Chapter 185 Ancestors

The train was heading far away, with thick smoke billowing. The scenery of the earth was in full view, with vast fields and mountain villages, a harmonious scene.

Many workshops with thick smoke appeared in the suburbs, not far from the city, large in scale, tightly guarded, and with high barbed wire.

Outside the railway railings, there were many people wearing armor, guarding the railway.

There were monsters in the wild, which were ferocious, brutal, powerful, and easy to hurt people.

Of course, monsters did not appear all the time, and monsters themselves had to survive and reproduce.

They usually lived in deep mountains and old forests where few people went. Whenever they arrived at a place, they would quickly become the overlord, then rule one side, reproduce and prosper. When they reached the limit of the environment, they would bring disaster to the human world again.

After all, monsters have intelligence and know how to seek benefits and avoid harm. They dare not go to the human world unless they have no choice, unless they really can't survive.

The invasion of monsters into the human world is the so-called beast tide.

At this time, the world will be devastated, and warriors and the army will fight against the invasion of monsters.

So in this era, almost every town has people practicing martial arts. Martial arts has become an indispensable part of people's lives and one of the most widely employed professions. Martial arts halls are opened everywhere, and various sects begin to grow.

So there are so many grandmasters in this era. It is not that people's qualifications have suddenly improved, but that martial arts have become popular.

Xu Xuan closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body.

The realm is the late stage of foundation building, which is actually the peak of foundation building. The true energy in the body is like a big river, flowing endlessly, which is simply incomparable to the hair at the beginning.

When the spirit reaches the peak, you can start to form a pill.

Most of the exercises have been practiced to perfection, and there is no need to practice others.

Ordinary martial arts will not improve yourself much. The real foundation is Taoism. If Taoism is not enough, it will be useless to practice any spells.

Besides, this world does not need powerful spells.

"The formula for the Jindan pill, except for the main spiritual object, everything else is in hand."

The formula for the Jindan pill was contributed by Hong Xiangling, but she did not get any extra Jindan spiritual treasures. She still relied on her own bloodline to break through.

For a Jindan-level sect, Jindan spiritual treasures still need to be obtained by fighting and competing with other immortal cultivators.

"I can only look forward to the ancestral land of the feathered people."

Xu Xuan thought.

The train was not moving fast, and it needed to stop for supplies halfway. It would take about seven days for the train to reach Chang'an.

...

Chang'an, Mount Li.

A historic meeting was taking place at this time.

The whole city was on alert, the streets were cleaned up, and elite soldiers appeared at each intersection. Each of them had a divine light in his eyes and a high temple. He was a master at first glance.

The taverns in Chang'an were talking about it.

After thirty years, the Great Immortal and the Emperor communicated again.

The meeting place was in the legendary Mount Li, the holy place in the hearts of the Taoists.

This is another confrontation between the Jianghu and the secular world, and also a new round of reshuffle.

Mount Li, Wuyou Garden.

Everything is still the same as it was a hundred years ago, except that the trees are taller and there are more palaces.

In addition to Wuyou Garden, there is also the Summer Resort in Mount Li. Most people on the mountain have been cleared out. In addition to the personal guards, there are also the emperor and the prince.

The animal head fountain, the ground is paved with white jade, and the pavilions, carved dragons and painted phoenixes, show the royal atmosphere.

The pool is filled with golden koi. There are two people standing beside the pool, a middle-aged man with a long beard and a majestic face in a golden robe, and a young man in his early twenties who looks three points like the man.

This is Emperor Li Congwu and Prince Li Cundao.

"Father, will the Great Immortal really come?" The prince asked.

Since this generation of emperors, the differences between the court and the Great Immortal have become more and more obvious, and the two sides have even reached the point of not communicating.

If the two sides were not equal in strength, there would probably be an irreversible conflict. After twenty years, the emperor took the initiative to invite the Great Immortal, which led to this meeting.

"I will come." Li Congwu smiled slightly, "Walk with me."

The Li family has never paid attention to rules, or the emperor with strong martial arts does not need to use specific titles and taboos to show his majesty. In private occasions, the emperor usually calls me.

The two walked on the bluestone road, with flowers, plants and trees planted on both sides.

There are also tombs in the forest. Except for the repair of the mausoleum, nothing else is moved.

"This is the tomb of Lu Jing's ancestor, the first generation of the Great Immortal. Our Fengzu was his disciple." Li Congwu rolled up his sleeves, walked to the tomb and pulled out the weeds. The prince came to help.

After doing all this, Li Congwu clapped his hands and continued to stroll.

"These are Kou Zhen, Feng Zu, Xun Zu, Gu Hanwei, Sun Simiao, the founding emperor..."

Rows of tombs stood quietly, and the prince felt a sense of solemnity in his heart, as if he had witnessed history with his own eyes.

Li Cundao could recite the deeds of the owners of these tombs with his eyes closed. Now seeing the last relics they left behind, it was like crossing time and space and coming to that magnificent era.

Mount Li has been closed for a long time. Since the death of Taizu, their grandfather ordered that no one is allowed to be buried on the mountain. The royal family has a summer resort on the mountain, and this place is still a forbidden area.

