Chapter 504: First time entering Haori, willing to believe

Chapter 504: First time entering Haori, willing to believe

Chapter 504: First time entering Haori, willing to believe

"Anything?"

Shi Nandang's eyes were fixed on the floor tiles, he didn't dare to look up, but he spoke hesitantly.

The Emperor of Heaven stood in front of him, Zhang Taishang was on his left, and Xie Zhenren stood on his right, all looking at him.

"anything."

The answer from the Emperor of Heaven made Shi Nandang's expression change back and forth.

Impersonating Shi Nandang, of course, because this person's identity is the most suitable:
He is a Zhenren Huashen, and in a sect like Haori Mountain, he is definitely a middle to high level person. He has the status and ability to access some of the secrets of Haori Mountain.

If Li Hao's identity is used again, not to mention that Li Hao is an outsider and has no connections in Haori Mountain, more importantly, Li Hao was only a Nascent Soul before, and his cultivation was too low to participate in major events.

Of course, Zheng Fa can also allow Li Hao to "advance" and become a god.

But the problem is that it is too fast, so fast that it arouses suspicion.

Therefore, Zheng Fa needs Shi Nandang to take on this identity.

If you want to play Shi Nandang, you naturally have to find out Shi Nandang's past. And compared to playing Li Hao, playing Shi Nandang is more difficult:
Li Hao is a taciturn person, does not have much contact with the sect, and his interpersonal relationships are simple.

Shi Nandang was previously highly regarded by the Lu clan, and in order to join the Lu clan's direct lineage, he was considered a community leader.

Therefore, to play the role of Shi Nandang well, much more preparation is required than before.

"Master, isn't it possible to communicate in real time through spiritual communication?"

Shi Nandang stammered.

Indeed there is.

Before in Chongxuan Sect, he was discovered to have a flaw by Elder Bixia.

Every failure makes one wiser. For this trip to Haori Mountain, Zheng Fa also prepared a combat team and used the Tongjian for real-time consultation.

Shi Nandang was naturally among them.

"There may be a time when the spiritual communication is interrupted." Senior Sister Zhang explained, "Just in case."

Shi Nandang stopped talking.

The Emperor of Heaven saw that he was embarrassed and spoke to comfort him:

"Don't worry, there's no one else here except the three of us. We won't spread what you said."

Shi Nandang immediately said, "There is nothing I cannot tell others!"

"understand!"

"…Really not telling me?"

"Not only do we not speak, we absolutely only have ears, not mouths. We only listen, not judge."

Shi Nandang was still a little hesitant when he saw Zhang Wuyi's cold eyes and Xie Qingxue's smiling face, but her hand was holding the sword...

"I, I said..."

"I was blessed with immortality when I was thirteen years old and entered Haori Mountain..."

"I have been practicing for thirty-two years before I finally got close to a disciple of the Lu clan..."

"When I was in the Jindan stage, I..."

Huashen Zhenren had a strong memory, and Shi Nandang spoke more and more fluently. He muttered an old story:
"In the early stage of Jindan, I fell in love with a female cultivator from the Yun Clan in our sect, and her family found out..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly stopped talking and looked towards the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor pursed his lips, raised his hand and patted his shoulder without saying a word, as if to comfort him.

To sum up the story told by Fang Cai Shi Nan Dang, it is probably:
Don’t look down on Jindan because he is poor!
Don’t look down on Yuanying because he is poor!
Don’t deceive the God of Transformation…your great-granddaughter looks so much like you.

Shi Nandang stared blankly at the sympathetic face of the Emperor of Heaven, then looked at Zhang Wuyi, and saw the cold-faced Zhang Zhenren looking at the roof. He glanced to the right and saw Xie Qingxue lowering her head and counting the sword tassels, as if she didn't know how to count.

"Master! Please let me return to Haori Mountain!" Shi Nandang shouted with his eyes closed, "I am willing to die for Jiushan Sect!"

……

"This is..." Shi Nandang looked at the illusion in front of him, shocked, and asked: "You built a Haori Mountain?"

He didn't expect that he actually returned to Haori Mountain.

"Illusion."

For this operation, Jiushan Sect once again took out the spirit of the exercise and used the method of Luzhong Heaven and Earth to create a virtual Haori Mountain.

"Point out to me those people you need to befriend and those with whom you have grudges."

Shi Nandang looked at the Emperor of Heaven for a long time before he sighed and said, "I...didn't deserve it."

"Not really."

"Ok?"

"We didn't have to work so hard to deal with you."

"..."

……

"Yuan Jun, do you know what kind of person Yun Zhenxian is?"

While the Emperor of Heaven was torturing Shi Nandang, Zheng Fa was already rushing towards Haori Mountain.

He and the body of the Emperor of Heaven are almost one. He can sense whatever the Emperor of Heaven sees and hears, no matter how far away they are.

