Chapter 549: Daobing Tower, Wonderful Scene Reborn
Chapter 549: Daobing Tower, Wonderful Scenery Reborn (Two in One)
At the foot of Bafang Mountain, a stone tablet stands tall.
The eyes of many great masters converged on this forest of stone tablets, and finally converged on the "Li Yuan Monument".
The nineteenth level is compared to the ten thousandth level, the inferior is compared to the superior, the gap between them is so huge that all the grand masters at the foot of the mountain were silent.
In the more than one month since entering the temple, more than half of the people have tried to climb the mountain. The one who has climbed the highest so far is Shen Qisheng, who climbed the mountain with a life-threatening attitude.
Many people thought they were stronger than Shen Qishen, but looking at the mountain path that seemed to have no end in sight, they had almost no intention of climbing. They just sat quietly and felt the vitality surging in their bodies.
"Bone age, bone age! The life span of the Heyi realm is one thousand, so is a bone age of two hundred considered old?"
After a moment's silence, Shen Qisheng opened his eyes, and a look of unwillingness flashed across his old face. His injuries were not serious, but he had suffered a huge blow.
He tried his best, but stopped before twenty.
"Is this the reason why Bafang Temple cut off our lifespans?"
"We have come here uninvited. Perhaps this mountaineering trial was not prepared for us... It is better to go back, it is better to go back!"
"The door is behind you, why don't you go? Who can be willing to go into a mountain of treasures and come back empty-handed?"
A group of grand masters stood up and walked towards the stone tablet.
"Eight-way map."
Long Yingchan also stood up.
Over the past month, some people present climbed the mountain, while others explored the nearby mountains and forests, looking for other climbing routes, but apart from this mountain path, there was nowhere else to climb.
That invisible energy also existed outside the mountain path and was extremely powerful. Yan Tianxiong tried to impact it and was seriously injured and only woke up after half a month.
Woohoo~
A cold wind blows down the mountain.
"Brother Yan, did you gain anything?"
On the first few steps of the mountain path, Yan Tianxiong and two masters of the imperial court sat cross-legged, enduring the pressure of the Qi, and comprehending the Eight Directions Diagram.
Hearing the question, Yan Tianxiong collected his thoughts and shook his head:
"The divine patterns contained in this Eight Directions Diagram are too complex. Compared with them, Yan's divine realm is like a speck of dust compared to the boundless starry sky..."
"It's hard to comprehend. Hard, hard, hard!"
Yan Tianxiong retreated down the mountain path, the aura on his body dissipated, and a strong smell of sweat spread instantly, and the whole person looked like he had been fished out of the water.
The only two remaining masters on the scene also retreated with pale faces. One walked towards Emperor Qian and the other walked towards Wan Zhuliu. They let the two men point at their brows and comprehend what they had just seen and realized.
"Perhaps, as Brother Yuanqing said, this mountain climbing trial was not prepared for uninvited people like us..."
Yan Tianxiong sighed.
He was not the only one who had comprehended the Eight Directions Diagram, and he was not the only one who guessed that the Eight Directions Diagram was the second route to climb the mountain. But until now, no one had figured out anything.
"If Bafang Temple doesn't allow us to climb the mountain, then it won't leave a loophole for us to come in!"
Fang Sanyun disagreed. He thought that if they could come in, there must be a way to climb the mountain: "Perhaps, comprehending this map will be our chance to climb the mountain!"
"Disaster."
Yan Tianxiong just shook his head and sat aside to regulate his breathing.
"Mountain climbing road, eight directions map."
Long Yingchan glanced at his stone tablet, then turned to look at Emperor Qian who slowly opened his eyes: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
"I think what Master Fang said is correct."
Emperor Qian withdrew his finger and asked the master to go to the side to regulate his breathing. He slowly stood up and looked at the shadow of the ancient temple at the end of the mountain path. After a moment, he looked into the forest beside him.
There was a big black umbrella in the forest, and Huang Longzi was sitting cross-legged under it. When he noticed everyone's gaze, he stood up.
"Your Majesty is right."
Huang Longzi agreed very much: "No matter what the Bafang Temple is, since He allows us to enter the temple, it means that everyone of us has the opportunity to reach the top!"
He was very sure about this.
According to the records of the academy, Feng Qingcang, the leader of the Wuxian Sect, opened temples in all directions and gained amazing fortune. However, those who followed him into the temple also benefited from it. Some even claimed that they had gained more than Feng Qingcang.
