Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

After leaving Xuanfeng.

Rong Shu held the little white tiger in his arms, and finally had time to talk to Wu Hua: "Brother, have you found out which seal has gone wrong?"

"I've found out. Fortunately, we discovered it in time." Wu Hua was delayed for some time because of this, otherwise he could have arrived at Jiuxuan Valley faster.

"That's good."

Rong Shu trusted Wu Hua 100%. Since the latter said so, she would no longer pay attention to this matter.

As they walked, they suddenly heard cheers.

Rong Shu turned his head and found that the place where the two of them were standing could just see the situation at Qianqiu Terrace.

At this time, the challenge on the Qianqiu stage has not yet ended.

Rong Shusi sighed, "It's really hard to imagine that the current sect master of Jiuxuan Valley is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and there is only one person in the entire sect who is in the Nascent Soul stage. The strength of this sect is not even as good as that of a medium-sized sixth-tier force. Logically, it should have been kicked out of the list of third-tier forces long ago."

"But within the Kamikaze Region, they have always enjoyed the resource allocation of a third-tier power, and every Heroes Conference has a guaranteed place in the competition. I believe many people outside cannot understand the reason."

What is even more unimaginable is that there is a seal of the Nightmare Clan in Jiuxuan Valley.

Wu Hua: "Junior sister, why do you think this is the case?"

After thinking for a while, Rong Shu replied, "It's probably because of the seal of the Nightmare Clan."

"Yeah." Wu Hua nodded slightly.

"Since the establishment of the Jiuxuan Valley, it has experienced 375 seal turbulences. Each seal turbulence means that a group of Jiuxuan Valley cultivators may sacrifice themselves to stabilize the seal. Generation after generation, the predecessors sacrificed themselves and the successors were powerless, causing the formerly powerful Jiuxuan Sect to decline. The word "Zong" was removed and it was only called Jiuxuan Valley."

"These deeds are destined to not be announced to the outside world, and the sacrifices of the Nine Profound Valley elders will also be covered up, but the dynasty and the four major academies will always remember them. Therefore, although the Nine Profound Valley has declined, the sect's resource allocation will still retain 60% to 70%. "

Sacrifice yourself to secure the seal.

Although Rong Shu has been practicing in Xianzhu Peak for many years, he often heard his senior brother Leng Mingjing mention the various deeds of the human race against the Nightmare Clan in ancient times, including many deeds of human ancestors sacrificing their lives for justice.

But all those are too far away, just like listening to a story. Although my heart is shocked, it still feels unreal.

However, now that Rong Shu had come to Jiuxuan Valley, he deeply felt the spirit of sacrifice of his ancestors who disregarded life and death from the ancient memories remaining in the sealed place.

Such ancestors deserve respect from future generations.

Rong Shu asked: "Third Senior Brother, are there many sects like Jiuxuan Valley in Zhongzhou?"

By now, Rong Shu already had some guesses in his mind.

In the entire Zhongzhou, there may be more than just three dynasties and four academies with sealed places.

At least the second-tier and third-tier forces... may all have their own sealed places that they are determined to defend at all costs.

Wu Hua did not answer directly, but counted the forces in Zhongzhou with Rong Shu: "When the three dynasties were first established, they united the four academies and the eight great families and set the number of second-tier forces at 49 and the number of third-tier forces at 81. In addition, there are a total of 108 known secret realms open to the outside world in Zhongzhou, large and small."

The meaning is self-evident.

Rong Shu's eyes widened in astonishment: "Isn't this too much?!"

Rong Shu already knew the number and distribution of the top forces in Zhongzhou.

I was originally complaining in my heart: Why is the number of superior forces in Zhongzhou so strictly controlled? One more or one less doesn't make too many, and one less doesn't make too few.

Only when one force completely declines and there is no one to inherit its legacy will it be eliminated by another new force.

Rong Shu didn’t know about the seal of the Nightmare Clan before, so he never thought about it in detail.

