It stretches eighty thousand miles across and towers into the ninth heaven.
During the day, the fairy mist is thick, Sanskrit chants are chanting, and auspiciousness accompanies it;
At night, the sounds of gods and demons fighting are endless, accompanied by the roar of mysterious creatures.
There are several legends about Mount Tai in the world. One is that Mount Tai is a holy mountain, and there is an opportunity to be called a saint and ancestor on the top of the mountain. The other is that inside Mount Tai is a mausoleum of gods and demons, where supreme gods and demons are buried!
The third rumor is even more bizarre. There is a five-color altar on the top of Mount Tai, which connects to another world.
There is no way to verify who is true and who is false, because no one except previous emperors dared to enter Mount Tai, and no one who entered has ever come out alive.
In fact, this world is far more than what we see. The reason why the secular world is called secular is because there is a supreme existence in this world called: monks.
Ancient books record: Cultivators eat wind and drink dew, do not eat the fireworks of the world, are extraordinary and refined, and have the ability to move mountains and seas.
Mount Tai spans 80,000 miles. In fact, the real Mount Tai only has a huge mountain mass of 3,000 miles in the middle. The surrounding mountains were formed later. Thanks to the luck of Mount Tai, they became a dragon vein. Many expedition teams came here because of Mount Tai.
The existing dragon veins are named: Mount Tai Dragon Veins.
The emperor built the Great Wall along this dragon vein to protect the empire's foundation for eternity.
Yunyan Village is an inconspicuous town in the Dragon Vein. The villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset. I don’t know how many small villages like this there are in the Dragon Vein.
The most conspicuous place in the village is a huge mausoleum at the entrance of the village. The black jade tombstone is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and is engraved with a line of regular script: Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
In the wind and snow, there is an even bigger willow tree in front of the giant mausoleum. The whole body is charred black, and the jasper tree has withered. Only a twig is pulled out from the top of the trunk, swaying in the wind, and the green light is rippling...
The Wang family, the only family with an outside name in the village, has made a living by making coffins for generations, and only makes nine coffins every year. There is a rumor circulating in the village: If you force ten coffins, you will be punished by God.
"Brother Ye, dad wants you to come in." The little girl ran out of the back room and whispered to the young man, slightly worried.
The little girl's eyes were lifeless, like the Nine Netherworlds of Hell, her two delicate ears were slender, like an elf, and she was dressed beautifully in a long red dress.
The young man responded calmly and walked towards the back room. The little girl stretched out her hand to pull him, but he dodged her. The young man had dragon eyes and a phoenix neck. He was majestic and plainly dressed, like a down-and-out nobleman.
Retracting her hand angrily, the little girl could no longer hear the boy's footsteps and whispered to herself: "Dad is going to punish Brother Ye again..."
The little girl's name is Yan'er, and her father has punished the boy every day since she can remember.
Opening the door curtain, a rickety figure turned around, and the young man shouted respectfully: Master.
The old man's name is Wang Hua. He is an ordinary man and is the only person in the village who has been out of the mountains. People often come here to ask him to make coffins, but he makes at most nine coffins every year.
It is said that ten years ago, the emperor's uncle forced him to make the tenth coffin. On the day the coffin was completed, thunder fell from the sky, and the emperor's uncle's lineage was wiped out. Since then, no one has asked for the tenth coffin.
That night, Bai Ye saw thunder rolling in the night sky, the fairy palace destroyed, and the big willow tree next to the emperor's mausoleum falling from the sky, with its charred trunk buried deep in the soil.
Wang Hua often laments: In my previous life, I killed people, and in this life, I am a coffin maker.
The boy's name was Bai Ye. He picked him up from the bank of the Yellow River. For fifteen years, he taught him how to make a coffin every day. If he made any mistakes, he would be whipped with a cane. Both of them were used to it.
"How many coffin bans have you had?" Wang Hua turned his back to the young man and asked softly.
The reason why the Wang family's coffin making is so miraculous is inseparable from Wang Hua's miraculous methods. Bai Ye has been making coffins with the master since he can remember, and spent most of his time mastering a "coffin taboo".
