Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 934: The underworld is coming

A few days later, when Song Lun returned from Liangjie Mountain in the Infinite Realm, he noticed that the heaven and earth were shaking.

"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."

The violent vibrations made monks like Song Lun feel numb all over. Even the magic clouds under their feet continued to collapse, and they almost fell from the sky.

Song Lun looked at the mountains below with a look of shock on his face. The pressure on his body was getting bigger and bigger. Knowing that he could no longer stay in the air, he quickly stepped on the wind and fell down.

This is because of the various restrictions and suppressions imposed by the Two Worlds Mountain in this space. Otherwise, Song Lun felt that the sudden movement just now would definitely make him fall to pieces, or he would not be able to fly at all from the beginning.

At the top of the mountain, Zhong Pingxiu was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and his face calm. He was making secrets with one hand and slowly pressing down with the other.

The vibrations in the Two Boundary Mountains continued, but they were gradually easing.

At this moment, Song Lun landed on the top of the mountain, walking on the numb mountain road at the moment, slowly walked behind Zhong Pingxiu, and waited quietly.

About half a day later, the rumbling vibrations finally subsided. Zhong Pingxiu also slowly withdrew his magic power and slowly opened his eyes.

"Liangjie Mountain suddenly grew another hundred feet. I suppressed it until it could not grow more than three inches, stabilizing the base of the mountain to avoid the danger of the mountain collapsing."

Song Lun looked around. It was quiet in the mountains of the two realms, but the heavy vibration just now made the aura in the distance seem a little distorted.

"Master, this is already the twelfth time this year, right? So often, your magic power..."

Zhong Pingxiu smiled.

"It doesn't matter, I've been here for more than a thousand years, but now it's just more frequent! I came back suddenly, but what did I bring to my teacher?"

Song Lun then took out six volumes of "Huangquan" from his sleeve and respectfully handed the books to Zhong Pingxiu who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

"Master, these are six volumes of "Huangquan", from Haoran Academy, with prefaces written by Mr. Ji and Wen Sheng."

""Yellow Spring"?"

Zhong Pingxiu frowned slightly, took the book and placed it on the ground, took the top one and opened the pages.

"Wang Li? Who is this person?"

Of course Song Lun also has some knowledge of the people who wrote the preface to "Huang Quan", so he can naturally answer it now.

"It seems that he is a well-known scholar in Dazhen country. He is respected as a master. He specializes in Taoism and is also very good at storytelling. He often goes to teahouses and other places to enjoy storytelling. Although he should be a mortal, But being able to participate in the book "Yellow Spring", and the stories in it are very much written by this person, the disciple is very doubtful whether he is really a mortal."

Zhong Pingxiu made some calculations, shook his head and said.

"I can only say that he is not an immortal cultivator, nor a demon, but mortals really can't say, well, I can't say...is this Xin Wuya the Netherworld Emperor you mentioned?"

"Yes, it's him. This book has a deep relationship with the underworld. It's not surprising that his name appears in the preface. I just don't know what Mr. Ji's purpose is."

Others may not know it, but Song Lun understands that Mr. Ji must be the main reason why this book came out.

"Mr. Ji, of course, has his own purpose. I just happen to be a little tired, so let me read it and then talk about it."

"Yes!"

As Zhong Pingxiu spoke, he sat on the top of the mountain and started reading on the spot. After Songlun accepted the order, he waited beside him. However, he did not just stand there stupidly. Instead, he opened the table and took out some from his sleeves. Pastries, fruits and the like.

It’s just that the pastries are okay. Some fruits with high moisture and crispness will often crack on their own due to the gravity of the Two Boundary Mountains when they are placed on the table, and water will overflow from them.

Fortunately, Zhong Pingxiu didn't mind it. He ate the cake with his hands even after it broke into pieces, and gnawed on the fruit after it cracked. He seemed to be concentrating on the book during the whole process.

One, two, three...

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Zhong Pingxiu read it with gusto. Although there is no day or night in Wuliang Mountain, he actually stayed up all night without stopping. He read all six books in one go for many days.

When Zhong Pingxiu closed the pages of the last book, he looked at the desk and found that there were only five books left that he had already read, and there were no new books.

"What about the back?"

Song Lun, who had been standing by the side, said quickly.

"Returning to Master, there are only six volumes of the book "Underworld" at present, but my disciple also feels that there must be more, but it has not been made public."

Zhong Pingxiu was slightly disappointed, but still sighed.

“The beauty of this book is that the whole story is full of twists and turns, and the stories and paintings complement each other, making it feel alive when reading. It also integrates grammar and the mysteries of heaven and earth into it. It is really a heavenly book that everyone can read! It’s just this underworld..."

Song Lun listened carefully, while Zhong Pingxiu paused before continuing.

"After reading this book, in addition to appreciating the mystery of the book, I always feel that the underworld seems to flow from these stories and these paintings..."

