Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety Two – Greenwood Secret Realm (1/2)

Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety Two – Greenwood Secret Realm

Zuo Mo was having a very strange dream.

There were endless clouds and water over the remote swamp, the howls of unknown wild beasts sounding among the waist-high grasses, long multi-colored bird with their long tails flying around the high and green forests. The sky suddenly darkened, Zuo Mo raised his head and inhaled sharply. An large and strange looking unidentified bird slowly passed over his head, like a black cloud .

Zuo Mo had never seen such a gigantic bird before. In front of it, the wasteland beast was like a little child. Its spread wings covered the sun and sky, creating darkness and everywhere it passed, it was as though night had come.

He dumbly gaped with an upraised face.

Before he could recover from his shock, a low voice suddenly came from behind him.

“Who are you? Why have you invaded my Greenwood Secret Realm? Leave now, and your life will be spared!”

Zuo Mo jumped in fright and hurriedly turned around. He found that a blurry figure had appeared near him at an unknown time. This person was clearly near him but no matter how he tried, Zuo Mo could not make out his figure. The other’s figure was a blur.

“Greenwood Secret Realm? Where is this place? Who are you? Why am I here?” Zuo Mo asked dazedly.

He still hadn’t managed to react and understand how he had appeared here. He tried to recall but his memories seemed to be blank.

The other did not seem to expect Zuo Mo to ask such a question and was instantly stunned. He said to himself, “Who am I?”

“You don’t even know who you are?” Zuo Mo asked curiously. He suddenly found the other was especially slow.

“Who am I? Who am I … …” the dark figure recited over and over, his tone slightly panicked. He could not remember.

Zuo Mo suddenly felt the other was pitiful and felt some empathy due to being afflicted with the same predicament himself. His features had been changed and his memories erased so all of his memories before Wu Kong Mountain had disappeared.

“Don’t rush, don’t rush.” Zuo Mo hurriedly comforted the other, “It’s alright if you cannot remember. A man’s name is meaningless in this world.”

The other stopped and seemed to ponder Zuo Mo’s words.

Zuo Mo said in a familiar tone, “Brother, what is this Greenwood Secret Realm? Are you familiar with this place?”

“Of course I am familiar,” the other unconsciously replied, “the Greenwood Secret Realm is the Greenwood Secret Realm, the place that I guard.”

“So this is Brother’s territory!” Zuo Mo’s eyes instantly lit up and he flattered, “No wonder I feel that Big Brother is of such extraordinary bearing. From the presence, you do not seem like the average person! These days, anyone with territory is a great person! Big Brother, you are too strong! Since this is Big Brother’s territory, Big Brother has to cover Little Brother!”

It may have been that he was shaken by Zuo Mo’s words or that he still hadn’t recovered from the conundrum of “who he was’ but he paused when facing Zuo Mo’s flattery and then asked dumbly, “What is cover?”

“That is if there is wine, everyone drinks together, and if there is food, everyone eats together,” Zuo Mo said with a thick face. He was not speaking nonsense, he just felt that the other held no enmity towards him. It may have been that the other also had amnesia that Zuo Mo found a thread of intimacy with the other.

This kind of feeling was very rare for Zuo Mo.

The shadow made a sound of acknowledgement without real understanding. The blurry figure started to clear and Zuo Mo finally saw the other’s true features.

A head full of bright green hair that extended to the shoulders, a handsome but thin face, the features were exquisite as though they were carved. The black and shining eyes were as deep as the dark night that stared at Zuo Mo with interest. The clothing he wore was made from countless black-green vines with the leaves as armor that were layered beautifully.

“As expected of Big Brother! So handsome that women will have to use illusory formations!” Zuo Mo gave another piece of flattery. After saying this, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of tragedy. Every person around him was extraordinarily handsome and as their boss, there was too much pressure on him!

No wonder it had been such a long time since he had encountered those beautiful women in illusory formations, the ones that increased a person’s heartbeat and the flow of blood, it was probably related to this … …

“Women use illusory formations?” The other had a confused expression. He clearly did not know what Zuo Mo was speaking about.

Zuo Mo did not explain and looked in all directions as he asked curiously, “Big Brother, how did I get here?”

“This is the Greenwood Secret Realm of the Sun Shen Temple, are you here to explore the Sun Shen Temple?”

The other suddenly lost his woodenness, his eyes as sharp as knives that seemed to piece Zuo Mo’s heart.

Zuo Mo shook and his memories came back like a flood. He instantly remembered everything.

“This is the Sun Shen Temple?” Zuo Mo said with bewilderment. “I was clearly studying shen power by touching the rock wall, have I comprehended shen power?”

“Comprehend shen power?” The green-haired male’s brow creased, “Shen power is innate, how can there be comprehension?”

“Shen power is innate?” Zuo Mo’s head shook like a rattle drum. “I never heard of anyone born with shen power. It might be that the ancient era is different than the cultivators now. Shen power was lost a long time ago. What we cultivate now is ling power, spiritual consciousness, and mo physique.”

“Shen power is lost?” The green-haired male stilled.

“Tens of thousands of years, it would be strange if it was not lost!” Zuo Mo muttered.

In reality, he didn’t have good feelings regarding ancient things. Even the Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art that was from just a few thousand years ago had tortured him to the point he wanted death, much less an ancient power like the Soul Setting Divine Light.

“Tens of thousands of years … … so it has been tens of thousands of years … …” the green-haired male murmured to himself, his expression lost.