Chapter 402 Retribution
If we talk about someone in the mythological era whose name is remembered by everyone in the world, there must be the number one person in the world on Mount Zhongnan.
Since the earliest times, his name has been ranked as the number one person in the world.
From the era of becoming gods to the present mythological era, in every era, countless geniuses have descended and powerful men from ancient times have been born.
No matter whether it is gods or demons, or monsters in mythology, no one has ever been able to shake that person's position.
The one who suppresses everyone in the world has always been sitting in the supreme position that no one can shake.
Whether it is Huang Shiren, Li Xiao, Su Xi or Wang Cheng, they are all familiar with this name.
After all, now in the entire world, everyone knows that the biggest thing in the entire world of extraordinary people is that the so-called gods are fighting fiercely in the West, or that the ocean has been occupied by terrifying demons.
Instead, the world's number one in Mount Zhongnan came down the mountain.
When one person moves, the whole world is shocked.
What a powerful force this is.
Su Xi had thought that this gentleman was a real big shot in the world of extraordinary people, but he had never thought that this gentleman would be the number one person in the world who walked down from Mount Zhongnan.
Only then did Su Xi begin to understand what opportunity he had gained in that remote town.
That is an opportunity that countless extraordinary people desire.
When the number one man in the world on Mount Zhongnan came down from the mountain, many famous sects sent disciples down the mountain. Wasn't it just because they wanted to get some opportunities from him?
Su Xi felt that his mind was completely in a mess, as if he had hit lucky.
Huang Shiren and the other two were also completely stunned.
They never thought that they would meet the number one man in the world in this strange underground cemetery.
After all, the probability of that person coming down the mountain to the western desert is too small.
It's so insignificant that people completely ignore this possibility.
What's more, they were still in a cemetery.
However, the moment they came to their senses, Huang Shiren and others were filled with excitement, because they knew what it meant to meet the number one man in the world.
All of them don't have to die.
Huang Shiren knew that his life was saved.
This feeling of surviving a disaster made him couldn't help but feel excited.
The withered and decaying tomb owner, wearing a linen shirt, looked at Wen Zhengming in disbelief and asked, "Are you the one who left the Yellow Spring Flower?"
His tone was full of disbelief, as if it was incredible that the person who left the Yellow Spring Flower found him.
Su Xi came back to his senses after hearing this. He looked at the tall and straight Wen Zhengming and said:
"Did the Yellow Spring Flower come from you, sir?"
In Su Xi's opinion, this was indeed a bit strange, because there was no need for the number one man in the world to leave behind the Yellow Spring Flower.
After all, the Yellow Spring Flower can create the living dead, but the living dead are not tolerated in this world.
Wen Zhengming looked at the tomb owner calmly and said without turning his head:
"Legend has it that the Yellow Spring Flower only appears in the underworld and the extremely dark places in the human world, but in reality that is not the case. It only appears in the underworld. The reason it appears in the human world is because I brought it here."
"So its quantity is extremely rare, because in this world, it is a consumable and has always been a consumable."
"So, the tomb owner was really generous to you just now."
Generous?
Su Xi smiled bitterly.
He felt that the tomb owner was just about to point a gun at his head and force him to eat the Yellow Spring Flower.
"How do you prove that it was you who left the Yellow Spring Flower?"
The tomb owner's body, which was so skinny that even the white bones were exposed, seemed to be trembling slightly at this moment.
Wen Zhengming said calmly: "You found the Yellow Spring Flower in an empty cemetery in Chang'an. I remember I left an inscription on the tombstone at that time."
The tomb owner's dry face became solemn.
He had never heard of the name "Wen Zhengming", but he had actually seen the stone tablet and knew how powerful the person who left the tombstone was.
Being able to walk freely between the underworld and the world of the living is something that no one has ever been able to do since ancient times.
Even if Emperor Yin could dominate the underworld, he could not force his way into the world of the living from the underworld. However, the person who left the inscription brought the Yellow Spring Flower out of the underworld.