This is a magical technique, and Wang Hua has never shown anything beyond ordinary people in front of him.
In the past ten years, Wang Hua has only taught Bai Ye one skill, which is coffin confinement. Today, Bai Ye can barely learn the basic confinement seal, but the method of transformation is still far away.
"Eighty-one lessons have been learned." Bai Ye answered truthfully, and after finishing his words, he looked up at the figure behind him.
How he wished his master could praise him, even just one sentence.
"Too slow!" Wang Hua hated the fact that iron could not become steel, and sighed helplessly: "At this rate, when will the magic coffin be repaired..."
There is an ancient well in the courtyard, with nine wooden coffins placed on all sides, with different styles, and thousands of scenery evolved among them.
"My disciple is stupid, I am willing to be punished by my master!" Bai Ye's eyes dimmed, filled with shame.
From the fifteen years he can remember, Wang Hua was very kind to him, but he was extremely strict about making coffins.
The eighty-one forbidden seals were not mastered until today. Bai Ye felt unhappy, feeling that he owed a lot to his master and was willing to be punished.
"Yan'er!" Wang Hua shouted outside. The little girl who was hiding outside the door curtain and eavesdropping agreed in a panic, stumbled into the house holding a dark jade vine, and handed it to Wang Hua.
"Dad, please forgive me this time! He will definitely work harder in the future!" Yan'er held Wang Hua's sleeves in both hands and begged eagerly.
"Yan'er, I can handle these whippings, don't make things difficult for the master!" Bai Ye looked at Yan'er's pitiful look and felt warm in his heart. This little girl who had been running behind her since she was a child has grown up.
"You see, he said he can't stand it and won't go out!" Wang Hua glanced at Bai Ye and hummed to Yan'er.
The two masters and apprentices were more aggressive than the other, and Yan'er ran away in anger.
Quickly taking off his gown, lying down on the bench, exposing his back, waiting for punishment, this was what Bai Ye had to experience every day.
Snapped!
As soon as he raised the whip with his hand, a red mark immediately swelled up on Bai Ye's back. If he looked closely at Bai Ye's skin, it was shining brightly, giving him a sense of transparency.
Bang bang bang!
The vine whips are like waves, one after another, hitting Bai Ye's back. The red marks are getting more and more dense, and they are quickly swallowed up by the white skin, like tempered refined iron.
Each landing point of the vine whip is different, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as slow as the breeze, with a strange rhythm.
After a full forty-nine blows, Wang Hua stopped.
"A distinguished guest is here today, hurry up and open the door!" Wang Hua looked at Bai Ye and uttered a long word, then turned to look in the direction of the ancient well in the yard and fell into deep thought.
"When will our distinguished guests come to our place... This year's nine coffins have been finished a long time ago." Bai Ye muttered with a look of disapproval, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Someone is really coming!" Bai Ye was shocked and secretly said that the master knew what was going on. When he was stunned, Wang Hua scolded: "Why are you so stupid? Why don't you open the door!"
At this time, the people outside the door seemed to be anxious, and the knocking on the door was like rain hitting banana trees, getting more and more urgent, like drums beating on a battlefield.
"Who is it?"
Just as Bai Ye was holding back his anger from Wang Hua, the rapid knock on the door made him frown.
In the ice and snow, the nineteen cavalry were majestic and orderly. The horses they rode were Dawan Baoju sweat-blooded horses, and everyone wore black clothes and iron armor.
There was one person in the lead who looked older than the other eighteen people. He was strong and powerful, with a thunderous aura hidden in his eyes!
"Commander, why don't you let me knock down this door? This family has made me wait for so long!" someone from the eighteen-year-old cavalry said.
"No, the King of Han asked us to ask Mr. Wang Hua to make the coffin. We must treat him with courtesy." The commander's sharp eyes made the young man lower his head.
"Commander, I can wait, but the King of Han cannot wait, so just listen to Xiao Wu!" Another voice sounded.
