One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 415 Changes
Zhao Fuyun listened quietly.

After listening to her brief account, I had only one feeling in my heart: the red flames were about to go out, and demons and monsters would rise up in the night.

In a word, when the red flame was roaming the sky, evil creatures like ghosts could only hide in dark places and could only come out at night. Even if there were goblins, they would go towards the darkness outside the Great Zhou after knowing whether they lived or died.

There are also communities of cultivators in various places, so there are not many ghosts, monsters, and demons, but most of them are in the darkness outside the Great Zhou.

Now the red flame has dispersed, leaving only the brilliance, which is much weaker than the original heat that illuminated the Great Zhou. As a result, ghosts have begun to breed, or all kinds of monsters in the darkness of the polar night have come towards the Great Zhou. In their eyes, the flesh and blood of these cultivators of the Great Zhou are top-notch delicacies.

Not only is it delicious, it also helps them in their practice. Flesh, blood, and soul are all good things.

Just like human monks, they would use the flesh, blood and souls of these demons and monsters to refine weapons and treasures.

If one day the red flame disappears completely and the surrounding area returns to darkness, I am afraid that even only one in ten cultivators will survive.

He walked around in the polar night and found that it was not as desolate as he had imagined. Instead, it was full of vitality.

In this world, the disappearance of the sun and the engulfment of darkness does not mean the extinction of life.

Just like when water floods the land, although many lives on land will die, they will not become extinct, and new aquatic life will replace the original life.

The same is true for darkness. When darkness floods the earth, creatures that can adapt to survival in darkness will thrive.

Zhao Fuyun had seen many creatures that he found incredible in that polar night sky.

Some people say that under the shining of red flames, all things flourish. Zhao Fuyun sometimes feels that the same is true for darkness, and darkness is also a different kind of light.

Zhao Fuyun knew very well that when darkness submerged this land, the methods of cultivation would undergo many changes, and if one could not adapt to the arrival of the new world, there would naturally be trouble.

But if one can comprehend the essence of Tao, then it is the same whether there is light or not.

Zhao Fuyun learned a lot about the changes in the world from this, and also drank a cup of the other party's golden tea.

It is indeed beautiful. A leaf is suspended in the middle of the tea, emitting a faint sunlight. It is very beautiful. When you take a sip and it goes into your stomach, the warm air spreads out, as if there is sunshine in your chest.

Of course, this has no effect on him, but if someone is invaded by darkness, it would be good to drink this tea.

"It is my honor to see you again today. I wonder if I know where you are practicing? If I have the chance in the future, I would like to visit you!" After thinking it over for several times, Shanxiu finally asked what was in his mind.

She really wanted to know why this person, who was clearly sitting in front of her, seemed like nothingness; who was clearly emitting light, but it was not dazzling; and whose eyes gave people a sense of depth, so all of this became mysterious.

Zhao Fuyun did not shy away from this, so he said: "I am Fuyun from the Lihuo Palace of Tiandu Mountain. If a Taoist friend comes to Tiandu Mountain one day, please send a letter in Wuliang Courtyard. I will invite you to drink the mountain tea of Tiandu Mountain."

Zhao Fuyun introduced himself at this time, calling himself a poor Taoist and calling the other party a fellow Taoist.

When Shanxiu heard the identity Zhao Fuyun reported himself, her heart sank. She had thought of many of Zhao Fuyun's identities, but when she really heard it, she felt both surprised and reasonable.

Many years ago, something happened in Tiandu Mountain, but to her, what happened in Tiandu Mountain and the royal family of the Great Zhou were all high above and out of reach.

It can be said that the changes in the entire Great Zhou world over the years are inseparable from the changes in Tiandu Mountain.

It is said that when a great change happened to the Red Flame Sect, a red flame divine light fell into Tiandu Mountain.

Tiandu Mountain is mysterious and powerful, determining the wind and clouds of this land, but it is so far away, just like the person in front of him, who is clearly here, yet out of reach.

"So, it turns out that you are the great cultivator from Tiandu Mountain. I have heard of you for a long time." Shanxiu bowed again.

Zhao Fuyun waved his hand, stood up, and said, "Sorry for the nagging. I just heard from you that you want to go to the Xiangyang Sect to ask for fire. I have also refined a spiritual lamp, so maybe I can light it for you."

