If you want to ask Zhang Ke who he hates most in his life.
Tushan can only be ranked second.
What he hated most in his life was the six-armed snake demon that tortured him for thirty-three days.
During those thirty-three days, Zhang Ke endured humiliation and performed various ugly acts in order to survive.
The endless torture, the trampling of dignity, and the destroyed eyes and ears.
Zhang Ke's hatred for the six-armed snake demon cannot be washed away by the water of three rivers and five rivers.
As early as a hundred years ago, Zhang Ke searched everywhere for the whereabouts of the six-armed snake demon.
However, the snake demon has disappeared without a trace in the Eastern Region since its confrontation with the two ancestors, Lieyan and Xinghe.
Over the years, Zhang Ke has never received any news about the six-armed snake demon. It turns out that he has already fled to the southern region.
'Hehe, the sky net is sparse and not leaking out, cause and effect are cyclical, don't deceive me sincerely!'
Zhang Ke was extremely excited at this time. The anger in his heart was like a ball on the water. He pressed it down and bounced it up, and could not be quiet for a moment.
I can't wait to rush to Qianlong Cave immediately to find the six-armed snake demon for a life-or-death showdown.
But...
Zhang Ke looked down at the cracks looming in his palm.
He has only recovered to the level of Golden Core cultivation, and he cannot fight for a long time. He is no match for the six-armed snake demon.
According to the speed of recovery from his injuries, it will take at least seven years to recover.
I closed my eyes, took a few deep breaths, and finally suppressed all the hatred in my heart.
Now that we know the whereabouts of the six-armed snake demon, we have a long time to come, so there is no need to rush.
but...
Why is there always a kind of unwillingness in my heart!
Thinking of the torture and fear of the past thirty-three days, Zhang Ke really didn't want to wait for another second.
Unfortunately, the situation was stronger than the person, so he could only suppress the hatred and anger in his heart and continue to deal with Zhu Yuanzong and others.
After chatting casually for a few more words, Zhu Yuanzong and others saw that he was in a daze, so they left one by one.
Zhang Ke sat alone in front of the window, playing with the wine cup in his hand, slightly lost in thought.
'The transformed demons approach the snake demon cautiously, waiting for an opportunity to attack?'
I thought about it for a moment, then shook my head and rejected it.
'No, the snake demon is very powerful. If he misses a single blow, he might scare the snake away, not to mention that he can't defeat the snake demon right now!'
'Lue the snake out of its hole and set up a formation to defeat the enemy?'
'No, this is the Southern Territory. If you can't kill it quickly, it will definitely attract other monsters.'
After thinking about it, Zhang Ke sighed secretly.
After all, it was because of my damaged strength. If I had not been injured, I could have quietly broken into Qianlong Cave, taken her and left.
At this moment, Zhang Ke deeply regretted his previous behavior.
'No, I have to go to Qianlongdong to check it out before I feel at ease.'
After making a decision, Zhang Ke raised his head and drank a glass of wine. Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and saw a monk in sackcloth walking down the long street.
'Hey, who is this? Why does it look so familiar!'
Rubbing his forehead and thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered who this person was.
'It turns out it's him. Strange, why did he come to the Southern Region?'
He knew the monk below, but it was just that he was old and appeared in the image of a monk, so he couldn't recognize him for a while.
He Qing!
Three hundred years ago, in Xiaodian Village in the south of Dingzhou, Taoist Tongyou absorbed the essence of ordinary people to practice the 'Nine Transformations of the Golden Cicada'. Zhang Ke discovered it and destroyed the 'Chanyi Temple' in anger.
His subordinate, Mrs. Shaoyao, fled all the way to Bianma Town, and joined forces with He Qing, who was living in seclusion, to fight against Zhang Ke.
At that time, Zhang Ke was deeply impressed by He Qing's three magical powers: 'Vajra Golden Body', 'Dragon and Elephant Power', and 'Step by Step Growing Lotus'.
Had it not been found out that this man had no bad deeds in the local area, he would have been killed at that time.
Zhang Ke could not have imagined that he would see He Qing again in the Southern Territory a few hundred years later.
Judging from the faint cinnabar between his eyebrows and the faint gathering and dispersion of white light behind his head, it is clear that he has reached the level of Arhat.
He Qing lowered his head and lowered his eyes, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand, and walked down the street step by step.
As I was walking slowly, I felt a gaze focused on me.
He Qing raised his head slightly and followed his gaze, only to see a ferocious monster looking at him thoughtfully from the window on the second floor of the restaurant next to him.
The look in his eyes seemed to be familiar to him.
He Qing was a little surprised. This was his first time in the Southern Territory, so how could he know someone there.
I couldn't help but feel a little wary secretly. I came to the Southern Region this time to atone for what I had done back then, and I must not cause any trouble.
With his thoughts turning, he glanced at the monster upstairs, then continued to move forward and walk away.
