Chapter 296: Wild Forest
The affairs of the Zheng family's ancestor have always been shrouded in mystery and no one can explain it clearly.
How did he open the Qiling ruins, what did he do to give birth to disordered flesh and blood, how did he hide for many years and finally direct and act out a grand event of seeking immortality from all directions.
The same is true of the Bu family.
Why did they turn into evil species? Where did the head of the Bu family go? Everything seemed like a broken chain, with no cause and no consequence.
When facing the unknown, people are always full of caution and are unwilling to act rashly, for fear that they will not be able to obtain the immortal fate and will die, so they are cautious again and again.
But it depends on the situation.
For example, those whose time is coming to an end.
Birth, aging, sickness and death are the natural cycle, and have been so since ancient times.
When we are born, we are naked, without a single piece of clothing. When we grow old and sick, we curl up our bodies like insects, silently waiting for the final outcome in the dark.
But the immortal cultivators in Qingyun World have always been resisting death, which has given rise to various secret techniques.
Some will come at the cost of damaging your origin, some will cause confusion in your mind, and some will just have to fake their death to prolong their life.
This secret technique may not be as good as accepting death calmly. It involves pain and hardship, but it is ultimately a glimmer of hope.
Because the longer your life span is prolonged, the more likely it is that you will be able to break through and extend your life.
However, during the thousand years since the rise of the human race, countless people have sought immortality, but most people died while waiting, and their souls returned to heaven.
And when the opportunity really comes, even if the risk is huge, the elderly who are facing life and death will burst out with strong desire, even at all costs.
Because the desire to survive is the greatest desire in the world, but it can burst out with extremely strong power, far exceeding hatred and family affection.
After all, even if he died because of it, that was a foregone conclusion.
As for those who are not troubled by their life span and are cautious, they cannot just stand by and watch when faced with the fate of the immortals. They will place their eyes on these elderly people who are about to die, pay close attention to them, and use them to visit...
Therefore, from the incident of the Bu family to the Dongping Mountains, the eyes of all the immortal sects have always been gathered behind those dying old men.
And now, they have entered the ruins of the Great Wild Forest.
Whether the transformation of the Bu family into evil species is related to the ruins of the Great Wilderness Forest is not the point for now, but the forbidden area that has been inaccessible since ancient times now seems to have been liberated, which in itself is a big event.
At this time, the new year had just passed and the snow had not yet melted.
In the southeast of Qingzhou and the northwest of Yongzhou, at the confluence of the Nujiang River and the Wujiang River, except for some evergreen trees and pine forests in the southwest with some green, the surroundings are all white, with mountains dancing like silver snakes and plains galloping like wax elephants, covering the entire river bank.
Because this place is not close to the city, there is only a small stone town with hundreds of families living in it, crowded along the east bank of the Wujiang River.
In such a barren place, there are naturally no teahouses or taverns. There is only a tea stall that serves food along the Yongzhou official road.
At dusk, the farmer who ran the tea shed walked out of his mud house, carrying a steaming teapot into the shed. As soon as he opened his mouth, thick white mist appeared, which dissipated under the dark red sky.
"The shop... the shop is run-down and doesn't have any good tea."
"Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."
As the farmer spoke, he looked at the people gathered under his tea shed.
Since the first day of the new year, people have been coming to their Stone Town, just like the group today. They are all dressed in luxurious clothes and have a terrifying aura, making people dare not look up at them.
He had never left Stone Town and had no idea of the identities of these people, so he could only serve them carefully.
And those people did not talk to him. Their eyes were cold and arrogant, as if they did not see the farmer at all. They just stared at the river bank in front of them and looked around.
The river rushes endlessly in winter, and the muddy yellow water carries with it tiny pieces of ice, roaring and crashing through the steep canyons.
The rolling waves in the middle of the river splashed white foam from time to time, and were instantly swallowed up by the rapids.
At the same time, a stream of water vapor rushed towards the shore, turning into bursts of white mist in the dry and cold weather.
After everyone in the tea stall finished their tea, they stood up and walked downstream along the river bank. In a flash, they crossed a mountain pass like the wind and flew towards the southwest.
Looking down from the void, the entire forest was like solidified dark green waves in the rising and falling morning mist.
The mist in the air was not a uniform milky color, but was torn into wisps of flocs by countless treetops, and then wrapped around the tips of the fir trees to form a translucent gauze curtain.
