I’ll Quit Being a God

It's just that the Wolf God said he was going south, so how could Huo Feng dare to delay? He directly rejected the request of the barge horse and let it follow him south.

Therefore, the dissatisfied barge horse now refused to let Huo Feng ride. Huo Feng, who could only walk, began to lose his strength after walking on the rugged mountain road for half a day.

The barge horse sneered at this and kept blowing out breath from its nostrils, sneering at the master beside him.

The mountains in the Shuilong Mountain Range are undulating and steep, and the roads are steep. It is far more difficult to walk than Lu Heng imagined. If an ordinary person were to walk this route in the Dragon Falling Mountain Range, it would probably take a lot of time and energy.

Now Huo Feng had only walked for half a day, and he couldn't bear it anymore. But the deeper you go into the mountains, the harder the road becomes.

On the second day after arriving, Lu Heng and the others could no longer see even the flat land.

Between the steep and precipitous mountains is an abyss with thousands of feet of cliffs.

The Chidao passing through the Shuilong Mountain Range was carved out bit by bit in such steep mountains. In many places it is not even possible to dig, but plank roads have been built directly.

Walking on the edge of the road, if you step on nothing, your body will be gone.

The nearly vertical mountain range looks like it was cut with a knife or an axe. Such a weird mountain shape made Lu Heng shake his head.

No wonder there are rumors of ancient dragons falling in the Dragon Falling Mountain Range. The mountains between the mountains are so weird that if viewed from a high altitude, it would be like tiny dragon scales gathering together one after another.

On the third day, Lu Heng and the others officially entered the core range of the Falling Dragon Mountain Range.

At this point, the mountain and the road between the mountains were already steeper than Lu Heng expected.

Not only are there steep cliffs and abysses, but the distance between mountains has also become erratic. Sometimes it's so close that a mortal can jump directly to the opposite mountain.

But sometimes it's so far away that you can only vaguely see the appearance of the opposite mountain in the clouds and mist. As for the huge gap between the two mountains, there is a thick white mist floating in it, making it impossible to peek at the bottom of the pit.

Huo Feng said that the Chuilong Mountain Range is shrouded in fog all year round. The deeper you go, the thicker the fog becomes, and it stays there all year round.

Among the mysterious mountains shrouded in mist, there is a strange beast called Kun in the Mountain. It looks like a huge whale, but it flies in the mountains, swallows clouds and mist, and sucks the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It has a gentle temperament, but it can also destroy mountains and crack rocks. His terrifying power makes people dare not provoke him.

However, Lu Heng and the others did not see it.

After arriving here, because the mountains in the mountains became more and more steep, not only did the frequency of plank roads increase, there were even cable bridges connecting the mountains.

One chain after another, the iron chain bridges shuttled through the mountains shrouded in white mist, connecting the mountains one after another, and connecting the fragmented roads in the mountains.

Some of these chain bridges are much longer than Lu Heng imagined. The longest chain bridge is even more than one kilometer long.

It is logically impossible for such a long iron lock bridge to exist.

The one or two kilometer long cross-river bridges in Lu Heng's previous life were all made of strong concrete, supported by piers and fixed with fine steel cables to maintain stability.

But the huge chain bridge in the mountains is really just a simple chain bridge. There are no bridge piers and no cables to fix it. It is connected between the two mountains, but it is stable and calm. It does not sway at all despite the mountain wind.

Such a situation is simply contrary to common sense. Lu Heng was amazed to see the so-called physics pressed to the ground and rubbed like crazy.

Seeing Lu Heng's curiosity, Huo Feng explained.

"The iron cable bridges in this mountain were all built by the Jiuli tribe."

"When the late emperor was alive, he had a good relationship with Li Tan, the priest of the Qushan tribe of the Jiuli tribe. The iron lock bridges in Zhuilong Mountain were all cast by priest Li Tan. They have the power of being impervious to wind and rain and incorruptible to all things."

"It has been more than four hundred years since these iron locks were built."

"In the past four hundred years, even if the earth dragon turned over and the strong wind blew, these iron cable bridges were never damaged. They are an important part of the Zhuilong Mountain Chidao."

Huo Feng's narration made Lu Heng suddenly realize.

It turned out to be the work of the Jiuli tribe. No wonder the iron cables of this iron cable bridge are different from ordinary gold and iron.

After seeing the talents of the priests of the Xifeng Department and the Hanhai Department, Lu Heng knew that the metallurgical skills of the Jiuli tribe were indeed different from ordinary people.

Although the Iron Lock Bridge in the mountains is contrary to common sense, it would not be surprising if it was built by the Jiuli tribe.

After all, even the Heavenly Tribulation Sword of the Royal Envoy Tianlei can be made by the Jiuli Clan.

In comparison, the Iron Lock Bridge in the fog is not a big deal.

