Chapter 618: Taiyi Immortal Lord, Curse
When Shen Zhen heard An Xin's words, she looked at An Xin deeply. She suddenly felt that An Xin might be the one with the highest achievement among this group of disciples.
After going out to experience the world, how many people can concentrate on cultivation? An Xin turned her head to look at Shen Zhen and asked with a smile: "Senior Shen, what about you? Why don't you go out?"
Although Shen Zhen's realm is not outstanding, and he has not competed with them, but with the help of the Taoist treasure, Shen Zhen will not get into trouble when he goes out to train.
And the master will not sit idly by.
"Even if I stay in this dojo, I can still experience the worldly life." Shen Zhen smiled softly, and then she turned and left.
An Xin stared at her back and found her somewhat unfathomable.
"While they are out, I must practice hard and widen the gap with them." An Xin thought silently, and a smile appeared on her face. She did not stay there for long. After chatting with the Epiphyllum Ghost Mother for a few words, she went back to practice.
She is different from Chen Chuan, Lu Xian and others. She has bigger goals and a more determined path to take.
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Taicang Continent, North Sea Mountains.
The Mountain God Temple is located in the dense forest. Xuanmiao Zhenren is watering the flowers and plants in the medicine garden.
More than 80,000 years have passed, and he has become a fairy in heaven and earth. The creatures in the mountains of the North Sea regard him as an immortal. Sects and dynasties have tried to recruit him, but he has rejected them all.
No one knows why he guards the Mountain God Temple. Many people speculate that he is actually the mountain god, who lives in seclusion here during times of peace and prosperity, and will come down the mountain when the world is in trouble.
It was almost noon.
A burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the temple, followed by a ragged, skinny man running in, with disheveled hair and bloodstains on his face. When he saw Master Xuanmiao, he fell to his knees with a thud.
"Immortal, help me!"
The skinny man shouted loudly, his voice was shrill.
Xuanmiao Zhenren did not look at him, but said nonchalantly: "Don't underestimate the power of the Taicang Dynasty, and I don't have the strength to save the world."
Hearing this, the skinny man stopped crying. He looked up at Master Xuanmiao and asked, "Can you ask the mountain god to help?"
Master Xuanmiao stopped what he was doing, turned his head and looked at him with calm eyes.
"You have come here three times in total. This is the third time. Do you dare to be sure of the existence of the mountain god?" Xuanmiao Zhenren said indifferently.
He is no longer the naive man he used to be. He now mentions the mountain god, but only as a legend. He does not promote the mountain god as enthusiastically as before.
It’s not that he no longer reveres the mountain god, but that he understands the mountain god’s intentions.
The Mountain God is just one of the identities of that existence, and the Sword Master Fudao is also that existence.
Rather than endlessly protecting the common people, the mountain god should hope that they have the ability to protect their own world.
Moreover, Master Xuanmiao really did not think that the innate human race was such a terrifying existence. Compared with the past catastrophes of heaven and earth, the current situation was more like a carefully prepared trial.
Perhaps it was the work of the immortals and gods that are passed down in the world.
In any case, Master Xuanmiao does not believe in the legends of immortals and gods such as Immortal Lord Xuansu and God Jinji.
Facing the gaze of Master Xuanmiao, the skinny man looked panicked.
"No need to act any more. Tell me, where are you from and why are you here?"
Xuanmiao Zhenren asked in a cold voice, displaying the powerful aura of a fairy from heaven and earth to oppress the man.
Boom! There was a thunderous roar in the distance, and when I looked up, I could see a blood-red rainbow light appearing on the horizon.
The evil demons of the innate human race are fighting against the Taicang Dynasty, which will affect the entire Taicang Continent.
The soaring momentum in the distance did not affect Master Xuanmiao. He looked down at the skinny man kneeling on the ground with his eyes as cold as two swords piercing the man's heart.
The skinny man lowered his head and slowly stood up.
"It is rare to find a believer like you in this world. You have been worshipping an illusory mountain god for tens of thousands of years. Your piety has touched me."
The skinny man spoke, his tone seemed like a different person, not as panicked as before.
