Chaos God's Nest

Chapter 118 Mysterious Old Man, Bronze Temple

It was late at night, and Kang Ning'er had not yet fallen asleep. She was sitting by the window wearing a gauze skirt and pajamas. She stared at the stars in the sky without blinking, wondering what she was thinking about.

"Still not asleep?"

A voice suddenly came from behind her, and she was startled. She quickly turned her head and saw Yan Xiaohuang standing behind her at some point.

"Ah! Sir, when did you come?" Kang Ning'er asked quickly with a look of panic on her face.

"I've been here for a while. I saw you seemed to be thinking about something, so I didn't bother you!" Yan Xiaohuang said.

"Ah? Really? I think... I think it might be so! Sir, do you have anything to explain to me for coming so late?" Kang Ning'er asked, blinking.

"Yes! I have something to tell you!" Yan Xiaohuang nodded and replied after hearing this.

Then Yan Xiaohuang reached out and took out a jade box from his arms and handed it to Kang Ning'er.

"This is?"

Kang Ning'er also took the jade box from Yan Xiaohuang's hand in confusion.

"There are two pills in here, one of which is a pulse-opening pill that can help you reshape your spiritual veins! The other is a marrow-cleansing pill that can help you wash your marrow and cut your bones. Haven't you always wanted to practice it? These two pills can completely help you become a monk and embark on the path of cultivation!" Yan Xiaohuang said slowly.

"What? Really? This... this must be very expensive, right? I can't have it!" Kang Ning'er shook her head repeatedly, and then handed the jade box back in her hand.

"Take it! Haven't you always wanted to become a monk? They can just help you realize your wish!"

"But...I...this..."

"I'm leaving!" Yan Xiaohuang interrupted Kang Ning'er and then walked straight to the window.

Hearing this, Kang Ning'er was suddenly startled. She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. After a long time, she nodded slowly and said, "Okay! Then...then be safe!"

"Yeah! By the way, I forgot to tell you that your father's serious illness has a lot to do with your Dakang Imperial Preceptor!"

"What? Do you mean that the Imperial Master is the culprit that caused my father to become seriously ill?" Kang Ning'er asked with her eyes wide.

"Well! It was he who set up a vicious formation in your Dakang King's City, absorbing the life essence of your Dakang people all day long to extend their longevity! But don't worry! He is already dead, and the formation has been destroyed by me. , I believe it won’t take long for your father to recover!” Yan Xiaohuang replied with a smile.

"Is that so?" Kang Ning'er said slowly and blankly.

"Well! Okay, I'm leaving! Goodbye!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xiaohuang's whole body began to glow with a golden luster.

Seeing that Yan Xiaohuang was about to leave, Kang Ning'er suddenly asked, "Can we see each other again?"

"It might work!"

As Yan Xiaohuang spoke, his body began to slowly rise from the ground and fly towards the window.

The next moment, he turned into a divine rainbow and disappeared without a trace.

"Can I call you Master?" Kang Ning'er suddenly stepped forward and lay down by the window and shouted to the sky, but she didn't get a response for a long time.

"He's really gone!" Kang Ning'er also sat on the chair with a disappointed look on her face and said to herself.

As she finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly came from her ears.

"Haha! With your talent, someone will definitely come to take you as a disciple in the future! Of course, if you want to, you can do whatever you want!"

"really?"

Hearing this, Kang Ning'er stood up excitedly and looked around. She didn't find Yan Xiaohuang, but she was no longer as lonely as before.

"Master, I will go to the wilderness to find you!" She whispered, and then she clenched the jade box in her hand.

......

As Yan Xiaohuang headed towards the Tianmo Mountain Range, he carefully looked through the storage ring left by the Imperial Master, wondering if he could find some other treasures.

It can only be said that the Imperial Master was very poor. Inside the huge storage ring, there was nothing but a pile of tattered clothes worn daily. By the way, there were also a few low-grade spiritual stones and a hand-sized fragment. fragments.

The fragment was pitch black, about two centimeters thick, very smooth on both sides, and without any writing. The bottom was sharp, and there was a row of broken marks on the top. Judging from its shape, it must have been a diamond-shaped object when it was complete.

Yan Xiaohuang took it out and examined it carefully, not knowing what material it was made of.

Using his hands, Yan Xiaohuang tried to see if he could crush it, but after a lot of effort, he could not break any of the pieces.

"What the hell is this?"

Yan Xiaohuang was also surprised. He tried different methods to shake it, but no matter whether it was fire, flooding, lightning strikes or slashing, it seemed to be ineffective.

In this regard, Yan Xiaohuang became more and more curious about it, but as the Demon Mountain Range was approaching, he had no choice but to put it into the storage ring again, thinking that he would have time to study it slowly in the future.

It was early in the morning, and the entire Tianmo Mountain Range was shrouded in white mist. Yan Xiaohuang was heading towards the mountains alone, and from time to time he could hear the roars of ferocious beasts in the mountains.