Now, all of them are the most powerful people in Tianshiyuan, and are ranked at the top of the list of gods.
“The one who opens the temple is not the owner.”
A hoarse voice came, and the Thousand Eyes Master, wearing a cloak, spoke for the first time. He seemed to be scanning the people present, and seemed to be talking to himself:
"The founder of the temple may have the benefit of climbing directly to the top of the mountain, but so what? Leaving behind the majestic existence of the Eight Directions Temple, why would anyone care about bone age and talent?"
He slowly raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. The clouds and mist made it impossible to see if there was anyone on the top of the mountain:
"Now, he has reached the top of the mountain, but in the future, he may just be the forerunner of the king!"
"This old ghost..."
Long Yingchan's eyes darkened, and he glanced at Fang Sanyun from the corner of his eye. The latter sneered:
"Qianyan, you have been in the temple for more than a month and you have not explored the surroundings, climbed the mountain, or comprehended the Eight Directions Map... Fang is very curious, what are you waiting for?"
"For the king's vanguard? Are you talking about the temple founders, or us?"
"Ok?"
The Thousand-Eyed Master's cloak turned around, revealing a dense glow of red eyes underneath, but they soon fell silent.
Everyone present, including Wan Zhuliu, looked at him.
"It has been more than a month since I entered the temple. Why doesn't the Dharma Master go up the mountain?"
Wan Zhuliu asked indifferently.
The Thousand Eyes Dharma Master did not answer but asked, "Why didn't the prince climb the mountain?"
“Mountain climbing is not my path, so I don’t climb mountains.”
Wan Zhuliu answered.
"So do I."
The Thousand Eyes Dharma Master replied.
"These two people..."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Long Yingchan frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that both of them seemed to be hiding something. He looked at Taoist Yuanqing, who was also frowning.
"Everyone has their own agenda."
Not far away, Huang Longzi was standing with an umbrella. He felt cold in his heart and was too lazy to get involved. Suddenly, he frowned and looked back.
But he saw a streak of light falling in the distance, and the old turtle fairy came floating over, his small eyes as big as green beans rolling around, first looking at Ao Cang who was tied up on the side, and then looking at Wan Zhuliu:
"Want to go hiking?"
"Old beast!"
Seeing the old turtle reappear, Huang Longzi's eyes darkened. When he was about to jump up, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. It was Wan Zhuliu's gaze.
"Do you have any skills for climbing mountains?"
With a faint glance at Huang Longzi, Wan Zhuliu stood up, and the Thousand-Eyed Master took a half step back and did not stand in front of him.
This old turtle...
Long Yingchan and others looked at each other.
Over a month, this old turtle occasionally appeared around, but he was extremely alert and his speed was extremely fast, so before anyone could take action, he would have already escaped.
"Some guesses, maybe it's possible, maybe it's not possible."
Turtle Immortal grinned, not caring about Huang Longzi's intimidation, and just glanced at everyone:
"Would you like to listen?"
"tell me the story."
Emperor Qian said, "If it is useful, I will make the decision. No one in the temple will do anything to you."
"Can you make the decision?"
The old turtle narrowed his eyes.
"Your Majesty's words are an imperial decree. Anyone who disobeys will be put to death."
Wan Zhuliu stood up.
"Old Turtle believes you."
Seeing Huang Longzi's expression turn ugly, Turtle Immortal suddenly smiled more.
"Go ahead."
Everyone looked over.
"This mountain path is prepared for the temple founders. How can we, the uninvited guests who came here by borrowing the light, be qualified to walk on this path?"
The old turtle kept turning a few coins in his hand, smiling:
"I have also deeply experienced this point this month. The four major assessments of excellent, good, acceptable and poor are divided into three levels each. Your evaluations..."
"No need to talk nonsense."
Emperor Qian's eyes darkened, and the others' expressions also looked unhappy.
"This is no nonsense."
The old turtle tossed the coins in his hand and said, "It took me more than a month to calculate the divination. What does the divination say? Generally speaking, only those who are judged as acceptable will be qualified to enter the temple.
In other words, you are all inferior. "
"enough!"
Emperor Qian's face darkened.
"…Then I'll make it short."
Seeing that everyone's eyes were becoming dangerous, Turtle Immortal coughed lightly:
"What I mean is that we have to take the right path, but this Bafang Temple may not only have one path. If the right path is blocked, there are naturally other paths to take."
He paused for a moment and added:
"I have heard you mention the Eight Directions Map many times. Although I have not seen it with my own eyes, if it is related to this righteous path, then it must be a dead end!"
