Myths of Mountains and Seas: Volume 6

By Tang YiGuDian

In the four seas and eight wastelands, the Mystic Maiden offered up the secret arts of the Mountain and Sea Realm, the Seven Domains of the Nine Prefectures, and the Nine Tripod Commerce.

When this cauldron reached ten percent completion, the rain of blood would rain down upon the deities and devils.

The River Diagram appeared, as did Luo Shu. The human world was in turmoil.

It was rumored that these nine cauldrons were the ones that had gained the world. However, he did not know that the treasures of the nine cauldrons were all in the Mountain Sea Secret Art that was drawn on the cauldron.

After that, the nine cauldrons sank into the Luo River, disappearing without a trace. The five paths of the world, the Wonder Gate, the Illusion Dao, the Mountain Sect, the Sea Sect, the Scripture Pavilion, and the five sects' heirs, each had their own secret treasures, all for the sake of obtaining the Mountain Sea secret arts within the nine cauldrons.

This fight lasted for thousands of years …

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: May 11, 2020
• ISBN: 9781649200884

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CHAPTER 501 - SEMI DECADAL

Suzheng of Tibetan Scriptures Repeated to one hundred and thirty-eight

In the midst of the wind and drizzling rain, Wang Jian slowly walked back home.

Qiu Hongji allowed him to comprehend the Dao through his Shu Mountain, but before Wang Jian could comprehend anything, he encountered a Mountain Sea Demon that had been sealed for a thousand years, and had almost lost his life. Fortunately, he had comprehended the array formation left behind by Yellow Emperor Xuan Yuan in the midst of his crisis. Only then was he lucky enough to escape and comprehend a demonic art.

Demonic arts, of course. No matter if it is the Limitless Sect branch or my Heavenly Master Manor branch, there is no scripture that has ever recorded such a heaven defying method of luring Universe Qi into turning into thunder. Even the Senior Master and Master were only panicking from the thunder and lightning, and nothing more. How can it be like me, who is like the Kui Cattle, able to gather and condense thunder of my own accord?

Could it be that I've become a demon too? Wang Jian continued to walk as he let his imagination run wild.

On Wang Jian's waist, there was a wooden sword, it was the Primeval Turtle, only that the sword brand had a few more black lines on it. Upon closer inspection, the black veined pattern was drawn with a single horned and single legged cow, it was exactly the same as the thunder beast and Kui Cattle.

Wang Jian sealed the Kui Cattle's spirit into the wooden sword using the Primeval Artemisia selengensis and the formation left behind by Yellow Emperor Xuan Yuan.

It was hard to enter Shu, and it was hard to leave Shu. It was just that Wang Jian was respectful when he came, so he took it a bit slower. At this moment, Wang Jian's mind was set on returning. He wanted to quickly ask his master what exactly happened with the Shu Mountain, what happened with the Kui Cattle, and what happened to him.

Wang Jian moved like the wind, moving even faster. In just three days, he had left the Shu Dao and entered the Central District of Beijing, West and Southern Roads.

Within Deng Zhou City, Wang Jian found an inn to rest.

These days, he ran around day and night without resting for even a moment. Even with Wang Jian's cultivation, he was already exhausted, and did not want to continue any further.

As soon as he entered the inn, the waiter hurried over and said, That Taoist, if you are looking for business elsewhere, do not disturb our guests.

Wang Jian thought it was weird, seeing the waiter's disgusted look, he lowered his head.

It turned out that Wang Jian was on his way and did not have the time to change his clothes. He had a terrible stench on him, and his appearance was similar to that of a wandering Taoist who had been scammed in the martial arts world.

Wang Jian explained: "I'm here to sell my goods. I've been on the road for a few days and I haven't had a chance to clean my body.

As he spoke, Wang Jian took out a Snowflake Silver Essence.

Seeing True Silver, the waiter realized that he had misunderstood the guest, so he hurriedly bowed and smiled, This Taoist, please forgive this humble one for being blind, but all these years, there have been too many scammers in the martial world, which have tarnished a person like you. I apologize, please come in. Are you going to hit the nail on the head or stay in a shop?

Wang Jian looked at the color of the sky, and when dusk arrived, he said: I will be staying for the night. I'll have to trouble the waiter to serve me some snacks first.

The waiter cleared his throat and said, Alright, guest, please take a seat here. As he said that, he led Wang Jian to an empty table and sat down.

Please wait for a moment, the dishes will be served shortly. The waiter originally wanted to agree on good wine and dishes, but when he thought of the Daoist Priest's taboo, he immediately skipped the two words, Good wine.

Wang Jian nodded in thanks. The waiter brought Wang Jian over, and after bringing a pot of tea, he went to greet the others. Wang Jian drank his tea and closed his eyes to meditate.

Not long after, another four men, some fat and some thin, some tall and some short, sat at the table beside Wang Jian.

A burly man shouted loudly, Waiter, all the good wine and dishes have been served to us brothers. Today, let us drink a lot with our friends.

The waiter smiled apologetically, I can see that Master Wu won a lot today because of luck.

A tall man sitting beside Master Wu said, Of course, Old Wu is really lucky today. A bigger guess makes a bigger one, a smaller one. No way, no way.

The next few words were about winning, while the others were about losing. Those who didn't lose would naturally flatter the winner, because the winner had to pay for the meal.

The four of them chatted for a while about the casino before they started talking about the Song Jin battle.

