Chapter 134 Choice

Chapter 134 Choice

Chapter 134 Choice
Amidst the deep red blood mist and the never-ending howling wind, a gigantic skeleton was half buried.

Buried inside it were countless vengeful ghosts wriggling in pus and blood like maggots. The reason they looked like maggots was that they were too small compared to this skeleton.

This skeleton looked like a dragon corpse. There was a pair of coral-like horns on the dragon's head, which still emitted a faint glow even after death. The skeleton was pale, and there were only empty holes left in the eye sockets.

But its body was not that of a dragon, but more like that of a jackal, tiger or leopard, yet extremely huge, like a hill, and also only dry bones left.

Zhao Qi, Zeng Jianqiu, Pan Muyun and Helian Ji are currently hiding deep in the eye sockets and inside the head of this dragon head.

The ancient cave was still there. Zhao Qi sat in the ancient cave. The blood light on his body had disappeared, leaving only a miserable skinless flesh. The flesh pieces slowly peeled off from his body and fell down bit by bit. He was busy picking them up and swallowing them back into his stomach, so that he could barely maintain his human form and not become a dry skeleton like those things underground.

Pan Muyun and Helian Ji sat cross-legged in the cave, staring at him with frowns. Zhao Qi also frowned: "What's so good about this? Haven't you seen a true god before? I told you not to think about anything here, but to keep your mind focused! Didn't your sword sect masters teach you that in Lingshan, whatever you think about will come true, just like before -"

He immediately stopped talking and did not utter the words "Wu Meng", "Zhenxing Sect" or "Coffin Mountain". He forced himself to focus his mind on his own flesh and blood.

But if you think about Li Wuxiang, it's okay!
Really, how can I say it? I hate it! But I can't hate it!

If I can't hate him, it's because I've already told myself that I've made peace with this traitor. I have to let go of this bit of resentment in my heart, otherwise I'll end up like those resentful ghosts on earth sooner or later.

But we can’t let go completely—why do practitioners go to Lingshan Mountain after death? It’s because they still have a breath.

When ordinary people die, most of them still have a breath left. Living in this world is not comfortable, and few people die without regrets. But ordinary people's bodies cannot keep the breath in the cauldron, and at most they become wandering ghosts in the world, and sooner or later they will be taken to the netherworld by the messenger of the netherworld. Only a very small number of people with too much resentment can become evil ghosts.

However, after the foundation is established, the cultivator has made up for the leak in his body. Once he dies, his breath can send him to the sacred mountain and become what he is now. So this breath cannot be dispersed - if it is dispersed, he will really go to the netherworld and all his cultivation will be ruined. But he cannot blame himself for losing his mind, otherwise, once his consciousness is confused, he will not be able to practice.

But when he thought of his current situation, he couldn't help it!
Originally, his blood god had gradually gained incense, far different from the resentful ghosts outside. However, before, this ancient cave was almost taken away by Wu Meng!

When people in the world of the living worship spirits, such as the Kitchen God and the Fairy in the Well, they only need to worship tablets. That is because these spirits or true spirits have already achieved enlightenment. Even after death, the true spirits they leave behind are still part of the destiny of the Tao. The destiny of the Tao is like an invisible and intangible huge "ancient cave" that can be found everywhere.

And he, a wild god who could enjoy incense because he occupied the ancient cave, was like a resident of Deyang City. If you asked someone to send something to the Lord of Deyang City, you didn't need to say which street or which household, you just needed to say "Lord of the City", just like you only needed to worship the "Kitchen God".

However, if you want to send something to a resident like yourself, you have to tell them in advance where you live. It's like when Li Wuxiang passed by those villages and towns, he would tell the townspeople to worship "the blood god in the blood god cave of Chifeng Mountain".

Before, Zeng Jianqiu and the other two saw his ancient cave and immediately rushed in to hide. Wu Meng and the coffin spirit chased after them. After a fierce fight, the four people had to abandon the cave and flee. At that time, Zhao Qi felt that he was doomed this time - without the ancient cave to hide, he would become a rootless and vengeful ghost.

Fortunately, Wu Meng did not intend to occupy the ancient cave, but just wanted to drive them out and then come after them again.

