Chapter 442 The Only Chance
At the foot of Mount Tai, dew stained the grass and trees, and the chill in the early morning gave people a comfortable feeling.
Mosca, dressed in a magic robe, took a wooden stick and stirred the remnants of the extinguished fire to ensure that the wood burned fully and would not continue to burn after he left.
Su Xi didn't know when she woke up. They stayed in Mount Tai for a day yesterday.
The reason why he stayed in Mount Tai for a day was because Mosca found out that war would not break out again on Mount Tai within at least three days, otherwise he would probably leave now.
After all, Mosca didn't want to get involved in something that could make Su Xi vomit blood during the calculation process.
If you encounter this kind of thing, you will most likely die.
Mosca could almost imagine that if he got involved in something so-called "related to the number one person in the world", he would inevitably be in great danger.
Only Mosca and his group who followed that person to the other side of the starry sky knew how powerful that person was. That power was far beyond that of everyone in this world.
Even Mosca always felt that if the world's number one man in black took action, he could kill everyone in the world in an instant.
The morning breeze was very cool. Su Xi sat on a green stone and said thoughtfully:
"Didn't you say that a war was about to break out on Mount Tai? Then why should we stay here? I feel that you are always very cautious."
Naturally, the only person Su Xi was talking to now was Mosca. Yesterday, Mosca stopped a group of people at the foot of Mount Tai and got the news about what happened on Mount Tai.
It will be the battlefield of a great war in the future, and three days later, it may be a disaster that destroys the world.
But under such circumstances, Mosca did not leave. This behavior was beyond Su Xi's understanding of this person.
In Su Xi's opinion, Mosca has always been a very cautious person. This may be related to Mosca's experience. Su Xi is not sure what his teacher has experienced.
But his teacher was indeed a man of extreme caution.
Mosca put down the stick in his hand, stood up and looked at Taishan and said:
"Because I want to see the bronze gate. The road leading to the Great Wilderness marks the beginning of this world's entry into the mythological era. As a person in this world, I guess everyone is curious about it."
"But I can only take a look. I know very well that this war is not something I can touch. You should also know that your calculations will only cause you to vomit blood when they touch upon extremely powerful beings."
"I know."
Su Xi smiled bitterly and said that when he vomited blood, he had already guessed that this matter might be complicated.
However, Su Xi knew less than Mosca. After all, he didn't know how powerful the so-called "number one man in the world" was.
Therefore, Su Xi still had no idea why he vomited blood.
Of course, Mosca didn't mean to point it out. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing. And if the information about the number one person in the world is leaked, what if it harms the number one person in the world?
"Just to take a look? Those powerful beings in the Great Wilderness are about to invade. As a human being, shouldn't you think of a way out?" Su Xi continued.
Mosca shook his head, stretched out his hand and gently flipped the ashes that had been burned out on the ground directly into the earth.
"There is no other way. If the link between heaven and earth is not opened now, then we will have to wait for thousands of years and eventually have the chance to face this catastrophe. But now it is too sudden. Our generation has not yet grown to the point where we can fight against the Great Wilderness."
"Is there no way?"
Su Xi opened his mouth and took a long time to ask this question.
No one wants the world to be destroyed, but everyone here seems to be in despair at this moment.
The Ming army formation gave the enemy enough deterrence, but it was just a deterrent. The other side had made it very clear that the attack would continue.
All the Ming army could fight for was an opportunity for communication, just like when you are hunting. If it is a rabbit, then there will be no hesitation in pulling the trigger of the shotgun, but if it is a tiger, then the hunter may appreciate its beauty before shooting.
Mosca glanced at Su Xi, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said:
"Of course there are so-called opportunities, but it all depends on whether the person is willing to take action."
"You mean that one?"
Su Xi's eyes lit up. He knew who his teacher was talking about. Only that person could make his teacher speak in such a cautious tone.
Mosca was silent for a moment, his ink-black magic robe fluttering in the wind, while the magic flower on his body still bloomed with intoxicating colors.
"Only him."
At least in Mosca's opinion, the only person in the world who can and is willing to solve this kind of problem is that person.
But will the other party really take action?
Mosca didn't know that the person was like a lake, and it was impossible to see what was hidden beneath the water.
Mosca often has a feeling that he doesn't care about anything in this world.
It was a terrible feeling, but it was indeed how Mosca felt.
"Then let's go find that person."
Su Xi's voice is clear and clean.
"ah?"
Mosca was absent-minded for a rare time, and he could hardly remember the last time he was absent-minded.
"To find that person?"
Mosca turned his head and looked at Su Xi with his eyes narrowed.
Mosca was actually very afraid of seeing that person, because he felt that when he saw that person, all his secrets seemed to be in front of that person's eyes, without any cover.
………
"when!"
The sound of the ancient bells in the temples of Shuntian Prefecture has an indescribable sense of clarity and remoteness.
Daoyi returned here again this time, and the moss was still that dark green color with a moist scent.
According to the information Daoyi obtained before coming here, the National Master met with people from various sects yesterday, and during the process, three abbots of the Buddhist sect were beaten out.
Although the national teacher has been a monk for a long time, the murderousness and tyranny in his bones have not diminished in the slightest. Instead, it feels like it is getting more and more intense.
Just like the sound of the bell at this moment, it was not promoting the Buddha nature at all, but suppressing the murderous intent in the heart of the national teacher.
"National Master!"
When Daoyi came to his senses, he had already walked in front of the black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao. Yao Guangxiao was still wearing a black cassock, with his eyes closed, and constantly beating the wooden fish in his hand.
Next to the black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao, Yuan Keyong sat cross-legged and opened his eyes the moment Daoyi opened his mouth.
