The country romantic little doctor king

Chapter 1314 The Ancient Guardian Beast, Qiongqi

"What are you looking at? Get lost! Or I'll stew you all together!" the old ginseng from Changbai Mountain roared at the wild creatures, completely taking advantage of their power.

And you know what? It really worked! A group of fierce wild beasts scattered immediately upon hearing the threat from the Changbai Mountain ginseng.

However, there was also a fearless Blood Jade Mantis, as big as a calf and as red as blood jade. It leaped and shot towards Chen Yang with lightning speed.

Click, click, click!

With its two forelimbs, it sliced ​​across Chen Yang's neck like a guillotine, preparing to behead him. The movements were truly fluid and dazzling.

This is an ancient species, the Blood Jade Mantis. Its entire body is not only like blood jade, but also as hard as a rock. It has grown to the size of a calf and must be at least a hundred years old.

Unfortunately, even after living for over a hundred years, he never developed much intelligence.

All the other wild animals fled, but it didn't. Instead, it tried to show off and put on a brave face.

It's like that donkey from Guizhou, unafraid of the tiger's might. Because of ignorance, it was fearless.

boom!

As a result, Chen Yang slapped the Blood Jade Mantis so hard that it turned into a pile of bloody mud, its rock-hard body shattering into pieces on the spot.

Hiss!

Upon seeing this, all the other wild beasts were terrified, gasped in shock, and scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Chen Yang certainly didn't take these minor characters seriously.

Even if some powerful creatures could be born in this isolated place, they could not become very powerful, because shallow waters are destined not to nurture true dragons.

He continued to project his divine sense and quickly located Jian Chen's trail.

This guy seems to be on drugs again; his energy and blood are recovering rapidly.

In Chen Yang's divine sense, his aura was rapidly increasing.

Ahead lies a majestic mountain, standing proudly among all the mountains. The main hall of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect is built here.

Looking around, the main hall of the sect is as majestic and tall as a heavenly palace.

In front of the main hall is a wide plaza, paved entirely with the finest white marble, which is very smooth and surrounded by white marble railings.

Even after all these years, these white marble pieces are still shiny and new, as if they have been polished.

This is because the entire square is protected by a formation, and each piece of white marble is engraved with protective array patterns.

Not only this white marble square, but all the palaces and halls in this secret realm are under the protection of the protective array. Every brick, tile and piece of wood is engraved with protective array patterns.

Otherwise, after thousands of years, these wooden buildings would have collapsed or turned to ashes long ago.

Passing through this wide plaza paved with white marble, and climbing ninety-nine steps, you will reach the main hall of the Shushan Sword Sect. Behind the main hall are other halls, distributed along the mountain and extending all the way to the top of the mountain.

This entire mountain is the sect leader's main peak.

Even by today's standards, these buildings are nothing short of a miracle. Many palaces in the secular world pale in comparison, whether in terms of quantity or grandeur.

The golden age of cultivation from countless ages ago, just the tip of the iceberg, was now truly unfolding before Chen Yang.

In a hazy, dreamlike state, Chen Yang seemed to see a scene of 100,000 sword cultivators training here, with flowing springs and waterfalls, ancient pines and cypresses, flying swords like clouds in the sky, and cultivators like rain on the ground, with countless sword cultivators riding flying swords to and fro.

The 100,000 sword cultivators of Mount Shu were just a small part of the cultivation world in the East at that time.

One can imagine how prosperous and powerful the Eastern cultivation civilization was at that time.

No wonder the Earth back then wasn't called Earth, but Zhongtu Daxing (Central Earth Great Star), because the cultivation civilization of Zhongtu dominated the entire world.

"The flowing water and fallen flowers mark the passing of spring, and the world has changed!"

Looking at the magnificent scene before him, Chen Yang said with great emotion.

The principle that prosperity must eventually lead to decline is an eternal truth. No matter how glorious something is, no matter how magnificent a place may be, it will eventually fade away.

Sometimes, decline is not terrible, because decline means there is still a chance to rise again.

The golden age of cultivation from countless ages ago has passed, but perhaps a brand new golden age of cultivation is about to arrive?

The cultivation civilization of Central China once again dominates the world!

Although it sounds like a fantasy and is unlikely to happen.

However, it must be acknowledged that, thanks to Chen Yang's efforts, a commendable step has been taken in this direction. Chen Yang has helped Earth recover a branch of its lost spiritual root, which has already been planted in Cloud Mist Mountain.

