Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 201: Forget Hometown
The second meeting with Mr. Ichimoku was obviously not pleasant.

Although the first time was not very good.

When Zhang Ze and A Li walked around the ancient tree and met Mr. Yimu, they discovered that this mysterious fortune teller was being suppressed under a stone tablet.

The ancient stone tablet passed through Yimu's chest. No blood flowed out where the stone wall touched the body, only dry and black roots grew in a winding manner.

The same is true of the woods around it, with dark red roots protruding from the soil, emitting a faint smell of death.

Only one thing is alive.

The green bamboo that invited Zhang Ze to this place.

Green bamboo grew out from the top of Mr. Ichimu's head, swaying with his head.

Because of the bamboo and Mr. Yimu's kind face, this strange scene was not scary, but rather a little funny.

"Young master, you are here. Please lend a hand." Zhang Ze's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he was very happy.

Listening to the somewhat Big Bad Wolf's speech, Zhang Ze took a step back and said, "Save you?"

"No, no, I can't be saved. It was the village that held me here. If you save me, the village will be back soon." Yimu waved his hands quickly.

"I would like to ask you to bring my coat over to me." Mr. Yimu, with his upper body naked, pointed to the torn coat hanging on the tree branch in front of him on the right.

The roots of the tree also turned dark red. Under the damaged bark, the red veins trembled slowly, and the branches of the tree seemed to have life, shaking slightly.

The area around the tree was full of plants that had been beaten to pieces. Most of them were farm plants, such as bean vines, sweet stalks, corn stalks, and the like.

It was obvious that Mr. Yimu wanted to take the coat, but failed.

Zhang Ze snapped his fingers and sent out several sword energies to chop the contaminated ancient tree branch into pieces, then reached out and grabbed the torn jacket.

"And then? Leave it to you?"

This piece of clothing is so dirty, I don't know where it was picked up from.

Mr. Yimu continued to wave his hands.

"no, I'm fine."

"There is half a tortoise shell in the left pocket of my coat. You must keep it safe."

"The silver and money in your right pocket are all yours. Please take them back, young master."

"In the pocket near the hem is some small change I picked up recently in Shenglong City. Please keep it for me for now."

"After you leave this secret place, help me compensate Wang's Butcher Shop. I stole their table."

"Please also apologize to those little guys from the Beast Tamer Sect. They almost killed them. I was going to let them go today, but the township found out."

"I apologize again. It was wrong of me to invite the young master here without any hesitation."

He kept on talking, and only got down to business after he had arranged all the trivial matters.

"I invited you here because I want to trouble you, young master, to kill me and Xiang."

He said it seriously.

"So who are you?" Zhang Ze did not respond but asked back.

"It's just a remnant of the soul after the body and soul were separated." Mr. Yimu tilted his neck, "Young Master, please act quickly. After beheading me, please go and behead Xiang's remaining body."

"You can do it, it's just a dragon."

Mr. Yimu's words seemed incoherent, and his tone made it sound like he was taking it very lightly.

Zhang Ze didn't understand.

Moreover, although he and A'li are not suppressed by the restrictions of this secret realm, at most each of them has only a golden elixir level that can fight against an entire football team.

At most, add the bench.

But when you go to slay a dragon, it's still just a long dragon.
Even if the dragon in the sky was a dead dragon, it would be a bit difficult for him, a mere golden elixir, to kill it.

Just as Zhang Ze was about to continue asking questions, he saw A Li jump off its shoulder.

A'li trudged over to Mr. Yimu with his short legs.

It remembered something.

"Xiang is the ancestor dragon, born from an ancient tree. Although his spirit and soul are dead, his body is immortal. Are you transformed from a drop of its dragon tear?"

Ah Li's voice was clear at this time, and he spoke in a coherent manner, with none of his usual temperament of a family of three and a pig.

Yimu was a little confused when he heard that. "You? How do you know? Are you..."

Before Yimu could finish his words, Ah Li interrupted him and said, "Forget it, it's too much trouble to ask you. Let me dig something out."

A'li clapped his hands. Because he usually ate too many different kinds of food, he didn't know which magical weapon he used.

The energy of the forest gathered in A'li's hands, the ground in front of him trembled, and Ichimuren and the stone tablet that nailed him were lifted out of the ground.

