UGB Chapter 14 You damned monkey, I'll grant you a few days of carefree living.
Chapter 14 You damned monkey, I'll grant you a few days of carefree living.
Meanwhile, at the Cuiyun Mountain God Temple.
The mountain god, in his incarnation, sat cross-legged in the courtyard, with a righteous sword capable of slaying evil across his lap.
The sword was jet black, with subtle cloud-like patterns flowing across it.
This magic sword has just been repaired and refined with the power of a human immortal, making it even more powerful than before.
Zhong Xuan began testing the sword, slowly channeling his magic power into its dark blade.
The sword's cry gradually rose, with shimmering light and cloud-like patterns, its sound like a dragon's roar in a secluded valley.
The method of refining the magic sword in the Dragon Tiger Path is written in great detail, as if afraid that future generations would not understand it. All the key points are clearly marked, so that even an ordinary person with no foundation can learn it by following the steps.
Therefore, this incarnation finally had its first suitable protective artifact.
Since the person is just beginning their spiritual practice, it is not convenient to send the gold there, otherwise it would be like a young child carrying gold through the market.
Zhong Xuan sensed the incense-like energy surging from the Mountain God Seal, so he closed his eyes and focused his mind.
Following the incense and spiritual connection, images began to appear in my mind.
On the shores of the Western Sea, at a small gathering of land and water, a golden-haired monkey proudly holds up his portrait.
With a single point of the iron rod, the cultivators' heads were broken and bleeding, and they all obediently bowed their heads and burned incense...
The monkey proudly touched the two broken sticks in its arms, its mouth wide open, its eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction.
He stared silently at the scene, his mind suddenly shifting.
The incense in the Mountain God's Seal has already risen to over two hundred sticks, which is almost ten percent of the total.
Is it really just the accumulation of one day's worth of attacks? Just how many cultivators has Brother Monkey defeated?
Moreover, how many of these incense sticks are truly offered with genuine devotion?
Zhong Xuan sensed it carefully—
It turned out to be a few little demons who had just transformed into human form, hiding behind the incense table, timidly holding incense and bowing, their eyes full of envy as they looked at the golden monkey.
There was also a ragged, wandering monk with a bump on his head, who sincerely bowed to the portrait, muttering, "This monkey is powerful; the mountain god it worships must be powerful too..."
Seeing the monkey undergo such a drastic change,
At first, Zhong Xuan showed no joy, but instead remained somber.
A century of cultivating one's moral character has revealed a bleak future.
No wonder the patriarch in that other timeline rebuked him so sternly: "You will surely cause trouble if you go there. You are not allowed to say that you are my disciple..." Every word was stern, but it contained all kinds of expectations and protection.
This is because the Monkey King was originally a celestial stone that existed since the beginning of time. He received the essence of heaven and earth, the radiance of the sun and moon for countless eons before gaining spiritual power. His stubborn nature was deeply rooted, and understanding emptiness was extremely difficult.
It was precisely for this reason that the Patriarch, by a twist of fate, took on the mission of helping Brother Monkey understand "emptiness".
Only now did Zhong Xuan truly understand the weight of guiding the way and the depth of the patriarch's entrustment.
Only then did he truly understand that since the Monkey King attained enlightenment on the blue stone, his willingness to humble himself and stay by his side meant that he had already hidden most of his unruly and demonic nature.
After a long silence, a faint smile finally appeared on his lips.
Who could have imagined that a momentary impulse would lead to such a fateful encounter with this monkey?
To act so recklessly just for the sake of incense offerings is truly going too far...
The smile hadn't faded.
Zhong Xuan suddenly spread his divine sense, revealing all the movements within a hundred-meter radius outside the courtyard.
Pairs of peering eyes, some hidden behind trees, some crouching in the grass, some concealed in the shadows of rocks, all reflected in the lake of his heart, formed from the profound Daoist mind.
A century of Taoist wisdom nourishes the spiritual root; a clear mirror reflects the moon's light.
At this moment, the clear light shines forth beyond the dust of the world, and a single thought of pure light protects the true path.
"Oh......"
Zhong Xuan lowered his eyes and made a hand seal with his right hand to slay the evil sword.
The Righteous One's Demon-Slaying Sword was drawn from its sheath!
The sword flashed like a bolt of lightning, and with a flick of its wrist in mid-air...
Sword light splits! Splitting into shadows!
Three! Five! Ten!
Ten sword lights, like dragons soaring through the air, shot out in all directions in an instant!
It possessed five times the power of the old Taoist priest who had previously gathered three flowers at the top of his head!
Boom boom boom boom boom!!!
Several ancient trees snapped in half, several boulders shattered and exploded, and screams of agony rose and fell!
A dozen or so dark figures tumbled out of their hiding place. Some clutched their wounds and fled in panic, while others were pinned to the ground by the sword light and could not get up.
