Time flew by, and time slipped away.
In the blink of an eye, the Three Realms had erupted into war. Six hundred years had passed since then.
The original ruins of the Blood Realm were covered in bright red. The color was difficult to change after being immersed in the soil. There were even some fine and bright red spider lilies growing everywhere. This was a special plant that only existed in the Netherworld, the flower of life and death. It only appeared when there was a strong aura of death.
This place had become a historical attraction. A Blood Realm Town had been established here, and some taverns and hotels were full of business.
At this time, a white-haired elder of the Shu Mountain Sect with a long sword on his back led a group of young people behind him. They walked on the scarlet land and looked at the blood-colored wall.
"Back then, the Demon Realm began to invade the Heavenly Realm and the mortal world because of its barren land and endless disasters. That battle was earth-shattering. Countless Celestial Emperors died and the earth was covered in scars.
In the end, the Mother Earth Vine couldn't bear the suffering of the common people and walked into the Demon Realm alone. This most ancient saint ran across the land, shouting angrily. Finally, she established the Earth Dragon Vein and miraculously stopped the war between the two realms. "
The surrounding Shu Mountain disciples listened carefully.
The Mother Earth Vine already had the title of Mother Earth in this land, nourishing and warming all things.
It was said that from ancient times until now, she had never killed a single intelligent being. She had compassion for the common people. Since the Western Era, she had been the Connate Tree to protect the common people. Later, she took in the Heavenly Dao as her disciple and resisted the Witch Ancestor's Great Tribulation, establishing the Ancient Heavenly Court and resisting the invasion of the Demon Realm. She could be said to be the most sacred ancient existence in the entire world.
Some of the disciples discussed, full of respect and admiration. "Legend has it that back then, Bai Xiaosheng took in two disciples, Liu Wenjian and Hu Rennong. They each created two major factions to guard the mortal world … At this time, the mortal world is led by the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, which has a transcendent status, and the Great Zhou Dynasty, which leads all living beings in the mortal world."
Everyone was silent. Six hundred years had passed. Perhaps some ancient existences still existed in the Ancient Heavenly Court and experienced that tragic battle, but for the common people, who knew how long had passed.
Especially for Shu Mountain, there were mortals who lived, grew old, got sick, and died. At this time, there were already thirteen Sect Leaders of Shu Mountain, and they had reached the "Wan" generation.
After a long period of time, the first Sect Master of Shu Mountain, Liu Wenjian, who had suppressed all the Heavenly Emperors in the Heaven Realm with his mortal body, had already aged and disappeared in time. She was a stubborn person, unwilling to enter the Heavenly River to accept the worship of faith and become the Goddess in the eyes of all living beings.
The former Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Hu Rennong, had long retired.
This was a brand new Three Realms, and all the ancient existences of the past had already gone into hiding behind the scenes.
The geniuses of the younger generation were emerging endlessly. The Devil Realm, the Mortal Realm, the Heaven Realm, and the Rotten Era were surging like a storm, suppressing the strangeness of the entire land. However, the strangeness of the past few years was becoming more and more intense.
"The Dragon's Vein has indeed resolved the war between the two worlds 800 years ago. Becoming a God and entering Sainthood means that there's no need to slaughter all living beings. However, the side effects are getting more and more severe."
A terrifying shadow seemed to cover the hearts of all the Shu Mountain Elders. A storm was brewing.
Suddenly, the sound of wind came from afar. A white fog covered the area, and the hazy figures of ancient existences gradually stood in it, emitting a terrifying aura as they slowly approached.
"It's the Martyr. He has appeared again. This is the goal of our trip."
The Shu Mountain Elder spoke, collecting his drifting thoughts. "Attention, new disciples. These are the monsters formed by the convergence of the wishes of all living beings. They are immortal. As long as all living beings still remember and fear them, they will not be destroyed … This is the examination for new disciples. We will come here every three years to eliminate the Martyr. This is to prevent the Martyr from continuously gathering more of the wishes of all living beings and becoming more powerful monsters. Find your own opponents. This is a one-on-one examination."
In the blink of an eye, a group of disciples quickly faced the phantoms one after another. Their swords were unsheathed, and sword shadows flashed.