After hearing this, Shanxiu was overjoyed and immediately said, "If I can get the fire from you, my lamp will be ready."

She had previously called herself a junior, but now she looked older than Zhao Fuyun. However, if we were to judge by the original situation, she and Zhao Fuyun could indeed be said to be of the same generation.

So it is normal for her to call her fellow Taoist and for her to call herself "poor Taoist" in front of Zhao Fuyun.

Then, the master and disciple Shanxiu saw Zhao Fuyun bend his finger and flick it, and a spark flew out from his fingertips.

A bright golden light flashed across the empty cave and fell directly on the lamp placed in the niche.

The wick was immediately ignited, as if the golden flame had its own consciousness. It fell on the lamp, took root and sprouted like a spark, and soon became a normal flame.

Shanxiu could feel the red flame emanating from the light of the lamp.

She felt a strong sense of Dharma and immediately understood that this fire was extraordinary.

At this time, Zhao Fuyun had already stood up and said, "Daoyou, let's say goodbye now. We will meet again if we are lucky."

Shanxiu was still in amazement at the light of the lamp and hurriedly returned the greeting. However, Zhao Fuyun had already turned around and quickly disappeared in the light of the room.

The master and disciple stared at the place where Zhao Fuyun disappeared with their eyes open, and did not speak for a long time.

"Master, has this senior left?" Shan Wu asked carefully as she looked around in her cave again and again.

Logically speaking, she has absolute control over her own cave, which contains the talismans and forbidden spells set up by her master and her.

Although this forbidden technique is very crude for a skilled person, this is her place of practice. Her will has already been immersed in the void of this cave and seeped into the mountain wall, but she did not find any trace of Zhao Fuyun's existence.

Not only did she not feel Zhao Fuyun's presence, she also did not feel how Zhao Fuyun got out of the cave.

"Fellow Daoist Fuyun is a senior cultivator in Tiandu Mountain. He will definitely not do anything sneaky." Shanxiu said slowly.

The mountain fog blinked and looked around.

Zhao Fuyun left the cave of the Zuoshan Sect and headed towards Tiandu Mountain.

Although it was still dark, he knew which direction Tiandu Mountain was without needing to identify directions.

He had an inexplicable feeling for Tiandu Mountain.

However, he did not escape, but walked on the ground.

The road in the mountains was uneven. He was moved and remembered that he had transformed himself into ghosts and carried himself here. Then, with the faint starlight, he could see black shadows everywhere among the mountains.

As he looked ahead, he could see clearly wherever there was no obstruction in the forest. Even where his vision was blocked by big trees and rocks, it was dark. His consciousness fell into it, and in his imagination, the black shadows suddenly began to move.

I saw black shadows poking their heads out from behind the big trees and rocks. There were eight of them in total, and they were approaching from eight directions. As they approached Zhao Fuyun, the originally blurry faces became clearer and clearer.

Then when they came in front of Zhao Fuyun, they turned into evil ghosts with real bodies.

Each of their facial features became clear, their upper bodies were naked, their muscles were muscular, and there seemed to be a piece of black cloth around their waists.

His whole body was dark and his face was bluish.

These are eight black men with green faces.

Zhao Fuyun stretched out his hand and grabbed towards the void, and wind and clouds quickly gathered, mixed with strands of ochre color, forming a mass of gray mist in his hand. He pinched the gray mist, rubbed it into a line, and then weaved it in his hand.

After a while, the thread of cloud and mist had been woven into a cloud and mist knot.

Then, the cloud and mist knot was thrown out, and it dispersed and formed a mass of fog cloud.

This cloud forms a cloud pattern. After it disperses, the mist is not still, but constantly rolling, as if there is an invisible wind blowing the cloud, but the cloud will never disperse.

This is a cloud, but also like a wind ball.

This cloud symbol has no name; it was put together by him himself.

Zhao Fuyun jumped up and landed on the cloud, and his whole body sank into it. Then the cloud turned into a mist chair as he sat down.

The eight green-faced men came to the side of the wind and cloud group, lifted up the chairs with their hands and walked forward, passing through the woods. Surprisingly, they were not blocked by the trees, and they passed through the forests and mountains in a very strange way.

