thenovelthief [133] The Magic Words Add Merit, Intentionally Or Accidentally? The Tomb Of King Taishan Is Opened (
[133] The Magic Words Add Merit, Intentionally Or Accidentally? The Tomb Of King Taishan Is Opened (
Wu Ping, who controlled his talent well, incorporated his given name into his body.
He also let out a sigh of relief.
At least he didn't have to run around with a golden gourd on his head anymore.
But as he turned around,
Xun Fuzi and Shuzhou Yu were both looking at him with strange eyes.
His heart tightened.
It's over, the golden color!
As for whether or not he would be exposed, Wu Ping wasn't worried.
If something like merit could be easily seen through, could it still be called merit?
As for why his given name was golden,
He pulled at it, trying to see if it would work.
"Wu Xiong, why is your given name golden?" Shuzhou Yu asked in confusion.
"I don't know either, maybe it's because I have too much talent?" Wu Ping nodded.
Perhaps that's possible.
Otherwise, what would Wu Ping say?
Did he add merit to it?
When someone asks, "Did you do it on purpose or by accident?"
Xun Fuzi couldn't figure it out for a while.
In the end, he could only attribute it to Wu Ping's uniqueness.
After all, Shuzhou Yu was also unique.
His given name had two characters.
Realizing that they couldn't speak freely here, they couldn't say anything.
Xun Fuzi got up and said goodbye.
As he left, he cursed Ouyang Zhongmo in his heart.
At this moment, Ouyang Zhongmo from the Southern Mountain Twelve Caves couldn't help but shiver.
Elder Hate Spider came over with medicine: "See, I told you to drink more medicine but you didn't listen, now drink these."
Ouyang Zhongmo felt bitter in his heart.
His brows and eyes furrowed together.
The opening of the Taishan King's tomb is imminent, and the great talents are gathering at the Liangyi Mountain.
Of course, when it comes to the person who leads the pack, it has to be Wu Ping.
There's no way around it, the things he has done are too sensational.
He has stirred up the Three Thousand Study Halls and the Saint Weapon of the Learning Palace.
As a demonic cultivator, he has obtained the talent to control the Saint Weapon of the Tranquil Teaching.
Later, he wrote the Inscription of the Humble Room in the Bamboo Sea!
Among them, the mountains are not high, but they are famous if there are immortals; the waters are not deep, but they are spiritual if there are dragons. It has been copied and displayed in the courtyards by countless students of the Three Thousand Study Halls.
He has also pioneered a new style of calligraphy, running script.
And he has gained recognition from Confucianism and Daoism.
In the world of talent, where one stone represents talent, he alone has obtained half a dou.
In the future, anyone who studies running script must address him as "Teacher" and bow down, showing respect for their pursuit of knowledge.
This can already be considered as the establishment of a school.
I heard someone say,
"This is the authentic work of Wu Ping, the Inscription of the Humble Room written in running script. It is now stored in the Three Thousand Study Halls for the disciples to read and copy. Even if it is not Wu Ping's original work, the running script copied by the disciples of the Three Thousand Study Halls is still worth a fortune!"
"The one who tells stories had the chance to see dozens of characters in running script yesterday. In terms of appreciation, it is truly at the top!"
The old man said, giving a thumbs up.
Many people below cheered.
However, there was a group of people dressed in the attire of the Qitian Battle Mansion who were an exception.
Their eyes were cold, and their hatred was evident.
But they did not speak.
At present, the praise for Wu Ping at the Liangyi Mountain is too high.
They can only avoid his sharpness.
The leader wore a fur cloak and had a determined look in his eyes.
Someone beside him said, "Senior Ling, we now... wait for Wu Ping and the others at the Taishan King's tomb."
"Yes!"
"Wu Xiong, Si Mu, these are the intelligence on the Taishan King's tomb that my Three Thousand Study Halls have obtained. Unfortunately, I am a Confucian cultivator, so the things in the Taishan King's tomb are of no use to me.
"The teacher is especially not allowed to participate, otherwise I will definitely go with you."
Looking at the mountains, watching the clouds.
The voice of Shuzhou Yu resounded.
Facing the sunny slope of the grassy hill.
Magic, Confucianism, Buddhism, the three disciplines stand together.
