I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

The night is like water.

The moonlight fell quietly in the forest, making it especially quiet.

After listening to this poem, Xu Xinying, who was standing outside the cave, suddenly felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

What is aura? This is the aura, and the sharp energy contained in it. The poem only has four sentences to show an ancient mythological poem, in which the Master's goal of "preaching in the world" is clearly explained, the causes and consequences.

The first two sentences are undoubtedly about the life of that demonic saint, but what about the last two sentences?

[Today I cheer for the warriors, but the mountain fog has returned again. 】

The meaning contained in this suddenly seemed to be enveloped in an indescribable suffocation, and even she couldn't help but murmur in a low voice:

Is this to return to this era and fulfill the last wish of that demon king’s friend?

Or is it to find some terrible existence and fight another world-shattering battle?

Is it for the common people of this land to usher in an era of peace and protection from the disasters of mountain spirits?

"Is it possible that these are all reasons?" Her heart was turbulent, recalling the figure of the young man in fluttering white clothes, with his celestial demeanor and deported appearance.

As expected of Master! !

Her heart was beating wildly.

I just feel a strong mission and the heavy pressure of shouldering the burden of the common people.

And what kind of existential interests were touched in the old Immortal Era? You can't tolerate this fiftieth clan, and would you rather do such a vicious thing? Even if they are forced to continue causing harm to the human race, will their intelligence be cut off and they will continue to become beasts?

She thought a lot about the horrific truths and ancient secret histories.

She never thought that she, who was a mortal just a few months ago, would be involved in this seemingly huge vortex of the times! !

But she has no regrets or regrets.

Before, she was angry at herself for not daring to do it, and angry at herself for not being bloody. How could she make the same mistake again now?

What she cultivated was madness, anger, and indomitableness, not cowardice.

She has broken the rules and built an invincible path.

What's more, this path can completely eliminate the disaster of mountain spirits, so that thousands of mortals will no longer have to endure the tragedy they have suffered.

"But what virtues and abilities do I have, shouldering this heavy responsibility? It's up to me to educate those mountain spirits."

She kept sighing in her heart.

Although she also felt that her task today was completed beautifully, with a wave of wonderful slogans, and then let them drink soup to anesthetize and cut directly.

"Is it possible that Master saw my fate and reminded him of the mad war god roaring at the sky, so he let me set foot on this path?"

"Yes! How can other people have the courage? So you can only accept me and help Master!" Her eyes gradually brightened, as if she had understood the true meaning.

"Aren't everyone else's legs weak from fear except me?"

"Master found me, you really did the right thing!!"

She was so motivated to fight that she couldn't help but run down the mountain again to the mountain elf tribe next door, roaring a few slogans like it was daytime to show her enthusiasm!

But no matter what, she wasn't going to back down.

He even planned to help his master to fight against this ancient existence that filled the sky.

She was not someone who was hiding, her mind became clear again, her clear and firm eyes returned, and she roared her determination outside the cave:

"Master, even if the whole world is your enemy, I will still stand by your side!"

Wow.

Under the night, roars shook the mountains and forests, and birds flew in great numbers.

? ? ?

Wu Lang, who was practicing cross-legged again in the cave, suddenly looked confused: Why should I be the enemy of the world?

Before he could react.

Xu Xinying trembled again, her blood boiling and said: "Master, it's okay, I'm here to help you!!"

so what?

Wu Lang was still at a loss.

Didn’t I just copy a poem?

He thought for a while but didn't have an answer, and didn't bother to think about it. After all, this disciple's brain-circuit manipulations today were not too few.

As expected, the disciple's IQ has changed somewhat.

Ding!

Xu Xinying’s favorability +3

Ding!

Xu Xinying’s favorability +3

"Is this a normal side effect of a berserker?" Wu Lang wasn't sure. After all, he was just a casual player who worked overtime and played games online every day to relax and have a few goons as bodyguards. , the kind of salty fish party that goes everywhere to see the scenery, fish, and travel.

I really don’t understand the specific characteristics of this technique.

