The biggest reason why a legend was called a legend was that it was fake.
The Longevity Grass didn't grow in the southern province in the story, but in the northern part of the Scattered Star Sea. There was no Mayfly Maiden here, only endless ice and snow.
I plucked a stalk from the ground and studied it in my hand while asking Wu Huan, "Are you plucking it for Vivian?"
"Yes, after I entered the Monster Emperor realm, I would come here to pluck one stalk every two hundred years. This is the fifth time."
I didn't ask further and just lowered my head to look at the Longevity Grass in my hand. Every stalk of grass had four leaves and didn't look eye-catching at all. Every leaf was plump and cute. After staring at the leaves for a while, Vivian's smiling face appeared in my mind. However, the smiling face was fleeting as it quickly turned into Nam's face, Wang Can's face, Zhang Kanwen's face and the fatty's face. When it finally stopped, only Tao Wu's perfect figure was left in front of me.
I sighed and the coldness in my voice disappeared. I said to Wu Huan, "Why didn't you pluck a few more stalks … Let's pluck a few more stalks back. Vivian should be able to use them."
"In the past, there would only be one stalk here. I wonder if this year …"
Before Wu Huan finished his sentence, I had already stepped out and left the snowy Scattered Star Sea. I arrived at Duoji City, which was situated between the northern province and King's City.
This was the King's City of the Dog Head race's fief. Vivian lived in the Monster Emperor's residence at the center of the city. As expected, she maintained her youthful appearance, but her eyes weren't as clear as before.
I glanced at her from afar and didn't stay there any longer. Instead, I walked out of the city.
The Monster region obviously wasn't the Monster region that I remembered. On the main road outside the city, there were a few humans carrying swords among the Monster race. Moreover, both parties seemed to have gotten used to each other's existence.
The few humans carrying swords were youthful and wore Daoist robes. They seemed to be from the Daoist sect.
I walked over and cupped my fist at them. "Fellow Daoists, you seem to be in a hurry. May I know where you are heading to?"
The leading young Daoist looked rather friendly. It was probably due to the fact that I was from the human race that he had a smile on his face. Very quickly, he cupped his fist and replied, "Of course, we are going to participate in the Ten Direction Expiation Spell that is hosted by President Li. Senior, could it be that you didn't come to the Monster region to participate in the spell?"
Old President Li?
Hearing this familiar form of address again made me absent-minded. After a while, I nodded. "I'm a disciple of the Metaphysics Association. Of course, I'm going to participate in the spell assembly."
The young Daoist priest laughed again. "So it's a senior from the Metaphysics Association.
Since we're all going to participate in the Dharma Assembly, why don't we go together?
Come, come, come, let me introduce to you, Senior Brother. I'm a sword cultivator disciple of Wangwu Grotto-Heaven. These Senior Brothers are disciples under Celestial Master Zhang of Mount Longhu. "
Sword cultivator?
Hearing this familiar word, a smile appeared on my face. The other Taoists next to me said, "We are just disciples of the Mysterious Altar Hall of Mount Longhu. Senior Brother Chen is the direct disciple of Immortal Mo of Wangwu Cave. His cultivation base is close to the Yang Spirit level, and his future is limitless."
Sword cultivator, Daoist Master Mo … The smile on my face grew brighter. I asked Ah Mo's young disciple, "How is your master doing recently?"
"Eh … do you know my master?"
"We've had some dealings."
"You're so young, how did you come into contact with my master?
I've never heard my master mention him before … "
Little Ah Mo's disciple was like Little Ah Mo in the past. His cultivation base was close to the Yang Spirit level, and he still had an innocent and pure heart.
From him, I learned that today's Wangwu Grotto had become the number one monastery in Daoism. The disciples in the monastery practiced both witchcraft and sword techniques. His Master, Reverend Mo, was the Great Elder, and the Sect Master was Reverend Mi Tai Mi.
As for Wang Can, he died at the border between the Monster Area and the human world before the war between the two worlds, which had lasted for nearly a thousand years. I was there at that time.
More than ten years later, the war between the two worlds broke out. The human race received a warning from the Dragon race, so they set up the first line of defense at the border in advance.
Under the situation where there was a great disparity in power between the two sides, Wang Can's father sacrificed himself and scattered his Chaos power to seal the Monster Area for another hundred years. He won precious time for the human race and laid a solid foundation for the final victory.