He could sense that some ghosts and monsters in the forest had discovered him, but they just glanced at him and then avoided him.

When it was getting light, he came out of the mountains and saw a small town. This town was by a small river and there were lights everywhere in the town.

From a distance, the town was surrounded by dim lights, with dots of light connected together.

Even though Zhao Fuyun was quite far away, he could feel that the town was shrouded in fire.

Zhao Fuyun was certain that the town was set up with a lighting array.

He didn't know who had set up the light array for the town, but he was sure that the light array could resist the invasion of ghosts in the dark, but it might also attract the attention of demons in the dark.

Just like a fire in the dark night, it will definitely attract moths to fly into it.

Zhao Fuyun approached quickly. He had no intention of entering the town. He just walked past the edge of the town. He did not hide his figure, so he naturally felt two pairs of eyes in the town falling on him.

He glanced at the other person and saw an old man and a middle-aged man.

They are in a attic and a tower respectively.

Obviously, these two were the town's guardians and monks. However, he didn't know that when his eyes met those of the two, they felt as if they were falling into an ice cellar. They felt the deep and boundless darkness in Zhao Fuyun's eyes.

This is because Zhao Fuyun stayed in the darkness of the Hall of Rebirth for too long, and the aura on his body was contaminated. Moreover, there was also a little bit of his practice of the Taixu Wujie Sutra. He practiced in the darkness for a long time, and his Taixu contained a lot of the darkness and nothingness.

He could see clearly at a glance that both of them were at the foundation-building stage.

In the eyes of the two people, Zhao Fuyun was sitting in a ball of wind and cloud, and under the wind and cloud were eight huge green-faced evil ghosts who were moving forward.

As we continued walking forward, the sky became brighter and brighter.

But there was only skylight in the sky, and no red or golden flames were seen.

But when Zhao Fuyun looked up at the sky, he could still feel a ball of light moving from east to west in the sky.

However, this ball of light did not form red flames, so it was unable to completely dispel the haze between heaven and earth.

He knew that in the past, the red flames would dispel the gloom and evil spirits brought by the night during the day, but now it no longer has this effect.

Zhao Fuyun frowned slightly. He felt that it would not be long before this ball of light in the sky would slowly disappear.

Changes in celestial phenomena bring about changes in the weather, which will inevitably bring about changes in the four seasons, thus affecting all living beings.

The death and rebirth of living things change with the celestial phenomena and the four seasons.

Zhao Fuyun went all the way towards Tiandu Mountain. He saw the city and the mountain shrouded in fog. If he did not cast a spell to disperse the fog, he would not be able to see the situation in the mountain clearly.

But one thing is certain: there are many more monsters and ghosts in the mountains and rivers now than before, and this astronomical phenomenon is suitable.

After a while, it suddenly started raining. The sky was covered with dark clouds, but the rain was not heavy, just a drizzle with a chilly feeling.

There were bursts of noise coming from the newly formed small lake in the distant valley, and faintly there seemed to be the joyful sounds of monsters.

At the same time, we also saw many uninhabited villages.

There was no sign of life in the village, but he could feel the evil aura lingering. Occasionally, he could see a single lamp shining in the desolate village, which seemed so strange.

Keep going.

I saw another deserted town, but the houses remained the same. At the entrance of the town, a young man holding a command flag and carrying a bamboo basket on his back was walking towards the town.

Zhao Fuyun took a look and could feel a mysterious aura in the other party's bamboo basket. The aura was a bit strange.

But soon everyone understood that it was the Dharma meaning formed by the condensation and entanglement of incense and fire. It was like fire but not fire, like light but not light. It had a vast aura but also a gloomy feeling mixed in it.

Only a statue that is worshipped and worshipped by many people would have such a sense of contradiction, and the other party's command flag moved without wind as he walked into the town.

One side had the word "Supreme" written on it, and the other side had the word "Imperial Decree" written on it.

As he walked into a ancestral hall in the middle of the town.

Zhao Fuyun just took a look. He did not wait here to see the result, but went all the way to Tiandu Mountain.

After being in the Hall of Rebirth for so long, he actually felt a sense of returning home. At the same time, he had many questions in his mind that he wanted to get answers from the mountain gate.

　The end of the month is approaching, and I'm asking for something...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)