Seeing Zhang Zhenren spit out blood, these people became silent. To be able to come to Mount Hua to discuss the sword, they weren't ordinary people. In the battle just now, it seemed that Zhang Zhenren had the upper hand, but in reality, his mind had been invaded by the demonic technique. He had to be decisive, so he used his trump card.
They couldn't criticize him too much, or else it would become a moral kidnapping. After all, Zhang Zhenren's character was impeccable. He had predicted that the Blood Demon would be a threat, but he didn't pay much attention to it. However, some people in the pugilistic world had allowed the Blood Demon to grow quickly for their own benefits.
"Disperse. You don't need to worry about the Blood Fiend Demon Lord. His fate hasn't run out yet, and I can't do anything about it. However, there will be a day in the land of the nine prefectures where there will be someone who can fight against him. He will turn into ashes and never be able to reincarnate." As he said that, Zhang Zhenren actually raised his head and looked in my direction.
Damn, he couldn't have noticed me, the 'peeping', could he? I felt that this Martial Saint Tablet was like a super camera that transcended time, and it contained a huge amount of information.
Then, those fellows kept asking questions, wanting to know who this person was. However, Zhang Zhenren just smiled and didn't say anything. They felt that he was just comforting them. Zhang Zhenren didn't bother with them, and just raised his hand before disappearing.
After a few seconds, the scene in front of me suddenly changed. I was wearing a green shirt and a pair of cloth shoes. Beside me, there was a few meter tall stone that had the words' Mount Wu Dang 'carved on it.
It was as if there was an invisible force guiding me to climb up. Just like that, I climbed the mountain step by step. Because I was just a strand of consciousness, I didn't have any power. I was like a normal person, slowly walking up the steep mountain peak.
The heat made me sweat profusely. My clothes were wet and dry, dry and wet, and there was a layer of salt on them. I was so tired that I was panting. I didn't know how many steps I had taken, but I felt that my legs didn't belong to me anymore. I couldn't feel them anymore.
Finally, I reached the peak of Mount Wu Dang and saw a familiar figure.
"Zhang Zhenren!"
I was overjoyed and shouted. However, when I kicked the stone steps, I couldn't help but lean backward. Like a rubber ball, I kept rolling down.
After working so hard for so long, it shouldn't be in vain. At this time, a gentle power wrapped around me. Then, my body floated up, and after a while, I arrived next to Daoist Zhang.
'Motherf * cker, just bring me up, wouldn't it be over?'
Every step I took left a footprint, and my shoes were worn out.
"Junior, you have quite the perseverance." Daoist Zhang praised.
"Hehe, you flatter me."
I laughed dryly and scratched my head. Even though there were thousands of curses running in my head, I still had a sincere expression on my face. From a certain perspective, this was my childhood idol. Moreover, after my martial path blossomed, I had even more respect for this kind of expert.
Perhaps this was a test for me. Fortunately, I persevered.
"Since you can see me, then you are fated. You should have seen the situation at the peak of Mount Hua, right?" Zhenren Zhang stroked his beard and asked slowly.
"Yes, yes." I nodded without hesitation.
"Alright, let me ask you a question. If you were to use your life in exchange for world peace and the stability of the common people, would you be willing?" Daoist Zhang narrowed his eyes and stared at me with a burning gaze.
I couldn't help but fall silent. I hadn't even inherited the cultivation technique yet. How could I use my life? However, after thinking about it carefully, what he said at the peak of Mount Hua should be referring to me, right?
At that moment, I felt the blood in my body boil. It was too hot.
"I'm very insignificant. I didn't think about world peace and the stability of the common people. I only hope that the people I care about and the people who care about me can be happy. That way, I can die without regrets." After thinking for a short while, I gave an answer.
Daoist Zhang just smiled gently, "Your answer is to avoid it. If you die, how can they be happy?"
For a moment, I was speechless. Daoist Zhang sighed, "Fated person, your perseverance is okay, but you don't have the pure heart to save the common people. Please go back."
"Ah."
I was stunned. Damn, he said that I wanted to save the world, but now he didn't teach me the divine technique. What the hell was he doing?
If it wasn't because I felt that it wasn't easy for him, I would have scolded him. After saying that, Daoist Zhang disappeared, leaving me alone on the empty mountain peak.
I stood there in a daze and didn't leave. One day, two days, one month, half a year … I didn't know how long I had experienced, and I didn't feel hungry. As the seasons changed, a heavy snow covered me, making me look like a living snowman.
During this period of time, I kept thinking about what he meant by the righteousness of the common people and the pure heart of a child. Finally, I understood. Although it was important to protect the ones I loved, when it came to the level of a Blood Demon, it wasn't "ego", it was "ego".
This thing sounded empty, but it was something I had to face.
At this time, Daoist Zhang appeared again, "Why aren't you leaving?"
"Senior, I want to ask you to teach me martial arts," I said shamelessly.
"Oh, then you have to give me a good reason," Daoist Zhang said casually.
"I've thought it through. I don't just live for some people. What I need to do is to fight for the common people of the world!
The Blood Demon was created because of me. Tearing his body into pieces is my urgent mission! "Although these words were simple, I thought about it for a long time.
In fact, the Blood Demon existed thousands of years ago. However, the Blood Demon has never been destroyed. This is enough to explain some problems. I remember that it was originally a heart demon, and then it transformed into a Blood Demon. As the saying goes, one's appearance is born from the heart.
It seemed that the Blood Demon had the same characteristics as a corpse puppet. If I couldn't kill it in one move, I would never be able to completely destroy it.
My words made Daoist Zhang reveal a kind smile, "What a good 'fight for the common people of the world'. Fated person, you understand!"
Hearing this, I heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, I didn't want to be like a block of wood, standing there for half a year. What could I do? I was also helpless. This was the same as playing online games and meeting an NPC. If I didn't deal with him, I wouldn't be able to clear the level!
As expected, after getting his approval, Daoist Zhang's hand emitted a strange light. On the light, there were a large number of patterns and words that quickly entered my mind.