Chapter 163: The King of the Mountain
"What is there to regret, and what is there to be afraid of?" This was the second time in one day that Luo Yu was asked by the master if he regretted it, and his tone was very indifferent, and it was also very natural.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Luoyu pursed his lips, "I'm afraid it's useful?"
"When I didn't practice before, I really thought that monks were immortal. But now I know that no matter how powerful a monk is, he only lives longer than mortals, and I have never heard of anyone who can really live forever. Since life and death are human nature, there is nothing to be afraid of, the only difference is how to die and why to die. If you have to say that you are afraid, you are afraid that death is not worth it. ”
The first seat of Yin Yu Peak actually knew that he was asking knowingly, but he still couldn't help but ask, he shouldn't have been surprised by Luoyu's temperament and ambition, but he still couldn't help but be surprised.
Compared to the first seat of Yinyu Peak, the sect master did not have such psychological preparation at all, where had he ever seen a teenager of Luoyu's age have such thoughts? It didn't take long for him to giggle, and the look of relief on his face could not be concealed.
It was easy for the first seat of Yin Yu Peak to calm down, and he was helped into the inner room by the sect master.
Only then did Luoyu get up, carrying a stomach waiting for him to digest slowly, and turned back to his small tree house step by step.
The first seat of Yinyu Peak didn't come out for more than half a month as soon as he retreated this time, but fortunately, the sect master came out early to inform him that he was just in too much mood swing and needed to retreat for a period of time before Luo Yu could start cultivating with confidence.
Now that he knows more, the heavier the burden on his body, and the deepening sense of responsibility in his heart makes him feel that time is extremely urgent, and he doesn't dare to be lazy at all.
Fortunately, the speed at which the Gathering Spirit Realm absorbs and transforms the aura is not the same as that of the Primordial Realm, otherwise the total amount of aura required by the Gathering Spirit Realm alone would not know what year and month it would take to accumulate enough. Even so, half a month didn't make Luo Yu improve much, and it still seemed far away from the middle stage of Gathering Spirits, not to mention the time it would take to cultivate the Nine Turns Forging Technique.
But Luo Yu didn't dare to retreat for too long at a time, and always wanted to come out to see if the master had left the customs and how his cultivation was. But before he could wait for the master to come out, he saw the fish shop come to visit, saying that the first seat of the Ten Houses had time to see him, and asked him to take the little beast over.
It can be seen that there is really no Jiazi in the mountains, and even such a major event as feeding an innate spirit beast with infinite potential has dragged on for more than four years before he thinks about it, and Luo Yu finally understands why those monks don't have time to return to their hometown. Take himself as an example, since he entered the Qingning Sect, all kinds of things have been one after another, and the cultivation speed is too slow, and he really can't imagine when he will have the opportunity to go back to Lushan County to have a look.
Luo Yu had long known that the residence of the disciples of the Chuan Chuan was different from that of other factions, and it was not the usual facilities such as the ashram practice room used by ordinary monks, and many of them were looking for a suitable place to build a house, dig a cave, or the like according to the habitat required by the spirit beasts they cultivated, and they were eager to eat and live with their combat partners. Their dwellings are scattered throughout the mountains, without any overall planning.
In fact, Luo Yu likes this casual style, enjoying the surrounding scenery all the way, and only feels that this place is full of vitality and the fragrance of birds and flowers, which is really refreshing. Of course, in the eyes of others, this kind of scenery may also be the deep mountains and dense forests, the roaring tigers and apes......
Led by Yu Xing, they came to a cave halfway up the mountain.
The cave is supposed to be a natural formation, like the bloody mouth of a monster, and the surrounding rocks are like the jagged teeth of the monster. At first glance, the cave is dark and dark, giving people an ominous feeling of eating people without spitting out bones.
Luo Yu glanced at Yu Xing suspiciously, and thought, Your master lives here? If it weren't for his full grasp of Yu Xing's simple and kind heart, Luo Yu would have almost asked the doubts in his heart.
Yu Xing seemed to be accustomed to it, and did not notice Luoyu's abnormality. And Luo Yu's impression of Shi Yu is not bad, and he doesn't want to slander his taste at will, so he can only comfort himself secretly, maybe this is because the spirit beast he raised is some kind of cave creature, right?