While rushing, Zheng Fa also sent a letter to Nishang Yuanjun, hoping to find more information.

The information he got from Shi Nandang helped him to play the role of Shi Nandang better.

But there is still a big problem. Shi Nandang is now a guilty person and has a big pot on his shoulders - of course, it is not unfair for Zheng Fa to bear this pot.

If you want to solve this problem, it is very difficult to do so from a very difficult level.

But from the level of Nishang Yuanjun, it is simpler:

Now, of the three Dao Fruits in Haori Mountain, only Yun Zhenxian is left. Whether Zheng Fa is guilty or not will be decided by his words.

The breaking point naturally lies with this person.

However, it was difficult for Shi Nandang, the incarnation of the god, to know Yun Zhenxian's personality and thoughts.

Even in Haori Mountain, not many people know about it. Perhaps only the core circle of people in the Yun clan knows it clearly.

But this matter is no secret to Nishang Yuanjun.

Sure enough, Nishang Yuanjun replied after a while.

"Yun Zhenxian? Alliance leader, why do you care about him?"

“Be prepared.”

Nishang Yuanjun seemed to understand and didn't ask any more questions. She just introduced: "This person has a gentle personality, but he has been enlightened for a long time and has always been the actual ruler of Haori Mountain."

"I just heard that in this era, Luo Sanxian has appeared more often in Haori Mountain."

Zheng Fa's heart moved, and he asked two more questions before changing the subject and asking:

"How is the matter of Luo Sanxian's revival going?"

"It's strange to say this, Yun Zhenxian doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic and has been very slow, but it should have taken some time."

Zheng Fa nodded secretly.

Speaking of which, other sects among the Four Sects may not know that Hao Ri Mountain is in a very awkward situation - they have too few Tao Fruits.

As long as Luo Sanxian doesn't resurrect, Yun Zhenxian will be the only pillar of Haori Mountain and he will have to run between two fronts.

Fortunately, the matter of Tianhe Sect will take several more decades, and Luo Sanxian should be revived by then.

Zheng Fa asked some more details, and only hung up the letter when he saw Haori Mountain in the distance.

……

This is Zheng Fa’s first visit to Haori Mountain.

He descended from his hiding place and looked forward.

Although Haori Mountain is called a mountain, what Zheng Fa saw was actually a huge city that stretched as far as the eye could see. The south city wall where Zheng Fa was located alone had nine gates, with long queues in front of each gate.

Monks, spiritual beasts, magical weapons and elixirs come in and out in different categories.

Only by looking up and into the distance can you see a row of continuous mountains standing in the north of the city.

There is snow on the highest peak in the middle, which reflects sunlight from morning to night, illuminating the city at the foot of the mountain.

Therefore, this mountain is called Haori Mountain.

Shi Nandang said with pride that no matter whether one is a disciple of Haori Mountain or not, and no matter how high or low one's cultivation level is, if one wants to go to Haori Mountain, one must first pass through this huge city and walk up Haori Mountain step by step like a mortal.

Zheng Fa also asked Nishang Yuanjun about this matter.

Nishang Yuanjun said... she had never heard of it.

……

When Zheng Fa walked into the city gate, a Jindan disciple looked at his robes and seemed to recognize him as the master of the sect. He hurriedly came up to him and bowed respectfully, saying, "Excuse me, may I ask your name, and why are you returning to the mountain?"

"Shi is hard to resist, Master Yun is calling for help."

"Stone... Stone Shangren?"

The Jindan disciple was startled and his voice became a little louder.

There were more than ten Hao Ri disciples at the city gate, all looking towards Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa looked back and saw that these disciples turned their heads away one by one without even looking at him.

The Jindan disciple guarding the gate took two steps back, as if he had seen a plague god.

It seems that Shi Nandang has become a well-known unlucky guy in the hearts of the disciples of Haori Mountain.

It was really not a good thing that Yun Zhenxian called him back to the mountain.

He ignored the looks of these people and walked straight through the doorway into the city.

What’s interesting is that this city is actually arranged in circles, with the big city surrounding the small city, and the small city surrounding the small city, like a nesting doll.

Zheng Fa also heard the reason from Shi Nandang.

Hao Ri Mountain has stood tall in Xuanwei for several epochs. This city has been blessed by it, and although there have been disturbances, it has generally remained stable.

Most of the people living in the city are relatives of the disciples of Hao Ri Mountain, and generation after generation, the population grows and the city becomes larger and larger.

At first the city was no longer habitable.

People of lower status built the outer city.

Because the outer city was too small to accommodate the residents, another outer city was built, and the former outer city became the inner city.

This cycle repeated itself over and over again; the city grew larger and larger, and the city walls were built in circles.

Now it’s almost the eleventh ring.