Because Old Wu had won some money, she said excitedly: These past few years, Kai Fu Yi and Marshal Yue Fei of the Three Divisions have led Yue Army and General Han Shizhong to war in the Northern Lands to recover countless lost lands for my Song Dynasty. It looks like there's hope for me, Old Wu, to return to my hometown in this lifetime.

When Old Wu reached the point where she was moved, she filled her wine cup and shouted, Drink!

The other three people all agreed in unison, General Yue Fei's hundred thousand soldiers from the Yue Clan all worked together to protect each other. Naturally, they beat the shit out of the female True North barbarians.

I heard that the golden vulture technique of the God Slayer Reincarnation was used by Marshal Yue a few times. It was really satisfying.

The four of them chatted merrily as they toasted and shouted, making Wang Jian feel weird.

When I left the Lin'an, Yue Fei was just given the title of Wu De Doctor. He was appointed as the envoy of the Shi Yu State to control the army. Could there be another Yue Fei?

Wang Jian's heart was filled with suspicions, he stood up and walked towards the table beside him.

The four men saw Wang Jian approaching them and saw that his body was dirty and he had fallen down. He had a wooden sword tied to his waist, so they thought he was a Taoist warrior who was here to tell their fates.

Another man shouted, Waiter, why did you let this swindler in? Quickly throw it out!

The man who won the money quickly stopped everyone and said, I am also a laborer on the streets. Why are you making things difficult for me?

Everyone flattered Old Wu Gaoyi as they thought to themselves, This is not the time for you to lose money a few days ago. At that time, you would be even fiercer than us.

Old Wu happily took out some coins and handed it over to Wang Jian, saying: You don't need to count your luck, Master Wu's fate is very good, go ahead.

Wang Jian knew that these people had misunderstood him, and quickly said: I am not here to ask for money.

Everyone felt strange and asked, Then why did this Taoist come?

Wang Jian asked: Is the Marshal Yue that you all spoke of surnamed Yue Fei, the one with the name Peng, and the one with Xiang City?

This time, not only the four people at the table started to laugh, even the guests at the other tables started to laugh out loud when they heard Wang Jian's words.

Old Wu patted her belly as she laughed, Stupid Taoist, did you run down the mountain just now because you lived like a fool? To think that he did not even know the famous Marshal Yue, much less ask someone else! Of course it is.

The inn was filled with cheers and laughter, but Wang Jian felt as if his entire body had fallen into an ice cave, as cold as ice from head to toe. How could Yue Fei rise to the level of Marshal in just half a month? "

Wang Jian opened his mouth and asked: What year is it now?

Shaoxing Nine Years! All the guests in the inn replied in unison before bursting into laughter.

Wang Jian was stunned in place, his heart was in a mess, and he muttered: What year is nine years in Shaoxing? When I came to Sichuan, it was clearly in the second year of Jianyan."

Old Wu picked up on the hint and the smile on her face abruptly stopped. Jianyan was the year number twelve years ago. After His Majesty moved to Hangzhou, he changed his year number. What are you talking about?

As if he was struck by lightning, Wang Jian said in shock, How is that possible? It's been twelve years? I have only stayed in Sichuan for one month, how is that possible?

Everyone thought that Wang Jian had gone mad and did not dare to bother with him anymore.

Wang Jian sat on his seat in a daze as he thought hard for a long time. Finally, he said slowly: In one day in the mountain country, the world has been around for a thousand years?

He was no longer in the mood to eat. Like a ghost, he dashed out of the city.

The customers were discussing about the berserk Daoist Priest just now, but when they looked towards Wang Jian's table again, they realized that Wang Jian had already disappeared without them knowing.

Waiter, when did that Taoist leave? Someone pulled at his neck and asked the waiter who was greeting them at the entrance.

The waiter asked curiously, Just now, the guests only came, and the guests did not leave? The customers have disappeared?

All of the customers felt a chill behind their backs as well, and a chilly wind blew past their ears.

Could it be that we've encountered a ghost?

CHAPTER 502 - DECADAL HORSE

Sutra of Tibetan Scripture: Repeatedly One Hundred and Thirty-Nine

The Huzhou Yue Army Battalion stretched for tens of miles, in which the hundred thousand soldiers were all well-trained and well-trained.

They adhered to their belief of freezing to death and not tearing down houses, starving to death and not looting. After fighting with the people of Kim Country in Hebei and other places for a few years, they not only won the admiration of the people of the Great Song Dynasty, they also won the recognition of the enemies. It was just that one sentence, To shake the mountains, to shake the Yue Army, that is difficult.

In the handsome tent, Yue Fei was currently reading a yellow colored book.

After reading for a long time, Yue Fei's eyes started to ache, he put down the book and closed to rest.

The current Yue Fei was no longer the valiant looking youth of twenty-five or twenty-six years old who had revealed his edge back then. Right now, he was thirty-seven years old, nearing his prime.

His many years of military life had already caused him to be riddled with hardships. Although his eyes were not as bright as before, they became more and more profound as he grew older. It was as if he could see everything in the world clearly.

He was no longer the captain who had only managed five soldiers in the army. At this time, he was at the three divisions, under the command of a hundred thousand elite soldiers. He had been fighting against the people of Kim Country from the Northern Territories for ten years, and had completely wiped them out.

In his eyes, and even in the hearts of the people of the Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty had regained its former glory, and was just around the corner.

Everything had started from the moment Zhao Gou summoned him. He still remembered clearly that day, when he knelt on the ground in the majestic and gorgeous palace. He raised his head slightly and saw Emperor Soong Zhao Gou's face.

