Chapter 161 Silkworm Birth

Chapter 161 Silkworm Birth

Chapter 161 Silkworm Birth
The sky is full of dark clouds.

A thousand-foot-deep abyss is the fortress.

The once majestic city is now engulfed in flames.

After the garrison commander rebelled, he led his cronies to destroy the city gate, and then immediately killed the soldiers who were resisting stubbornly in the city.

By the time Long Cheng arrived with 40,000 Futu cavalry and the Tai Sui monster as tall as a city wall, the entire Dangguan City had no decent defense anymore.

But the army was slow to pass.

"Your Majesty, the Spear King III is guarding the city gate alone. He has killed four hundred riders, and two guardians have died in battle."

The deputy general reported, and Long Cheng stopped and looked into the distance. His eyesight was far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and every move of the old senior was clearly visible in his eyes.

"Compared to three years ago, the speed is much slower."

The army filled the field, Long Cheng rode out alone and moved forward. The Buddhist cavalry made way for them one after another, and their eyes were filled with enthusiasm and admiration when they looked at their commander.

When they arrived at the city gate, they saw corpses piled up like a mountain and blood flowing into a pool. Two masters were nailed to the city wall by iron spears. Their deaths were horrifying.

The old man in plain clothes stood there with a gun in his hand, his expression cold.

Long Cheng took off his bamboo hat, threw it aside, and said with a smile: "Senior, do you really think you can stand alone?"

Gun King III was unmoved, he just raised his gun and stepped forward, saying coldly: "If you fight in front of the battle, be careful that this old man's stone will knock out your front teeth."

Long Cheng exhaled a breath of foul air, and there were continuous sounds of wind and thunder around him. This top warrior who was in his prime had blood surging all over his body, and hot white smoke was steaming off his body surface.

"You are wrong. Any hardship is the nourishment for me to become a Grandmaster, and you are undoubtedly one of the few qualified opponents. Let alone 40,000 cavalrymen, even if you come with 100,000, how can it compare to the deterrent power of my promotion to Grandmaster."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Cheng pointed out.

The entire mountain of corpses was immediately engulfed in flames, with flames spreading over the top of the city walls. The high temperature caused the nearby thick, ancient and mottled walls to appear to be about to melt.

Gun King San dodged in advance and swung his iron spear. A two-headed blood dragon suddenly flew out, his face looking particularly solemn.

Although the two sides are hostile, he cannot deny Long Cheng's extraordinary genius. He specializes in the Tantric martial arts, the Heaven and Earth Secrets, and uses the power of the earth to cultivate the Tantric Shurangama Ten Stages. What is burning the mountain of corpses now is the Flame Wisdom Land. If one does not have enough speed, facing this kind of flame that can even burn the soul, an ordinary master can only be killed instantly.

The advanced spear skill Longdu Zhenshan, which is a fusion of Longdu and Zhenshan, attacked with a two-headed dragon that was more than ten meters long, and a fishy wind blew in the face.

"Senior, please don't use this kind of trick again."

Long Cheng made a Buddhist seal with his hands, and the stage of freedom from defilement among the ten stages of the Shurangama Sutra was released. The ground in front of him suddenly glowed with bright white light, and the two-headed dragon suddenly fell apart. This move was specifically designed to shape the true essence.

The phantom of the dragon exploded, and in a red light, the Gun King came with his gun raised, and the gun skill "Suppressing Mountains and Destroying Cities" was delivered. Two slender streams of light burst out, as if they were indestructible.

The Longcheng Finger Seal changed again, and Lengyan motionlessly covered his body with a layer of golden sand. The sword energy protecting his body combined with the transformation energy formed another layer of impenetrable and solid defense.

The gun light shattered the external defense, but it was defeated in front of the immovable ground. Long Cheng raised his hand and punched back. The white light containing gravity was clearly visible and instantly hit the opponent from a distance of more than ten meters.

boom!
Gun King San pushed the gun with both hands and flew backwards.

Long Cheng was slightly disappointed and said coldly: "Let me see the fourth shot, so that you won't die with resentment."

Gun King III had a solemn expression on his face. The Tai Sui beast as tall as a city wall behind the enemy seemed to mean that no matter how hard he held on, he could not change the outcome of the city being breached.

……

Jianchi Mountain.

The mist that lingers around the main peak all year round is gradually dissipating.

On the flat ground in the persimmon forest, the geniuses stopped fighting.

Under the pavilion, all the masters looked up.

When the fog completely dissipated, the scene behind the wall made everyone stand there in shock.

After nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, it is far from the end.

The crazy feathers that occasionally fell on the ginseng road were everywhere at this moment, gathering into a howling storm.

