Chapter 336 Celebration

Elder Hai was beheaded, and the surrounding Guiyuan Sect guarding disciples who witnessed this scene were all filled with fear. Their fighting spirit instantly dissipated, and they no longer struggled with the mining slave monks they were fighting with, but turned and ran away.

The nearby mining slave monks saw Yuan Ming's heroic performance in killing Jiedan. At this time, they were like chicken blood. They all shouted excitedly and killed the fleeing guards.

As these people chased and fled, the news that Elder Hai was killed soon spread throughout the mine. The battle situation, which was almost one-sided, collapsed even more quickly at this moment.

Seeing that the battle situation was settled and there was no need for him to take any more action, Yuan Ming ordered Huazhi and the others to disperse to assist the mining slaves, while he collected Elder Hai's body and storage bag and descended to his four-story building.

He searched all the treasures in Elder Hai's residence from top to bottom, but perhaps because this place was only Elder Hai's residence in the mine, not his private cave, there were not many good things in the building. , not much worth paying attention to.

Soon, Yuan Ming came to the basement through the secret door. As the place where Elder Hai spent the longest time on weekdays, many elixirs and spiritual liquids of unknown purposes were stored here, as well as books recording his experimental experiences.

Yuan Ming put all these away, and then walked to the ice house where the severed limbs were stored. Even though he already knew what was inside, he still couldn't help but frown.

He skipped this room and continued forward, reaching the deepest hall.

Among the countless cages, only the monsters remained, while in those cages that once held monks, nothing remained.

Yuan Ming looked around. Since Elder Hai often fed the flesh and blood of losers, although the monster beasts here were imprisoned, their ferocity was not lost. In order to prevent these monster beasts from escaping and causing trouble, he directly took action and killed them one by one. .

Then, he controlled the magic weapon, destroying everything here, and destroying the pillars supporting the basement, and finally returned to the ground before the basement collapsed.

Without support, the four-story building swayed and eventually collapsed.

In the center of the mine, the dust and mud smoke raised by the collapse of high-rise buildings swayed upwards with a huge sound, illuminated by firelight everywhere, like fireworks celebrating the liberation of the mining slaves, and like the afterglow of the setting sun, representing the Guiyuan Sect. For the end of rule here.

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In the middle of the night, the commotion in the mine gradually subsided, and the Guiyuan Sect monks fled to death. Now the only ones left in the mine are the slaves they captured.

The monks who had regained their freedom could have left right now, but most of them stayed spontaneously after venting their anger, just to see the one who fought alone and gave them the chance of freedom. benefactor.

Behind them are hundreds of mortal mine slaves.

Yuan Ming stood on the ruins of a four-story building, looking at the monks and mortals gathered around. Seeing the expressions of gratitude, wonder, or exploration on their faces, he slowly said:

"When I first embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, like you, I was also a captive slave of a certain sect, trapped in the vast mountains without freedom."

"During the countless days and nights in captivity, I was always thinking about breaking free from the shackles and regaining control of my life and future. But it was so difficult to resist. Those enslavers would use various means to paralyze us, corrupt us, and make us intoxicated. For the favor that leaked from their hands, they accepted the rules they set, and they willingly accepted slavery toward a future that they deliberately left behind that could never be realized. "

"Fortunately, like you, I received the help of a noble person. Not only did I get rid of my status as a slave, but I also have the cultivation and strength I have today. I am very grateful to her, but I often wonder why she wants to help Me? Is it just because she once read the words I wrote when I was a mortal? "

"And today, I stand here, looking at you, recalling the past, and finally figured out the answer."

"Frankly speaking, I discovered this mine because by chance, I found a friend trapped here. I originally thought of just rescuing him quietly, but when I actually came here, But I met some people and things, and found that you also long for freedom like me back then, and are even willing to sacrifice your life for it. To be honest, I am very touched. "

Among the crowd, Xu Che looked at Yuan Ming on the ruins, with light shining in his eyes.

Yuan Ming also looked at him at this time, nodded slightly, and then continued:

"The road to immortality is long. We monks practice hard, either for immortality, status, or dignity. In the final analysis, they are all derived from the yearning for a free world. Since God cannot trap us in Naturally, there won’t be any monks in the mortal body who can imprison us under iron chains!”

"Perhaps some of you have become numb to reality, but there are more people who have not been dulled by shackles and still dare to show their fangs to those who stand in their way, roaring unwilling to accept mediocrity."

When Zhou Peng heard these words, his expression was a little moved, his lips wriggled twice, but in the end he only let out an old sigh.