Below is an endless expanse of green grassland.
The scenery is infinitely beautiful.
In these few days of getting along, Shuzhou Yu really treats Wu Ping as a good friend.
He shares all the information about the Taishan King's tomb without reservation.
He has helped Wu Ping and Four Eyes obtain a lot of information.
Although the Three Thousand Book Pavilion is a local force, they have no interest in the Taishan King's tomb. Even if there are good things, they are not useful for Confucianism.
They are just presiding over the situation.
Maintaining order.
Wu Ping opened his mouth and said, "Then next time we will travel the world together."
"Let's stop here. All banquets come to an end, and we should also set off."
Without any hesitation.
Wu Ping and Four Eyes stride forward.
The wind blows their clothes, making them look particularly elegant.
Shuzhou Yu shouted from behind, "Brother Wu, my master has foreseen that bloodshed will occur in Wangzhou, there may be a great battle formation, be careful!!!"
"Understood!"
Wu Ping waved his hand without turning around.
Shuzhou Yu's eyes were filled with envy.
Seeing Wu Ping and Four Eyes slowly disappearing from sight.
He sat on the hill.
Letting the noisy wind blow his hair like a waterfall: "I wish I could be as carefree as you, sometimes I can't do what I want to do..."
In the sky.
Still the same spiritual boat.
Still the same corner.
Four Eyes seemed to have become accustomed to it.
After boarding the flying boat, I conscientiously came to this corner and sat down cross-legged.
Wu Ping sat at the bow of the boat.
"You are quite self-aware, hey, monk. The words of Zhu Yu just reminded me, didn't you say before that you killed Xing Zai in the south? If you can't get past it, you might die and disappear. Aren't you afraid?"
Four eyes, expressionless as usual, replied, "Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, yet still heading towards the mountains, this humble monk has never been one to fear. I have walked through many lifetimes, experiencing the cycle of life and death countless times. For me, this is just the scenery in front of my eyes dissipating. If I can pass through, I will enjoy great fortune. In this life, I will become a Buddha. If I can't pass through, I will have no regrets. So, I am not afraid."
"Rather take directly than seek through twists and turns."
"You have quite the courage."
After Wu Ping finished speaking, he took a sip of wine.
"Can you give me a sip too?"
Wu Ping casually threw it over, saying, "Hold the spout higher, don't aim for your mouth, or else I won't be able to choke you."
Four eyes raised the wine jug recklessly, and they each drank half.
"Refreshing!"
Wu Ping shook his head helplessly. This irreverent monk was beyond saving.
Wangzhou.
Mount Tai.
This tomb of the King of Mount Tai is naturally located in Mount Tai.
When Wu Ping first heard this place name, he was stunned.
He was quite familiar with this name.
In his previous life, he suffered greatly when he climbed Mount Tai.
He went up vertically and came down horizontally.
He was almost crippled.
But compared to the Mount Tai of his previous life, the Mount Tai in the Immortal Cultivation World stretched for millions of meters. And because this place was the hometown of the King of Mount Tai, it was renamed Wangzhou.
As for its previous name, no one knew.
At this time, Mount Tai was already divided among various forces.
The palaces and temples of the major powers were all in decline.
The Heavenly Covering Spirit Boat was spread across the sky.
The Buddhist cultivators occupied the west, while the Seven Blood Sect was causing chaos in the east, with no one coming to stop them.
The headquarters of the Seven Blood Sect was in the north, busy seizing territories everywhere, so they didn't come.
Wu Ping and Sì Mù ended up only in the territory of the Three Thousand Study Pavilion.
Before leaving, Master Méi gave Wu Ping a token.
Without any obstruction, the two naturally arrived at the central area.
The scene in front of them was eye-opening for Wu Ping.
This was his first time seeing so many major sects setting up their stations.
Sì Mù said, "Over there, the bronze palace pulled by three Flood Dragons is the influence of the Qítiān Battle Mansion."
"The one occupied by the White Day Star is the ancient and immortal Gù family."
"The purple and white halo on the Concealing Heaven Flying Ship belongs to the Wàng Dào Sect."
"The crystal palace carried by the Fire Phoenix is the Flying Phoenix Immortal Gate."
"The black cave appearing in the void is the Twelve Caves of Nánshān."