Zhao Gou helped him up from the ground and said: We will allow you the authority of a single person. You just need to support us and beat Great Song River Mountain back, how about it?

At that moment, Yue Fei's entire body was trembling uncontrollably. Even back when he had taken in Yun Che as his master, he had not been this excited. He felt as if he had been caught in a straight line by Jiang Taisui, and Zhuge Liang, who was working in Nanyang, had met Liu Bei.

From then on, Yue Fei was like a carp as he jumped into the dragon gate and continued to climb.

After battling for ten years in the Northern Lands, Yue Fei had won more and more battles, had gained more and more official titles, and had gained more and more generals.

From the original ten thousand strong army, to the forty thousand strong army that had reclaimed the six counties of Xiang Han, and then to the one hundred thousand Yue Army, he had become the most famous general of the Song Dynasty, a minister in charge of the humerus in the imperial court.

Report … A clear report came through the door.

Yue Fei opened his eyes and said loudly: Enter.

As soon as the order was given, the soldiers came in from outside the camp and kneeled down, saying, Reporting to General Zhang, General Zhang, the former military commander has come under orders.

Yue Fei's eyes flashed, he revealed joy and anxiously said: Quickly, call him over.

Yes. The soldiers replied and quickly left.

Before long, the two riders had arrived. The two fully armored generals had different attitudes and auras.

One of the young generals was eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a wide face, tiger body, ape arms, and a huge belly and wolf waist.

The other middle-aged general in his early thirties, with a composed demeanor, followed behind the young general like a stable mountain.

The two of them dismounted as soon as they reached the entrance of the tent. There was a personal guard outside the tent who led the horses and pedaled for the two of them.

The young general opened the curtain and rushed in, only to see Yue Fei saying, Father, your son is here!

Yue Fei's face became gloomy, his eyebrows knitted together, and said: I have already led an army by myself, why are you still so careless, leave the account and report to the sect.

The young general knew he had made a mistake, so he said yes before walking out of the tent. As he passed by the middle-aged general, he stuck out his tongue, causing the middle-aged general to laugh.

The middle-aged general walked into the tent and bowed, Marshal, Zhang Xian has arrived.

Yue Fei and Zhang Xian looked at each other and laughed, then said: Da Nian, for you to come to my place, why are you still so reserved? Quickly, sit down.

Zhang Xian smiled and said: Brother Pengju, if you want to teach good children, you need to walk with your own body.

Yue Fei looked at Yue Yun who was still reporting loudly outside, and said while patting his forehead: "In terms of leg techniques, I am slightly above you, but in terms of educating my children, I am a thousand miles behind you. Fortunately, I handed Yun'er over to you early and followed you through your training, so he was able to receive the army from the back of his hand.

Seeing Yue Fei mention her dead wife, Zhang Xian's face became gloomy, and immediately explained: Brother Pengju, don't be sad, now that we have achieved this, we can avenge her in the near future. Furthermore, Yun'er has already become a genius, I think my sister-in-law's spirit in heaven will be comforted.

Yue Fei knew that Zhang Xian was trying to console him, so he stopped worrying about it. He shook his head and laughed, This kid, Yun'er, is still far from becoming a talent.

Come in! Yue Fei shouted towards the outside of the tent.

Yue Yun lifted the flap of the tent, knelt on the ground and said in a clear voice, Marshal, Yue Yun has arrived.

Yue Fei nodded and asked: I have been following General Zhang these few days, what have you learned?

Yue Yun was shocked in his heart, This is father trying to teach me. But once I get to the military camp in front of us, I pester uncle to spar with him, where did I learn anything?

Yue Yun sneaked a peek at Zhang Xian. Zhang Xian was expressionless from the front, but the right hand he was carrying behind his back held out a little finger.

Yue Yun immediately understood and replied: Yun'er is in Uncle … General Zhang's frontline troops have studied for a few days and observed that under General Zhang's teachings, they are much more stable than my backers."

Yue Fei looked at Zhang Xian meaningfully and said, "If I want you to go, I'll just have to learn how to be more steady. Don't underestimate the enemy. You are in charge of the army, and with the advantage of the army, you will be the first to fight. However, the reason why you are able to attack so quickly is because there are five armies at the front, center, left, right and back that are pressing down on you from behind.

You have to understand that fighting alone is not enough. At that time, your Uncle Zhang and I only had ten thousand soldiers, and it was only by relying on the steadiness of being careful step by step that we were able to preserve our strength. You can be so impetuous now that you command only eight thousand. If one day, you were to command a huge army of one hundred thousand or even two hundred thousand soldiers, and you were still so reckless, it would be as good as sending your brothers to their deaths. Do you understand?

Yue Yun replied solemnly, Yun'er understands.

Yue Fei nodded and said, Go. I have something to discuss with your Uncle Zhang.

Yue Yun acknowledged him, looked at Zhang Xian with gratitude, and walked out of the tent with big steps.

Yue Fei looked at Yue Yun's back figure. After he had walked out of the tent for a long time, he said: If something were to happen to me one day, and I hand this huge army of one hundred thousand over to Yun'er, will it harm our brothers?

Zhang Xian laughed and said: Even though Yun'er has a carefree personality, it is fortunate that he can distinguish the importance of this matter and will definitely not miss out on this important matter. You have just reached your prime, and should still grow in the future, why would you think that?

