Chapter 1128 Heaven and Earth Are the Guest Houses of All Living Things

Western Region, Daoxian Sect.

In the endless fertile fields, the fight between the two medicinal herbs also ended at this moment.

One stood, blooming, with branches and leaves swaying, shining with starlight.

The other one next to it had withered and fallen, with dry branches and leaves, and withered flowers, as if it was about to merge with the muddy earth.

But... the Poison King was still staring.

He was not looking at the flower that seemed to have won, but at the other one that was gradually merging with the mud.

"Live towards death?"

The Poison King murmured, with a strange light in his eyes.

...

At the same time, in the sky of the Western Region, Li Mengtu's face was pale. As he rushed all the way, his injuries surged in his body, and occasionally he would spurt out blood. No matter how he suppressed it, it reached the critical point.

This battle was the most intense life-and-death struggle in his life.

Although he won by a narrow margin, his injuries were unprecedented.

"I've fought with other stars, and that's the most I've ever experienced."

Li Mengtu murmured. Even though he had won now, he was still frightened by the memories of the previous scenes.

It was this mentality that made him not relax at all now.

"There is never a lack of variables in this world, and variables...especially favor the geniuses."

Li Mengtu took a deep breath. He did not allow variables to appear in this incident, so he knew that his speed was still too slow.

So the next moment, he raised his right hand and pressed it on his forehead. In the roar, his face became abnormally ruddy, as if he had stimulated his potential and burned some of his authority.

In exchange for a faster speed, he moved in an instant.

In this way, in three days, with the help of his own movement and the power of the ancient teleportation array, he finally returned to the Li family before the arrival of the fourth aurora vortex day.

It was not the forbidden land east of the center, but the real ancestral land of the Li family.

Li City!

This city is majestic, huge, prosperous, and has countless monks.

And below the city, deep in the earth, there is an amazing underground palace.

This underground palace is like a separate world.

To be precise, it is indeed so. This is a small world.

There is heaven and earth inside, but there are no living beings.

The whole world is quiet, only the wind whistles here, blowing across rivers, blowing across plains, and blowing on a peak.

On the top of the mountain, there is a wooden house.

The door is closed.

In the yard, there is a furnace tripod, and there are burning incense curling up into the sky, not tilted or slanted in the wind, like a blue cloud rising straight up.

After a long time, the sky of this small world was silent and rippled, and the figure of Li Mengtu stepped out from inside.

After arriving here, he took a deep breath and walked into the yard of the wooden house. Looking at the closed door of the wooden house, his expression was solemn.

Kneeled down.

This place is the holy land of their Li family, and it is the place where the ancestor lived in his later years.

After the ancestor sat in meditation, it became the ancestral hall of their Li family.

According to the clan rules, unless it is the day of ancestor worship, clan members are not allowed to come here at other times.

"I, the descendant of the later generations, Li Mengtu, disturb the peace of our ancestors."

Li Mengtu spoke in a low voice, then touched his forehead to the ground and kowtowed solemnly.

After a while, Li Mengtu stood up, withdrew his eyes from the house, and fell on the furnace in front of him.

This furnace was the goal and focus of his visit this time.

So with a wave of his hand, the scroll that sealed Xu Qing flew out of Li Mengtu's body and went straight to the furnace.

The moment it fell into the furnace, the whole furnace shook violently, and this small world was also shaking in an instant, with a rumbling sound.

Endless flames rose from the ground, rendering the world while the formation was shining.

With the world as the formation and the earth fire as the limit, the furnace was gathered to turn it into a baking furnace to bless the scroll, so that its refining power would surge.

"In this way, it will be foolproof. There is no possibility that Xu Qing will have any changes. He will definitely die!"

Looking at all this, Li Mengtu's heart finally let go.

After bowing to the wooden house in the ancestral hall again, he walked into the sky, ready to leave here and return to the Taoist Immortal Sect to heal his wounds with the help of the rich immortal spirit there.

"When I recover from my injuries and come back here, Xu Qing will have dispersed his spirit into the thick earth, and my inheritance will also return again."

Li Mengtu lowered his head and looked at the furnace again, looking at the scroll inside the furnace.

What exactly is contained in the scroll left by the ancestor of the Li family before he passed away? Most of his descendants only know part of it, not the details.

They just know that this scroll is the treasure of the family and comes from a place called Houtu.

There is the hometown of the ancestor.

They just know that if someone can open it, the lower immortal can also seal it.

Li Mengtu, who can only open the scroll a little at the cost of his life, knows more.

"The body withers and becomes nothing, the soul goes through reincarnation, and is constantly worn away, and finally... the spirit is scattered in the thick earth."

Mumbling, Li Mengtu's body shook and disappeared here.

With his departure, the peace of the small world was broken and fell into the endless roar of flames. This sound... echoed for a long time.

...

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound of thunder seemed to come from the distant sky, passing through the real world and falling into the illusory sky, becoming a muffled thunder.

It exploded in the ears of countless sleeping people in the capital.

Awakening all the people in this city.

It also awakened an old man, who silently opened his eyes and coughed softly.

