The years I was in the human world

Jiang Ling's words "unorthodox" annoyed Lu Zhouxue. His face darkened, and the white silk on his fingertips tightened instantly. His cold eyes revealed his murderous intent. The young man in red took a step ahead of him: "You take care of that girl, I'll take care of him."

The young man drew his sword from its sheath, the cold white blade flashing with cold light, its edge exposed in the sunlight. Jiang Ling didn't take it seriously at first. After all, Wei Ruge was just a rookie, he would never be his opponent, so he still looked disdainful when the young man raised his sword.

It wasn't until the long sword broke through the air, piercing through the barriers in front of him and reaching his throat that Jiang Ling's heart trembled. He quickly drew his sword to block it, but the boy's sword was faster. Before Jiang Ling could draw his sword, the sharp blade was already on his neck. The boy raised his eyebrows in surprise: "That's it?"

He didn't expect that the opponent couldn't even withstand his moves.

How is it possible?! Jiang Ling's eyes widened with trembling heart and soul. How could he not be shocked? He didn't even see the boy's movements clearly.

The young man let out a light "tsk" sound, turned his sword-holding wrist, and tapped Jiang Ling's shoulder with the side of the blade. The latter had no time to react and was forced to his knees by the force of the sword. The young man quickly dealt with the remaining people.

"Borrow a thread." The young man asked Lu Zhouxue for a piece of white silk and tied up the people like dumplings. Without any sarcasm, he simply commented, "They are not as powerful as the evil ghost with a big knife half a month ago. What a mob."

"Master Jiang looks down on the Way of All Living Things." Lu Zhouxue squatted down in front of Jiang Ling, who was kneeling on the ground. He lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Ling, who was still unwilling to accept the defeat because of the quick defeat. He pointed at the young man in red who sheathed his sword and said calmly, "But Lin Xiyang, who walks the Way of Ruthlessness, can still fight a few moves in front of him, and you can't even take a single move. How can you have the confidence to look down on others?"

Lu Zhouxue paused, and without waiting for Jiang Ling to refute, he continued, "Even Yu Zhao defended Dongshan by himself. It was you who led people to slaughter mortals and aroused the resentment of the dead, which caused Dongshan to become a den of ghosts. The evil ghost You Rong who killed your disciples was just avenging your killing of him. It's all your own fault. Why does Lord Jiang hate me now? You really want to accuse someone of a crime, and you can always find a pretext for it."

"It's hard for you to say so much to him." After listening to Lu Zhouxue's words, the young man in red probably understood that everything is karma and retribution, and he chuckled and said pertinently, "Those demons under the Ghost King are not easy to deal with. How can he deal with them with his ability? It's just that he doesn't dare to cause trouble for the evil ghosts, so he takes his anger out on you. This is the bad nature of mortals."

Lu Zhouxue and the young man spoke in unison, making Jiang Ling's face turn red, but he did not do so out of shame. He was simply angry because they hit his sore spot.

He was stepped on by the young man, but he looked up and glared at Lu Zhouxue resentfully, almost gritting his teeth and saying, "Master Ling Zhong had predicted that you would bring disaster, and now it seems to be true. If Gu Yin hadn't stopped you, you would have been strangled to death by Li Lanyin. How could you still have the chance to bully others here?"

Disaster? Was that the language of the Phoenix killing its mother? Lu Zhouxue sneered in his heart. Not to mention that Li Lanyin had already turned into an evil ghost, even if there was no such thing, now Yu Zhao was dead, how could he kill his mother? I'm afraid the prophecy was false, and the truth was that he used the prophecy to openly use Zhu Huang's body to cultivate the divine bones.

"Only ordinary people believe in fate. Practitioners of Taoism are against the will of heaven and earth, yet they still believe in so-called prophecies." The young man couldn't help laughing after hearing Jiang Ling's words. At the end, he sneered as if it had nothing to do with him, "No wonder no one has ascended to the divine realm in ten thousand years. It turns out that they lack enlightenment."

Lu Zhouxue couldn't help but look at the boy a little more. He always felt that this boy was not an ordinary person and should know something. The boy met his gaze without dodging. Instead, he smiled at him calmly and asked, "Why, did I say something wrong?"

Lu Zhouxue shook her head and said, "Jiang Ling is here, and the rest of Zhongting and the demon clan won't be far away. Let's go first."

While pulling the peacock into his arms, he left Jiang Ling, who was tied up, and walked away on the snow without leaving any trace, but his walk was aimless.

"Where are you going?" the young man asked after chasing after him. He also noticed that Lu Zhouxue was wandering around. "Everyone is trying to catch you now. Where can you go?"