Yue Fei was silent for a moment, then let out a long sigh and said: Accompanying a monarch is like accompanying a tiger.

After saying that, Zhang Xian's face also became gloomy, and he asked: Has something happened at the imperial government?

Yue Fei shook his head and said, There's nothing wrong right now, but Qin Hui and the rest are always around to fan the flames. Something will happen sooner or later.

Zhang Xian was indignant in his heart as he scolded: For a bunch of villains like Qin Hui, it's not possible to let them fight a battle. If they get in the way behind his back, it's as good as done.

Yue Fei sighed, His Majesty has been in peace in the south for many years, I'm afraid that he has long forgotten why the Second Sage was kidnapped and sent to the Northern Lands more than ten years ago.

Zhang Xian nodded and did not speak further. Actually, the two of them knew the real reason behind the problem, was not because of Qin Hui but because of the high and mighty Emperor.

More than ten years had passed, and Zhao Gou was no longer that ambitious King Kang. He had already completely become an emperor who coveted pleasure.

Or perhaps, while Zhao Gou was supporting the resistance, he was obstructing the situation. If he did not advocate resisting the gold, no one in Song Dynasty would want to hold him as the new emperor.

His soul had never changed, and had only drilled into the King Kang's skin.

However, no matter how exquisite the leather bag was, it would eventually age and rot.

Ten years is enough.

CHAPTER 503 - TEN YEARS OF AMBUSH

One Hundred and Forty Descending from Tibetan Scriptures

According to the book, there was a famous woodcutter known as the King of Water Scriptures. When the King was cutting firewood on the mountain, he happened to see the Second Child play chess, so he sat to the side and watched. When the game was over, the boy reminded him, Your axe is rotten. At this point, when the King returned to the village, he realized that a thousand years had passed in this world.

As Wang Jian thought about Wei Jin's legend, he thought to himself, Could it be that I've encountered the same situation as that woodcutter king?

In half a month's time, Wang Jian had already rushed back to the foot of Xiyun Mountain from Deng Zhou City.

He looked at the bustling town before him that was like half the capital, and he could not help but sigh with emotion. I didn't expect that after not returning for ten years, the mountain had already become like this. "

At the end of the street, there was a signboard with three words written on it: Cloud Perching Town. It was unknown who had set it up.

As Wang Jian walked on the busy streets, he could not help but notice the unfamiliar people bustling about on both sides of the street, and a beautiful face appeared in his mind: Junior Sister has always liked liveliness. If she knew that there was such a huge change in Xiyun Mountain, she would definitely want to come here and play.

Thinking about Gong Wu, Wang Jian felt a pang in her heart, In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. Junior Sister will probably forget about this senior brother of mine.

He let out a long sigh, and muttered: Originally, I entered Shu Mountain to comprehend the Great Way, to resolve the pain and frustration in my heart. But who would have thought that before he had mastered the Grand Dao, the pain would not decrease in the slightest. And it has unknowingly wasted ten years of time.

I wonder how Master is doing. Do you still dance every day? How is Senior Master Gong? Is he still playing the game?

Junior Sister... Is she any better? "

Wang Jian's mind was in a mess as he unknowingly walked towards the entrance of the Xiyun Mountain Mountain Road.

Suddenly, a middle-aged male beggar stopped Wang Jian, and with a tremble, he extended the broken bowl in his hands out, placing it at Wang Jian's waist, he pleaded in pain, Dao Lord, your kindness, eat your meal.

Wang Jian sized the beggar from head to toe. The beggar's clothes were tattered, his clothes were even tattered than his own daoist robes that spanned both the north and south of the river.

The beggar slanted his shoulder, looking like he had lost a leg. He stretched out his broken leg and knelt in front of Wang Jian, looking extremely awkward. His face was pale yellow, and his lips were white.

Wang Jian saw that the beggar was handicapped, and was different from the lazy refugees. He could not bear it any longer, so he took out the few remaining pieces of silver from his daoist robe and placed them in the beggar's bowl. He said, I'll give them all to you.

The beggar was overjoyed and immediately kowtowed on the ground. Wang Jian unintentionally looked at the beggar's appearance.

Beneath the mud was the face of a person that Wang Jian was familiar with. However, that person was a young scholar in his early twenties.

Wang Jian said in shock, You are that... That scholar called Hsing Buhsing?

Hearing Wang Jian's words, the beggar's entire body shivered, and his limbs started to tremble uncontrollably. He hurriedly grabbed the crushed silver from the broken bowl and stuffed it into his chest. He lay on the ground and trembled while begging, Don't hit me, don't hit me …

The beggar muttered a few words before jumping up from the ground, stumbling his way towards the unconscious alley.

Wang Jian was curious to know what exactly happened to Hsing Buhsing. He flashed and followed behind Hsing Buhsing. Since Hsing Buhsing had one of his legs broken, naturally, he could not run fast.

Of course, even if Hsing Buhsing's broken leg was completely fine, it would still not be able to shake him off. One of them ran away while the other chased. It was only when the beggar ran into a dead end did they stop.

The beggar quickly turned around and looked at Wang Jian in fear, as if he was looking at an evil spirit who was taking his life.

He kneeled on the ground with a thump, as his entire face stuck to the ground. He cried and begged for mercy, Please don't hit me again, I really don't know where Wang Jian is. I beg you, stop hitting me. You have already beaten my mother to death, and you have also beaten Lan'er to death. I am no longer a human being, but a ghost. I live just like that. Can't you do a good job and let me live? I just want to live!