However, the ancient cave in Lingshan is not a cave in the human world - even if people leave, they are still there, and you just need to find them back.

According to Zhao Kui, the ancient cave is the foundation of the Yang world in Lingshan, and only those who are destined to see it can see it. Once Wu Meng took the cave, it immediately became Wu Meng's destiny and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Li Wuxiang brought some incense later, and Zhao Qi saw the ancient cave again. His soul returned to its place and he came back.

If we use the world of the living as an example, it is like the owner of his residence in Deyang City changed, and then he moved back. The messenger saw that the owner had changed, so he naturally stopped coming here next time. Therefore, the incense of his blood god was cut off all of a sudden.

Zhao Qi therefore fled with the ancient cave and the three people in the sea of ​​blood, but as soon as he had the slightest thought, Wu Meng would immediately chase him with the coffin spirit. After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw the huge corpse.

This corpse must have a particular meaning. Three thousand years ago, before the seven emperors became golden immortals, the world was a mixture of humans and gods. At that time, the destiny of the Great Dao had not yet been mastered by the human race, and there were many ancient species, demon kings and monsters in the world. It was only after the rise of the Ye Dynasty that they were killed or driven away. Until now, it is difficult to see these innate monsters in the sphere of influence of the six mysterious sects and the thirty-six sects.

The one in front of them should be the skeleton of a demon king or monster who died at that time. I don’t know how it has some connection with them and was actually seen by them!
Seeing that there was a pair of coral antlers on the head of this thing that emitted a faint glow, Zhao Qi guessed that although this thing was dead, perhaps its true spirit was still alive. Anyway, he had no other options, so he immediately hid in its eye sockets with the ancient cave. He was no different from a resentful ghost at the moment, and the three people around him who were captured should all be earth souls, and they were like dust in front of this demon king, so they should not anger the true spirit.

The skeleton of the demon king really did not react at all, so they were able to catch their breath and calm down temporarily.

Pan Muyun and Helian Ji's small swords were still hanging in front of their stomachs, and they still looked alert.

Zhao Qi complained in his heart, and seeing their expressions, he could not help but frown again: "Didn't I tell you? Don't think too much! What are you two guarding against? As long as you think about it, you will understand?"

"We are now in the remains of the demon king. Have you ever seen a dog chasing a person? If a dog keeps following the scent and chasing you, we would be hiding in a pile of shit right now! But if you hide in a pile of shit and scream, do you think the dog can find you? Aren't you now-"

"We're just guarding against you." Pan Muyun said.

"Beware of me?!" Zhao Qi glared at Zeng Jianqiu with bloodshot eyes, "You rushed to my place to escape the disaster, and I didn't drive you out, but you're still on guard against me? Tell them, do you want to be on guard against me?!"

Zeng Jianqiu sighed, "Old Pan, that's enough. It's not necessary. Now I can take a breath and tell you that this person was called Zhao Qi when he was alive. He was a disciple of Ranshan, and Zhao Kui was his master."

Pan Muyun's face turned grim: "Is that the one you mentioned in Jinshui? The one who invited Zhao Kui?"

"Yes. But he is not a bad person at heart. He died at the hands of Zhao Kui during the Jinshui period. Li Wuxiang told me that he helped when Zhao Kui was killed in Deyang."

Pan Muyun frowned and thought: "Isn't this a betrayal to the teacher and ancestors?"

“Hahaha, what a traitor to one’s master!” Zhao Qi laughed. “Go and tell Wuxiang about this. I accepted him as my apprentice in Jinshui, and he kowtowed to me. Zhao Kui is also his master’s master. When it comes to traitor to one’s master, I am far worse than him!”

"I treated him sincerely at first! I'm not afraid of you laughing at me if I tell you this, but I took him in as my apprentice just to use him to pray to the Kitchen God. Why did I pray to the Kitchen God? It was to find my master! But later, when I saw that he was good to me, I couldn't help but treat him well too, and no longer wanted to use him as a human sacrifice."

"What happened? They were all plotting against me! I didn't know until I died. My goodness, he and my master were treating me like a fool! I have harmed a few people, but my heart is not as dirty as his!"

