Chapter 34: Magician Huang Daowu Breaks the Void Zhongnan Mountain. The sun has passed its zenith. In the back mountain of Zhongnan Mountain, there is a winding road up the mountain that is difficult for people to find. Only the elite disciples of the Three True Sect and the local mountain people have seen his true appearance, which is difficult for ordinary people to know. On both sides of the mountain path, ancient trees are towering with dense branches and leaves, and the sunlight is filtered by the dense treetops into mottled light and shadows. The roars of wild beasts in the forest could be heard from time to time, frightening people. In addition, the mountain road is steep, and people without special skills dare not walk here. It seems particularly quiet, without the hustle and bustle and crowds of the front mountain. Only occasionally would a pedestrian pass by in a hurry. at this time!
On this quiet mountain road, two unique figures appeared. A young boy, a little thin. Maybe the climbing was too tiring, so he just hugged a big tree without any proper posture, closed his eyes and took a rest, his breathing a little heavy. The boy was not very old, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a childish face and light freckles. But he looked as if he had been drained by wine, sex, money and anger. In front of the boy. There stood a middle-aged scholar. He is tall and has skin as white as jade. Although his temples are slightly gray, they add to his charm as a mature man. His brows reveal deep wisdom and elegance, and he has outstanding temperament and charming demeanor. If there were any noble ladies from Kyoto here, they would definitely be fascinated by her. "Sir, this mountain road is so rugged and difficult to walk on. I really can't walk any more!" The young man gasped and lamented, sweat pouring down his face, his face full of fatigue. The middle-aged scholar was calm and composed. It was as if he was walking on a flat road. Not only was his face not red and he was not out of breath, but even his boots were not stained with a trace of mud. He glanced at the boy and said with a smile: "Your body was damaged when you were eleven or twelve, so your body is naturally very weak. It's good for you to walk more." "It's the Great Cold now, and spring is in full swing. Sweating can help strengthen your kidney essence." Seeing the scholar so calm, the young man smiled and said: "How about you recite a passage for me, sir?" After hearing this, the middle-aged scholar smiled even more warmly, as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face: "Okay, you can try."
The young man heard this and looked at the kind smile on the middle-aged scholar's face. As if he had thought of something, his face changed, and he shook his head even more like a rattle, and said quickly: "Forget it, sir, you are joking!" He knew in his heart that this scholar seemed easy to get along with. But he is a real devil! The boy's name was Xie Mu. He was originally the third child of the Xie family in Kyoto. The Xie family was considered a well-off family in Kyoto, and they had dealings with powerful officials in the court. But in the hands of such a demon, you will most likely be crushed to death. ...and just crushed it to death. When they met for the first time, he saw the man boating in the lake with no one at the helm or rowing. The boat flows freely! He was very curious and asked his servants to throw silver into the boat, shouting: "Good work deserves reward!" Thinking about it now, he just wanted to slap himself twice. Later, the two got to know each other. The middle-aged scholar looked like a down-and-out scholar, but he had a good temperament. He admitted that he was hurt by the women in the world and wanted to die in the lake. Xie Mu sneered when he heard this: "There's nothing a rich girl can't play with. I'll take you to broaden your horizons!" So the two of them called each other brothers. Xie Mu took the literati to visit brothels, and even had sex with one woman together. They traveled all over Kyoto, singing and dancing every day, and even went to casinos, enjoying themselves. One day. The scholar was suddenly overjoyed and laughed out loud towards the sky, saying he had realized something. Xie Mu shook his head and said with a smile: "Another crazy one!" He also realized it after he won money, and then continued to lose money the next day, and still went all in! The scholar suddenly asked Xie Mu whether he had any enemies. Xie Mu casually mentioned a young man from a noble family who always won money from him, his surname was Sun. Never thought about it! The next day, shocking news came from the capital. The entire Sun family was wiped out overnight! The Sun Mansion was surrounded by the government office, and the smell of blood was everywhere. Everyone in Kyoto was terrified and in danger. He still found it incredible, but did not think of the middle-aged scholar. Early in the morning, he returned home from fooling around in Qinglou! As soon as you open the door! There were one hundred and eight human heads neatly arranged in the house, and Xie Mu also saw the heads of the Sun brothers. A middle-aged scholar was sitting at a table on one side of the room eating vegetarian noodles.
