Tianwei Chapter 251 Black Mountain (1)
Memories to me are like instant noodles with pickled cabbage in them. They don’t have much flavor, but they still have a little flavor.
Memories are cheap, unlike watching a movie, whether you go alone, with a girl, or in a group, you have to pay. Although we are not the director of the drama of life, when we watch the movie we star in, we enjoy the same treatment as the director.
I call this kind of treatment atypical self-consolation syndrome.
Because enjoying the treatment comes later, and before that, you must accept all kinds of tortures from the perverted screenwriter of fate.
Let’s go too, Yang Fu said to me.
I remained silent and did not answer immediately, but thought about the feasibility and plan of this behavior. Perhaps because he was afraid that I would be timid, Yang Fu said: No matter whether it is possible or not, we have to go, that is your mother, we have to save her!
I hummed and said, "Of course we have to go. I'm wondering what to do when we get there. We can't defeat the witch with just a few of us."
Aren't they still here? Yang Fu nodded with his chin to the cultivators who were busy notifying the sect, and whispered: With their participation, it will definitely work!
He said this very firmly, and his tone sounded more like he was encouraging himself. I looked at him, then at the Taoist priest.
The old Taoist didn't have much to say, he just said: If you want to go, I will help you.
With this said, what else can I say?
Yang Fu nudged me with his arm and said: Although witches are scary, if you can integrate the power of many practitioners, you will definitely...
Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm the protagonist of a novel? I can easily make people bow down to me.
I'm not asking you to take them in as your subordinates. What I mean is that you can integrate their power together, just like connecting countless water pipes with a main pipe. In that case, the water flow will be unusually strong, and even a witch may not be able to resist it. Yang Fu explained carefully.
Oh? This statement made me interested: what should be done?
You can do whatever you want , Yang Fu said.
I was stunned for a moment, then I laughed: Let's give it a try, but will they listen to me?
I will take care of this, you can rest assured that I will give you a satisfactory answer.
Although I wonder what Yang Fu will do, no matter what, if this thing succeeds, it will be a hundred benefits to me with no harm at all.
So, we parted ways afterwards. He was going to persuade the practitioners, while I took the old Taoist to Kunlun.
The boundary between Kunlun space and real space is a very wonderful phenomenon.
I don't want to make it too complicated, so I'll use the simplest metaphor to describe it. If you regard the entire real space as a mountain, then the entrance to Kunlun Space revealed at the junction is a cave on the mountainside. You think you are walking into the belly of the mountain, but in fact, when you step into the cave, you have already left the mountain.
For example, suppose you want to jump up there, but you can only scratch the ground of Kunlun Space with your hands due to an accident. Of course, you may wonder how you can scratch such a thick ground? Don't think about this question, because you will find that the ground of Kunlun is far behind, but the distance between it and the real space is only a thin layer that cannot be calculated by science.
This is not a wormhole, but another wonderful space phenomenon. Don't think too much. If you use logical thinking to imagine it, it may cause blood pressure to rise and a large number of brain cells to die. Maybe you will need artificial respiration to save your life.
Although the entrance to Kunlun Space is a bit high, with my and Laodao's abilities, it is not difficult to get in.
Setting foot on the land of Kunlun again, it feels like yesterday. Perhaps, we have never left Kunlun, but just walked from one place to another. It is like a journey, and the destination is the underworld.
The moment I set foot on Kunlun, I felt that the world had changed. Looking back, I saw blue sky and white clouds. Looking forward, I saw a white haze. There were only white clouds and white sky in the sky, without any other mixed colors.
Wu must be at the Kunlun Mountain, because the body of the god Shuoyu is there. Wu's mission is to revive the god Shuoyu with the elixir of immortality. They came to the human world to make trouble, just to find the elixir of immortality.
This made me think of Old Liao involuntarily. That old man actually succeeded in snatching the elixir of immortality from the powerful witch?
What a fantasy!
The news about the immortality drug was not told by a witch, but by a cultivator. You can believe it or not, at least I don't believe it.
The old Taoist priest and I slowly floated up and flew quickly towards the sacred mountain Kunlun.
While flying, the old Taoist who had not spoken for a long time suddenly asked: You should understand that the two of us are no match for each other, what are you going to do?
I groaned and shook my head: I haven't thought about it yet, let's take it one step at a time. As long as my mother is not seriously injured, I will wait for those people to come here and then give it a try.
The old Taoist priest hummed and didn't ask any more questions.
We flew for a long time, and the sacred mountain Kunlun became bigger and bigger in my eyes, but my heart became heavier and heavier. Because the closer we got to it, the more anxious I became, wondering how to rescue my mother from the witch.