At least our great Eastern nation has embarked on the path of spiritual revival.

When Chen Yang finds the main body of Earth's spiritual roots, it will be the time when the spiritual energy of the entire Earth will be revived, and the great star of Central Earth will reappear. The arrival of a golden age of cultivation will then be a natural consequence.

After climbing ninety-nine white marble steps, Chen Yang followed in Jian Chen's footsteps and arrived at the main hall of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. He stood with his hands behind his back, unhurried and composed.

Because Jian Chen was like a grasshopper in autumn to him—he wouldn't be able to hop around for long. Even if he took drugs to prolong his life, it would be useless; he was doomed to die.

At intervals on the ground, there were pools of blood as thick as mercury slurry. The blood was crystal clear and filled with powerful divine energy fluctuations and the killing aura of Geng metal. It was obviously the blood left behind when Jian Chen was injured by Chen Yang.

"You can't escape! Surrender now and I'll give you a quick death," Chen Yang said coldly.

Following the trail of blood and the aura sensed by divine sense, the others arrived at the sect leader's main hall.

The main hall is already enormous from the outside, but it is even more astonishing inside. It is the size of a stadium, with a height of no less than 100 meters, and is made entirely of the finest stone and wood.

Each stone and each piece of wood is adorned with ancient and wondrous divine patterns, endowing them with mystical properties that allow them to withstand the test of time and remain undecayed for thousands of years.

Whoosh!

Chen Yang's figure blurred as he rushed out of the sect's main hall, ascending the mountainside and passing through corridor after corridor and palace after palace, as if he had entered a maze.

"Alchemy Pavilion", "Scripture Pavilion", "Heavenly Skill Hall", "Sword Hall", "Sword Nurturing Room"...

Above the lintel of each palace, the name is inscribed in a script even more ancient than the cloud seal script.

The calligraphy is vigorous and elegant, brimming with Daoist power and refined Daoist charm.

Modern people would be completely baffled by such writing.

However, Chen Yang possesses the inheritance of the Xuanhuang Ancestor, who was a great cultivator from countless ages ago. Naturally, this ancient script is also within the scope of his teachings.

Unfortunately, all those medicine pavilions, scripture pavilions, sword halls, and sword chambers were empty. Everything of value had been taken by the Shu Mountain Sword Sect to the Kunlun Immortal Sect. All that remained were empty shells.

They probably wanted to wait for the day when Earth's spiritual energy would recover before moving out of the Kunlun Immortal Gate. Every thousand years, when the Immortal Gate opened its gates, they would also maintain this place. That's why the ruins here are so well preserved.

There were no spoils of war, which left Chen Yang feeling quite disappointed.

The palaces here are all very nice, with exquisite workmanship and the best wood and stone used. It's a pity they are too big. Otherwise, Chen Yang would really like to pack them up and take them to the Xuanhuang Dao Sect in Yunwu Mountain.

Chen Yang stepped into yet another enormous palace.

We continued climbing up the mountain, and now we were halfway up.

There are countless halls on the main peak, starting from the foot of the mountain and lined up in a row on the mountainside, connected by corridors, extending all the way to the top of the mountain.

In a corner of this grand hall, Jian Chen sat cross-legged, his entire body enveloped in a dazzling light, his blood energy rapidly surging.

Clearly, he was on drugs again and was currently refining a powerful elixir.

His injuries were severe, and he couldn't hold on any longer, so he took a few more large pills.

"Kid, you dared to chase me all the way here? You're really not afraid of death!"

Seeing Chen Yang chasing after him, Jian Chen was not afraid at all and said with a cold smile.

"Does a dying man think he can turn the tide after taking a few pills?" Chen Yang said indifferently.

"You brat, you're really talking big. Who lives and who dies is still uncertain. Do you really think I brought you here to trap you?" Jian Chen said with a wicked grin.

boom!

Just as Jian Chen finished speaking, a violent fluctuation suddenly came from above the main hall.

Chen Yang felt a sudden unease, as if he were being targeted by some terrifying and malevolent force.

He looked up and, sure enough, saw a monster squatting on the thick beam of the main hall.

At first glance, he thought it was a bird because the monster had wings and grayish-white feathers.

Upon closer inspection, the monster resembled a wild beast, its appearance ferocious and hideous, resembling a tiger, as large as a bull, with sharp teeth, large claws, and bulging muscles exuding explosive power...

"What the hell is this?"