"It is indeed here."

Under the stone tablet is not a statue of Bixi, but a shrine.

There is a little emerald green spirit bead enshrined in the shrine.

"It's the same old problem." A'li muttered, and reached out to grab the spirit pearl.

But nothing happened.

A'li was stunned and looked at his short little hands for a while before he reacted. He jumped to the mound and climbed onto the shrine.

When they were close enough, Ahri reached into the shrine.

Zhang Ze, who was standing aside, suddenly felt a repulsive force. Just when he was about to go up to help, A Li had already taken out the spirit pearl by himself.

"What is this? Dragon Ball?" Zhang Ze asked.

"No, it's the notebook of that idiot from the village." After saying that, A Li swallowed the emerald green spirit bead in one gulp.

A Li and Zhang Ze have a telepathic connection, and the broken memories of his hometown also flooded into Zhang Ze's mind.

Zhang Ze, or Xiang, opened his eyes.

It found itself lying in a vein of the earth, covered with wounds. Although its life force was not lost, it was dying.

Just when Xiang was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, he suddenly heard people talking.

A little boy's voice came from another part of the cave, and then a little girl's voice.

"Sister, is there really a mountain god here?"

"Yes, I heard from a barbarian before that a mountain god lives in this cave. That mountain god controls the entire mountain. As long as he breathes, winter here will end."

"How can we trust what the barbarian said? Let's go back quickly."

"If we don't go back, we have no parents. There are bandits everywhere outside the mountain. If we go back, we will starve to death or be hacked to death."

"Sister, I'm scared. Are we lost?"

"Don't cry, or I'll beat you up."

Although the little girl's voice was weak from hunger, she was still very stubborn.

Soon, a small flame appeared above the cave.

In the small firelight, there were two children standing. A little girl in a fur coat was holding the hand of a little boy and appeared at the edge of a cave above the cave.

Perhaps because he was worried that his younger brother would be cold, the little boy was wrapped up like a ball.

The fire was too small to illuminate the darkness underground. They could not see the village clearly, but the village could see them clearly.

The two children were so weak that the village could make them disappear from the world with just a slight breath.

But it didn't, it just watched quietly with the one eye on its head.

"There's no way out, sister. We..." The little boy held his sister's hand tightly.

"This, I..." The little girl was also panicked, and she suddenly realized her recklessness.

Xiang found it interesting and said, "I'm here, what do you want from the mountain god?"

The two little guys were obviously frightened by the sound of the mountain god, but perhaps because the "mountain god" really existed and his voice sounded very kind, the surprise quickly overwhelmed their fear.

The little girl took a deep breath and began to take things out of her arms.

A silver-covered copper bracelet, a small piece of ivory polished to a shine, a few animal skins, a slingshot, and a few picture books.
They were all odds and ends, except for the fact that there was no food, it was all a mess.

These two little guys seemed to have carried all their belongings with them.

These should be the offerings prepared by the little girl.

"Lord Mountain God, I..." But when the words came to her lips, the little girl didn't know what to say.

What should we pray for? Longevity or wealth?
These are the most important things in the world that she heard from adults.

She didn't know if this was her only chance to meet the mountain god, so she suddenly didn't know what to ask for.

What should she pray for so that she and her brother can live?

But her brother apparently didn't think much of it.

"We are hungry, Grandpa Mountain God, please give us something to eat!" The little boy was not afraid at this time and said whatever he thought.

Although the township is very weak now, these are all minor matters.

As the spiritual consciousness of the village spread, a tender sprout grew at the feet of the siblings. The tender sprout grew into a small tree with two bright red fruits hanging on the tree.

"Eat." Xiang's gentle voice sounded in the ears of the two children.

"Fruit of wisdom!" I don't know where the little boy heard this word from. He pointed at the two red fruits excitedly and reached out to grab them.

Then he was hit on the head by his sister.

The elder sister picked a fruit first and took a careful bite. After making sure that she was fine, she picked another fruit and handed it to her younger brother.

After the two children had eaten their fill, Xiang finally asked, "Where's the tribute?"

Xiang was very interested in those picture books.

But the elder sister obviously misunderstood. She stood in front of her brother and said, "You are definitely not a cannibal, right? Are you going to get married? Can you wait a few more years until my brother grows up? I..."