What Turtle Immortal said was very vague. The main point was that this group of people had been trapped at the foot of the mountain for more than a month and they all had great resentment.
But who among those present didn't know what he meant?
They are not qualified to take this path at all!
"What if I force my way out?"
Under the black cloak, the Thousand-Eyed Master's voice was hoarse.
"Strong walk?"
The old turtle looked at him intently, then looked away as if he was stung by pain. He turned the jade coin in his hand:
"The hexagram shows that this road is a blessing for the temple founder, but it is an abyss for us... There may be other ways, but I can't figure it out."
When he said the last sentence, Turtle Immortal hesitated for a moment. It was not that he had not figured it out, but that there was no point in saying it out loud.
The person who was reborn from the miracle fell into the hands of that God Palace-level villain, and it is likely that he will never be able to be taken back...
"go on."
Emperor Qian squeezed the golden bell in his palm, and the others remained indifferent.
A month ago, they might have refuted it, but now...
"It still needs to be considered."
The old turtle was very direct, his eyes wandering around everyone:
"I have a ritual that may help me figure out the wrong path, but I need your help."
"Sacrifice?"
"What kind of sacrifice?"
Emperor Qian glanced at Huang Longzi, who also had a frown on his face.
"This sacrifice is inherited from my ancestors, and it is not convenient for outsiders to talk about it."
The old turtle just shook his head:
"If you believe me, release Ao Cang. If you don't, I will leave now. You can try to see if you can get through this dead end!"
quiet!
Hearing his words, everyone present frowned and remained silent.
After a moment, Emperor Qian spoke again:
"How can I help you?"
"The essence of sacrifice lies in incense."
There was a strange flash in the eyes of Old Turtle Immortal. The incense sticks in the hands of these people were not a small amount.
"You want incense again?"
Emperor Qian's face twitched. He had spent most of the great fortune accumulated over a thousand years in just two years. At this moment, he felt a pain in his flesh when the incense was mentioned.
He glanced at Wan Zhuliu, who pressed his eyebrows and nodded:
"Your Majesty, it is your decision."
……
hum~
A streak of light flickered, and ripples appeared in the air below the Bafang Mountain.
A moment later, three figures fell into the temple.
"Banfang Temple!" Qin Yun looked around without even a trace of trance. There was no one at the foot of the mountain, only a few stone tablets. The mountain path led straight to the top of the mountain. An ancient temple could be seen among the clouds and mist.
"What about people?"
Qin Yun frowned slightly. There was no human figure within a hundred miles, only a few bonfires that had been extinguished not long ago.
"Is this the Bafang Temple?"
After a moment of trance, Qin Shixian came back to his senses and looked around this cave.
Chi Lian fainted immediately. Without the protection of the divine spirit, she could not bear the trance of entering the temple.
"The campfire is still warm, and people can only walk for half a day at most."
Qin Shixian searched around and her sight was soon attracted by the stone tablets. Her eyes suddenly trembled:
"The Cloud Demon Clan?!"
Qin Yun walked over slowly.
【Yun Qian Monument】
[Bloodline: Cloud Demon]
[Realm: Unity Realm (already killed)]
[Talent and Potential: Unrivaled (Part 1)]
[Divine Potential: Upper Middle]
[Spiritual Aspect Potential: Heavenly Rank]
[Climbing the mountain to the first level, but still not understanding the "Eight Directions Map"]
[Has entered the Taoist Soldier Tower… the first floor]
At the foot of the mountain, there are many stone tablets.
Qin Yun indifferently scanned the stone tablets one by one, and his sight fell on the last line, which had a faint glow: "Daobing Tower..."
“Yun Mo, this Wan Zhuliu is not a human?! This Yun, Yun Qian, could it be Emperor Qian?!”
Qin Shixian was extremely shocked. She scanned all the stone tablets and became more and more horrified. "Could this be the Pang family, could this be..."
"Their last name is Yun."
Qin Yun frowned and corrected.
Compared to Qin Shixian's shock, he didn't care. He just stretched out his hand to grab in the air and then pressed his forehead.
hum~
In an instant, all kinds of lights and shadows flowed before his eyes like a tide, reflecting what had happened at the foot of the mountain over the past month.
He saw fifteen people entering the temple, saw the turtles rushing in, and saw them trying to climb the mountain...
Seeing the old turtle offering sacrifices, everyone touched the stone tablet and disappeared on the spot, and the Thousand-Eyed Master clashed with everyone and refused to climb the mountain, and was forced into the forest by Wan Zhuliu...
