The majestic palaces were all built with black boulders. The snowstorm that filled the sky seemed to be unable to affect the huge buildings that were built on the mountain at all.
Living Buddha Ba Siba crossed the snowfield step by step and came to the front of the huge palace. Even though his cultivation had reached the peak of Level Nine and was only one step away from the Mysterious Realm, in this extremely cold environment, it was very exhausting. After entering the range of the palace, he was obviously relieved. A trace of redness flashed across his pale face. Then, he panted heavily. Although he tried his best to suppress his breathing frequency, in this extremely quiet environment, his heavy breathing was exceptionally clear.
It was very quiet here. Although it was only a step away, this step was like the end of the world!
The snowstorm outside was blocked by an invisible barrier. No matter how strong the wind was, how fast the snow was, or how the thunder roared in the sky, it could not penetrate this seemingly invisible but extremely stable barrier.
Ba Siba stood on the last step of the palace. He raised his head and looked up. The hundreds of feet high stairs were in front of him. Looking further up, there was a huge horizontal board with the words "Dragon Thunder Palace" written on it.
Dragon Thunder Palace!
Very few people knew about this mysterious building located in the Far North Snowfield. Only those who stood at the top of the world knew of such a mysterious existence. In fact, this mysterious palace had existed in this world since ancient times, but it had never interfered with anything in this world.
Whether it was the replacement of a dynasty or the rise and fall of a nation, it had nothing to do with him. The purpose of its existence seemed to be to sit in front of this huge black mountain range and watch the sun set and the stars sink in the sky!
"Snow Mountain Great Wheel Temple Ba Siba pays his respects to Thunder Dragon Venerable!" Standing outside the big black iron gate, Ba Siba took a deep breath. He did not have the demeanor of a legendary grandmaster. Instead, he was like a little apprentice, standing respectfully at the door and waiting quietly. After a while, the iron gate opened with a squeak. A child of about 12 or 13 years old walked out and looked at Ba Siba up and down. "Venerable invites you in!"
"Thank you!" Ba Siba put his palms together and followed the little Daoist boy into the Dragon Thunder Palace.
The interior of the Dragon Thunder Palace was even bigger than it looked from the outside. Nine pillars with a diameter of more than a hundred feet supported the entire palace. The pillars were engraved with complicated pictures of clouds, strange beasts, birds, gods, and demons. Ba Siba and the little Daoist boy walked inside like two ants moving slowly. They walked past the spacious hall and came to a room with a weak light flickering in it. The Daoist boy stopped.
"Venerable, please come in. Master, please!"
Ba Siba nodded and pushed open the door.
This room wasn't big. Compared to the hall outside, it was like heaven and earth.
Looking at it, it was like an ordinary guest room in a medium-sized inn. The furnishings inside were also very simple. There was a cloud bed with a futon on it and a stone table. On the stone table, there was an oil lamp. Under the dim light, two people were immersed in a bitter battle.
One person was wearing a black robe with purple thunder patterns embroidered on it. His black hair was neatly combed and his face was about 32 or 33 years old. The most eye-catching thing was his two silver eyebrows, like swords, straight to his temples. He was Thunder Dragon Venerable that Ba Siba came to find. His opponent was a golden-robed man. This golden-robed man was the strange person that Junior Leopard met that day on Maojiang who was sitting cross-legged in the thunder.
The chess game had already entered the middle stage, and the two sides were locked in a stalemate. Thunder Dragon Venerable's attack was sharp, but the person sitting opposite him had a watertight defense!
"Bigwheel Temple Ba …!"
"Bigwheel Temple has 13 Living Buddhas. You are the only one who chose to enter the secular world for cultivation. You are also the only one who didn't step into the Metaphysic Realm!" Without waiting for him to finish, Thunder Dragon Venerable interrupted him. Speaking till here, he gently raised his head and looked at Ba Siba. In his deep eyes, a strange color flashed. "Interesting. If you can become a Buddha immediately, then you will be the most successful one among the 13 Living Buddhas of Bigwheel Temple. What a pity …!"
"Venerable is too kind. Ba Siba is only the most useless one among the senior and junior brothers. This time …!"
"I already understand your purpose. However, I can't help you!" Thunder Dragon Venerable once again interrupted Ba Siba's words. A trace of a bitter smile flashed across his face. He pointed at the golden-robed man sitting opposite him and said, "Even if I want to help you, I am powerless. Unless, you can ask this person to leave!"
The bitterness on Ba Siba's face deepened as he looked at the golden-robed man.
