Unparalleled Evildoer

Chapter 35 Changyang Mountain is in the battle array

Legend has it that in ancient times, heaven and earth were in harmony, spiritual energy was abundant, all things were immortal, and living beings did not need to practice, and their lifespan could reach more than hundreds of years. They also possessed innate magical powers. At that time, there was no ruler between heaven and earth, the strong preyed on the weak, living beings fought against each other, and races fought against each other. In the long struggle, the winners became gods and the losers were forgotten. The victors united to create a sacred land without disputes and eternal peace. They used their powerful magic power to take the source of the five elements from the earth to provide for the operation of the sacred land, and they could enjoy the spiritual energy released by the source of the five elements alone. This sacred land is called the Heavenly Palace.

The source of the five elements has been taken away, and the spiritual energy of the next world has become thin. Only by practicing can one absorb the thin spiritual energy, and the magic power is limited, so life will not be too long.

Xing Tian is the leader of the giants. They want to take back the source of the five elements and the spiritual energy from the lower world. They join hands with the alien Yan Rong and lead their people to break through numerous blockades and break into the Heavenly Palace. The gods in the Heavenly Palace were horrified and issued an order to recruit the two men. Xing Tian saw that there were only a few of his people left, so how could he enjoy the happiness alone? He said that if the Heavenly Court did not hand over the source of the five elements, he would never give up. However, Yan Rong was tempted. While Xing Tian was not prepared, he chopped off Xing Tian's head and presented it to the Heavenly Palace. He was named the Holy Lord. Xing Tian did not die. He turned his nipples into eyes and his belly button into a mouth. Holding a Ganqi, he broke into the Heavenly Palace again to seek revenge on Yan Rong. He fought with Yan Rong and was beaten back to the lower world by the gods of the Heavenly Palace and sealed in Changyang Mountain.

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The deeper they went into the Ten Thousand Mountains, the more bizarre and ferocious the wild beasts became, and their bodies grew larger and larger. Some of them even knew some magic. They could no longer be called wild beasts, but should be called ferocious beasts. Qingyang and others tried their best to kill a nine-headed snake that was two people tall, and they were exhausted. The venom sprayed by this nine-headed snake had already killed two men in black. Wuzhan knew that this nine-headed snake was called Jiuying. When Hongxin swallowed and spit out, the sound it made was like a baby crying. The more this happened, the happier Qingyang was. He kept laughing strangely, maybe they were getting closer to Changyang Mountain.

The disciples from Songshan and Tianshan also caught up. At first they followed not far behind, waiting for Qingyang and the others to clear the way for them. Later they almost moved together, because sometimes those ferocious beasts could only be killed by these people working together. Everyone understood this and cooperated very well. Wuzhan thought they were ridiculous in his heart, and the disciples from Songshan and Tianshan also thought he was ridiculous. Such a big man with no cultivation was being caught like a parcel by others.

Su Qiaoqiao's eyes always unconsciously picked people, sometimes even Wuzhan was not spared. Not only had the two senior brothers been bewitched by them, but the five disciples from Songshan had also been possessed by their souls. Those people always surrounded her, and she also liked the feeling of being pampered. Until one day, five more people came, and her feeling was much less attractive, because they were young girls from the Emei Sect. Every disciple was as pretty as her, especially the eldest disciple Qin Moyao, who had an apricot face and peach cheeks, fair skin, a delicate waist, and was extremely beautiful. Her eyes were filled with resentment, which made people feel ashamed and overwhelmed when they saw her.

The team has grown again. Xiao Jinghong, the 'Smiling Deadly Man' from the evil Tiansha Pavilion, has also joined with more than a dozen of his disciples. This team has all kinds of people, and everyone is vigilant and interdependent.

Xiao Jinghong is just over forty years old, with a mustache, sharp eyes, a radiant face, a strong body, and he always likes to laugh. His laugh is different from He Biliu's, his laugh is kind, but if the opponent hears his laugh, his life has been taken away by him. He kills without shedding blood, and his unique skill "Invisible Needle" can be unleashed at any time, catching the opponent off guard. Once hit by the "Invisible Needle", the opponent will not be able to speak and will die instantly.

Xiao Jinghong had met Qingyang before. When he saw Qingyang captured a handsome man with no internal strength, he teased, "I didn't expect you like to play with male pets." Everyone couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and the Emei disciples blushed after hearing this.

He Biliu laughed and said, "That's not a male favorite, that's the ancestor he captured." After hearing this, everyone laughed out loud.

Qingyang's face was solemn, and he said to He Biliu, "Stop talking nonsense!" Ignoring Xiao Jinghong, he put Wuzhan on the ground, jumped to a nearby mountain peak, and looked at the terrain around him. Wuzhan came under an ancient tree, turned his back to the crowd, and rested against the tree. The people behind him looked at him and whispered.

Suddenly, it started to rain heavily with lightning and thunder. The thunder was particularly loud in these mountains. Everyone found an empty cave and hid inside to avoid the rain. Wuzha sat at the entrance of the cave and looked at the overcast sky in the distance without moving his eyes. He looked for a long time and suddenly said to Qingyang who was sitting cross-legged beside him: "I know where Changyang Mountain is."

Qingyang opened his eyes and asked in disbelief: "How can you know?"

"See, it shouldn't be bad."

"Oh, then tell me about it."

"How can I just say that?"

"what do you want?"

"If what I said comes true, don't ask me for the magic formula within three days."

Qingyang hesitated for a moment, thinking that most of the spells were already known, and this kid didn't play any tricks. Although he was eager to know the spells and wanted to kill him as soon as possible to avoid inconvenience in action, if he continued to search aimlessly like this, he might not be able to find Changyang Mountain in a few years. This kid was smart and might really see some details. "Okay, if you can guess it, I will never break my promise."