He ate with a slurping sound and thoughtfully brought a bowl for Xie Mu, as if it had nothing to do with him. Xie Mu fainted on the spot. From then on, he dared not call him brother anymore. Seeing that he was dressed like a scholar, they dared to call him "Sir." Xie Mu asked the scholar's name and said that he was the big brother among them. Now all he wants is to be a grandson. The scribe smiled and said: "The zodiac." "Huang, the Yellow of Heaven above, the Dao of Heaven and Earth!" Xie Mu had never heard of it. But I'm really scared. Huang Dao was going to Mount Zhongnan this time. He didn't want to go, but he didn't dare to say no. Afraid that Huang Dao would prepare a "full banquet" at Xie's house, he went there with gritted teeth. So, the two of them walked together! Huang Long looked at Mount Zhongnan with his hands leisurely behind his back. Suddenly asked: "Xie Mu, who do you think is the most powerful person in Zhongnan Mountain?" Xie Mu said without even thinking: "Of course it's Lu Chen, Lu Shaobao." "When he retired to Mount Zhongnan, I was so sad that day that I drank to drown my sorrows at night and even called two prostitutes to help me calm down!" Huang Long laughed dumbly. "This man is indeed what you call a hero, but he is still a mortal. If I want to kill him, he will die without a doubt." "Whether it's Lu Chen or the so-called royal nobles, in my eyes, they are no different from the fish and shrimp in the river." Xie Mu couldn't help but say: "You want to kill Lu Shaobao?" Huang Dao shook his head. "He and I have no grudges, so I won't kill him. If you hate him, I can help you kill him." Xie Mu said quickly: "Goodbye, Lu Shaobao is a good man." Huang Dao spoke calmly, with a hint of vicissitudes and indifference in his voice: "Good people and bad people are just definitions imposed by the world. In the eyes of some people, it is just like an ant nest. The ants do not hurt people, but if you step on them, even if the ants die, it is just a trivial matter to them." Xie Mu came down from the tree and stood aside and asked curiously: "Sir, what are you doing in Zhongnan Mountain?" Huang Long smiled and said in a nonchalant tone: "I am here to slay the dragon." Xie Mu's expression suddenly changed. There are naturally no dragons in Mount Zhongnan, but in the early spring of next year, Emperor Qing will pray for all the people in Mount Zhongnan. "You want to kill the emperor!"
Xie Mu was frightened by his own words and quickly covered his mouth. Huang Dao nodded indifferently. Huang Dao looked up at the light coming through the dense forest. He couldn't see the sky clearly, but he didn't care. "So what if he's the emperor? He's just one of the mortals. In my eyes, he's no different from an ordinary person." "If what he did was against the will of heaven, I would naturally have the right to kill him." Xie Mu said cautiously: "Is it against the will of heaven?" Huang Dao smiled and said, "I am the Way of Heaven." When Xie Mu heard this, his whole face turned sad. "No, then why did you take me?" Huang Daopo said with some gratitude: "If it weren't for you, I would probably have to wait in the mortal world for several more years." "And thus miss this opportunity——the change in the sky!" "Of course I have to thank you." Xie Mu was devastated. You are hurting me! You killed the emperor, and we did it together. There is no point in explaining. I treat you as a brother and will treat you to food, drinks, whoring and gambling. You want to kill my brother! Huang Dao ignored Xie Mu's expression, but instead smiled: "Of course, those three probably felt it too!" “This is truly a change that has not happened in a thousand years.” "In the past three thousand years of our Saint Sect, countless brilliant and talented ancestors eventually died of old age here." "The matter of their whole life has finally appeared!" The supreme book of magic, "The Heavenly Demon Strategy". It not only records the countless skills that have been studied and improved by the masters of magic throughout the ages. It also carries the highest secret of the Demon Sect - "The Demon in the Heart of Tao". This technique is mysterious and powerful, but it is also extremely difficult to practice. Only a few people in history have been able to succeed. The middle-aged scholar was the great master of the Demon Sect thirty years ago, Huang Dao, who almost went insane because of practicing "The Demon in the Heart of Tao". Now he has mastered it. However, in addition to these skills, the last page of "The Heavenly Demon Strategy" hides a painstaking prophecy: Countless demon sect masters are fascinated by it. "The spiritual energy is restored." "Martial arts breaks the void."
The next chapter has a little trouble, so I will post it tomorrow after translating it, so don't worry! (End of this chapter)