In the blink of an eye, a war broke out in the three realms, and six hundred years have passed since today.
The original ruins of the Blood Realm are bright red all over. The color soaked in the soil is difficult to change. It is even covered with some fine and bright flowers. This is a special plant found only in the underworld. It is the flower of life and death. Only the aura of death is strong.
will appear.
It is already a historical resort, a blood town has been established, and some taverns and hotels are full of business.
At this time, an elder of Shushan Sect, with gray hair and a long sword on his back, led a group of young people behind him, walking on this scarlet land, looking at the bloody sky and walls,
"Back then, the demon world began to invade the heaven and mortal world because of the constant barrenness and disasters in its own land. The battle was earth-shattering. Countless heavenly emperors died, and the earth was covered with scars.
In the end, Earth Mother Ivy couldn't bear the suffering of the common people and walked into the demon world alone. This oldest saint ran across the earth, shouting angrily, and finally established the earth's dragon vein, miraculously reversing the situation and preventing the two worlds from going to war."
The surrounding Shushan disciples listened carefully.
Earth Mother Ivy, already known as the Mother of the Earth in this land, nourishes and warms all things.
According to legend, she has never killed any intelligent beings from ancient times to the present. She has compassion on all living beings. She has been an innate building tree to protect all living beings since the Western Era. Later, she accepted the way of heaven as a disciple, resisted the catastrophe of the ancestral witches, and established the ancient heaven.
Then he resisted the invasion of the demon world, and can be said to be the most sacred ancient existence in the entire world.
Some of the disciples commented, full of praise and admiration, "It is said that in those years, Bai Xiaosheng accepted Liu Wenjian, and Hu Rennong, the two major disciples, each created two major factions to guard the mortal world. At this time, the mortal world was composed of
The Shushan Sword Sect, which has a transcendent status above all others, and the Great Zhou Dynasty, which rules all living beings in the world, are headed by two major forces, each responsible for their own duties."
Everyone was silent. Six hundred years have passed. Perhaps some ancient beings still exist in heaven and experienced that tragic battle, but for mortals, no one knows how long has passed.
Especially for Shushan, there are birth, old age, illness and death like ordinary people. At this time, the thirteenth head of Shushan has been in office, reaching the "Wan" generation.
Long years have passed. Liu Wenjian, the first head of Shushan, the most powerful mortal emperor who once suppressed all the emperors in the heaven as a mortal, has become old and decayed and disappeared in time. She is a stubborn person,
She is unwilling to enter the Tianhe River, accept religious offerings, and become what she is in the eyes of all living beings.
Hu Rennong, the former prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had already retired and retired to the countryside, living in seclusion behind the scenes.
This is a brand-new Three Realms, and all the ancient existences in the past have disappeared behind the scenes.
Geniuses of the young generation are emerging one after another. The demon world, the mortal world, the heavenly world, and the era of corruption are surging, suppressing the weirdness of the entire land, but the weirdness in these years has become more and more intense.
"Dragon Veins has certainly resolved the war between the two realms eight hundred years ago and has become a god and a saint, no longer needing to slaughter all sentient beings. However, the side effects are becoming more and more serious now."
In the hearts of all Shushan elders, it seems that a terrifying shadow has been cast over them, and a storm is coming.
Suddenly, there was a sound of wind in the distance, and a white mist covered it. The hazy figures of ancient beings gradually stood in it, exuding a terrifying aura.
"He is a martyr, and he has appeared again. This is the goal of our trip."
The Shushan elder spoke and retracted his wandering thoughts, "New disciples, please pay attention. These are the grotesques of the will of all living beings. They are immortal. As long as all living beings still remember him and are still afraid of him, they will not destroy this place."
This is a major test for new disciples. We come here to eliminate them every three years to prevent the 'martyrs' from constantly gathering more will power from all sentient beings and turning into more powerful monsters, each looking for an opponent. This is a one-on-one test."
In the blink of an eye, a group of disciples quickly faced a shadowy figure. The long sword was unsheathed, and sword shadows flickered.
Shushan has developed to this day and has a profound foundation. It has become one of the largest forces in the Three Realms. It not only built a demon-suppressing tower to suppress some eccentricities that can be suppressed, but also established the Shushan Sword Tomb, which contains the Shushan Sword Tomb of all dynasties.
Senior's sword.
They no longer need to break their arms. They can hold the sword after being recognized by their predecessors as their sword masters. Moreover, generations of sword masters have trained them, making the fairy sword more powerful.
At this time, there are thousands of ordinary mortal swords in Shushan, all left behind by disciples who died of old age. There are also three hundred well-known fairy swords, each with its own name. Thirteen top fairy swords, Zixiao, Qiuyun, Bixia, and Zhuxian each have their own names.
The contemporary sword masters are all amazing people and are the pillars of Shushan!
Shushan is already one of the top giant forces.
Of course, there are also ambitious people who disdain the swords left by their predecessors. After all, they are not made by themselves and do not suit themselves. They simply cut off their arms and forge their own long swords, waiting to leave them to future generations after they die.
clang clang clang clang!
Immortal swords shuttle like light arrows.
At this time, there were seventeen swordsmen in Shushan and only fifteen martyrs. The remaining two had no opponents to watch. After a flash of colorful sword shadows, three of the fifteen who challenged were defeated and failed the test.