Everyone rushed down, the rushing spiritual energy tore through the thick fog and escaped into the mountains and forests.
The farmer who ran the tea shed was squatting on the left side of the shed, looking upwards with his eyes slanted. He only saw their flying figures and quickly looked away.
Flying in the sky and hiding in the ground, he is undoubtedly an immortal.
He would meet with government officials every autumn to collect taxes, saying that they were offering sacrifices to the immortals and praying for good weather and good harvests in the world.
Day after day, year after year, he gave almost half of his life's earnings, but this was still the first time he saw the legendary immortal.
He hurried into the yard and saw his wife looking out with worry. He couldn't help frowning and whispered to him to come in quickly.
No one came for several days after that, but the people in Stone Town always spoke in low voices and walked with their heads down.
Because those immortals entered the vast forest behind and never came out, but they all knew that those people were inside.
These mortals had no idea what the immortals were doing, but they knew that since so many important figures were visiting this remote place, something must be happening.
At the same time, in the thick fog in the mountains, countless cultivators continued to move westward in the Great Wilderness Forest.
Stepping over the rotten branches and fallen leaves, they gradually saw a black outline in the mist.
When they got closer and cleared away the fog that shrouded their eyes, they saw a majestic black mountain standing in a dead silence.
This is an extremely strange mountain. It is very flat all over. Unlike other mountains, there are no independent rocks hanging above the mountain. Instead, there are layers upon layers without any gaps.
Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the dark mountain looks like a huge, crumbling shadow, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.
Not far from this mountain, there were already many figures standing there, quietly watching the movements around them...
Boom boom
Night after night of rumbling thunder, as the thick darkness fell, the lower reaches of the Wujiang River were shrouded in darkness.
Especially in the vast forest where the fog covers the sky and no light can penetrate, a sense of dead silence is even more evident at this time.
Near the mountains, countless people hid in the night, sitting or standing, staring at a circular valley.
The old man who came from Dongping Mountains entered this valley through this valley a long time ago. Now several days have passed and no one has returned yet.
No one knows what is inside, whether the people who entered are dead or safe, and so on.
In order to find out the news, they subsequently sent disciples in, but so far, their efforts have been like a drop in the ocean without causing any splash.
This result made them even more afraid to act rashly, and they could only stay here.
While they were observing, some figures with white hair and beard would appear from time to time in the night fog, flying around in the circular valley, with golden eyes flashing frequently in the night, constantly peeking inside.
These people are their elders and also the elders of the major immortal sects.
To be precise, they should be the powerful people from the main lineages of the immortal sects such as the Shang family, the Huo family, the Yan family, and the Chen family.
It was different from the time in Qiling when many noble families gathered and all sides surrounded the city.
That time, the evil species roared out and alarmed everyone, so that the events of Qiling were revealed in broad daylight.
But this time, all the major immortal sects kept their whereabouts secret and blocked the news completely.
On the one hand, the scene of the Zheng family ancestor refining the immortal cultivator is still a shadow in many people's minds. On the other hand, if there really is a chance to become an immortal, the fewer people who know about it, the better.
In the second half of the night, dark clouds covered the sun, and it was pitch dark in the vast forest.
Above the sky, intermittent sounds of thunder hidden behind the clouds could be heard from time to time.
The immortal cultivators present had already entered into a state of meditation and hibernation early on because they could not wait for the results today.
But as another muffled thunder exploded behind the clouds, some people who had been in meditation for a long time slowly opened their eyes, looked towards the black mountain, and a hint of gold gradually flashed in their eyes.
Not long after, in the deepest part of the circular valley, a young merchant son came out of the mountain.
He had already taken off his coat and was now holding it in his arms, walking out in a panic.
In order not to disturb the others, he did not use his spiritual energy and planned to move forward along the shadows at the foot of the mountain. However, when he arrived at the mountain pass and saw the golden eyes that kept lighting up in the forest, he could not help but tremble in his heart.
boom!
A dazzling beam of fire exploded in the sky.
The merchant's son saw an iron knife covered with flames falling from the sky, and the hot blade energy directly tore the tranquility here.
And behind the sword energy, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere, emitting a powerful aura, and a hint of scarlet greed flashed in his golden eyes.
But at this moment, a powerful sword energy suddenly came through the forest.
It was like the sword intent of Dielian directly crushed the ancient tree in front of it, and collided fiercely with the iron knife that was exploding with flames. The strong energy instantly turned into a roaring gale throughout the forest.
