Yinshan Record

Chapter 458 Arriving Late, My Old Back Is Aching (Part 2)

Zhongjia has arrived.

The instructor from Bailudong, riding the wind, appeared slowly from the west, wearing a tall hat and long robe.

The entrance to Bailudong is located in the south of the Central Plains, on the Five Old Peaks of Jiangzhou. It is not far from Cizhou, but in the Central Plains, all forms of flight have a limit.

For example, the same sword cultivator's speed of flying in the East China Sea is different from his speed of flying in the Central Plains.

This doesn't mean that his cultivation level was higher in the East China Sea but lower in the Central Plains, nor does it mean that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Central Plains was thin.

Rather, it is because the Central Plains has "restrictions" imposed by the Xuandu Palace, allowing cultivators to do as they please, but they cannot overstep the bounds of propriety.

This rule is controlled by Xuandu Palace.

Moreover, Zhongjia didn't leave in a very hurry.

His relationship with Bailudong has always been somewhat awkward.

As everyone knows, this Master Zhong has a face as black as charcoal, curly hair and beard, and has the blood of a foreign race from the East Sea.

Because of his lineage, he was always the most popular candidate in every election for the headmaster of Bailudong, but he always lost and was always the runner-up.

Anyone who had such an experience would feel a little awkward.

However, Bailudong is not like other places; it places the utmost importance on propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame. If Zhongjia harbors resentment because of this, or if he gives up because of it, then he would not be able to become a popular candidate in every election.

Zhongjia arrived late because he was delayed by other matters.

He had previously ascended to the outer realms of the Nine Heavens to cultivate the purest and most profound truths, but ended up encountering a group of celestial demons.

The area outside the Nine Heavens is currently in great chaos, and the main root cause lies with the Yellow Heaven Path.

Previously, Huang Tiandao had led the elders and experts of his sect to join forces with several other sects to launch an expedition into the outer void, only to find his own sect left completely empty.

Although the Lords of the End of Dharma outside the realm regard each other as enemies and none of them would actually help that unfortunate Mighty and Fearless Heavenly Demon King, they not only have the interest in breaking into houses and robbing others, but they also have a great interest in it.

Several extraterrestrial demons disturbed Huang Tiandao's mountain gate located outside the Nine Heavens Domain, turning the nearby extraterrestrial void into a meeting of demons.

The Lords of the End Times are enemies of each other. When they gather together, it is naturally a lively scene. They have to deal with the Yellow Heaven Path's mountain gate and also attack each other.

Zhongjia's path of cultivation thus encountered several exceptionally ruthless demons, including not only slaves driven by the demons but also cultivators corrupted by them.

Zhongjia was in a very sorry state, and hastily ended his training trip. He also developed a problem as a result, which made him slower in flying.

However, this is still tolerable.

However, when he flew over Shanyin County, Master Zhong naturally saw what was happening below.

Whether it's the changes in the remaining primordial energy between heaven and earth, or the turmoil on the ground, it all directly points to one thing.

His junior disciple, Yu Chen, who was once regarded as the hope of the sect, is now gone.

A long lament.

If possible, Zhongjia would be very willing to hold a proper funeral for Yuchen and invite a few friends to write some eulogies and poems for Yuchen.

However, Zhongjia has more important things to do now.

He landed lightly on the rubble of the Shanyin County government office, searching carefully from left to right.

Finally, this master of the Void Steps saw what he wanted.

Li Hong's body.

At this moment, the body of the True Lord of Peace was still somewhat warm.

Zhongjia watched indifferently.

Life and death are preordained, success and failure are determined by fate.

This is the awareness that every disciple of the White Deer Cave School holds. The key is that we are on the right path, and that is enough.

He slowly extended his palm and used the secret life-sustaining technique passed down within the sect.

Soon, a small, transparent thing appeared from the severed neck of Li Hong, which Su Che had cut off.

This must be a living creature. It is completely transparent and wriggles its small body, as if it were a fusion of a snake and a centipede. Countless sword-like appendages grow on both sides of its small body. Its scale-covered body wriggles, and its head with compound eyes stretches out, constantly grabbing at something in the air.

Fortunately, he didn't die, otherwise he would have wasted his destiny.

Zhong Jiaping stretched out two fingers to pinch the tiny thing, then opened his mouth and slowly swallowed it.

The moment the alien insect entered his body, a look of confusion flashed across his face, but Qingming quickly regained the upper hand.

Zhongjia stood there and sensed his surroundings.

He seemed to be thinking about something, but in the end he lightly leaped back into the air.

Zhongjia flew higher and higher, eventually heading towards the Five Old Peaks.

This man, Baibu Tianya, arrived quickly and left even more resolutely, leaving those who had been silently watching in a state of astonishment.

What is he doing?
That was their first thought, and then...

What should we do?
Sikong Tu crushed the teacup in his hand to pieces.

As a ghost cultivator, tea is meaningless to this one. However, it seems that because he has been following the Yin-Yang Dharma King for a long time, he has also picked up some of his old master's wails.

He crushed the teacup in his hand to pieces.

All his efforts in figuring out how to deal with Zhongjia's questioning were in vain, as the man simply left.

Has Bailudong been abandoned?
Without the support of Bailudong, how long can this rebel army hold out against the siege of the imperial court?

Sikong Tu didn't think he was capable of facing that old Su. In fact, even now, he didn't think he could beat Xiao Su.

Are we just going to wash our necks and wait to die like this?
"Damn White Deer Cave! Do we have any White Deer Spirits around here? Send them to the camp, male or female."

Black Wind King smashed the coffee table in front of him to pieces with a single punch.

"Mountain Lord, there's no other way now. Let's take everyone to Guobei County. We'll accept being in the realm of hungry ghosts. It's just eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures, isn't it? It's better than dying."

Young Master Lin muttered curses under his breath, completely oblivious to the fact that Shikshananda, who was standing to the side, had crawled out of the realm of hungry ghosts.

Dushan Jun smiled broadly, but he was also secretly delighted.

I told you all long ago to join me in upholding the Dharma, but you all made excuses, saying you had too many concubines or that you couldn't eat vegetarian food. Now you're finally taking refuge, but it's not too late.

"Actually, I think everyone shouldn't be too anxious."

Liu Yidao spoke up, smiling as he looked at the three demons of Xuanshan.

"Actually, now is a very good time."

"You wouldn't be suggesting we defect to the imperial court, would you?"

Black Wind King smiled and glanced at Shicha Nanda behind Liu Yidao.

Everyone here can join the Great Liang, except for you and Siksananda. You don't need us demons to teach you these human ways.

"Of course not. Now is actually a great time. Everyone can be open and honest and truly work together."

Su Che's clone smiled, his eyes sparkling with idealism.

"Heaven will surely destroy the broken beams."

That's right, because I made up those four words.

(End of this chapter)