Volume 2 Jianghu Xing Chapter 71 A Story

If you say that the river god was just furious before Su Wu said this, then Su Wu's performance after Su Wu said this sentence can only be described as angry.

"The younger generation is from the Central Plains Dragon Domain, it is for the big disciple of the Ziwei Sect, today the offense came to this realm just to get a pill and medicine, if the predecessor can give it, the younger generation will repay the favor with all his strength. Su Wu bowed deeply, showing all his respect, but provoked the old monk next to him to inexplicably burst into a gloating bluff.

The mountain god, who was originally angry as if he was going to burn himself, was even more angry, the mountain god had already set a big fire, and the old tree roots buried in the ground had a lot of movement, Su Wu and the old monk could clearly feel that the earth began to shake violently at that moment, and under the deep soil, there seemed to be countless giant beasts in the wilderness violently colliding, and at any time Su Wu and the old monk were about to lift Su Wu and the old monk to the sky, and sure enough, after the earth trembled violently for a while, those old tree roots who had not moved for many years who had been sleeping for many years had poked their heads out, revealing their hideous faces。

"Boy, do you know who the Son of Heaven is for me?" the mountain god spoke even more incoherently, his voice shaking violently, like an old man who had suffered a stroke.

Su Wu only remembered some things at this time, what the old monk had said to Su Wu in the old temple that day.

The heinous crime committed by the people of the Hidden Mountain Daoist that year, the destruction of countless mountains, comparable to the extinction of the natural world, the mountain god in front of him has always held a grudge, and every time he thinks about it, he still feels the anger in his chest that is difficult to suppress.

Although Su Wu was only a disciple of the Ziwei Sect who didn't know how many generations later, Tianyi Zhenren, who had only ascended to immortal status not long ago, played a very important role in that incident back then.

The people of the Hidden Mountain Dao are not as great and selfless as the mountain thinks, and the Hidden Mountain was once an inextricable mortal.

The mountain god was angry, and the first person to bear the brunt of the anger that the mountain god had accumulated over the years was Su Wu, who bowed to express his respect and was still ignorant.

Su Wu didn't speak, but the mountain god spoke again, and it continued to use its tone that couldn't hide its emotions at all and began to make a very long insult to Su Wu: "You stinking miscellaneous pieces born in the dog mongrel sect, look at Lao Tzu's ten thousand pieces of broken corpses today, you stinky dog, you are also worthy of Lao Tzu's territory to be wild, today grandpa will definitely want you to return to your hometown, go to Huangquan to catch up with that beast, you thing that grew up eating shit and drinking urine." It's your bad luck to meet your grandfather today, and you ran into Tai Sui's grandfather's head, your mother's ........................."

The mountain god did not rush to use its old roots that had taken a lot of effort to pull out of the deep ground, but first after a while, he hid his mouth and scolded incoherently, like a widow who took aphrodisiacs and estrus everywhere. Oh no. It should be like an old lady who is old, finds fault in the roadside stalls all day long, scolds everywhere, and is full of dirty and smelly water.

Su Wu had not yet been scolded by this kind of stinking with nine dirty words in ten words, but he didn't want to be angry at all, he listened to this child-like god with a hypocritical smile, reciting his Wang Bajing with relish, unmoved.

The mountain god who was angry seemed to have forgotten everything else, and kept repeating those very thin dirty words in his mouth, looking extremely happy, intoxicated, and very enjoyable.

As a result, this meeting and reception, between the old and the young, between man and God, became a one-sided, end-to-end verbal humiliation and ravage.

The mountain god scolded with interest, grabbed his Wang Bajing, which had no effect, and never let go again, and did not notice the indifferent look on Su Wu's face.

When a scolding person is provoked by the scolded person to be more impatient, then the scolding person must have lost, and the loss is very simple and complete.

The mountain god seems to be splashed with dirty water without any meaning, but in fact, it is himself who is tired after saying every word.

This kind of seemingly unilateral and endless situation really lasted for a full hour, and only then did the mountain god notice a trace of strangeness, so he stopped his mouth, and looked at Su Wu and the old monk who were looking at each other and became even more angry. In fact, the mountain god's string of insults has made him a little weak, even if he is a god, his energy must not be unlimited. God can also feel thirst, tiredness, pain, and even wounds, and words that seem to appear only to describe the body are sometimes inscribed on the beating atrium.

After scolding for a full hour, the mountain god suddenly felt a painful tiredness hit his heart, and any childishness and madness would only come from near-perfect care or the decadence and dare not face after countless baptisms of despair.

But the mountain god does not happen to belong to these two situations, it has experienced the despair of parting with his wife, but after the despair, he has received countless fans of the same kind, and it is only after the despair that he has created this old and naïve soul.