"Yeah." Lu Zhouxue sighed softly, closed his eyes helplessly and pinched his nose bridge. When he was in Buzhou Mountain, in order to avoid Taihuang and the Human Emperor, he had to give up his position as a god and sneak down to the mortal world. Now that he is in the mortal world, he is inexplicably involved in a bunch of cause and effect, and he still has to hide. He has no relatives and is even more embarrassed than when he was in Buzhou Mountain. If he had known this, he might as well stay in Buzhou Mountain and fight Taihuang head-on.

"Ahaha." Seeing his tired face, the young man laughed and said comfortingly, "The divine bone is a bit troublesome for you, but it may not be a bad thing."

"Hmm?" Lu Zhouxue asked softly. The young man explained, "This is divine bone. Even if it can't directly turn your body into a god, it's enough for you to use some divine arts at will."

"Oh." After hearing what the young man said, Lu Zhouxue turned back without any reaction. Even without the divine bone, he could still use the magic of the divine world. This thing was a trouble for him and it was not a good thing. However, the young man's words reminded Lu Zhouxue of something he almost forgot.

"As for your body, once the news has died down, I will find a way to throw it down to the mortal world, and you can go and look for it yourself. Once your spirit returns to your body, it is not impossible for you to return to Mount Buzhou. How about this?"

Before Dongjun Huachao sent Lu Zhouxue's soul to the human world, he had promised to send his body as well, asking him to find it himself. Now he has been in the human world for more than a month. The time in the divine world is completely out of sync with that in the human world. A hundred years may have passed on Mount Buzhou. I don't know whether Huachao has sent his body as agreed. If so, where is it now?

Nowadays, monsters are rampant in the world, evil spirits are in power, and various forces are pursuing the road to heaven. If they are asked to find the corpse of a god like that, it will probably be another catastrophe for Buzhou Mountain, just like it did back then.

"What are you thinking about?" The young man saw Lu Zhouxue start to lose focus again while talking.

"I'm wondering where the road from the human world to the realm of gods is." Lu Zhouxue said softly. If Hua Chao sent his body down, it would only appear in a place where a miracle had once occurred. The old ruins of the Tianzhu were the most likely place, but Lu Zhouxue didn't know where the Tianzhu was in the human world.

"The road to heaven..." The young man pondered for a moment, and then gave Lu Zhouxue several answers, "In the southern border, there is a mountain called Guye. There are no plants, but lots of water. There lives a god-man there. His skin is as white as ice and snow, and he is as graceful as a virgin. He does not eat grains, but breathes the wind and drinks dew. He rides on clouds and controls flying dragons, and travels beyond the four seas."

"This is the most credible place in the rumors. After all, the fairy Gushe, who is halfway to becoming an immortal, is indeed cultivating there. In addition to Gushe Mountain, there are Penglai, Lingshan, and Kunlun Ruins. Penglai is overseas, but no one has ever been there. Kunlun Ruins is in the northwest, and it is rumored to be the place where hundreds of gods lived in the past, but now it has all turned to dust and no traces of the past remain. Lingshan is nothing special. The ladder that wizards used to travel between heaven and earth is in Wuxiang Country."

Lu Zhouxue certainly recognized Lingshan. Ten thousand years ago, the Wuxiang people ascended to the divine realm from there and attempted to fight for the tripod of divine power, but were later abandoned by the gods.

"Of course, there is another place that is rarely mentioned in legends, but I think that may be the location of the real God Realm." The young man changed the subject and looked at Lu Zhouxue with an ambiguous expression. Under the latter's puzzled gaze, he slowly spoke, "Buzhou Mountain."

"Really?" Lu Zhouxue's expression remained unchanged, and she felt a little wary of the young man in her heart. But on the other hand, because he was carrying the Fenxi Divine Sword, Lu Zhouxue couldn't help but have other doubts.

“You ask this, are you also trying to rebuild the road to heaven like those people?” The young man stopped talking and turned to ask why Lu Zhouxue knew all this. “To become a god, one must give up some things, but it is obvious that mortals cannot give up those things, so they dream of becoming gods.”

Lu Zhouxue couldn't help but look sideways as the young man sighed as if he were an outsider, and couldn't help but say, "You said that as if you are not an ordinary person."

"Of course I am also a mortal." The young man blinked and smiled, "But I know myself better than them. I won't covet what doesn't belong to me."

"You are very similar to Ah Zhuo." Lu Zhouxue said, but he did not realize that the three of them actually had the same view on mortals' pursuit of the road to heaven. They all had a kind of detachment as gods. "I plan to go to Lingshan."

