Chapter 136: It's simply hurting in your body, pain in my heart!

A year and a half later, outside Ruoshui Ju.

Under the old peach tree, Zhuang Buran was lying lazily on the chair as before.

At this time, Youruo leaped out of the peach forest and sat opposite the white-haired, black-robed man. She poured a cup of peach blossom wine for herself unhurriedly and said:

"Father, Di Shitian has already gathered seven people. Besides Senior Brother Yun, Junior Brother Feng, and Senior Wuming, Duan Lang, who has been missing, has already joined the Heavenly Gate. He is also one of the candidates for slaughtering the dragon."

"The others are Huaikong, the descendant of the Iron Gate; Huang Ying, the Dongying swordsman; and the descendant of the Sword Sect, that is, Senior Wuming's junior brother, Pojun."

"Two months later is the Jingrui Day. He probably intends to bring people to the Divine Dragon Island a few days in advance. I plan to go one step ahead of him and sneak into the Divine Dragon Island with Senior Brother Shuang to see what happens."

"The 'Water Passing' style of the 'Heartless Heavenly Book' and the methods of invisibility and stealth can indeed allow you and Shuang'er to sneak into the Divine Dragon Island easily." Zhuang Buran nodded.

"Father, this is the map of the Heavenly Gate you want. Senior Brother Feng asked me to bring it." Youruo took a roll of sheepskin from her sleeve, put it on the table, and showed curiosity:

"You wouldn't be bored and planning to leave Ruoshui Ju and go to the Heavenly Gate, would you?"

"Di Shitian learned from a hundred schools of thought. I think he has learned all the martial arts in the world. Anyway, I'm idle, so I'll take advantage of the Jingrui Day, when the Heavenly Gate is empty, to take a look at his thousand-year collection."

Zhuang Buran smiled:

"This is also because I have retired from the Jianghu and really can't bear to kill. To avoid creating killing sins, I have to choose a good day."

Youruo couldn't help but laugh:

"Father, do you know what Senior Wuming asked me to tell you?"

"Let's hear it." The white-haired, black-robed man raised an eyebrow.

Youruo coughed lightly:

"Having a close friend like you is his greatest blessing."

"Hehe, I think it's Di Shitian who said something to him." Zhuang Buran showed a look of amusement:

"I should have said one more thing to Di Shitian: after slaughtering the dragon, he must cripple Senior Brother Wuming's martial arts immediately, otherwise he will definitely do something rebellious."

After Youruo finished listening, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. She also understood that a certain Martial Arts Myth was afraid that he would never escape the word 'crippled' in his life, just because he liked to cripple others the most.

Two months later, Jingrui Day.

Zhuang Buran walked unhurriedly into a huge ice cave where ice pillars were like a forest and the cold air was bone-chilling.

I only saw that the surrounding area was dominated by ice-carved buildings. The further inside, the more extremely cold and bone-chilling it was, and it was full of ice pillars and ice crystal waterfalls.

And many people stationed in the ice cave turned a blind eye to the white-haired, black-robed man, as if they didn't see him at all.

Zhuang Buran happily admired the various strange ice carvings in the ice cave, thinking:

"Really not bad. Anyone who wants to survive in the Heavenly Gate for a long time must have endless internal skills, otherwise they will definitely freeze to death here. It is simply an enlarged version of a cold jade bed."

Before long, the white-haired, black-robed man entered a pavilion and saw dazzling martial arts secret manuals.

After browsing a few times, he found that besides martial arts manuals, there were also strange gate Dunjia, square techniques, and even miscellaneous studies including medical skills.

"'Broken Pulse Sword Qi', 'Tathagata Palm', 'Peerless Sword Art', 'Dragon Subduing Divine Leg', 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin', 'Iron Refining Hand', 'Returning Yuan Blood Hand', 'Snow Blood Claw', 'Fire Thunder Gang Qi', 'Five Thunders Transforming Extreme Hand'..."

The white-haired, black-robed man looked at the flowers and sighed:

"Not bad. A long-lived person with a collecting habit even has my family's unique skills and 'Heavenly Frost Fist', 'Cloud-Plucking Palm', 'Wind God Leg', and even collected 'Moving Heaven Divine Art' and 'Extinguishing World Demon Body'."

