Taoist endowment

Chapter 36

Chen Jingyun was reading the scriptures in the back hall while watching the movements in the front hall. At this time, seeing Zhu Gang and the others being beaten up, and that Mu Yuanqing seemed to be beaten very hard, he couldn't help thinking——

"If I beat Nie Fengming and them with a stick, and watched them run away, I wonder if it would be the same fun? I can try this after I go back."

No matter what sect or sect, the place where the sect's inner law is stored is an important place, and there will always be masters stationed in turn.

At night, Chen Jingyun entered the Buddhist scripture building in the back hall of the Jade Fuzong. The person guarding the Buddhist scripture building was an elder who was in the alchemy stage.

The elder was practicing in the building, but suddenly he saw a young man in blue Taoist clothes pushing the door in with a smile, and he couldn't help wondering: "Could it be that I forgot to activate the prohibition in the building today?"

He thought it was some disciple in the sect, who was about to open his mouth to reprimand him, when suddenly he felt a flash in front of his eyes, the man came in front of him with a sway, and then stretched out a finger and pointed it straight at his forehead!
Elder Jie Dan has experienced countless battles in his life, and his reaction is naturally not slow. He was about to move and dodge, but this sudden finger was so unavoidable that it was so unavoidably pointed at the center of his eyebrows. After falling to the ground, there was still a horrified expression on his face.

Chen Jingyun scanned the books in the building with his spiritual sense, and he knew the outline of the three-storey library just by looking at the titles of the books.

The first floor is mostly composed of essays and broad notes plus basic books such as identification of spirit grass and classification of mineral veins.

On the second floor, there are mostly Qi training, some practice skills in the foundation building period, and the practice insights of some senior practitioners.

Floating in the third layer are a few white jade slips wrapped in aura and exuding radiant light, presumably they are the advanced cultivation methods of the Jade Talisman Sect above the alchemy stage.

Chen Jingyun scanned the jade slips on the third floor with his spiritual sense, and regarded the rune restrictions wrapped in the jade slips as nothing. .

"So that's it. Is that so?" Chen Jingyun quickly scanned the books one by one with his spiritual thoughts, and when the contents of a miscellaneous note called "Bo Wen Kao" were reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness, Chen Jingyun couldn't help being stunned, and began to read carefully .

In this thick "Bo Wen Kao", apart from some ancient legends, the rest is about the division of power in the three domains of humans, demons, and demons in this world, the strength levels of human clan sects, and the cultural landscapes of various places. .

For the first time, Chen Jingyun has a general understanding of the world he lives in in this messy miscellaneous notes.

According to the legend, before ancient times, there was a congenital god who split the mammoth with his sword. After that, the heaven and the earth opened, the two poles were divided, and the three talents first stood.

In the countless years that followed, it is impossible to test how many creatures were born in this world, but there is a legend that has lasted forever, that is-the sky has nine layers, and the earth is divided into eight barrens. All living beings within are just dogs.
Chen Jingyun "tsk tsk!" a few times, passed the author's imagination and guesswork, and continued to study.

It turns out that after tens of thousands of years of great waves washing the sand, there are only three races of humans, demons, and demons left in this world.

The three clans were separated into the world, and cultivators of each clan fought endlessly for years in order to compete for the world's aura rich land and cultivation resources. This situation continued until a tragic decisive battle in the cultivation world ten thousand years ago.

It is rumored that the battle took place at the most glorious and prosperous time in the practice world. In that battle, masters from all three sides fought, blood stained the sky for thousands of miles, countless Jindan and Nascent Soul monks died, and even ancient cultivators who were transcendent were also killed. Many have fallen.

It is said that at the end of the killing, the heavens and the earth were furious, so the sky rained blood, the earth gushed into the yellow spring, and there was a thunderbolt from the sky in the void, and a demon god whimpered under the nine earths.
It was that battle that severely damaged the vitality of the human cultivation world, so they had to retreat to the Northern Wilderness in order to gain momentum.

The same goes for the other demon and demon races. The cultivators of the demon clan climbed over Tianzhu Mountain in the east and occupied the Eastern Desolation to recuperate, while a branch of the water family that originally belonged to the monster clan broke away from the group and sneaked into the endless sea in the south.

The Demon Race side crossed the Absolute Desert and retreated into the Western Wilderness.

Ten thousand years later, although the cultivators of the three races had minor frictions at the borders of the various races, there were no major disputes. This was all due to the battle ten thousand years ago.

After reading it carefully, Chen Jingyun's heart was full of mixed feelings, and bitterness piled up on his face. It turned out that the vast Tiannan territory he thought was just the main battlefield of that battle.

