Chapter 274: Jiang Lai

The night sky is like a chessboard, with big stars scattered like pieces.

Below Toad Treasure Mountain, in the thatched hut, a wisp of green smoke curled up, rising a thousand feet into the sky.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

Just then, a bell rang, the mysterious sound lingering, shaking the mountains and forests, startling the crows.

Rumble...

The next moment, terrifying auras swept over from all directions, chaotic like a torrent reversing, majestic like a great army pressing on the border.

Nascent Souls like brilliant stars arrived one after another, actually surrounding the vast Toad Treasure Mountain tightly.

"Do not step half a step into this mountain without the Celestial Master's order. This is that person's dojo."

A hurried voice sounded violently, and those powerful auras stopped abruptly, stopping one after another around Toad Treasure Mountain, no one daring to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Smoke curled up, turning into a white line rising into the sky.

The sound of kneading dough came from the thatched hut, appearing both quiet and strange in this dark night.

Powerful auras surrounded the foot of Toad Treasure Mountain, looking at each other.

Just then, a figure broke away from the crowd, the Daoist robe hunting and sounding in the wind, the aura of the "Zhai Shou" realm surging and vast, dispersing in the dark night.

"Qin..."

The expert in the Zhai Shou realm had a majestic voice, a low roar, but just after spitting out one word...

Rumble...

Suddenly, a terrifying fluctuation rushed into the sky, the wind and smoke stopped, the stars lost their color, the vast sky seemed to be hanging upside down, and the great moon's flowing light seemed to be reversing.

Human terror arrived as scheduled.

Everyone's face revealed a look of horror, as if seeing that terrifying shadow slowly rising from the thatched hut, opening its mouth, wanting to swallow the brilliant blue sky, devouring the shining stars.

"You thought the Human was trapped in the Great Li Floating Earth, and the Mortal King was buried in the great calamity of the Daoist gate, so you dared to come and die?"

In an instant, the cold voice echoed in the vast dark night. The next moment, those auras extinguished like candles in the wind, the Nascent Souls dissipated, and they died and disappeared...

Even that expert in the Zhai Shou realm stood in place, the light in his eyes slowly receding, and his Nascent Soul turned into a wisp of green smoke, drifting and returning to heaven and earth.

Whoosh...

The wind rose again, smoke curled up in the thatched hut, and everything returned to normal.

The night was terrifyingly quiet, with only the sound of rolling dough echoing at the foot of Toad Treasure Mountain.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

The second hand of the wall clock turned rhythmically, sunlight filtered through the window, screening onto the sofa, and that head of hair revealed a black luster...

Jiang Lai slowly opened her eyes.

"You're awake, we can eat in a while."

In the kitchen, Wen He poked her head out, looking at Jiang Lai with a smile, still holding a spatula in her hand.

"Let's go see Old Yu in two days. I heard he contracted a fish pond. We can call Jiang Hu and go fishing and barbecue together," Wen He suggested.

Since the Night Without Light closed, she had been much more relaxed, coming to Jiang Lai's residence every day to cook various dishes.

"I had a dream."

Jiang Lai seemed not to hear, looking out the window, her expression a bit trance-like.

"Dream?" Wen He was stunned, then smiled: "Isn't it normal to have dreams? You'll forget them soon."

Human dreams are the hardest to remember; they are illusions among non-true phenomena.

"I haven't had a dream for a long time, every dream is particularly clear..."

Jiang Lai slowly stood up and walked to the window. The bright sunlight shone on her face, and even her long eyelashes were clearly visible.

"Hmm!?" Wen He was stunned: "Jiang Lai, did you have a nightmare?"

"Can you remember previous dreams?"

"Previous... the last time I had a dream was a long time ago..." Jiang Lai whispered.

Wen He didn't pay attention, took the spatula, turned back to the kitchen, and continued to show off her cooking skills, but her mouth still kept talking.

"Then what did you dream about last time?"

Wen He's voice came from the kitchen, gradually covered by the sound of the range hood.

Jiang Lai looked out the window, her gaze scattered, whispering.

"The peak of Mount Dongyue..."

The Daoist gate has passed down for millions of years, the North Heaven Mysterious Emperor is the first to kill!!!

Inside Qin Ergou's spirit platform, in the inner scene of the Nascent Soul, the vast fog is separated and filled with sky. His Nascent Soul has not yet woken up, as if sleeping and not sleeping, as if awake and not awake.

However, this state is not the same as that of ordinary people.

In that vast fog, there seems to be a sun and moon hanging high, the light is dim and dark, and the surrounding fog aggregates and disperses with the breathing of Qin Ergou's Nascent Soul, distorting the light of the sun and moon.

This frequency is similar to the so-called "fishing for toad Qi" he practices on weekdays.