The sword light faded, and Zhong Xuan remained seated in the same spot, the magic sword on his lap sheathed, as if it had never been moved.
He spoke softly, his voice low, yet it reached every ear clearly:
"Anyone below the level of 'Three Flowers Gathering at the Top' should get out."
He paused, then continued:
"Mo Baibai lost his life here."
After he finished speaking, there was a deathly silence outside the courtyard.
The prying gazes from the surrounding area quickly receded like a receding tide.
Is there still one left?
Zhong Xuan looked up and realized that the person looked quite familiar.
At the entrance of the courtyard, a white-furred, slanted-eyed tiger demon peered inside, only to meet his scrutinizing gaze and freeze instantly.
Immediately, the tiger forced a fawning smile onto its face.
"Hehe, Mountain God, excellent swordsmanship! Excellent swordsmanship!"
As the tiger demon Taoist spoke, he cautiously stepped in, his tail swaying behind him, just like a house cat that had done something wrong but still insisted on coming forward.
"You're not afraid of death, are you?" Zhong Xuan said with a half-smile.
"Afraid! Of course I'm not afraid!" The tiger demon nodded repeatedly.
"But I didn't mean to harm you, I just came to watch the show! What you did just now was really impressive! Those bastards were scared out of their wits!"
Zhong Xuan didn't reply, but simply raised his hand and summoned his magic sword, which was now hanging in front of him.
"Come," he said with a smile.
The tiger demon was taken aback: "What are you coming for?"
"Practice swordplay with me." The magic sword swayed gently.
The tiger demon's eyes darted around, and it grinned, "Alright! This is a good opportunity to stretch your muscles, otherwise you might get devoured by all the demons in the mountain too quickly, and I won't be able to see you one last time!"
Before she finished speaking, she had already leaped forward!
The tiger's claws pierced the air, accompanied by a whooshing sound.
Zhong Xuan neither dodged nor evaded. With a flick of his sword, his magic sword transformed into a stream of light, colliding with the tiger's claw in mid-air!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the magical energy caused ripples in the air.
"Again!" he thought with delight. He knew he needed real combat experience to hone his swordsmanship.
Swords flashed again, and tiger shadows danced in the air.
A human and a demon were locked in a fierce battle in the courtyard, startling the birds that were roosting in the forest.
While wielding his sword, Zhong Xuan continuously practiced the accompanying sword techniques.
Extend your index and middle fingers and bring them together to form the blade of a sword.
The ring finger and little finger are bent and clasped in the palm.
Press your thumb against your ring finger and little fingernail.
This finger technique consists of only one form, called the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique, and has no variations.
Or rather, change can happen in the blink of an eye, guided by divine intervention.
The Righteous One Slaying Evil Sword gradually resembled another body extended from divine will.
This magic sword is an authentic product, a genuine item from a master of the Longhu Zhengyi sect.
Its power is at least at the level of a True Person, requiring the Three Flowers Gathered at the Top to wield it at will.
Zhong Xuan is now making rapid progress in his cultivation, thanks to his immortal powers and a century of Daoist heart.
The deeper his smile grew, the faster his swordplay became.
Differentiation, entanglement, strangulation, and spiraling.
Each sword strike is faster than the last, each move more ferocious than the last!
The tiger demon grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. The old man's swordsmanship was more than twice as good as it had been in their first battle. It was as if a single breath was equivalent to a hundred days!
In just a few dozen breaths, she was forced to defend herself, with no power to fight back.
"Grandma, slow down, slow down!" she cried out, panting. "My skinny frame can't take this much!"
Zhong Xuan turned a deaf ear.
The clear, bright magic sword, its cold light as white as snow, reflected in his eyes.
I thought to myself, let this damned monkey brother have his fun for a few more days.
After all, they followed him from Qingshi Town to Lingtai Mountain, and then from Lingtai Mountain to Cuiyun Mountain.
It was confused and groping its way forward, and it probably had never felt so happy before.
When it gets back, I'll give it a good spanking.
Upon realizing this, Zhong Xuan abruptly withdrew his sword!
Just as the tiger demon breathed a sigh of relief, its eyes suddenly narrowed, and it charged forward again with a cunning glint in its eye.
After all, he was at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top realm, possessing a strong tiger-like nature, and had been holding back, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
But when he lunged forward, the old mountain god neither dodged nor avoided him, and a surge of powerful magical energy suddenly erupted from his body.
With a single palm strike, Tiger's head was severed!
The magic power poured down like a raging river, pinning her firmly to the spot, rendering her unable to move!
The magical power rose from the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top to the Five Elements Converging at the Origin, and then to a state of perfect unity!
"You...you..."
The tiger demon's eyes widened, his voice trembling: "You...you're a true immortal?! Not some old man on his deathbed, begging a mountain god for survival?!"