The owner of the tomb still remembered what was said on the inscription. The person who left the inscription originally only brought some Yellow Spring Flowers to make elixirs, but eventually found that he brought too many Yellow Spring Flowers, so he left some of them behind.
In the end, the tomb owner ate the Yellow Spring Flower left by the man in order to achieve immortality. Although he gained immortality, he will always be rejected by the secular world.
"Really... you left it?"
There was a hint of awe in that hoarse voice.
He had to be in awe, because the owner of the tomb vaguely remembered that it said on the back of the tombstone that if he used this Yellow Spring Flower for evil, he would be dealt with.
And now that the person who left that tombstone has appeared, does he still have a chance to survive?
The tomb owner had no confidence at all.
Wen Zhengming said calmly: "I originally left these things for future generations to study, but the researchers did not take much away, and in the end all the remaining Huangquan flowers were left in your hands."
At this point, Wen Zhengming looked up at the tomb owner and asked, "How is it? Is this the feeling of being unable to live and unable to die?"
The tomb owner's face, which was now only covered with a layer of human skin, showed a look of pain.
“I originally thought that eternal life would be blissful, but when I truly experienced eternal life and was not tolerated by the secular world, I realized what kind of torment immortality really is.”
At this point, the tomb owner's expression gradually became agitated, and he roared:
"But I have no other choice. My qualifications for cultivation make me unqualified to cross that barrier forever. How desperate am I?"
"I haven't done anything wrong, but I don't have the qualifications to practice Taoism. What can I do?"
"The only choice I have is to either die or eat the Yellow Spring Flower, unable to live or die, and become an immortal monster."
The tomb owner's voice gradually became crazy, and he said hysterically: "I choose to become a monster, because even if I become a monster, I am still alive."
“Only the living are qualified to comment on the dead.”
"Only living people can do whatever they want. Dead people are not qualified to comment. Even if you are an ancient emperor, what good is that? After death, you will still be judged by future generations."
"So... I want to live, even if this way of living is painful. But even if it is painful, I am still alive. As long as I am alive, what does the pain matter?"
Everyone was stunned by the crazy roar.
Even Huang Shiren had to admit that the owner of the tomb was a strange man.
A man who would do anything to stay alive.
Wen Zhengming listened to the tomb owner's words calmly, but did not make any comments. He just asked another question:
"After becoming a living dead, didn't you find that you could practice Taoism?"
The tomb owner's crazy look gradually subsided. After hearing this, he slowly said:
"Yes, after becoming a living dead, I did find that I could practice Taoism."
"But isn't this normal?"
"I've paid such a huge price, isn't this what I should do?"
Wen Zhengming shook his head slowly and said:
"Have you ever thought that if you remove the part that turns people into the living dead, then it wouldn't be a magic medicine that turns mortals into ascetics?"
The tomb owner was stunned when he heard this.
He seemed to have suddenly discovered something that he had ignored for thousands of years.
Wen Zhengming ignored him and said calmly: "This is why I left the Yellow Spring Flower. It is a medicine that can transform a person from an ordinary person into a cultivator."
At this point, Wen Zhengming glanced at the tomb owner and said, "Eating it directly would be a disservice to it."
It was only at this time that the tomb owner seemed to slowly come to his senses. He asked in a hoarse voice:
"What if this is a drug?"
"So what about the recipe?"
"Why didn't you leave the recipe?"
"Why should I keep the recipe?"
Wen Zhengming shook his head and said, "This thing itself is a rare medicinal material, and it seems that what I left behind was not just this. This is only a part of it, but you treat it as the most important thing."
"Because you found the empty tomb just to find the Yellow Spring Flower, right?"
The tomb owner was stunned again. He had been trapped in the underground palace for thousands of years, and it seemed that he had never been stunned so many times.
It was not until half a day later that the tomb owner slowly said:
"You know everything."
Wen Zhengming admitted it directly. He nodded and said:
"Yes, I know everything. You had a chance at the beginning. If you had not killed all those who entered the empty tomb with you, you would have become a monk, but you were greedy."