"The Nascent Soul has not woken up, but it has produced inner scene strange phenomena, interesting..."

Zhang Fan observed the state of Qin Ergou's Nascent Soul, feeling it was quite mysterious.

This family has guarded Toad Treasure Mountain for generations, practicing the "fishing for toad Qi" that looks like fitness exercises. At first glance, it seems to have no mystery, but for generations, the incense has been derived, and unknowingly, it has allowed the younger generation's Nascent Soul to transform to this point, only missing that wisp of heavenly secret, and then it can enter that mysterious realm of the Daoist gate.

"It should be fate between you and me, I will help you, success or failure, it all depends on your own creation."

Zhang Fan whispered, pointing out.

The thick fog shook violently, a terrifying shadow slowly rose, flags fluttering, red blood swaying, heaven's gods descending, heroic spirits not ignorant.

A king flag penetrates the heaven gate, inviting the North Emperor Dharma Lord God, thousands of soldiers and horses following left and right, the sun and moon of heaven and earth hanging in the red dust.

North Emperor Great Wang Qi!

Since Zhang Fan entered the Great Being realm, his Dao practice was deep, his cultivation was gradually formed, and he had long since understood the "North Emperor Method" to the bone.

This "North Emperor Great Wang Qi" is the essence of his condensed North Emperor Method. As long as it enters the Nascent Soul inner scene and is observed day and night, it has all kinds of incredible wonderful uses and changes.

"Thirty-six before the God Gate, the sword mountain and fire sea life is hard to stay. Today the North Emperor opens the Dharma path, a king flag protects a thousand autumns."

Zhang Fan chanted words, and that "North Emperor Great Wang Qi" took root, as if branded in the inner scene of Qin Ergou's Nascent Soul, heaven and earth cannot be procrastinated, sun and moon never perish.

"Firewood is exhausted and fire is passed on, endless, today I will pass this method to you," Zhang Fan whispered.

This is the fate he has tied. As for the results in the future, only heaven knows, earth knows, three feet above the head, the gods know.

Rumble...

The brain roared, like thunder shaking, the scene in front of him gradually became clear, still in the thatched hut, but the house was empty, only Qin Ergou was alone.

"Brother Fan..."

Qin Ergou came back to his senses, rushed out of the house violently, and shouted loudly.

"Brother Fan... Brother Fan..."

"Brother Qi..." His voice echoed at the foot of Toad Treasure Mountain, deep and unknown, heaven is vast, mountains and rivers are deep, it seems that he is the only one, and the previous events were like a dream, not knowing true, not knowing false.

"Zhang Fan..."

"North Emperor Great Wang Qi!"

Qin Ergou sat on the ground blankly, but the image of the "North Emperor Great Wang Qi" appeared in his mind. He breathed heavily, subconsciously running the method of "fishing for toad strength," and I don't know how long it took...

The sun set in the west, the bright moon rose in the east, and the stars in the sky filled the firmament.

Suddenly, Qin Ergou felt his brow jump, and many sounds poured into his ears.

The insects under the soil were climbing, the grass and trees were growing, the mountain springs were flowing, and even the wind seemed to have emotions...

"The secret of the Daoist family, the awakening of the Nascent Soul!"

"So this is the original appearance of the world..."

Qin Ergou was a bit trance-like. At this moment, he only felt that the heaven and earth in front of him were different. The stars were not like stars, heaven and earth were not like heaven and earth, and the mountains were not like mountains...

True and false, virtual and real, how many get the mystery, how many get the Dao?

His eyes became more and more blurred, even a bit intoxicated. Having lived for so many years, it seems that only at this moment did he suddenly wake up, his life finally had breath, and all the spiritual orifices were opened from then on.

!

"Kid... kid..."

Just at this moment, a series of shouts came from behind, filled with a hint of urgency.

Qin Ergou came back to his senses, turned to look, and saw a group of people walking from outside the mountain. The leader was a Daoist priest, with a handsome face, and beside him was a woman, whose appearance was even more extraordinary.

Behind them were two men, also wearing Daoist robes.

"Daoist Priest Ma De?"

Qin Ergou's eyes lit up, recognizing one of them.

He had applied for Mount Zhongnan many times, five of which were presided over by this Daoist Priest Ma De.

"Hmm? Ma De, do you know him?" Gu Chuanyin turned and asked.

"How could I know such a mountain wild kid?" Ma De shook his head.

"He seems to know you, isn't he your relative?"

Beside him, Aoye smiled lightly. The last time they followed Gu Chuanyin here, they were just passing by in a hurry, vaguely seeing a thatched hut here, never thinking that someone really lived in such a remote place.

"Ask and see if he knows the situation in the mountain," Meng Qingli whispered.

