Chapter 102: West Emperor Mountain

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"stop."

The middle-aged man held them back, holding a butcher's knife in his hand, with a hulking back, and a strong killing atmosphere filled the air, as if an ancient demon god had emerged from hell.

Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang glanced at each other, the village was very strange, giving them a very ominous premonition, and they were about to make a move.

The middle-aged man suddenly noticed something clutched in Wu Xiao's hand, and asked:

"What are you holding in your hand?"

"The mountain-shaped map of Nancun." Wu Xiao spread out the map and said, "We came here through the map. We have no malicious intentions. Please forgive me if I disturb you."

The aunt rushed over and said in shock: "It's kind of familiar, deja vu?"

"I've seen it before. This is the bottom picture of grandpa's box. This picture is incomplete. The other half is with grandpa." Huya said.

"What are you talking about?" The old man, who had been splashed all over by the explosion of the excrement bucket just now, came back from cleaning, and was shocked when he saw the map in Wu Xiao's hand.

Quickly rushed into the house, rummaged through the boxes, and took out the map that had been buried for many years.

Docking with the map in Wu Xiao's hand, a complete map appeared in front of him immediately.

The old man was very excited, his lips trembled, and tears filled his eyes.

Wu Xiao casually scanned, and three words appeared on it.

"West Emperor Mountain."

"Xihuang Celebration Xihuang Mountain, young master, you are finally here."

The old man knelt on the ground, kowtowed constantly, very excited, tears fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man, aunt, Huya, and Ersha who had turned into pieces also recovered.

Many villagers from Nancun gathered here one after another, kneeling in front of Wu Xiao, kneeling down, with a solemn expression, kneeling and prostrating, kowtowing continuously.

Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, Wu Xiao finally figured out the ins and outs of this incident. It turned out that the mountain on the side of Nancun was called Xihuang Mountain.

The villagers of Nancun have guarded the mountain for generations, waiting for the return of the owner.

These villagers have not practiced, but they are not simple.

Because they have the blood of God.

Although diluted to the point of almost nothing today, it is still very powerful.

They have been waiting for the "Xihuang Celebration" to start again.

Western Emperor Celebration.

Wu Xiao is not unfamiliar with this word at all. At the Bronze Gate, the ghost princess mentioned that the ancient demon language was a language that only some big demons of that era were qualified to learn.

It was created by the big man who suppressed the heavens.

It is the only language used in the "Xihuang Celebration".

Now that the villagers in Nancun mentioned the "Xihuang Celebration" again, Wu Xiao felt that it was very difficult, and wanted to ask in detail, but couldn't find any useful information.

I just know that the "Xihuang Celebration" will be held on Xihuang Mountain, and Nancun's responsibility is to protect the mountain.

"If you tell us such important information, you are not afraid that we are not the person you are looking for." Wu Xiao felt very strange, why the villagers threw out the information all at once, and they didn't see anything wrong.

"Impossible, young master, half of the map in your hand is hidden in two coffins. It is very complicated to find it, and even more complicated to open it."

"Is it hidden in the ruby ​​crystal coffin?" Wu Xiao stared at the talking grandfather.

"The big man didn't say anything."

"Anyone else?"

"It was he who asked Nancun to guard Xihuang Mountain for generations, waiting for your arrival, young master, and then asked you to start the 'Xihuang Celebration'."

Wu Xiao finally understood what the old man said.

That is, a big man said that Nancun should guard Xihuang Mountain and wait for a person with a map in his hand to appear. The person with this map in his hand is their young master.

Wu Xiao struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask questions.

How to start the Western Emperor Celebration?

What happened to the bronze door?

What happened to the void vines?

As a result, I don't know when I ask three questions.

Wu Xiao talked about the unlucky things he had experienced these days, and they didn't know what happened?

Chatting and chatting, night falls.

The villagers happily prepared dinner, Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang did not refuse, and ate with the villagers.

after eating.

Wu Xiao walked to a corner of Nancun,

Finding that the villagers didn't pay attention to him, he started to contact Li Ming.

She has been holding back for a day, and she has too many questions to ask.

"Did you ask me to come to Xihuang Mountain?" Wu Xiao thought about it carefully, no matter how the big man in the mouth of the villagers of Nancun looked like Li Ming.

"It's not me, it's really not me."

Li Ming naturally saw what the villagers of Nancun and Wu Xiao said, and he also suspected that it was his own arrangement.

But it really wasn't him.

He has no memory of it.

How could he be so idle, still laying out, eating enough to support him?

Dare to say, the person who made the layout must have a brain problem.

It is obviously very simple, but it has to be so complicated, as if he is worried that someone will harm him.

The person who made the layout must be an old silver coin, maybe it's somewhere at this time?

