Chapter 135 Grandmaster

Chapter 135 Grandmaster

Chapter 135 Grandmaster

Zeng Jianqiu took a deep breath and took three steps back, away from Zhao Qi. He turned to look at Pan Muyun and Helian Ji, and saw that they were also horrified.

Pan Muyun moved his eyes downward, and Zeng Jianqiu knew that he was pointing to the thing below - the enormous remains of the demon king.

He understood what Pan Muyun was worried about.

When a person who practices Buddhism enters the spiritual path, any master who teaches him first will teach him not to look at what he should not look at, not to listen to what he should not listen to, and not to think about what he should not think about.

This is not a matter of morality, but of spirits and wild gods. Having said that, there are many secret places of treasure and immortal relics between heaven and earth, and practitioners can't help but explore them.

Once they provoke something they shouldn't, and they can't handle it themselves, the casual cultivators without a master will naturally die, or suffer worse than death. And for those who have a master, the master will always have a way to deal with it - the thirty-six sects were separated from Taiyi Dao, but the founders of each sect are the original thirty-six true immortals. Although they have been killed by the seven golden immortal emperors, there are still true spirits left in the sacred mountain. If you ask the true spirit to come down, it will always be solved.

Not to mention Taiyi Dao, its leader Jiang Jie is said to have the true spirit of Taiyi in his body, and his own skills can destroy evil spirits, so it is not difficult to deal with.

However, these are only about the spirits and wild gods that can be encountered in the world of the living.

The most difficult things are actually the things in Lingshan.

Before Donghuang Taiyi taught the Dharma, there were no cultivators in the world. Although humans are the essence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they are not much different from wild animals. They just know how to live in settlements and cook with fire. [Note 1]

Before that, since there were no cultivators, no one knew that there was a sacred mountain in the world. It was not until some of the first cultivators died that they knew of the existence of the sacred mountain. Before that, the resentment in the sacred mountain had been accumulating for an unknown period of time, so there were many hidden and powerful monsters in it.

Most of the strange magic in the world is actually to invite the spirits and wild gods in the sacred mountains. No matter how cruel and violent these spirits are, they still know the secular world and the rules of the living world.

The most dangerous thing is those things in Lingshan that have long been unknown to the world.

This means that the habits of those things are completely different from those of the living people in the world, and cannot be measured by good or evil, likes or dislikes.

As for this one, there is no record in the Shijie Collection and no one mentions it in the rural history books. It is obviously the most dangerous one. Although it said that it knew about the True Form Religion and the Refining Spirit, it is not clear whether it learned it from the resentful ghost in Lingshan.

Now it seems that he says he wants to protect these people, but who knows if he will change his face again in the next moment!
Wu Meng obviously understood this as well.

As the mountain master of the coffin city, according to the words of the ancient times, he was a local emperor. In today's terms, he was the head of the city. Over the years, except for Lou He and Zeng Jianqiu, no one disobeyed him, let alone shouted "get out" in front of him.

However, looking at the huge remains of the demon king in front of him, the word "get out" not only did not arouse the slightest displeasure in him, but instead made him feel a little relieved in his heart!

He didn't even look at Zhao Qi a second time, nor did he say another word - the densely packed coffin spirits in the blood mist suddenly disappeared, and the entire coffin city was reduced to only a vague outline in just two or three breaths of time. After another moment, the blood mist rolled up, and the outline disappeared.

If you encounter something like this in Lingshan, the best thing to do is not to look, not to listen, not to think, and to immediately cut off all contact!
Only after the blood mist in front of him subsided did Zhao Qi turn around and look into the ancient cave.

The three swordsmen stood together. Pan Muyun and Helian Ji held their flying swords in their hands so that he could not see them. Zeng Jianqiu gave his flying sword to Li Wuxiang and replaced it with the dagger at his waist, but he also held it upright so that the blade was not facing Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi put his hands behind his back, paced two steps at the entrance of the cave, glanced at the three people, smiled disdainfully, and then looked away.

"You little things, three living people and one ghost, are so bold as to dare to break into my brain. It's interesting." He faced outside the ancient cave and took a deep breath.

