"The ninety-seventh generation Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhiming, begs Little Uncle-Master to come out of seclusion!”
A sorrowful cry sounded from outside the forbidden area of Mount Longhu and spread into the depths of the forbidden area.
An old man and a young man were kneeling in front of the forbidden forest at the back of Longhu Mountain.
Dressed in a gray Daoist robe, his face was as pale as gold paper. It was obvious that he did not have much time left. He was the ninety-seventh generation of the Celestial Master of Mount Longhu, Zhang Zhiming.
It was now the era of the revival of demons. Demons wreaked havoc on the earth and brought disaster to the human world.
Mount Longhu was a Demon Slayer whose mission was to vanquish demons and devils.
There were ten factions of demon slaying masters in the world, and Mount Longhu was the leader of the ten factions.
As the old heavenly master of Mount Longhu, he was one of the best in the world.
However, the old heavenly master Zhang Zhiming did not have long to live.
Three days ago.
The main attacker of the Dark Mountain Path, who was in Celestial Being Realm, broke through the mountain gate and besieged Mount Longhu.
The old heavenly master, who was at the Land Immortal Realm, burned his blood essence to cast the forbidden spell of Mount Longhu, the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Spell, and barely forced the powerful enemy back.
The Five Lightning Heavenly Heart Mantra was the number one mantra of Mount Longhu.
It could only be used when one cultivated to the Heaven Tier.
The old Celestial Master had used up all of his energy to cast the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Curse forcefully as a Land Immortal, and he did not have long to live.
He had come to the forbidden area of Mount Longhu and begged his Youngest Uncle, who had been in seclusion for three hundred years, to come out and save Mount Longhu.
"Master, is there really a Martial Granduncle who has been in seclusion for 300 years in the forbidden area?”
Ye Qinglan, who was kneeling behind the old Taoist Master, was in her early twenties. She was dressed in a chivalrous outfit. She blinked her big, watery eyes and looked curiously at the forbidden forest in front of her, which had no response.
The disciples of Longhu Mountain all knew that there was a senior granduncle who had been in seclusion for three hundred years in the forbidden forest, but not many people believed it.
"Of course!"
The old heavenly master said seriously.
"Have you seen it before?"
Ye Qinglan's eyes lit up.
"Not really."
The old heavenly master shook his head and smiled awkwardly." Little Uncle-Master went into seclusion three hundred years ago. I'm only one hundred and seventy-eight years old this year. When Youngest Uncle was in seclusion, I wasn't born yet.”
"Although I haven't seen Little Uncle-Master with my own eyes, I know that Little Uncle-Master is in seclusion in the forbidden area.”
"A hundred years ago, before your grandmaster ascended to the Immortal World, he gave Mount Longhu to me. He specially instructed me that if Mount Longhu was in trouble in the future, I could take the token to the forbidden area and ask Youngest Uncle to come out of seclusion.”
"This token?"
Ye Qinglan lowered her head and looked at the token in her hand. She could not help but feel disappointed. She muttered softly," This is not a magic tool. It looks very ordinary."”
It seemed that this Martial Granduncle was definitely not much!
……
In the forbidden forest of Mount Longhu.
In the deepest part of the forbidden area where powerful demons often appeared, there was a very quiet small courtyard.
The courtyard was not big, but it was exceptionally beautiful and full of life.
There was a small courtyard, two vegetable gardens, three bamboo houses, and half an acre of paddy field.
In the middle of the courtyard, there was a ten-zhang-tall weeping willow. Its tender green branches danced in the wind, and each leaf emitted a lustrous luster.
Under the willow tree, there was a stone table with a radius of half a meter and four stone stools.
A chessboard was carved on the stone table.
The white-robed young man, who was like an immortal, descended from the light spot in his hand and turned into a white piece on the chessboard.
"You lost."
The white-robed youth's smile was like a spring breeze that could charm thousands of girls.
"Oh…Master, you're bullying a bird! This game doesn't count!"
A strange cry came from the other side of the chessboard.
"No, I went the wrong way just now. This round doesn't count!”
The one playing against him was actually…a bird!
No…to be precise, it was a bald and ugly gray bird that looked like a crow.
The white-robed youth smiled." A true gentleman who has no regrets when playing chess!”
"I'm a bird, and I can't be a gentleman anyway! This round doesn't count. Let's start again!"
The gray-haired bald bird covered its head with its wings vigilantly and begged pitifully," If you pull it out again, you'll be completely bald. You won't be able to play chess with Master anymore!”
Ah...
The gray-haired bald bird suddenly let out a miserable cry. Even though it was careful and vigilant, the last feather on its head was still plucked.
"Boohoo…I'm completely bald now!”
The gray-haired bird landed on the ground and cried.
At this moment.
The voice of the old heavenly master, Zhang Zhiming, was heard.
"The ninety-seventh generation Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhiming, begs Little Uncle-Master to come out of seclusion!”
The white-robed youth's expression changed slightly." Not good. Something must have happened at Mount Longhu?”
The young man in white was none other than Zhang Yi, the senior granduncle who had been in seclusion for 300 years.
Three hundred years ago, Zhang Yi was only eight years old. He was brought back to Mount Longhu by the ninety-fifth generation Celestial Master, Zhang Wei, and was accepted as the youngest disciple.
He became the youngest martial uncle of Mount Longhu.
At that time, the ninety-seventh generation old heavenly master, Zhang Zhiming, had not been born yet.
After Zhang Yi became the master of Mount Longhu, he had awakened the Stronger As He Survived System. The system required him to enter seclusion in the forbidden area of Mount Longhu for 300 years.
Therefore, Zhang Yi, who had just become his disciple, moved to the forbidden area of Mount Longhu where demons roamed.
He will be rewarded with the Five Thunder Technique for a day of seclusion.
Two days of closed-door cultivation. Reward: Golden Light Curse.
Three days of closed-door cultivation. Reward: Cosmos Sword.
……
After a year of seclusion, Zhang Yi was already a Land Deity.
After ten years of seclusion, Zhang Yi was already in Celestial Being Realm.
After a hundred years of seclusion, Zhang Yi could already ascend to the Immortal World.
However, he would not be able to leave this place until the mission was over.
Today was the last day of the three hundred years.
There was less than two hours left until the end of the mission.
However, even if he was one second away, he could not take half a step out of this small courtyard.
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