If you calculate it this way...

Rong Shu instantly recalled the distribution map of Central Plains forces that she had seen at the Book Collection Peak of Zhanming Mountain, and inserted the sealing points into it one by one.

A densely packed area...

It's like a huge spider web, tightly attached to the land of Zhongzhou.

At this moment, the spiders on this spider web are temporarily "sleeping", but once they wake up, all the cultivators and mortals in Zhongzhou will be a feast for the spiders.

What a horrific sight that would be.

Wu Hua stared at Rong Shu and said word by word, "Those known open secret realms will organize monks to enter them every once in a while. Although there is a reason to look for opportunities, the more important point is to use the bodies of the fallen monks in them as 'nutrients' for the seal to continue to consolidate the seal."

"This..." Rong Shu's eyes were filled with horror.

Regarding this matter... Fourth Senior Brother didn't explain it clearly to her at the beginning!

Compared to Xiao Zian's unlimited indulgence of Rong Shu, who believed that Rong Shu could rest assured because he had senior brothers and sisters like them, Wu Hua was more inclined to spur Rong Shu on, not wanting him to lose the sense of urgency.

It is better to rely on yourself than on others. Only when you are strong enough, no one will dare to bully you.

"Scared?" Wu Hua looked at Rong Shu with a soft gaze: "So, this reason has not been made public to avoid causing panic and harming the stability of Zhongzhou."

Rong Shu blinked.

She was indeed frightened.

When the four major academies organized their students to enter the Beidou Secret Realm together, Rong Shu thought it was just a simple experience in the secret realm.

"What about the Death-Slaying Mountain? Is the seal of the Death-Slaying Mountain considered part of the Questioning Heart Academy?"

"Not counting."

Rong Shu:?

Wu Hua explained: "The seal of Zhan Ming Mountain was only discovered within the past thousand years."

"When we sealed the Nightmare Clan, we almost exhausted the luck of the human race, and we still failed to seal the Nightmare Clan's 'Nightmare Demon King'. Fortunately, a divine weapon born from nature was born, and the 'Nightmare Demon King' was sealed."

"In order to prevent the Nightmare Clan from making a comeback, the eight seals disappeared without a trace, and no one can find their exact location."

Rong Shu blinked again: "How did you find the seal of the Death Slaying Mountain?"

"This is a secret. Only Master and Senior Brother know it in Zhan Ming Mountain."

"So, Senior Brother, have you ever asked Senior Brother and Master out of curiosity?"

Wu Hua nodded: "Yes."

Suddenly, Rong Shu looked at Wu Hua with a curious look.

Wu Hua smiled helplessly: "But since Senior Brother refuses to tell me, I can't do anything about it."

"OK then."

The eldest brother dotes on the third brother the most.

I heard from Fourth Senior Brother that Third Senior Brother was only a few years old when he first entered Zhanming Mountain, and he was brought up by the First Senior Brother.

Brother Four, Brother Five, and myself, along with Yanyan, were all able to join the Killing Mountain after getting the nod from Brother Three.

Even the third senior brother didn't know the inside story. No matter how curious Rong Shu was, he could only suppress his eager heart.

However, Rong Shu suddenly realized that although the origins of the people in Zhanming Mountain were mysterious, they were not without trace. Only the master and the eldest senior brother did not show any sign from beginning to end.

The master's presence is extremely low. Sometimes Rong Shu would accidentally overlook the existence of a master in Zhanming Mountain. He is like the invisible wind, seemingly existing but also seemingly never having been there.

The eldest senior brother is like the magic needle that stabilizes the life-killing mountain. He is omnipotent and seems to be able to easily solve any problem placed in front of him.

"Brother, what are you doing here at the Death Slaying Mountain?"

"Wandering."

Rong Shu was a little curious: "Wandering? Then you have no family or friends?"

