Chapter 374 Luck in Cangshan Mountain

"All creatures in this world have the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. The so-called deduction is nothing more than using specific means, combining momentum and luck, and supplementing it with a large amount of information to make reasonable speculations."

"But before everything happens, it is still uncertain and full of variables. It is like luck, illusory and elusive, and elusive to anyone."

"Besides... even if everyone is defeated and killed in the battle at Qifeng Mountain in Yunhan, there is still a reason why we have to fight!"

Ren Yunzong's voice was calm and he explained calmly.

And these words made Zhu Hanwei even more confused.

He straightened his expression and said with a righteous expression: "The reason why we have to fight? For the sake of the people in Cangshan Mountain?"

"Right now, the evil alliance's vitality is severely weakened. Even if it occupies Cangshan Mountain, it will be difficult for them to have much power to do anything to other monks and mortals in a short period of time."

"From this point of view, everyone's sacrifices are not in vain, and they can also be regarded as winning a breathing space for all the sentient beings in Cangshan Mountain."

Zhu Hanwei said while making guesses.

"The common people are only one of the reasons, and the more important reasons involve Cangshan's past, as well as momentum and luck."

"In this battle, the Evil Alliance is just a pawn pushed to the surface. There are people behind it, and with the support of stronger sects like the Demon Shadow Palace, no one in the Righteous Alliance can stop it."

"Cangshan is occupied by evil currents. It is a combination of power and luck. It is the general trend!"

Zhu Hanwei frowned again, and Ren Yunzong's words made him even more puzzled.

"Is this the general trend? If that's the case, shouldn't we avoid its edge?"

As soon as Zhu Hanwei finished speaking, Ren Yunzong's voice immediately rang out as the sect leader ordered.

"Avoiding their sharp edges is indeed a wise way to protect yourself! But the Demonic Shadow Palace has put so much effort into laying out Cangshan Mountain. How can it be that the person they are aiming at is dominating Cangshan Mountain? If they really let their conspiracy succeed, they will suffer disaster in the future. It’s not like Xiaocang Mountain. Once the snow mountain collapses, no one can survive alone.”

"Although the general trend is unstoppable, its edge can be blunted. As the saying goes, if you work hard at once, you can start again.

Decline, three and three! "

"This battle can dampen the spirit of the evil alliance and destroy the opponent's fortune. It can be considered a success if it blocks the speed of the opponent's conspiracy! However... Su Twelve suddenly came back and played an important role at the critical moment, making the evil alliance almost The entire army was wiped out and his fortune was almost completely cut off, which I did not expect."

\\"But this is exactly what I said, luck is elusive and elusive. This... is the luck of Cangshan!\\"

Ren Yunzong said eloquently.

Mentioning Su Twelve, there was a hint of emotion in his words.

Su Twelve disappeared for a long time, and his return at the critical moment of the war was surprising.

At the end of the battle, the high-grade spiritual stone was brought out to trigger the Thousand-Year Strike, which was an accident among accidents.

What was equally unpredictable was that the Taiyin Nine Palace Formation, which was supposed to be foolproof, would allow one of the strongest Golden Elixir Dzogchen cultivators to escape.

If not, the situation in Cangshan should have been reversed at this time, and the Righteous Alliance would have more breathing time.

However, this also shows from another aspect that the general trend is difficult to reverse even if there are twists and turns in the middle.

But such a result is far beyond expectations for Ren Yunzong!

Thinking carefully about Ren Yunzong's words, Zhu Hanwei nodded slightly.

He knew very well that the plot of the Demonic Shadow Palace must be related to the past of Cangshan mentioned by Ren Yunzong.

But... Ren Yunzong didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any more questions.

But in his mind, he naturally had some speculations about the Tian Jue Sect that disappeared overnight thousands of years ago.

And in the secret realm of Tianjue, there are traces of demons that have seized the lives of monks from various sects.

In addition, the entire Cangshan Mountain is almost isolated from the outside world.

All signs are enough to indicate that this place may be sealed

Some kind of evil and powerful being.

After pondering for a moment, he continued to speak: "Master, I still have something unclear."

"Among the sect, in terms of qualifications, the disciples are just mediocre."

"In terms of mind, Senior Brother Su Twelve is superior to his disciples. Why...the person you chose is me?"

On the sect leader's order, the gray mist floating in the air had become much weaker, but Ren Yunzong's voice still came from it: "To cultivate immortality and seek Taoism, qualifications are never unique. You should have realized this."

"As for Su Twelve, he is indeed a top candidate. I did put him among the top candidates back then."

"However, the obsession in his heart is too deep. Although I don't know the specific reason, I can guess a thing or two. On the road of cultivating immortality, the further you go, the more you must pay attention to the perfection of your mind. This obsession is the driving force for him to continuously improve his strength. But it will also become an obstacle on his path to immortality."

"Besides, when the opponent is the Demon Shadow Palace, too deep obsession will greatly affect his judgment. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, Yun Ge Zong cannot afford to bet."

"On your side...you don't have too many worries, plus you are smooth in everything and have good luck, so naturally you are the best choice!"

Ren Yunzong's voice was not loud, and when he mentioned Su Twelve, his words were slightly regretful, but he did not hesitate to express his affirmation to Zhu Hanwei.

After Zhu Hanwei listened, he nodded repeatedly, his attitude becoming more and more respectful.

"Disciple, please teach me! Master, next...should I try to repair your soul first?"

"This matter is not urgent. It will take too long to repair the soul. The most urgent task now is to find Jinchan Temple as soon as possible and try to find the whereabouts of the demon seal."

Ren Yunzong's voice became smaller and smaller, his words were full of determination, and he was indifferent to his own life and death.

Zhu Hanwei looked hesitant, "But..."

"It's nothing, my life and death are insignificant. This

A ray of consciousness will fade away, and what happens next depends on you! Remember, in all things, life is the main priority, and important things come first! "

After saying these words, the sect leader ordered, the gray mist quickly dissipated, and Ren Yunzong's last ray of consciousness disappeared.

Looking down at the sect master's order in his hand, Zhu Hanwei put it away, and then took out the Donghua Yi wood and the soul nourishing wood, murmuring to himself: "Master, you have shown kindness to Zhu Hanwei. If it weren't for you, the man who came out of Cangshan Mountain back then would Once, I would have died long ago, and I would not be the Zhu Hanwei I am today!”

"Don't worry, Zhu Hanwei will handle the things you asked him to do even if he risked his life."

"But your life... is more important to me than thousands of people. This time... just let me do whatever I want!"

Whispering in his mouth, Zhu Hanwei's body exuded a strong aura of water and wood, wrapping the soul-raising wood and Donghua Yimu. Then he stepped forward step by step into the pool until he disappeared from the water and sank to the bottom of the pool.

…

At the same time, in the southern mountains of Muyun Prefecture, there was a small river village built along the river.

At the outermost edge of the village, there is a particularly dilapidated residence.

The simple fence walls and rickety broken wooden doors seemed to have experienced the ravages of violence.

There is an old jujube tree planted in the courtyard. Under the jujube tree, there are two figures, an old man and a young man, wearing tattered clothes full of patches.

The old man has gray hair and a stooped back. He is already in his sixties.

The young man, only six or seven years old, had a pair of ponytails on his head, a thin body, ragged clothes, a sallow complexion, and looked malnourished.

The two of them were sitting opposite each other under the jujube tree, picking out some wild vegetables and herbs from a basket woven with rattan strips.

After a while, the little girl raised her head, blinked her big watery eyes, and looked at her grandfather in a flash.

"Grandpa, we are already working very hard and don't even have enough to eat. Why...are we still saving people?"