"Donor, why not go and catch up with old friends?"
As Sì Mù spoke, he looked at the Heavenly Spider Turtle Hand in Wu Ping's hand.
"Forget it, I don't know many people from the Twelve Caves of Nánshān. There's nothing to say even if I go there. It's the same here. You've said so much, but what about that one?"
Wu Ping pointed to a huge gate covered in misty lotus flowers, inserted into the ground, faintly centered.
"The tightly closed gate belongs to the influence of the Supreme Divine Gate. When the Tàishān King's Tomb opens, the gate will naturally open, and someone will come out to compete with the heroes of this realm."
Supreme Divine Gate.
This name was not unfamiliar to Wu Ping.
The highest sect in Zhōngtǔ.
It is said that the meaning of their sect's supremacy is to be chosen by the heavens as Supreme.
Whether it's Confucian cultivation, Buddhist cultivation, demonic cultivation, or Monster Cultivators.
Whether you're a good person or a bad person, as long as you're strong enough, you can climb to the top of the Supreme Divine Gate's rankings.
With a ranking, you can go to the Supreme Divine Gate to receive corresponding rewards.
Updated once a year.
Although it seems like a long time, in the background of the Immortal Cultivation World where people often go into seclusion, this is already equivalent to real-time updates.
Listening to this, Wu Ping realized that this sect was also a major sect, and that sect was also a powerful sect.
He couldn't help but be curious, "What if all the people who enter the Tàishān King's Tomb are killed?"
Sì Mù laughed, "Donor, please don't joke. Perhaps you have great luck and can obtain the Black Lotus of the Flesh, but if you want to kill all the geniuses of these sects, it's like a fool's dream."
"Looking at the mountains and rivers, walking close to the ground in Dragon Transformation, facing Calamity head-on, if we can escape unscathed or even with minor injuries, that would be the best result. The great battle is happening today."
Someone might ask at this point.
What about Transcending Tribulation?
Transcending Tribulation Realm, achieving complete spiritual power, Transcending Tribulation to become an immortal, often closed-door cultivation for many years.
This Tai Shan King's tomb, it's not like there's a pre-event going on, shouting, "Everyone, come and enjoy the benefits, everyone, come and enjoy the benefits! After a hundred years, the Tai Shan King's tomb will open, and everyone who's not 998, don't be 888, only love 888."
Who knows when it will open?
Moreover, let me tell you. Previously, the Three Thousand Book Pavilion investigated the information about the Tai Shan King's tomb. Of course, it's not for the things inside, but just in case this guy didn't die completely. Then there could be a resurrection later.
The result was discovered. This Tai Shan King's tomb doesn't prohibit people with high cultivation from entering, you can go in, but the treatment you face inside will be different.
Transcending Tribulation already has a hint of the aura that can trigger a calamity of heaven and earth. If you dare to enter, there will be things inside that dare to harm you. It's like having a big red name on your head, going in means certain death, don't you even consider what level the Tai Shan King was in his lifetime?
This world values inheritance. The tomb is here and can still be opened, which means the Tai Shan King doesn't want his inheritance to be lost.
When you have Transcending Tribulation, many things are already set, just like in a previous life, when you're thirty years old and want to learn to dance, the dance teacher will teach you, but they won't bother to correct your mistakes.
Not many would dare to ask you to bend down and stretch your legs.
But if you're in your teens or a few years old when you start learning, you're like an uncut jade or a fine piece of wood, carefully carved. When you come out, you'll be a terrifying genius. Shout out:
"I have walked this path until now, and the reason is that in my youth, I obtained the inheritance of the Tai Shan King."
Even if the Tai Shan King has been dead for so many years, having such an inheritor would still be considered famous throughout the ages, living in a time that is millions of years before and competing with the heroes of millions of years later with their methods.
Not competing for one era, but for ten thousand eras.
How could they let these old things disrupt the situation?
So anyone can enter the Tai Shan King's tomb, but it's best if it's a cultivator who hasn't fully developed under Transcending Tribulation.
As for whether there are more terrifying experts, such as those who have reached the realm of Transcending Tribulation and become immortals, it's possible, but also not possible.
As the saying goes, if someone coldly watches from the sidelines today, disaster will befall them in the future, and there will be no one to cheer for me.