Just as Chen Yang was searching for the monster's name in the Xuanhuang Ancestor's memory bank, the monster moved. It flapped its large wings and leaped down from the crossbeam dozens of meters high, like a hunting eagle with a streamlined body, charging straight at Chen Yang with lightning speed.

A sonic boom was even heard in the air!

"die!"

As its body charged forward, the monster was also able to release its divine sense, interfering with Chen Yang on a mental level.

This divine thought is incredibly evil, seemingly capable of tearing everything apart, devouring everything, and leading people astray.

Its eyes, in particular, were filled with greed and bloodlust, surging with a terrifying killing intent, clearly indicating its intention to devour Chen Yang alive.

"Qiongqi!"

In that instant, a flash of inspiration struck Chen Yang, and he suddenly remembered what this monster was. It was a strange beast recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, one of the four great ferocious beasts of ancient times, the Qiongqi.

According to legend, Qiongqi was a descendant of Shaohao, the Western Heavenly Emperor. Because of his disloyalty, evil words, cruel nature, and fondness for eating people, he was exiled by Shun to the northern Youzhou region. He was known as one of the "Four Ferocious Beasts" of ancient times, along with Chaos, Taotie, and Taowu.

At this moment, the beast that pounced on Chen Yang from the rooftop was Qiongqi, one of the four ferocious beasts from ancient times.

With the force of a single stomp from its four legs, combined with the flapping of its wings, its body streamlined, and in an instant, Qiongqi's speed reached several times the speed of sound, leaving Chen Yang less than a second to react, measured in milliseconds.

"You're not so bad at all, recognizing this as Qiongqi. If you want to kill me, you'll have to get past Qiongqi first," Jian Chen said with a cold smile, a hint of smug satisfaction in his eyes.

The reason he calmly took drugs here was because of the ferocious Qiongqi beast.

Qiongqi, the guardian beast of the Shushan Sword Sect, has been tamed.

The fact that this ferocious beast, Qiongqi, could release divine thoughts indicates that it had reached the divine realm.

"court death!"

Even a reaction time of milliseconds is enough for Chen Yang.

Facing the Qiongqi beast that flew towards him, Chen Yang formed a sword with his fingers and unleashed a powerful strike of Xuanhuang Qi.

Like a golden lightning bolt, it instantly tore through the void, and with a crack, the Xuanhuang Qi Weapon struck Qiongqi directly.

At Chen Yang's current level, a casual flick of his Xuanhuang Qi weapon could easily cleave a tank in two.

However, this Xuanhuang Qi weapon struck Qiongqi but failed to cleave it in two. Only sparks flew from its body, as if it had struck indestructible steel.

As one of the four ancient ferocious beasts, Qiongqi possesses a powerful physical body and divine sense, and is known as the immortal cockroach.

However, although it failed to cleave the physical body, Qiongqi's enormous body was still sent flying. After landing on the ground, its four large claws gripped the ground tightly, cracking the hard rock protected by array patterns and scattering countless sparks. It quickly regained its footing.

Ouch!

With its blood-red maw wide open, it let out a terrible roar, its eyes flashing with bloodlust. This ferocious beast, whose size was comparable to a wild bull, pounced on Chen Yang again. Its wings flapped, creating a storm, and its body shot out like arrows. One of its claws, as big as a millstone, slammed out, aiming for Chen Yang's crown.

This time, Chen Yang neither dodged nor evaded. He aimed at Qiongqi's large claws and unleashed a Heaven and Earth Overlord Fist.

Although he was much smaller than Qiongqi, and his fists were much smaller than Qiongqi's large claws, when he threw a punch, his whole body surged with battle aura, making him look like a giant standing tall and firm.

When the fist collided with the millstone-sized claw, a deafening sound erupted. Qiongqi was blasted away, its massive claws splattered with blood, and even one of its thick, golden legs was twisted and deformed.

Ooooooooooo!

The poor monster was in for a terrible time this time. After landing on the ground, it let out a painful and angry scream.

As the guardian beast of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, it became the ruler of this place after the people of Shu Mountain left, standing at the top of the food chain. With it guarding this palace, the ferocious beasts outside dared not cross the line.

At this moment, how could it not be furious that such a king had been beaten into a dog by a human?

Boom boom boom!

With its painful and furious howl, several more terrifying fluctuations of divine thought followed.

Rumble!

You could even hear the sound of the ground shaking from being trampled.

Several more ferocious beasts, the Qiongqi, charged in from all directions and appeared in the main hall almost instantly.

One, two, three, ...

There were as many as seven.