Shu Mountain had developed to this day and had a deep foundation. It had become one of the largest forces in the Three Realms. Not only had it built the Demon Subduing Tower to suppress some monsters that could be suppressed, but it had also established the Shu Mountain Sword Tomb, where the swords of the predecessors of Shu Mountain were placed.
They no longer needed to cut off their arms. They could hold the swords after being recognized by the predecessors' swords. Moreover, the successive generations of sword masters had also made the immortal swords more powerful.
At this time, there were thousands of ordinary swords in Shu Mountain, all left behind by the disciples who had died of old age. There were also 300 famous immortal swords, each with a name. There were 13 top immortal swords, Purple Firmament, Sorrowful Cloud, Blue Afterglow, Fairy Slayer … Each had its own master, and they were all amazing people who were the pillars of Shu Mountain!
Shu Mountain was already one of the top forces.
Of course, there were also ambitious people who disdained the swords left behind by their predecessors. After all, they were not forged by themselves and did not fit their bodies. They directly cut off their arms and cast their own long swords, waiting to leave them to their descendants after they died of old age.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The immortal swords shuttled like arrows of light.
At this time, there were 17 Shu Mountain Swordsmen and only 15 martyrs. The remaining two had no opponents to watch. After a series of colorful sword shadows, three of the 15 people who accepted the challenge were defeated and did not pass the assessment.
The Shu Mountain Elder said lightly, "Those who can't defeat their opponents, three, and those who have no opponents, two … There are a total of five people who did not pass the assessment this time. Return to Shu Mountain tomorrow, pack your bags, and return to your hometown."
The five people instantly became anxious.
The two Shu Mountain disciples who had no opponents immediately became excited. "Elder Cheng, we have no opponents! The assessment hasn't even started yet, how can we be judged to have lost? Send us back to our hometown! "
Elder Cheng said calmly, "Do you know how many demons and monsters there are in the Three Realms? How can such monsters be called martyrs? "
The surrounding disciples' expressions froze.
Elder Cheng looked at the bright red land. "The battle back then was extremely terrifying … Countless experts left their homes and rushed to the frontlines. For the sake of their families and the land they lived in, they were willing to sacrifice their lives … The bloodshed was too tragic, and the Mother Earth Vine could not bear it, so she rushed to the Demon Realm alone to build the dragon vein and change the rules of the Great Dao, so that the experts would fight and kill each other in the future.
"But even after the battle was over, there were still too many heroic sacrifices. The Blood Realm Great World was dyed the color of blood. Many of the family members who died came to this land, their corpses nowhere to be found. They clutched the blood and soil in their hands and wailed, their tears mixed with the blood and soil. The family members were filled with grief, and hated that they had become heroes …."
The Shu Mountain Elder's voice was calm.
His voice seemed to travel through time and space, carrying with it the vicissitudes of life, mixed with the whimpering wind, on the entire desolate blood-red land.
Everyone seemed to see the ancient battle of the Three Realms. That faint loneliness and desolation pressed down on everyone's hearts.
Elder Cheng said, "From then on, the families of those who lost their loved ones refused to let their children and family walk this path … Do the Shu Mountain disciples present have similar ancestral teachings?"
"Yes!" A disciple spoke up, lowering his head and saying, "Our Mi Village's ancestral temple has a stone tablet with ancestral teachings. Don't go to Shu Mountain, don't enter the dynasty, don't enter the pugilistic world, be a mortal, marry a wife, and have children, but I still …"
That disciple looked ashamed. Six hundred years had passed, and it was enough for people to forget a lot.
The Shu Mountain Elder did not look at him, continuing, "At that time, the tens of millions of family members felt bitter in their hearts. The reason why they did not let you walk the pugilistic world and the path of cultivation was because a pessimistic thought broke out in their hearts. Any hero would become a martyr … Heroes would inevitably die, and there would not be a good end … This belief uncontrollably caused the strange 'martyrs' to appear on this land."
Elder Cheng looked at the Shu Mountain disciples. "Martyrs, they will kill anyone with a heroic heart and become a martyr, because this is … the final destination of heroes! 'Martyrs' will lead heroes to the end of their destiny. "
The surrounding Shu Mountain disciples' hearts trembled.