Wuzhe pointed to the sky outside the cave and said calmly: "Look there."

Qingyang looked at it for a moment and said, "There is only lightning there, what else is there?"

"It's the lightning. If you look closely, you will see that each lightning strikes from different directions. The mountain there is flat, so why does the lightning strike there?"

Qingyang observed carefully and found that it was indeed as Wuzhan said. If Wuzhan hadn't pointed it out, he wouldn't have noticed this detail at all. "Why did you chop at that place?"

"There must be a mountain that is the highest here. Because of the illusion, we can't see it, but we can find the lightning. That must be Changyang Mountain."

After Qingyang heard this, his eyes lit up. He couldn't help but admire Wuzhan's observation and inference, "Okay, I will keep my promise." The rain fell all night, thunder and lightning roared all night, mountain torrents rumbled all night, Wuzhan coughed lightly all night, and the people in the cave waited all night.

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On the second day, the rain stopped, and everywhere was filled with smoke and the ground was muddy. Qingyang led the black-clothed men to the direction they saw. After walking for a long time, the closer they got to that place, the thicker the smoke became. They couldn't see clearly a few feet away. Qingyang ordered the black-clothed men to move forward intensively, and the other factions followed closely behind. Qingyang had to take them with him because he didn't know what would happen ahead, and more people were always better. After crossing eight mountains and eight turbulent rivers, when they were about to cross the next mountain, these people found many footprints. After careful observation, they found that they were their own footprints, and they returned to the starting point.

Everyone was shocked. They clearly did not go back, they were almost moving forward in a straight line. How could they come back? They continued to move forward and crossed two mountains. They found that the footprints on the road were indeed where they had walked. As long as they walked in that direction, they would definitely see their footprints.

It was already evening and they had to rest on the spot. Everyone built a bonfire and gathered around it, some far away and some near. Everyone had a worried look on their face, wondering why such a strange thing had happened. Qingyang had seen a lot and knew that this was most likely a formation, but after pondering for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what kind of formation it was.

Xiao Jinghong said to Qingyang: "Qingyang, you have more experience than us, do you know why this happened?"

Qing Yang said: "In my opinion, this should be a formation formed naturally, but I am not well versed in it and have never seen such a formation."

He Biliu laughed and said, "How could it be such a coincidence that there is such a large formation? In my opinion, we drew a circle and then came back."

Qing Yang said: "We are indeed drawing a circle, but the key question is, how do we draw the circle?"

Xiao Jinghong asked: "The place you want to take us to must be Changyang Mountain?"

Qingyang said: "Looking at this formation now, it is basically determined that Changyang Mountain is in it, but now I can't understand this formation and can't get there."

Xiao Jinghong said: "How about we split up tomorrow?"

Qingyang shook his head and said, "This magic circle will be the same even if we act separately. It's just the size of the circle that matters, unless we don't want to get there." After hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought. Only Wuzhai leaned against the tree with his eyes closed to rest.

Qingyang was puzzled, and looked at Wuzhan who was not far away, and said to Wuzhan: "Wuzhan, do you know what kind of formation this is?" Seeing that Wuzhan did not answer, Qingyang said again: "If you tell me what kind of formation this is, I will continue to keep my promise for three days."

At this time, Wuzhan slowly got up and came to the campfire. He took a branch and drew eight circles on the ground. After forming a big circle, he said lightly: "These are the eight mountains we climbed over." He drew a line in the west, "This is a river, coming from the west, and after flowing through the Dui and Li mountains, it is divided into the Yin and Yang rivers. The Yang River goes around the Dui mountain, passes through the Qian mountain and then goes back, then goes around the Xun mountain and goes back. The Yin River also goes around in this way, going around Li, Zhen, Kun, and Gen, and merging with the Yang River between Kan and Gen and flowing into the formation." He explained while drawing, "These peaks are shrouded in fog, and the directions are unclear. Affected by the rivers and peaks, if we want to get there, we will draw circles between the peaks and the rivers." At this time, many people had gathered around and listened to Wuzhan's explanation. They suddenly understood and secretly admired Wuzhan.

Xiao Jinghong asked: "Then how can we enter this formation?"

"You can't enter this formation."

"Why?"

"This is a deadly formation. Even the river water cannot flow out, let alone whether we can get out after entering the formation."

After hearing this, everyone was disappointed. They were about to find the legendary Changyang Mountain, but they couldn't enter it. They sighed. Qingyang said, "The water must have flowed out from underground."

Wuzhan said calmly: "Then can you also flow out from underground?" Qingyang was speechless.

Xiao Jinghong sighed: "Does this mean we can only stop here?"

"Hehe, I just don't believe that this formation can trap me. Why should I stay here? Tell me how to enter this formation."

"You can enter this formation by following the river."

He Biliu laughed and said, "Then we can just go out against the river!"

Xiao Jinghong sighed: "The theory is indeed true, but I am afraid that after entering the formation, the world will be completely different."

He Biliu said: "No matter what the situation is, let's enter the battle first. Those who are afraid of death should go back, so as to avoid more difficult opponents to deal with when there are too many wolves and too little meat." What he said was indeed the truth.

If Changyang Mountain exists, the legend is true and immortals really exist. Moreover, Xing Tian once possessed an immortal soul and must know a lot about the world. If he could find the rare treasures and peerless spells left behind, it might be better than a lifetime of practice. It has been nearly eight hundred years and no one has ascended to immortality. The opportunity before him is too rare and must not be missed.

(End of this chapter)