Chapter 379 The Night the Comet Came
This was an endless expanse of silvery white land, with a knife-like wind and snow blowing across it. The tens of thousands of years of icebergs had been polished into extremely sharp edges by the wind and snow, and the moonlight was dispersed and turned into a hazy mess before it even landed on the ground.
An old blind man with messy hair stood on the top of the iceberg, looking into the distance with his empty eye sockets, as if waiting for something.
He was wearing a dirty, ragged coat that seemed to be leaking air everywhere. No one knew how he managed to survive in such a snowy and icy environment.
Anyway, judging from his appearance and attire, it would be really disappointing if he wasn't a beggar.
No one could have imagined that the Wooden King of the Yanyue Sect would be such a person.
Even he couldn't imagine it.
When the Wooden King was a child, he had only one simple ideal - he wanted to become the best carpenter in the world.
But his father disagreed.
Because at that time their family lived in the Sword-Forging City, which was mostly populated by blacksmiths. Blacksmiths could forge weapons and swords, while carpenters could only make furniture and farm tools.
Only blacksmiths have the possibility of becoming famous, while carpenters are at the bottom of the contempt chain.
When the Wooden King said he wanted to learn carpentry, his father put him on a bench and beat him for the whole morning.
But he didn't like ironwork, he thought it was not artistic. Working with wood was art.
So he wanted to do something to get his father to agree to let him learn carpentry.
The little Wooden King keenly discovered that his father and mother's beds always creaked at night, and every night after the noise, his father would always have dark circles under his eyes when he woke up the next day.
He felt that the bed was preventing his father from getting a good rest, so he started to repair the bed.
That night, the bed really stopped making noises.
As soon as my parents moved, the bed fell.
His father put him on the bench and beat him for the whole afternoon.
But there was no way, he insisted, and his temper was as stubborn as wood. Out of love for his son and also out of the expectation of having a second child, his father had to send him to a carpenter in the city.
Starting as an apprentice, then an apprentice, and finally a disciple...
He was getting a little impatient.
How come you are still a disciple after all this time?
So he asked his master when he could become a master, and the master said that he could become a master if he could carve a flying wooden bird. He knew that the master was making things difficult for him, because carving wooden birds was the most difficult part in the inheritance of carpentry.
But he thought, what's so great about a flying wooden bird?
I'll give you a whole flying wooden figure.
As a result, he actually made it, and his master knelt down to see him off.
This is certainly not just a simple carpentry craft. The spirit of cultivation is very strong in the Sword Forging City. The Woodman King is not only a genius in carpentry, but also a genius in cultivation.
He found that there was potential in combining supernatural powers with woodworking.
The Wooden King gradually became famous in the Sword-Forging City. Everyone knew that the wooden figures he made were so lifelike that they could do almost anything a living person could do.
The ladies and socialites in the city flocked to his shop.
Not long after, the still very young boy actually won the title of "Ghost Axe" in Sword Forge City for his woodworking skills, which was simply unprecedented.
At a banquet celebrating his acquisition of the Ghost Axe, he fell in love with the city lord's daughter, a beautiful girl.
But when he proposed to the city lord while drunk, the city lord rejected him without hesitation. Although he admired his talent, he still thought that his status was not worthy of his daughter.
He went to woo the city lord's daughter again.
The city lord's daughter's answer made him feel cold all over.
"I don't like you like this."
"I like handsome ones."
This sentence made him doubt his life.
Why couldn't everyone be like the wooden man and obey his orders? He began to plan a huge conspiracy.
He created a small wooden man that could possess a human body, and wanted to use this small wooden man to take over the upper echelons of the entire Sword Forging City, making everyone a puppet that had to be manipulated by him.
This plan is quite fantastic.
But the terrifying thing is, he almost succeeded.
Unfortunately, he failed in the end and was captured at the bottom of the stairs. The Lord of Sword Forging City felt that he was also responsible for his current situation and wanted to spare his life.
At the strong request of his subordinates, he abolished his cultivation. But he was still worried about his unique magical power of the wooden man, so he blinded his eyes and drove him out of the city.
He was almost completely disabled, with only a small wooden man left in his pocket.
At that time, the Wooden King made another terrible decision.
He let the wooden man take over his body.
Because only in this way can he regain his strength, his vision... something that will allow him to make a comeback.
But the risk is also huge, because he controls the wooden man. When the wooden man is implanted in his body, it will control him.
He manipulated the wooden man to manipulate him...
Fortunately, he succeeded in the end. The wooden man merged completely with his soul. Although the whole person seemed to have undergone some changes, he survived at least.
Later he joined the Yanyue Sect.
He has a dream.
He wants to turn all the people in the world into puppets controlled by him.
This crazy idea is perfect for a member of a cult.
In order to realize his dream, he began to accumulate strength and plot. Finally, with the help of the power of the magic soil, after a lot of twists and turns, he obtained the strongest body in the world, the Fuhuang Demon Body.
He almost wanted to abandon his own body and transplant this wooden man that was almost fused with his soul into the body of Fuhuang's demon.
Then Fuhuang Demon Body met the little Taoist priest.
grass.
Thinking of this, the Wooden King couldn't help but want to curse.
He didn't want to recall what happened afterwards.
Why is there such a handsome man in the world, who is invincible in both attack and defense? What went wrong? When he found out that Fuhuang's demon body was no match for the little Taoist priest.
He understood.
The Wooden King realized that he would never be able to defeat the young Taoist priest in a head-on confrontation.
He's too hard.
So he quickly thought of hijacking, and before the young Taoist priest came back, he easily hijacked the dandy boy.
Sure enough, his plan succeeded.
A smile appeared on the face of the Wooden King.
Here it comes.
In the distance, a figure flew towards them against the fierce gale. When it passed over the head, it dropped a brocade bag and left without stopping or dragging its feet.
In fact, the connection between the wooden figures is not close, and they have no feelings for the original body.
Anyway, all you have to do is follow orders.
The Wooden King caught the brocade bag, took out the Immortal Phoenix Gallbladder inside, held it in his hand, and felt a pure breath of power.
Is this... the immortal energy that has been accumulated for countless tens of thousands of years?
It really is the legendary object that fell from the immortal world.
The Wooden King was a little excited.
So what if he is a little Taoist priest? So what if he is Yu Huasheng? So what if he is Tong Wudi?
Now that the Immortal Phoenix Gallbladder is in my hands... then I am the person closest to becoming an immortal.
As long as I stay in seclusion in this place far away from the world, none of you will be able to find me, and no one can do anything to me.
Even if there is only one person who becomes an immortal in this world, that person can only be me.
The Wooden King wanted to laugh, but before he could laugh out loud, he suddenly felt a little strange, just a little strange.
There was a bell hanging on the outside of the brocade bag, but the bell did not ring.
"Huh?"
He picked up the bell keenly and found that there seemed to be something stuffed inside. He took it out and saw that it seemed to be a folded talisman.
What is this? When I opened it, I found it was the most basic line-following symbol.
Oh.
He sneered in his heart.
Did the little Taoist still dream of finding me in this way? He probably didn't expect that I had been on guard against him. In this extremely cold place thousands of miles away from Jiangnan, no matter how many talismans you drew, it would be impossible...
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What was that? The Wooden King looked up and seemed to see a comet streaking across the hazy sky.
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In Deyun Temple, Li Chu opened his eyes, stood up, looked at Wang Longqi, and patted him on the shoulder.
"I have already avenged you in advance."
"You're still okay, but you can rest in peace."
(End of this chapter)
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