Chapter 1589 Young Scholar
"Mountains are not high, but they are magical if there are immortals."
"Water is not deep, but it is magical if there are dragons."
A voice of recitation sounded in the vast mountains.
At this time, a handsome young man, holding a tattered book in his hand, was panting and climbing to the top of the mountain step by step.
The young man was thin and looked a little frail. With the backpack full of books and an oil-paper fan on his back, he looked like a scholar from the mortal court who went to Beijing to take the imperial examination.
But at this time, the tattered book in his hand was not the Four Books and Five Classics or Confucius' Taoism, but a book "Imperial Cultivation Records".
"It is said that there were footprints of immortals on Tianxuan Mountain. It took me ten years to walk here from the Northern Territory. This time I must find the clues of the immortals and step into the door of cultivation."
The young scholar looked up and saw a high mountain in front of him covered with fairy clouds, like a sacred mountain and blessed land, and he couldn't help but yearn for it.
He stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out a pot of water from his backpack, took a few sips, and planned to rest for a while before continuing.
At this time, he opened the book "Xian Xian Zhi Yi" again and read it with relish.
"Everyone says that immortals are good, and the immortal path is endless."
"The fame and fortune of emperors and generals are all covered with grass."
"..."
This is just a handwritten copy sold casually by fake Taoist priests in the mortal world. It is not even a real secret of immortal cultivation. However, the young scholar has kept it in his hand for ten years and cherishes it very much.
"If one day I can destroy a sect with a wave of my hand like Brother Ye, how free and easy it would be?"
As the young scholar read, his thoughts suddenly became a little vague.
He remembered a certain scene, and it seemed that the figure who singled out a sect and looked down on all directions appeared in front of him again when he was in the Cold Wind Cave in the Northern Territory, and he was extremely respectful in his heart.
"Huh?"
Just thinking about this, the young scholar was shocked and looked down at the ground.
The ground seemed to shake, and then it undulated violently, as if some terrible force was about to break out of the ground.
"Not good!"
The young scholar was shocked.
In these years of traveling around, although he has not yet touched the threshold of cultivating immortals, he has developed a keen sense of danger. He realized that something was wrong here, so he immediately closed the book, carried his things, and ran away.
But just as he ran two steps, his body suddenly stopped.
There was a "boom" sound under his feet, and then the giant mountain in front of him trembled wildly, and a series of black and green strange lights shot out from somewhere.
The young scholar looked stern.
"This light seems to be the spiritual wave of the immortal cultivator. Could it be that there are some powerful people fighting on this mountain? Now I am not a cultivator, but I must not be affected. The matter of searching for immortal traces will be discussed later."
"Well, let's talk about it later..."
The young scholar muttered in his mouth and turned around and ran away in a hurry.
Although he was a mortal, he had seen many cultivators fighting. This movement was more terrifying than anything he had seen before. If he was slightly affected, his life would be lost immediately.
Cultivating immortals is good, but saving your life is more important!
If you have lost your life, why cultivate immortals! What immortality!
But before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed.
The void around him twisted violently, like a violent storm, and dark cracks appeared one after another, and everything within a hundred feet was swept in.
"Immortal Banban!"
The scholar cursed in amazement, and then he felt as if he was swept by some kind of whirlpool, and then his eyes went black and he knew nothing.
...
In Tianxuan Mountain.
A surging spiritual wave swept across the sky, and the cultivators of the two tribes who were exploring in various places in the mountain raised their heads at the same time, only to see the black and green flames entangled and covering half of the sky.
Everyone's body was shaking wildly. Some people were curious and immediately rushed to the direction where the spiritual light came from. The other part chose to escape far away after a while of doubt, without any intention of participating.
In a certain empty plain, three lights were flying on the rainbow.
The escape light wrapped three attractive women.
They were Gu Qian, Guan Ruoruo and Qing Chen.
Seeing the spiritual wave sweeping in the sky, the three women paused and looked up.
"What happened?"
Guan Ruoruo looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky in surprise, with a strong sense of vigilance in her eyes.
"This wave is so strong, I'm afraid something strange happened in Tianxuan Mountain." Qing Chen pondered for a while and said so.
"Is it related to Fellow Daoist Ye?" Guan Ruoruo said worriedly: "Fellow Daoist Ye fought with the Golden Snake King before, and there was no news since then. Did something unexpected happen?"
Qing Chen looked at Gu Qian.
The latter was silent, and her beautiful eyes were fixed on the terrifying spiritual wave that covered the sky, revealing a solemn look.
"With his cultivation, the Golden Snake King can't do anything to him." After a while, Gu Qian said.
As he was speaking, his expression suddenly condensed.
A shocking rainbow flashed in the void, and a cold green light shot out from it, suddenly falling here, turning into a blazing green fire, accompanied by a sinister aura that corroded the surroundings.
"Be careful!"
Gu Qian pinched her hands, took a step forward, and quickly cast a spell.
But the speed of the green flame was far beyond her casting speed, and it enveloped them in almost an instant.
The three women changed their colors at the same time.
At this moment, something strange happened.