"You think that you are the only immortal person."
"The world is fair. You were greedy, so you have been trapped in this underground palace for more than a thousand years. This is retribution."
Huang Shiren and others were also stunned, but they understood it now.
When the Yellow Spring Flower was discovered, the owner of the tomb had the opportunity to become a transcendental being and pursue eternal life in an upright manner.
But because of his greed, he killed those who were capable of studying the elixir recipe.
Therefore, the tomb owner had only one way left, which was to become a monster who could neither live nor die.
Huang Shiren and others looked at the tomb owner with a bit of pity in their eyes. If they didn't know, the reality would not be so cruel.
But if you knew what you missed at that time, it would be too cruel.
The tomb owner was stunned for a long time before he slowly came to his senses and muttered to himself:
"Retribution?"
“So it’s all retribution?”
"So what are you doing here?"
"Kill me?"
The tomb owner stared at Wen Zhengming with his empty eyes.
He was afraid.
If it weren't for fear, you wouldn't become a living dead.
This fear of death is engraved in his bones, so he is so excited.
To be honest, although he has lived alone in this dark place for so many years, he does not actually regret eating the Yellow Spring Flower.
To him, death is the most terrifying thing.
Wen Zhengming said calmly: "I can give you a choice."
“I choose to live.”
Without waiting for Wen Zhengming to speak, the tomb owner spoke without the slightest hesitation.
There seemed to be no hesitation at all.
"Okay, then I will erase your cultivation of the past thousand years."
Wen Zhengming glanced at the tomb owner, then gently raised his hand and pressed into the air.
The dry and rotten tomb owner seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer at this moment, and he fell back onto his throne.
The extremely cold atmosphere seemed to dissipate a lot in this instant.
The gazes of those strange beings gradually moved from Huang Shiren and others to the tomb owner.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the underground palace seemed to become extremely strange.
"Let's go!"
Wen Zhengming did not look back at the tomb owner. He just reached out to take the Yellow Spring Flower that was left behind, then turned and walked back to the corridor he came from.
Su Xi hurriedly followed, and Huang Shiren and others also followed immediately.
They didn't want to stay here anyway.
Especially when staying with the tomb owner and countless strange creatures.
Just after everyone walked into the corridor, countless strange creatures soared into the sky and rushed towards the tomb owner.
"You can't do this to me!"
"I am your master, and you are just my works of art. How could you do this to me?"
"Let go, let go, don't bite me!"
………
In the corridor, roaring sounds continued to be heard from behind everyone, and that sound was like someone was experiencing endless torment.
It also sounded like countless evil spirits were biting the owner of that sound.
"This is?"
Su Xi asked subconsciously.
He hadn't expected a response.
But Wen Zhengming took the initiative to speak:
"The living dead will never really die, they are immortal. Unless you reach the realm of the Heavenly Lord, you cannot destroy a living dead."
"But after he lost his cultivation, those strange beings escaped his control."
After saying this, Wen Zhengming said no more, but just walked away into the distance.
The four people behind him paused, and finally Huang Shiren slowly uttered four words:
"Ten Thousand Ghost Devourers."
No one could imagine how cruel this torture was, but if the tomb owner had treated those strange creatures in the same way before.
No one could tell whether this was right or wrong.
Finally, Li Xiao slowly said:
"This is probably the retribution for turning those people into this!"
As he said this, he strode to catch up with Wen Zhengming's pace, and seeing this, the others followed suit.
They returned along the same route, and by the time they reached the top of the pit, dawn had already broken.
The golden sunlight shines on the earth, dividing the world into light and darkness, yin and yang.
Wen Zhengming looked at the rising sun in the distance and asked calmly:
"Do you still want to become a transcendent now?"
Su Xi knew that this person was talking to him. He looked at the golden morning sun and said firmly:
"think!"
"That's perfect. Now that we have the medicine, it's time for you to become a transcendent."
(End of this chapter)
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