If you, a powerful expert, go and dig someone else's grave, if other powerful experts don't stop you, then it's the beginning. They can't guarantee that they won't die either. What if they just died and were buried, and then other powerful experts come to dig their coffin board?
If you can dig others, others can dig you too.
That's also why Ouyang Zhongmo is being criticized by everyone. He really dares to dig, completely disregarding whether others will dig his.
The main point is to live a long life.
This is also the reason why demonic cultivators are not well-regarded, as they completely disregard rules and etiquette.
Everyone despises them.
If everyone were demonic cultivators, chaos would ensue in the world.
If you harm my mother today, I will harm your father tomorrow.
If you use my grandfather's skull as a chamber pot, I will use your ancestor's leg bone as a cane.
Isn't this a damn monkey? Useless.
Wu Ping's gaze swept across the room.
Well, it's almost there. Dragon Transformation in groups, Calamity gathering, Dragon Gate everywhere.
As for those at a lower level, they can't participate here.
As Wu Ping continued to watch, he smiled.
Curious, the four-eyed person asked, "What are you laughing at, sir?"
"I thought of a funny way to counter their relationship."
The four-eyed person looked at him with confusion.
"Calamity devours Dragon Transformation, becoming obscure."
Seeing that there were only two left.
"What does Dragon Gate devour?"
"Dragon Gate devours shit."
The four-eyed person said:
What kind of counter is this?
Wu Ping gave him a disdainful look.
He didn't understand his own joke.
Calamity is the top laner, Dragon Transformation is the mid laner assassin, Dragon Gate is the AD carry.
"There is such a huge generation gap between us. It's better for you not to ask if you don't understand."
The four-eyed person muttered, "Is it really that big?"
Boom!
Under the shaking of Mount Tai.
A natural phenomenon occurred, and a beam of light fell, instantly killing thousands of cultivators, including Dragon Gate, Dragon Transformation, and Calamity.
The divine light shone, reflecting the lifetime achievements of the King of Mount Tai, who had fought to the point where the heavens collapsed and the earth crumbled, with no light from the sun and moon.
"The tomb of the King of Mount Tai is about to open!"
The four-eyed person said solemnly.
It's Wu Ping's turn to ask this time: "According to the literature, this Tai Shan King shouldn't be a demonic cultivator, so why is he still performing this blood sacrifice at the gate? (Is it necessary?)"
"This is not a blood sacrifice at the gate, it's just a way to eliminate those with insufficient luck."
Wu Ping, with a puzzled expression, asks, "Are you saying that they died just because they had bad luck?"
Four Eyes nods, "Luck is predetermined, but it can also be improved over time. To be precise, their luck has been bad from birth until now."
An absurd world.
An absurd Tai Shan King.
Thank goodness it didn't fall on my head.
"Don't worry, when it comes to luck, you and I are not inferior to others. We can even suppress the entire field and make it into the top ten."
Wu Ping forces a smile, "Don't flatter yourself."
What's the point of talking about averages? We, who have accumulated merits, can lower their average scores.
Four Eyes: We've been found out.
Wu Ping realizes that this person is really good at showing off.
He can try to learn a few tricks himself.
Whenever he has the opportunity, he will unleash a deadly invisible show-off.
Well, it's important to grab the opportunity, but it's also necessary to be one step ahead in order to take the initiative."
Wu Ping walks off the stage slowly and goes directly to the front closest to the pillar of light.
As for the idea of retreating behind everyone at the beginning, it's basically impossible now. Since they arrived here, countless gazes have been cast their way.
That's why Wu Ping said, "What would happen if we killed everyone?" Because there is a lot of malicious intent among them, and he doesn't like to let those who hold grudges live another day.
Although Wu Ping doesn't know where they have grudges against him.
Apart from killing disciples of the Qi Tian Battle Mansion, he hasn't done much.
The distinctive attire, the blood python on his body, and the human heads around his waist all speak of Wu Ping's identity.
"Sir, I don't think I've offended so many people. You seem to have quite a few enemies."
"They are all insignificant people. Speaking of which, did you see that fool who still wears fur even when the sun is high?"
Four Eyes nods.
"Let's go, let's go and kill him."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because the way he looked at me made me very unhappy."
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