However, Wu Lang remembered something about his disciple's question just now, about how the demon king died.

"Although I was temporarily fooled by the disciple's question by reciting poetry, but what was the cause of this big boss's death? Who did he offend for what reason? What did he do, and why was he paraded on the street? I don't know much about it. Know what he’s been through!”

He frowned slightly.

In short, all I know is that in the end, I was paraded through the streets by the Righteous Alliance.

But I am not stupid, and now I can also see that this mountain spirit's destiny skills are by no means ordinary.

I can’t say it, it involves a lot of things.

But my own [Amnesia] is to recall all my memories with a photographic memory, but it is not the real "Underworld Ghost" forum.

If he hasn't seen it, he won't know.

At that time, this [PUBG: My Years as a Goblin] was serialized for a period of time. After the idiot who was frantically asking for help and posting became a big boss and was promoted to the group circle of top players, he stopped being serialized.

Wu Lang couldn't help but let [Hou Tu] search all the information in his mind again. He still had no answer after summarizing the countless bits and pieces of information he had browsed the forums over the years.

"If I had known earlier, I would have read more forums before traveling through time."

He had a headache.

"But the forum doesn't have top-secret information."

"It's like a stock forum, where people are chatting. How can a big boss with real insider knowledge of the stock market reveal inside intelligence and information to you guys in the forum?"

Just based on the scattered information from the side, during that period, the top players seemed to be plotting something big, seemed to be fighting against something, and then failed.

The mountain spirit clan was wiped out, and that person was captured and paraded through the streets.

"Could it be that we encountered some hidden boss?" Wu Lang thought about it, and the water seemed to be very deep.

He kept thinking and speculating.

At the beginning, everyone regarded those "Jedi Knights" as a joke. It seems that the top players at that time knew more than us.

"This technique is very problematic. It is much more powerful than imagined. It is not an ordinary technique that is commonly circulated in forums and used as a joke."

"Their group of Fourth Natural Disasters are definitely doing things in secret!"

"Those animals worked together to preach the Sunflower Book to the world. Is it possible that they wanted to create a clan of common people, become a line of saints and educate, and subvert the structure of the race? In the end, they failed and were arrested by the Righteous Alliance and paraded on the street."

This group of Xiu'er is a real punishment.

So think about it this way.

There is definitely the instruction and secret help from Emperor Tiangou, the number one player.

His goal was to create a world where everyone is equal, so he opened the Second Ancestor Sutra so that everyone in the world would be free from suffering, everyone would be able to open a gate to immortality, and cultivate immortality.

And this allows the mountain spirit clan to open a fairy gate and bring this clan into their pocket. It can kill two birds with one stone and at the same time avoid the 10,000-year-long mountain and forest beast disaster to their own human race, Jingzhou!

"This kind of precise planning and grand layout, as well as the terrifying and unconstrained thinking, are so similar to that man's style of doing things!"

The more Wu Lang thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was almost accurate.

They want to control the power of the clan, teach enlightenment, preach and resolve doubts, not only to eliminate a source of disaster for the people of the world, but also to be the holy teachers of these ascetics!

In the end, as he kept thinking, Wu Lang completely guessed their planned goal:

Their group of people wanted to open up the Xiaoleiyin Temple, enlighten the entire clan, become the Mountain Spirit Buddha, and become the aloof Tathagata themselves! ?

Afraid it's not a new way of seducing people?

He instantly imagined a fascinating scene:

One by one, the Buddhas suddenly shouted: You are destined to be my Buddha, follow me quickly, be reborn in bliss, and go to the Pure Land of the West?

Wu Lang's face turned dark immediately!

He had a deep sense of empathy and felt that nine out of ten of them had this kind of outrageous and unreasonable idea, and there was nothing wrong with it.

I have been in the forum for so many years and I know their brain circuits very well.

At this time, in the dark cave, Wu Lang's heart was clear, but his heart was completely numb. In the end, he couldn't help but sigh quietly:

"Back then, they were a bunch of show boys, and their fun was so exciting."