Fu Shifeng

Chapter 298 God’s will is unpredictable

With a clanging sound, the Hundred Refining Divine Sword trembled slightly, and the lightning that hit his face was cut into two pieces, with a roar of thunder, dissipating behind both sides of Cheng Sanwu.

The lightning that was chopped into pieces by the invisible divine blade also disappeared, leaving only the dull lingering sound and stirring energy between heaven and earth, indicating the war that had just ended.

Falling down and regaining his feet on the ground, Cheng Sanwu took a deep breath, seeming to try his best to get rid of the detached state just now, then sheathed the knife and looked down at his hands.

"Jun Zhaoyang, thank you for your hard work."

At this time, Mu Xiangling came floating in the air, holding a green robe in her hand. I don't know where she got it from.

Cheng Sanwu took the robe and put it on, and snorted: "I risked my life to fight the monkey, and all you have is this light word?"

Mu Xiangling asked with a smile: "What kind of reward does Mr. Zhaoyang want?"

Cheng Sanwu looked up and down at the woman in front of him. In terms of appearance, Mu Xiangling was fair-skinned, quiet, elegant, dignified and beautiful. But for some reason, Cheng Sanwu just couldn't get the slightest interest.

"You can't give me what I want."

Turning his head to look at the sky, Cheng Sanwu cursed: "Damn it, I worked hard for a long time, but I got nothing. This monkey is also ruthless. In order to defeat me, he will die with both jade and stone!"

"Are you talking about the Thunder Mandrill's natal essence?" Mu Xiangling asked.

"Yes, what else?"

"Perhaps the mandrill's natal essence is its pair of hammers." Before Mu Xiangling could answer, Su Shaodan came from a distance and looked around at the overturned grass and messy hillside fields, frowning slightly.

"The pair of chisels are not only the spiritual marrow, but also can be regarded as the magical tools of the thundering mandrill." Su Shaodan continued to explain: "This object is connected with its qi. The hammer hitting the iron chisel is actually similar to the magician chanting a mantra. . The last act of the Thundering Mandrill was to forcefully activate its own power by destroying the magic weapon."

Cheng Sanwu looked deeply regretful: "That's such a pity. I originally thought that even if I don't need it, I can give it to others as a gift."

Su Shaodan asked: "I'm very curious, how did Lord Zhaoyang defeat this mandrill just now?"

Cheng Sanwu finally defeated the enemy. Before launching the invisible divine front, he first escaped into the speed of light, and external things became stagnant relative to himself.

In addition to An Quti who was able to do this with the help of magic, Cheng Sanwu also had the only chance to have a brief glimpse of the innate realm during the battle at Yongning Temple when Chang Qing summoned a divine general to bless his upper body. At that time, he also tried to escape into the stream of light. Deal with Liu Xuantong quickly.

But now Cheng Sanwu's situation is very special. He feels that he is standing on the threshold of the innate realm. The thundering mandrill's blow towards his heart certainly shocked Cheng Sanwu, but it also made him vaguely feel that a mysterious and mysterious invisible door had been opened.

As long as he takes half a step forward, all the extraordinary powers of the innate realm can be unleashed at will, and the incomparable speed of light is also at his fingertips.

The only problem is that Cheng Sanwu feels that he is not ready yet and does not intend to completely cross this threshold.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, Cheng Sanwu's defeat of the Thundering Mandrill seemed incomprehensible. They could not see Cheng Sanwu's final movements. The invisible divine edge disappeared in an instant, and all the lightning had no time to exert its power.

"If you can't see it, it means you don't have enough understanding." Cheng Sanwu said casually. He had no intention of explaining these trivial matters to others.

Su Shaodan was also quite sensible, smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

Mu Xiangling looked around. The originally lush Maling Mountain was replaced by several pieces of bare and scorched earth: "Every time you fight, do you have to destroy everything around you?"

Cheng Sanwu was slightly dissatisfied with this: "Is this also my fault? That monkey flies around, attracting wind and thunder at every turn, and can uproot trees with just a flap of its wings. I can't possibly bother to deal with such a powerful enemy. If you are not satisfied with taking care of the flowers and plants, then don’t ask me for help.”

When faced with the accusation, Mu Xiangling not only did not show weakness, but responded clearly: "I think that with your martial arts skills, it is impossible for you to be like an ordinary person who has no eyesight and is easy to fire and hard to retract. And if you activate your skills without restraint, It just adds unnecessary losses and is of no use in defeating the enemy."

"You are not a martial artist, what do you know?" Cheng Sanwu retorted: "Do you think that in a life-and-death fight, you can accurately calculate every punch and kick? How can such a good thing be possible? And I have already Try your best to restrain yourself, when I dealt with the iron-gnawing beast before, I directly destroyed the Jinting Cave."