Wang Jian was confused, he could only hear that someone was looking for him, and had even caused the destruction of Hsing Buhsing's family.

He raised his hand to tidy up his messy hair, revealing his face, he looked at the beggar and said: Hsing Buhsing, look up, I am Wang Jian.

Hsing Buhsing was still there kowtowing. Hearing Wang Jian's words, his entire body froze, he slowly raised his head to look at Wang Jian's face and shouted: You really are Wang Jian! That Taoist!

After Hsing Buhsing recovered from his shock, endless hatred surfaced on his face as he fiercely said: It is because of you that my mother and Lan'er died miserably. It also ruined my good future, making me into a beggar that I have to endure all the humiliation in the world. I won't forgive you!

Hsing Buhsing shouted loudly: General Wanyan! Wang Jian is here!

Following Hsing Buhsing's loud shout, a wave of chaotic footsteps sounded out on the street.

Countless soldier of Kim Country rushed out from the houses on both sides of the street, surrounding Wang Jian in all three layers and three layers, to the point where not even a drop of water could leak out.

A loud roar came from afar, sounding like a thunderclap. Immediately following were the sounds of horse hooves, the soldier of Kim Country automatically spread out a path for the horses. General Jin, who was in his forties, galloped over. Another squadron of people of Kim Country cavalry followed him in and encircled Wang Jian once again.

General Jin's eyes burned with passion, holding his cold sword, he looked at Wang Jian and bellowed: Taoist Wang, Warranty Zong Wang has been waiting for you for a whole ten years!

Wang Jian looked around, behind the soldier of Kim Country that was dressed in her armor, there were actually countless locals dressed in civilian clothes, holding onto lances in their hands, preparing for battle.

Wang Jian had already understood everything, and said slowly: No wonder I saw the town below the feet of Xiyun Mountain without any familiar faces, so it turns out that these townspeople were all disguised by your people of Kim Country. What about the people who used to live here?

Warrick Zong Wang seemed to be overjoyed that he had surrounded Wang Jian. He laughed out loud: I don't need to trouble Taoist Wang to take care of this, they naturally went to the place they were supposed to go. The Taoist should also be able to tell that I have set up an inescapable net here. Ten years of planning is for the sake of getting Taoist Wang to leave right now. Taoist Wang should not struggle anymore.

Wang Jian said in his heart: "There is a high chance that what Warrick Zong Wang said is true, the people at the bottom of the mountain will not be able to escape the evil hands of these people of Kim Country s. But why would Master allow them to do whatever they wanted at the foot of the Xiyun Mountain? Could it be that something had happened to his master? I have to go up the hill and have a look.

He then looked around at the densely packed soldier of Kim Country, and thought: But now that people of Kim Country has trapped me in this alley, even if I were to break out of it by force, the other soldier of Kim Country would quickly surround me. How do I get out?"

Just as Wang Jian was thinking about it, Hsing Buhsing found a chance to crawl up from the ground, and ran to the side of Warrick to try to please him, General Wanyan, now that Wang Jian this evil Taoist can't escape anymore, does this count as me making contributions for Kim Country?

Warranty Zong Wang nodded her head, Hsing Buhsing's face revealed joy, but just as he was about to continue speaking, a cold light flashed past his eyes, and she felt a chill down his neck, as though her head had been cut off from his body.

Blood splashed onto the armor on Warrick as he got off his horse. After that, Zong Wang looked at Wang Jian and asked: Taoist Wang, have you considered it carefully? We've all waited here for you for ten years in vain. This time, we definitely won't let you escape so easily.

To tell you the truth, my Wolf Master has long heard of the fame of the Taoist Wang among the Classic of Mountains and Rivers. If Daoist Priest is willing to go to the Northern Lands to see my Wolf Master, he will definitely be treated as a distinguished guest of my country. Seeing that the Taoist Wang had not changed its appearance even after ten years, as if it was still in its early twenties, it must have already understood the road to longevity. If the Taoist Wang could offer the secrets of longevity to the Wolf Master. As long as we wait for Wolf Master to conquer the great rivers and mountains in the south, he will become the emperor of the Han, and we will share the world equally.

I think the Taoist is a wise man, but I'll have to think about it. Being a Taoist was not as cool as being the king of the Han Dynasty. But don't think too long, Taoist. I am a patient man and can afford to wait. But my soldiers can't afford to wait."

After saying that, she wielded her sword and sat on the horse, and stared at Wang Jian without moving.

CHAPTER 504 - DEPRAVED CRIMES

Suzheng from Tibetan Scripture to One Hundred and Forty-one

The street on the east side of the town was cold and deserted, devoid of pedestrians.

After hearing the whistle, all the townspeople ended their ten years of ambush under the Xiyun Mountain and once again transformed into the soldier of Kim Country, firmly surrounding the Taoist they had been waiting for in a corner.

At the end of East Long Street was a three-story teahouse. The teahouse was built so that it was incongruous with the extremely simple and crude houses that surrounded it.

The doors and windows of the first and second floor were tightly shut. Only the windows on the third floor were open. A middle-aged man stood by the window, looking down at the entire Cloud Perch Town.

The man's temples were gray, and he had an ancient look on his face. However, the passage of time still couldn't hide his outstanding appearance.

Although he had a jade-like face and an imposing manner, he was used to lowering his gaze slightly, concealing the sinister glint in his eyes. Even so, the person he was facing would feel like he was looking at a wolfhound that was lurking in the forest, waiting for its prey.