Soon after entering the cave, a huge stone cave appeared in front of him, and Luoyu was dizzy by the sudden dazzling light.
When he looked closely, he saw clearly the source of the light, it turned out that this place was richly decorated, like the palace hall, everywhere was extremely exaggerated carvings of strange beasts, even the lampstand holding the night pearl was in the shape of various rare beasts.
Looking at the golden throne in the middle of the hall, it was indeed the luxury of luxury, the brilliance of the bright.
The lifelike dragon and phoenix and various legendary beasts are carved on the throne like a dragon plate, and the center of the top of the chair is actually a powerful real dragon dragon's head, with a most dazzling bead in the dragon's mouth, exuding bursts of majestic spiritual power fluctuations, which is obviously the inner dan of some powerful beast.
The throne was covered with a huge gold-veined tiger skin, the hideous tiger head was on the ground, and the big eyes of the copper bell, which had long been lifeless, were still staring at Luoyu fiercely. Looking at the size and luster of this tiger skin, there is no doubt that this beast was strong before its death, at least a monk of Luoyu's level must be one by one.
And the figure on the majestic throne is naturally ten days, looking at his leisurely posture leaning on the edge of the handrail at will, he is simply a living local tyrant mountain king.
At this moment, Luoyu's eyes suddenly flashed such a scene......
The king of the mountains in animal skins was lying on his throne freely, surrounded by a number of scantily clad beauties, massaging his back, feeding him water and fruits, and even pouring mellow wine into his mouth directly from mouth to mouth.
All kinds of bandits and bandits below are kowtowing to each other, the mountains are shouting long live, and the whole cave echoes with the slogan of "thousands of generations, unification of rivers and lakes". And those who have offended him are suffering all kinds of torture in the dark and damp cave not far away, and the miserable curses and begging for mercy are faintly heard, like the howls of a terrible ghost in hell......
Of course, this situation, which only exists in Luoyu's fantasy, is just a fleeting moment, and the ten Yu in reality are still brightly dressed. Today, he is wearing a feather coat, and the gorgeous feathers that spread out like peacock tail feathers behind the collar are shining in the light of the pearl of the dragon's mouth.
There were no beauties around him, only a group of all sorts of strange spirit beasts, lazily lying on the armrests of the throne, on the back of the chair, on the carpet, and even on his laps, enjoying the gourmet elixirs that were stuffed into their mouths from time to time, or stretching their necks and waiting for him to touch the itch.
Something seemed to move in the corner of his eye, and as soon as Luo Yu turned his head, he saw that an ape spirit beast with its tail hooked to the lampstand had just changed into a more comfortable position, hung itself upside down, and was motionless again.
Only then did he realize that there were many real spirit beasts in the main hall mixed between the carvings and decorations, and he had never been able to distinguish them.
Suddenly there was a low hiss behind him, and Luo Yu followed the sound, and it turned out to be a fierce bird hiding under the dark gold carved incense burner, and it was warning him as a threat to the stranger, as if it might burst out and hurt people at any time.
The feeling of dazzling made him overwhelmed, Luo Yu was worried in his heart, and he heard Shi Yu's voice coming: "You kid thought of it for so long, where did you go to not do your job?"
As he spoke, he waved his hand and pointed to his cave as if pointing to the country, "Look, how are the little ones I raised?
Luoyu almost didn't squirt out, cute?What kind of aesthetic is this?Shouldn't it be scary?
Not knowing how to answer, Luoyu could only nod awkwardly.
Ten is apparently very satisfied with his reply, and is about to continue the discussion of his "cuties".
Luo Yu didn't want to continue, because he suddenly realized that the elders of the division didn't seem to be very reliable, and they couldn't let Shi Yu play at will, so he had to get back to business quickly. Of course, if he persuaded him verbally at this time, Shi Yu might not be able to listen to it, so Luo Yu had no choice but to use a killer trick and quickly took out the little beast that was still sleeping.
Shi Yu's attention was indeed instantly diverted, as if all the other strange beasts had disappeared, and only the little beast that was humming discontentedly in Luo Yu's hand was left in his eyes. He beckoned to Luoyu and motioned for them to come over.