When Fugaku saw this ancient god, he raised the metal bucket in his hand. The ancient god looked at him curiously, only to see this quiet and elegant man raise the metal bucket in front of him and drink all the water in the bucket!
"Spirit Sage from Mi Luo Palace's Spirit Official Hall, greets Daoist Xu."
The Dao fruit behind the ancient god's head spun and emitted a clear Dao sound. He asked curiously, "Daoist Xu, the water in your bucket should be the Dao dew from the Tai Yi Dao Tree, right? This Dao dew is the treasure you used to repair Black Mountain, why did you drink it all? "
He couldn't help but laugh, "Seventh Young Master left you here to repair the cracks of the World Tree, to prevent the prehistoric strong practitioners from sneaking in. Yet you drank all the Dao dew, how are you going to explain to him?"
"Actually, I drink it every day."
Fugaku put down the metal bucket and said seriously, "In these thirty years, I have been drinking Dao dew every day, one mountain less every day."
The Spirit Official laughed, "Seventh Young Master doesn't know how to judge people, appointing people based on favoritism. How can he succeed by placing someone who practices favoritism here to guard the World Tree?"
As Fugaku refined the Dao dew, he sized up this ancient god who called himself Spirit Sage. He saw that he was travel-worn and had some morning dew on his body. He must have rushed through the night and arrived outside Black Mountain at night, not entering the mountain at night.
Black Mountain was extremely unique.
At night, the outside world was a terrifying scene of the universe being destroyed, but it would return to normal during the day. Thus, entering the mountain at night was an extremely dangerous thing to do.
It was common knowledge for the residents of Black Mountain not to go out when it was dark. This person called Spirit Sage should also know this common knowledge.
"The reason why I drink a portion of the Dao dew every day is to solve a problem."
Fugaku explained patiently. Actually, he didn't need to explain anything to the Spirit Official's clone, but this was his personality.
When interacting with Fugaku, regardless of friend or foe, one would feel like bathing in the spring breeze. This man was cultured and elegant, humble and considerate. This was where his charm lay.
Everyone who got along with Qin Mu wanted to defeat Qin Mu and trample on Qin Mu. Even his closest relatives wanted to hang him up and give him a good beating.
On the other hand, the people who got along with Fugaku would develop a kind of heartfelt respect for him. They couldn't wait to put down their grudges and drink with him.
"What I want to solve is to turn Ancestral Court into a huge blood sacrifice altar. The dead will be sacrificed to the past universe."
Fugaku was very serious as he said, "Since the ancient times until now, death has been unceasing since the birth of life. Regardless of whether it's a natural disaster or a man-made calamity, the dead have all been turned into energy through blood sacrifice and flowed into the past universe. At this point, the accumulated energy was already extremely terrifying. I was afraid that the young master of Mi Luo Palace would take the opportunity to descend, so I tried drinking a portion of the Dao Dew, releasing a prehistoric stowaway to descend every day. "
The Spirit Official was astonished. He pondered and said, "By doing this, you can indeed solve the problem of energy exchange. However, there is also a drawback. The prehistoric stowaways will go on a killing spree and wreak havoc, causing even more energy to be sacrificed to the past. In this way, wouldn't it speed up the descent of Mi Luo Palace? "
"Therefore, every night, I will face a battle."
Fugaku patiently explained, "Cult Master Qin asked me to guard this place. He only told me to guard this place well. As for the specifics, he didn't explain in detail. I have a lot of room to handle. Therefore, I chose to release a strong practitioner of the past universe every day. As long as they die here before walking out of Black Mountain, they won't trigger the blood sacrifice of Ancestral Court. "
The Spirit Official's expression changed slightly. "How long have you been doing this?"
"From the time Youdu was defeated and Founding Emperor Qin Ye died in battle, it has been 11,742 days."
Fugaku raised his finger to point at the mountain ranges and said, "At the foot of each of these black mountains, there are graves. These are the tombstones I set up for them. Inside are the graves of these prehistoric Dao friends."
The Spirit Official turned his head and looked in the direction of his finger. His expression changed drastically. He saw that the countless mountain peaks on the periphery of Black Mountain were already covered by green vegetation. The trees were dense, and it was no longer as desolate as before. At the foot of the mountain, graves stood in great numbers. In front of the graves, there were tombstones.
Some of the tombstones had names, while others were blank.
There were eleven thousand seven hundred and forty-two tombs.
The corners of the eyes of the Spirit Official's clone twitched. For the past thirty years, all the strong practitioners of prehistory who had snuck in had been killed and buried here by the young man in front of him!
The reason he drank a portion of Dao dew every day was to raise his abilities to deal with more unexpected situations!
The way this young man did things was far more meticulous and patient than Seventh Young Master Qin Mu!
What Fugaku did every day was monotonous. At night, he received the Dao dew and killed a stowaway. During the day, he repaired Black Mountain, buried the stowaway, and built tombstones for the dead. Thirty years were like a day!
"No wonder the other Dao attainments of Mi Luo Palace couldn't descend."
The Spirit Official let out a shaky breath and said, "For the past thirty years, there have been many battles, and countless lifeforms have died. And I have already moved the blood sacrifice formation to the Primordial Realm, thinking that it would allow more Dao attainments of Mi Luo Palace to descend. However, they didn't come all these years. I didn't expect you to be the one causing trouble here. Every night, you lure out a stowaway from prehistory, and in this way, you can use up the energy of substitution. The Dao attainments of Mi Luo Palace are stronger, and they need more energy of substitution, so they can't descend. You are very smart! In that case, when you saw me just now, you took the initiative to drink all the Dao dew because you knew I was here to kill you? "
Fugaku nodded and said, "You are very strong, and you know Black Mountain very well. You also have Dao fruits, so I don't have full confidence in dealing with you. If I die in your hands, Black Mountain will become a passage for strong practitioners of prehistory. Every night, there will be countless strong practitioners of prehistory sneaking in. And if I survive, I can rely on my increased strength to fight them, so I chose to drink all the Dao dew. "
The Spirit Official revealed a smile and praised, "You are a very troublesome person, but also a very smart person. In the universe of the seventeenth era, other than giving birth to the seven young masters who commit all kinds of evil, there is also a person like you, which surprises me greatly. Is the beauty and evil of heaven and earth concentrated on the two of you? "
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