Chapter 1220 Zhongzhou, Dahuai Mountains
The Dahuai Mountains are a circular mountain range in the Zhongzhou Dao area. This mountain range is extremely large and the area it covers is almost immeasurable. At a glance, there are green mountains and clear waters everywhere, and you can't see the end. The calls of various wild beasts and spirit deer can be heard from the depths of the jungle, which is very pleasant.
Among them, there are more than a hundred large mountaintops alone. This is just a rough look. If you look carefully, there are countless large and small mountaintops that cannot be measured. Among those mountaintops, there are also many beautiful small peaks, with thick mist floating, and pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowing. It is a real treasure land.
And if you look closely at the beautiful small peak, it is also tens of millions of feet high, enough to accommodate a holy place to take root here.
But compared with this mountain range, the huge small peak looks much smaller. If it is placed in the outside world, it can be a place where a holy place is established casually, which is not small.
If you fly over this place from a high altitude, many people will feel that this place must be a place of spiritual beauty, which breeds a huge force, such as the Holy Land Dao Sect, the ancient family and so on.
However, the opposite happened.
Although this place is full of spiritual beauty, there is no powerful force taking root here. However, if we really talk about forces, there were some in the golden age, but if it is placed in the more distant past, such as the glorious age, the unruly age... In these ages, many forces, even the first forces in the world, would not choose to take root here.
Because they all know that in the era of the heroes, this place was full of bones and no one collected them. Countless quasi-emperors, emperors, reincarnations, and half-step supreme masters all fell here. The Canglan Realm in that battle almost collapsed and split apart, and there was a river of blood and lives were lost.
Later, as time slowly flowed, when they arrived at the Golden Age, these descendants did not know the evil of this place, so when they saw that this place was such a pure and rich treasure, they chose to take root here, multiply and grow their power step by step.
However, not long after, abnormal things happened. People in the holy land kept going crazy. Even those who had reached the level of great saints went crazy, with bloodshot eyes, as if they had madness, shouting everywhere, even if their voices were hoarse, until they died of exhaustion.
They checked the reasons, but could not find out what was going on. It was not until the matter fell on their heads that they understood the reason.
I don't know what kind of dead soul it is, nor what kind of warrior's obsession it is. At night, all kinds of hallucinations will appear in front of my eyes. Deep in the sect, about a million miles underground, there are white bones and a sea of blood, just like hell, rolling endless mountains of corpses and blood. Those emperors, reincarnations, and half-step supreme masters, which one was not extremely terrifying when he was alive, tearing the world apart in the blink of an eye, powerful to the extreme, but fell in this area and was forgotten by the world.
Although I understand the reason, I can't convey the reason, because the next day, this person also went crazy, shouting everywhere, and finally died of exhaustion.
Later, a surprising discovery changed the fate of this sect.
As the previous Saint Lord went crazy and died, the new Saint Lord accidentally discovered that as long as he walked away from this area, that is, this ring mountain, his mind would suddenly become clear and his mind would become much clearer. He suspected that something was wrong and immediately sent someone to take a crazy person away from the sect and leave this area. Sure enough, he found that the crazy person had gained some clarity and peace, and was no longer so manic, but could not fully recover.
However, the sect master probably knew the reason. This place might not be a good place. There was a deep resentment or something. As long as the living people approached, they would be affected immediately, and eventually all kinds of strange things would happen.
After understanding the reason, the sect master immediately led everyone to migrate, and soon moved to another place, away from this mountain range.
From then on, no one went crazy again.
However, as time slowly flows, it arrives at the beginning of the Emperor's Falling Era. An old Taoist priest with a white beard, wearing a white shirt and a sword hanging from his waist, leads a little Taoist boy and steps into this ring-shaped mountain range, entering this sinister area with ancient and terrifying legends.
From then on, the story of the Terminator begins here.