"It's too long ago. I can't remember clearly. Hundreds of years have passed. Even if there was someone, the person is probably gone." Wu Hua shook his head.

In the early years, Wu Hua might have been still wondering whether he had any blood relatives in the world. He practiced hard, shone brightly, and became famous in Zhongzhou. He also had a naive idea that "if I stand high enough, maybe my relatives can see me."

But now so much time has passed, Wu Hua no longer has any expectations.

The earliest memory Wu Hua can recall now is the time when he was brought back to Zhanming Mountain by his master and spent time with his senior brother Leng Mingjing.

The memories of the past seem to be covered by a layer of fog and are unclear.

The situation did not improve until I started practicing cultivation.

It's just that he lost some memories intermittently during this period, but it didn't affect his own practice. Wu Hua focused on learning swordsmanship and didn't care much about it. If there was anything big, he believed that his senior brother would tell him.

In Wu Hua's heart, the people of Zhanming Mountain are his cherished relatives, no different from his blood relatives.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. We all need to look forward." Wu Hua didn't want to say anything more. Since those memories could not be recovered, Wu Hua didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he changed the subject:

"Junior sister, you must prepare well for the Heroes Conference. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be many people interested in you at the Heroes Conference."

Rong Shu nodded obediently: "I know ~ Because I came from the Death Slaying Mountain, I will definitely not embarrass you brothers!"

Hearing this, Wu Hua pursed his lips and smiled, with a cool and elegant demeanor: "Well, I believe in my junior sister."

Rong Shu was stunned for a moment: "Brother, sometimes I really feel like you are the protagonist..."

Yu Ruanruan’s system, I’m afraid she has found the wrong person.

"What is the protagonist?" Wu Hua tilted his head in confusion.

Rong Shu coughed dryly and said, "It means something like the son of destiny."

"What nonsense?" Wu Hua sometimes didn't quite understand what was coming out of his junior sister's head.

Rong Shu blinked his eyes.

She really thinks that her senior brother is the son of luck!

His life experience is a mystery and he has been wandering since childhood. Fortunately, he was noticed by a mysterious boss (master) who was traveling outside and was accepted as a disciple. He is highly loved and cared for in the sect.

He is a natural prodigy in swordplay, handsome in appearance, and possesses many wonderful qualities.

...Isn’t this a perfect template for the Son of Fortune?

"There is no such thing as a child of luck in this world. Junior Sister, don't think too much about it."

Wu Hua took out some refining materials from his storage bag: "Gu Chen has forged the Shadowless Blade and the Four Symbols Knife for you, but you don't have a suitable sword. These are the sword forging materials I got a few years ago, but I already have my natal sword 'Xue', so I haven't forged a new sword."

"When you return to Zhanming Mountain, go find Gu Chen and ask him to help you forge a sword."

As Rong Shu took these valuable refining materials, he asked curiously, "Brother, didn't you say before that I'm not suitable for using swords? I can just use a few ordinary swords to deal with it."

Wu Hua shook his head slightly: "All the cultivators who can participate in the Heroes Conference are the best in their respective sects or families. Your flying sword technique can only bluff ordinary cultivators. In the eyes of cultivators who really know how to use swords, hundreds of miscellaneous swords are not as good as a good sword."

"Well...it also makes it easier for you to hide your strength."

Hearing the last sentence, Rong Shu smiled rather embarrassedly.

Brother, you are being too reserved.

What hidden strength?

It's clearly just for show.

"Besides, you might not have been suitable to use the Sword of Gentleman back then, but that may not be the case now."

"Hmm?" Rong Shu blinked in confusion.

Seeing that Wu Hua had turned and left, Rong Shu suddenly had an idea and followed him happily.

"Brother! You just praised me, didn't you?! Didn't you hehehe~"

"Junior Sister, if you think there is one, then there is one."

"Of course there is! How can a junior sister who is a future swordsman not know how to use a sword? Isn't that right, senior brother~"

"..."