At this moment, an elderly voice came from the pavilion, Shimei, in consideration of our relationship as master and disciple, if you hand over the map of the world, I can still let you live.

The beauty was none other than the words written by the middle-aged man.

In Kai Feng Palace, there was once a high official who used the word Shi Mei. His surname was Li, and he was once a Minister of the dynasty. The middle-aged man in the pavilion was Lee Bangyan.

No one would have thought that Lee Bangyan, who disappeared when the army of Kim Country broke down in the capital, would actually appear in the Xiyun Mountain.

Lee Bangyan did not say a word, he gazed at Wang Jian who was trapped in a dead end far away, and asked: That person is Wang Jian?

The old voice sounded again, Shimei, have you forgotten the rules that I've taught you?

The corner of Lee Bangyan's mouth flashed with disdain. But when he turned around, his face was full of respect as he cupped his hands and said, "Teacher, disciple did not forget. Teacher once said that he taught me a lesson, so I must remember this.

Hearing Lee Bangyan's words, Shao Yong nodded his head, stood up and slowly walked towards Lee Bangyan.

Lee Bangyan was still standing there respectfully, but his forehead was already starting to get moist.

An extremely unremarkable drop of sweat flowed down from the corner of Lee Bangyan's forehead, falling into his dense right hair and wetting his hair.

Shao Yong stared at Lee Bangyan, and said solemnly: Shimei, you have been with me the most, and are also my most prized disciple, why would you panic?

Lee Bangyan was shocked.

He felt that he had completely suppressed that last sliver of panic, had hidden it very deeply. He did not expect Shao Yong to still be able to see through it.

Shao Yong spoke word by word, "Shimei, let me ask you one last time.

Lee Bangyan looked at Shao Yong and asked: Teacher, why do you insist on that position? Aren't you satisfied with being the head of the Sea Faction and the head of half of all the civil officials in the world?

Shao Yong let out a cold snort, and looked at Lee Bangyan as if he was a childish child. He rubbed his chest and coughed a few times, then said, What do you know?

Lee Bangyan blurted out, If Master doesn't explain it, how can I understand?

After Shao Yong heard this, his entire body shivered.

In front of Shao Yong's eyes, the figure of a half-grown child appeared. The child had delicate features and was holding an obscure book in his hands. He was wrapped around the boy's body, constantly asking questions.

Every time he opened his mouth to scold the child for having insufficient talent and being unable to comprehend his own abilities, the child would say, If Master doesn't scold me, how can I understand?

After his thoughts returned, Shao Yong looked at Lee Bangyan and said slowly: Shimei, since you want to know, then I will explain it to you. Master would like to ask you first, all the sects and schools of the Classic of Mountains and Rivers s have experienced closed door cultivation, and only one has not, which sect is this?

Lee Bangyan answered without thinking, I, Hai Ying Wu have never had one.

Why?

Lee Bangyan replied: Our Sea Sect is different from other sects within the Classic of Mountains and Rivers, we need to rely on the power of the temples in the world, so we cannot close our doors and not come out.

Shao Yong slightly smiled, and said: It's not that I can't, but rather, I don't dare. Although there was a serious conflict on the road to becoming a official, the open and covert struggles between the various sects and clans in the Classic of Mountains and Rivers s were still better than the path to becoming a official in the temple. If we don't have the temple to lend us our strength, we will absolutely not be a match for the other sects. You know all this.

Lee Bangyan nodded his head in agreement, and waited patiently for Shao Yong to continue speaking: Then let me ask you, if there comes a day when there is no more temple in this world, where will our Sea Sect go?

Could it be that he has to go out of the door and extend his neck to wait for the other sects in the Classic of Mountains and Rivers s to come kill him?

Lee Bangyan doubted: Teacher, why is there no one in this temple? As long as there are people, there will be a temple.

Shao Yong laughed dryly for a bit, then said: There is nothing that must be found in this world. You are not, I am not. The various sects and clans in the Classic of Mountains and Rivers are not, and the temple is even more so.

In the end, this temple needs someone to rule because the people of this world cannot rule themselves. If one day, the people of this world can rule themselves, then what difference does it make whether there is a temple or not?

Lee Bangyan listened and thought carefully for a while. His back was already drenched in cold sweat. He had never thought about this matter so much like Shao Yong before. Now that he thought about it more carefully, he actually felt that it was extremely terrifying.

Shao Yong asked: Shimei, have you thought it through?

Lee Bangyan let out a long sigh, as if he had made the most important decision. Teacher, disciple has thought it through. If the teacher wants to control the temple himself, he can truly control the situation, and advance or retreat as he pleases.

Shao Yong nodded his head: You can use these four words well. Our Sea Sect does not have any special technique to hide our armors, nor do we have the ability to fix our Mount Sect, nor do we have any Illusory Dao Sect to bewitch people's hearts. If he wanted to pass it on to the Classic of Mountains and Rivers, he would have to rely on it to advance and retreat freely. Si Mei, you will still be my disciple if you tell me about the map of the world. However, since you are unable to cultivate our Sea Sect's Supreme Forgetfulness Realm, the Tidal Record cannot be passed on to you. When you cultivate to the Awakening Realm of the Heavens, I will be able to pass the Tidal Record to you. If the Sea Sect is the leader, they will definitely forget everything. You should know this as well.

