormy front, a figure in crimson attire with gold trim stepped through the distance, striding into view, growing closer with every step.
There was no other action.
But just the momentum of his presence was almost enough to extinguish this Bright Spell!
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Looking at the entire world of Shan Hai Jing, besides Dou Zhao, who else could there be
A celestial maiden's phantom has already appeared behind Qiu Shunhua.
Zuo Guangshu heard the roar of the tsunami beside him.
Master Yue, dressed in a gray robe and hooded cloak, was expressionless. But the Garuda automaton she controlled had already retracted its flight stance, adopting a battle posture.
Three rare geniuses, each poised to unleash their potential.
But Dou Zhao walked this way without any hesitation.
Regard all vigilance and precaution as nothing.
He effortlessly glided through the rain, approaching the grand mechanism of Garuda. With an air of self-assurance, he declared: "Zhu Yan has vanished, completely disappeared. Some unknown change has occurred in the Shan Hai Realm, jeopardizing my gains. Now, I need to gather the Jade Plates. I have made my selection, or you might still have a chance."
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He calmly extended his hand: "It's all thanks to the talented people of Chu. The jade bi is given to me, without harming its essence."
Those who know Dou Zhao well understand that his willingness to explain so much is already a form of respect.
>But I just don't know, at this very moment, to whom Dou Zhao is showing this respect.
Zuo Guangshu Qu Shunhua Or Yue Chan Master
But some people might be surprised by this "respect".
Some people, harboring the same pride, would only see this as humiliation.
“At the very least, you should have brought Dou Mian along. To come here alone like this, so boldly extending your hand…Dou Zhao!” Qu Shunhua’s beautiful eyes were filled with anger, her voice as cold as a blade: “Should I say you are arrogant, or foolish”
Although people may have similar natural talents, the gap in cultivation is difficult to bridge.
But they still have a Moon Slave who is no inferior in realm!
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To be sure, Dou Zhao is unrivaled among his peers and is recognized by the entire Chu state as the number one prodigy of the younger generation. But now there are three people on their side!
Dòu Zhāo actually dares to be so arrogant, is he looking down on everyone
As for Qiu Shunhua's attitude, Dou Zhao didn't get angry. He just looked at Zuo Guangshu silently: "Guangshu, because of the figure who ignited the Shenxiao Phoenix flag, I am willing to give you another chance. You are an adult now, so tell me, what do you think"
Zuo Guangshu calmly looked at him, only saying: "You can kill me, and then take...from my corpse. But you cannot reach out to ask for it."
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