Five years and five years, five years and five years.
Step by step, Xia Ming traveled all over the southern wilderness.
After walking across the entire southernmost wilderness, Xia Mingji headed towards the vast central region.
Going upstream along the Baicang River, we walked from day to night.
The night is dark and the lone star is swaying.
At the end of the sky, a desolate and dilapidated temple lay helplessly on the horizon.
When the broken ridge of the roof swallowed up the last ray of light in the world.
In a trance, Xia Ming seemed to see a deserted grave.
He entered the desolate grave alone without changing his expression.
Looking up, Xia Ming saw the statue that had long become blurred.
The statue of the god was headless, the worship was immoral, and the incense in the temple had not been burning for a long time.
Ignoring the statue in the center, Xia Ming lit a bonfire.
The sparks flowed backwards, and the flames flickered and crackled non-stop.
In front of the bonfire, Xia Ming carefully looked at the slender ginseng in his palm.
What Xia Ming wanted was the wood path mark inside the ginseng.
Although Xia Ming does not have a wood spiritual root, with the help of these wood traces, he can perform wood magic.
The "Great World Transcendence Method" practiced by Xia Ming originated from the great world, but is higher than the great world.
The ginseng in the palm of his hand continued to wither, and Xia Ming got the trace of the wood path as he wished.
Throwing the ginseng aside, Xia Ming began to look inward.
Inside the Dantian, the golden elixir is shining brightly.
Today, Xia Ming has reached the great perfection of Jindan.
After observing the illusion for so many years, Xia Ming already had a rough guess in his mind.
This illusion is no different from a cage. Since it is a cage, we must find a way to break it.
It only takes a matchbox to confine an ant, but if you want to confine a tiger, you need a steel cage.
The stronger Xia Ming is, the greater the cost of trapping him.
There are traces on all the paths, including this cage.
Xia Ming's immortal way can refine the traces of the way and make use of them for his own benefit.
Even in this cage, Xia Ming can continue to become stronger.
What Xia Ming needs to do is to continue to become stronger.
Until you break out of this cage.
The most important thing Xia Ming needs to do is not to indulge himself or die.
Cultivate the truth in illusion, stay true to yourself, and never fall or lose.
His thoughts became clear, and Xia Ming slowly opened his eyes.
The scene before him made Xia Ming frown slightly.
The ginseng he placed next to the campfire actually moved.
Little by little, the ginseng actually took a step and ran into the darkness.
After taking a closer look, Xia Ming saw the mystery.
A small gray mouse was running towards the darkness with the ginseng on its back.
The rat's footsteps were silent and its breath was so weak that Xia Ming didn't notice it.
Noticing Xia Ming's gaze, Gray Mouse immediately dropped the ginseng and fled into the depths of the ruined temple.
Looking at the receding figure of Gray Mouse, Xia Ming sensed a strange Taoist aura.
The rhythm of Taoism intertwined and converged all the way towards the depths of the ruined temple.
With his eyes slightly focused, Xia Ming stood up and walked straight towards the depths of the ruined temple.
Deep in the ruined temple, there was an extremely huge and magnificent mural.
On the painted wall, there is a colorful fairyland with overlapping shadows of the sky, which is so spectacular.
What a pity... Time has eroded everything and made everything dim.
The fairyland is no longer there, only a couplet remains, still vaguely visible.
——【The Immortal Arrives at the Vast Other Shore】
——【The Tao integrates all dharmas into the infinite heaven】
……
The word "tian" in "wuliangtian" is no longer clear.
Because a gray rat had made a hole in the middle of the word "that day".
Wuliangtian was pierced by the gray mouse.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Xia Ming really couldn't hold it in.
"Interesting, so interesting."
"Such an infinite sky is really unique."
"Did this illusion take the wrong medicine?"
"It's vast and boundless, and it contains all things. What does it mean?"
"Did the two of them attack together? Or are they threatening me?"
"Dao Jun, Dao Jun, you are so majestic."
Xia Ming could feel that the strange Taoist rhyme was intertwined here.
Opening his hands, Xia Ming took in all the strange Taoist ideas within the painting.
The essence of Tao gathered into a trace, gradually appearing in the palm of the hand.
Staring at this trace of Dao, Xia Ming's eyes suddenly focused.
"This... this seems to be my Dao Mark?"
"what happened?"
"What exactly is this illusion?"
