Hidden God

third chapter

The eight wilderness of Kyushu, the three realms of the sky, the demon, and the ghost, the human realm lives under it. Above the Three Realms, the Ancient God Realm is respected.

More than 60,000 years ago, the Tribulation of Chaos came to the world, and the four great ancient gods, Antiquity, Baijue, Apocalypse, and Sunburst, greeted the robbery with all their strength, and then fell into a deep sleep, and the ancient world was covered in dust.

Two hundred years ago, the four true gods awakened one after another, the ancient realm opened, and the three realms and nine states of the fairy gods and demons returned to the ancient calendar of the Yuan Dynasty.

One hundred years ago, the true **** Bai Jue was martyred by annihilating the chaos of chaos in the Yuanling swamp. At the time of the sorrow of the ancients, the true **** established the rule that non-God could not enter the ancient gods.

After this catastrophe, the immortal demon's old grudges were put on hold, and the soldiers ceased. Fenghuang Fengran is the emperor of heaven, and he is in charge of the heavens. The king of the demon tiger clan is simply the demon emperor, and he is in charge of the demon world. The lord of the ghost world is personally selected by the ancient true gods, and takes over the ghost world after a hundred generations, named Ao Ge.

Since then, the Three Realms have been peaceful for a hundred years.

The Three Realms have not been born for a long time, and there are only three people in the Three Realms who hope to be the Supreme God within a hundred years.

Heavenly Emperor Fengran, Demon Emperor Senjian, the third is not the ghost king, but the lord of Daze Mountain in the fairy world, Donghua Lao Shangjun.

The detachment of Dazeshan's status is evident from this.

Of course, the two Donghua Lao Shangjun birthday banquets that ushered in the birth of the ancient true **** hundreds of years ago have also become legendary talks in the Three Realms.

At this time, the back cliff of Daze Mountain.

"Keng...Keng..." A dull crackling sound came from the back of the cliff, and half of the hill was faintly audible. They should have gotten used to it, and the beasts in the mountains were still playing with themselves, as if they had never heard of it, they directly filtered the noise.

In the sheep intestine path leading to the back cliff, a white and tender path boy stumbled over. He was half-old, with red lips and white teeth, and an indigo robe, holding a wooden barrel half his body taller, and moving **** the path. It took a full hour for the little Dao Tong to stop on the edge of the back mountain cliff. He put down the barrel and looked down the cliff.

The back cliff of Daze Mountain is a valley with no bottom, with white clouds lingering all the year round, faintly visible green pines and green grass, gurgling valleys, and blooming flowers. The fairy scenery of Daze Mountain seems to be gathered here.

Unfortunately, no matter how good the place is, few people have entered for hundreds of thousands of years. For no other reason, the old man of Donghua started to stand on the mountain gate, and he shouted that he was a kindhearted and compassionate apprentice, and he chose the place where the mountain gate was confined without blinking.

The seal is hidden above the white clouds at the bottom of the valley, as long as the old man throws it into the back valley, the disciples of Daze Mountain will not be able to step out a step before the hour has arrived. No matter how tall the mountains are, no matter how clear the water is, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, no matter how beautiful the flowers are.

Xiao Dao Tong opened his eyes wide and looked at the figure of Tanaka chopping firewood, hurriedly tidied up the pleated robe, cleared his throat, and screamed, "Little Master...Little Master...Little Master Uncle..."

The crisp sound reverberated in the mountains, and then floated to the bottom of the valley. The figure at the bottom of the valley calmly chopped the firewood for a while, then leisurely flew towards the edge of the cliff by the clouds.

The cloud is not yet close to the edge of the cliff, and the golden lotus seal quietly emerges above the clouds. A few minutes closer to the cloud, a huge fiery red wing appeared abruptly in mid-air, and it slapped the person on the cloud with the blazing fire. No matter how the person on Ren Yunduo hides, he can't avoid the fire wing's persistent pursuit. The person had no choice but to give up and stand in midair. The whole person was fanned by the fire wing and turned several times, and was burned to a black spot in the blink of an eye. Charcoal.