Now that the war between the two worlds had ended, the Ten Directions Expiation Dharma Assembly was held in King City of the Monster Area to expiate the billions of souls that had been sacrificed in the war. Wang Can and his father were ranked second and ninth on the list of heroes!
And the first on the list of heroes was … Lin Hu!
A hundred years later, the Monster Area invaded again. At this time, the human race had already produced several Immortal Emperors. With the addition of the Dragon race, the strength of the two sides was close. They entered a stalemate, which lasted for hundreds of years.
This was the most tragic stage of the war between the two worlds. The two sides started a tug-of-war at the border. Although the humans were still slightly weaker, their excellent teamwork and rich battle experience allowed them to persevere until now.
War was the best catalyst for cultivation. At this stage, millions of cultivators died on the battlefield, but more civilians embarked on the road of cultivation. In the end, even all the human race began to cultivate. The human race officially entered the era of cultivation. The powerful potential of the human race was vividly reflected at this stage. Hundreds of years later, with the birth of a new generation of Immortal Emperors, the strength gap between the two sides was increasingly narrowed.
However, at this time, the Four Beasts of the Monster Area appeared on the battlefield. The other three beasts were only first-grade Demon Emperors. The human race still had the power to resist, but the strongest among them, the Beast of Chaos, had the cultivation of more than fifth-grade Demon Emperors. In one battle, three human Immortal Emperors died. Celestial Master Zhang of Dragon Tiger Mountain was one of them. After the battle, he was ranked fourth on the list of heroes!
When the scales of victory tilted towards the Monster Area again, it was Fatty and Wang Li who stood up.
The Beast of Chaos appeared on the battlefield for the second time. Fatty divined heaven's secrets and kept it in the Demon Purification Gourd. Then, he used his body as a cage and set up a Heaven Concealment Array, causing the Beast of Chaos to die in his body cage.
After that, Wang Li opened the Door of the Nine Nether and used his life as the price to trap Fatty's body in the Nine Nether forever.
On the list of heroes, Fatty was first and Wang Li third!
After the battle of the Four Beasts, both the human and demon races suffered great losses. On the whole, the Monster Area still had a greater advantage. The human race could only exchange space for time and retreat step by step. When half of the human world had fallen, the Old President of the Metaphysics Association, Li Liguang, who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, appeared out of nowhere. With the prowess of a seventh-grade Immortal Emperor, he killed the master of the Monster Area, Demon Emperor Po 'er!
No one knew how Old President Li became a seventh-grade Immortal Emperor in just a few hundred years. However, after this battle, the Monster Area lost its leader and was defeated step by step. After paying the price of two Demon Emperors, the thousand-year war between the two worlds finally came to an end.
After the battle, the human race entered the Monster Area. Other than Monarch City, the original ruling class of the Monster Area was retained. The two worlds began to have limited exchanges.
In the second year after the battle, Old President Li personally held the first Ten Directions Expiation Dharma Assembly at the headquarters of the Metaphysics Association.
In the fifth year after the battle, the second Ten Directions Expiation Dharma Assembly was held in Monarch City of the Monster Area. Old President Li also personally hosted it.
This was the largest gathering between the two worlds in the past thousand years. Every family in the Monster Area had to participate. Every mountain sect of the human race had to send people to pay their respects.
The few young people in front of me were the representatives of Wangwu Grotto-Heaven and Longhu Mountain. They had set off early in the morning to enjoy the scenery along the way. Their time was just right as they would reach Monarch City in a day's time. Coincidentally, the assembly would be held the next day.
It had only been five years since the war between the two worlds had ended. At this time, it was the time when the young people were most passionate about the war. Along the way, they patiently talked about every hero on the Heroic Spirit List.
The war that had lasted for a thousand years naturally couldn't be finished in a day. When they reached Monarch City, they still felt that they hadn't had enough. They agreed to go back together after the assembly.
The current Monarch City was still the same as in my memory. A thousand years hadn't left many traces.
I hurriedly glanced at it before I moved to the door of a side hall in the palace.
The door of the hall was tightly shut. The furnishings inside were simple and crude. There were only a few stone tables and chairs. There were two people sitting on the stone chair in the southwest corner. One was the Spirit Snake and the other was Tong Tong.
The Spirit Snake was no longer as mischievous as before. Tong Tong's small face was filled with worry.
"... Little snake, do you think brother will come back?"