The fairy mountain was shattered and the spiritual vein was cut off. That battle turned the paradise that was originally the most aura-rich in the world into ruins.

However, the fairy aura, monster aura, blood-bale aura and soaring resentment emanating from the corpses of the three-party cultivators were actually entangled in the thin heaven and earth aura. It will also be cut off from the path of practice by polluting the spiritual roots!

As a result, a treasure land that was once fought by the three parties has become a poisonous land that cultivators of all races avoid like snakes and scorpions.

After the Great War that year, the two clans of monsters fled with the surviving people of their own clan, but the people of the human race were unable to cross thousands of miles of forests because of their weak health, so only a few people with spiritual roots were escorted into the Northern Wilderness by human monks. Let the remaining survivors fend for themselves on the ruins.

What the cultivators who fled into the Northern Wilderness did not expect was that the abandoned people of the human race would be so determined, struggling to survive on the ruins for thousands of years, generation after generation of heroes began to establish a dynasty, commanding the people to jointly resist natural disasters and beasts , abruptly fumbled out the method of martial arts practice.

Seven to eight thousand years later, the number of people in Tiannan has exceeded tens of millions, even surpassing the entire Northern Wilderness.

As a result, some new entrants to the sect focused their attention on those common people, and sent cultivators in the sect to prepare enough spirit stones to establish a stronghold in the south of the sky to find the seeds of practice.

Originally thinking that after a long time, the legendary power that could erode the spiritual roots in Tiannan Land should no longer be there, so as long as you don't absorb the spiritual energy there, it should be fine.

Whoever wanted to steal chickens failed, but instead lost many cultivators' spiritual roots, so they had to flee back in despair. The power of Tiannan Land to erode the cultivators' spiritual roots seems to be more domineering than the records in the classics.

This matter has become a joke in the Northern Wilderness. Since the top sects learned that the Tiannan people are gradually prospering, which one has not investigated and paid attention?If there are really advantages to take advantage of, how can they get a few third-rate sects in turn?

In the thousand years since then, no sect has paid attention to the land in the south of the sky, but every few decades, a few warriors from the south of the sky will come across thousands of miles of forests relying on their powerful martial arts skills.

The hearts of these warriors are indestructible. Once they have seen the magic of the fairy family, all they think about is longing.

Most cultivators in the practice world think that these martial artists are ominous people, but after all, they are all of the human race. Although they don't like it, they mostly let them fend for themselves and ignore them.

Some warriors who are lucky will be recruited by some sects and factions. After all, although these warriors have poor spiritual roots, their own martial arts skills are strong, and some even rival monks in the late stages of ordinary Qi training, and they are also qualified as fighters.

Some unlucky ones will become the playthings of the demon cultivators, fighting with some fierce beasts every day for the cultivators' pleasure.

Those with the worst luck were killed directly by some monks.

"The one who cut off the old Daoist's arm and killed several of his friends 20 years ago should be the monk of the Lian Yinzong who went out to practice.

According to the records in this book, the Lianyin Sect is one of the five major sects of the Northern Wilderness, and there are many masters under its sect, and Cangshan Fudi is just a party under its jurisdiction, and usually only regards this place as a place for its disciples to go out to practice. where.

Only those cultivators of that sect would show lotus flowers on their clothes and pretend to be noble, and they would be the most filthy of the world. Master and the others were born in a poisonous place, but they are the most filthy people! "

Chen Jingyun withdrew his divine thoughts calmly, and he seemed to be able to hear the cries of those abandoned people struggling to survive in a barren land, as well as the roars of those martial arts seniors before they died!

Chen Jingyun deduced the general outline of what happened back then. Apart from grief, there was only a fire burning in his chest. In the eyes of the female cultivator of the Lianyin Sect, Master and others should be no different from ants, right?It's enough to kill at will, even if you see the master alive with a broken arm, you don't kill the roots. After all, who cares about the life and death of an ant with a broken leg?

Chen Jingyun has never been a generous person, and he has never thought about seeking the well-being of the common people in the world. If he can live a leisurely life, he will not care about the wind and rain outside the mountains.

Even before leaving the mountain, Chen Jingyun only thought about revenge for his teacher, but after reading all the books in the Jade Talisman Sect, those who experienced the collapse of mountains and rivers and the destruction of their homes thousands of years ago were abandoned in the ruins The figures of the Tiannan people running and crying seemed to be engraved in his heart.

As a fellow from Tiannan, it would be fine if he had no ability in the past, but now that he has the opportunity, he has to do something.

You have abandoned it like grass in the world of cultivating immortals, but I, Chen Jingyun, want to make it great!
(End of this chapter)