However, Yuan Ming did not look at him, but pointed to the ruins at his feet and continued to speak loudly:

"This is the reason why I help you. Perhaps it is also the reason why my noble man lends a helping hand to me. But everyone, please remember that I am the one who knocked down this tall building, but it is I who overturned this mine. But it’s yourselves.”

"Now, everyone, celebrate, for your own victory and for the freedom of each of us."

As the words fell, the entire mine was suddenly plunged into a sea of ​​jubilation. The monks cheered and shouted, venting the anger of being imprisoned for these years, and some mortals even began to worship.

Some of them were so excited that their faces flushed, some couldn't help crying when they recalled the past, and some looked up at Yuan Ming and admired his strength and integrity, but without exception, everyone was grateful and respected Yuan Ming from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly felt that countless wishes gushed out from the monks and mortal miners in front of him, rushing towards his right arm.

The wishes that emerged from the monks were different from those of mortals. Every strand of them carried a breath that was a hundred times stronger than before, but unfortunately, perhaps because they did not believe in Yuan Ming, the wishes they could provide were not continuous. The time that each person could provide wishes was different, but there was almost a limit.

As the power of will surged, the mark of the incense burner on Yuan Ming's right arm suddenly became hot. Although the Heaven Stealing Cauldron did not appear, it still helped Yuan Ming absorb the power of will.

But Yuan Ming was still unable to actively use the power of will stored in the cauldron. Seeing this, he became anxious and immediately ordered the soul that had just flown back to his body to run at full speed to absorb all the power of will that surged to the Heaven Stealing Cauldron. He then sat cross-legged on the spot, and the main soul absorbed the power of will purified by the soul of the soul, and quickly practiced the "Underworld Moon Art".

In front of the ruins, Xu Che and others listened to Yuan Ming's speech just now. At this time, they all wanted to talk to Yuan Ming. It can be seen that Yuan Ming suddenly sat cross-legged, and they were all a little confused.

"Don't worry, everyone, the master just had an epiphany. He will talk to you when he completely digests the epiphany." At this time, Zuo Qinghui came forward to explain.

In order to maintain the vitality of Zuo Qinghui's body, Yuan Ming's soul in his body was never used easily. At this time, it can handle some things on behalf of the main soul.

After listening to Zuo Qinghui's explanation, Xu Che and others nodded, and their doubts were resolved. However, She Yu suddenly glanced at Yuan Ming who was sitting cross-legged, and laughed softly.

"I am also a little curious. Fellow Taoist Zuo fought for our freedom. Why are you willing to serve him as your master?"

"The relationship between the master and me is closer than you think. Besides, the master has never restricted my actions. It is up to me to leave or stay. How can I not be free?" Zuo Qinghui said.

Xu Che asked: "By the way, Fellow Taoist Zuo, when we talk to your master later, how should we call him? Or should we call him the Dark Moon God?"

"The master's real name is Yuan Ming. You can just call him Fellow Taoist. He doesn't care about these." Zuo Qinghui replied.

Hearing this, Xu Che was stunned: "Yuan Ming... Could it be that he is the author of "Childish Stories"? "

"Yes, speaking of it, the master's attention to you is not unrelated to the content of your soliloquy that night." Zuo Qinghui smiled.

Xu Che recalled his performance that night, laughed twice, and stopped talking.

While they were talking, Yuan Ming's cultivation also reached a white-hot stage.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the mighty soul power surged, forming a huge vortex, frantically devouring the will power refined by the soul division to strengthen itself.

And with the rapid growth of soul power, soon, Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness was filled with soul power, including the main soul and the soul division, as if immersed in the sea water, submerged under the soul power.

But the next moment, the soul power that filled the entire sea of ​​consciousness suddenly subsided. Obviously, the soul division was still providing will power all the time, but the speed of soul power subsiding increased, and soon it retreated to half of the position.

At this moment, a round of flawless white light like a full moon, like a bright moon rising slowly from the sea of ​​soul power.

Yuan Ming's soul sat cross-legged in the light circle, like a carefully carved jade statue, no matter the face or posture, it was the same as Yuan Ming.

As the light ring was completely suspended above the sea of ​​consciousness, in reality, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and his consciousness suddenly spread out, instantly covering the entire mine.

The monks who were celebrating their victory in the mine immediately felt a chill throughout their bodies, as if they were being stared at by some extraordinary existence.

"Don't panic, everyone. I just made a breakthrough by chance, and I forgot to control it for a while."

Yuan Ming's gentle voice sounded in everyone's ears, and then he withdrew his consciousness. Everyone instantly felt relieved and looked at each other. It was just a short moment of contact, and their backs were wet with sweat because of fear.

At this moment, they finally experienced Yuan Ming's power in person, and there was a little more awe in their hearts.