Chapter 5: The Gate Is Destroyed

Directly above the city of Heihefang, colorful clouds appear around sunset, setting the evening sky with a golden skirt.

"Guests go slowly, the shop welcomes your next visit."

A slender and slender young monk walked out of a shop in Guanghui Pavilion with a slightly disappointed look on his face.

This young monk was Si Wenren, who had come out of Shandumen not long ago, and he had not gotten the slightest useful information in the previous meetings of "Giving Advice", so he felt that it was not a way for him to stay in Shandumen, so he went out to this Heihefang City to find out about the Wei surnamed Jindan.

At this time, Swenren stood on the steps outside the store, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

From the morning to the present, all the large and small shops of different sects have been asked, but the result is still nothing.

The shops that opened in the Fang market generally sell some information about the monks to a greater or lesser extent, but whenever they mentioned the name "Wei Tong" with the attitude of giving it a try, the monks of each shop all kept silent, and even some of the monks in the shops even kicked themselves out of the store on the spot, and it seemed that everyone was very secretive about the Wei surnamed Jin Dan.

Fortunately, Swinren was also mentally prepared for this, although he was a little disappointed, but he was not discouraged.

Swinren then walked aimlessly down the street for a few steps, and then another idea popped into his head:

Perhaps, the general monks in these shops didn't know the relevant information about the Wei surnamed Jin Dan, but they didn't dare to say it. Well, I should go to the ghost market and ask the unruly monks.

The so-called "ghost market" is a market where some loose repairs and stalls are bought and sold.

Swinren had made up his mind and walked in the direction of the ghost market.

……

As soon as Swinren walked into the ghost market, he found it deserted, and was greeted by an old man dressed in tattered clothes with a goatee, who was sitting lazily on a chaise longue, looking at a yellowed book with relish.

Swenren didn't feel a single bit of aura fluctuations on this old man, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart:

Well? Why is there only one mortal here?

Curiously, he stepped forward and saw a wooden sign next to the old man, which read:

I was born by the fortune of heaven, and I was born to know, so I have been confused. - All-knowing old child

After reading it, Swenren felt that his eyes hurt a little hotly, and he sighed in his heart: What a big breath! What a thick skin! In terms of shamelessness, monks are less than half of mortals.

He was sure that this was an old mortal liar, and he didn't care about the interests of a mortal, so he just shook his head and left.

But who knew that after walking a few steps, the mortal actually stopped him behind and said:

"This little friend of Shandumen, the old decay looks at your Yin Hall black, and I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster in the near future!"

When Swenren heard this, he didn't plan to ignore it, but then he reacted to something, turned his head and asked, "Why do you say that I am from Shandumen?" ”

The mortal old man smiled slightly and kept silent.

Seeing this, Swinen added: "You are wrong! Actually, I'm from the Royal Beast Gate. ”

The mortal old man shook his head after hearing this, and said calmly:

"Little friends don't have to lie, I watch the sky at night, and I have already calculated that I will meet a young man from Shandumen tonight."

Swinren didn't believe the nonsense of a mortal, he thought that this old man should have spent some time in Shandu territory when he was young, so he happened to discover some of the characteristics of his own that belonged to Shandu people.

Still watching the sky at night? This mortal old man is too good at!

I still have something to do, but I can't waste time here with a mortal old man.

So, Swenren immediately ran the exercise "Wind Galloping" and quickly ran into the distance.

Leaving only the mortal old man alone in the wind, the mortal old man saw that Swenren had run away without a figure, and he froze slightly, and then said to himself with a wry smile:

"A catastrophe fell from heaven on Shandumen...... Alas, don't listen to the old man! ”

......

Sven Ren moved inside for a while, and found that there was not a single monk in this ghost city.

So, he turned around and walked back, passing by the place just now, and the mortal old man did not know when he had left.

When he returned to Heihefang and asked, he found out that the ghost market was not open every day, and there would only be scattered stalls on even-numbered days, and today was an odd-numbered day, no wonder no one.

As for the mortal old man...... Huh? What do I call him a mortal?

Swinren shook his head, forgetting what had just happened in the ghost city.

Later, Swenren found a random hotel in Fang City and slept beautifully.

After getting up the next day, I went to the ghost market again, and the ghost market was lively, but when I asked about the monks inside, most of them didn't know anything; Some casual cultivators don't even know who "Wei Tong" is, and they ask in vain.

As a result, nature is nothing.

Svenren had no choice but to look up to the sky and sigh, he sighed and felt his mind groggy, so he had no choice but to go back to the inn and continue to sleep.

......

What Swinren didn't know was that while he was daydreaming, Shandumen was suffering a catastrophe.

In the realm of the White Mountain, the sun was shining high and shining brightly on this day, but the monks in the Shandu Gate felt that the black pressure above covered the sky.

"It's not good, there's a big enemy coming!"

The disciples guarding the Shandu Gate hurriedly alarmed, and then the Shandu Gate's Sect Protector Formation was opened to the maximum, and a thick layer of aura protection was raised in mid-air, and then almost all the Shandu Gate monks suddenly boiled, and they all looked up at the enemy......

It turned out that it was Wei Tong, a monk in the Jindan period, who led a large number of disciples and spirit beasts in the Royal Beast Gate, as well as some other monks from affiliated small sects, to surround the entire Shandu Mountain.

For a time, the beast's roar shook the sky, and the sound of killing was all over the ground.

……

Afterwards, Wei Tong pulled out several monks of different identities from his camp, and these monks continued to state the various crimes committed by Shandumen over the years, and their voices trembled and burst into tears.

"Shandumen exterminated my whole family, dug up the coffins of my family's deceased ancestors, and exposed their bones to the sun......"

"The disciples of Shandumen are all prostitutes, and they forced my wife, concubine, daughter, and mother in front of me...... Not even my at home......"

"The elders of Shandumen are lawless, killing low-level monks at will, eating their flesh and drinking their blood......"

……

Under their description, the Shandu Gate is a terrible demon gate, the head Si Wenguang is the biggest demon in the world, all the disciples and elders in the gate are monsters, and the tens of millions of mortals under the gate are beasts that are inferior to pigs and dogs......

Wei Tong then justifiably announced:

"Today, I will eliminate the harm of Baishan in the Imperial Beast Gate!"

The cultivators of Shandumen did not have the right to explain, because Wei Tong had already made up his mind to destroy Shandumen.

Who can disobey the will of the Royal Beast Gate?

Then the war was about to break out, and under the huge difference in strength between the monks of the two sides, the head of the sect, Swain, was blown to ashes, and the respectable and amiable ancestor in Swenren's heart came to naught.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain protection circle of Shandumen was breached, and then there were sounds of fighting, roaring, screaming, and crying...... It resounded endlessly in the mountains of Shandu......

From the perspective of the disciples of Shandumen,

The spirit grass is fully opened,

The spirit grass is all grateful,

Unleash the beauty of all seasons!

This day is the end of the world!

This day represents despair!

We can't resist!

We can't escape!

Not a single ant can climb out of Shandu Mountain!

Not a single fly can fly out of the mountains!

The sun ahead?

Darkness ahead!

Ahead is death!!

……

At the last moment of his life, Swintai used all his strength to look up at the red sun shining on the red earth, shining so dazzlingly!

He remembered the greatest pride of his life......

Ren'er, it's time for your father to take the first step.

Don't take revenge, practice hard, you have the ability to transform into a god!

Swintai thought of his son when he was dying, so when he died, his mouth curved from the heart.

......

Later, when a monk of the Royal Beast Gate saw the blood-stained smile on Swintai's sallow face, he immediately looked away in disgust and muttered:

"It's an ugly laugh."