Chapter 137 Ascetic Monk

The terrain of the Falling Dragon Mountain Range is dangerous and rugged.

On the fifth day, even though the barge horse had calmed down and offered to be ridden by Huo Feng, Huo Feng refused.

Today's Chidao is not only narrow and low, but also extremely dangerous, with an abyss next to it. Even though he knew that he didn't have to worry about falling off the horse while sitting on the back of the barge, he didn't want to scare himself and chose to walk.

This naturally aroused another burst of laughter from the barge horses.

However, after Huo Feng reshaped his Taoist heart, he became thicker and thicker. The sarcasm of the barge horse had no effect on him at all.

The group continued to travel through the mountains. On the sixth day, they saw that they had walked more than half of the mountain road, and when they were about to leave the core area with iron lock bridges, they actually saw the Kun in the mountains that Huo Feng had mentioned.

It was in the morning, and the morning fog shrouded the mountains, making the already foggy Shuilong Mountains even more hazy.

While crossing an iron cable bridge that stretched between two mountains, Lu Heng and the others suddenly heard a long and sad cry echoing in the mountains.

The desolate cry seems to be full of vicissitudes and sorrows of the years, making people subconsciously want to stop and listen.

Then, the mist surged in the mountains, and a huge black shadow stretched across the sky and flew over Lu Heng and the others.

The huge and broad belly, as well as the fins that appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mist, were clearly a huge and terrifying whale.

However, if you look closely, you will see that this huge beast is somewhat different from a whale.

As Lu Heng watched in amazement, the giant beast named Kun in the Mountain was wandering in the clouds and mist, its huge body turning dexterously. It seems that what we are in is not among the cliffs in the mountains, but the deep sea.

As it moved and rolled, the clouds and mist dispersed, making it extremely spectacular.

As for this spectacular and magical scene, even the cold-tempered Xiao Ai couldn't help but widen his eyes, open his mouth slightly, and was shocked.

Although she had heard from Huo Feng that the Kun in the mountain was extraordinary, hearing about it and seeing it with her own eyes were two completely different experiences.

Behind Lu Heng and the others, a long sigh of emotion sounded at this moment.

"All living beings are ups and downs in the sea of ​​suffering... ah... it's sad, it's sad."

This sudden sigh made Lu Heng stunned for a moment.

Everyone turned around, only to find that a skinny figure had appeared behind them.

She was wrapped in a yellow and rough coarse cloth, and her messy hair was like a bird's nest, covered with dust. There is no trace of fat in the thin body, which can be called skinny, and the ribs can be clearly seen.

The wooden stick in his hand was a dead branch randomly picked up by the roadside.

A rag package slung over the shoulder is the most common attire of ascetic monks.

From Lu Heng's understanding, there is no Buddhist Buddha in this world, but there are ascetic monks.

These ascetics worshiped no specific deity. Breaking the family to practice is just to seek inner peace or the transcendence of the soul.

They were unkempt and ragged, carrying dead sticks and sticks picked up randomly from the roadside and reciting ancient scriptures as they walked. They have to endure things that ordinary people think are painful, such as long-term fasting of food and water, enduring severe heat and cold, and practicing patience and dissociation.

Therefore, the existence of ascetics is not unusual. There are many in this world.

But the ascetic in front of me...

Lu Heng looked surprised, because even though he was holding the Nether Soul Suppressing Seal, he didn't notice the monk's arrival.

There is no trace of Tao Yun spiritual light in the body of the monk in front of him. Even if he uses the Nether Soul Suppressing Seal to check, he can only see a calm and simple soul without any divine light.

It seemed that what appeared behind them was just the most ordinary mortal.

Lu Heng jumped off the white wolf's back and landed on the ground. Then he bowed his hands to the ascetic at the bridge and said, "Lu Heng has met the master in Hanyu Mountain."

Lu Heng's active greeting made the ascetic in the distance startled.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Heng and others on the chain bridge, and also joined his hands and saluted.

He said: "Fellow Taoist praises me, but I am just an ordinary person in the world, and I don't deserve the name of a master."

In the mist, the monk is humble.

On the chain bridge, Lu Heng smiled, "Master went into the mountains alone, but he also wanted to go south? If you don't mind, you can go with Lu and others. Not only can you walk together, but you can also talk and communicate with each other... I don't know what Master means. How about the next one?"

Lu Heng's initiative to get acquainted made the ascetic monk who called himself Jiu Mie hesitate for a few seconds before he said, "If my fellow Taoist doesn't mind the old monk being a burden, then we'll be in trouble."

Lu Heng greeted him with a smile.

After that, the ascetic monk who called himself Jiu Mie joined Lu Heng and his team.

And just like Jiu Mie said, he moves slowly and deserves to be called a burden. With him around, Lu Heng and his group moved much slower.

