Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 255 Ancient Ruins

"When mortals seek immortality, they are trying to unite themselves with the heavens, but they must not be too biased. If they place too much emphasis on themselves, they will fall into the seven emotions and six desires, and be deeply persecuted by the nine difficulties. Only empathy and high emotions are the best choices."

"You must also not be partial to the Way of Heaven. If you are not careful, your spirit will merge with the heaven and earth, blending into the dust. All the outstanding characteristics of the individual will be mixed with all things, and all the memories that represent the self will become blank..."

Chu Tai looked at the falling sword light. It was a little bit worse than Shenhui Tiandi and Heguangtongchen, but there was already a little trace of it, which made the sword light seem like a punishment from heaven and earth. There was no way to dodge it.

Of course, Chu Tai doesn't need to hide.

"To respond to this attack, we must respond to nature with nature."

With the power of [Mountains and Rivers] blessing himself, Chu Tai's aura merged with the veins of the earth. In a trance, what was in front of Yang Xing was no longer a mortal, but the surrounding mountains and land.

The knife slid across Chu Tai's body and fell to the ground without causing any ripples.

"This...this...how is it possible!"

"Yes! General Yang Xing is a master of swordsmanship. At this moment, he is in line with the military formation. Even a fourth-rank cultivator would not dare to be hit by his sword. How come that Taoist is only a sixth-rank cultivator, and nothing happened to him?"

"Could it be that the Taoist priest, no, that immortal is a fourth-grade celestial being?"

Unlike his terrified companions, the young general who was in the lead was knowledgeable and experienced. He realized that something was wrong, sighed, and began to explain to his companions.

"No matter how mysterious General Yang Xing's swordsmanship is, he cannot escape the killing of heaven. It is a true meaning of following the way of heaven. Since it is the killing of heaven, how can it really kill a piece of natural landscape?"

Having said that, the young general looked in the direction of Chu Tai, with surprise and a slight admiration in his eyes.

"This Taoist priest is able to condense such a Dharma with a sixth-rank body. He is truly a child of destiny. In comparison, my achievements are mostly due to my family background and resources."

"You are being too modest. My current achievements are mostly the result of opportunities and resources. My own talent is secondary."

Chu Tai walked out of the earth vein, stood in front of the young general, and said with a salutation, "My surname is Chu."

The incoherent words made the people around the young general frown. However, the young general understood Chu Tai's meaning and responded, "Hello, Taoist Master Chu. My name is Han Yanwu."

"Yanwu? Fang Rui is determined to Yanwu, but he has to resort to military force?"

Chu Tai frowned slightly, looked the young general up and down, and whispered: "This is not a good name for you."

"If we can really put down the war and live in peace, it will be a good thing for everyone, and I will have more free time."

Chu Tai shook his head when he heard this. He could see that the murderous aura on the young man's head was hidden but not released. It was suppressed by a spell, forming a strange pattern of accumulating war and evil spirit.

Seeing Chu Tai first think that his leader's name was not good, and then shook his head at Han Yanwu's ideal, a young man beside him couldn't help but sneered: "You are so rude, you didn't come when Brother Han invited you before, but now you are scared by General Yang and dare not leave, and you run to Brother Han to save your life. You have the nerve to act like this."

Chu Tai heard this and looked at the boy. The boy, whose childish face had not yet lost its innocence, made a face at Chu Tai. "What are you looking at? Am I wrong?"

"That's not right. Although I can't beat the General Yang you mentioned, it's not that he and I can't fight. It's just that if we fight, your safety will not be guaranteed at all. It's hard to say for others, but as far as your cultivation is concerned..."

Chu Tai deliberately looked the boy up and down and sneered, "He will die for sure."

"you!"

The young man became furious upon hearing this, pointed at Chu Tai and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Han Yanwu.

"Xiaoyang, although Taoist Chu is slightly inferior to General Yang in cultivation, he has great magical powers and is proficient in the laws of mountains and rivers. If he is willing, he can mobilize the power of mountains and rivers to fight with the general. Once a fight breaks out, it will be equivalent to General Yang attacking the mountains and rivers of our Lu'an City. At the least, the mountains and rivers will be displaced, and at the worst, thousands of miles of fertile fields will be turned into desert."

At this point, Han Yanwu bowed to Chu Tai to express his gratitude: "Master Chu is kind-hearted and willing to fight for fame and fortune with General Yang for the sake of the people around him. I admire you."

Chu Tai waved his hand, looked up at Yang Xing who was still full of murderous intent, and asked: "Don't be polite. The only thing I'm curious about now is how long it will take for this guy to recover, and what exactly does he want me to do?"

Chu Tai stared at Han Yanwu, the light of the sun and moon and the threads of countless "fates" appeared in his pupils, and he whispered: "Don't try to deceive me, I have a way to know whether what you say is true or false."

"What a wonderful pupil technique, can it actually distinguish between the real and the fake?"

Han Yanwu said something in a low voice, then seemed to realize something, stared at Chu Tai's pupils, was silent for a moment, and slowly spoke.

"This matter involves a legend in our city of Lu'an. It is said that our land was the location of a certain tribe of ancestors in ancient times, and it was also the battlefield where the early sages fought against wild beasts. Therefore, many relics from ancient times are buried under this land."

"As far as the extent of ancient wars is concerned, where in the Central Plains are there no relics from the ancient times buried?"

Chu Tai asked back, then laughed, "Nowadays, except for some parts buried deep in the earth, hidden in spiritual realms, blessed lands, and caves, the relics exposed on the land of Central Plains have long been plundered by people. You don't mean to tell me that there is an ancient relic that has not been discovered in Lu'an City?"

Although Chu Tai vaguely guessed the ending, he still said it in a relatively relaxed tone.

Han Yanwu, who heard this, also saw Chu Tai's thoughts and responded: "Just as you guessed, whether it was the people who wanted to kill me before or General Yang who didn't let you leave now, it was all because of this relic."

When Han Yanwu said this, the other knights and warriors nearby had quickly changed their positions, surrounding Chu Tai and blocking his way out.

Chu Tai didn't care about their actions. He just looked at Han Yanwu and said, "Then, according to the rules of the Central Plains, you should report to the capital. They will send the right people to help you excavate the ruins and protect the creatures on your land from suffering from some strange problems."

"Report to the capital, are you kidding?"

The young man named Xiaoyang who had spoken earlier sneered again: "We in Lu'an are descendants of the northern barbarians. We are considered second-class people in the eyes of the great masters of the Central Plains. If they knew there was an ancient relic here, the first thing they would do would probably be to ask us to take off our military uniforms and help them dig for the ruins. We don't know how many people will die."

(End of this chapter)