Amidst the ghosts, a man dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a dignified demeanor spoke. It was none other than the Xuanwu Marquis who had guarded the gate of the capital of the previous dynasty alone.

"In front of us is Bao Fengyu. This time, he is not only stirring up the desires in people's hearts, but the Soul Taoist has practiced the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Sutra. The price for ghosts like us to regain our sanity is right in front of us."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang He had already taken a step forward, and the heavier pressure and pain seemed to be forgotten.

Xuanwu Hou was so stunned that he couldn't help but reach out and call out to the other party. This guy was too decisive.

"Wait, I just thought you needed an umbrella."

Xuanwu Hou shouted sincerely. He was not surprised by the other party's choice to move on. As a top warrior who had died in battle after exhaustion in the past, he knew clearly how determined a person was when fulfilling his resolution. But without the Soul Umbrella, it was simply too unfair to the other party.

"Is it an umbrella that got me here, that got me through the storm?"

Jiang He did not answer, but asked himself.

In fact, this was not his first time walking into a storm, and the storm when he obtained player qualification was still vivid in his mind.

He knew that heading towards the storm was not wise, and could even be called reckless. Moreover, whether before or now, he was not in a desperate situation where he had to move forward.

Even if the fishing boat sank into the sea, as long as he lowered his head, it would be difficult for him to starve to death in the current era. Even if he stopped at this moment, the understanding he gained would be enough, and there would be no punishment for failing the main task.

Jiang He walked on the ginseng road step by step, from beginning to end, at a steady pace, without the need for supervision and without wavering.

Jianchi Mountain fell silent unknowingly.

The ghosts had stopped mocking him long ago. Even though the man was covered in blood and looked lonely, they had to admit that he was a strong man.

Xuanwu Hou laughed at himself, and the soul umbrella in his hand fell to the ground without being sent out. How could a person who would not look back even if he encountered difficulties need his umbrella?

"Why is he still walking?" Elder Du Nan said in confusion.

The masters were also puzzled. Even if Ping Luan Bo was extremely talented and had a strong will, he shouldn't have such a clear gap with the geniuses.

The Taoist who wants to repay his teacher's kindness, the ambitious Yin Shengzi, and Hong Zhou who is determined to live only for himself, each of these people has an extremely strong determination, but without exception, they all persist in the ginseng road, and every step is of great importance.

Ping Luan Bo walked too steadily, too fast, and too far ahead of others.

"Perhaps it's because people will never stop surpassing themselves."

The old madman looked into the distance and said so.

"We are just witnesses on his journey, so we might as well watch his calm steps."

The masters couldn't help but cast their gazes once again.

In the dark and spiritual world, pieces of crazy feathers intertwined and swept across.

But Jiang He gradually raised his head and chest.

He was moving forward, and Bao Fengyu was retreating little by little.

With every step you take, there are new steps ahead.

Then he stepped on her again and again.

The owner of Yanyu Tower stood in front of the ruins of the difficult wall in despair, watching the figure disappear into the distance. That guy was actually actively chasing the storm.

Moment by moment, step by step, the Ginseng Road became narrower and narrower, and the Crazy Feather became bigger and bigger.

Jiang He's speed increased steadily.

[Hint: You have obtained...]
[Hint: You have awakened the Silver Will: Unyielding]
The storm breaks down before the footsteps of will.

The last of the fog disappeared, and the main peak of Jianchi Mountain was revealed to the public for the first time in hundreds of years.

Countless people stared with their eyes wide open, wanting to take it all in.

Some people clapped enthusiastically, some shouted at the top of their lungs, as if everyone was proud of this success.

The noise and clamor echoed throughout Jianchi Mountain.

The old Taoist priest with white hair seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and he smiled kindly:
"Listen, the mountains are cheering for you."

"No need." Jiang He answered indifferently.

The praise of others cannot motivate him.

The slander from others could not stop him.

He does not need the affirmation of outsiders in his life. If they know what is good for them and get out of the way, then we will just pass by. If they are looking for death and stand in his way, then we will just shoot them in the head.

"You can pick any ghost to go with you into the Jiao Pond in front. This time it's not a simple attachment. The soul is integrated into the body or weapon. The effect is quite good. Moreover, the Jiao Pond comes from the Jianshui Jiaolong, which originally has great benefits."

The Soul Taoist said cheerfully, "It can be considered as a legacy. I have lived up to the Nine Provinces both in life and after death. No matter what, the Jianchi Mountain Conferences over the years have prevented the Nine Provinces from becoming so lifeless. I am already satisfied."

Jiang He picked up the Long Regret Spear and said, "It chose to recognize me, so I will choose it alone."

Soul Taoist looked at it for a moment and was slightly surprised by the quality of the spear, and also that this spear had an unparalleled hatred for its owner.