This breath did not even stir up the blood mist around, but the densely packed, maggot-like ghosts under the huge demon king's skeleton suddenly became silent - those who originally had some flesh and blood suddenly became black, shriveled skin bags. Those who originally had only bones were turned into powder in an instant. The howling in the sea of ​​blood in this sacred mountain never stopped, but at this moment it suddenly became quiet for a moment, and the three people immediately heard a buzzing sound in their ears, and even heard their own heartbeats and blood flow!
Zeng Jianqiu and the two people beside him looked at each other and felt numb all over - the bottom of this sacred mountain was a sea of ​​blood, and all the dead ghosts were in this sea of ​​blood. On the upper level, there were who knows how many layers of heaven, all occupied by powerful gods and monsters.

There are naturally strong people in the sea of ​​blood, but looking at this thing in front of us... it should be in the upper sky, right?
Why are you here! ?
"Thank you..." Zeng Jianqiu only uttered two words, and then he considered the words in his mind - what should he call this thing? Some spirits love to pretend to be gods, while others hate it very much. Looking at its appearance, it is hard to say which one it likes. He thought again and again, gritted his teeth, and said, "Senior, please save me..."

Zhao Qi suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha, actually the interesting thing is not them, but you——"

Zeng Jianqiu was stunned: "Me?"

"Shut up." Zhao Qi suddenly turned around and stared at him fiercely, "Did I ever talk to a filthy person like you?"

Zeng Jianqiu fell silent.

After a while, I heard the real Zhao Qi's voice, timidly and fearfully: "That...that's me?"

"Yes, it's you." The demon king raised his head and sighed, "My true spirit has awakened you little creatures. I didn't want to pay attention to it. But after listening to what you said, I want to remind you--"

"What's your name? Li Wuxiang?"

“…Yes, yes.”

"Let me tell you, none of the Lis are good people. I heard you say that you accepted him as your disciple and treated him well? But he stabbed you in the back, didn't he? Haha, people like this, who say one thing to one person and another to another, can't be trusted, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." It was actually extremely difficult for Zhao Qi to say these words.

Because when the demon king living in his body spoke, what he heard was not entirely a human voice, but a huge roar in his consciousness, as if it were some kind of prehistoric beast, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, shaking his soul and spirit as if it was about to fall apart.

There was another point of fear lingering in his heart - how could such a demon king appear just because of the words he had just said?

But if it weren't for those things, why would he waste time talking to something like me that is no different from a vengeful ghost?
At this time, Zhao Qi heard the demon king's voice roaring and echoing in his mind again: "It's good that you understand. I hate stupid people the most. Let me ask you, what time is it now? Is Li Ye dead?"

These words made Zhao Qi feel confused, and Zeng Jianqiu and the other two were also surprised.

They originally thought that this person might be a relic of the ancient times, but after listening to what he said before, he seemed more like a human, so he might be a monster.

However, when he asked about "Li Ye", he was still asking whether he was "dead". Did this mean that he died during the Ye Dynasty? In that battle between the True Immortals and the Golden Immortals?

He even dared to call Taiyi by his first name!
In other places, such as the mortal world, there are many spirits who like to pretend to be gods and speak in a very arrogant manner. However, this is Lingshan. If Donghuang Taiyi is still here, he will be noticed as soon as he says the word "Li Ye"!

He seemed to be truly unafraid, and sounded quite familiar to the emperor "Li Ye" who had not yet achieved the Golden Immortal status.

Zeng Jianqiu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately recalled carefully - when people mentioned the great war that destroyed the Ye Dynasty three thousand years ago, they often only talked about the thirty-six True Immortals and eight Golden Immortals.

But in fact, not only were gods fighting, but even the mortal world was also plagued by wars.

The seven emperors at that time all had their own religious armies, and the Ye Dynasty also had millions of troops. The parties fought for hundreds of years before the winner was gradually determined. The land was barren for thousands of miles and the fields were filled with bones. Even now, countless remains can often be dug up in the wilderness.

During these hundreds of years, both sides had a lot of helpers, and even many demon kings who were driven back to the wilderness outside of civilization during the Ye Dynasty were invited out of the mountains by both sides.

If this person was the one who helped Taiyi back then... As soon as this thought popped up, Zeng Jianqiu immediately felt a surge of heat in his heart.