At first, Zheng Fa didn't quite understand why Hao Ri Mountain had to build a wall - to put it bluntly, for a cultivator, building a wall no matter how high it was would only test his morality. Only when he got here did he understand:
If you can pass through one more city wall, you are superior to others.

The ten-foot-high city wall separated not the enemies but... the inferior people.

The three inner circles of the inner city naturally belong to the three tribes of Lu Yunluo.

I just heard that there seemed to be some disputes between the Yunluo tribes.

The distinction between family and identity can be seen everywhere in Haori Mountain, beyond Zheng Fa's imagination.

Who wouldn’t envy the three tribes here?
No wonder Shi Nandang wanted an identity with the surname Lu so much before.

Unfortunately, judging from Zheng Fa's experience, there is little hope:
He passed through one city gate after another, and every time he passed a gate, the scene when he entered the city would be almost exactly the same.

No matter how crowded the city gate was, after Zheng Fa announced Shi Nandang's name, everyone would "respectfully" make way for him.

It can be seen how big the blame is that Shi Nandang has to bear.

Although Zheng Fa is not as tough as Shi Nandang, everyone is like this along the way, and the psychological pressure is still much greater.

……

Go through the last city gate.

Haori Mountain stood majestically before Zheng Fa.

He observed more carefully, memorizing it while comparing it with Shi Nandang's previous explanations to avoid any mistakes.

Looking up, Zheng Fa’s first thought was - rich!
A wide golden and jade staircase starts from the foot of the mountain and extends to the mountainside.

According to Shi Nandang, there are a total of 9,999 steps, which can accommodate 24 people walking side by side.

The most outrageous thing is that the material of this step is not ordinary jade, but a kind of not cheap spiritual material - although it is not the most expensive one, but for such a large project, the amount of spiritual stones consumed cannot be small.

Zheng Fa walked on the steps and felt it carefully, and found that Hao Rishan was not a pure nouveau riche.

There should be a formation in these stairs.

Of course he couldn't see it specifically, but judging from some symbols and diagrams, this staircase at least had a certain illusion that could confuse the vision and make it impossible to tell the direction.

The rich are rich, but they also value practicality.

After climbing the stairs, Zheng Fa arrived at the largest building on Haori Mountain: the Three Palaces.

The three palaces naturally refer to the three ancestors Lu Yunluo.

The walls of the three palaces are all white, except that the main hall has a golden roof, the left hall has a purple roof, and the right hall has a red roof.

At this time, only the door of the left hall was open.

Zheng Fa took a deep breath, walked to the left hall door, bowed and said loudly:
"Disciple Shi Nandang, please come and see me!"

The people in the hall turned their heads to look over, with different looks.

"Enter."

Yun Zhenxian, who was sitting high in the hall, had an unchanged expression and his eyes were cold.

Zheng Fa stepped over the knee-high threshold and walked into the hall.

There were about a hundred people in the hall, and most of them had cultivation levels above the Spirit Transformation level.

They stood in three groups, all wearing the white robes of Hao Ri Mountain.

It's just that the color of the sleeves is different.

The Lu tribe values ​​gold, so the edges are embroidered with golden spiritual silk.

The Yun tribe values ​​purple, while the Luo tribe reveres red.

At this time, the group of people with red edges embroidered on the corners of their clothes looked at Zheng Fa with the most unfriendly expressions, and each of them had anger in their eyes.

The people of the Yun Clan also had cold looks in their eyes.

As for the Lu Clan with their clothes embroidered with gold edges, their expressions were even more disgusted than those of the Yun Clan.

Shi Nandang's master was also standing among them, but he lowered his head and didn't even look at Zheng Fa.

No one in the hall spoke, but the anger, disgust, and indifference in their eyes could overwhelm anyone.

Not to mention, Yun Zhenxian, who was sitting high on the stage, also looked at Zheng Fa with a chilling gaze.

"Shi Nandang? Do you admit your guilt?"

Zheng Fa bowed his head and said, "Disciple acknowledges his guilt!"

An elder from the Luo clan shouted, "Master Yun, this stone is not only not conducive to refining the sword, but it also destroyed 20% of the spiritual veins of Haori Mountain and even caused the death of our Saint Ancestor. This is a grave sin!"

"Master, please abolish his cultivation and press him into the bottom of the fierce fire peak to be burned by the fierce fire!"

Zheng Fa knew that this was one of the most severe punishments in Haori Mountain. Generally speaking, only disciples who killed their master and betrayed their sect would be treated like this.

Of course, if we calculate the losses caused by the Xianjian incident: the Xianjian, Luo Sanxian, and so many spiritual veins.

Hao Rishan probably wished that Shi Nan would really kill his master.

Therefore, when the old man said this, no one in the hall objected, and some people nodded secretly. Even a few people in the Lu clan who were close to Shi Nandang did not speak at this time.