"Those books." Xiang sighed.

"Oh, fine. Here you go."

The sister picked up the book but didn't know whether to throw it down, but soon she felt an invisible hand take the book and then slowly sink into the darkness below.

"Dongqi? What is that?"

My sister heard the doubtful voice of the 'Mountain God' coming from the darkness.

The village could not remember what happened in the past. It learned from the books given as tribute that its era was called Honghuang, and the current era was called Dongqi.

After that, Xiang maintained his relationship with the two siblings.

The township also taught the two children how to hunt and how to survive in the mountains.

The brother and sister who survived in the mountains brought more books to the village after the bandit threat from outside the mountains subsided. The two children also grew from infancy to adulthood, and from adulthood to old age.

The life of a mortal is short, but fate is not over.

A hundred years later, the brother and sister had passed away, and it was their descendants who took over their worship of the "Mountain God".

At this time, there was a small village called Lijia Village outside.

Xiang felt that this matter was very familiar, as if it had often been done in the era known as the primitive times.

It will lie dormant in a lake, a mountain, or a forest, using its own power to protect those small creatures, watching them multiply and grow, until the offerings are no longer made and the tribe dies out.
And Xiang will leave here and repeat this thing in another place.

The name "Xiang" was given to it by some little fellows.
Wherever it is, that is home.

Therefore, the township decided to teach the Li family to practice.

Just as it occasionally did in the primeval times.

It wanted the Li family to stay with it for a while longer.

It so happened that the water veins were unusual that year, and an underground river appeared where the villagers rested, and a little turtle was washed over from somewhere.

The village carved the method of controlling wild beasts and some basic cultivation methods on a piece of wood. Then it handed the wood and the little turtle to the young man named Li Heng.

Afterwards, Lijia Village became the Beast Taming Gate.

Li Heng improved the crude ancient cultivation method by combining it with the contemporary methods of Dongqi.

After a while, the Beast Taming Sect became the Beast Taming Sect.

Li Heng, who became the clan leader, also learned that the mountain god who had protected the Li family for generations was actually a legendary dragon.

The incident of repaying kindness with enmity and removing the dragon's tendons did not happen.

Li Heng still treated Xiang with courtesy, and even collected elixirs and secret treasures to help Xiang recover from his injuries.

Until one day, something changed.

But the problem was not Li Heng but the township.

That day, Li Heng, who was already very old and nearing the end of his life, came to Xiang to chat with him, bringing the giant turtle he named Zhuluo.

Most of them were boring things, trivial matters between nephews and nieces, the emperor of Dongqi issuing some bullshit orders, and a swordsman named Chen who hit it off at first sight and fought to a draw.

Usually, Xiang likes to hear this, but today the situation is a little different.

Because Xiang suddenly felt very hungry.

It looked at Li Heng and Zhu Luo and felt hungry.

The township wanted to eat them.

At this moment, Xiang suddenly remembered why he was injured.

It did it itself.

At some point in the past, Xiang also had this impulse, this impulse to devour everything in the world.

And it's even more intense.

Because it didn't want this, it killed itself in the ancient times.

But it seemed that his death was not clean, and he came back to life.

After thinking this matter through, Xiang had a deep private talk with Li Heng before his death.

It did not tell Li Heng the truth, only saying that it needed to build a secret place to recuperate.

With the help of Li Heng, the township set up three large formations in Guanlong Mountain where he lived, creating the secret realm under Wolong Lake.

Li Heng thought this was a life formation that could help Xiang recover from his injuries.

But Xiang didn't say everything. He did some tricks and reversed the situation.

The life array turned into a death array that drained his life force and nourished the land.

Xiang wanted to use this method to completely trap himself.

Afterwards, he gave the two dragon scales to Li Heng, saying that the secret realm had reopened and he could use these items to see it.

But in fact, he just wanted Li Heng's descendants to collect its body.

The long memory of the village did not cause any impact on Zhang Ze's consciousness. Just as he was about to continue reading, A Li's voice rang in Zhang Ze's ears.

"Ah, no wonder Li Jue and Bai Xiao had problems, so this is what happened."

Zhang Ze was frightened.

I was reading a novel in English class when my homeroom teacher suddenly appeared behind me.

