"I don't know that Moyizhou began to be decayed thousands or tens of thousands of years ago and has been sinking..."

In the courtyard, the violent aura in the old man's body dissipated and his tone became calm.

"Three or four thousand years ago, Moyizhou should have collapsed. God gave mercy and a shocking change was brought to his mind. At that time, it seemed like a disaster, but it brought spiritual energy from the sky, which gave Moyizhou another food to survive."

When the old man said this, Zhong Yao thought of the four heroes of Moyi and subconsciously said: "Stones flying outside the sky? The treasures here in Guanshan?"

The four guys came to Guanshan to find this thing, and the "flying stone" that was essentially a meteorite, was placed in his room at this moment.

Thinking of the deep valley in Guanshan and his suspected previous life, which is what the little bird of Zi Luo Ao Yingying Shi said, Zhong Yao's heart beat several beats faster, and he felt that the shock change was related to him.

The old man was stunned and said in surprise: "Is there a flying stone in Guanshan? Is that old friend just looking for this? It doesn't make sense. Moyizhou was overturned and changed everywhere, and countless strange objects fell from outside the sky. Daishan was the one that bulged. The deep valley here in Guanshan was an old trace from tens of millions of years ago, and it had nothing to do with that shocking change."

Zhong Yao thought of a key question: "Old guy, how old are you this year?"

The old man said angrily: "Even Gui Geng can't bear to say it? He really disrespects the elderly. I am 233 years old this year."

Zhong Yao let out a long voice: "It's so big, that is to say, you've heard of these things."

The old man smiled bitterly: "Do you think I'm thousands of years old and experienced what happened back then? The spiritual energy in Moyizhou was exhausted, and it was already a long life for the real person of Jindan to live to be 300 years old, and only some monsters could live to a thousand years."

The old man finally admitted that he was the real person of Jindan, but Zhongyao didn't feel much, and there were three thousand-year-old monsters around him.

He turned back to the topic: "That shocking change that year allowed Moyizhou to respawn again, so the surviving monks didn't think of anything?"

The old man coughed for a while, stretched his hand to his waist, tried to stop it, and said leisurely: "Of course I was thinking, after the shock, the monks also divided several factions."

"One faction feels that Moyizhou is completely helpless. While God is extending his life to Moyizhou..., he will step up his practice and strive to leave Moyizhou as soon as possible. This faction is divided into two categories: one follows the old path of practice and hopes to ascend to the fairy world. The other is working hard to practice the method of crossing the sea, wanting to cross the weak sea surrounding the continent and go to the rumored overseas continent."

"Other monks suddenly woke up and wanted to find a way to save Moyizhou. However, these monks each had their own ideas and created complex methods, which made it difficult to work together. Many monks wanted to purify the nightmare, but were tempted by the power of the nightmare and eventually fell into the path of the demon."

The old man sighed: "After all, the monks who are determined and powerful to plan for a hundred and a thousand years of things, most monks can't become immortals, nor can they change Moyizhou. They still regard the way of practice as the way of fame, wealth, wealth and power, and live a life of drunkenness and dreams and death."

Zhong Yao nodded secretly. Isn’t this the treasure-seeking monks represented by the Four Masters of Moyi?

"If the monks kept doing this, Moyizhou would probably not be able to withstand it for hundreds of years."

The old man looked confused again and continued, "After the shocking change, Daishan raised up, and the Divine Mountain King was born, and the gods in Kaifu were enthroned. The gods in Moyizhou gradually emerged, and the divine way was reestablished, which was much tighter than before, but it barely stabilized the chaos of the raging nightmare of the demons."

"The way of God and the way of man complement each other, the spirit of God rises, and the way of mankind prospers, and the people grow, and thousands of nations stand together."

"There are also major changes among the monks. The Yuanling Sect is established by the Divine Palace in Daishan, and the branches and leaves are spread out. The sects in Moyizhou have prospered. The rules and regulations of the sects restrict most monks, and they no longer focus on scattered cultivators like thousands of years, and do whatever they want."

"I heard from my senior, before the shocking change, Moyizhou had been swallowed by the demon nightmare and was about to collapse. After the shocking change, Moyizhou had returned to six or seven out of ten. But the demon nightmare will be counted as many as hundreds of years, and the old appearance will reappear again."

"After the Daishan Divine Mansion was established, the three paths of immortals, gods and humans stood together, and slightly stopped the demon nightmare. However, the declining momentum still failed. Until now, the demon nightmare has occupied another four or five."

The old man sighed again, and this time he sighed extremely deeply: "The Daishan Divine Mansion only delayed the arrival of the collapse, and he could not save Moyizhou in the end."

"The Daishan God Mansion issued a dragon battle order, and it seems that it was to take a gamble to see if the gathered dragon energy can reverse the situation. The Daishan God Mansion is so dangerous, there will inevitably be an indescribable crisis behind it."

Speaking of this, the old man eagerly watched Zhongyao: "I am also a monk who seeks the way to save the nation. I abandoned the way of immortality and searched hard in the way of humanity, but I finally couldn't find the law, and I made myself sick and disabled. I was already discouraged, and came here to watch with my leisure heart, but unexpectedly I discovered a novel door. Behind the door is the way to save the nation that I was pursuing hard."

Zhongyao no longer understood it very much, but since this old man was a real person in Jindan, the crisis facing Guanshan was solved easily.

