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"How's it going? My skill of flying sand and moving rocks seems pretty good, right?"
Seeing the confusion on Barton's face, Luo Tian raised his face and asked Barton a little proudly.
Barton touched his forehead and smiled vaguely, saying that I have never seen your flying sand and moving stone technique on the mainland. But, I told you not to be angry! Your move looks powerful, but it is not powerful enough to kill.
The cutting power is not strong.
"Oh!? Uncle Barton, how did you tell?"
Hearing this, Luo Tian looked at Barton in surprise.
Barton said, when you dealt with the Vulture Demon God just now, firstly, he probably guessed your identity, and secondly, he saw that you were younger and did not deal harshly with you. If he uses his own trick, you still can't resist the flying sand and rocks.
live.
"ah!"
Luo Tian didn't believe that the Vulture Demon God actually had a trick that he hadn't used yet.
"Of course!"
Barton analyzed that the Vulture Demon God was the second sect leader of the Mainland Demon God Sect, and had practiced a certain demonic skill. Just when he was about to activate it, he was disrupted by Luo Tian's flying sand and rocks, and he refused to use it.
"Quack!" Luo Tian smiled proudly, "Strike first and attack the enemy unprepared! This is what the art of war says."
"The Art of War!? Master, do you often read The Art of War?"
Obviously, Barton was a little surprised by Luo Tian's words.
So, Luo Tian told Barton that it was all because he had this strange disease. He stayed in Luomen Courtyard every day with nothing to do. When he felt bored, he found some books on the art of war to relieve his boredom. As a result, he liked it as soon as he read it.
Up.
"Oh..." Barton touched his chin and stopped talking.
Seeing that Barton was hesitant to speak, Luo Tian changed the topic and said that the Vulture Demon God seemed very ruthless and fierce. Why did he attack Barton?
"Alas!" Barton sighed and said thoughtfully, "Nowadays, the soul path is in decline, and people's hearts are not as old as before; the world is in chaos, and there are disputes between grudges and grudges. This is the mainland."
"Oh! Are you his enemy? So he is waiting for an opportunity to assassinate you?" Luo Tian raised his face and asked.
"Yes and no! When people walk in the rivers and lakes, they are bound to have grudges and grudges. But there is one thing. As long as you walk in an upright manner, you will always have a clear conscience!"
"Uncle Barton, I understand. But why did the Vulture Demon God call you White Rakshasa? What's going on?" Luo Tian asked again curiously.
After listening to Luo Tian's question, Barton paused, pondered for a moment, and then said calmly, "Rakshasa is the name of the protector of the soul path in the mainland!"
"Ah! Soul Dao Protector!?" Hearing this, Luo Tian couldn't help being surprised, "Hasn't the Soul Dao in mainland China been in decline for a long time? Why are there still guardians?"
Barton smiled slightly and said slowly, the Soul Dao has been passed down in the mainland for thousands of years, and the spirit of the Soul Dao is eternal! It will not disappear with the decline of the Soul Dao. Nowadays, although the Soul Dao in the mainland has declined, for hundreds of years, various
Various kinds of demons and sorceries are taking advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble and bring trouble to the continent. However, in the entire continent, the soul path is still the most orthodox and noble.
"Oh! Uncle Barton, I understand! The soul path is the main theme of the mainland, which is why the soul master has become a profession respected by everyone in the mainland."
"Yes! Soul masters are sincere defenders of the soul path!" Barton replied solemnly.
"Then what kind of profession is the soul guardian? How is it related to the soul master?"
To become a soul guardian, you must first become a soul master. In other words, a soul guardian is selected from among soul masters. Barton was very patient and further explained.
"It seems that the Dharma Protector is extraordinary! What is the Dharma Protector's responsibility?"
"Promote the Soul Dao! Maintain the law! This is the main responsibility of the Soul Dao protector."
"Oh? It's easier to understand promoting the soul path, but how to understand protecting the law?"
