Black clouds hovered in the night sky, and the sky was so dark that it seemed to be pressing down on the ground. The raindrops falling from the sky rolled across the vast earth amidst the biting and whistling wind.
In the wilderness, there is no village in front and no land behind. It is vast and vast, with only an ancient road extending from the distance, and then extending lonely into the distance.
There was a low thunder in the dark clouds in the night sky, and the rain between the sky and the earth gradually became heavier.
The earth is solemn and solemn. Except for the sound of wind and rain, everything is dark in the wilderness. Only a solitary lamp is lit on the edge of the ancient road, revealing a little light.
This is a wilderness hut. The owner's surname is He, a middle-aged man in his early forties who comes from Xiaochi Town, a day's walk from here. In this remote place, next to the ancient road, he worked hard to build a simple house to serve as a gateway to the south.
Travelers heading north provide a place to stop and drink tea, thereby earning some hard money.
At this moment, Boss He was sitting behind the counter in his shop, listening intently to the howling wind and rain outside. He frowned slightly and sighed softly. With such bad weather, he probably wouldn't have any more customers.
Already.
His hut is located between Xiaochi Town and Kongsang Mountain, a large mountain in the west. The ancient road outside the door has been a road for business travel since ancient times, and is also the only way to the big city further east - Donghai Changhe City.
, so travelers pass by from time to time.
Right now, on this stormy night, there are still a few customers in this small shop in the wilderness, sitting silently in the dark and dim cabin, avoiding the miserable wind and rain outside.
"Crack."
The wick of the oil lamp in front of Boss He made a slight crackling sound, waking up the honest middle-aged man from his drowsiness. The sound of wind and rain outside the house became louder and louder, "whimpering" as if choking, it seemed that this night
, the guests here can’t leave.
He thought like this and looked up at the customers in his shop. There were only five tables in the simple hut. There were customers sitting next to three tables at the moment, and a single man sat at the corner one.
, there was a dark place that was difficult to illuminate with lights, and the man sat there alone, even his face was blurry.
At the two tables closer to each other, there was an old man with an extraordinary bearing and a young girl sitting at one table. The old man had a bamboo pole leaning against the table with a piece of cloth on it that read "Immortal."
With the four words "guidance", it seems that he is a fortune teller.
As for the last table, it was the most crowded business trip. There were four people in total. The corner behind them was piled with goods. At this moment, there seemed to be a young man in the middle softly cursing the bad weather.
"Okay, stop talking." The other older man among the four shouted at him, turned around, smiled at Boss He, and said slightly apologetically: "Boss He, it's windy and rainy today.
The big one even made you stay up late with us."
Boss He smiled and shook his head. This business trip often traveled on this ancient road, and he stopped at his shop many times, so he was considered a regular customer. He immediately said: "It doesn't matter, it's normal for me to stay up late, but today I will stay up late during the day."
It looked like dark clouds were coming from the beginning, why are you still on your way, sir?"
The old man was startled when he heard this, and then he looked at each other and said with a wry smile: "Actually, why don't we know that the weather is bad today, but it is really difficult to go out."
Boss He said "Ah".
The old man picked up the teacup in front of him, drank the tea in one gulp, and said, "Boss He, the world is so difficult today!"
Boss He was taken aback and said, "What's wrong?"
The old man gave a bitter smile and said: "Ten years ago, the demon sect, which had disappeared for a long time, suddenly reappeared. I heard that it was still fighting a big battle with the gods of the righteous way in Qingyun Mountain. Since then, this
In the past ten years, instead of being eliminated by the righteous way, the demon sect has become increasingly prosperous, and it is heard everywhere that they are fighting with the righteous way."
Boss He was silent, and the old man sighed and said: "We, the common people, can't control what they fight against them. However, under this fight, the world is in chaos. Now thieves are rampant, and there are countless people who robbed homes and homes. We are out there."
I'm just trying to make ends meet, and I'm worried every day, for fear of encountering a strongman, so I'm on my way in a hurry, but I'm unexpectedly blocked here by the wind and rain, I'm in trouble for Boss He."
Boss He shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to take it to heart..."