"Is there any fruit of my Tao in here?"
"If I die...who will get these Dao Marks?"
"What a good plan! What a good plan!"
"The Dao Lord's move is truly extraordinary."
Taking the Dao Hen into his body, Xia Ming continued to stare at the broken word "天".
Xia Ming thought for a moment and placed another complete ginseng in front of the rat hole.
After doing all this, Xia Ming turned around and left.
The next morning, Xia Ming continued to head north.
After a while, Xia Ming saw the towering Jinghong Mountain on the horizon.
The rolling Jinghong Mountain in the distance is the natural dividing line between the southernmost and centralmost wildernesses.
If the great immortal continents are gone, there will naturally be no immortals.
It makes sense if you think about it. The existence of immortals and immortal continents will waste a lot of Dao Traces.
And they can easily damage this cage.
Therefore, the Jinghong Abyss that was cut out by the Zhidao Immortal turned into the Jinghong Mountain that rose from the ground.
Xia Ming said that this is reasonable.
There are no immortals in the Nine Realms, and no holy path in the Central Region.
There are no immortals in the Nine Realms, so there is naturally no Holy Continent in the Central Region.
In the nine regions of the world today, there are only those noble families whose reputations are as great as rivers, and those great monsters that stand as tall as mountains.
Scattered between the mountains and rivers are the common people of the nine regions of the world.
“Life is like the sea, like the mountains and rivers, nothing more than that.”
With a casual smile, Xia Ming started climbing the mountain.
On the mountain road, Xia Ming saw an extremely interesting scene.
Two men were arguing over a donkey.
One is bossy and the other is submissive.
……
"No! No! Absolutely not! My donkey can't climb this mountain!"
"I'll pay more! Is it okay to pay more? Why do you regret what we agreed on?"
"What's wrong with regretting? What's wrong? You can't bite me! Come on! Bite me to death!"
"Today, if you can't bite me to death, you will be my grandson! Hey! My dear grandson!"
"You! You! You are really going too far! You are unreasonable!"
The young man in white robe on the donkey's back was pulled off by the man leading the donkey before he could finish his words.
The young man's eyes widened and he was about to start scolding, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Xia Ming climbing the mountain alone.
With a turn of his eyes, the young man in white robe immediately spoke:
"Daoyou! Daoyou, you want to climb the mountain!"
"Together! Together!"
The guy in white robe was practicing Qigong, and he saw that Xia Ming had a young face, so he didn't think much about it.
Besides, once entering the foundation-building stage, cultivators can control spiritual weapons. Who would bother walking?
Just as the man in white robe took a step forward, a big hand grabbed him tightly.
The one who grabbed him was none other than the black-faced monk who was leading the donkey.
"You want to run! You still owe me five spirit stones!"
Upon hearing this, the guy in white robe jumped up.
"Five spirit stones!? That's clearly the price for going up the mountain!"
"You don't even want to go, why do you want me to pay?!"
"Why!?"
Grabbing the collar of the white robe, the black-faced monk stared at the guy's face.
"Just because I'm at the sixth level of Qi Refining! I'm definitely better than you! Just because I'm an outer disciple of the Changqing Sect!"
"My donkey is a natural species! It's a great fortune for you to ride it once!"
"You have to take these five spirit stones today, whether you want to or not!"
"Do you want to pay for it yourself, or do you want me to pay for it for you?"
Seeing the pair of vicious eyes so close to him, the man in white robe immediately felt weak.
"Five Spiritual Stones... Five! How can I have so many!"
"You are clearly robbing..."
"What! You won't give it to me!?"
"Give, give, give!"
After searching for a long time, the man in white robe only took out two spirit stones.
Seeing that the black-faced monk was about to take action, the man in white robe had no choice but to look at Xia Ming not far away.
"Dao... Daoist friend! Can you lend me a few spirit stones? I will definitely return them!"
With a smile in his eyes, Xia Ming directly threw out three spirit stones.
Why should Xia Ming help him?
Because Xia Ming sensed an extremely mysterious trace of Tao on that person's body.
The marks belonged to him, Xia Ming, but they also had a certain air of being true and not true. Xia Ming wanted to see how it would evolve.
If I accept this trace of the Dao, perhaps I can take the opportunity to get a glimpse of it.
After receiving Xia Ming's three spirit stones, the man in white robe was stunned for a long time.