Wu Xiao asked: "I don't know how the Xihuang Ceremony will start, but do you know?"

"How could I know?" Li Ming shook his head, thought for a while, and sent out a few words: "Why don't you go to that mountain tomorrow to see, maybe you can find some information?"

"That's the only way to go. All the information points to the Western Emperor Mountain and the Western Emperor's celebration. I have a hunch that as long as we figure it out, the mystery will be revealed."

"Then come on, figure it out and tell me."

"Let me tell you, if it turns out that you did it, I will definitely kill you." Wu Xiao rolled his eyes and said.

"It can't be me, if it's me, I'll broadcast live and wash my hair upside down."

Wu Xiao rested her cheeks, her face full of doubts: "I can understand washing my hair upside down, what is a live broadcast?"

Li Ming panicked, explaining to her what live broadcasting is, Wu Xiao finally understood the meaning of live broadcasting, giggling.

She looks good when she smiles, like a blooming green lotus, holy and beautiful.

Li Ming looked at her, and couldn't help but smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly frowned, because several streamers appeared in the sky above Nancun.

"Li Ming, there is a shooting star passing by, so beautiful, did you see it?" Wu Xiao stood up, pointing to the sky and said.

"I see, have you noticed a problem, the meteor is heading towards you."

"..." Wu Xiao's face darkened, "When will this unlucky physique become big?"

The shooting star in the night sky is heading towards Nancun, towards her.

The villagers of Nan Village also felt something, they came out to wait and see, saw that the meteor was about to fall, and were about to make a move, they saw a beautiful white figure jumping up.

Fist out.

The night sky was bright blood red.

The blood-red spiritual power turned into fists all over the sky, blasting the falling meteors, like fireworks blooming in the void, but it still looks pretty.

After blowing up the meteor, Wu Xiao calmed down and returned to the ground.

The villagers looked at her with twinkling eyes and adored faces.

Zuo Xiang looked at her with a strange face, as if the queen's temper had become more irritable.

That's right, can you not be irritable?

Think about what you have encountered these days.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have died a hundred times already.

Seeing everyone looking at her, she was a little embarrassed, and blushed back to the room arranged by the villagers to rest.

Zuo Xiang also came in, and saw the queen waved her hand, and a coffin appeared on the ground.

"This is you?" Prime Minister Zuo was full of doubts.

"Tonight you sleep in the bed, I sleep in the coffin, good night."

The Queen lifted the lid of the coffin as she spoke, and just lay down in front of her, and then closed the lid of the coffin very skillfully.

Zuo Xiang froze in place, suddenly felt that the Queen's hobby became strange.

How can anyone sleep in a coffin?

There is something wrong with my brain.

Did the unlucky encounters these days drive the queen sister crazy?

It shouldn't be so, she has always been able to bear it very well, if Zuo Xiang couldn't figure it out, he didn't bother her, just let her be quiet for a while.

Lying on the couch to rest.

In the middle of the night, Wu Xiao, who was still chatting with Li Ming, suddenly heard a bang, something must have collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Xiang's thunderous voice came out.

"Sister Queen, I will hack you to death."

Wu Xiao lifted a corner of the coffin.

Seeing that the couch Zuo Xiang was sleeping on collapsed, she was clamped around the waist by the broken bed board.

"It's not my bad luck that affects you, it's the bed that collapsed by itself, and it's none of my business." Wu Xiao said softly and quickly closed the coffin lid.

...

the next day.

Villagers in Nancun saw Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang coming out of it.

Seeing that Xiang Zuo was supporting his waist, his mental state was not good, as if he had been tortured by something last night, he couldn't help but look at Wu Xiao a few more times.

Half an hour later, Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang headed to Xihuang Mountain together under the guidance of the grandfather.

The villager Er Fool, who was a bit out of his mind, followed after biting a piece of sugarcane.

"What kind of fairy method is he, how can he be cut into so many pieces and still be safe?" Zuo Xiang looked at the old man, and at the same time looked at Ersha who was biting the sugar cane.

The old man said: "He is born with it, even if he is chopped into a pulp, he will not die. I know exactly what it is."

"Nonsense, what is born, this is obviously a magical skill." Ersha bit the sugarcane, looked at the old man with wise eyes, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"What magical skill?" Zuo Xiang asked.

"The human body is dominated by spirit, qi, and blood power. As long as you control your own spirit and energy, you can dominate the blood and force. As long as the spirit and energy are present, everything in the world can be decomposed and reconstructed."

The old man said: "Don't listen to his nonsense, this man is recognized as the second idiot in the village, he often cuts himself, obviously self-mutilation, he actually said that he was testing something, anyway, just listen to what he says, don't believe it. "

"Mother, believe it or not."