As he was talking, a voice suddenly came from a distant corner and said calmly: "So, does this gentleman think that the current chaos in the world and the rampant thieves are all caused by the demon sect you say?"
The old man was startled, but before he could speak, he looked at the table in front of the fortune teller and the young girl, and looked at them. The girl had bright eyes, beautiful appearance, and slight dimples at the corners of her mouth, which made her look endearing.
At this moment, she suddenly opened her mouth and smiled at the old businessman: "This old man!"
The old man looked at her and said, "What's the matter, girl?"
The young girl said softly: "Old man, you have a thin face and many lines, but your face is not broken. Although your life has been full of twists and turns, it is still peaceful. It's just that you have a small scar at the sixth point of the heaven, lying across the middle of your face, blocking it.
The life line and the wealth line indicate that when you grow old, you may encounter a great calamity. Now that you are getting older, it is better to talk less and cause less trouble."
The faces of all the business travelers changed. The old man even stood up and stared closely at the old man and the young man. However, neither of them had any reaction and remained calm. After a long while, the old man's face became uncertain and he looked around.
, finally sat back, raised his hands to the young girl and said, "Thank you very much for your advice."
After he sat back down, the shop immediately became quiet. The somewhat mysterious man in the corner just now seemed to have also quieted down and stopped talking.
It's just that the long night was really hard to endure. After a long time, the business travelers there gradually started chatting, and they talked about the battle between good and evil in Qingyun Mountain ten years ago.
These traveling businessmen are just ordinary people. Naturally, they have never been to the scene to see it. However, it is rumored that this thing was born for this purpose. Moreover, those masters of righteous cultivation have always been mysterious and unpredictable, and they are the best among the people.
Talk.
As they talked, the voices of several young people gradually became louder, and others heard it and were attracted.
"...In short, at that time, the situation of Qingyun Sect was already in danger. Fortunately, the old god Daoxuan took part in the good fortune and used his finger to tap lightly. Thunder and lightning suddenly fell from the sky. I heard that the loud noise could be heard for hundreds of miles around. This
Only then did we repel the Demon Sect’s people!”
"Fart!" Suddenly, there was a soft shout, but it came from the distinguished old man sitting at the same table with the girl. Everyone was startled and looked at him, only to hear the old man say: "If Daoxuan is really that
Amazing, how come in the battle at Qingyun Mountain, so many people from the Qingyun Sect died, even two of the leaders of the Seven Meridians died, and the other elders and disciples suffered countless casualties. Do you think the demons of the Demon Sect are just freeloaders?"
Everyone was dumbfounded. The girl next to him frowned and whispered: "Grandpa, I just told people not to talk too much. Why do you talk so much?"
The old man chuckled, and his face that was originally quite like a crane suddenly became a little proud, and he whispered: "Xiaohuan, don't scare me, I have shown you my fate a long time ago. Although I have been wandering all my life,
But you will be lucky when you grow old. May you grow old safely and have someone to send you to your end. Haha, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter!”
The girl just took a sip of tea and almost choked on his words. She coughed twice and glared at the old man angrily. However, the old man was very proud and didn't take it to heart at all.
The old man and the young man are none other than the world-traveling fortune teller Yi Xian and his granddaughter Xiao Huan. Ten years have passed since the last battle between good and evil in Qingyun Mountain. Xiao Huan has also grown up and is beautiful and beautiful.
, but still following Zhou Xian around the world.
At this time, Yiyi Xian seemed to be addicted. Regardless of the fact that it was his first meeting with others, he pulled up his stool and sat among the businessmen. He began to talk loudly about the Qingyun Battle that year. Xiaohuan was angry next to him.
But there is nothing that can be done.
Zhou Yixian is very eloquent. Besides, he can travel around the world with just one mouth. His words are lively and lifelike, which is far better than those young people just now. After a while, even Boss He couldn't help but walked over.
, everyone gathered around, listening to Zhou Xian looking at the past, looking back on the past while talking and laughing...
"ah!"
Hearing the exciting and intense part, the young people exclaimed at the same time. One of them couldn't help but asked: "Dad, were you there at the time and knew so carefully?"
