I’m Really a Villain

The next moment, the purple-robed man loosened his power, and he found himself able to move.

"You go," Dazhi monk said.

"You won't kill me?" The purple-robed man still felt a little illusory.

Replied: "Really let me go."

"I said I will let you go and I won't go back on my word," Dazhi monk waved his hand.

I saw that purple-robed man running down the snow-capped mountain without looking back.

Monk Dazhi turned his head and looked at the snow mountain wall in the distance.

I saw a pure white snow lotus growing on the mountain wall.

He stretched out his right hand, which actually grew tens of meters long, and directly picked off the snow lotus on the mountain wall.

"Go back and treat your mother properly," Dazhi monk said with a smile.

"Thank you Daoist," the young man took the snow lotus in surprise, and thanked him quickly.

He carried a bamboo basket on his back.

Carefully put the snow lotus into the bamboo basket, and then said to Monk Dazhi, "Is the Daoist going to go up the mountain?"

Monk Dazhi shook his head slightly.

"Now is the period of closure of the mountain, and the top of Tianyu Mountain is not allowed," the boy said hastily.

"I also risked my life to try because of my mother's illness, but I didn't dare to go deep."

"Seal the mountain? Who sealed the mountain?" Xu Zimo asked.

"It's not anyone, Tianyu Mountain will be closed for a period of time every year," the boy explained.

"This is the seal of Tianyu Mountain itself."

Xu Zimo looked at Monk Dazhi and asked, "Didn't you say that you know everything?"

"This, I don't really understand," Dazhi monk said with a sneer.

"I only know that the Huang Kingdom and God's Will fought against each other here, and this is the place to fight."

"If you two are okay, I'll go back first," the boy asked tentatively.

"Go," Monk Dazhi nodded.

Seeing the back of the young man leaving, Monk Dazhi looked at Xu Zimo and asked, "Shall we go up?"

"What do you think?" Xu Zimo walked up the mountain without looking back.

Monk Dazhi quickly followed behind.

"What do you mean by fighting?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Today's Huangcheng was formerly known as Huangguo, a powerful country that is said to be able to compete with the emperor's line of immortals," explained monk Dazhi.

"It's a pity that they seemed to have violated some kind of taboo, and they were finally tolerated by heaven and earth.

When people in the whole country fought against the heavens, they all died here.

After they died, snow and ice fell from the sky, and finally Tianyu Mountain was formed. "

"There are so many strange things in this world," Xu Zimo said.

"However, after closing the mountain, I don't know what will happen inside," Dazhi monk said.

The two walked towards the top of the mountain. Only by climbing over this mountain can they go to the endless sky.

It's not the only way, but it's the closest way.

As the two got closer to the top of the mountain, Xu Zimo saw more and more sculptures.

These sculptures are also becoming more and more realistic, standing beside them as if they were real people.

Some sculptures actually have majestic power.

"Why don't I make a fortune?" Monk Dazhi walked halfway, stopped suddenly, and said.

"I feel a little uneasy."

Xu Zimo didn't object either. Although he wasn't afraid, it wouldn't hurt to find out.

Monk Dazhi took out three ancient copper coins from the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe.

He put three copper coins in the palm of his hand and hung them together with a red string.

Immediately afterwards, three copper coins were thrown into the sky together.

The position of the copper coin above the head is rotating in a triangular shape, gradually forming a circle.

In this circle, the red rope seems to be divided into eight pieces, corresponding to the eight directions of the gossip.

Monk Dazhi made seals with both hands, raised his right hand, and saw a stream of fresh air flying from his fingers into the copper coin.

The next moment, with a "bang", the red rope broke and all the copper coins fell down.

Monk Dazhi looked down at the copper coins that fell in the snow and the broken red rope.

Frowning slightly: "For me, it's a bad omen."

"What about me?" Xu Zimo asked.

"How can I figure out your fate?" Monk Dazhi laughed dumbfoundedly.

He put away all his copper coins and red strings.

"Are you still going?" He looked at Xu Zimo and asked.

"Do you dare to go up? Isn't it a bad omen," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"I'll follow you when you go up," Dazhi monk replied.

"Then let's go," Xu Zimo took the lead and walked towards the top of the mountain.

When the two were less than a hundred meters away from the top of the mountain, a sudden "rumbling" sound came to my ears.

The two looked up at the same time, only to see the snow-capped mountains in the sky seemed to be furious, and the top of the mountain was shaking.

"It's an avalanche," said the monk Dazhi.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud bang, and a "boom" explosion came.

The blizzard above all fell down. How strong this avalanche is, it is impossible to describe the shock in words.

Everything along the way was destroyed in it.

The sound of "rumbling" sounded like thunder, falling above the head.

With the position of the avalanche, it was very difficult for the two of them to escape, and they had no intention of hiding.

Xu Zimo raised his right hand slightly, and propped up a barrier in front of which the power of creation was condensed.

And the monk Dazhi was also not angry but mighty, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "It doesn't move like a mountain."

Immediately afterwards, his feet were sunk deep into the ground, and he was standing in a strange posture.

The avalanche was completely submerged, and the entire Tianyu Mountain was suddenly silent.

The avalanche rolled down the mountain in a mighty way, and in the place that was submerged by it, there were two deep pits that were very conspicuous.

Xu Zimo waved his hands, and all the snow in front of him was blown away.

He looked to the side and saw that monk Dazhi was still standing in a strange posture.

"It's over, let's go," Xu Zimo said.

"No, I'm frozen," Dazhi monk replied.

The next moment, he saw a flame burning all over his body, and there were "crackling" sounds around him, and his body moved a little bit.

"This avalanche is not enough," Xu Zimo replied.

"It's not right, look around," Dazhi monk said suddenly.

I saw that the original ice sculptures all around started to move at this moment.

The ice on their surface was broken little by little, and the sound of breaking sounded one after another.

When the ice cube was completely broken, the figures inside also moved.

"From eternity to eternity, my kingdom of Huang will last forever," roars of anger condensed together and rang out.

The voice went straight into the sky, as if it was going to shatter the sky, announcing their injustice.

"What's going on with these people?" Xu Zimo watched with interest.

Monk Dazhi's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly said: "The people of the Huang Kingdom who died in the battle back then have all been resurrected."

"No, no, how can the dead come back to life?" Halfway through speaking, Monk Dazhi shook his head contradictoryly, rejecting his own thoughts.