Along the way, Yan Xiaohuang climbed mountains and ridges, and he didn't know how far he had gone. He only felt that he had entered the core of the mountains. Fortunately, he was not a roadie. He knew that he would keep moving forward along this road, and he would be determined. Able to cross the Demonic Mountains and finally reach the sea.

As he walked, Yan Xiaohuang suddenly felt tired.

"Damn it! I am a monk, how can I feel tired? Is there something strange in this Demonic Mountain Range?" Seeing this, Yan Xiaohuang secretly said.

But having said that, he didn't see any ferocious birds and beasts along the way, which was really strange. Regarding this, Yan Xiaohuang initially thought that he was just lucky enough.

But who knows how long he left again, and it wasn't until night fell again that he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Just because he had been standing still for so long, especially the old crooked-neck tree in front of him, which he had seen countless times in the past few days.

"I must have fallen into a maze, right?" Yan Xiaohuang suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and said to himself.

In a daze, accompanied by the pitch-black night, he actually saw dots of green light in front of him.

Regarding this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but rub his eyes and looked forward again.

The green light became clearer and clearer, and with the light breeze in the forest, it was still swaying, like a will-o'-the-wisp.

"Damn it! I must have seen a ghost!" Yan Xiaohuang cursed secretly.

Suddenly, the green light disappeared without a trace, causing the forest to be shrouded in darkness again.

At the same time, a hoarse old voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I don't know how many thousands of years have passed! Finally someone has arrived!"

"Oh my God!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang was immediately startled, then turned around suddenly and looked behind him.

I saw an old man with a stooped figure, holding a green lantern the size of a human head in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

The old man was as skinny as a stick and wore a gray Taoist robe. The Taoist robe was covered with colorful patches. Judging from the style, it was unclear whether it was from that era.

Against the background of the green light, Yan Xiaohuang gradually saw the old man's appearance clearly. His old face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were sunken, his lips were chapped, and his gray hair was neither short nor long, floating slowly in the breeze. It looks like a ghost when it goes up, very scary.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Yan Xiaohuang summoned the courage to ask.

"Am I a human or a ghost? Haha! No one has asked me this question for a long, long time! I don't know if I am a human or a ghost? What do you think? Do you think I am a human or a ghost?" the old man asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang's pupils shrank rapidly and he quickly looked at the old man again.

After a long time, he took a breath of cold air, and then asked in an unbelieving tone: "You mean, you are a person who lived thousands of years ago?"

"That's right! Thousands of years have passed by, and I no longer know which era I was from!" The old man nodded slowly and said.

"Then you are not a ghost?"

"That's understandable!"

"I wipe!"

Yan Xiaohuang's breathing became more and more rapid, thinking that he, a dignified Xuanwu Realm monk, actually encountered a ghost in the Tianmo Mountain Range. Who would dare to believe this?

Seeing Yan Xiaohuang's expression, the old man also smiled slightly, and the flesh on his face slowly twitched, which was very penetrating.

"Since you can come here safe and sound, it means that you and I are destined! Let's go! I will take you to see the world!" The old man said with a smile, then walked around Yan Xiaohuang and walked forward.

Yan Xiaohuang didn't want to follow the old man, but he turned around and looked around at the darkness, and he didn't know how to go back the way he came. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow quickly.

"Young man, I think you have already reached this level of cultivation when you are only seventeen or eighteen years old. I think you must be regarded as a genius outside?" the old man asked Yan Xiaohuang as he walked.

"I don't deserve the title of Tianjiao. My cultivation to this point is all a matter of luck!" Yan Xiaohuang replied slowly.

"Oh? Haha! I didn't expect you to be so humble!" the old man said.

"Don't dare! The old man has spoken too much!"

"hehe!"

This time the old man said nothing more and just smiled.

"May I ask, old man, where is this place? Isn't it the Demon Mountain Range? Where are we going next?" Yan Xiaohuang asked.

"You'll know when it arrives!"

"Okay... okay!"

In this way, Yan Xiaohuang followed the old man all the way. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he saw the old man suddenly stop walking.

"We're here!" the old man said suddenly.

"Are you here? Where are you?" Yan Xiaohuang asked in confusion.

The next second, Yan Xiaohuang only heard bursts of roaring sounds, the sound of a rushing river, as if coming from the sky.

"No! Look!"

The old man suddenly pointed forward.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang also hurriedly looked in the direction pointed by the old man, and saw an unknown river lying in front of him. The water of the river had a long source. He didn't know where it came from, let alone where it went.

A bronze temple stood impressively on the other side of the river. Above the temple, there was billowing green smoke, giving off a strange feeling.

"What is this?" Yan Xiaohuang asked in shock.

How could there be such a bronze temple hidden in the Demonic Mountains?

"That's the Supreme Temple!" the old man said suddenly.

"The Supreme Temple?"

"That's right! This temple originated from the Taichu period. I don't know when it landed here. Many strong men in the Nine Domains have entered it!" The old man nodded and said slowly.

"What?" Yan Xiaohuang was shocked again.

"Haha! I remember that the person who came here last time was a little girl! She is about the same age as you. Now that the years have passed by, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed!" The old man suddenly lowered his head and said with emotion.

"Little girl?"