I have a two world clock

Chapter 331 A pet snake caused a murder

"What a cunning thing!"

A Taoist priest on the mountain put away his seal and stared at the ground with a look of astonishment: "You run pretty fast!"

He took out a shuttle-shaped magic weapon and said, "Who in the world can compare to the Ruyi Golden Shuttle of my Wangwu Sect?"

The Taoist threw the golden shuttle into the air. The golden shuttle turned into a golden light in the air, wrapped around the Taoist, and quickly drilled towards the ground.

Just as it was about to drill into the ground, suddenly a sword light came and cut off the golden light that the golden shuttle had transformed into.

The Taoist just now let out a scream and jumped out of the void, blood spurting out of his mouth. His eyes bulged and he looked around: "Who... is it?"

Li Mu appeared beside him, stretched out his hand to grab the Taoist's neck, and carried him to the sky, laughing and saying: "Why are you so panicked, Taoist?"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden shuttle that had returned to its original form. He took a step forward, and with just one step, he brought the Taoist to a hill a thousand miles away.

"That old man was just on his way. He didn't provoke you or offend you. Why did you attack him?"

Li Mu's true energy was released from his palm, sealing the Taoist's meridians and acupoints. He then threw him to the ground and asked curiously, "Do you like killing people so much?"

The Taoist lying on the ground was shocked: "Where are you from, Senior? When did a great master like you live in seclusion in my Wangwu Cave Heaven?"

Li Mu took out a small sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the Taoist's forehead, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about other things. I ask a question and you answer it. If you answer less, I will stab you with my sword."

The Taoist had a rat-like beard, was short and fat, and had a very ugly appearance. When he saw Li Mu holding a small sword the size of a finger, he couldn't help but laugh and thought to himself, "What power can such a small sword have..."

Just as he was laughing, he saw the small sword suddenly grow bigger and bigger, until it became the size of a door panel, suspended in the air, emitting a bright red light, covering the entire mountain.

"Grandpa!"

The Taoist was so scared that he almost peed himself: "If this sword stabs me, won't there be nothing left of me?"

"I said! I said everything!"

Seeing the huge red sword hanging high above his head, the short and fat Taoist shouted in panic: "Senior, if you want to know anything, just ask me! I will definitely tell you everything I know!"

Li Mu laughed loudly and stabbed down with his sword.

boom!
The falling sword brought about a surge of strong wind, which flattened the short and fat Taoist's body suddenly, and his face trembled like wrinkled water surface.

"Spare my life!"

The short and fat Taoist priest was so frightened that he couldn't stop shaking and howling miserably: "Senior, spare my life!"

Li Mu laughed loudly and stretched out his hand to hold the sword.

At this moment, the tip of the sword was only a few meters away from the Taoist's nose, and the resulting sense of oppression was enough to drive an ordinary person crazy.

The short and fat Taoist was so frightened that his eyes became cross-eyed. He stared at the giant sword in the sky, his body stiff, not daring to move.

"I'll ask one last time."

Li Mu looked down at the Taoist priest on the ground and said, "Why are you killing people for no reason? It seems that the old man just now didn't provoke you, right?"

The short and fat Taoist hesitated.

The next moment, the long sword stabbed down suddenly.

"I said! I said!"

The short and fat Taoist screamed heartbreakingly: "Spare my life!" Li Mu said calmly: "Speak!"

The short and fat Taoist did not hesitate: "Because we are not human, we secretly seized the human race's legal system. In order to prevent being discovered, whenever there are human cultivators passing by Xuankong Mountain, we will take action and kill them to prevent the news from leaking."

"I've already seen that you're not a human being!"

Li Mu put away his sword and asked curiously, "Your true form is a groundhog?"

The short and fat Taoist said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, senior, your eyesight is correct. I am indeed a groundhog transformed into a spirit."

Li Mu wondered, "Which demon master is in control of Xuankong Mountain now?"

The short and fat Taoist said: "It's Taoist Ba! Taoist Ba is the first living being to wake up in this world. He devoured all the disciples who were sleeping in Wangwu Mountain. His cultivation and supernatural powers are unparalleled.

Later, he inherited the Wangwu Mountain’s Dharma lineage, refined many of Wangwu Mountain’s magic weapons, and enlightened us to transform into humans. Now he is the master of Xuankong Mountain.”

Li Mu smiled and said, "So that's how it is! Then how many people have you killed so far?"

The short and fat Taoist said, "Since I gained spiritual intelligence, today is the first time I have seen a living person. Before, let alone killing someone, I had never even seen a human being."

Li Mu nodded: "It seems that this Wangwu Cave Heaven has become a kingdom of demon cultivators."

He stretched out his index finger and touched the short and fat Taoist's forehead with his fingertips. In an instant, he broke through the short and fat Taoist's sea of ​​consciousness and instantly browsed through his memory. In just a moment, he had some understanding of this cave world.

It turned out that since the spiritual energy tide receded, the cultivators in the Central Plains and overseas have collectively retreated into the cave world, using secret methods to seal the essence around their bodies, lurking there, waiting for the arrival of the next spiritual energy craze.

Of course, a true great cultivator would either break through the void and enter the spiritual world or the heavenly world, or follow the footsteps of the spiritual energy tide and advance and retreat with it.

The rest are monks with little ability.

These cultivators do not have the ability to ascend, nor do they have the magical powers to catch up with the tide of spiritual energy, so they can only find ways to preserve themselves in the hope that when the spiritual energy returns in the future, they will have a chance to wake up and continue their path of cultivation.

Whether it is Taoism, Buddhism, or the evil demons, they all have methods to seal the body. The monks of Wangwu Mountain naturally also understand this kind of magical power.

When they sensed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was about to completely dissipate, a group of cultivators from Wangwu Mountain entered the Wangwu Cave Heaven, blocked the entrance to the cave, and had the sect leader cast a spell to seal the bodies of all the disciples in a Yin-Yang bottle.

This Yin-Yang bottle contains Yin and Yang energies, which are the best for nourishing the body and spirit. As long as the bodies of these disciples are kept in this bottle and then filled with spirit stones, the many disciples can be sealed for at least a thousand years.

If nothing unexpected happens, after the spiritual energy outside is restored, the spiritual energy in the cave world will flow back, and then it will trigger a reaction in the Yin-Yang bottle. Under the attraction of the spiritual energy, the disciples in the bottle will wake up one after another.

Logically speaking, the leader of Wangwu Mountain did a good job in this series of back-up plans.

But he had not expected that one of the female disciples would be carrying a pet snake hidden on her body when she entered the Yin-Yang Bottle.

This female disciple probably couldn't bear to part with her pet snake, and wanted to see the pet snake for the first time after waking up from her long period of containment, so she hid it on her body and fell asleep with it.

Then tragedy struck.

This spirit snake is a descendant of the Basashi. It was nourished by the spiritual energy in the Yin-Yang bottle. Its bloodline has been constantly purified and evolved over hundreds of years, and it actually woke up in the bottle.

No matter what kind of creature it is, as long as it wakes up, it needs to eat.

There are so many disciples from Wangwu Mountain in the Yin-Yang Bottle. How can we let the hungry snake go?

The first person it ate was naturally its mistress, and then other cultivators. Every time it devoured a disciple, its cultivation level would be raised to a higher level. After it devoured more than 700 disciples of Wangwu Mountain, the ancestor of the Basah appeared.

That is the current master of Xuankong Mountain, Taoist Bashe!
(End of this chapter)