Zhang Ke didn't understand He Qing's purpose of coming to the Southern Territory and was not prepared to ask him. He just watched him leave silently.
The two of them passed each other up and down like this.
...
The original name of Qianlongdong is Jiushantong.
It was named because it was surrounded by nine mountains. It was later changed to the name when it was occupied by Madam Mi Shen.
It occupies a huge area, and the terrain is low and does not see the sun all year round.
Snakes naturally like dark and moist places.
The unique dense vegetation in the southern region has caused miasma to flourish here. Looking from a distance, there are faint glows of five colors shining through the clouds and fog.
If you don't know what's going on, you might think this place is a paradise for gods and goddesses.
Madam Mi Shen is extremely powerful. Since she occupied this place more than two hundred years ago, she has killed and driven away all the monsters around her.
It took sixty years to build Qianlongdong.
Within this thousand-mile radius, there were originally more than two hundred human villages, large and small.
But now, there are less than thirty villages left.
Luojiazhai is one of them.
On this day, the sky had just brightened, and Zhang Ke entered the village in the morning light.
At this time, he appeared to be a human cultivator.
He has a purple face and a curly beard, a tall and burly body, a twelve-section white bamboo whip slung across his back, and a golden square bamboo cage hanging around his waist.
There were many poisonous insects lying motionless in the bamboo cage.
After Zhang Ke stepped into the village, his brows furrowed slightly.
This village looks quite big, but it doesn't have much popularity after entering. No one asks outsiders when they enter the village.
You must know that this is the Southern Territory, a place where monsters gather. It is hard to imagine how a village like this can survive.
You can see the dilapidated bamboo buildings. Judging from the number of bamboo buildings, this place must have been a large village in the past.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Judging from the weeds and moss everywhere on the ground, it seems that no one has taken care of it for a long time.
Zhang Ke saw almost no one along the way.
Only through some windows did I feel that someone was peeking in secretly.
It was clearly early in the morning, but there were neither roosters nor dogs, nor was there any sound of people working.
The entire village is full of decadence, dilapidation and silence, making it feel extremely depressing.
Zhang Ke had a vague understanding in his heart, maybe this was all because of the six-armed snake demon.
After walking around the village, I saw the only neat building in the entire village.
Luo's Ancestral Temple!
Zhang Ke slowly entered the ancestral hall, and the first thing he saw was the spiritual tablets, with densely packed spiritual tablets enshrined on rows of shelves in an orderly manner.
Almost half of the very spacious ancestral hall is filled with memorial tablets.
One after another, the dish oil lamps emitted a faint orange flame, swaying slightly with the airflow.
Zhang Ke's breathing stagnated slightly. There might not be thousands of souls here.
"Who are you?"
A hoarse voice sounded in Zhang Ke's ears.
Following the sound, an old man walked out of the corner door of the ancestral hall.
His face is covered with age spots and wrinkles are piled up in layers. His beard and hair are all white. His body is hunched, holding a cane in one hand and an oil can in the other.
Zhang Ke cupped his hands and said:
"People from outside the mountains passed by Guizhai collecting herbs and came here to ask for a drink of water."
He did not give his name, but people who don't know the details might think that "picking medicine" is his name.
"Haha~!"
The old man laughed lightly and ignored him, moving forward to fill the oil dishes one by one.
After all, he was old. The old man in the spiritual position above could not lift the oil pot even after several attempts.
Zhang Ke silently walked to the old man's side and held his arm to help him fill the oil dishes.
And this took more than three hours.
By the time the old man signaled Zhang Ke to stop, it was almost noon.
There was originally a room for people to rest on one side of the ancestral hall. The old man walked in front of him, and Zhang Ke followed him and entered it step by step.
The old man wiped the table and made a pot of tea full of foam. He stopped Zhang Ke from helping and made a cup for him.
Zhang Ke smiled bitterly to himself. In terms of age, he was several times older than the old man, but at this moment he was regarded as a junior.
"The tea is not good. Just drink some. I will bake two steamed buns in a while."
Zhang Ke shook his head and said:
"No need, I have something to eat."
As he said this, he took out some fruits from his sleeve and placed them on the table, indicating to the old man to eat them.
These are ordinary fruits. The spiritual fruits containing spiritual energy are difficult for the old man's body to bear.
Perhaps because he had seen the practitioners' methods, the old man did not show any surprise. He looked at the fruit with dewdrops and sighed:
"I have no teeth and can't eat anymore."
He replied casually and asked:
"The Immortal is from outside, right? If nothing happens, leave as soon as possible after taking a rest. Here..."
He shook his head and said:
"It's not very safe here."
Zhang Ke asked:
"I don't know something. I came here to take some elixirs, but those elixirs are only available in Qianlongdong.
I heard that there is a big demon called Madam Mi Shen there, I wonder if my husband is familiar with that place?"
After a brief pause, he said:
"Besides, I see that this village is not small, and I don't see anyone working there. How can we live in this time of drought?"
The old man didn't reply immediately. He poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.