"Don't look at me. It's useless to look at me. Do you think I like to come to this desolate place? Phew. I shouldn't care about this matter. However, I lost to Fate Creation Boy last time, so I owe him a favor. I have no choice but to come. If you want to find him, go find Fate Creation Boy!" The golden-robed man didn't even raise his eyes. He was completely focused on the chess game. He held a black chess piece in his hand and swept his eyes across the chessboard. He said lightly, "You are from Bigwheel Temple. Why don't you go to Bigwheel Temple and ask for help? There are 12 Living Buddhas there. Each of them has the cultivation of the Metaphysic Realm. If you can ask them, this matter is actually easy to solve! "
"If he could ask Bigwheel Temple, he wouldn't have crossed the Snow Plain and looked for me!" Thunder Dragon Venerable sighed. "You have to know that in my body flows the blood of the grassland people!"
"Bullsh * t. Your tribe was exterminated 850 years ago. At that time, I didn't even see you fart. Now you are telling me that the blood of the grassland flows in your body. What do you mean?!"
"Nothing!" Thunder Dragon Venerable smiled bitterly and continued to play chess, no longer saying anything.
"Sir Venerable!"
"I said, don't look for me!"
"If I remember correctly, 13,000 years ago, it was the people from Dragon Thunder Palace who established the Tribal Alliance on the grassland. It was also the root of the disaster for the grassland crisis today. If not for Dragon Thunder Palace …!"
"He is just a discarded disciple of Dragon Thunder Palace. He can't be called a member of Dragon Thunder Palace!"
"But he used the martial arts of the Dragon Thunder Palace. His exceptional cultivation was brought out from the Dragon Thunder Palace. If I remember correctly, this is not in accordance with the rules of the Dragon Thunder Palace. Even if he is an abandoned disciple of the Dragon Thunder Palace, when he leaves, his martial arts should be taken back!"
"I lose!" Thunder Dragon Venerable raised his head, looked at the golden-robed man, and admitted defeat.
"Another round!" The golden-robed man waved his sleeves. The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard flew up and landed in front of both parties.
"Don't worry, I won't leave Dragon Thunder Palace!" Thunder Dragon Venerable smiled. "But what he said is right. This matter started from my Dragon Thunder Palace. No matter what, my Dragon Thunder Palace must give him an explanation!"
"Then explain. As long as you don't leave Dragon Thunder Palace, even if you pass on all your cultivation to this guy, it has nothing to do with me!" The golden-robed man laughed coldly. His goal was only to play chess with Thunder Dragon Venerable and ensure that he would not leave the Dragon Thunder Palace. As for what he was doing in the Dragon Thunder Palace, he could not be bothered. Could it be that he really wanted him to have a match with Thunder Dragon Venerable?
Hearing Thunder Dragon Venerable's tone, Ba Siba's heart relaxed slightly. He looked at Thunder Dragon Venerable with eyes full of expectation.
"You monk, you are interesting. You have been worshipped on the grassland for so many years, but you still haven't figured it out. It is impossible for me to save the grassland. Even if I agree, I don't have the ability. But you, as one of the three Grandmasters of the grassland, you can take action after receiving so many years of worship!"
"My spirit is willing, but my strength is insufficient!" Ba Siba smiled bitterly.
"Yes, the spirit is willing, but the strength is insufficient. I am the same!" Thunder Dragon Venerable smiled bitterly and pointed at the golden-robed man in front of him. "How about this, you can't take away the people of Dragon Thunder Palace, nor can you take away the items of Dragon Thunder Palace. However, I have a Heavenly Dragon Divine Elixir here. I obtained it from the Tian Long Taoism of the Central Plains when I was traveling around the world. You can take this elixir away. As for whether you use it or not, I don't care!"
As he spoke, a black light flew out from his robe and landed in front of Ba Siba. Ba Siba stretched out his hand to receive it. Looking at the black elixir in his palm, his eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.
"Amitabha, if I don't enter hell, who will? Ba Siba thanks Venerable for your generosity!" As he spoke, he swallowed the Heavenly Dragon Divine Elixir without hesitation. He bowed to Thunder Dragon Venerable and left the Dragon Thunder Palace.
"This monk, what a pity!"
After Ba Siba left the Dragon Thunder Palace, the golden-robed man finally raised his head from the chessboard. Looking at the direction in which he disappeared, he sighed softly. "If he was given more time, perhaps he could really achieve enlightenment and become a Buddha!"
"It's a pity that you didn't give him a chance!" Thunder Dragon Venerable laughed.
"I said it before, it has nothing to do with me!" The golden-robed man's gaze returned to the chessboard. "That's right, I sent out the Nine Changes of Heavenly Birds!"