It's easy to imagine that this pot is too big and no one dares to take it.

Yun Zhenxian looked at Zheng Fa and asked:
"Do you have any defense?"

"I dare not. I cannot escape the blame for the incident involving the Immortal Sword."

After hearing this, the people in the hall looked at Zheng Fa as if he were a dead person.

"In that case, tell me."

Yun Zhenxian took out the Xianjian Sword produced by Jiushan Realm, threw it in front of Zheng Fa, and said coldly: "Tell me, how did this sword become like this!"

"Tell me how it was my sect's spiritual vein that was blown up!"

"What went wrong with the Heaven and Earth God Array?"

In the words of Nishang Yuanjun, Yun Zhenxian was a person of relatively gentle temperament, but the anger in his tone at this moment made his voice sonorous, shaking the roof of the palace.

"Otherwise, you will die!"

A pressure from a true immortal enveloped the place.

Everyone was pale and trembling slightly.

"Disciple has nothing to say, I just want to enter Lihuo Peak."

"I want you to say it!"

Everyone in the hall was looking at Zheng Fa in the stormy sea.

"Disciple dare not say!"

The hall was extremely quiet for a moment.

Lian Yun Zhenxian was stunned for a moment, and his eyes changed slightly when he looked at Zheng Fa.

Not to mention the rest.

"Don't dare?" Yun Zhenxian was silent for a while, and suddenly spoke, "What do you mean by don't dare?"

"Disciple...I am afraid of offending Grandmaster Luo."

A more complete silence enveloped everyone.

"Be bold!"

Just now, the old man of the Nara tribe pointed at Zheng Fa and shouted, "Are you saying that it was the fault of the Holy Ancestor?"

"Disciples don't dare."

Don’t say no, just say I dare not.

Everyone knows that he is really daring.

Even the people of the Yun Clan who were watching on the sidelines were shocked, and started to talk among themselves without paying any attention to the presence of Immortal Yun.

The people of the Lu clan, especially those who had some relationship with Shi Nandang before, looked at Shi Nandang with fear, as if they saw a suicide truck.

With the strict hierarchical system of Hao Ri Mountain.

Considering Shi Nandang's status as a non-three-tribe person, it was extremely bold for him to accuse a direct descendant of the Luo clan.

What’s more, Zheng Fa’s words directly pointed to Master Luo, one of the three ancestors of Hao Ri!

Zheng Fa lowered his head, looking terrified, but his heart was calm.

This is the only chance that Senior Sister Zhang deduced for Shi Nandang:

Instead of proving your innocence, it is better to overturn the table.

To put it bluntly, Shi Nandang was previously the person in charge of refining the Xianjian Sword, so it is difficult for him to shirk responsibility - even if he did nothing wrong, the loss of Haori Mountain was so huge that it was a capital crime.

Therefore, there is no angle to defend innocence.

"What do you want to say?"

"Disciple has thought about it for a long time." Zheng Fa said the prepared lines, "Such a big problem has appeared in the Heaven and Earth God Array. It is impossible to transform into a spirit."

There is no mention of Luo Sanxian in this sentence, but every word is about Luo Sanxian.

What Zheng Fa said is very consistent with common sense:

The great array of gods and demons of heaven and earth, the trapped immortal sword, and even so many spiritual veins, could not be changed by a deity, and could even be destroyed.

Destruction is also a kind of ability.

"I originally thought that it was a hidden trick of Zheng Fa of the Hundred Immortals Alliance," Zheng Fa took a look at the Xianjian Sword and sighed, "But this refining method is the highest secret method of our Haori Mountain. If you don't practice the skills of our sect, it is impossible to achieve such results."

Yun Zhenxian looked at Zheng Fa quietly, and suddenly said, "You are so brave."

"I am willing to die, but I just want to get to the bottom of this. Otherwise, in the future..."

The people of the Luo clan could no longer hold back. Several of them took out their own spiritual treasures and attacked Zheng Fa.

boom!
Zheng Fa didn't move, but those people flew backwards and fell to the ground.

Yun Zhenxian put away his hand.

"Master Yun! He doesn't respect the Holy Ancestor!"

A member of the Luo tribe shouted.

"The crime of disrespect should be punished, but the disaster of Xianjian should be investigated thoroughly." Yun Zhenxian's eyes fell on Zheng Fa, and he spoke word by word, "Xianjian is a magic weapon of the True Immortal. No matter who it is, no one can escape the blame."

"Grandmaster Yun!"

The people of the Luo tribe shouted unwillingly.

Zheng Fa looked directly at Yun Zhenxian and saw that his eyes were cold, but he was saying words that vaguely defended himself.

He knew in his heart that Yun Zhenxian might not completely believe what he said, but he...

Willing to believe.

(End of this chapter)