A strange green light came from somewhere and resisted the impact of the light in the air. The three women were surprised and looked up. They saw a round green bead spinning and emitting waves like water ripples. As soon as the green light from the air touched it, the two seemed to cancel each other out and disappeared without a trace.
Gu Qian frowned and found that the green bead was familiar.
"Let's go!"
Just at this moment, a low shout came from the side, and a figure appeared in the calm void, pulling them back.
It was a short and fat middle-aged man in a yellow robe. There was a bit of evil between his eyebrows, but his appearance was not unfamiliar.
"Yu Guzi?"
Gu Qian recognized the person immediately.
Yu Guzi did not speak, but urged the magic formula to the dust-transforming bead, resisting the invasion of the green light before retreating to the side of the three people.
"Why are you here?" Gu Qian asked.
"I came in with Senior Ye, but it's a long story. This place is dangerous. The three fairies will leave with me. I will tell you in detail later." Yu Guzi answered quickly, and then jumped and flashed, flying away first.
"Sister Gu, who is this person?" Guan Ruoruo asked in confusion.
Gu Qian frowned, and after a moment of silence, she said, "Let's leave here first."
After saying that, she chased after Yu Guzi.
Seeing this, Guan Ruoruo had no choice but to stop asking and followed him.
Qingchen looked at Yu Guzi's back with some doubts, but in the end he didn't say much, and soon disappeared with Gu Qian.
...
The same scene appeared everywhere in Tianxuan Mountain.
The black and green light rainbow that covered half of the sky exploded, and countless afterglows flew in all directions, and from time to time there were shrill screams.
The high-level cultivators relied on their excellent Taoist magic to barely resist, but they were killed on the spot because of their insufficient cultivation.
"Old man, does your treasure really work? You saw how powerful the spiritual wave was just now. If there is any mistake, we will all die."
About 800 miles away from the place where the spiritual wave was emitted, Ye Yao, Bai Feng and the other six were shrouded in a golden light curtain. They dodged left and right in the various streams of light and flew forward at high speed.
"Of course it works!" Bai Feng said, "This old man's magic weapon is a high-level innate spiritual treasure, which has both flight and defense. No matter how powerful this spiritual wave is, it can't penetrate it..."
"Boom!"
Before he finished speaking, a stream of light rushed down from the sky and smashed into the golden light curtain like a meteorite.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The broken light flashed, and green smoke came out of the six people, and they smashed hard to the ground.
Then, an angry roar and a weak sneer sounded in the forest.
"Old man, didn't you say that this magic weapon can resist attacks?"
"Well... there is always a chance of something happening... Next time I will definitely bring a more powerful treasure..."
"Get lost!"
"..."
...
When most people in Tianxuan Mountain were shocked by the sudden appearance of the strange phenomenon in the sky, in a desolate mountain, the cave-heaven realm masters of the two tribes saw a completely different scene.
The forbidden light curtain in front of them suddenly shattered, turning into countless spiritual lights shooting out.
At the same time, the suspended temple in the light curtain was also covered with cracks, and finally collapsed under the sweep of a spiritual wave of black light and green flames.
"Aohou!"
A shocking roar came from the ruins, and everyone opened their eyes wide, only to see two black dragons, one real and one virtual, circling and flying out, rushing towards the sky and colliding brazenly.
Even though everyone present was a person of extraordinary experience, they couldn't help but feel their hearts pounding and their eyes showing horror when they saw this scene.
Master Haode's pupils shrank suddenly.
Seeing the aftermath coming, he quickly waved the whisk in his hand, and a layer of light curtain lit up around him, and he retreated far away.
This sudden change also shocked the others, and they immediately cast spells to resist.
But soon they were shocked to find that a terrifying spiritual pressure emanated from the two dragons, and even they, who were known as the top existences in the demon god world, felt suffocated.
"This breath... Is it true that there are still strong people in the earthly immortal realm in the world?"
Mu Xuanyi, Deng Xuandao and others could not hide their surprise.
Only the strong people of the earthly immortal level can make these cave heaven realm perfect cultivators feel suppressed.
But in this interface, people of this realm have not appeared for many years.
"Human boy!"
At this moment, Bai Ling, who was offering a magic weapon to resist the spiritual pressure, condensed her beautiful eyes and looked at a figure flying out of the temple with a cold look.
In the escape light, Ye Chunyang looked at the cave heaven masters around him, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.
Then he saw Bai Ling's murderous eyes, and his heart sank.
"Boy, you can't fly this time!"
Bai Ling didn't care about the changes in the field. After a sneer, he suddenly put away the magic weapon and drove the white rainbow towards Ye Chunyang with murderous intent.
Ye Chunyang's face turned cold, and he immediately activated his soul, ready to fight the nine-tailed fox again.
But at this moment, a spiritual light flashed by, and appeared in front of him in an instant, intercepting Bai Ling's attack.
"Haode, old man, what do you mean?"
Bai Ling turned his head and saw the person who cast the spell, and his face showed anger.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, this fellow Daoist Ye is my elder of Kunlun Ruins. You want to kill him in front of me, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
Haode Zhenren said lightly.