For ordinary Qi Refining disciples, it takes a long time to accumulate these three spirit stones.
Before the spirit stone in his hand could even warm up, it was snatched away by the black-faced monk who was leading the donkey.
After glaring at the white-robed monk fiercely, the black-faced monk led the donkey down the mountain.
It was not until the donkey's shadow went away that the man in white robe came to his senses.
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist! I, Wei San'e, will definitely return the spirit stone to you!"
"My dear Daoist friend, I haven't asked for your name yet?"
"Xia Ming."
Stand upright and straighten your robe.
Wei San'e bowed respectfully towards Xia Ming.
"Wei San'e, thank you Brother Xia Ming for your help!"
"May I ask, fellow Taoist, are you going to cross Jinghong Mountain?"
"Yes."
"Great! Fellow Daoist, why don't we travel together?"
"it is good."
"Do you know, fellow Daoist? This Jinghong Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, with ups and downs, and it is difficult to cross. Because of this Jinghong Mountain, a large part of the spiritual energy in the extreme south of the sky has been blocked. I heard that outside this Jinghong Mountain, there are continuous mountains, towering peaks, rushing rivers, winding water veins, and even the monsters are stronger than that! I really want to see the world outside the mountain! What a magnificent mountain and river it must be!"
While Wei San'e was muttering in Xia Ming's ear, the black-faced man leading the donkey had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.
After stuffing the three spirit stones in his hand into the donkey's mouth, the man turned around and looked at the winding mountain road again.
With dark eyes and a smile on his lips, the man gently stroked the donkey's head with his big hand.
His voice was like a low whisper.
"Eat, eat. It will be hard to get the Immortal Lord's spiritual stones in the future."
"Remember his smell, trace his traces, I will find what I want from it."
"Xia Ming, please don't let me down."
The donkey ate with a grunt, and the three spirit stones were actually deformed by it.
The white teeth are uneven and the black hair keeps growing.
In the blink of an eye, the donkey turned into a wolf.
A big black wolf with bared teeth.
……
The night is dark and the cold stars are shining.
That night, Xia Ming and Wei San'e found a cave on the mountainside.
It will take some time to climb over Jinghong Mountain.
After lighting a bonfire, this cave became the two's temporary residence for the night.
With the help of the firelight, Xia Ming carefully looked at Wei San'e opposite him.
For some reason, Xia Ming always felt that this guy looked familiar.
Handing Wei San'e a piece of dried meat, Xia Ming asked another question.
"Friend Wei, is there anything special about your name?"
Hearing this, Wei San'e became excited.
"Hahahaha!"
"Fellow Daoist Xia is indeed a wonderful person. You can tell from this."
"My name is my own Taoist name! If I become famous in the future, I will be called the Three Evil Taoists!"
"To be honest, I am afraid of the three evils. They are evil mountains, evil waters, and evil people!"
"Evil mountains give birth to monsters, they grind their teeth and suck blood, killing people without hesitation. Evil waters give birth to noble families and sects, they are winding and twisting, they look clear on the surface, but they are darker than anyone else on the bottom!"
"If you accidentally fall into it, the undercurrent is fierce and will eat you up without leaving any bones! And the bad guys are the monkeys in this mountain and water!"
"They aided and abetted the evil, acting as lackeys of the noble families, bullying the common people, committing all kinds of evil, and even worse, acting as shepherds for the great demon!"
"Humph! One day, I won't be afraid of these three evils anymore! The three evils should fear me!"
"I, the Three Evil Daoists, will definitely set things right! And restore the world!"
As Wei San spoke evil words, the atmosphere in the cave became increasingly depressing.
Looking at Wei San'e who was full of vigor and vitality on the opposite side, Xia Ming's eyes flashed with coldness.
Wei is afraid?
Fearing the steep rocks that are inaccessible?
What a disturbing mental disorder...
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed through Xia Ming's mind.
And Wei San'e also shuddered violently as if he sensed something.
"It's so cold! We're sitting by the fire! Why is it still so cold?"
The murderous intent in his heart gradually subsided, and Xia Ming wanted to see how exciting this killing game could be.
Do you want Xia Ming to break down his defense and reveal his flaws?
dream!
……
In the following time, Xia Ming and Wei San'e traveled around.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Wei San'e exhaled all the anger in his heart.
"Beautiful mountains, beautiful waters, and a beautiful world!"