Su Shaodan knew very well that Mu Xiangling seemed to be docile, but in fact he was quite persistent. He was afraid of conflict between the two parties, so he quickly interjected: "Thanks to Lord Zhaoyang, I was saved from disaster. The vegetation in this mountain is mine." Just come and replant it. No matter what, killing that mandrill completely can be regarded as removing a harm to the world, and the slight price is not worth worrying about."

"That's pretty much it." Cheng Sanwu waved his hand gently and turned around to go down the mountain.

……

"I didn't realize that this eldest disciple of yours has quite a bad temper. You knew Cheng Sanwu's identity, but you dared to teach him a lesson in person."

Somewhere in the Maling Mountains, I heard that Master leaned over and picked up an iron chisel from the soft soil. Its surface was black and shiny, and its physical properties were purer than when it was in the hands of the thundering mandrill. If you use your own energy to sense it, your ears will hear it. You can hear the sound of rolling thunder.

"Where can the mountains and rivers have a small temper?"

Mu Xiaojun, who looked like a girl, was sitting on a large rock, holding her little face with both hands, and said in an old-fashioned way: "Xiang Ling has her own set of standards for dealing with people. In her eyes, even a gluttonous person is not worthy of awe."

"Has she seen Taotie?" Master Wen asked.

"After all, she is the spirit of the Xiang River. She must have seen it, but she doesn't know how much she remembers." Mu Xiaojun explained: "She re-transforms every few hundred years and forgets all the past. But I guess , she should have some mysterious feeling for Cheng Sanwu."

"Isn't she interested in Cheng Sanwu?" Master Wen said with a smile.

"How can you tell that they are in love with each other?" Mu Xiaojun looked at Master Wen with disdain: "Since when did you become so vulgar? Even if you don't act like a saint from the East China Sea, I still bother you. Respect yourself."

"That's how I am." Master Wen played with the black iron chisel in his hand, with a relaxed look on his face: "I've been busy for most of my life, so why don't I take a break and play around for a while."

Mu Xiaojun was about to scold him, but when he saw Master Wen's side face, he felt a little unbearable in his heart, and said with a gentle expression: "Didn't you change your destiny and enter the situation where the flying dragon is in the sky? I thought you would definitely do this. You will become otherworldly and completely get rid of all the past dusty habits." "Being extraordinary is not a saint." Master Wen sat down, blew air from his mouth, conjured a mallet out of thin air, pointed the black iron chisel at the rock in front of him, and gently Knocking, lightning flashed, and silently, the stone nearly a person tall was split in half, and the cut was flat and smooth.

"Besides, I am a Confucian scholar, not a monk seeking transcendence." Master Wen looked at the stone: "In my opinion, the great road is not outside Liuhe, but in the human world. The younger generations of Hongfan Academy praised me as the East China Sea Saints just show that they have not yet understood my teachings.”

Mu Xiaojun thought for a while: "I heard that you wanted to let some students go to remote states and counties to serve as officials? But Taizu Taizu of Great Xia thought that this would waste talents, so he left them in Chang'an as the school secretary of Chongwen Hall."

"Everyone wants to have a noble official career and be promoted steadily, but no one wants to be a common official, struggling in the backcountry." Master Wen sighed helplessly: "The way of a university lies in being virtuous, being close to the people, and staying in the world. The ultimate goodness. This mental formula is very clear, but it is not easy to put it into practice and practice it personally. "

"I remember that you once wanted to take Lu Yan as your disciple?" Mu Xiaojun showed a mocking expression: "He was really a border official, but in the end he parted ways with us."

"Maybe it was Fu Shifeng's staleness that made him find it unbearable." Master Wen struck the stone again. This time it was not a straight cut, but large pieces of stone peeling off on their own.

Mu Xiaojun was slightly surprised: "You have turned Fu Shifeng into this state, is it still considered cliché?"

"Lu Yan was used to seeing long-standing shortcomings, so he tried to reform the past." Master Wen said: "And he didn't like Fu Shifeng's style of being a foreigner. He was either useless to the country or had evil intentions."

"We seem to have both?" Mu Xiaojun laughed, obviously not agreeing with this: "I think he has been an official for a long time, and he is full of calculations of gain and gain."

But Master Wen said: "Isn't this the way in the world to calculate interests and harms? Only by knowing the interests and harms can we establish the law."

"Okay, okay, stop talking about this." Mu Xiaojun didn't want to talk more. She always felt that talking to Master Wen about these things was like explaining the funeral affairs, which made her upset.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it." Master Wen smiled with a smile on his face, as if he was taking care of a naughty and willful little girl, even though the girl next to him was more than a thousand years older than him.