Zhou Yixian was startled, then patted his clothes with his hand, shook his head and sighed: "I have never wanted to get involved in these killings, so let the juniors of Qingyun Sect do it!"
Everyone was startled and immediately felt in awe. Unexpectedly, they heard a "pop" sound next to them, and it was Xiaohuan who spat out the sip of tea he just drank and started coughing.
Zhou Yixian glared at her, then turned around and smiled. At this time, a young man next to him said: "Old man, what happened to the disciple named Zhang from Qingyun Sect? Did he really turn out to be a disciple of Qingyun Sect?"
Zhou Yixian frowned and was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. There was chaos in the venue that day. It seemed that even Zhang Xiaofan fell into a coma. He was finally snatched by someone from the Demon Cult and has been missing since then.
Already."
The people around him sighed. In fact, the secret of Zhang Xiaofan's life experience is actually a major secret of Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple. It will never be revealed to outsiders. However, when the secret was revealed that day, there were a lot of people present, especially people from the Demon Sect.
So as time went by, the news slowly spread throughout the world. However, what Yi Xian said at this moment was as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes at the Yuqing Hall of Tongtian Peak in Qingyun Mountain.
Boss He sighed and said, "I wonder how that young man is doing now?"
"How is he now..." Suddenly, the voice of the mysterious man sitting in the corner rang out again, with a hint of vicissitudes of life.
Zhou Yixian turned his head, looked at the man sitting in the shadow, and said, "Why, brother, do you know?"
The man was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Of course I know, but even if you are people who have seen him before, you probably won't recognize him now..."
Xiaohuan frowned and said, "What's wrong with him?"
The man didn't speak any more, and just concealed his figure in the darkness.
The wind and rain outside filled the sky and covered the ground, and it seemed a bit more miserable...
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Kongsang Mountain, Wanbat Ancient Cave.
Eight hundred years ago, the old man with a black heart, the predecessor of the demon sect, created the heyday of the Blood Refining Hall here, commanding the demon sect and shocking the world. But now that the younger generations of disciples are unworthy, this place is desolate and desolate, making it very desolate.
The abyss of death hidden deep underground in the Ten Thousand Bats Ancient Cave is now occupied by countless unexpected foreign enemies.
Beside the boulder with the three characters "Death Spirit Abyss" engraved in ancient seal script, the last disciples of the Blood Refining Hall were gathered here, leaning against the boulder, and taking a few steps back, there was unfathomable darkness.
The abyss of death.
However, there were less than ten of them left, including the old man, Liu Hao, Wild Dog Taoist and others, all of whom were injured and looked exhausted and frightened. On the ground in front of them,
Dozens of corpses were lying on the ground. Men in black, several times their size, surrounded them. Without exception, they all had a skull embroidered on their chests.
The old man took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and started to speak, but suddenly found that his voice had become hoarse at some point: "Everyone, fellow Ghost King Religion members, our Blood Refining Hall is just a small sect in the Holy Religion, and we have never dared to
Offending the Ghost King Sect, no, I don’t know why Senior Ghost King did this to us?"
"Huh!" A cold snort came from among the countless men in black. A man in black with a skull embroidered in gold on his chest, who was completely different from the others, walked out. He looked like a leader and said lightly: "Boss, now
The situation in the Holy Religion has become very obvious. The Ghost King Sect Master has also sent you several letters, but you are still like a wallflower. You deal with us today and worship us at the gate of the Changsheng Hall tomorrow. Could it be that you don’t take the Ghost King Sect Leader in your eyes?
What?"
The old man's face turned pale. He knew that in the holy sect, the internal fighting led by the four major factions was becoming increasingly fierce. All the small factions were attached to each other. From time to time, they heard rumors of the sect being destroyed by mysterious figures. But now the Ghost King Sect suddenly invaded in large numbers.
, the strength that he had worked hard on for many years in the Blood Refining Hall was almost wiped out by them in one fell swoop, and the situation in front of him was also quite obvious.
Sure enough, the man in black sneered and said: "Boss, let me tell you one more time. Now that the leader of the Ghost King has a great talent and great strategy, the unification of the Holy Religion is just around the corner. He wants to take your Blood Refining Hall under his banner because he thinks highly of you. You can't
Don’t be ignorant of praise.”