Zhong Xuan looked down at her, his right hand pressing on the tiger's head, and raised his hand with a smile.
*Smack!* A slap landed on the tiger's rump; it was skinny.
"He's quick-witted, but clueless when it comes to keeping quiet."
The tiger demon was stunned by the blow, then its fur stood on end, making it look like a big white cat.
Snapped!Snapped!
Two more blows, each harder than the last, made her scream.
Her cry sounded quite aggrieved, and with a sway of her body and a twist of her waist, she transformed into the White-Haired Female Taoist.
Zhong Xuan then stopped, stood with his hands behind his back, and gave a half-smile.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! The Mountain God hit me too hard!!" The tiger demon groaned, clutching its rear end. "You promised to perform magic, but you're just using your power to bully me!"
Zhong Xuan found it amusing and explained to her, "If you hadn't suddenly attacked me with all your might while I was sheathing my sword, your bestial instincts still lingering, how could this have happened?"
The tiger demon rubbed its forehead, its face full of resentment, but it dared not make another move, only muttering, "You're an old man, so I'll still be a little tiger and won't bother with you..."
Zhong Xuan smiled upon hearing this, and then sighed, "Very well, since I haven't been able to find a monkey for the time being, I'll use you as a practice subject."
The tiger demon was taken aback, then its eyes darted around before it grinned again: "Well, you've practiced and fought, so you should tell me what your cultivation level is, right? A Human Immortal who has achieved the Five Elements Unity? A True Immortal who has overcome the Three Calamities? Or...?"
Zhong Xuan did not answer, but simply raised his hand and gestured.
The magic sword flew over and hovered in front of the tiger demon.
The white-haired girl was startled, thinking she was about to be beaten again, and quickly covered her buttocks.
But the old mountain god before them simply flicked his finger lightly across the sword.
Buzz! The sword's clear and resonant cry echoed—
"You should head to the Water and Land Assembly now."
Zhong Xuan spoke up, instructing, "Take a message for me to a mischievous monkey."
The tiger demon was taken aback: "What monkey? Why don't you go yourself?"
Zhong Xuan shook his head, his gaze passing over the courtyard wall and looking towards the western horizon.
"Once you arrive, you will know who it is, and tell them three things."
He held up one finger.
"First, no one is allowed to be killed."
The second finger.
"Secondly, you must not destroy people's hearts."
The third finger.
Third, it is forbidden to steal other people's property.
He put three fingers together and tucked them into his sleeve.
"I'll allow it to play for another three to five days," Zhong Xuan's voice trailed off, but each word was clear, "and then it will return to the mountain and begin to read and write with me."
The tiger demon was stunned, and it took him a long time to recover: "That's all?"
"That's all. If you're interested, you can come and accompany me in my studies."
"What if...it doesn't listen?" The white-haired woman's heart began to flutter with desire.
This mountain god is actually a living immortal with great abilities; he is worthy of being obeyed.
Zhong Xuan lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment.
Then, he raised his head, looked at the tiger demon, and smiled slightly.
That smile was as gentle as ever, yet it sent a chill down the tiger demon's spine for no apparent reason.
Zhong Xuan said softly, "If it doesn't listen, then tell it that when your brother spanks you, he doesn't just spank you three times."
The tiger demon swallowed hard, rubbing its still-reddened buttocks, and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I'll go right now, I'll go right now!"
After saying that, she dashed out of the courtyard gate.
After running a short distance, she turned back and made a face at the mountain god temple, but seeing a surge of sword energy, she quickly covered her buttocks and ran away.
As they ran, a strange gust of wind suddenly arose.
In the blink of an eye, the tiger demon arrived at the beach and transformed into a white-haired female Taoist. Sure enough, upon hearing the name, she found the monkey who had occupied a piece of land and was showing off his power.
The two sides met face to face and both sensed a familiar wildness emanating from the other.
"You're that monkey? Your brother sent me to deliver a message!" The tiger demon put his hands on his hips and recited the three prohibitions word by word.
Upon hearing this, the Monkey King's face fell, his face scrunched up, and he was about to mutter something when the tiger demon added, "However, I also said that you are allowed to enjoy yourself for another three to five days."
The Monkey King's eyes lit up instantly, and he did a somersault on the spot: "Then what are we waiting for! Sister Tiger, you can help me collect incense offerings! The more the better!"
The tiger demon was taken aback by being called "sister," then grinned and said, "Alright, but you have to listen to me, or your human brother will spank you, and I won't stop him."
After saying that, she herself blushed, which was rare for her.
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After having the tiger demon deliver a message to the monkey, Zhong Xuan walked to the 100-meter boundary.
His current avatar is also idle, so he's figuring out how to brighten up his vision.
Once he used the authority of the Mountain God Seal, he easily discovered the root of the problem.