He slowly raised his eyes, and his pupils turned silver-blue, which was very strange, and made Master Xuanmiao frown.
"The mountain god you believe in does not exist, but there are real immortal gods who are worthy of your worship." The skinny man said in an inexplicable tone.
Xuanmiao Zhenren sneered, "What? You also believe in Xuansu Xianjun? How can you prove Xuansu Xianjun's existence?"
The skinny man shook his head and said, "No, I don't believe in Xuansu Immortal Lord, but another Immortal Lord. His name is Taiyi Immortal Lord. He is greater than Xuansu Immortal Lord. He created the world and saved it. He ranked among the immortals because of his great merits, while Xuansu Immortal Lord is just an inherited immortal."
Taiyi Immortal Lord?
This was the first time Xuanmiao Zhenren had heard this name. He frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The skinny man replied, "It doesn't matter who I am. I am just a follower of Taiyi Immortal Lord. My life was once in darkness and I could not see any hope. He saved me. There are many people like me in this world. You are not the first one I have looked for. The followers of Taiyi Immortal Lord are not like the running dogs of Xuansu Immortal Lord. They blindly promote Xuansu Immortal Lord's power. How foolish."
"Aren't you doing the same thing as them?" Master Xuanmiao snorted coldly.
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The skinny man smiled and said, "Of course it's different. I only mention Taiyi Immortal Lord to people who share the same ideals. The Immortal Lord said that we will praise his immortal name after he truly saves the people. The biggest difference between him and Xuansu Immortal Lord is that he will do things first and then seek fame."
Master Xuanmiao was silent.
He was wondering what the purpose of Taiyi Immortal Lord was.
Could it be that Xuansu Immortal Lord and Taiyi Immortal Lord are both real, and they are fighting openly and secretly to win the hearts of the people? He thought it was very likely, which made him despise both immortals.
How is such behavior different from that of ordinary people?
The immortals and gods in his mind are high and mighty and should not have any trace of mortal nature.
The skinny man stepped forward and said, "The so-called Xiantian human race is actually the slaves kept by Jinji God under Xuansu Immortal Lord. The reason they are so crazy is to escape a glimmer of hope. The world today is a sea of suffering. Both us and the Xiantian human race are struggling. We can only have a glimmer of hope if we believe that Taiyi Immortal Lord will come."
Xuanmiao Zhenren asked: "Since Taiyi Xianjun is in charge of this matter, what do you and I need to do?"
"The way of heaven has its own rules. Taiyi Immortal Lord cannot come directly unless there are people in this world who believe in him and plead with the way of heaven with great aspirations. Only then will the way of heaven let him come. Our aspirations do not require the number of people, but a pious heart. My faith is not enough, perhaps because I am not good enough, or I have not lived long enough. You have worshipped the mountain god for who knows how many years. The aspirations you can bring must surpass mine."
As the skinny man spoke, his gaze towards Master Xuanmiao became increasingly fiery.
Hearing this, Xuanmiao lost interest and said, "No matter whether what you said is true or false, I only believe in the mountain god. You can find someone else."
Since the Heavenly Dao does not allow the Immortal Lord Taiyi to descend, there must be another reason.
Mountain gods have no such constraints!
With this comparison, Master Xuanmiao's admiration for Gu An reached another level.
Immortal gods seek fame and faith, but mountain gods ask for nothing.
The skinny man frowned with an unhappy look in his eyes.
Xuanmiao Zhenren snorted, "Do you think you will force me?"
He didn't take the skinny man seriously at all.
Can a Mahayana cultivator still threaten him?
The skinny man stared at Master Xuanmiao and gritted his teeth, saying, "My cultivation is not as good as yours, but I can curse you. Your disrespect for Master Taiyi will definitely bring you bad luck. Your loved ones will die one by one in this catastrophe, and because you have no reverence, your mind will be destroyed by your inner demons. You will be trapped in the pain of purgatory for the rest of your life."
As he spoke, his body surface began to crack and blood continued to seep out. He quickly turned into a bloody man, with white bones even showing at his joints.
(End of this chapter)