Pan Muyun was silent for a while before he said, "Junior Brother Li, that was to eliminate harm for the people. Taking you as my master is just a temporary measure."

"Oh, yo, yo, yo, then how did you get to me? Didn't you say that you were set up by someone from your Sword Sect? Zeng Jian... Hero Zeng said that the man was the one who led him into Taoism. Didn't your Sword Sect also have this kind of shit?"

Pan Muyun straightened his body: "You--" Zeng Jianqiu sighed again: "Okay, Old Pan, this matter is over. The grudge between Li Wuxiang and him is over, didn't he say so? Li Wuxiang also asked him to atone for the sins of those he had harmed--many people in our Sword Sect also did some wrong things before they became swordsmen. Since Li Wu believes in him, I believe him too."

Pan Muyun then shook his head and said, "I just thought that Junior Brother Li was a man who took pleasure in taking revenge, but I didn't expect that he was so magnanimous."

Zhao Qi sneered, "Yes, yes, yes, he is good in every way, almost a saint. Instead of guarding against me, you might as well think about how to get out. That Wu——"

He immediately shut up, and the three swordsmen in the cave all changed their expressions, but it was too late -

The blood mist outside the ancient cave suddenly rolled violently. First, countless wooden coffins emerged in the void, and then a big city suddenly appeared before their eyes.

Wu Meng was still standing on the tower of the mountain lord's mansion. He looked like a small black dot, but his body seemed extremely large. With the screen-like mountain of coffins behind him, he almost blocked all the space that could be seen from the eye sockets of the demon king's remains, making him look like a god.

In the previous fights, Wu Meng had controlled the coffin spirit outside the coffin city, and it still seemed to be in high spirits at this time.

He glanced coldly at the remains on the roof and sighed: "Rebellious son, why are you doing this? You wanted to protect the two people around you, but in the end you couldn't protect any of them. Do you think that this matter is over after you die? You have also practiced the True Form Dao for so many years, you should know that I have many ways to find you out of this sacred mountain-"

Zeng Jianqiu stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave: "Master Wu, why are you doing this? That's right, I have practiced the True Form Dao for many years, so I know you can't stay in Lingshan for long. If you want to chase me, I will run away until you have to leave. We also have many ways to leave from here."

Zhao Qi lowered his voice and said, "Hey, let me tell you, why don't you call him Wu Shanzhu and call him dad? If it's Li Wuxiang, he will call you dad. You know, once you call him dad, he will be soft-hearted. Then you can tell him that you regret betraying your religion, but these two have taken good care of you over the years. Maybe he will let them go."

Helian Ji glanced at him and said, "Junior Brother Li didn't bother with you and even tried to help you atone for your sins, but you said such things behind your back. You are hopeless."

Zhao Qi stared, opened his mouth, and finally snorted: "Believe it or not. What's the relationship between us? Am I saying bad things about him?"

Wu Meng sneered, "Oh, go out? Who can you count on if you go out? I know there is another swordsman in the coffin city. He has some skills that I haven't taken in. I also know that he is on the coffin mountain right now, trying to get the Five Mountains True Shape Map. I can understand why you are so stubborn - you think you swordsmen are loyal, right?"

"Now that he has disturbed the real weapon, he must want me to leave. There is no need for me to leave. There are 23 disciples in Coffin City who are about to reach the state of spiritual cultivation. Before long, he will die there first and will also come to Lingshan. The two beside you, their physical bodies are also in my house. Do you really think I can do nothing to you?"

"Their bodies were not destroyed because I wanted to see you turn back from your wrong path. But if I am really disappointed in you, it would be wishful thinking for you to hear me call you a rebellious son again. Now my patience is almost exhausted - the one in the cave!"

Zhao Qi shrank back deeper into the ancient cave and tilted his head towards Pan Muyun: "I'm calling you two."

"——I see that you are also a resentful ghost who has achieved enlightenment, which is not easy. Since you have such a predestined relationship with the Tao, you should have been a cultivator in your lifetime. Then, haven't you heard of the Five Mountains True Form Sect? Get out of here! Otherwise, I will take away your ancient cave, destroy your Taoism, and make you die in body and soul!"