The memory of Xiang was paused, and Zhang Ze and A Li started chatting.

"Can we pause before we talk? You scared me."

"Blame me." Ali looked innocent.

"Who else should I blame if not you? So what did you see?" Zhang Ze asked.

“It is the village that nourishes the land of Cangshan, and the source of the Beast Taming Sect’s mental method is also here in the village.

These creatures living in the Cangshan area have been more or less influenced by the township, and it is reasonable to insist that they are descendants of the township.

That's why Li Jue and the others were so greatly affected when they entered this secret realm.

"The fact that Li Jue survived the blow from Xiang was probably due to the dragon scales in the Longevity Lock," Ah Li analyzed.

"Are you Dragonborn so casual?" Zhang Ze was confused.

"It's a township problem. I don't know how to farm, and our crops are different." Ali didn't explain. I don't know if he didn't remember it or didn't know.

"Yes, you are round and you only know how to eat. It is said that the villagers did not provide you with food in the ancient times, right?" Zhang Ze suddenly had an idea.

"I can't remember."

Zhang Ze, who was chatting with A'li and the conversation went off track, suddenly thought of a question.

"Why did the village become like this? What happened to Yimu?"

"Keep watching." Ali started fast forwarding.

Countless years passed.

Xiang closed his eyes, his body slowly withering under the effect of the formation, and he felt that he could really die this time.

Xiang lost consciousness and a drop of dragon tear fell.

His remaining soul is in the dragon's tears.

It will probably take many years for this body and that remnant soul to completely wither and dissipate.

However, the next second, a tiny gap suddenly appeared in the secret realm.

The village that should have been completely dead came back to life.

Although the spirit is dead, the body is immortal. This is the Ancestral Dragon.

A new, hungry spirit was gathering on the dragon corpse, and the dragon tear turned into an eye.

Yimu escaped from the secret realm.

The surviving "village" instinctively attracted a group of monsters every once in a while, sucked them into the secret realm, and devoured them.

"Wait, let's pause for a moment. Ah Li, can you please go back to the village and discuss the secret realm with Li Heng?"

"Oh."

After rereading the memory, Zhang Ze discovered where the problem lay.

Brother Feng is fully responsible.

Although the world has changed dramatically, the locations of the three array centers can still be determined with the Wolongze Secret Realm as the center.

And one of the array's core should have been invisible to anyone.

Let Lin Feng dig it up.

After Lin Feng dug out the eye of the formation as if it were an ordinary secret realm, cracks appeared in the secret realm of Wolongze.

After that, Yimu escaped and the dragon corpse in the village came back to life.

That’s why Brother Feng boasted to him about seeing a dragon after returning to Qianji Pavilion.

What Lin Feng saw was an eye that escaped.

Zhang Ze thought this was shit.

"Actually, this is still your fault." Ali said suddenly.

"What does it have to do with me?" Zhang Ze felt that it was inexplicable for him to be blamed.

"I'm going to discuss this with you, listen.

If you hadn't made up that little story for Qiu Jidan.

Wouldn’t he go to Wangyang City?

If he doesn't go to Wangyang City, you and Lin Feng won't go there either.

If none of you go, Lin Feng and Qiu Jidan won't pass by Guanlong Mountain when they come back.

If he had not passed by here, Lin Feng would not have regarded that center of the formation as a secret place.

There will be no problems in the secret realm under Wolong Lake.

You see, everything is right.

It's all your fault."

A-Li's analysis is well-reasoned.

Zhang Ze wanted to refute but couldn't find a reason, so he had no choice but to change the subject.

"Forget it, let's find a way to solve the township's problem first, and I still have a lot of questions I want to ask Mr. Ichimoku."

After saying that, Zhang Ze and A Li left the memory of the village.

Although the memory is long, in the outside world, only a moment has passed.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, Zhang Ze's figure turned into a golden light, and he used three escape techniques at the same time. He pulled A Li's hind legs and escaped into the distance.

There is no need to hide your breath anymore.

Because Xiang's single eye, which had been closed all this time, had now opened, and the scarlet dragon eye was staring at Zhang Ze.

Death energy is spreading around the village, and the entire secret realm is withering.

Its dragon corpse completely came back to life.

(End of this chapter)