The divine authority to manipulate the earth's veins, and also the ability to sense them.
Upon sensing it, one could discover that the earth's veins had been clearly twisted, severed, and diverted.
This led to the previous outcome.
When he tried to use the Mountain God Seal to sense the entire mountain, he found himself seemingly trapped in a dark fog, with only the area within a hundred-meter diameter of the temple reflected in the lake of his heart.
Furthermore, he can also sense something when someone offers incense.
However, this clearly makes it impossible to be a good mountain god.
After all, if you can only mobilize land within a radius of 100 meters, does that count as a mountain?
Even a small hillside is difficult to quantify. A diameter of 100 meters only qualifies it as a small earthen mound.
If they can't even be looked at, how can they protect the local area and accumulate merit to advance in the divine system?
"To break the Cuiyun Formation, the first thing to do is to see it."
Zhong Xuan carefully utilized the Mountain God Seal, continuously channeling magical power to support its application of authority.
The Mountain God Seal is itself a magical artifact.
Although he didn't quite understand at the time how magical artifacts and treasures were classified.
However, the Mountain God Seal is certainly not low-grade; it is a seventh-grade divine seal crafted by a master craftsman in the Heavenly Court.
It is clearly much stronger than the Zhengyi Zhanxie Fajian.
Once his magic power is inputted, he can manipulate it with a thought to assist in wielding his powers, which is very convenient.
The magical power was output through the Mountain God Seal, automatically adjusting the earth's veins according to his will.
It turns out that the Mountain God Seal contains a map of the earth's vein patterns that appears once every hundred years.
But Zhong Xuan understood immediately upon comparison.
During the tenure of the first nineteen mountain gods, the geological patterns of Cuiyun Mountain constantly changed.
It is not natural, but man-made.
Before long, with his magic power continuously supporting him, the divine path, borrowing the power of the immortal path's rules, continuously guided the subtle changes in the earth's veins beneath his feet.
Only the first ley line was analyzed.
As if hearing a snap, Zhong Xuan's eyes lit up.
suddenly see the light!
Surprisingly, on this side of the boundary, the view suddenly expanded to include the area of a farmhouse courtyard.
"It actually works, but..."
Zhong Xuan pointed to the ground, and the soil churned and cracked open, revealing a Tai Chi diagram a finger's width deep.
He had another thought, and the ground beside him surged and cracked, the soil rose up, and it arched into the shape of a Go board.
Despite his aged physique, he played with childlike innocence for a while, just like when he was a child playing with sandcastles, and gradually his skills became more refined.
With another thought, the soil on the ground surged and rose up, transforming into a clay figure just like him.
Zhong Xuan stopped with satisfaction, feeling that he had only consumed about one-tenth of his magic power.
It truly requires a meticulous and painstaking process to restore it.
But that's not surprising.
It is said that Cuiyun Mountain is a sacred mountain that has existed for at least 10,000 years, indicating that its history is extremely ancient. The Mountain God Seal only records the successive reigns of the Mountain God for more than 1,300 years, and there are many interruptions. The total term of office is less than 700 years.
Even if the various demons and immortals only altered the course of the earth's veins within a thousand years, it would be enough to drastically change the entire ley lines of Mount Cuiyun. It's as if a perfectly good natural river network has been illegally dug and diverted by various people, and now it's impossible to restore it to its former state.
Therefore, the Celestial Seal of Mount Cuiyun now holds power but no real authority, and he must personally manage the earth's veins and energy to gradually reclaim the lost territory.
"But that's a good thing, at least the path is clear and feasible."
Zhong Xuan nodded instead.
In the past, I spent a hundred years reading a classic text, and the later I went, the more lost I became, as if there was no way out for me.
Now that the path to heaven is clear, no matter how long and arduous it may be, it will not matter.
Every step yields a footprint and a harvest, which makes people feel at ease and secure.
Thinking this, he was about to head to the stream behind the peach grove to expand his territory.
Mountains and waters. How can mountains exist without water?
As the mountain god, he naturally had to first bring the only water source in the area under his control.
However, just as they returned to the temple, they suddenly heard someone shouting from above.
"You wicked Taoist! Your murder of a member of the Zhang family, the Dragon Tiger Celestial Masters, and your usurpation of the divine throne have been exposed!"
Zhong Xuan was startled and looked up.
Two figures slowly descended from the clouds, one fat and one thin, with missing arms and legs.
The fat one lost his left hand, and the thin one lost his right foot; they were truly a pair of unfortunate brothers.
Despite this, they remained arrogant, haughty, and extremely smug.
Moreover, this white cloud has not completely fallen; it is suspended three zhang (approximately 10 meters) above the ground.
The purpose is to teach the old Taoist priest and mountain god in the courtyard below to look up at these two immortal servants!