Pan Muyun immediately turned to look at Zhao Qi and placed his hand on the flying sword in front of his abdomen. But after touching it for a moment, he let go.

At that moment, he had an idea in his mind - if Zhao Qi was really intimidated by Wu Meng, he would kill him first. But this idea only lasted for a moment before he realized that it was because of this sacred mountain.

The three of them, all of whom were earth souls that were absorbed into Lingshan, had no magic weapon to protect them, nor were they in the Coffin City like Wu Meng. If it weren't for Zhao Qi's ancient cave, they would have been captured by Wu Meng, and would have been eaten by resentful ghosts long ago. Zhao Qi, the "Blood God", was a great help.

But even so, the Earth Soul was still invaded by the resentment in the Spirit God, which gradually disturbed his mind. This was why Wu Meng could not stay in Lingshan for a long time.

Just now, I actually had the idea of ​​killing someone and taking the cave... This is definitely not what a swordsman should do.

If they continue to stay here and cannot find a way to escape, I'm afraid both of them will slowly turn into vengeful ghosts, including Zeng Jianqiu.

In that case, why not...

He sighed in his heart, exerted force on his knees and tried to stand up, wanting to persuade Zeng Jianqiu.

Two deaths is better than three or four deaths. Wu Meng was right. If he just wanted to kill these people, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. In his opinion, the current situation was more like Wu Meng venting the resentment accumulated in his heart for decades, and he had to force Zeng Jianqiu to say "I was wrong".

A True Form Sect monk who has reached the realm of spirit refining has such evil thoughts in his heart, which can never be resolved by calling "Dad" or saying a few soft words. Today, neither he nor Helian Ji will have a chance to survive.

If even a single seed of life is preserved, there will be other possibilities in the future. Junior Brother Li is still in the coffin city. He was not taken in like the three of us. There must be some other magical means... Zeng Jianqiu might be able to rescue him. For three thousand years, the Sword Sect has been passed down like this. We are all brothers, and it doesn't matter who is alive.

However, when he was about to take action, he saw Zhao Qi suddenly stand up.

The Blood God had shrunk into the depths of the ancient cave and was stunned after hearing Wu Meng's words. He didn't say a word. It seemed that because of Li Wuxiang, he didn't want to go alone, but he was really afraid of Wu Meng and the coffin spirits, and didn't want to end up with his body and soul destroyed.

His appearance actually made Pan Muyun sigh in his heart - because of the resentment, he even wanted to seize the cave for a moment. But Zhao Qi was able to do this, which showed that what Zeng Jianqiu said before was right, he was not a bad person by nature... He could even be considered a very good person.

So Pan Muyun stood up, turned to look at Helian Ji, and whispered: "Let's go out, don't make Lao Zeng do it alone. There is a Junior Brother Li outside, maybe..."

Helian Ji smiled and held the flying sword in his palm: "I understand. Okay, I have long wanted to meet the Six Sects' Refining Spirits to see if they are stronger than our Golden Cores. Today is a good opportunity."

The two were about to walk towards the cave entrance when Zhao Qi suddenly startled and stood up.

He casually pushed Pan Muyun and Helian Ji, and immediately pushed them to the ground again. He strode to the cave entrance and stood beside Zeng Jianqiu. He frowned and looked at the densely packed coffin spirits and the coffin city that covered the sky and the earth in the distance, then he exhaled a long breath like a living person, and a sneer appeared on his face.

His appearance and tone at this moment were completely different from before, which made Zeng Jianqiu stunned.

"It's been quite a commotion... It's giving me a headache and eye pain." Zhao Qi started. His voice was originally a little sharp and piercing, but now he was completely different.

Zeng Jianqiu was startled, and turned to look at him, only to see that his teeth, which were originally covered with blood, had turned into fine fangs.

Zhao Qi squinted his eyes and looked carefully at Wu Meng on the top of the tower: "I don't like your tone. I know about the Five Mountains' True Form, but what's so great about it? Besides, you are just a mere spirit cultivator. I will protect these people. Get out!"

(End of this chapter)