In Huo Feng's perception, the Master of Nine Destructions was walking as hard as a mortal, stopping to catch his breath from time to time on the rugged mountain road. But it wasn't that he wanted to delay deliberately, but that his body really couldn't bear running on such a rugged mountain road.

In order to take care of the frail Master Jiu Mie, Lu Heng and the others also slowed down.

It's just that although Master Jiu Mie is thin and shambling, like an old man who can be blown away by a gust of wind, neither Huo Feng nor Xiao Ai dare to be disrespectful.

Because when Lu Heng and Master Jiu Mie laughed and chatted, what they talked about all the way were all profound and profound theories on cultivation to Huo Feng and Xiao Ai.

Xiao Ai was okay, but Huo Feng listened with rapt attention, and even wished that the Master of Nine Destructions would walk slower so that he could listen more to the discussion between the Wolf God and this master.

Master Jiu Mie did not deliberately hide it, and everyone knew that this skinny old monk who seemed frail was actually an expert hermit with profound cultivation.

He just hid his divine power and cultivated his mind, walking around the world with a thin and ordinary body, cultivating his mind through calamities.

When they camped at night, beside the campfire, Lu Heng looked at the howling wind in the mountains and the cold moon in the night sky, and suddenly smiled.

"I wonder if Master knows the magic of thunder?"

Jiu Mie took a deep look at Lu Heng's soul incarnation, then smiled and said, "Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist."

Lu Heng laughed, and with a thought in his mind, he saw strands of dark clouds and mist suddenly appearing out of thin air in the cold moonlight of Zhuilong Mountain.

Those dark clouds gathered quickly after they appeared, and soon, a huge, dark and surging calamity cloud was suspended above everyone's heads.

Among the clouds, the power of thunder appeared faintly.

Huo Feng huddled in the corner, watching this scene with a complicated expression.

Lu Heng said with a smile, "The power of thunder is extremely ferocious. Once it appears in this world, the power of thunder will be difficult to conceal."

"But Lu has gained some insights from his recent practice. Although he cannot hide the power of the thunder, he also has some ideas... Master, please take a look."

After speaking, a blazing white thunder suddenly flew out of Lu Heng's soul incarnation, flew straight into the sky, and exploded loudly in the calamity cloud.

Rumble——

The violent power of robbery and punishment raged in the mountains.

But it seems to be weaker than expected...

When the old monk saw this scene, his eyes lit up and he became interested.

He smiled and said, "So it can still be like this? Although Taoist friend's technique is rough, it is contrary to ordinary techniques. I guess it was derived by Taoist friend on his own?"

Lu Heng nodded and said, "We are still in the exploratory stage. I wonder if Master can give me some advice?"

The old monk in front of him was extremely skilled in the art of concealing spirit and energy. Lu Heng naturally smiled and asked for advice without concealing his motives.

Jiu Mie's curiosity was also aroused, and he smiled and discussed the ferocious power of this thunder with Lu Heng.

For the old monk, it is also a wonderful experience to be able to get up close and personal with the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Thunder, which is rarely seen in the ordinary world.

What's more, now he can not only come into contact with the Heaven Punishment Tribulation Thunder, but he can even listen to Lu Heng explain in detail the various peculiarities of the Heaven Punishment Tribulation Thunder.

One was curious about Tianlei, the other was interested in hiding Qi and hiding God... One person and one wolf fell into a passionate discussion.

In the originally quiet Dragon Dragon Mountain, thunder of punishment from heaven flashed by from time to time.

The terrifying thunder light and its ferocious power scared the beasts and birds in the mountains and fled in all directions, not daring to approach the area where the calamity cloud was surging.

The people who were supposed to camp for one night and then set off, stayed in the camp because of this man and one wolf who were intoxicated in the exchange of Taoism and Dharma.

The flashing thunder of Heavenly Punishment Tribulation flashed in Lu Heng's hand, dissipating from time to time and then reappearing, demonstrating the various wonders of the Tribulation Thunder to the old monk in front of him.

Chapter 138 The Dragon of Candle Yin (Part 1)

In the mist-shrouded Zhuilong Mountains, the dark calamity clouds surged silently, and the mighty power of heavenly punishment had already scared away all the nearby beasts.

Now within the ten-mile radius where Lu Heng and the others were, apart from some mosquitoes and ants, Lu Heng and his party were the only living creatures.

On a cliff protruding from a huge rock, Lu Heng and Master Jiu Mie were sitting and talking.

The clouds surged around them, then dispersed. The blazing light of thunder surged between the two people from time to time.

Three days have passed.

There was a faint burnt blackness between the ten fingers of Master Jiu Mie.

That was the trace left by trying to touch the sky thunder when discussing Taoism, but was seriously injured as a result.