The middle-aged leader's pupils tightened, he nodded slightly and agreed to the young man's proposal.
The young man named Xiao Wu got off his horse and kicked him out ten feet away from the gate with great force!
If it wasn't a big emergency, why would the King of Han send out his troops at this time? Everyone in the group was very anxious.
Squeak, the door opened from the inside.
call!
Xiaowu's eyes were cold, and he advanced instead of retreating, increasing the strength of his feet, and he was already close to Bai Ye's abdomen!
As a young hero in the Han Dynasty, Xiao Wu is not only extraordinary in appearance, but also a leader among the younger generation in martial arts.
Seeing the kick coming to his abdomen, Bai Ye was shocked for a moment, then he smiled calmly and met the kick with the same kick.
puff!
There was a crisp sound, and Xiao Wu fell to his knees, his heroic face twisted in pain, dripping with cold sweat.
He raised his head and saw the terrifying young man in front of the gate. He had been practicing leg skills for twenty years since he was five years old. He did not expect to be defeated by a boy younger than him.
The two young men got off their horses, helped Xiao Wu up, stared at Bai Ye from left to right, and yelled: "Boy, do you know who we are?"
The dignified soldiers of the King of Han actually knelt down in front of people's doors. Wouldn't it make people laugh if word spread?
Bai Ye shrugged and grinned: "No matter who you are, when you arrive at the Wang family, you must follow the Wang family's rules!"
"Presumptuous!" the two young men shouted angrily: "Do you still have the King of Han in your eyes?"
Bai Ye listened, picked his ears with his little finger, and said softly: "King of Han... I only know that Da Qin is the emperor now."
"Besides, my master said that even if the current emperor comes to the Wang family, he must follow the Wang family's rules!"
Bai Ye spoke loudly, every word, and after finishing speaking, he flicked his little fingers, his face expressionless.
You can tell at a glance that this group of iron cavalry has an extraordinary origin, but Bai Ye doesn't care about you so much. Kicking the door of the Wang family means that the person who came here is evil.
Wang Hua once said: Anyone who comes to you who is not kind should not be polite!
"Boy, today I will teach you how to respect others on behalf of your family!" The two young men were furious, rushing towards both sides of Bai Ye, taking one step in the air, holding a trace of white mist in their wrists.
The white mist is like a living thing, exuding bursts of cold air, icy to the bone.
Bai Ye glanced at the silent middle-aged commander coldly, waved his palms lightly, and connected fists with his palms!
At the moment of contact, a chill hit Bai Ye's heart, as if his body was about to freeze. At this moment, Bai Ye's heart beat heavily, as if a chasm had been opened, blood flowed throughout his body, and the skin around his body was emitting a faint gleam.
Bang bang!
The two young men were thrown back like broken sacks at a faster speed than when they came. Blood flowed across the void and a snow pit was created. Life or death was unknown.
Bai Ye put his hands behind his back and looked calm, but his hands were actually numb from the cold. He pretended to be calm and snorted heavily.
"To defeat the immortal with the mortal?"
The middle-aged commander glared at Bai Ye angrily, squinted his eyes slightly to look at him, raised his hand to stop his men's agitation, and confirmed that Bai Ye was a real mortal.
"Old father-in-law Wang Hua is indeed well-deserved for his reputation. Unfortunately, young people are too impatient and don't know how to be patient. Let me help you remember today!"
The leader stood up from his horse, spreading his arms horizontally like a roc spreading its wings, covering the sky and the sun. Suddenly, there was a sudden flash of light, sword light and blood shadow...
Bai Ye quickly retreated without thinking, but stopped in an instant. It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that a blood line opened on his neck, only scratching the skin.
He didn't dare to retreat. The opponent's strength was too strong. If the opponent hadn't held back, Bai Ye was not sure whether he would have been killed in one blow!
Bai Ye looked up and saw the middle-aged commander standing three steps away from him. The sword on his waist seemed to have never been unsheathed.