This sound, to a certain extent, seemed to surpass the thunder, making the mansion where the old man was instantly brightly lit, and countless servants came immediately.

Don't dare to neglect it.

Because the thunder in the sky kills people, it depends on fate.

But the old man kills people, it depends on his mood.

So, his cough is louder than the thunder.

The old man is wearing a precious silk shirt, which shows his noble status.

Although he has white hair, wrinkles on his face, and dark brown age spots, he is very obvious, but the pressure he has developed from being in a high position for a long time can make people ignore the fact that he is dying when they look at him.

Only remember his thunderous wrist in this life.

"What time is it."

The old man said hoarsely.

Dozens of servants who came were cautious, and someone whispered.

"Master, it's four o'clock."

The old man was silent, and lay down again after a while, and spoke lightly.

"Go down."

The servants breathed a sigh of relief and carefully left.

The room became quiet again, and only the muffled thunder outside the sky echoed from time to time.

In the darkness, the old man did not close his eyes. He looked at the darkness, felt the withering of life, felt the weakness he was unwilling to accept, and felt the approach of death.

"I'm old... but I always feel that I seem to have forgotten something."

The old man murmured, and after a long time, he finally closed his eyes.

This is the 79th year of the Tiangui calendar of the Daning Dynasty, the capital of Daning, Tianbao City.

Xu Jinfa, a prime minister who was powerful in the world, assisted Emperor Tiangui to ascend the throne, conquered 25 countries, and opened up the unprecedented foundation of Daning... rode a crane to the west.

This night, thunder continued.

Like reincarnation, it also continued.

It's just that some people in reincarnation can be remembered by history, but more... are just a wave.

Like Xu Hong, who was born in another world on this day.

His father was a businessman, and his lifelong goal was to be a wealthy businessman.

So, the eldest son born in the family tonight has the word Hong.

And Xu Hong did try to fulfill his father's dream in his life. He gave up studying, took over the family business early, and moved towards his ideal.

Day after day, year after year.

On this road, he was kind and generous, and became a great philanthropist in the eyes of others.

But unfortunately, a scam set up by a close person broke his family's dream.

A plague broke his own dream.

His wealth became nothing.

He was separated from his wife and children, extremely miserable, and before he died... he was wrapped in a mat in the city and thrown into a pile of corpses, and burned... cleanly.

Regret...

Xu Shan didn't know, he just felt a little unlucky, so he endured the headache, looked at the burning corpse in front of him, and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

All around him were broken carriages on the official road, gold ingots all over the ground, shivering women, and pairs of greedy eyes in the flames.

He was one of them.

As a bandit on Yunlai Mountain, he was unwilling to do so. After all, he, Mr. Xu San, was used to being free all his life. As a man of the rivers and lakes, he wanted to be free.

Staying on this mountain, robbing passing caravans, occasionally facing life and death, and the result is... others eat meat, and he drinks soup.

He is very impatient with such days.

The point is that his head hurts more and more.

This is a problem from childhood. His mother said that it is growing brain.

He believed it at the time.

But as he grew up, the headache became more and more severe, but the brain did not seem to grow much.

Always being deceived, always being wronged, his mother was also killed by someone, and he seemed to have taken revenge...

I don’t remember it, I just remember that killing is not enough.

So he knocked his head hard, and then bandaged the wound on his leg. Thinking about the knife that the escort gave him before his death, which almost cut his life, Xu Shan felt even more unlucky.

"Find a time to leave here, it’s better to find a doctor to take a closer look at what’s wrong with my brain."

Xu Shan was thinking, a laugh came from a distance, followed by a trembling woman, who was thrown in front of Xu Shan.

"Silly Third, you performed well today. I will give you a wife, how about that?"

Xu Shan was shocked. This sentence made his head seem to stop hurting. At this moment, his breathing was rapid. Looking straight at the trembling woman, he suddenly felt that being a bandit here was not bad.

So he quickly asked the second in command who gave him the reward.

"Ah, thank you..."

A stone came flying and landed on Xu Shan's head.

The force was so strong that Xu Shan felt pain. When he stepped back a few steps, the second in command in his eyes laughed at him.

"Do you really want it?"

Accompanying this sentence, there were countless laughs around.

"No, no..."

Xu Shan also laughed. Under his appearance of not caring, the pain was several times that of his head.

He was in so much pain that he wanted to kill someone, or... kill himself.

So when the group sorted out all the items and went back to the village, he rushed in front of the second in command and stabbed him with a knife in the other's ridicule.

But unfortunately, he missed.

What greeted him was a piercing pain like a storm, and his whole body was like a rag doll with holes all over it, covered in blood.

But before he died, he smiled.

In the shocked eyes of the second in command in front of him, and with the sound of people around him inhaling, he swallowed the meat he had bitten off.

The piece of meat was from the second in command's throat.

The world was blurred.

In this blur, Xu Shan suddenly found that his head didn't hurt anymore, and a sentence that seemed to be out of his memory appeared in his mind.

“Heaven and earth are the guest houses of all living things…”

“What does that mean?”

Xu Shan had never been to school and did not understand. When he tried to figure it out…his life was gone.