Finally, Emperor Qian and Wan Zhuliu looked at each other, climbed one step up the mountain, returned, touched the two newly raised stone tablets, and disappeared on the spot.
"Bone age... can't we take the right path?"
Ignoring Qin Shixian's face full of doubt, Qin Yun thought for a moment and slowly walked towards the mountain path.
……
……
Huhu~
Before dawn the next day, a heavy snow fell in the Longhu Mountains, with howling north winds and flying snowflakes.
“It’s snowing so heavily.”
In a small courtyard at the main peak of Longmen, Qi Benchu pushed the door open and walked out. The snow in the courtyard was more than a foot deep. A big man with very white skin was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard.
The big man had a strong physique. Even though his divine state and spiritual appearance were sealed, the blood and energy that naturally emanated from his body was enough to melt the snowflakes that fell on his body.
"senior."
Qi Benchu bowed and saluted, but didn't care when he didn't get a response. He just walked to the yard and started standing and practicing boxing. He was calm and didn't feel any remorse for being a prisoner.
I am just a little worried about my master...
"Is that purple-robed villain still chasing Master?"
Qi Benchu lowered his waist and sat on his hips, but his mind was a little scattered, thinking back to the bizarre encounters of the past two years.
A broken sword picked up on the roadside, a master met on the roadside, hair shaved and marrow cleansed, dragon blood bathed, divine skills acquired, blood transfusion completed... and then he fell into the hands of the enemy and was imprisoned in the Dragon and Tiger Temple.
"call!"
After a moment, Qi Benchu slowly stopped. He was calculating the time. This was the time for Longhu Temple to deliver food.
Sure enough, just as he stopped, footsteps were heard outside the door. Soon the door was pushed open, but the person who came out was not the little monk before, but a young man in Taoist robes.
'Good Taoist priest!'
Qi Benchu praised in his heart that this Taoist's food looked very good.
He was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, a red belt around his waist, and black-soled cloud boots. Although he was not handsome, he had a sense of being detached from the world.
"Taoist Master."
Qi Benchu bowed and took the food box handed to him by the Taoist, but he didn't pull it. When he looked up, he saw the Taoist looking at him in a daze, and that look made him feel a chill on his back.
"Taoist priest?"
Qi Benchu couldn't help but speak, his scalp felt numb.
"Your last name is Qi?"
Li Yuan came back to his senses, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, one could even say shock.
Before coming to this courtyard, he already knew that this person was the one who appeared in Listening to the Sound of Music several times and was accepted as a disciple by the Spirit Turtle Carrying the Temple. It was very likely that he was the "reincarnation of the wonder" of the Eight Directions Temple.
But the moment he pushed the door open, he was still surprised. He saw an extremely restrained weapon light, a dark light!
【Xuanmen Tongtian Sword (Level 11)】
[…Xuanchan Academy’s ‘Tiangong Xuanyi’, a top-grade spiritual sword forged with a broken star remnant as its core and various rare treasures as its supplement…It was later shattered in the Netherworld, leaving only the hilt…]
[This sword was once the sword of a stunning sword immortal, but unfortunately it was shattered in the mysterious world...]
[Control conditions: Xuantian Sword Classic Sixth Level, Natural Spirit Sword Form]
[Control Effect: Eleventh Level (Xuan): Cut Luck
Level 10 (Purple): Protect the Master]
Eleventh-order divine sword!
Li Yuan's eyelids trembled, and suddenly, he remembered Ling Yin.
"A young man in Jiangzhou found a broken sword from outer space on the roadside..."
Can you pick up an eleventh-level divine sword on the roadside? !
It was probably because Master Li Dao had seen a lot of good things, otherwise he would have lost his composure. He calmed himself down and loosened his hand that was tightly holding the food box.
"Thank you, Taoist Master."
After receiving the food box, Qi Benchu breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the White Elephant King sitting cross-legged in the snow, hesitated and asked, "Excuse me, Master, when can we leave the Dragon and Tiger Temple?"
"do not know."
Li Yuan collected his thoughts and looked at the White Elephant King, whose body was also flashing with the light of a weapon.
【White Meteorite Armor (Level 7)】
【Chaos Hammer (Level 7)】
Both of these magical weapons are good, especially the hand hammer, which is quasi-eighth-level, but it is nothing compared to the broken sword on Qi Benchu's body.
"That old man Qin is really wasteful. He captured the people but didn't even take off the magic weapons."