"What?!" Thunder Dragon Venerable stared at the golden-robed man suspiciously. "Nine Changes of Heavenly Birds, have you found a suitable successor? Don't blame me for not warning you. If you entrust it to the wrong person and cause his orthodoxy to be lost, you won't have a good time either! "
"Don't worry, he's an interesting guy!" The golden-robed man seemed to have thought of something interesting. He put down a chess piece and laughed. "I believe that with his talent, it's enough to inherit the Nine Changes of Heavenly Birds. I just don't know how far he can go!"
"Now that the world is in turmoil, it's not a good time!"
"This is the best time. If he can't even see through this point, I'll take back the Nine Changes of Heavenly Birds!" The golden-robed man said softly. "Don't worry, I won't hand over his orthodoxy to an idiot!"
"That's good too. At least there's one less thing to worry about!" Thunder Dragon Venerable laughed. Following that, a new battle was about to begin.
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The cold wind whistled. The angry gale brought along egg-sized hailstones as they smashed down from the sky. Not to mention ordinary people, even martial arts masters would find it hard to travel in such a snowy day.
On the grassland, a few figures were approaching from afar. Among these figures, the youngest was only three or four years old, stumbling with difficulty in the wind and snow. The oldest was a youth of fifteen or sixteen years old. His face was clean and pure, and the wind and snow that filled the sky seemed to have no effect on him. Whether it was wind, snow, or hail, as long as they fell within ten feet of him, they would be dispelled by an invisible force, no longer posing a threat to them.
These were the seven children that Junior Leopard and he brought out from the Whitemoon Tribe. There were four boys and three girls. The oldest was only nine years old and the youngest was still in swaddling clothes. Junior Leopard wasn't a philanthropist, but the price that the Whitemoon Tribe offered was something he couldn't reject. He also wouldn't be childish enough to make things difficult for a group of children. Therefore, from the Whitemoon Tribe, Junior Leopard took care of these seven children. At least, it wasn't an easy task to hold up a layer of protective cover around him.
However, the snowy and hailstones were too big. Junior Leopard didn't have Ba Siba's heaven-defying cultivation. If he was alone, it wouldn't matter. However, with the addition of seven children who didn't know anything, it was a little troublesome.
"Damn it, I can't go on like this. If I didn't have the support of External Elixir, I'm afraid I'd be dead by now!"
Junior Leopard helplessly stopped and looked at the few children behind him. The oldest boy's gaze was still filled with deep-rooted hatred. As for the youngest and the three girls, they could only fight against the ice and snow under their feet. Under Junior Leopard's protection, the surrounding snowy wind and snow couldn't do anything to them. However, the snow under their feet was very thick and it was very strenuous for them to walk.
"Kid, don't look at me like that. You've only learned some superficial punches and kicks. You can't kill me at all. Even if your luck is against the heavens and you can kill me, in this snowy wind and snow, without my protection, the few of you will die!" Looking at the boy's neck, Junior Leopard sneered and added, "You can be unafraid of death. However, if the few of you die, your entire Whitemoon Tribe will really be exterminated, destroyed!"
Just one sentence made the boy lower his head. He didn't say a word, but his body was slightly trembling.
"Really a hopeless fool!" Junior Leopard sighed in his heart. When he was at this age, he had already killed a Level Eight expert. That scheming and that luck, how could these few kids in front of him compare? However, it was precisely because of his childhood experience that he was extra careful. Otherwise, if he really failed miserably and fell into the hands of these few kids, he would lose a lot of face.
Stopping his footsteps, Junior Leopard turned around and looked at the few children. "I say, the snowy wind here is really too heavy. Do you know if there's any place nearby where we can avoid the snowy wind and snow?"
"I don't know!" The little boy stiffened his neck and said stiffly.
Junior Leopard didn't look at him. Instead, he shifted his gaze to the other few kids. "Go, go further south. After a while, we'll reach the Devil Valley. There, we can avoid the snow!"
The one who spoke was a little girl, about five or six years old. She was still holding a small baby in her arms. Her voice was very soft, very thin, and her tone seemed to be a little hesitant.
Junior Leopard had long noticed this little girl because she had been holding the baby for a full five hours. Junior Leopard believed that her hands were already numb, but she still didn't let go. Not only that, in this sky full of snow, she was also afraid that the baby would freeze. She took off her leather robe and wrapped it around the baby's body. However, she was so cold that she was shivering. If it wasn't for the protection of Junior Leopard's Internal Qi, she would have already turned into a corpse.
"Who allowed you to say that!"
As soon as the voice fell, the little boy jumped up and pushed the girl onto the snowy ground. The little girl screamed and tightly held the baby in her arms.
"Pa!" With a light sound, the little boy was slapped far away by Junior Leopard's sleeve. He rolled on the snowy ground and was out of the protection of Junior Leopard's Internal Qi.
The strong wind blew and egg-sized hailstones poured down. Within a few breaths, the little boy's head was bleeding. He couldn't even stand up from the snowy ground.