Ten thousand years ago, the Wuxiang disaster started from Lingshan. Now that the Wuxiang people are trying to restore the past, they will naturally choose to make a comeback from there. However, Lu Zhouxue will not give them another chance. His Xiao Yueheng died because of the Wuxiang people, and now the divine bones are growing on his body. How can he tolerate this?

"Let's go. I'll go with you." The young man responded lazily. He had already agreed to Xiao Fengzhuo. Besides, he wanted to investigate the things about the Wuxiang people. It would probably be clearer if he followed Lu Zhouxue.

As they were talking, the two had already left the center of the Cangwu Wilderness. The restriction on the movement of spirits and ghosts had weakened a lot. Lu Zhouxue simply took out the scroll from his arms and was about to use it to travel through the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. The magnificent scroll of rivers and mountains had just been unfolded when a sudden sword light cut the priceless cloth into two pieces, and the magic that Lu Zhouxue had been performing halfway also came to an abrupt halt.

In the crack of the scroll, a figure in snow-white clothes was standing in the distance, holding a sword. The breeze blew his clothes and his black hair fluttered. He was so elegant and graceful. He glanced at him indifferently. The red-clothed young man beside Lu Zhouxue suddenly became fierce and his hand unconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Gu Yin.

"Are you here to arrest me too?" The other party was blocking there with a sword in his hand in such a menacing manner. Lu Zhouxue naturally would not think that Gu Yin came to reminisce with him. After all, they did not get along so well in Rongcheng. But he did not understand. It would be fine if Jiang Ling came, but why did Gu Yin, a master of a famous and upright sect, also come to join in the fun, which might easily lead to him losing more than he gained?

"Since you know clearly, there is no need for me to do anything." Gu Yin nodded, "Just go back with me safely, and I will not make things difficult for you."

"Why are you all so arrogant?" Before Lu Zhouxue could say anything, the young man beside him chuckled. He put one foot on the stone hand, leaned his arm on his knee and bent his waist slightly. He said to Gu Yin in a contemptuous manner, "You want to take him away? You can, but you have to beat me."

"Wei Ruge?" Gu Yin just noticed the young man with a strong presence beside Lu Zhouxue. He didn't look at his face carefully before, but now he frowned in confusion, "Your master is in seclusion, why are you running around outside instead of guarding Wuxiang Peak?"

Another person who recognized his face. The boy was used to it. He didn't respond and said calmly, "It's none of your business. Do you want to fight or not?"

"Frivolous." Gu Yin said this in a neither loud nor soft voice, and did not say anything harsh like "I will teach you a lesson today on behalf of your master." He just drew his sword in a very calm manner, and rushed towards the young man without any warning, his eyes calm and indifferent. He expected that Wei Ruge could not take this sword.

When Gu Yin attacked, the young man stood there in a daze as if he had not reacted. He did not lose like Jiang Ling, who could not even draw his sword.

"Clang--" The sound of metal collision was heard, and the young man held the sword with one hand to block Gu Yin's sword that was stabbing from the left. He did not move at all, and looked at Gu Yin with teasing eyes, as if saying, I see through all your tricks. The latter's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly took another sword.

The young man dodged sideways and fought back. Soon, the two of them started fighting vigorously. Lu Zhouxue put the peacock down from his arms and said, "Watch carefully to see how the two of them fight."

The young man who was fighting with Gu Yin heard it and almost made a mistake due to shaking hands. He could not help but be speechless. This on-the-spot teaching ability is really amazing.

Lu Zhouxue could see clearly from the side that although Gu Yin seemed to be evenly matched with the boy, he was actually gradually losing the upper hand. If he made mistakes within a hundred moves, he would inevitably lose. Lu Zhouxue could not help but become more suspicious of the boy. Not fearing the Ghost King and crushing Jiang Ling was not that great.

But this is Gu Yin, the well-deserved Sword God, second only to Baili Changqing. Although he is not as good as the latter, he is also a fusion stage cultivator. The young man is still at ease against him, and there is no name for him in the cultivation world. Who is he...

As Lu Zhouxue was thinking about this, the two people who were fighting fiercely were making louder and louder noises. The collision of their swords would produce a terrifying sword energy, which spread in all directions with the momentum of destroying the world. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

Although they have left the center of Cangwu Wilderness, it is still the territory of the demon clan. Now all the clans are paying attention to Lu Zhouxue's movements because of the emergence of the divine bone. The fight between the two soon attracted the big demon and Wuxiang people who were already looking for Lu Zhouxue's whereabouts.

Lu Zhouxue had sharp senses and was able to detect the approach of the latecomers before they got close. He raised the Mu Cang Mountain in advance to trap those people on the periphery to prevent them from coming in to cause trouble for him and the young man.