Li Yuan secretly complained in his heart.
Not only these two people, Qin Yun also did not touch the things on Chi Lian's body. If it were him, that would be absolutely impossible.
How can one not collect spoils of war?
"Junior understands."
Qi Benchu's eyes dimmed, but he still bowed and thanked him. Then he walked towards the White Elephant King with the food box: "Senior, it's time to eat."
"roll!"
The White Elephant King didn't even open his eyes.
"okay."
Qi Benchu turned around and went back to the house without even stumbling, without even asking a second time, and without caring that Li Yuan was outside, he opened the food box and started to wolf it down.
"The person who was reborn from a strange scene..."
Li Yuan narrowed his eyes. He didn't know whether the person in front of him was the reincarnation of a strange sight.
What is certain is that the Taoist named Qi in the God-Seeing Sacrifice will travel around the world fifty years later, trying to stop the person who "committed crime" himself.
He stared at it for a long time but could not see anything unusual until he changed his palm and gained the palm of various bone ornaments.
hum~
Li Yuan only felt a slight chill between his brows, and the next moment, the light and shadows around him changed.
The small courtyard in front of him had lost its appearance in his eyes and was as dark as the void. But at this moment, there was a flickering light in the void, and two groups of light formed by the interweaving of divine patterns flickered unsteadily.
One of them came from a big man at the side. The divine patterns he reflected showed a desolate land with a giant elephant stamping its feet and roaring in it.
And the other...
Li Yuan looked at Qi Benchu and was quite shocked.
These days, his understanding of the wonder divine patterns has deepened a lot.
Picking wonders means picking the divine patterns in the world. After the divine patterns are tempered through the combination of spiritual phases, they become the divine realm. This is the beginning for martial artists to touch the power of heaven and earth.
Normally, martial artists who enter the Dao must go through a long period of "picking" before they can forge their own divine realm.
This kid...
Li Yuan concentrated highly and could vaguely see a ball of light shrouded in mist. The divine patterns were intertwined and combined, forming not one but two balls of light.
A broken sword was stuck in front of the door of an ancient temple.
And the style of the ancient temple...
"Eight-way Temple!"
Li Yuan took a step back and exited this state. He wiped the sore corners of his eyes, and blood actually seeped out.
"What's the principle?"
After closing the door, Li Yuan turned around and left. Standing in the snow, his brows were furrowed, and the ancient temple he had just seen kept appearing before his eyes.
The ancient temple formed by the divine patterns just now was almost no different from the Eight Directions Temple he had seen, at least he couldn't see it.
"It can't be the reincarnation of Bafang Temple, right?"
Li Yuan was filled with doubt and uncertainty. He put his hand on his waist, woke up the little female dragon, and asked her about the miracle of reincarnation.
"Where did you hear that?"
The little female dragon, who was originally somewhat dissatisfied with being awakened, was also surprised after hearing the question. She was not surprised that the strange sight was reincarnated as a human, but where did this native boy hear it from?
"You, you have a general knowledge ball?"
The mirage dragon's belt rose into the air like a small snake, circling around Li Yuan. The little female dragon had long been suspicious because this kid would ask questions from time to time that were not something a native of this world could ask.
"I asked you."
Li Yuan didn't tolerate her and grabbed her and wrapped her around his waist.
"I don't know much about the reincarnation of strange things..."
The little female dragon dared not speak but could only snort:
"Rumors about the reincarnation of a strange scene are not uncommon in Tianshiyuan and the Sanyuan Realm. From time to time, there are rumors that someone is the reincarnation of a strange scene, but it is unknown whether it is true or not."
The little dragoness didn't know much, it was all hearsay. It was said that:
"It is said that there are strong people who can capture the divine patterns contained in the wonders of heaven and earth, and use secret methods to inject them into the bodies of unborn babies in the tribe to create future generations..."
"Is this okay?"
Li Yuan was stunned.
"However, this is acquired. Legends also say that there are innate things, such as stepping on footprints, giving birth in a dream, and giving birth in a daycare center..."
The little female dragon told a lot of legends in one breath, but she personally tended to believe that it was a means for the strong to seize the fortune of heaven and earth and use it to create future generations.
"so……"
Li Yuan frowned slightly. Was Qi Benchu born with this talent or was he created later?
"It should be the former, but if it is the latter, who has the ability to do it?"
Li Yuan's heart sank slightly as he thought of the old ghost hiding in Wanzhuliu's fluid.
(End of this chapter)