"It's a pity that I only dug out these guys who have lived for hundreds of years. There is no discovery of more immortal existences at all!"

He flipped through the 'Six Great Demon Crossings' contained in 'Moving Heaven Divine Art' and 'Extinguishing World Demon Body' at will, but saw that although they were all skills that could live forever, they could not be immortal, and the head-changing and possession of the two were more like hypnosis.

But having said that, what constitutes a person's existence is their memory and experience. Saying that they have obtained immortality is not an exaggeration. It depends on how individuals understand it.

But for Zhuang Buran, he only felt that these two skills of repairing damage and making the human body immortal were more interesting.

He found that Di Shitian's 'Seven No Realms' must have absorbed the essence of these two skills.

Two days later.

Heavenly Gate, inside an ice room.

After Di Shitian operated his skill on Wuming, who was lying on the couch, he, who had no breath, actually recovered his heartbeat and woke up leisurely.

"Fortunately, I have my peerless divine skill, otherwise you would already be a dead person." Di Shitian seemed puzzled:

"Wuming, why are you so stubborn? After you agreed to help me slaughter the dragon, I released your disciple. I originally thought that after slaughtering the Divine Dragon, I would spare the lives of the people of the major righteous sects."

"As a result, you did well. After the Divine Dragon died, you rebelled with Feng and Yun. I thought it was Xiongba behind the scenes, but in the end, I found out it was his daughter."

He sighed for a long time:

"Do you understand at all? We are on the same side, and Xiongba is the most vicious existence in this world."

"With my nearly two thousand years of experience, I have long seen that under his casual and scattered face, what is hidden is even colder and more indifferent than my void heavenly world."

"That is a cold heart and lungs that can remain unchanged even if the world is dead and his own daughter and disciple die miserably."

Wuming said weakly:

"At least Xiongba's indifferent temperament will not harm innocent people."

"Are the killing sins he committed few?" Di Shitian shook his head:

"I understand his current thoughts very well. It's just that he hasn't found anything interesting. If one day, his interest is aroused..."

"Believe it or not, even if he wants to kill until the world is empty, he won't blink an eye."

Wuming's tone was firm:

"Perhaps the former World Association leader who dominated the martial arts world would have this temperament, but the Peach Forest Guest who now lives in seclusion in Ruoshui Ju will definitely not have this temperament."

"What a stubborn and simple junior. No wonder in the end, even if you want to sacrifice yourself, you have to stop me from obtaining the Dragon Yuan." Di Shitian curled his lips:

"But it was still useless. Although the Dragon Yuan was broken into seven pieces, I still grabbed two pieces."

"What is your intention in saving me?" Wuming asked.

"After all, I cherish talent and can't bear to see a Martial Arts Myth die like this." Di Shitian laughed:

"Of course, the main reason is because I am your ancestor, and I really don't want to see my own descendants die before my eyes."

"What did you say?" Wuming was stunned.

"For thousands of years, my descendants have spread all over the four seas, but I have long lost interest in their direction and survival, and occasionally some special ones can make me pay attention."

"Therefore, I specially made a family tree. Your ancestor was the son I had with a woman five hundred years ago. I just didn't expect that the most ordinary son at the beginning, after hundreds of years of derivation, could actually have a descendant like you who is still passable."

"Full of nonsense." Wuming spat out four words.

"Believe it or not, anyway, you have my blood flowing in your body, otherwise how could I have patience with you again and again."

"It's because people are not as close as blood!"

After Di Shitian finished speaking, he walked out of the ice room with a smile.

After a while, a voice with hidden laughter was transmitted into the ice room, making Wuming, who was lying on the couch and unwilling to give up and wanted to save himself, inexplicably stunned.

"What a 'people are not as close as blood'. I didn't expect Brother Wuming to have this origin with Di Shitian."

But I saw a white-haired, black-robed man suddenly appear beside Wuming. He looked at him and said:

"Tsk tsk, not only is your cultivation completely crippled, but your four limbs and meridians are all broken. It's simply hurting in your body, pain in my heart!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 137 =====