"Brother Xia, I think there is a great way among the mountains and rivers!"
Looking at Wei San'e who was looking at him, Xia Ming just nodded calmly.
Wei San'e could only get here because of Xia Ming's escort.
If it weren't for Xia Ming, he would have turned into fertilizer long ago.
The Central Region has rich spiritual energy, and the demon tribe is also much stronger. If you are not careful, you will die.
As the saying goes, when inspiration comes, nothing can stop it.
On the top of the mountain, Wei San'e immediately sat cross-legged and comprehended the great Dao.
Just when Wei San'e was realizing the truth, Xia Ming's eyes also quietly focused.
On Wei San'e's body, Xia Ming once again sensed that mysterious trace of Dao.
Xia Ming could feel that the Dao marks on Wei San'e's body were growing stronger and stronger.
So, in the next few years, Xia Ming accompanied Wei San'e to travel around the mountains and rivers of the Central Region.
The Central Region is filled with rich spiritual energy, and the mountains and rivers are exceptionally magnificent.
There are dangerous peaks that reach into the clouds, and it is unknown how high they are.
There are also rivers flowing down, reaching the several layers of the underworld.
Look down at the mountains and rivers during the day and look up at the stars in the sky at night.
Wei San'e was comprehending his Tao, and Xia Ming also realized something different through this Tao rhyme.
Xia Ming had already had a deep understanding of the general trend of mountains and rivers, and now, Xia Ming had realized something new from it.
He found the balance among the mountains and rivers, and it was because of this balance that the mountains and rivers came alive.
If we can master this balance, we may be able to build a brand new structure.
The two of them walked together to a quiet hill.
At the foot of the hill was a dark pool of water.
Xia Ming stood in front of the pond, quietly looking at his reflection on the water.
He saw the strand of white hair on his forehead.
Xia Ming...has been stuck in the great perfection of Jindan for too long.
However, he still showed no signs of a breakthrough.
Maybe it’s because of lack of experience, or perhaps it’s due to limited qualifications.
Xia Ming was slow to gain enlightenment.
Looking at the reflection in the water, Xia Ming's heart was in turmoil.
"What went wrong?"
At this moment, Wei San'e's eyes suddenly lit up and he felt excited.
"Brother Xia, Brother Xia, I want to go to the top of the mountain to take a look."
Xia Ming was about to stand up when Wei San'e continued.
"Brother Xia! You can meditate on your own! This mountain is not high, so I won't bother you, Brother Xia."
"I can go alone."
Looking up at the top of the hill, Xia Ming nodded.
Even if something happens, he can be there in a flash.
Afterwards, Wei San'e attained enlightenment on the top of the mountain, and Xia Ming also sat down at the foot of the mountain.
The aura of Tao quietly dissipated, and Xia Ming slowly entered into a state of meditation.
In a trance, in the pool of water, Xia Ming seemed to see the trace of the Tao that was constantly solidifying.
It just stayed there quietly, waiting for Xia Ming to take it.
The moment Xia Ming stretched out his hand, the Dao mark on the water surface collapsed directly.
"Oh no! Something terrible has happened!"
Xia Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, a painful roar was heard.
On the top of the mountain, Wei San'e was in trouble. A monster with long hair bit his throat.
With a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, Xia Ming headed straight for the top of the hill.
The murderous aura came over him, and the monster immediately abandoned Wei San'e.
All four legs ran together and the monster fled away.
First use a powerful medicine to stabilize Wei San'e. Xia Ming can sense that the Taoist essence in Wei San'e's body has been swallowed by the monster.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and Xia Ming immediately chased after the long-haired monster.
Soon, Xia Ming saw the guy's back.
The mane is pitch black, twisted and tangled. His back looks like a human, but his behavior is like that of a beast.
The black beast moved at an astonishing speed, charging through the dense forest and heading straight for the river.
Xia Ming clenched his sword fingers, the sharpness was revealed, the sword light was surging, and the monster fell to the ground.
He stepped on the monster's back, just when Xia Ming was about to behead it.
The monster suddenly struggled hard and turned its head.
It turned out to be a half-human, half-tiger monster!
It's a monster!
There was a cold glow in his fingers, just when Xia Ming was about to make a move.
The black-maned tiger demon suddenly shed tears.
"father……"
"Are you going to kill me?"
"father……"
"Don't you recognize me?" (End of this chapter)