Seeing that the man had suffered, two big round eyes, a phoenix mouth, and a big mouth appeared on the wings of the fire, pointing to the black coal figure and arrogantly chuckled twice, then twisted his fat wings and dissipated. Mid-air.

The golden lotus in the sky saw that the people on the clouds had suffered, and looked at each other spiritually, quietly dissipating the thunder, and drifting to the side quietly.

The edge of the cliff calmed down, Xiao Dao Tong lowered his head, took a few glances at the place where the fire wings had disappeared, and then glanced at the gentle golden lotus on the edge of the cliff, feeling vigorously in his heart. It is worthy of the handwriting of the emperor. Compared with the lotus left by the master, the mighty and domineering is really not a level!

The fiery red phoenix wings that were majestic and majestic just now were the seals that the Emperor Fengran personally put down in those years. As for the object of punishment, it is naturally the black charcoal on the cloud that has been burnt in embarrassment.

Hey, the little uncle's love for Zui Yulu is a bit too persistent. He knows that he will be bullied by this fire wing every time, but he sees death as if he is coming back.

At this time, Hei Tanzi vigorously shook his body a few times, read a fairy formula to draw out a dark cloud, and happily washed his whole body again, until the whole person could see something human, then the cloud floated towards the edge of the cliff again. Xiaodaotong flew over.

"Tsing Yi, get it." Hei Tanzi floated cross-legged in the air, touching the lotus seal on the edge of the clouds with his hand, and said lazily to Xiaodaotong.

The voice sounded clear and clear, a bit lively and publicity, and it was estimated that it should be a half-year-old.

"Hey, Uncle Kuching, you go on!" Xiaodaotong quickly responded, struggling to pick up the half-person-high wooden barrel and sway towards Heitanzi. The aroma of wine overflowed from the wooden barrel, and one or two drops suddenly fell on the ground.

The person on the cloud immediately sat upright, with his burnt eyebrows twisted into a ball, and felt distressed: "Tsing Yi, be careful, your master is very rare for his drunken jade dew, I have waited half a year to get this point, you can Don't waste it to Master Uncle!"

When the words came to her ears, Tsing Yi looked at the half-high wine barrel in her arms, crying without tears. The drunk jade dew in the fairy pool under the mountain only got one pool in half a year, and every time at least half of the pool's collection was sent to the back valley by the master's orders, the whole Daze Mountain up and down did not have the richness of this little teacher. No one in the mountain gate knew that Shizu and Shifu regarded the little uncle of Kuching as eyeballs, and he was ashamed to say, "That's it."

Tsing Yi is the disciple of Xianshan Xianjun, the first disciple of Donghua Lao Shangjun. After Lao Shangjun retreats, Dazeshan is handed over to Xianshan Xianjun. Tsing Yi naturally wanted to argue for Master. He immediately put the wine barrel in Kuching's hand, wrinkling his face and said aggrieved: "Little Master, Master loves you the most. He said that the valley is deserted and quietly asked me to add it to you. A pot.” Tsing Yi took out a white fairy pot from his arms and handed it to Kuching.

Kuching saw the eyes of the little fairy boy sticking to the porcelain pot, he groaned a little, and waved his hand quite tragically, "Tsing Yi, this pot of drunk jade dew is given to you. You come to see me every month. Thank you."

Tsing Yi grinned suddenly, his eyes narrowed into a gap, and he withdrew his hands in a thunderous manner, but said in his mouth: "Little Master, how dare Tsing Yi..."

"Take it, and then go back after drinking. Those little guys are all ghosts and spirits, you must not be able to hide." Kuching said he was about to drive back to the valley, but was called by Tsing Yi.

"Little Master!"

Kuching turned around.

Tsing Yi poked her finger and asked, "Little Master, when can you go out of the valley?"