The strange word 'martyr' would only attack chivalrous swordsmen who walked the pugilistic world with a sword!?
They did not expect that this was the origin of 'martyrs'. It was actually related to their ancestors, and there was a tragic past in it.
— The so-called 'martyrs' must be heroes in their lifetime!
Everyone looked at the two Shu Mountain disciples who had no opponents, and they instantly understood.
The reason why these two people were not targeted by the martyrs was because they were not heroes. They were probably ambitious and wanted to enjoy glory, wealth, power, and wealth …
This test was not only a test of combat strength, but also a test of "questioning one's heart". It could be seen that over the years, although the freaks had become more and more terrifying, they had gradually integrated into life.
"No! I came to Shu Mountain because I have the heart of a chivalrous swordsman. "
That disciple roared angrily.
Elder Cheng said lightly, "Shu Mountain is a pure place. It transcends the mortal world and travels the world with a chivalrous spirit … You have ambitions and came to the mountain with impure hearts. If you want fame, fortune, and wealth, you can enter the Great Zhou Dynasty and take the imperial examination. Shu Mountain is not where you belong. You have come to the wrong place."
Every generation of Shu Mountain disciples would come to take the test after a month of training.
It was not only to let them know the pain of the martyrs and the sacrifices they had made for this land. It was not easy to get what they had today. It was also because of the unstable temperament of Shu Mountain's disciples. The seventh generation of Shu Mountain's eldest disciple was bewitched by the freaks and unlocked the Demon Subduing Pagoda. Shu Mountain suffered a great calamity. That was a very tragic and dark past.
"As for the three of you, although you have the heart of a chivalrous swordsman, you cannot defeat the martyrs. Please return to your hometown," Elder Cheng said.
Plop!
The three of them knelt down at once. "Elder, please give us another chance. This is our dream!"
"This is not only a test of one's heart, but also the initial test of combat strength. The martyrs accompany us on a regular basis and are very weak. You can't even defeat the martyrs. Keeping you here is just sending you to your deaths …" Elder Cheng sighed. "I know you have the heart of a child, but Shu Mountain can't do such a cruel thing as sending you to your deaths to pursue your dreams … Please return."
There was silence around them.
Shu Mountain did not look at one's cultivation aptitude. Mortals could also join, but comprehension and wisdom were extremely important. After all, it was the ultimate Sword Dao. If one's aptitude and combat talent were not good, they would not be able to.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a cloud surged, and another illusory figure floated.
"Who is it? Another martyr? No! " The Shu Mountain elder's expression froze, and he hurriedly unleashed the aura of a Celestial Emperor. He held the famous sword, Green and Red, and stood in front of the Shu Mountain disciples.
"Who's there!"
A Shu Mountain disciple tried to shout.
The figure in the fog did not respond. The figure was still approaching silently, and it was somewhat eerie.
Whoosh.
The fog surrounded them.
"Who is it! Hurry up and reply! Otherwise, we'll attack! "
Some of the disciples were completely nervous, and their hearts skipped a beat.
As they gradually approached, the figure in the white fog gradually became clearer. It was a handsome scholar in white, holding a wordless heavenly book in his hand. He read as he walked, like a bookworm, expressionless, with the sky as his blanket and the ground as his seat.
"Oh, it's a living person, not a freak. I was almost scared to death! Anything can happen in the wilderness. "A Shu Mountain disciple could not help but feel his heart palpitate when he saw that the elder was so vigilant.
"That really scared me."
"You new disciples can't do it."
"Shameless. Didn't you retreat in fear just now?"
The new disciple, whose heart was pounding wildly, relaxed his nervous expression.
One had to know that freaks would not happen if one was not powerful. The Shu Mountain elder had already reached the combat power of a Celestial Emperor, but if he really encountered a supernatural horror, he would die here silently.
In the past few years, too many Celestial Emperors had fallen silently in the wilderness of the Three Realms. It was creepy hidden in the dark. No one knew how terrifying and unknown it was.
In the face of some terrifying freaks, mortals were as weak as Celestial Emperors. They did not know their rules and behavior, and if they forcefully attacked, they would also be killed.
