Flowers fall and flowers bloom, spring passes and autumn comes, and time passes in a flash.
This was a relatively peaceful thirty years in the world of immortality after the incident at the Demon-Sealing Formation.
The Demon Sect sealed off the underworld, and the Faceless Men no longer appeared in the world. Without them causing trouble, the Immortal Alliance was able to safely repair the Demon Sealing Formation, and the number of monsters breaking in gradually decreased.
But everyone knows that this is an illusion. The birth of the Demon Lord heralds the gradual shift from the path of heaven to the path of demons, which is manifested in the increasing turbidity and the creation of monsters that are becoming stronger and stronger.
When the Demon Sect regains its strength and reopens the underworld, it will be a suffocating bloody storm.
Outside Huangquan, a small team was patrolling.
After clearing out a powerful monster, the Nascent Soul female cultivator who served as the team leader planted the formation flag and propped up a small protective shield among the Yin-filled rocks for the team members to heal their injuries and regulate their breathing.
"Every day I open my eyes, I patrol. When does this day end?" A disciple complained, beating his painful shoulder.
His companion comforted him: "Please bear with it a little longer. Our shift time is coming soon and we can switch defenses next month."
Another female cultivator who was bandaging the wound said: "I think this life is quite good. The rotation period is only one month. The military merits given are so rich and can be exchanged for a lot of materials."
Several casual cultivators in the team agreed. The danger was certainly dangerous, but with the Nascent Soul monk leading the team and the Soul Transformation monks stationed nearby, as long as they were not killed in a confrontation, there was no problem in saving their lives.
"For us casual cultivators, it is good to have more battle achievements. But have you noticed that the monsters are getting stronger and stronger? You never know when the underworld will open, and that is the most dangerous thing."
Everyone was silent.
Thirty years ago, everyone knew that the day when the underworld would open was approaching.
After a while, the disciple who spoke first broke the silence: "Do you think you can win by then?"
"It's hard to say. The two great sects have suffered great losses in recent years, and Head Cen of Danxia Palace has also passed away. Although Head Ning and Sect Leader Ling are both leaders of the younger generation, they are too young after all."
"Yes, have they been in Taoism for a hundred years? It seems not yet?"
The female cultivator then said: "No, Master Ning is nearly a hundred years old, and Sect Master Ling is still younger. In terms of cultivation progress, it is still in vain... The one who is the fastest is a pity..."
Knowing who she was talking about, disgust appeared on the face of another disciple: "Don't mention her! If it weren't for her, how could the Immortal Alliance be in such a difficult situation? A demonic cultivator actually pretended to be lurking in the Shangzong and even almost stole it.
He has taken over the authority and is really vicious!"
The female cultivator disagreed with these words and retorted: "Where did you hear the rumor? That person is not a member of the Demon Sect, but he was unfortunately parasitized by the Demon Sect. The most unlucky thing is herself, okay?"
But the disciple didn't believe it: "Isn't she a jade-hardened body? How could she be parasitized? You women are the only ones who believe in her. Wake up, she is a devil now, and she is no longer a fairy."
"The body of the tempered jade will not be corroded by demonic energy, but it does not say that it will not be taken away. You men are the ones who fall out faster than turning the pages of a book. At first, you praised others to the sky and worshiped them so much, but now you scold them the most.
You are the ones who are cruel."
"I can tell right from wrong! It's not like you..."
"That's enough!" the Nascent Soul female cultivator who led the team shouted to stop, "Are you here to patrol or to quarrel?"
Facing her serious face, the two of them stopped talking.
"I'm sorry, senior." The female cultivator bowed her head and apologized, "I was too excited."
The disciple also took a step back: "I won't say anything anymore."
Nascent Soul Girl calmed her expression and said calmly: "Hurry up and heal your wounds. It is dangerous here. Ghosts or monsters may appear at any time."
"yes."
When he sat back, the disciple couldn't help but muttered: "It's not because of that person that there are so many monsters here..."
Before he finished speaking, the wind blade made a "whoosh" sound, grazing past his cheek and shattering the rocks on the ground. The disciple screamed in fright and looked at the Nascent Soul female cultivator in shock.
Her face was as dark as water, and she said coldly: "Whatever you think in your heart, but don't let me hear you say bad things about her."
The disciple was confused: "You...senior, what do you mean?"
"When you joined the team, didn't you know my last name?" the Nascent Soul female cultivator said quietly, then stood up, "I'll go take a look around and help you recover as soon as possible."
Looking at her leaving figure, everyone remembered the captain's self-introduction: My surname is Bai, Bai Menglian.
"Bai Menglian, Bai Meng..." the female cultivator muttered and suddenly realized, "By the way, the senior is from the Wuji Sect!"
The mission of a patrol team lasted for one month. During this period, this senior took charge of the team and saved their lives several times. Everyone was very convinced of her and very grateful. Unexpectedly...
"How could it be..." The disciple couldn't believe it, so the senior listened to him say bad things about his sisters for several days?
"I told you before, don't believe in rumors. We don't know the inside story, how can we accuse others?"
If it were before, this disciple would have refuted it, but this time, he opened his mouth and said nothing.
Bai Menglian suppressed the depression in his heart and walked in the magic mist.
After Bai Mengjin's accident, You Yan called her over and told her the truth. Her cultivation level was not high, and she was so shocked that she could only immerse herself in cultivation, hoping that one day she could save her sister from death.
Later, she asked herself to be stationed in Minghe and responsible for patrolling every two months.
It's a pity that thirty years later, I still haven't found an opportunity.
She stopped and looked at the black whirlpool not far away. The endless water of the Ming River flowed into the Yellow Spring along the whirlpool, blocking out all living creatures.
Yin energy and demonic energy intertwined around the vortex and spread out, forming a solid barrier.
If you want to enter the underworld, you must break this barrier. But so far, no one has been able to do it. Do we really have to wait for the Demon Sect to be ready and take the initiative to open it?
After the depression in his heart eased a little, Bai Menglian was ready to go back.
When she turned around, her eyes suddenly focused and she looked steadily at the mist-covered forest.
These forests composed of dead trees were the original entrance to Huangquan, and the diffuse mist was part of the barrier. They could only stand on the outside, and could not enter inside.
But just now, she seemed to see the mist surge.
Illusion?
Bai Menglian stared at it for a while, the fog surged again, and then several shadows slowly emerged, from blurry to clear.
Demon cultivator! One of them is wearing a sheep head forehead ornament! Faceless man!
Bai Menglian wanted to take action for the first time, but then he realized that the faceless man with the zodiac sign was the most powerful god-forming monk of the Demon Sect!
run!
When she was performing her escape technique, the other party also noticed her. A gust of wind swept over her, and the simple technique carried a heart-stopping power.
Bai Menglian did not hesitate, threw out a spiritual talisman, and formed a thick protective shield behind it.
Then he quickly rushed to the resting area and wrapped up the team members who were still confused: "Quickly go! There are gods and demon cultivators!"