This temple is a quiet place. There is almost no one else except the monk in black, and Yuan Keyong's spirit is imprisoned inside by this monk in black.
This meant that Yuan Keyong had no way of getting any information from the outside world. He had only one channel to get this information, which was to learn about the outside world through those who came here to communicate with the black-robed monk.
According to the information Yuan Keyong has learned, the current situation outside is not right, or even extremely wrong.
The passage between heaven and earth was completely opened, and a bronze door appeared on Mount Tai, as if returning to the legendary era when Mount Tai connected to the thirty-three heavens above and the nine netherworlds below.
But this is not a good thing. The opening of this passage between heaven and earth may be a disaster just as Yuan Keyong said.
"You don't have to be so respectful. Didn't you see him throwing those monks out a few days ago? He was really overbearing."
Yuan Keyong's voice was cold and seemed to be without any emotion.
"Monks have never said they are good people. They never even show respect to the Buddha. To be honest, monks wear robes but they are not Buddhists. Otherwise, they would not have slayed the dragon. Your sarcasm is meaningless."
The black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao's voice was very soft. Although it carried murderous intent, one could still clearly hear the indifference and nonchalance in it.
The black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao slowly opened his eyes, and a terrifying murderous aura surged in the Zen temple.
Even Yuan Keyong couldn't help but tremble in his heart. This Ming Dynasty imperial master had become stronger again in just a few days.
This kind of strengthening is almost visible to the naked eye, which is why Yuan Keyong has no hope of defeating this monk and getting out of here.
"Well, you must have something to tell me if you came here."
The black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao put down the wooden fish in his hand, turned around and looked at Daoyi.
At this time, Yuan Keyong also looked at Daoyi with a smile on his face.
"It seems I'm about to get some new information."
Daoyi nodded and then recounted everything he had seen on Mount Tai, including all the details, such as the details of the interrogation of the Xingtian clan and the effects of the Ming army formation.
Daoyi spoke for a long time, and occasionally the black-robed monk would ask a few questions, but most of the time the Ming Dynasty's imperial master remained incredibly calm, even when facing a war across the wilderness.
"I once said that Tianditong should not be opened."
The first person to speak was not the black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao, but Yuan Keyong. The anger in his eyes was almost visible, and his attitude towards Tiandi Tong had never changed.
The will of the Fengtian clan is almost made of steel.
"The monk also said that you have no way to convince me, so don't waste your energy."
The response of the black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao is always so calm and composed. Of course, if it were not for the terrifying murderous intent, it would be more convincing.
However, the black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao did not seem to care about these things. He quickly turned his gaze to Daoyi and said with a nostalgic look:
"Are you from the Xingtian tribe?"
"This is the most warlike clan. They even dared to challenge the Human Emperor. It was because of this that the Xingtian clan fell into desolation and had to run to the edge of the Great Wilderness to guard the First Heaven. However, they did not expect that they would become the vanguard of the invasion of the human world."
The black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao was recalling something, as if he had once seen the fierce man waving a weapon at the Human Emperor in those distant years.
This made Daoyi a little unsure. He felt that today's national teacher seemed different from the past, but Daoyi couldn't tell exactly what the difference was.
"But it doesn't matter. No matter who it is, as long as he draws his sword against the human world, then give him the war he wants."
"You didn't come here expecting me to surrender and stop the war, did you?"
The black-robed monk spoke in the tone of an elder, speaking in a joking manner, but no one dared to ignore his determination.
This monk had experienced too many wars. He saw the war eight hundred years ago almost from beginning to end, and then he launched his own dragon-slaying war.
No one would doubt his power and tyranny; this monk has always been that way and he has never concealed anything.
It was just like when he saw Liu Bowen that year, he was ready to defeat this man, even at the cost of slaying a dragon as proof.
Daoyi naturally would not question it, but he was deeply worried.
"But this war may have a wide impact. After the advent of the mythological era, many countries have disappeared from the world, just like paper eroded by time, disappearing quickly in the years."
Daoyi had experienced the war eight hundred years ago, and he knew what a war far beyond that level would cause. It would be an unprecedented disaster.
"The human world at this moment is no longer the human world of eight hundred years ago. This is a very unique period of time. During this period of time, the power of the human world is, to some extent, greater than that of the Great Wilderness."
The black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao ignored the changes in the man's expression and seemed to be explaining a fact calmly.
"At least without the support of the Heavenly Venerable, it would be hard for the Great Wilderness to compete with the Human World."
Daoyi raised his head and looked at his "teacher". He felt something was wrong with the "teacher" today.
This feeling of something being wrong is hard to describe, as if Yao Guangxiao suddenly became aged, as if he had gone through countless years.
"When will the power of the human world be comparable to that of the wilderness?"
This sentence was said by Yuan Keyong. He stared at the black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao as if he wanted to get the answer he wanted from it.
"It started from the moment the extraordinary person appeared under the connection between heaven and earth."
At this point, the black-robed monk Yuan Keyong paused and said:
"I can't explain more about this. If you want to know, go find out the information yourself after I let you go."
Yuan Keyong glanced at the black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao.
By the time I leave, the flowers will be cold.
But he didn't say this out loud.
"I will go to Mount Tai. For the people of the Great Wilderness, all conversations are meaningless. You have to defeat him and let him know how powerful you are. Only then can we discuss the next matter."
The black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao said slowly: "Back then, the human race reached the top of all races through this method, and before they experimented with this path, they also took many detours."
"But now we don't have to go. It's as simple as going to Tarzan and hitting them hard."
Daoyi opened his mouth and finally said: "But you can't stop everyone."
The black-robed monk Yao Guangxiao smiled and said:
"Eventually someone will stop it."
(End of this chapter)
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