"The remaining great monsters in the Xiaoxiang land should be the nine-headed evil chi, right?" Master Wen asked.

"Yes." Mu Xiaojun frowned slightly: "Although Cheng Sanwu is close to the innate realm, but against the Nine Evil Chi, the outcome is still undecided."

"Is it really that powerful?" Master Wen asked.

"You don't believe it?" Mu Xiaojun jumped lightly and put his hands on his hips: "Don't underestimate these nine evil chisels. In ancient times, they swarmed in groups, from Jinghu Lake to Xiaoxiang, wreaking havoc everywhere, killing living creatures, and mouthing They spit poisonous saliva and pollute the mountains and rivers. Especially those with nine heads, which can control the power of water and fire. Even immortals may not be able to kill them if they come down to earth."

"Listen to what you said, then why are all the nine evil chisels extinct now?" Master Wen was still focused on the rock in front of him.

Mu Xiaojun chuckled and said, "You still have to ask me? In ancient times, the one who killed the Nine Evil Chis was the Jinyun clan who came from the Central Plains."

"The Taotie Department?" Hearing the master's action, he immediately understood: "Although the Jinyun family resisted the Chi Mei in the history books, this matter has been long gone and is unknown. Considering that the untalented Jinyun family was later called the Taotie, why? To blame, this tribe should be the first dependents to be infected by Taotie."

"To be precise, they took the initiative to pray to Taotie to awaken their spiritual intelligence." Mu Xiaojun said with a serious expression: "The whole Jinyun clan was infected by Taotie, so they had the ability to resist the evil Chi. A large number of evil Chi were killed. . And the Taotie deity’s incarnation appeared in this world, which completely established the victory and swallowed up all the nine evil chisels at that time.”

"Don't you think it's amazing?" Master Wen said with a smile: "The appearance of Taotie comes precisely from the prayers of mortals."

Mu Xiaojun was puzzled: "But you said that the essence of Taotie is the mixture of pure and turbid air after the creation of the world, so it has the power of immortality and is not an ordinary creature."

"What is formed by the blending of pure and turbid residual energy is not just Taotie, but also all living beings in this world." Master Wen said: "The great evil in ancient times is not static. Taotie is inspired by Jinyun's prayers, which means that it is also changing. . It is precisely because of this that Fu Shifeng was able to transform it into a human being. What I do is just to praise the transformation of heaven and earth."

Although this truth has been heard from the Master more than once in the past, Mu Xiaojun now has a deep understanding of it.

"In this case, it is natural for Taotie to transform into a human being." Mu Xiaojun pondered for a moment: "But if this is the case, wouldn't the most important opportunity for change be the Jinyun clan's fight against the Nine-Headed Evil Chi?"

"This is probably God's will." Master Wen said with emotion: "Although I quite agree with the Taoist saying that 'my destiny is mine', sometimes there is God's will in the dark, and people have to comply with it."

Mu Xiaojun also didn't expect that his attempt to disturb Cheng Sanwu to target Shen Ji would lead to the situation becoming more unpredictable.

"The opportunity that caused Taotie to appear in the world has now come to Cheng Sanwu again." Master Wen said with a smile: "I am very curious about what achievements he will achieve if he takes this step."

"I have just seen clearly that Cheng Sanwu is almost on the verge of reaching the innate realm." Mu Xiaojun couldn't help but worry: "And in terms of strength alone, today's Cheng Sanwu has surpassed most innate masters in the past and present."

"Are you afraid that Cheng Sanwu will go astray after entering the innate realm?" Master Wen asked.

Mu Xiaojun reminded: "Don't forget, what Fu Shifeng did to Cheng Sanwu in Taiyi Longchi in the past also laid the foundation for our own disaster!"

Master Wen said: "In fact, with Cheng Sanwu's scheming, he had already seen the relationship between Yunmeng Pavilion and Fu Shifeng. The fact that he did not take revenge violently shows that he is not the kind of person who is emotionally disturbed and behaves crazy. people."

"You trust Cheng Sanwu too much, which makes me feel uneasy." Mu Xiaojun was about to speak when he suddenly sensed something and raised his eyes to the north.

"What's wrong?" Master Wen asked.

"There are a few unsighted guys who are invading Yunmeng Pavilion." Mu Xiaojun frowned and said, "The timing seems too coincidental. Could it be the work of the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"That should be it." Master Wen didn't have the slightest concern: "You go back and take care of him, I'll just keep an eye on Cheng Sanwu."

"Are you alone enough?" Mu Xiaojun asked.

Master Wen knocked the rock for the last time, and the stone chips flew away, revealing a dragon button stone seal. Seeing him, he smiled cheerfully and said, "Don't worry, don't you know what I am capable of?"

(End of this chapter)