What a lucky world!

Chapter 271 Tianji Sect’s plan?

"Your name is bastard?" Zhang Mu stretched out his hand and placed the green turtle in his palm and asked.

The little green turtle wagged its tail like a puppy and shook its head as it said, "We need to consult the heavens to choose a name. We need to wait for an auspicious day."

"Before the auspicious day came, the Tianji Sect was gone."

Zhang Mu immediately became interested when he heard this.

He was extremely curious about the Tianji Sect, which was rumored to be extremely powerful but collapsed in an instant and had a close relationship with him.

This is one of the reasons why he is so focused on finding it.

"How old are you now?" Zhang Mu asked. "It's been over four hundred years since the Tianji Sect was destroyed. You should be at least four hundred years old... Why are you so young?"

The green-haired turtle raised its head: "What's wrong, Xiao?"

"A thousand-year-old turtle, a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise!"

"At my age, I'm just a teenager in the turtle tribe!"

Zhang Mu seemed to agree with Green-Haired Turtle's explanation and asked, "How much do you still know about what happened back then?"

The green-haired turtle sighed humanely: "Actually, I don't know much. I had just transformed into a demon at that time."

"Suddenly the ground started to shake."

"I hid in my shell and dared not move!"

"A young disciple who used to feed me collapsed in front of me, both legs chopped off."

"He grabbed me and threw me into a river and told me to run for my life."

"I just ran and ran, and then..."

"I just fell asleep!"

Zhang Mu was stunned: "Falling asleep?"

The green-haired turtle nodded and said, "Yes, I sank to the bottom of the river and pretended to be a stone, not moving at all. Isn't that how I fell asleep?"

"When I woke up again, the Tianji Sect was gone!"

"I was afraid of being implicated, so I retreated back to sleep."

"When I wake up again, I'll meet you."

Zhang Mu's mouth twitched. "So, you know nothing about the Tianji Sect?"

"I'm just a little bastard, what do I know..."

Halfway through his words, Zhang Mu grabbed the green-haired turtle and said, "It's a four-hundred-year-old turtle. It should be very nutritious when stewed into soup..."

"No, no, no, I know, I know something!" The green-haired turtle begged for mercy.

Zhang Mu brought the green-haired turtle in front of him and said, "Speak."

The green-haired turtle rolled his eyes and said, "You have to support me if I say so!"

"Ok?"

"I'm a demon. I can't cultivate without luck." The green-haired turtle sighed, "You carry the luck of the Tianji Sect, so naturally you have to be responsible for me..."

"Brother, we are from the same school!"

"Stop talking nonsense. It's no problem for me to support you. Just tell me what you know first." Zhang Mu said.

The green-haired turtle signaled Zhang Mu to put it down. Then it found a stone and turned it over with all its strength. Like a person leaning against a chair, it leaned against the stone and slowly said, "What do you want to know?"

Zhang Mu sat on the ground opposite the green-haired turtle: "Everyone."

"Everything?" The green-haired turtle shook his head. "I had just transformed into a demon at that time, and I only heard bits and pieces from some demon elders. After so many years, I don't remember much."

"Let me tell you what I can remember now."

Zhang Mu nodded after hearing this.

"The Tianji Sect has been planning something big."

"It's not a major event like a change of dynasty, but something even bigger than that!"

"This has been planned for many, many years. As for how many years, I don't know."

"What's the matter!" Zhang Mu asked.

"I don't know." The green-haired turtle shook his head, "but I heard it's very big."

"So, I offended a very powerful person." As he said this, the green-haired turtle pointed to the sky with one of its front paws.

Zhang Mu looked up at the sky, blinked, and then looked at the green-haired turtle with clear eyes.

The green-haired turtle's eyes met Zhang Mu's clear gaze.

half an hour.

"Immortal! We've offended you!" the green-haired turtle whispered.

"The third realm of martial arts, the realm of immortals?" Zhang Mu was stunned. "Do immortals really exist in this world?"

Dad once told Zhang Mu that martial arts are divided into three levels: seeing oneself, seeing the world, and seeing all living beings.

See yourself, cleanse your marrow and body, understand the meridians and refine your bones and blood, which is divided into three states: opening the meridians, condensing the fluids, and gathering the gallbladder.

To see the heaven and earth, achieve the unity of heaven and man, understand the heaven and earth and integrate into nature is to be a master, which is divided into three realms: master, grand master, and supreme grand master.

As for the third realm, even my father couldn't explain it. He only said that it was above the Grandmaster, extraordinary and holy, and could be called a land immortal. This was the immortal realm.

Zhang Mu always thought that the Immortal Realm was just a martial arts legend. After all, he had never heard of any real immortals in reality.

After all, the highest-level combat power he knew, those people who influenced the world, such as Zhuge Nanxian's second uncle, the leader of the Yiqi League where Old Man Qin was, and the first-rank Shangzhuguo of the Demon Suppression Division, were all supreme grandmasters.

But what the Green-haired Turtle meant was that the demise of the Tianji Sect was related to the Immortal Realm.

But it makes sense if you think about it. After all, if it weren't for the intervention of the immortals on land, it wouldn't be so easy for Dayun to destroy a sect like the Tianji Sect.

The green-haired turtle yawned and continued, "By the way, I heard the disciple who fed me say a few words about the Tianji Sect's plan."

"Whatever you say, Heaven moves with vigor, and a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself."

"The behavior of heaven is constant. It does not exist for Yao, nor does it perish for Jie. If it is followed by governance, it will be good, and if it is followed by chaos, it will be bad."

"That's about all I remember."

Zhang Mu frowned and thought carefully about these two sentences.

The Tianji Sect, a sect that divines the secrets of heaven and understands the laws of nature, talks about the constant course of heaven and the need for constant self-improvement, but it all sounds a bit strange.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Mu still couldn't figure it out.

Forget it, with the scroll of heaven's secrets in hand, as long as he is alive, he will know these things sooner or later.

Taking a long breath, Zhang Mu reached out and grabbed the green-haired turtle.

"Let's get down to business."

"Do you know the whereabouts of an arsenal?"

……

The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the holy snow-capped mountains, forming a beautiful picture of the sun shining on the golden mountains.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, a magnificent city stands.

The city is laid out in the shape of the Eight Diagrams, and is bustling with people.

Cangshan is covered with snow, and the sky is brightly lit to the south.

Southern Xinjiang, Tiannan City!

On the tallest building in the city, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties was leaning on the railing and gazing into the distance towards the east.

"The Sword Saint has entered Yuezhou, and this chaotic situation is about to begin."

A man dressed as a scholar beside him sighed, "As long as Great Luck is not dead, the Dragon Gate will not appear. I just don't know who is behind the White Lotus Sect."

"I just had a guess, why ask so much?" The middle-aged man shook his head and turned to look at the other person. "How is the boy that Nanxian bet on now?"

"My lady is not making a bet," the scholar said firmly.

"All risky choices are gambles." The middle-aged man waved his hand and looked into the distance again. "Qianyuan Mountain... the former site of the Tianji Sect..."

"Based on the intelligence we've received so far, the little guy is making quite a splash," the scholar said. "He's currently facing off against the third branch of the Xinling Yang family."

"Should we..."

"Humph!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Just watch."

"You have to find your own way!"

(End of this chapter)