Even though the royal family has supreme power, out of awe and worship of their ancestors, they dare not disturb the peace of their ancestors.

This is also the first time for the prince to come to the back mountain. He knew only a little about it before.

Today, his father brought him here, which proves something...

Thinking of this, the prince felt a little happy.

The further you go inside, the more ancient it is. There is a bit of chaos nearby, and in front of you is the endless Xiangfei bamboo forest.

"The bamboo forest here is not the bamboo forest of the past. This place was originally the place where Zhenjun was in seclusion." Li Congwu said.

"Is Zhenjun's tomb also here?" The prince asked.

Li Congwu smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, the True Lord has no grave. Only the dead have graves. How can an immortal who lives forever die?"

"This..." The prince's pupils shrank, and his expression was shocked. "The legend is true? Why has the True Lord never appeared for more than a hundred years?"

"Could it be false? The True Lord has always been there, like an invisible road. His time is different from ours. Mortals are in a hurry for a hundred years, but a hundred years is just a long closure for immortals. Maybe when will the True Lord reappear in the world? I don't know if I have this blessing."

Li Congwu sighed and vaguely remembered the person his grandfather was thinking about before his death. When his grandfather Li He was young, he met Xu Xuan Zhenjun once. At that time, Xu Xuan Zhenjun had been in the world for more than a hundred years, and he was still as charming as he was when he was young.

In the late stage of his life, his grandfather was like a demon and frantically looking for a way to live forever, which left a very deep impression on Li Congwu at that time.

At the same time, he also developed a yearning and admiration for the only true immortal in the world.

Even the invincible "Blood God" Li He could not achieve immortality, so how powerful must Xu Xuan be when he appeared as an immortal immortal.

"I brought you here today, and you already have some guesses in your mind, so I don't need to say more."

Suddenly, Li Congwu stopped moving, and Li Cundao stood beside him, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at his father's face.

"I want to tell you, don't think that the emperor's power is natural. If you don't fulfill your due obligations, covet enjoyment, and do whatever you want, it is natural for others to kill you, not to mention that there are real immortals everywhere above our heads."

"I will keep it in mind."

The trip to Mount Li is a compulsory course for the Li family royal family. After knowing that the real monarch still exists, Li Cundao put away his pride and complacency.

Everyone came to the edge of the cliff.

There is a big stone on the edge of the cliff, which seems very abrupt for some reason.

"This is the cliff where the True Lord divides the treasures. This stone is where the True Lord divides the treasures. Everything started from this big stone." Li Congwu put away his relaxed expression and replaced it with a serious look.

This is an important node for the prosperity of martial arts.

Xu Xuan did not expect that the big stone he left behind would be like a divine object in the eyes of the world.

What is precious is not the stone, which is essentially just a piece of stone that can be found everywhere, but the meaning contained in this stone; even the most ordinary things, with the weight of history, are supreme divine objects.

"Yes, the source of everything."

At this time, a magnetic male voice came from behind the two.

The two turned their heads and saw a young Taoist wearing a free and easy scarf and a purple robe standing in front of them.

Judging from his graying temples, this person should be quite old.

Yun Wuya!

Li Cundao almost jumped up. He was very worried that this guy who had been fighting with the royal family for decades would suddenly attack and kill people.

"Brother Yun, long time no see." Li Congwu smiled and bowed.

"Brother Li!" Yun Wuya returned the greeting and looked at Li Cundao, "Who is this...?"

"Eldest son Li Cundao!"

"Cundao greets Senior Yun!" Seeing that the two were not at loggerheads, Li Cundao saluted with great courtesy.

"Not bad, a handsome man."

The men exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Li Congwu suddenly asked, "Brother Yun is going to break through to the Celestial Master level?"

"Not yet, but soon."

The two were like old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

Suddenly, Li Congwu got to the point and said, "What do you think of my proposal? Collect the magic weapons from all over the world and destroy the monster nest."

The tide of monsters has brought great obstacles to the development of the country, which is something that the sects practicing in the deep mountains and old forests do not understand.

Mines, railways, and farms need to hire many martial arts masters to guard them, which increases a lot of labor costs. The salary of a martial artist is comparable to that of 20 or 30 workers.

"It's impossible. The magic weapon can be in the hands of others, one or two pieces are fine, but not all of them can be concentrated in one person. This is the ancestral rule, and no one can violate it."

"Then I will take a step back. The magic weapon can be returned. You are responsible for using it, and I will not touch it at all."

Yun Wuya smiled bitterly and said, "No, I don't have confidence in my control, and I am afraid that I will not be able to return it when the time comes."

Isn't this a test of myself?

Who can resist the temptation of collecting all thirteen pieces?

It is not difficult for the two to collect the magic weapons together, but what about returning them later?

He also didn't believe that he could resist the temptation of the magic weapon.

"Let's fight. We can't convince each other, so we can only speak with fists." Li Congwu was full of fighting spirit and murderous intent.

"Okay!"

Boom!

At this time, the train was about to enter Chang'an.

(There will be another chapter later)