"Catch him."
"Don't hurt anyone, leave them alive!"
As someone took action first, another person drew his sword and came out from the windy forest. The whistling sword energy slashed down through the thick fog and headed straight for the mountain pass.
At this moment, a long spear broke out of the wind like a silver dragon, shattering the sharp energy.
The man holding the gun was a middle-aged old man from the Wendao Sect, and the man who returned from the mountain was his nephew from the same clan.
He was very close to the mountain pass. When he came out with his gun, he swung his hand to grab his nephew and took him away.
But just as he was about to catch him, a sharp finger of light pierced through his left shoulder and severely tore the flesh at the corner of his shoulder. A cry of pain instantly rang out from the forest.
At this time, an old man with white hair and beard flew over, his wide immortal robe dancing wildly in the wind, and at the same time, the silver light from his fingertips suddenly rose again.
There is an old saying in Qingyun, which says that when a mantis stalks a cicada, there will always be a oriole behind it.
boom!
The magnificent magic technique roared in the mountains and forests, and countless figures began to rush over at a rapid speed.
Since entering the Great Wilderness Forest, several elders and disciples have entered the mountain. They have been waiting outside for countless days and nights, and finally waited for a returner. How could they let him slip away from them?
As a result, the breath that continued to explode during the collision instantly filled the forest. The powerful energy was like a pair of big hands, directly tearing a narrow gap in the thick fog in the forest from the center of the forest.
The people of Stone City had heard the roaring and exploding sounds of the Great Wilderness Forest early on, and at first they thought it was spring thunder.
But as flames rose in the distant mountains and forests, and countless fairy lights splashed in the collision, they began to realize that it was the immortal master in the mountains showing his power, so they hid in their homes one by one, not daring to show up.
Of course, during the period of hiding, some people could not resist their curiosity and nervously peeked through various windows.
They have been worshipping immortals for most of their lives, and they can't help but want to know what those immortals look like.
And when they saw a monstrous sword energy rising in the sky like a bright moon, causing countless towering ancient trees to collapse, their faces turned pale in an instant and their whole bodies trembled more violently.
“Daddy…”
"Hide well and don't make any noise..."
The merchant son who came back from the mountains was no ordinary person. He had taken advantage of the chaos to fly into the air and rushed out of the forest.
The rushing Wu River did not stop surging even at night. The merchant's son whizzed past the surging river mouth, but before he reached the shore, he was slapped down by a big hand from the air.
This palm strike did not carry the slightest killing intent, and even the energy was weak, which was obviously intended to save his life.
The merchant's son fell into the river, but the moment he sank, he immediately turned over and leaped on the turbulent river surface, splashing his spiritual energy on the river water as he turned around and rushed forward.
The old man who swung his palm wanted to use the same trick again, but when he raised his head, he saw countless huge figures flying towards him. The terrifying pressure was like a mountain pressing down on him, and he could only raise his arms to block it.
boom!
A pair of huge palms came like dark clouds, fiercely tearing apart the oncoming sword energy.
But the next moment, a silver spear was locked on his chest, and he had no choice but to turn around and fly back.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the merchant's son flew into the air from the river, but he was unable to escape far as dozens of figures came towards him, approaching with whistling energy.
Helplessly, he could only turn around and go back to the Great Wild Forest. The spiritual energy under his feet continued to surge as he kept flying through the dark mountains and forests.
But at this moment, a sudden sound of breaking through the air came.
The merchant's son felt a sharp pain instantly, screamed, and fell to his knees.
An arrow filled with spiritual energy had just whizzed towards him and now pierced his calf, nailing him to the ground, making it impossible for him to break free.
And just as he fell to the ground, the coat with something in it flew away and scattered on the ground.
Countless powerful men with majestic aura returned to the forest at this time and looked at the things scattered on the ground.
They were two egg-sized fruits, with a transparent gelatinous surface and a fiery red color constantly surging inside.
As the fruit shook as it fell to the ground, it continuously emitted fiery red light, giving off an alluring scent that was extremely dazzling under the night sky.
For a moment, the surging aura around everyone began to rise steadily, and the murderous intent gradually condensed into a strong gale.
At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the distance, as if cloth was sweeping across the bushes on the ground.
When everyone looked sideways, they saw another disciple who had been sent into the valley earlier, coming in with the same alertness as the merchant's son.
(End of this chapter)
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