The commander stared closely at Bai Ye's wound, and saw that the blood line was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was amazed in his heart, and said coldly: "Please come out, Mr. Wang Hua, yet!"
Bai Ye's eyes flashed, he clenched his fists, and decided to use the forbidden seal taught by his master...
At this moment, a vicissitudes of voice came from the house: "Why does the commander need to be as knowledgeable as a child..."
From far to near, Wang Hua hunched over Bai Ye and stood in front of a group of cavalry. He had an aura of his own. Bai Ye felt that his master could be compared with the sky.
He had never seen Wang Hua take action before, and he was very excited in his heart. How would the always calm master deal with the imperial army with immortal methods?
Wang Hua glanced at the menacing crowd, and finally focused his attention on the commander, and said indifferently: "This year's nine coffins have been completed. If the commander wants a coffin, then go back!"
go back?
The middle-aged commander smiled brightly: "We have issued a military order in front of the King of Han. If we can't get a coffin, the head on our neck will not be saved."
His intention was clear, he had to get a good coffin no matter what. If it hadn't been for the thunderous annihilation of the family ten years ago, the middle-aged commander would have led his army to force it.
Military orders have been a matter of gambling with one's life since ancient times, and are not issued casually.
"Commander, who is asking for a coffin?" Wang Hua said. Since he is asking for a coffin, it is natural that someone has died and needs to be buried.
To have a group of forbidden troops issue a military order must not be an ordinary person.
The commander's tiger eyes flashed, hesitating again and again, and finally replied: "The young emperor passed away. The King of Han was so sad that he wanted to personally conduct a state funeral for him. He specially ordered us to come and ask for the coffin!"
"To be honest, I have used Jiuyou Ice Coffin and Huangquan Copper Coffin before. Unfortunately, the coffin body broke after only seven days, and it could not bear the Young Emperor..."
Wang Hua nodded when he heard the words. He understood in his heart and immediately made a plan. He said to the middle-aged commander: "It's not too late. Commander, please wait for a moment. I will explain some matters at home to my son and then set off."
Less than three years after the young emperor came to the throne, he was still underage and died suddenly. The situation in the Qin Empire was bound to usher in a period of turmoil. If the situation was not stabilized in time, the world would most likely fall apart.
Wang Hua led Bai Ye into the inner hall. The middle-aged commander led a group of cavalry and stood solemnly in the cold wind.
In the inner hall, Wang Hua frowned in front of Bai Ye for the first time, glanced at Bai Ye, and said: "Master has something urgent to go out. You should go to Beiliang immediately to find someone... King Xu, he knows how to arrange you!"
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"I'm here, I don't know when I'll be able to come back. I've already set up a formation to hide myself in the imperial mausoleum!"
Wang Hua pressed the seal, and the nine wooden coffins surrounding the ancient well slowly hung in the air, gradually fused together, and solidified into an ancient coffin like black jade!
As soon as he closed his sleeves and hands, the ancient coffin disappeared.
Wang Hua is still the old man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.
"Xiaoye, do you know why I have punished you every day for more than ten years as a teacher?" Wang Hua stared at him and asked.
From the age of five to the present, for ten years, there has been no interruption. Sometimes Bai Ye thinks that the master is deliberately punishing him.
Bai Ye replied respectfully: "My disciple is stupid and cannot meet the master's requirements, so he is willing to be punished."
"This is only one of the reasons. What's more important is that you have something inside your body." Wang Hua said seriously, "A mortal's physique cannot bear it, so I will forge your body day after day.
Root bone.”
A ray of spiritual light emerged from Bai Ye's left heart, the misty brilliance disappeared, and a dark green jade fan slowly fell down. Bai Ye reached out to catch it, the weight was just right.
Wang Hua said leisurely: "This thing was acquired by my teacher by chance. It seems to be an extraterrestrial thing. It weighs one hundred and eight thousand kilograms. My master once shed blood to identify its owner, but the weight was reduced to eighteen thousand kilograms."