The Sword Sect had been fighting the Six Sects for so many years and was always at a disadvantage. He knew there were more than one reason. But everyone knew that the most important point was that Taiyi was suppressed. The Taiyi True Spirit in Jiang Jiaozhu was probably just a little bit of Taiyi's consciousness left in the sacred mountain. It was like a shadow, a mark, and not a real spirit.

But the true spirit of the person in front of him was so vivid that it was hard to tell whether it was a true spirit or a wisp of soul. If it was the latter, then the Sword Sect would have someone to rely on in the Spiritual Mountain!
Seeing that Zhao Qi was speechless, Zeng Jianqiu made up his mind and said, "Senior Demon King, the three of us are all from the Sword Sect—"

The demon king turned to look at him and narrowed his eyes.

Zeng Jianqiu immediately stopped talking and bowed respectfully with his fists clasped.

After a while, I heard him sneer: "Demon King? Humph, do you think I'm those earthen things? Let me tell you, I'm an extraterritorial demon!"

Zeng Jianqiu immediately said, "Yes, Demon Lord."

The demon king frowned again: "Forget it, I see you still have some courage, call me the Ninth Young Master. What is the Sword Sect?"

"Ninth Young Master... do you know Donghuang Taiyi?"

The Ninth Young Master looked at him and smiled: "Why, do you think a four-character name is easier to pronounce than a two-character name?"

Zeng Jianqiu felt relieved. "Donghuang Taiyi is the great emperor worshipped by my Sword Sect, so I dare not call him by his honorific name. The Great Emperor Taiyi died three thousand years ago. The Sword Sect is the legal lineage left by Taiyi Dao three thousand years ago. The three of us are all disciples of the Sword Sect... Thank you, Ninth Young Master, for saving us."

The Ninth Young Master frowned. "Dead? Dead? What about the others? What about the other seven? Are they dead?"

"This is Lingshan, Ninth Young Master, I can't say much. I can only say that the seven you mentioned are still there. As for Emperor Taiyi, he was suppressed. We, the disciples of the Sword Sect, have wanted to rescue Emperor Taiyi for thousands of years."

"You? Rescue? Hahaha." The Ninth Young Master laughed loudly, and his face darkened again. "Li Ye is really disappointing. I've already said that it's useless. Why are you in such a hurry? You've left me in this damn place."

His words were ambiguous. Zeng Jianqiu thought for a while before asking, "Ninth Young Master, it was Emperor Taiyi who asked you to guard here—"

The Ninth Young Master squinted at him and said, "Do you think he can control me?"

"I can't control it."

"Haha, that's right. You're quite sensible." The Ninth Young Master stared at him for a while and smiled. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Let me tell you, I can't help you, and I'm too lazy to help you. This is fate, and fate cannot be violated. Tsk tsk, are you wondering what I mean? Don't make it hard on yourself, you can't figure it out no matter how hard you try."

"As for you." He raised his hand and rubbed his face, rubbing off a large piece of flesh and blood, revealing his white teeth. The Ninth Master frowned and shook his head, "Zhao Qi, right? He is an interesting person, but unfortunately an ugly thing - you were not so ugly when you were alive, right?"

Zeng Jianqiu immediately spoke up: "Forgive me for being so long, Ninth Young Master - this man looked pretty good when he was alive. He wasn't handsome, but he didn't look annoying."

The Ninth Young Master was not angry this time, he just nodded and said: "Okay. From now on, you, Zhao Qi, will follow me. Your ancient cave will be here, no need to leave. As for me, I still need to sleep, and when I wake up, every now and then, tell me about the things in the world of the living, especially that..."

"Li Wuxiang. He is also a disciple of our Sword Sect."

"Well, tell me about this Li Wuxiang, it will help me to relieve my boredom." He said this, and when Zhao Qi didn't say anything, he frowned, "Did you hear that? Are you a fool? Do you accept fools in your Sword Sect?"

Zeng Jianqiu had not been with Zhao Qi for long. When Zhao Qi was still alive, he thought he was actually a very smart person. But after he died and went to Lingshan, he was invaded by resentment and his temperament changed a little.