"This isn't a place where you can be unreasonable!" Junior Leopard gently lifted his hand and pulled up the little girl who had fallen to the ground. A warm current flowed through her body in an instant, dispelling all the coldness in her body. She could no longer feel a trace of coldness.
"Your Excellency, I beg you, please save him!" The little girl looked at Junior Leopard with a pleading look in her eyes.
"He pushed you just now. Why are you still speaking up for him?!"
"He, he is my, my man!" It was rare for the little girl to be able to blush at this moment.
"Your man?!" Junior Leopard was obviously stunned for a moment. "Little girl, don't tell me that the child in your arms is the child of the two of you?!"
"No, no, no, he is, he is my, my brother!" The little girl's face became redder and she shook her head like a rattle drum.
"Alright, for your sake, I'll save his life!" Junior Leopard said with a smile. He gently raised his hand and grabbed the boy, who was almost frozen and unconscious after being hit by the hailstones. "But, from today on, he is not your man!"
"Ah?!" The little girl exclaimed. She raised her head and looked at Junior Leopard in astonishment. Obviously, she didn't understand what Junior Leopard meant.
"This boy is impulsive and violent. He doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Even if I don't kill him, with his temper, he won't live long. I see that you have just been engaged to him. Let me make the decision and dissolve the engagement between you two. How about that?!"
The little girl stared blankly at Junior Leopard. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
"Well, boy, don't pretend to be dead. I have already dispelled the chill in your body. With your physique, you should have woken up long ago!" Junior Leopard kicked the little boy who was lying on the ground. "Get up. You won't die from such a small injury. You have heard what I said. If you agree, then nod. If you don't agree, then die. Everyone here is a witness!"
The little boy climbed up from the ground. His head was full of blood and his small face looked somewhat ferocious. The resentment in his eyes was even more intense than before.
Junior Leopard turned a blind eye to it. With a touch of coldness at the corner of his mouth, he said, "Nod or die. Choose one!"
Without any hesitation, the little boy nodded his head and didn't speak again.
"Well, wipe off the blood on your body. Little girl, you lead the way. Let's go to the Devil Valley!"
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The Devil Valley was a canyon!
The reason why it was called the Devil Valley wasn't because there were demons inside. Instead, it was because there were many cracks between the mountain rocks in the canyon. As a result, whenever the wind blew through those cracks, it would emit waves of mournful sounds. It was like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves. The nearby grassland herdsmen didn't understand this logic. They only thought that there were demons inside. Over time, the name Devil Valley came into being.
In fact, after so many years, there were many people who had entered the Devil Valley. Everyone knew that it was just a special canyon. There wasn't any danger. At most, it could only be used to scare children.
In the nearby tribes, there were also some children who were naturally bold. They took pride in entering and exiting the Devil Valley. Hence, the Devil Valley had a very high status in the hearts of these children. At the very least, it was a very good place to play.
Since it was a canyon, it was naturally a place to shelter from the wind and snow. Hence, after Junior Leopard understood the situation clearly, he didn't hesitate to bring the group of children to the Devil Valley.
As he walked, he observed the expressions of these children.
These children were all brought out by him from the Whitemoon Tribe. Logically speaking, everyone had a hostile relationship. If it was someone else, or in the novels that Junior Leopard had read in the past, he would have killed them. In Junior Leopard's imagination, this should be the result.
However, when he personally faced this problem, Junior Leopard couldn't bear to do it. He wasn't a cold-blooded killer. Even though he had killed many people, those who he killed were all martial arts experts or even experts. He couldn't bear to kill these defenseless children. Moreover, he didn't think that these children could pose a threat to him.
The oldest was only seven or eight years old, and the youngest was still in swaddling clothes. The other four were between three, four, and five years old. As long as he manipulated them well, when these children grew up, they wouldn't remember their origins, and they wouldn't pose any threat to him!
Of course, this was only his conjecture. Who knew if there were any geniuses among these people who could clearly remember everything from birth to death?
It was as if Xue Wuya didn't know that he possessed the Fiery Eyes and had the ability to kill him.
Now, Junior Leopard didn't know anything.
Hence, he needed to add some insurance!
He wanted to reduce the threat of this group of children to the lowest possible level.
This kind of thinking made Junior Leopard feel that it was a little unimaginable. A 16-year-old Level Five expert, a monster with the ability to kill a Level Seven or Eight expert with a Level Four cultivation, would be afraid of a group of children who had no martial arts and whose families had already been exterminated. Their futures and lives were all in his hands.
"Damn it, I'm really a little too sensitive!" Junior Leopard laughed at himself in his heart. However, Xue Wuya's experience left a deep impression on him.
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