An hour later, we finally arrived near Kunlun Mountain. Unlike last time, we could see a little silver light below the abyss around Kunlun Mountain.
This light seems to have a great gravitational force. When flying over the abyss, one will feel that his body is falling downwards involuntarily.
The old Taoist priest and I had to speed up and cross the Weak Water Abyss in the shortest time possible.
Kunlun Mountain has indeed changed. The time here is almost a hundred times different from that in the outside world. I have been away from Kunlun for more than a month, but here, it is equivalent to eight or nine years.
It’s hard to imagine…
Fortunately, this time we didn’t have to climb the mountain, but continued to fly towards the location where we remembered the god Yuyu was.
Time is a concept, but most of the time, we have no concept of time. Therefore, time is too redundant for many people. I don’t know how long it took, but finally a corpse as tall as a mountain appeared in my eyes.
The corpse was like a coiled giant snake, half rotten, with wisps of gray gas constantly eroding its body. The gray gas entered through its seven orifices and the cracks in its broken bones, and then came out again. Every time it came out, part of its flesh and blood would silently melt away.
The gods are swaying...
It has been said before that the gods of Kunlun Mountain are nothing but monsters to us.
Therefore, in my eyes, the corpse of the snake is just a very, very large snake. The most bizarre thing is that it has a human head. Even though the head is half-rotten, you can still vaguely see its beauty when it was alive.
Is Yaoyao a man or a woman, a male or a female? At least it is impossible to tell from her appearance. If I have to determine her gender, I can only say that she is a shemale , and a very authentic one at that.
The Taoist priest and I were very cautious and did not get too close to it. Instead, we flew in a circle a few kilometers away. But after we flew a full circle, we found that there was no witch here.
Strange. The old Taoist priest and I both frowned. There was no witch here, nor my mother, only the corpse of Yu Yu, which was constantly being corroded by the dead air.
Is he hiding? I moved closer to the corpse with doubt in my heart.
Although the old Taoist frowned, he did not stop it, because he did not sense any witch-related presence here either.
Because I still remember what the old man from Yuanling said, that it was because they were too close that the two old witches had their bodies taken away. Although Old Liao was closer at the time and did not see anything unusual, we still couldn't figure out whether this old man was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, or if he had some treasure to protect himself.
So, when the Taoist priest and I were about a hundred meters away from the corpse, we didn’t dare to go any further.
And until now, the surroundings are very quiet and the witch has not appeared.
I frowned, looking up at the pile of corpses that were hundreds of meters high. Finally, I couldn't help it, so I took out the jade pendant and put it on my forehead.
Extend your vision and explore forward.
I thoroughly searched the inside of the corpse and the surrounding underground soil. However, I found nothing...
What a ghost, where did he go? After I took off the jade pendant, I couldn't help but curse.
At this time, there were several loud noises from far, far away to the right. I turned around and saw three black lights rising into the sky. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a sound.
What is that? I asked in surprise.
I don’t know, but it looks very similar to the black light that was chased by the witch just now, the old Taoist priest replied.
Oh? Could it be the "drug of immortality"?
Maybe.
I looked at the other side of the mountain and asked again: Would the witch go there?
It's possible. The old Taoist nodded.
I don't know why, but I always feel that the old Taoist's attitude is very strange recently. He is more silent than before, and rarely gives affirmative answers when answering questions. Is this old man in menopause? Or is he going to have Alzheimer's disease?
Now that there is a doubt, the only thing left is to find the answer.
The old Taoist priest and I flew around the mountain and soon arrived at the destination.
There were constant loud noises ahead, and a black mountain stood as tall as ever. Several black lights kept shuttling back and forth on the mountain, making a ping-pong sound very enjoyable.
Montenegro!
Why would Wu go to Black Mountain? And judging from the situation, it seems that he had a fight with someone on the mountain.
Is it the Black Mountain Demon?
Did someone squeeze Wu's head like a walnut? Why is he making enemies everywhere?
No one answered this question for me, so I had to find the answer myself.
We flew very fast and arrived at the foot of the Black Mountain. Looking up at the mountain, there was no longer the cold gaze or the fierce attack as a warning. The roar of the giant beast could be heard from the mountain, and occasionally a few black rocks fell down and landed at our feet.
I picked it up and looked at it. The stone that fell from the Black Mountain was a little strange. Although it had edges and corners, it felt very round to the touch. There was an illogical conflict between vision and touch on this thing.
"Eh?" the old Taoist priest exclaimed and took the stone from me.
What's wrong? I asked.
The old Taoist priest looked at the stone over and over again, then squinted his eyes and thought carefully, and then said: This thing is the same as the black ornaments hung around the necks of the cultists. Those things are made of black mountain stone.