But he didn't become like this now, unable to say a word. He was anxious for Zhao Qi for a while, and answered for him: "Ninth Young Master, he is not from our Sword Sect, but from the Ranshan Sect. The leader of the Ranshan Sect was also a cultivator of the Taiyi Sect. His honorable name is Li Jiaotu. I wonder if you have heard of him, Ninth Young Master."

Zeng Jianqiu didn't know what kind of personality this demon king who called himself the devil from outer space had, so he kept watching his expression.

Zhao Qi's body was covered in blood, and half of his face was missing when the Ninth Master raised his hand and rubbed it. But even so, he could see that the Ninth Master was slightly stunned when he heard the name "Li Jiaotu", and his expression became more relaxed.

...He also has a connection with the Ranshan Sect?

Zeng Jianqiu immediately added: "Li Wuxiang is a disciple of our Jian Sect, but he is also... the current leader of Ranshan Sect. However, the situation of Ranshan Sect is not very good now. Perhaps the only legitimate disciples are Zhao Qi and Li Wuxiang."

The Ninth Young Master shook his head and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but only responded with a "huh".

At this moment, Zhao Qi finally spoke——

"Ya Zi." He said carefully, "Master Jiu, is your name Ya Zi?"

The Ninth Young Master was silent for a moment: "Who told you?"

"Master...Master passed it down, saying..."

"That's enough." The Ninth Young Master waved his hand, looking somewhat bored. "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep. When you three get out, tell that Li Wuxiang to be a good leader of Ranshan Sect. What's the point of running to Jian Sect to be a minion? Get lost!"

He waved his hand violently, and before Zeng Jianqiu could say anything, he felt himself being carried away by a gust of wind. The blood mist in front of his eyes and the howling that had just risen in his ears disappeared without a trace.

After just a moment's work, Zhao Qi was the only one standing in the ancient cave.

But he did not move. After a long time, he slowly sat down cross-legged, picked up the piece of flesh that fell on the ground, put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

The Ninth Young Master was no longer on him. He felt that he was about to be shattered and his consciousness began to gather again. However, at this moment in his heart, he felt as if a storm had been set off -

He knew who this Ninth Young Master was!
He knew why he had seen his remains before!
Patriarch Ranshan, Yuliejun Li Jiaotu, are different from the other thirty-five true immortals of the original Taiyi Dao.

Those thirty-five, plus the seven great emperors that came after them, a total of forty-two people were the original disciples of Donghuang Taiyi Li Ye, and the ancestor from Ranshan was not among them.

It is said that the ancestor of Ranshan was originally just an ordinary person. He accidentally met a master, was given a name, and called him brother, so he got the name "Li Jiaotu". Later, he got a treasure from the master and presented it to Emperor Ye, who accepted him as his disciple.

Zhao Kui had told him these things before, and also mentioned the name of that master, but he also told Zhao Qi that such things should be treated as sect secrets and not taken seriously.

Because Yedi is the founder of the world's Taoism, if the master that Ranshan's ancestor met could give him a "name and treasure", wouldn't his cultivation be comparable to Yedi at that time? But such a person has neither become a true immortal nor a golden immortal, and no one in the world even knows about him. It is most likely that he is fabricated.

But this matter was indeed passed down from generation to generation in the Ranshan Sect, which sounded as if the founder was trying to flatter himself, so that people would think that he was a different lineage independent of the Taoist sects in the world. If it was really spread and widely spread, it would inevitably cause displeasure to other sects and bring a lot of trouble.

Zhao Qi had long forgotten the name, but when he saw the Ninth Young Master, he finally remembered it - Ya Zi!
...Is there really such a person?!
Then this Ninth Young Master, Ya Zi... could it be that he is the true founder of the Ranshan Sect? !
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Note 1: I made up the word "fire 爨 (cuan) and food" just to match the previous word. It is not a serious idiom. Readers who are still reading should not be misled by me. The reason for the explanation is that the word "爨" is quite confusing. This word means to cook with fire, and the word "fire" in front is actually redundant.

Note 2: It is based on the same worldview as "The Inner Demon", but it is not a worldview of "a long, long time later". Readers who have not read "The Inner Demon" will not be affected in reading.

(End of this chapter)