Ersha spat out a mouthful of bagasse, and said with a smile: "I have taken in an apprentice, and I have already taught him my magical skills. He said that he will come to pick me up if I become famous."

The old man snorted and said, "You mean that liar, right?"

"What's going on?" Wu Xiao asked.

The old man said slowly.

It is said that many years ago, a man broke into Nancun by accident, and Ersha got along well with him, so he accepted young people as apprentices.

To his surprise, the young man kowtowed and recognized him as his master.

Before leaving, Ersha stole the walking stick of Uncle Wang who had a broken leg next door and gave it to him.

He also stole one of his gourds, which made one of the seven gourds he planted missing.

The young man was very excited, and said that he would definitely repay him a hundred times in the future. At that time, Ersha stood on a wooden stake, put it on, and said, good boy, if you don't become number one in the world, don't come to me.

I really didn't see him after that.

Finish listening to the story.

The left minister asked: "The crutches and gourds, you didn't stop them, and let him take them away?"

The old man was helpless: "It was after the young man left that we found out that the crutches and gourds were stolen, but it doesn't matter, they are all insignificant things, not worth mentioning."

Ersha, who was biting the sugarcane, cursed and said: "What stealing, can the work of a scholar be called stealing?"

"Do you think he deserves a beating?"

"A little bit." Zuo Xiang nodded, he really deserved a beating, and Wu Xiao also smiled.

"Tch, wait until my apprentice is number one in the world, and I'll beat you to death." Ersha didn't care, and said arrogantly with his face upturned, "According to my inference, my apprentice will become invincible with both hands in the future and suppress Huanyu."

"What's your apprentice's name?"

Wu Xiao asked, she wanted to know if there was such a character in Dongsheng.

Wu Xiao's question made Ersha suddenly stunned. He didn't remember until now, and forgot to ask his name.

...

Wan Yao Country, the south.

The wine gourd is sitting on a white stone, holding a crutch in his arms, drinking the wine in the wine gourd.

"Master, it's so difficult to be number one in the world."

The wine gourd drank the wine and sighed. Now Dongsheng has a large number of talents, and many talents are fighting for hegemony in this prosperous age.

He is like a duckweed, drifting in the prosperous age.

He felt that during the years he spent in Dongsheng, he might as well have lived in that small village.

Back then, he accidentally broke into a small village and stayed there for a few months. It was a few months that he benefited a lot. There, he met a very smart person.

He didn't know why people in Nancun called him the second fool.

Only he knows that this twelve- or thirteen-year-old child has great wisdom, and if he reveals a little bit of knowledge, it is enough for him to comprehend and enjoy.

So do not hesitate to pay homage to the teacher.

The master taught him a magical technique.

He called this move "Rebirth of Flesh and Blood".

The "shen" and "qi" used to dominate the "blood" and "strength" in the body, and the "essence" is used as a traction to reconstruct itself.

It was this trick that saved him many times.

It's a pity that his comprehension is not yet at home, and he can't do whatever he wants and divide equally like his master.

You can even use your body as a "building block".

This is the realm he wants.

However, he still can't comprehend it.

Even if he realizes it, he can't be number one in the world, and if he can't be number one in the world, he won't be ashamed to see him.

"Master, aren't you embarrassing me?"

The wine gourd was drinking, his face full of pain.

However, what made him even more sad was that he forgot to ask the master's name before leaving.

I just remember that the villagers called him the second fool.

It certainly wasn't his name.

...

Er Sha, who was originally biting sugarcane and happily, was not happy at all at this time, and he didn't even know the name of his apprentice.

What this master did was not qualified at all.

"Stupid." The old man smiled, "If he didn't tell you his name, I knew you were cheated."

The second fool was so angry that his seven orifices smoked, and said: "No, I have to go out and beat him up, how dare you lie to me."

As he was about to go down the mountain, the old man said, "You don't even know his name, how can you find him?"

Ersha was like a discouraged ball, listless and depressed, the sugar cane he was biting suddenly became less sweet.

He was so angry that he threw the sugar cane out.

With a bang, a mountain in the distance was exploded by the sugarcane he threw.

Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang were secretly surprised that this pure physical strength was so strong.

Only the old man took it for granted, because any three-year-old in the village could do it, so there was nothing surprising.

"Second idiot, first accompany me to the West Emperor Mountain. When the time comes, I will go out with you and try my luck to see if I can find him."

"it is good."

Ersha quickly recovered his expression, and became heartless again.

The group of them continued to go. On the way, Wu Xiao and Zuo Xiang were listening to the old man telling stories. He talked a lot and kept talking.

Talking and talking, finally came to the foot of the mysterious Xihuang Mountain.