If it is reduced again, it cannot be retracted and released freely. It is only in a semi-recognizing state, and the power it exerts is one-tenth or two-tenths..."
Wang Hua's eyes narrowed, as if he was lost in memories, and murmured: "I will take it into your body and cultivate it from an early age. When you cultivate it into an attribute, it will revive... No matter you
Whatever you see must be kept secret."
The jade fan flashed with inspiration and penetrated into Bai Ye's heart, as if it had never appeared before.
At the same time, an inch-long black vertical line appeared between his eyebrows.
It seems to be the legendary Tai Chi Bagua diagram, and it also seems to be an altar. There is something in the center, hazy and very strange.
"The eternal responsibility of being my master will be left to you. When you enter the Tao, you will be able to open the magic seal!"
Eternal responsibility?
"I've been wrong for a million years...Canghai...it's time for an explanation!"
Wang Hua had never spoken so solemnly before. Bai Ye listened quietly and remembered the master's words firmly.
"Yan'er!" Wang Hua called the little girl in and held her little hand: "Let's go with daddy."
The little girl's face turned pale and she mustered up the courage to say: "Dad, tonight is the night of the full moon, I want to stay and take care of Brother Ye!"
Yan'er had always obeyed her father's words, but this was the first time she refuted it, for Bai Ye's sake.
"He must face these things by himself. This is good for him, and with his current body, he can completely withstand the power of the evil force!" Wang Hua said.
Then, he handed the dark jade vine to Bai Ye and took the little girl away.
After tonight, Bai Ye will leave Yunyan Village, where he has lived for more than ten years, and head to Beiliang to see the world.
The courtyard was empty, the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, the sky was gloomy, the village was quiet, and occasionally a dog barked.
Under the old peach tree, with a golden bottle and a jade pot, I poured myself a drink in the white night. The face of a young man came to my mind. Apart from his masters Wang Hua and Yan'er, this was his most important relative.
"Brother, you must come back alive...the master will forgive you!"
"You are the most gifted genius in our tomb-keeper lineage. You will be fine!"
Four years ago, the eldest brother went to the palace alone for a woman.
Bai Ye was blinded and raised his eyes to glance at the night sky. The clouds gradually covered the bright full moon. Suddenly there was a muffled sound inside his body. His hand trembled and the gold cup he lifted broke to the ground.
Wisps of gray ice mist spread out from his skin. His pale skin and hair were filled with ice particles. Bai Ye still held the jade pot tightly in his left hand and rested his elbow on the edge of the hard granite table.
A lock of hair fell from the corner of his forehead, and Bai Ye's eyes were blurred.
The skin covered by the ice mist shimmered slightly, and a mysterious power emitted from his skin, entangled with the ice mist. Although he was at a disadvantage, he could manage to hold on.
At dawn, the rooster sang and the world turned white. In the confusion, Bai Ye defeated the ice fog for the first time without relying on others.
"Fate is a trick. The emperor has been pursuing the path to immortality his whole life. Great changes have taken place in the past few decades, and it is no longer unattainable!"
Looking at the empty village entrance, Bai Ye took a long breath, filled with emotion, and finally shook his head. What qualifications did he, a mortal, have to comment on the supreme existence in the world.
He simply packed his luggage, tied the cane whip around his waist, dusted off the accumulated dust on the corners of his white clothes, and walked out of the village alone.
The pace is very slow in the white night, but Yunyan Village is very lively during the day, with smoke curling up from the cooking pots.
He grew up in Yunyan Village since he was a child. He and his eldest brother became the kings of children in the village. They both liked the feeling of leading troops in war. He and his eldest brother often competed with each other, dividing the friends in the village into two teams to play siege.
Great war.
However, he has never defeated his elder brother, not even once...
Now, the friends from back then have all grown up. The good ones are studying in private schools, while the poor ones are working for landlords. They are so far apart that it is difficult for them to get together again.
Bai Ye didn't go door to door to say goodbye. He didn't feel how important he was in the hearts of others. From the moment he stepped out of Yunyan Village, he and they became people in two different worlds.