This soul is burning now, but it is a little soft and weak, although the mountain god has a very extreme prejudice against Su Wu and the sect behind him, but after a scolding, he suddenly seems to be a little relieved, and his disgust for Su Wu seems to have disappeared under this insult, maybe this kind of abuse has never existed, but it is just a big hurdle hidden in its heart that has not been able to get over for many years.

Sooner or later, this hurdle will have to be crossed, but it is definitely not now, and the bigger the hurdle, the greater the perseverance and time required to break through. The mountain god has already taken the first step, and there will soon be a second step, whether it is a man, a beast, or a god, he will not walk only one step.

The mountain god quickly took the second step, and he began to calmly talk to Su Wu about the very willful thing that the Hidden Mountain Dao people did back then.

One will bury the common people in exchange for a one-person thing.

"Actually, I am not the master of this mountain, nor am I the mountain god in the eyes of the two of you, I am just a tree, the only tree that survived the devastation of the 'grass and trees' back then. The mountain god's tone suddenly became calm, less naïve, and more condensed by the years.

"The disaster caused by the Hidden Mountain Dao people that year almost destroyed all the grass and trees on the mountains in the Central Plains, and only me and a few lucky people survived step by step. Again, I'm not a mountain god, and if I had to be named a god, I'd be a number god now. The trees you have seen are too short, and if it weren't for the catastrophe of the past, you would have seen thousands of them now, and I look like a big tree that can cover the sky. As more and more sincere words were spoken, the mountain god gradually became more and more relieved, and the tragic scenes that once made him extremely desperate now seemed to be just some things in the past.

People look beyond the road, let alone God?

The mountain god quickly organized the story, and quietly and slowly transmitted the voice in his heart directly to the minds of Su Wu and the old monk.

That incident did not attract much attention from the rivers and lakes, but it was like the end of the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains, which happened when the people of the Hidden Mountain Dao gradually became famous in the Central Plains and the entire Longxuan Continent.

At that time, the Hidden Mountain Daoist must have been a holy person who was countless times more lofty than the gods in the eyes of all beings, and at that time, almost the entire Longxuan Continent worshipped such a mortal who was not like a mortal, but while people worshipped, they still had a very incomprehensible understanding of this mysterious hermit real person.

Saints are often high in the hearts of mortals, holy, not understood, beyond the world, and it is normal to have some strange natures.

However, the only thing that the laymen in the mortal world could not understand from beginning to end was his loneliness, and he could be born to educate all the people, but he has been cowering on that mountain. Hidden Mountain Dao people can't do without that mountain, just like a newborn baby can't do without breast milk, which is a very puzzling thing.

It is precisely because of the reason why everyone in the Hidden Mountain Road has been cowering in that mysterious mountain all the year round, that he has the name of the hidden mountain, which is very strange to read.

It is precisely because of this name that the creatures have heard of him, and because of this strange habit, the creatures have heard of him, and then there are those almost fanatical worships. Later, these creatures in turn strongly questioned his habits.

They all suspect that the saint in their hearts has fallen in love with a mountain, once the saint has a preference in the eyes of all beings, then he cannot be regarded as a saint, in the eyes of all beings, the saint must be fraternal, and he is equal to the love of the common people, and only those who love all living beings can be loved by all living beings and all things, and can be holy.

But since the Hidden Mountain Daoist has become a saint in people's hearts, everything he does is naturally the truth, so his love for that mountain is also the truth in the eyes of the beings of the Longxuan Continent.

It is a kind of blind sublime worship.

The mountain called Tianyi, which was loved by the people of the Hidden Mountain Dao, happened to be a very restless mountain, and it was a mountain that wanted to compete with the sky.

Tianyi has been fighting with Tianyi, but he doesn't know that any competition needs to pay a corresponding price, so Yinshan silently pays these costs without Tianyi noticing.

These costs are not big for Tianyi, after all, all he cares about is the height of the mountain he loves, so he has been secretly stealing the lives of other mountains, at the cost of making Tianyi grow taller and faster.

They are all people who like to climb high, and it doesn't matter if they pay too much else in order to climb high.

Too much stealing will eventually bring unavoidable and unimaginable drawbacks.

That day really came, on the night of the first spring rain, the flowers and trees that should have been erect were turned to ashes in that night, and the world of the Central Plains soon became a barren wasteland, and the scattered lucky lives survived on the barren mountains.

Since then, most of the living beings in the world have said that the Hidden Mountain is their enemy, and only those mortals who are standing still regard the Hidden Mountain as a saint in their eyes, although they have lost a large area of fertile land, although they have been displaced, they have never doubted it.

It has to be said that sometimes the brains of mortals who think they are intelligent are not even as good as those beasts crawling on the ground.

The later Ziwei was just a sect of faith built by Yinshan in order to leave an eternal name in this world.

The reason why the story is so beautiful is because of the whitewashing of generations of peace, maybe many mortals in this world can't understand it until they die, but the naïve mountain god basically knows it in his heart.