He also replied with eager words: "Moyizhou's way of saving the nation is not that urgent, but Guanshan's way of saving the nation is. Old man, since you are the real person of Jindan, give the county magistrate of Du State across the river a sword and tell him not to make Guanshan's idea. This should be a trivial matter, right?"

The old man cough...

He coughed up another pool of blood and couldn't help but scratch his butt. The old man said, "Look at me, can I still fly a sword?"

After listening to the old man’s explanation, Zhongyao rubbed his eyebrows and sighed deeply.

The old man threw away the way of cultivating immortals and wanted to discover the method of restraining demon nightmare in mortals, treat himself as a test subject, and conducted human body experiments for hundreds of years. The energy was mixed, the body was decayed, and the body was sick. It was all suppressed by a golden elixir, so it exploded and its soul was scattered.

In other words, this old man had the realm of Golden Pill, but he could not even beat the King's Male. The strange little maid could wave him as a human broom with one hand.

"My golden elixir is almost decayed, and there will be no more days in the future..."

The old man smiled with relief: "I hope that the remaining time will be enough for me to push open this door in Guanshan."

Zhong Yao was stunned when he was stunned. He digested the information brought by the old man, and felt that the world in his eyes was clearer.

Moyizhou was originally filled with spiritual energy between heaven and earth, close to the land of the fairy world, but over the past millions of years, the spiritual energy was plundered by cultivators and gradually declined. Those who ascended to become immortals naturally took away the spiritual energy. Those who failed were unwilling to disperse the spiritual energy and repay the heaven and earth, but turned into demon nightmare and continued to devour the spiritual energy.

It seems that a monk...at least a monk who practices immortality is equivalent to a spiritual locust, and he is the enemy of heaven and earth.

But in this world, what else can monks cultivate besides practicing immortality?

Although there is also Shinto and humanity, the ultimate goal is to transcend the world, ascend to become an immortal, and realize the great perfection of life... Cough cough, this is a bit of a harmonious taste.

"My monks, all I practice are me..."

The old man said in a daze tone: "But what you did in Guanshan is different, it's just that you don't know it yet."

"Didn't you just say that if the soil, plants and trees are spiritual foundations, and no one takes the spiritual foundation for themselves, then is human beings equivalent to spiritual seeds? With more people, there will naturally be more spiritual energy. The world will be promoted from this. Isn't this the way to save the nation in Moyizhou?"

"This method... no, it is no longer a method, but an external way of immortals and divine paths. It is considered to be the sublimation of humanity. It can be called the way of everyone. What you practice is not just yourself, but everyone."

The old man's words also inspired Zhongyao: "I understand that other monks practice individuals and only seek their own promotion. And on this path, I cultivate the world. Once the world is promoted, the individual will naturally be promoted."

The old man's eyes were bright: "You asked me to come up with the method of practice. Now that the great way is clear, the method will naturally be born."

After hearing the old man talk about the method of practice, Zhong Yao's eyes also lit up. He is worthy of being a snatching his butt, and he has a big brain.

Since Guanshan is already promoted and the land, plants and trees are radiating spiritual energy, then treat Guanshan as an immortal world, first refine qi and then build the foundation... No, refine qi and build the foundation in parallel!

"True Qi is condensed by the living energy of mortals. Their feet are still spiritual energy. They build the foundation with true Qi, and then rely on the spiritual energy in the spiritual foundation to reshape the meridians and dig the sea of ​​Qi. This makes me do unnecessary work. But there is no spiritual energy in Moyizhou, and the spiritual foundation is rare, so monks can only practice in this way."

"If you use special formations to restrain spiritual energy, you can create scattered spiritual energy, which is a blessed place. However, it is unimaginable to spend money on the blessing land in Moyizhou, even the Yuanling Sect will not do this. Anyway, they only recruit disciples who have completed foundation building, billions of mortals and cultivators in Moyizhou, and are not afraid of not being able to recruit talented disciples."

The old man looked at Zhong Yao again, with a strange look and asked in his eyes: "Only people like you can plant rare spiritual seeds directly into the ground, but where did you get so many spiritual seeds?"

If you tell me, I am a personal form of spiritual seed cultivation machine, do you believe it?

Zhong Yao smiled. This is his lowest level of foot, so he naturally won't say it out.

The old man didn't ask again, nodding his head while holding his short beard: "The great way is clear, the method is self-evident, and there is still a blessing to rely on. If I can't figure out the martial arts, I will live in vain for these 233 years."

Only then did Zhongyao get real gains. The old man promised to get the exercises done in ten days and half a month.

However, Guanshan’s crisis is no longer something that can be solved by waiting for the martial arts to be released before letting the disciples and the village guards practice.

Zhongyao was having a headache, and Wang Mali suddenly rushed into the courtyard, shouting from a distance: "Uncle Yao, Uncle Yao, it's not good, the bus is blown up!"

Zhongyao stared at him, and Ba Da exploded?

Wang Mali said again: "The iron sword in Ba Dama's hand exploded, and it made his body bloody, so scary!"

Bada has not reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, how can it release true energy and let the cast iron sword explode?

Zhong Yao frowned first and then raised his eyebrows, looked at the old man, exchanging surprise glances.

This must have been learned by Bada without a master. He had figured out what method he had figured out and took the path of refining Qi first, so that the spiritual energy would be released like true qi.

The dust roared, and Zhongyao fled directly to the practice field.
Chapter completed!