As he spoke, his voice was full of threats.
There were beads of sweat on the old man's forehead. Although the situation was clear, his small blood refining hall could not defeat the Ghost King Sect in any case, but the inheritance passed down by the ancestor was about to be destroyed in his own hands.
What?
This decision is really hard to make!
The man in black saw the hesitant look on the old man's face, his expression turned cold, and suddenly said: "Big Brother, let me advise you, you are facing me now, so you are lucky, but do you know that this time the attack will be in vain?
Who is from Mulberry Mountain?"
The old man trembled, and the man in black sneered: "You have guessed it, yes, it is Gui Li, the deputy sect leader of our Ghost King Sect. If he comes, your end will be..."
Halfway through his words, someone next to him suddenly coughed twice. The face of the man in black changed, as if he had thought of something, and his face turned pale, as if even he was deeply afraid of that name.
At this moment, there suddenly came a strong bloody smell. I don’t know where it came from, but it suddenly filled the entire huge space. All the men in black from the Ghost King Sect immediately straightened their bodies. The leader just now
The man in black also looked slightly pale, and if you looked carefully, you could vaguely see the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.
Who is it that makes him so afraid?
The sound of footsteps gradually began to sound, as if coming from the endless darkness of this abyss, slowly walking out.
One step, one blood seal!
All the men in black suddenly separated to both sides like a tide, making way for a passage.
The faint cyan light, with the reddish blood light, rippled gently in the darkness and moved forward slowly.
The faces of everyone in the Blood Refining Hall were pale and bloodless.
Ten years ago, the Ghost King Sect did not have the title of Gui Li. However, there were rumors in the sect that after the bloody battle between good and evil ten years ago, the leader of the Ghost King Sect, the Ghost King, took a righteous traitor into his sect and regarded him as his own.
The entire second volume of the Holy Book of Heaven, which fell into the hands of the Ghost King Sect, has been handed down from generation to generation.
In addition to the incredible progress in Taoism, Gui Li's temperament has also become earth-shaking, and he is prone to killing and blood-devouring people to the point where even the people in the Demon Sect are frightened.
In recent years, the internal fighting within the demon sect has become increasingly fierce, and Gui Li, a simple disciple of the Qingyun Sect, has suddenly become the number one general of the Ghost King Sect, leading the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to kill countless families, with a "
The "Soul-Eating Rod" (this name was privately given by people in the Demon Cult) sucked the blood of countless people, and coupled with the Ghost King's special regard, he soon became a figure inferior to one person in the Ghost King Sect and more than ten thousand people.
As for this person, all the people in the Blood Refining Hall had seen him ten years ago.
The Taoist Wild Dog in the crowd looked at him. The man gradually appeared in the darkness, with such a strong bloody aura that it seemed to be emanating from the depths of his body.
There were countless people standing in the field, but not a single sound was heard.
His appearance was still the same as before, with no change, and the look between his brows was still vivid in his mind. However, the wild dog's heart began to beat loudly, as if the person standing in front of him was not a person at all, but
It's a ferocious beast.
"you……"
He said the first sentence slowly, his voice steady and stern, echoing in this place: "Will you surrender or not?"
Countless people stood behind him, but no one came close to him.
Everyone in the Blood Refining Hall looked at each other, sweating heavily, and they didn't even feel the wounds on their bodies. But at this moment, there was a strange cry from the audience: "Go to hell!"
Everyone turned pale. For a moment, a sword flashed out from the ground next to Gui Li and stabbed towards his lower abdomen. The assassin had disheveled hair and a wild and dazed look on his face. His two feet had been chopped off and were bloody.
Flow like a note.
Seeing that this person seemed to be a disciple of the Blood Refining Hall, he was seriously injured. In the fear and pain, he finally lost his mind and screamed crazily and stabbed at Guili. Just a moment later, a dark blue light mixed with bloody red light emerged from
Gui Li's right hand came out and enveloped this person.
The smell of blood in the air became a little heavier.