Tsing Yi entered Daze Mountain for only one year, but Kuching has been imprisoned in the back valley for five years. He gave away a year of drunk jade dew, and he had never heard of the reason why Kuching was imprisoned in the forbidden area. He only knew that this cherished and important young teacher in the mountain gate was the only master in the 60,000-year history of Daze Mountain. He Tiandi placed two seals for the disciples here.

Kuching rubbed his chin and asked, "Master is out?"

Tsing Yi shook his head. Kuching smacked his lips, thrust his waist in the air and called out, "Hey, Fatwing, I forgot the imperial decree of the emperor, come out and tell me again!" After speaking, he held the barrel and floated the clouds towards the bottom of the valley. Away.

Tsing Yi eagerly watched Kuching drive down the valley without looking back. The dissipated blazing divine power recondensed into fiery red wings and emerged in the air. The wings called fat wings by Kuching turned into eyes and beaks, transforming into the appearance of a small fire phoenix.

"Huh, how many times have I said it, my name is Huochi! You are the fat wing, and your whole family is fat wing!"

It twisted its fat waist and looked down with full of air. Until the golden lotus flower gathered around it, Tsing Yi looked at it with wide eager eyes. It hummed with satisfaction, cleared its throat, raised its head and screamed at the fading back figure at the bottom of the valley.

The domineering phoenix roared on the back cliff. Many fairy beasts in the forest leisurely raised their feet and walked to the edge of the forest. They stretched out their paws to cover their mouths and yawned. They were obviously very familiar with this scene.

"According to my decree, the immortal monarch has made a stubborn mistake in Kuching and caused great disasters. From now on, he will ban his foot in the back valley of Daze Mountain. , It was when you went down to Daze Mountain."

Huo Wing continued to read this sentence three times with great strength and then satisfactorily stopped. It raised its chin towards the dumbfounded Tsing Yi, and disappeared into the air again.

Is this a seal? Yes, this is a seal, but a refined seal.

Sure enough, he couldn't enter the world of immortals at the level of the Emperor of Heaven.

After a long while, Tsing Yi put her hand back on her small chin, silently comforted her frightened little mind, blinked towards the bottom of the valley, and quickly turned towards the top of the mountain after recovering.

Oh my god, he has to go back and ask, what the **** did the little uncle of Kuching have committed, and he was tossed like this by the emperor of heaven! I heard that Shizu hasn't passed the pass for more than ten years. As for becoming a god, even a demigod in the Three Realms hasn't been seen for more than 100 years, let alone a god! If the fortunes of the young master in Kuching are bad, and the master retreats for thousands of years, I am afraid that this handsome young master will become a trembling old man when he is out of the valley!

Tsing Yi carried the immortal bottle just gifted by Kuching and ran happily, but didn't realize it at all. She was leading the salary of sweeping the mountain gate, but she was trying to save the Three Realms.

At the bottom of the valley, here is like spring all year round, with a hundred flowers blooming. The prosperous green pine surrounds the valley, and a wooden bridge spans across the creek, one end is connected to a flower garden, and the other end is a bamboo workshop. Outside the bamboo workshop, a fence was erected with soil, and there were two rare sycamore trees growing inside. The golden sycamore leaves fell outside the bamboo workshop, and they stepped on them, making them extremely comfortable.

In a word, this valley simply gathered the spirit of Daze Mountain nine out of ten. It's a pity that the two seals at the top of the valley have turned this fairyland blessed land into a well-known living hell.

The fairy cloud slowly descended from the cliff. The people on the cloud gingerly carried the drunk jade into the bamboo workshop, turned around and took off the scorched clothes, and drove around in the small lake, waiting to be washed clean, white and tender. Nen, he just crawled out of the lake.

He squeezed a fairy tactic and turned into a Tsing Yi, the young man put on his body, and looked into the stream for a long while before raising his head in satisfaction.

At this time, the immortal monarch who was called Kuching by Tsing Yi, the rarest treasure and the most suffering disciple of Daze Mountain in 60,000 years, was considered full and full of his original appearance.