"My disciple felt the same way. He even went to a place in the underworld to have a look, but there was no view of the underworld. It was just that many of the ghosts and gods in the underworld had obviously read the book "Underworld" and felt that They are also a little suspicious. It seems that the underworld agents are looking for traces of underworld everywhere."

Zhong Pingxiu's eyes wandered and he returned to the book in his hand.

"There are some stories above, which mention the idea that the soul disperses and is reincarnated in the afterlife. If this is just Mr. Wang's own beautiful wish, it can only be said that this person has an amazing imagination. If it is Mr. Ji's intention, Then there is no smoke without smoke. It seems that I need to read it a few more times! ”

Song Lun beside him hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"Master, the trees that can grow in Wuliang Mountain are all iron trees and silver flowers. I heard that the Martial Saint Zuo Wuji didn't have any handy weapons. He liked to use a flat staff. My disciple thought, in Wuliang Mountain Are there suitable trees? ”

Zhong Pingxiu subconsciously turned his head to look at a high peak in the distance. There was a dead old tree on it. Ever since he found Wuliang Mountain and started practicing here, the tree had died there, and it is still standing there. The mountain has endured countless years of immeasurable pressure and countless lightning strikes.

"If you are destined to meet that Martial Saint, if he still doesn't have any weapons at that time, you can take him to Wuliang Mountain at your discretion. If he has the ability to take the tree, give him a weapon. The blade is ready.”

"But Master, how can a warrior move that tree? Even if he is a martial saint..."

Zhong Pingxiu smiled.

"Since you are choosing from the east to the west, you naturally have a high level of vision. Since you have such a vision, you must have the ability. If you cannot shake this tree, it will just make the Martial Saint feel more at ease."

"Yes! Did the disciple go down first?"

Song Lun said no more and practiced in the mountains for a while before going out.

"Go ahead."

Zhong Pingxiu said something casually, and then continued to read. When he read it for the second time, he saw some more clues. The yellow spring water on the scroll painting seemed to be flowing slowly, and you could even hear the sound of waves, and Waves of yin energy came over.

‘Is the legendary Huangquan really coming back? Why did Mr. Ji publish this book...'

Looking at the stories related to Huang Quan in these six volumes, Zhong Pingxiu seemed to suddenly think of something.

"How many people are reading this book?"

Song Lun, who had not gone far, stopped, turned around and answered.

"Returning to Master, my disciple actually bought it on Yuzhao Peak in Yuhuai Mountain. It has been circulated in Dazhen and surrounding countries, but it is relatively scarce. However, the head of the Wei family seems to be bringing it through the flying boat. Everywhere in the world, people like the way of merchants, or they want to open up markets and use the method of making a living with rare goods."

Zhong Pingxiu was startled and turned to look at Songlun.

"Are you talking about Wei Wuwei?"

"Exactly!"

Zhong Pingxiu’s eyes flashed, but he felt in his heart as if Wuliang Mountain was still rolling and shaking. Find Shuyuan www． ｚhaｏshuyuan.com

"A generous act! A generous act! As expected of you, sir! As expected of you, sir! The ancient gods' methods are majestic and majestic. They are destined to be favorable to the right time, place, and direction. Otherwise, they will turn the world upside down. Even if someone can react, they will not be able to stop it. , hahahahaha, hahahahaha——"

Zhong Pingxiu suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter spread throughout the Wuliang Mountain area, shattering the twisted aftermath of the previous shock.

"Master..."

"I'm fine, so you don't need to ask any more questions. Okay, let's go down."

"Yes!"

Song Lun had a hundred thousand reasons hidden in his heart, but after his master said this, he could only leave.

……

About three months later, in the Yuling Sect far away in the Southern Wilderness, the mysterious person in the Yue Cang Mirror was so shocked when he saw the six volumes of "Underworld" that he read directly from the Yue Cang Mirror. Jump out.

"Huang Quan!? Huang Quan is still there? Huang Quan is coming back? Ji Yuan found Huang Quan? No! You have to find Ji Yuan and ask!"

When I read this book, the aura of underworld, although very faint, seemed to come from distant antiquity.

Of course there is more than one person who is as frightened as him. They can't say whether they like or dislike the possibility of Huang Quan reappearing, but they are all frightened.

During this period of time, the book "Yellow Spring" has also been spread to all parts of the world through the realm ferry. Men of letters in the mortal world are flocking to it, and there are also many followers among the immortals, Buddhas, demons and demons. As long as the Tao is profound To a certain extent, there will also be a special feeling that cannot be explained.

In Mount Hengshan, a mountain spirit in human form hurriedly came to a giant peak and put down a copy of "Yellow Spring".

"Lord Mountain God, you must read this book!"

The face of the mountain **** appears from the mountain peak, with an expression that seems to be half-smiling.

"Well, put down the book and go down."

"Yes!"