She came this time mainly to meet the so-called descendant of Mount Laojun, and helping Gu Chuanyin find the strange treasure nurtured in that treasure land was just a side task.

"Kid, do we know each other?" Ma De stepped forward to inquire.

"Daoist Priest Ma De, we met when I applied for Mount Zhongnan before... two months ago, I took the exam again, but didn't pass..." Qin Ergou smiled honestly.

"You applied for Mount Zhongnan?" Ma De looked him up and down.

For such a mountain village villager, he naturally had no impression, and even in his eyes, how could such a person become a Daoist priest, and how could he worship under their Mount Zhongnan gate?

"Daoist Priest Ma De, don't you remember me?"

"A little impression," Ma De said lightly: "Have you always lived here?"

"Yes, our ancestors have lived here for generations," Qin Ergou nodded.

"So you know the situation in the mountain very well?" Ma De narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

"Yes, I am familiar with all the big and small roads," Qin Ergou nodded. He made a living with this ability, and there were many tourists who asked him to be a guide on weekdays.

"Not bad, we have something to do and want to go into the mountain. You come and lead the way for us," Ma De said lightly.

"If you perform well, maybe I can introduce you to the gate."

"Really?" Qin Ergou's eyes lit up. This was his grandpa's wish before he died, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the exam seven or eight times without giving up.

"Of course it's true," Ma De said with a smile.

"Daoist priest, wait for me, I'll go get some steamed buns."

Qin Ergou revealed joy and turned to rush into the house.

"Why did you lie to him?" Meng Qingli looked at Qin Ergou's simple figure and said lightly.

"I'm just teasing him? Our Mount Zhongnan requires an exam for every entry. At most, I'll waive his application fee," Ma De said with a light smile.

It was impossible for such qualifications to enter Mount Zhongnan, but at least he gave the other party a little bit of hope.

People, because of a little bit of illusory hope, can live with relish.

This is the sorrow of mortals.

"From now on, be alert, the Qi surname should still be in the mountain," Gu Chuanyin said lightly.

"Gu Chuanyin, you've been scared out of your wits, it's really losing the face of our Mount Zhongnan," Meng Qingli said lightly.

"Who can't talk big?" Gu Chuanyin frowned.

"I will let you know that the so-called descendant of Mount Laojun is not just a joke," Meng Qingli didn't argue, her gaze like the moon, quietly looking at the distant deep mountain.

At this moment, in the thatched hut, Qin Ergou was packing steamed buns, but the voices outside the door fell into his ears without missing a word. His movements stopped, and his eyes became gradually cold.

Deep in Toad Treasure Mountain.

The moonlight shines alone on the traveler. Having reached the realm of Zhang Fan and the two brothers Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, even in the deep mountains at night, they could see at night with a wisp of faint light, without even turning on a flashlight.

"North Emperor Method? You passed him the North Emperor Method?" Qi Delong's surprised voice sounded in the dark night.

"Why are you making a fuss?" Zhang Fan looked back.

"Eighty years ago, the great calamity of the Daoist gate, I don't know how many Dharma lineages and sects were left on Mount Long Hu," Qi Delong said solemnly.

The reason why the great calamity of the Daoist gate is called the great calamity of the Daoist gate is because that catastrophe was almost destructive to the entire Daoist gate. Many Dharma transmissions were broken from then on, among which was the North Emperor Dharma lineage, known as the number one kill of the Daoist gate.

"This lineage has been extinct for eighty years, how could you?" Qi Dongqiang also couldn't help but ask.

As descendants of Mount Laojun, they had heard more or less about the tragedy of that year from their elders.

The Great Putian Piao, inviting all gods, but in the end, only the young Chu Chaoran walked out of the mountain.

"A friend of mine passed it to me," Zhang Fan said solemnly.

The North Emperor Method was learned from Jiang Hu when he first entered the Night Without Light.

Jiang Hu said that back then, he was expelled from the mountain gate by Mount Maoshan, and by chance, he met a strange person who passed him the North Emperor Method.

It's just that he didn't have enough fate. Although he got the method, he had never practiced it successfully until he met Zhang Fan, and then passed it on, sending this door into Zhang Fan's hands.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple," Qi Delong said solemnly.

"You're right," Zhang Fan nodded.

When he first cultivated the North Emperor Method, he didn't feel it, but now thinking about it, it was full of oddities.

The identity of the strange person Jiang Hu met was extremely suspicious.

"This lineage is extinct. If there are still survivors, why hide their heads and show their tails?" Qi Delong said solemnly.

"But throughout history, besides that lineage, who else can be proficient in this method? And spread it at will?" Zhang Fan's gaze condensed, revealing a look of deep thought.

This kind of means, but hiding their heads and showing their tails, reminded him of an "old friend," and the two's style of doing things was extremely similar.

"Millennium Old Demon!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 275 =====