The withered human body fell weakly to the side. The faces of everyone in the Blood Refining Hall turned pale again. Some young disciples began to tremble. However, a red glimmer gradually appeared in Gui Li's eyes, and he slowly slowed down again.
He said slowly: "Will you surrender?"
And the ugly black soul-eating stick (fire stick...) in his hand gradually lit up.
Behind him, all the men in black seemed to inhale together and take a step forward at the same time.
The incomparable and terrifying aura surged over like an overwhelming force, overwhelming everyone in the Blood Refining Hall.
Suddenly, a shout broke out from the people in the Blood Refining Hall: "No, no, I, I, I surrender!"
Following this voice, a young disciple ran out, left everyone in the Blood Refining Hall, and rushed to the Ghost King Sect, but subconsciously stayed far away from where Gui Li was.
As soon as this started, there was a reaction immediately. Everyone in the blood refining hall looked at me and I looked at you. From time to time, someone came out. The old man let out a long sigh, knowing that the situation was over after all, and said with a sad smile: "That's it, that's it!"
As he spoke, he stepped out from the crowd, and everyone followed him. He slowly walked up to Gui Li, took out a black iron plate as big as a palm from his arms, with a black heart engraved on it, and presented it to Gui Li with both hands.
Gui Li smiled miserably and said: "At this time, the Blood Refining Hall's 'Black Heart Order', the Blood Refining Hall's 800-year foundation, will be over today..."
"nonsense!"
At this moment, a loud shout, but with a hint of trembling fear in the tone, came from behind them. Everyone was startled, and turned around to look, and they saw in front of the huge rock just now.
There was a person standing who walked forward without following them.
Wild Dog Taoist!
Taoist Wild Dog stared at the old man, gasping heavily, but said loudly: "Boss, when you led me into the Blood Refining Hall, we made a vow together in front of the statue of the Black Heart Patriarch. This will last forever in this life.
You, how could you do this?"
A look of shame flashed across the old man's face, he lowered his head and whispered: "Wild dogs, the situation is stronger than humans. Don't seek death. Come here quickly!"
Taoist Wild Dog was surrounded by countless pairs of eyes, especially the pair of eyes in front that were faintly emitting a terrifying red light. It was like piercing his heart, making all the hairs on his body stand up, even his eyes.
My feet were shaking slightly uncontrollably because of the overwhelming fear.
However, he was trembling and slowly shook his head: "No, boss, no, I can do whatever you want, but you want me to rebel against the Blood Refining Hall, no!"
He faced the front, blank and empty, as if everything was shattered, and said in a low voice: "I grew up like a monster. Everyone despised me, even my biological parents abandoned me. I was abandoned by the wild.
I was raised like a dog and suffered all kinds of hardships and humiliations. Only after I entered the Blood Refining Hall, did it become my turn to bully others and feel proud. At that time, I swore a strong oath in front of the Patriarch that I would definitely follow the Blood Refining Hall in this life and I would not die.
regret……"
Everyone was stunned. The elder noticed that Gui Li's face gradually darkened, and he felt anxious in his heart. They didn't expect that this wild dog usually bullied the weak and feared the strong, and was greedy for life and fear of death, but now it suddenly changed like this.
But you can't just care about your own life just because of this wild dog. He said cruelly: "Okay, you are great, then you can support the Blood Refining Hall alone!"
As he spoke, he threw his hand over the Black Heart Token. The wild dog subconsciously caught it, but then his body trembled violently and he gasped for air.
The elder brother and others had all disappeared among the men in black of the Ghost King Sect, leaving only Wild Dog standing alone under the boulder emitting light, facing countless men in black, and standing not far in front of him
, is surprisingly the legendary bloodthirsty and easy-to-kill devil!
A faint and ferocious gaze fell on the wild dog's face.
The wild dog felt that he almost saw an evil ghost. If it weren't for the support of the huge rocks behind him, he didn't know if he could stand still. However, in this extreme fear, he whispered in a trembling voice: "
Just kill me!"
As he spoke, he clenched the Black Heart Token in his hand, closed his eyes, and the cold iron token seemed to melt into his body, waiting for destruction and death to come!