Lee Bangyan looked out of the window, and said with a gloomy face: Teacher, ever since disciple escaped from the capital, I have first gone to the Northern Lands, and then returned to the Song Continent. Along the way, he had seen too many people living in hell, selling themselves to women, changing their sons, and eating them all. It was none other than me, the Lee Bangyan who allowed people of Kim Country to enter the capital freely.

When it comes to emotions, Lee Bangyan was already hysterical, Disciple is a person who is emotional in the first place. The map of the world had already been sent to Yue Fei by his disciple for him to use against the people of Kim Country. If teacher wanted to take back the painting from Yue Fei's hands, it would definitely be easy. But in this way, this disciple feels that I am sorry to the thousands and thousands of innocent people in Big Song.

Disciple pleads teacher, can you save the world?

The more Shao Yong heard the words, the heavier his expression became. But he still waited quietly for Lee Bangyan to finish speaking before reprimanding him, You silly thing! If I save the people of the world, then who would save the Hai Sect? You followed me for so many years, yet you still don't understand such a simple reason?

Lee Bangyan was silent for a long time before exhaling a breath of relief, and said: Disciple understands. From the looks of it, only by dying can disciple put an end to his own sins. Before he finished speaking, Lee Bangyan jumped out from the window and down from the third floor.

With a peng sound, the red and white object splashed onto the long street at the bottom of the building.

Shao Yong's lips slightly trembled, he stood there blankly for a long while before spitting out these four words, Why is it like that?

On the other side of the long street, there were many soldier of Kim Country.

In the dead end, Wang Jian looked at Warrick and said: "General Wanyan, I have to go up the Xiyun Mountain to see my master. Furthermore, I do not know a single bit about this path of longevity.

Warrick Zong Wang only thought that Wang Jian was pretending to be ignorant and purposely refused to do so. His face was gloomy as he fiercely said, Dao leader, are you not going to consider it? I have heard that you Chinese prefer to be courteous first and then military. If you are still so stubborn, then you can only meet with Dao leader's blade.

Wang Jian remained silent, but just as he was about to find an opportunity to escape, Warranty Zong Wang gave a command: Go, capture him first, and then don't care about life and death.

A group of Golden Knight were in formation as they rushed towards Wang Jian. When the first set of Golden Knight rushed out, the second set of Golden Knight was also eager to give it a try. From the looks of it, Warrick Zong Wang was planning to use this opportunity to capture Wang Jian.

Seeing the profound energy rush over like a rainbow, Wang Jian also activated his Purple-Light Arts, preparing to meet the enemy.

At this moment, several bolts of lightning fell from the sky. With several rumbling sounds, all of the limestone tiles within the alley were turned to dust by the lightning.

CHAPTER 505 - OPEN GATE OF HEAVEN

Suzheng of Tibetan Scripture Repeated to One hundred and forty-two

Sand and rocks flew, and dust flew everywhere. soldier of Kim Country was alarmed, the horses shocked.

The streaks of lightning did not seem to land on the blue stone bricks, but on the hearts of the crowd of soldier of Kim Country. The cavalrymen were so frightened that they didn't dare to step forward. They stood on their horses, looking at the sky with fear and trepidation.

Although Warrick was also shocked by the sudden thunder, he quickly recovered. As the commander-in-chief, he must not let his guard down. He angrily glared and raised his sword as he roared: Charge! Don't care about these perverts. Charge over! Violator! Kill!"

Several tens of Golden Knight s braced themselves up and pulled on their horses' reins. Only then did they manage to stabilize their horses, and before they could charge out again, another wave of lightning tore through the sky and struck down. After hacking into the crowd, there were more than a dozen charred corpses. These ear-splitting peals of thunder startled the horses. They were scared to the point that they scared the horses, causing the tight formations of the Golden Knight and gold to be disrupted.

In the small streets, countless soldier of Kim Country's Golden Knight had already flooded in. The reason why they could not cause trouble was due to the strict rules and strict order, as well as the complete might and might of Zong Wang. Warrick was always strict, if any mishaps were to happen to his soldiers, Warrick would definitely be executed.

However, no matter how powerful Warrick was, could it be stronger than the thunder? Moreover, there were already more than ten charred and stinky corpses in front of him, making a precedent for him.

The battle horses roared, and the Golden Knight s that were dragging their horses galloped wildly, charging everywhere in the battle formation. The soldier of Kim Country s immediately became chaotic.

The clashing of weapons and sabers could be heard one after another. With each step, miserable screams filled the air. Warrick, Zong Wang …. Even after shouting out loud and using the bow and arrow to kill the few war horses, he was unable to stop the chaos.

Suddenly, another bolt of lightning burst out of nowhere and headed straight for Yan Zong Wang.

Warrick, Zong Wang shouted to the soldiers around him to stabilize his morale. He suddenly felt a chill on his back and felt a chill all over his body. When he turned around, that flash of lightning had already arrived in front of his face.

Just as the lightning strike was about to strike Warrick Zong Wang, he felt like he was about to be scorched black and lose his life there. A thin film of blue water vapor appeared out of nowhere and trapped Warrick within it, blocking the lightning strike for him.

Warrick Zong Wang watched as the lightning as thick as his waist collided with the water film and disappeared. At this moment, his face was deathly pale, and he couldn't utter a single word.

An old voice sounded by his ear, Qiu Hongji gave up his Heaven Gate. He risked his life to get out of the Heavenly Master Manor, none of us can stop him. Quick, get your soldiers to evacuate this place.

