Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 1082 Yisha
Isha.

Descendants of Ashura.

Asura is the most special kind of creature among the six realms, between good and evil.According to legend, the men of Asura are ugly, but they are born with infinite fighting power, and the women of Asura are beautiful.

This race has always been famous for its violence and is very warlike. It is the creature with the highest comprehensive combat power among the six realms.

It is said that the Yisha tribe of Mount Sumeru is a descendant of a giant-eyed Asura back then.

This Asura has huge eyes and pupils that shine like the sun and the moon, so he is famous. After attaining the Dao, this Asura ascended to the heaven. He was expelled to the heaven all his life, and the Buddha of Immortality thought that his cultivation was not easy, so he was put into Mount Sumeru.

However, because of his hard-tempered temper and his natural warlike nature, this Asura, after ten years in Mount Sumeru, became a tyrant of his own, and had conflicts with all the forces in Mount Sumeru.

The most famous one was when the forces from all directions assembled into one force to kill this Asura. I never thought that this Asura was really powerful. During the siege, he forcibly killed more than half of his opponents. , escaped the siege.

Since then, this Asura's reputation has shocked Mount Sumeru, and no practitioner dares to come against him again.

And this Asura also reproduced in this place, and there was the Yisha clan.

It's just that this Asura was seriously injured when he was besieged, so that later, his body had been harboring a serious disease, and after a hundred years, he sat down and turned into ashes.

The territory of the Yisha tribe is not very large, compared to the territory of the Ming Palace and the territory of the Twelve Gods, it is much smaller.

However, the Yisha people are so famous that no forces from all directions dare to provoke them easily.

After all, once this beast-like creature aroused the desire to fight, even nine bulls would not be able to pull it back.

No one would want to be an enemy of such a group of lunatics.

When Li Changsheng and the old man came to Yisha City, the annual sacred relic ceremony was being held in the city.

King Yisha has inherited the blood and genes of Asura, the giant pupil, and the members of this clan are also like this, especially fond of treasures.So...the Yisha tribe will have a holy relic ceremony every year.

The Grand Ceremony is used to display some rare instruments and treasures. At the same time, it is also an opportunity for various forces to pay tribute to King Yisha.

"Hey...have you guys heard? This time the holy relic ceremony, it is said that the Heaven-Suppressing Lock Tower will be displayed, which is the holy relic of the Yisha tribe..."

"Oh my god! Isn't it? I heard that this Heaven-Suppressing Tower has never been displayed to the public... It has been 130 years since the last time it was displayed..."

On the street, the past practitioners all started talking about it.

"Look... you're so ignorant..." In the crowd, a practitioner with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks lowered his voice for fear of being heard by others, and at the same time said to the dozens of practitioners who surrounded him: "This year , it is the 800th birthday of King Yisha, so... this sky-locking tower will be displayed on the sacred relic ceremony... If it is changed to other times, it is impossible to take it out..."

"Those who can participate in the holy object ceremony are all supernatural powers and famous people. To King Yisha, we are ordinary people, and we are not even qualified to participate in the ceremony..."

In the crowd, although many people were interested in this treasure, at this moment, they all shook their heads and said dejectedly.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked cultivator grinned when he heard this, and said, "If you want to participate in the sacred relic ceremony, you can come to me... I have a way..."

"Do you have a solution?"

When the practitioners present heard this, their eyes widened and they were taken aback.

This sacred ceremony is held once a year. Although it is not a new thing, those who can participate have been extraordinary people since ancient times. It is impossible for ordinary practitioners to enter the venue of the ceremony.

"Of course I have a way!" The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked cultivator flashed a hint of cunning in his eyes, and said mysteriously: "As long as you are willing to pay me some rewards..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands kept rubbing back and forth.

"Cut... liar..."

The onlookers booed disdainfully, turned their heads and walked away, seeming to lose interest immediately.

"Hey..." The monkey-cheeked cultivator was anxious, and quickly shouted: "I'm not a liar... I can really take you in... If you want to see it, you can find me... I can really..."

However, none of the practitioners present seemed interested in listening to his explanation.

In the past, this kind of liar was everywhere in the streets, and the big guys are no longer surprised by it.

Practitioners are not fools. The sacred ceremony has always been heavily guarded, and those who do not have an invitation cannot enter at all.After all... what is displayed inside are some rare magic artifacts and treasures, how can someone without a bit of status enter inside?

If a sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked cultivator really has such abilities, do he still need to come here to earn money from these ordinary cultivators?

The practitioners who had been watching quickly dispersed, and no one planned to listen to a few words from this sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked practitioner.

This cultivator, seeing the big guy, ignored him, shrugged helplessly, and sighed.

Just when he was downcast, a hand was placed on his shoulder from behind him.

"This brother... You said just now that you have a solution?"

A voice suddenly sounded.

The sharp-billed monkey-cheeked practitioner's face was startled, and he turned his head quickly.

Turning around, I saw only a young man and an old man holding a small animal like a black dog standing in front of him.

"You are..." The cultivator had a puzzled look on his face.

Li Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "We are cultivators who have just arrived here. I don't know how to call this brother?"

"Oh..." The face of the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked cultivator showed joy, and he said quickly: "People call me Skinny Monkey... two monks, you can call me that..."

Sure enough, the person lives up to his name, there is no suspense at all.

Li Changsheng grinned and said, "Brother Skinny Monkey, you said just now that you have a way to bring people into the sacred relic ceremony, all you need is to pay you some rewards, I don't know...you said, yes True or false?"

"Really...of course it's true..." The thin monkey's eyeballs rolled around and shone brightly, with a charming smile on his face, he said, "Two monks, are you interested in this holy relic ceremony? You say... If you are looking for me, then you are looking for the right person... This sacred relic ceremony is the annual treasure display conference of the Yisha people... You know, in terms of magical powers, in this Mount Sumeru , the Yisha tribe may not dare to be the first, but when it comes to the collection of treasures... I dare say that the Yisha tribe is the second, and other forces dare not be the first..."

When talking about the Yisha tribe, the thin monkey got a little excited and talked endlessly, as if he knew it very well.

(End of this chapter)