"No one wants you to go far more than it does. The stronger you are, the more it feels that its death...is not so pathetic. I see. It's really interesting."

Taoist Soul laughed in silence and pointed to the Jiao Pond in front of him.

"Just walk over and jump into the pool."

Jiang He walked into the pool as he was told. Carrying the Judgment of Origin, he had no fear of situations like possession of another's body.

The water in the pool was deep red and boiling hot, and the dragon's blood was boiling.

On Jiang He's neck, Zhuang Ya woke up from her sleep. The power of the same species brought her growth.

Soul Daoist was stunned, "You have withstood the pressure of two Shen Lings?"

Jiang He closed his eyes and calmly felt the changes in himself.

"It's just a small snake. If you want her to eat some leftovers, I don't bother to compliment your choice." The Soul Taoist was a little cold. He had killed a dragon with his sword in the past, so he didn't have any good feelings towards monsters. If the young man in front of him had not been expected to become a grandmaster and take over, he would have slapped the white snake to death with a palm.

"If I can't protect you from the wind and rain, then what's the point of being the boss?"

"Hmph, take care of yourself."

The water in the pool gradually became clear, and even the dragon skeleton at the bottom of the pool turned into powder, and all the essence was absorbed.

Jiang He heard the prompt tone.

[Hint: You have obtained the excellent passive dragon blood body]
[Tips: Player's health value increased by 50%, energy value +800, immunity to 30% elemental damage (determined by position), strength +2, constitution +3, charm +3]
[Reminder: Your advanced self-healing ability has been solidified and promoted to extreme self-healing]
[Tip: Your item, the Long Sorrow Spear, has awakened the soldier soul, and the soul damage has been increased by 30%. It has gained the soul execution passive: when the body is completely destroyed, the execution effect is launched on the spirit (determined by the position)]
[Energy value: 2201 → 3001]
[Strength: 9+1 → 11+1]
[Constitution: 12+2→15+2]
[Charm: 8+1→11+1]
Jiang He stood up, used his hidden energy to shake off the blood scabs on his body, and continued forward to the edge of the cliff of the main peak.

Everyone at the foot of Jianchi Mountain was envious. When the fog on the main peak dissipated, everyone knew that Pingluan Bo had gained great benefits up there.

Soul Daoist sensed something was wrong. This guy was actually trying to leave. He hurriedly shouted:

"I guarantee with my lifelong reputation that the test is over!"

"There is no way out in front of the pond!"

"There is a deep sky above and a thousand-foot abyss underfoot. Anyone who falls into it will die!"

Jiang He just chuckled when he heard this.

"I want to ask the question of how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

The soul Taoist was dazed, this man was crazy.

Even though he was facing an abyss with no bottom in sight, Jiang He still took a step forward decisively.

A clear gnawing sound was faint but resounded across the mountain top.

Like a silkworm gnawing its cocoon day after day.

At this moment, all four symbols are met, and the excellent secret treasure Silkworm Life and the Long Sorrow Spear are completely integrated.

Only by persisting can you see the dawn.

[Causes 20% additional true damage]
Only with courage can you overcome difficulties.

[Causes one second of will imprisonment on the designated individual enemy. The effect of the imprisonment depends on the level of the spiritual will of both parties.]
Don't be content with mediocrity and surpass yourself.

[The Long Sorrow Spear gains growth attributes and is promoted after absorbing five excellent-level items (0/5)]
Never stop embracing freedom.

[Host obtains butterfly wings, immunity to space confinement abilities of the same level and below, and for those above the level, the abilities will be reduced according to different situations]
The top of Jianchi.

Jiang He took a step forward in front of the Qianzhang Abyss.

At this moment, all the heroes in the world are looking at one person.

"Isn't the whole life of a silkworm just to break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly?"

The Soul Taoist was silent.

The next moment, a pair of gorgeous and dreamy butterfly wings appeared before the world, and every pattern was exquisite.

The huge pressure from Shen Ling almost disappeared.

Without the constraints of heaven and earth, the butterfly can fly over the mountain tops.

"What an ignorant person."

The Soul Taoist has never admired a young junior so much.

"Climb over this mountain. Your life will never end here."

The Soul Taoist suddenly laughed and slapped with all his might.

"Other masters may die, but I think you can handle it. No matter what lies ahead of you, let me help you."

In an instant, the palm print flew out like a new wall of difficulty, pushing Jiang He off the top of the mountain.

The Changhen Spear completely absorbed the palm print, and the rich hatred within it triggered the skill Changhen Strike, which made the weight of the next strike from the spear reach a thousand kilograms.

The soul Taoist's body was scattered.

His inheritance has long been left behind and is now in the Chengxuan Building in the palace.

——The great hatred is endless.

(End of this chapter)