Warrick recovered from the shock, and when she heard the news, she exclaimed, But Mr Shao, we're letting Wang Jian go just like that, what do we have to report back to Wolf Master for?

For his precious disciple, Qiu Hongji gave up on guarding the Heaven Gate. Now, the heavenly tribulation within the Heaven Gate had already leaked out. Qiu Hongji would definitely die in less than three days. At that time, it would be easy for you to capture Wang Jian. Furthermore, we have already achieved our goal, so why don't we leave?

Warrick Zong Wang had always thought that capturing Wang Jian was their real motive for lying in ambush here for the past ten years. Now that he heard Shao Yong's words, it seemed like he did not know about some of the things that had happened.

He could not help but narrow his eyes and ask, Then what is it for?

Shao Yong knew in his heart that if he did not speak of this matter clearly, Warranty Zong Wang would not easily withdraw his troops. He explained, There is a Heaven Gate within the Xiyun Mountain, and it is the peak of the heavens. At the beginning of a realm, if this door were to be opened wide, it would be able to absorb all forms of luck between heaven and earth. Because it is located in the Central Plains, if the Heaven Gate were to be opened widely, the first thing to be affected would be the Central Plains.

So we only need to lure Qiu Hongji away from the Heavenly Master Manor. The Heaven Gate will open up, and at that time, the Central Plains' qi flow will disperse, allowing the Golden Lord to step onto the Central Plains effortlessly. Now that Qiu Hongji has given up on his Heaven Gate in order to save Wang Jian and he is already invincible without any worries, why should we touch his brows?

Warrick suddenly came to a realization and shouted loudly: Retreat!

With his order, the soldier of Kim Country s were relieved of a great burden and all retreated out of the town.

After which, Zong Wang turned to look at the third floor and asked: When does Mr Shao leave?

I'll immediately … Before his voice fell, another bolt of lightning descended from the sky. This time, it did not strike at people of Kim Country nor Warranty Zong Wang, but rather at the top of the three story tea house on East Street.

With a boom, the teahouse exploded, and the entire third floor was split into pieces. Warranty appeared by Zong Wang's ears, but Shao Yong's voice was no longer present.

Wu Yan Zong Wang looked at the thick smoke rolling out from the teahouse in the distance, and a weird smile actually appeared on his face. He looked towards the Heavenly Master Manor and rode away.

There was no longer anyone on the street. Wang Jian raised his head slightly and looked at the Cloud Lightning Formation in the sky.

A ball of air formed from purple clouds rushed down from the mountain, passed by Wang Jian's side, and engulfed him within it. In an aggressive manner, it surged upwards along the Xiyun Mountain, charging past the Heavenly Master Manor door and only then did it stop when it reached the highest point of Xiyun Mountain, the Star Observation Pavilion.

The purple ball of air rolled and threw Wang Jian out before transforming into a white-bearded Old Taoist.

When Wang Jian saw Old Taoist, he asked excitedly, Master, are you alright?

Qiu Hongji did not care about Wang Jian, but instead, he took a step forward, and rushed up to the top of Star Gazing Pavilion.

Wang Jian raised his head to chase after Qiu Hongji, and only then did he notice that there was an additional pitch-black hole in the layers of clouds.

He did not know what was inside the cave, but Wang Jian could see that around the black hole, clouds and mist were being constantly being sucked in, disappearing without a trace.

The black hole was like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring the clouds.

Just as Wang Jian was looking up at the black hole, Qiu Hongji was already flying extremely high, and a ball of lightning had already formed in his hand.

The lightning lines weaved a lightning web in Qiu Hongji's hands. The lightning web became denser and denser, and when Qiu Hongji got closer to the black hole, he was already like a piece of lightning that shone with boundless light.

The lightning bolts revolved in the air and were sucked into the black hole along with the surrounding clouds. Just as Qiu Hongji was about to arrive near the black hole, countless pitch-black black hands reached out from within the black hole.

The black shadow bent his hand into a claw and clawed at Qiu Hongji. Qiu Hongji somersaulted in the air, dodging being caught by a few black hands, and threw the lightning bolt out.

Just as countless black hands were about to surround Qiu Hongji, the lightning bolts automatically covered the black hole and the black hand instantly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Qiu Hongji quickly descended from the sky and with a few somersaults, he steadily landed on top of the pavilion.

Seeing that Qiu Hongji was safe and sound, Wang Jian was more than half worried. He anxiously ran over to Master Guan Xing and extended his hand to pick Qiu Hongji up.

Qiu Hongji then raised his head and looked at the black hole in the sky that was blocked by the lightning bolts, and sighed: I'm afraid that after this ordeal, I won't be able to defend against the Heaven Gate anymore.

When Wang Jian was young, he would always come to the Star Observation Pavilion to see Wu Dao, and he had never seen the black hole in the sky before. He didn't know what Qiu Hongji was talking about, and asked in shock, Master, what do you mean by this?

Qiu Hongji pointed to the black hole in the sky and asked, Do you know what that is?

Wang Jian said: Listening to Master's words, those are Heaven Gate, but what are Heaven Gate?

Qiu Hongji jumped down from the Star Observation Pavilion and said, The Heaven Gate is the extreme sky, the World Gate. No one has ever known where or what is outside of the door, because no one has ever been able to enter before.

Wang Jian asked: Then who can enter?

Qiu Hongji looked at Wang Jian and chuckled, then said: "If you were to comprehend the