"It's a living person." The Shu Mountain elder heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the nervous new disciples next to him and could not help but sigh. They were too young and inexperienced, and they still had to train hard.
"This attire, is it Bai Xiaosheng?" A Shu Mountain disciple exclaimed.
They had just talked about this ancient and mysterious existence. 600 years ago, he accepted two disciples, which led to the emergence of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Shu Mountain Sect Leader. It could be said that he was the ancestor of Shu Mountain.
"No wonder he didn't know how to speak and answer! If it's the legendary mysterious existence, Bai Xiaosheng is normal. "
Suddenly, countless Shu Mountain disciples were excited.
The scholar continued to read and walked, passing by a group of people.
"Can we try to communicate?"
Someone seemed to recall an ancient legend. Bai Xiaosheng exchanged knowledge and equivalent exchange. The Shu Mountain Sect Leader and the system of the Great Zhou Dynasty all came from Bai Xiaosheng. It was a great opportunity. A Shu Mountain disciple boldly stepped forward and carefully took out a book of sword forging experience that he had written. It had some unique creativity.
After Bai Xiaosheng took it, he studied it as if there was no one else around and suddenly said, "Well, I can exchange it for something."
The Shu Mountain disciple instantly blushed and was wild with joy. "I want to know the smelting knowledge of White Snow Steel. I have always …"
"Equivalent exchange, very good."
Bai Xiaosheng explained carefully and then prepared to leave.
Immediately, the surrounding Shu Mountain disciples were excited.
Even one of the elders was extremely excited, and went up to talk to the others.
The group of people began to follow Bai Xiaosheng, who walked shakily all the way. After walking for a long time, they were finally satisfied. At the same time, they exclaimed and knelt down, full of admiration.
"Don't tell me that we have met and communicated before," Bai Xiaosheng said calmly.
"Yes!"
They hurriedly replied respectfully.
Bai Xiaosheng thought for a while and asked again, "Do you know when the Saturn Peach Feast in the Heavenly Court will be held?"
"The Southern Heavenly Gate will welcome guests in ten days," Elder Cheng said quickly.
The Saturn Peach Feast was a grand event that happened once in hundreds of years. The Earth Dragon Vein was the largest Spirit Root in the world. It gathered the power of faith and wish of all living beings to form the Saturn Peach, which could help people enter the Deity Realm!
In the last Saturn Peach Feast, the Heavenly Dao and Dao Changsheng entered the Deity Realm … The world congratulated them!
This Saturn Peach Feast was said to be the Mother Green Vine who was about to enter the Deity Realm. It was a grand event in the Three Realms! At that time, the ancient existences of the Three Realms, such as the Demon God, the Underworld Emperor, the God of Wisdom and Light Mercury, the Heavenly Dao, the Sect Leader of Shu Mountain, and the Emperor of Great Zhou, would all gather. It would be a grand event.
"Saturn Peach Feast … I understand."
Bai Xiaosheng smiled and continued to pick up his book. He walked and stopped, obsessed with the book, and disappeared from the crowd's sight.
"We are so lucky!"
The dozen or so disciples of Shu Mountain respectfully watched the existence leave. They couldn't help but sigh in shock. "Even this ancient and mysterious existence that has been wandering in history might also go … After all, it's the Mother Green Vine."
"But according to the legend, Bai Xiaosheng doesn't take the initiative to talk?"
"It's a little strange. I just asked about the Saturn Peach Feast."
"Tsk, six hundred years have passed. Many things have changed."
"Wait, why didn't he respond to us when he took the initiative to talk just now? Why did he walk slowly and scare us?"
They couldn't figure it out. They finished the trial and returned to Shu Mountain.
After everyone had disappeared, the red soil on the ground suddenly trembled. The soil was slowly peeled off, and a mysterious black coffin with exquisite carvings appeared. The coffin slowly opened, and a fit young man opened his eyes.
"I didn't expect that when I left Messiah's body to Sheerah, she would bury us here …" He rubbed his head and felt a red-haired woman sleeping in his sea of consciousness. It was Sheerah.
"Bai Xiaosheng? The other … me? " He looked in the direction where the group of people had disappeared and the strange scene. "This world is getting more and more terrifying, more and more unimaginable … In the wilderness, anything can happen."
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