"The soul path has declined, but the law still exists. In order to maintain the fairness and justice of the soul path in mainland China, the soul path has always had two Rakshasa, black and white, who are responsible for protecting the law and punishing evil. The specific division of labor between the black and white Rakshasa is: black Rakshasa
He is responsible for the 'Black Soul Dao Domain', and White Rakshasa is responsible for the 'White Soul Dao Domain'."
"Uncle Barton, you are the White Rakshasa, who is the Black Rakshasa?"
"Oh... this... you will know this later." Barton smiled kindly, looking mysterious.
While talking, Luo Tian and Barton raised their heads and reached the entrance of the Golden Butterfly Valley.
Barton warned Luo Tian again, then waved his hand and dodged away from the ground, with a blue cyclone floating all over his body, and quickly dodged out of the Golden Butterfly Valley.
Luo Tian took out the lightning thunder dragon horse from the inn, flew up, jumped on the horse's back, and galloped towards the Demon Chou Valley...
Mochou Valley and Golden Butterfly Valley are both known as the "Twin Valleys of the Continent", both located in the northwest of the Zidou Empire on the Cangluo Continent.
The Valley of Demonic Sorrow and the Valley of Golden Butterfly are dozens of miles apart from each other. The difference is that the Valley of Demonic Sorrow is a bright place, while the Valley of Demonic Sorrow is a claustrophobic place.
In Cangluo Continent, when people mention the Valley of Demonic Sorrows, they are a little afraid, and no one wants to have anything to do with it, because the Valley of Demonic Sorrows is not an ordinary place, it is a place of exile on the mainland.
To put it bluntly, the Valley of Demonic Sorrow is the hell on the Cangluo Continent, and is governed by the Golden Butterfly Sect among the nine gates.
It is said that those who are sent to the Valley of Demonic Sorrow are either murderers full of evil, or hypocrites with evil intentions; they are either strong men with unforgiving evil, or stubborn evil gods...
In short, the Valley of Devil's Sorrow is a canyon where even the devil is worried, and there is not a single good person in it.
Riding a lightning and thunder dragon horse, he passed through the entire Golden Butterfly Valley. After constant inquiries, people's weird eyes, and after three or four hours of galloping, Luo Tian finally arrived at the Devil's Sorrow Valley.
Different from the flowers all over the mountains and plains of Golden Butterfly Valley, Mochou Valley is a dark and humid canyon.
The light in the canyon is dim, and the peaks are intertwined and the shapes are very weird, like green-faced and fanged ghosts floating in the black mist, staring at you in the dark.
What's even more strange is that the Valley of Devil's Sorrow is full of strange black flowers of all colors, and even the vegetation on the ground is black. Looking at it, it really feels like you are in hell, eerie and terrifying.
The dark wind blows in the Valley of Devil's Sorrow, and the evil energy is everywhere.
Ah! The Valley of Demonic Sorrow really deserves its reputation.
"His! His!"
At this moment, when he saw the dark Devil's Valley in front of him and the mighty Lightning Thunder Dragon Horse, his hooves suddenly became restless, he looked up to the sky and neighed, with a trace of terror in his eyes, and he jerked to the ground.
"Lightning, be good! Nothing is wrong!"
"From now on, we will live here!"
Luo Tian strangled the lightning dragon horse, patted its head gently, and said to the thunder dragon horse.
After being comforted by Luo Tian, the thunder dragon horse immediately calmed down, snorted and stopped being frantic. So Luo Tian gently urged the thunder dragon horse and walked towards the Valley of Demonic Sorrow.
"call……"
"call……"
As soon as he walked into the Valley of Demonic Sorrow, as a moist mist passed by, and the mane of the lightning dragon horse was hunting in the wind, Luo Tian felt a gloomy air blowing towards his face, reaching straight to his internal organs.
This is a strange wind, and the wind seems to contain a special energy.
Suddenly, the magic dragon tattoo on Luo Tian's left arm felt a pain like a needle prick, and then, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, he jumped several times in a row in a very manic manner.