Chapter 117: Humble Peak Cultivation
On the top of this desolate humble peak, a breeze gently swept by, and the stumps and leaves swept past the feet of the old man Qin Baisheng. Although the old man's body was already a little rickety, and his eyes were a little cloudy, there seemed to be light in his eyes at this time, and after he muttered for a long time, he said word by word.
"If there is a lack of great success, if there is a big profit, if there is a big coincidence!"
Chu Ziheng's heart sank, because there was a kind of heaven and earth avenue hidden in these few words, but these twelve words were too profound and mysterious, and the Tao and reason contained in them were really obscure.
"This is what Master Ling once said?" Chu Ziheng asked, he knew that no matter what realm Qin Baisheng's master was, he was definitely a terrifying person who had comprehended all the secrets!
"That's right, that time was the peak of Humble Peak, countless people wanted to become Humble Peak's disciples, and how many amazing young people wanted to climb the ladder and be proud of it." The relationship between Qin Baisheng and his master is extremely strong, even after a thousand years, when he mentions it again, there is a flash of light in his eyes.
"My master was the pinnacle of the Taixuanmen at the beginning, and even the Holy Lord of the Shaking Light Holy Land and the head of the Huanggu Ji family, who were also in the same area, had to respect him. In that era, in the entire land of the Beidou Land, only Gai Jiuyou in Zhongzhou dared to say that he could stabilize my master! ”
Chu Ziheng was shocked when he heard this, only Gai Jiuyou can stabilize his head! That's not just strong, that's quite strong!
You have to know who Gai Jiuyou is! That's a quasi-emperor!
It is the genius who has amazed the years in these endless years, if it weren't for the fact that the Qing Emperor preached before him and disturbed the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, then he and the Middle Emperor Xiang Yufei both had the opportunity to become enlightened.
Even after four thousand years, he has already aged, his body and meridians have become weak, and Gai Jiuyou has fallen from the realm of the quasi-emperor, he is still the old man of Jiuyou who has amazed the eternal years!
In the biggest dark turmoil in history, Gai Jiuyou fought a bloody battle with the former Lord of the Great Emperor Divine Ruins, even if the Lord of the Divine Void sublimated to reproduce the imperial power of the year, the old man Gai Jiuyou still died with him in the depths of the starry sky!
Qin Baisheng's master is only weaker than Gai Jiuyou, so it can be said that he is the second in the world! Even if he doesn't have the strength to shake the Heavenly Venerable, he is at least a Terran Saint!
But why did such a saint disappear for no reason?
Just as Chu Ziheng was pondering, Qin Baisheng opened his mouth and said, "Even if my master left these twelve words, these are still an ethereal thing, and it is not an overnight thing to comprehend it. Now most of the disciples of Humble Peak are cultivating outside, and you can find an empty house on the mountain to live in. ”
After Qin Baisheng finished speaking, he left, his pace was very slow, but in the time of two or three breaths, he had already disappeared from Chu Ziheng's field of vision.
This hand is very extraordinary, at least a realm that Chu Ziheng is beyond his reach now.
The whole humble peak is very deserted, even in the afternoon, there are not a few people in sight, and there is a desolate and silent scene everywhere.
Chu Ziheng finally sat on a big stone on the top of the barren mountain to meditate, and comprehended everything on this clumsy peak with his heart, he didn't even dare to let go of a dead tree or a small grass, for fear of missing some avenue rhyme.
His half-step high-level terrifying divine sense rushed out from the small golden lake between his eyebrows, constantly circling the mountain and searching. It's a pity that he never felt anything unusual about Humble Peak, if the whole Humble Peak is a mysterious scripture, then this scripture is too profound, which makes him scratch his head at all, and feels that everything is very mysterious.
He practiced in one breath for several hours, and it was not until the dead of night that he eased up a little.
At this moment, the star peak not far in front of the humble peak appears more dazzling, the sky is full of starlight, white and translucent, enveloping the entire majestic mountain, this starlight is sprinkled like snow is flying, and like white jade is settling and accumulating, making people feel a magnificent and huge star power accumulated in the air.
Ye Fan gasped, this kind of inheritance is too wonderful, so many stars are all condensed together, the brilliance is bright, and it has nourished the body for a long time, it must have unimaginable wonders.
This made him a little greedy, this kind of cultivation method has its own uniqueness, no wonder the Taixuanmen has stood for thousands of years, the one hundred and eight main peaks are extraordinary, and Xingfeng can also be ranked in the top three among all inheritances, and more than half of the heads of the Taixuanmen in the past dynasties are from Xingfeng.
After Chu Ziheng was envious for a while, he put aside these messy thoughts and began to cultivate the Black Emperor Sutra in a regular manner, since he went to the Taichu Ancient Mine and the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest once, he has been improving his cultivation every moment, and he has never wasted his time.
Because he felt a sense of urgency that he didn't have when he first came to the Covering World. In particular, the 30,000 years of another life he experienced during the Holy Mountain Trial made him understand that the world of cultivators was not as beautiful as mortals imagined, and even more cruel.
The path of cultivation is difficult and lonely, and there is also a sense of rush that makes him feel like he is seizing the day, he is not like when he cultivated to the world one day, but when he recalls his life as a cultivator, it is full of regrets, and he has not even been happy as a mortal.
The years of mortals are only a hundred years, and cultivators can live for thousands of years, if a cultivator is not as good as a mortal in his life, then this dozens of times the spring and autumn, what is the effect of this cultivation that is enough to shake the ancient and modern cultivation?
Chu Ziheng's heart gradually calmed down, the "Black Emperor Sutra" is the top mental method cultivated by the demon clan, it was written by the Black Emperor and the Emperor of the Beginningless Dynasty together, at least in the Eastern Wilderness Demon Clan, few ancient scriptures can surpass it.
Chu Ziheng practiced until midnight in one breath before stopping, although the night of this humble peak was desolate, but he could clearly look at this wonderful night sky, his mind became more and more calm, and finally immersed himself in sleep, the moonlight was sprinkled, and this huge black dog was lying on its side on the bluestone, shrouded in thin smoke, and it looked like there was an ethereal feeling of dust.
I have to say that there is indeed a huge benefit to joining Humble Peak. Due to the scarcity of people in the main peak, there are not so many rules, and the old man Qin Baisheng has no time and experience to investigate Chu Ziheng's origin, and the old man does not have that kind of leisure.
If he joins other main peak inheritances, I am afraid that Chu Ziheng's origin will be like transparent water, and he will be found out clearly by Taixuanmen, and at that time, the heavy treasures on his body will be exposed, and he will no longer dare to stay here.
(End of chapter)