The elder of Shushan said calmly: "There are three people who cannot defeat the opponent. There are three people who have no opponent. The two people who failed the test this time have a total of five people. They will return to Shushan tomorrow, pack their bags and return to their hometown."
The five people instantly became anxious.
The two Shushan disciples who had no opponents suddenly became excited, "Elder Cheng, we have no opponents! The assessment hasn't started yet, how can we be judged to lose out of thin air? Send us back to our hometowns!"
Elder Cheng said calmly: "Do you know that there are so many monsters and demons in the three realms? Why are we martyrs for this weirdness?"
The expressions of the disciples around him became condensed.
Elder Cheng looked at the bright red land, "The battle that year was extremely terrifying. Countless strong men left their homes and rushed to the front line battlefield. For the family behind them and the land they lived in, they were willing to sacrifice their lives. It was too tragic to be stained with blood. Earth Mother Qing
Teng couldn't bear it, so he rushed to the demon world alone, built a dragon vein, and modified the rules of the avenue, so that the strong would fight each other in the future, causing harm to the common people.
But after the battle ended, there were still too many heroic victims. The blood realm, the sky and the earth turned into blood, and many family members behind them came to this land, and even the corpses could not be found.
The blood mixed with the red mud of the soil, howling and crying, the tears mixed with the flesh and the soil, and began to feel sad and angry, hating them for becoming heroes."
Elder Shushan’s voice was calm.
The sound is like traveling through time and space, carrying the vicissitudes of life, mixed with the whimpering wind, across the desolate and bloody land.
Everyone seemed to have seen the ancient fight between the three realms, and the faint loneliness and sadness suppressed everyone in their hearts.
Elder Cheng said, "Those family members who lost their loved ones, they have since rejected their children and relatives and followed this path. Perhaps the Shushan disciples present have similar ancestral precepts?"
"Yes!" A disciple spoke up and lowered his head: "Our ancestral temple in Mijia Village has stone tablets and ancestral instructions. I don't go to Shushan, I don't join the dynasty, I don't enter the world, I just marry a wife and have children, but I still do."
The disciple looked ashamed. Six hundred years have passed, and it has been enough for people to forget a lot.
Elder Shushan did not look at him and continued: "At that time, those tens of millions of family members were bitter in their hearts. The reason why they did not let you embark on the path of martial arts and spiritual practice was because a pessimistic thought broke out in their hearts: Any hero will become a hero.
The belief in being a martyr has led to the uncontrollable appearance of grotesque 'martyrs' in this land."
Elder Cheng looked at the Shushan disciples, "Martyrs, they will kill anyone with a heroic heart and become a martyr, because this is the final destination of a hero! 'Martyrs' will lead the hero to his fateful end."
The surrounding Shushan disciples trembled inwardly,
The monstrous martyr will only attack knights with a chivalrous heart and those who walk around with swords!?
Unexpectedly, this is the origin of the martyrdom. It is actually related to his ancestors, and there is a tragic past in it.
The so-called martyrs must be heroes during their lifetime!
Everyone looked at the two Shushan disciples who had no rivals, and instantly understood in their hearts,
The reason why these two people were not found by the martyrs is because they are not heroes. They are just ambitious and want to enjoy glory, wealth, power and wealth.
This level is not only an assessment of combat prowess, but also a "questioning of the heart" level, using grotesqueness for assessment. It can be seen that although grotesqueness has become more and more terrifying over the years, it has gradually been integrated into life.
"No! I went to Shushan because I have a chivalrous heart and act chivalrously."
That disciple roared angrily.
Elder Cheng said calmly, "Shu Mountain is a place of purity. It is transcendent from the world. You can travel to the ends of the world with a chivalrous spirit and a sword. You are ambitious and have an impure heart. If you want fame, fortune and wealth, you can join the Great Zhou Dynasty."
Dynasty, to gain fame, Shushan is not your destination, you have come to the wrong place."
Every generation of disciples in Shushan will come for assessment after one month of training.
Not only did they know the pain of the martyrs and the hard-earned sacrifices they made for this land, but also because in Shushan back then, because of the unstable temperament of the disciples, the seventh-generation disciple of Shushan was confused by the weird and solved the problem of the town.
Demon Tower, Shushan suffered a great disaster, it was a very tragic and dark past.
"As for the three of you, even though you have chivalrous hearts and are unable to defeat the martyrs, please return home." Elder Cheng said.
Plop!
The three of them knelt down at once and said, "Elder, please give us another chance. This is our dream!!"
"This is not only a question of heart, but also an initial assessment of combat strength. The martyrs accompany our regular killings and are very weak. You can't even defeat the martyrs. If you stay here, you will die." Elder Cheng sighed, "I know you have
I have a pure heart, but if you are allowed to die in vain to chase your dreams, Shushan cannot do such a cruel thing. Please come back."
There was silence all around.
The lineage of Shushan, regardless of physical cultivation aptitude, can be worshiped by mortals, but it depends on understanding and wisdom. After all, it is the ultimate swordsmanship. If the aptitude and fighting ability are not enough, it just won't work.
Wow!
Suddenly, a cloud and mist surged, and another shadow floated.
"Who is it? Another martyr? No!" The great elder's face condensed, and he quickly burst out with the aura of the Emperor of Heaven, holding the famous green sword in front of the Shushan disciples.
"Who is there!!"
Some Shushan disciples tried to shout.
The figure in the mist didn't respond. The figure was still approaching, silently and somewhat eerily.
"Who is it! Reply quickly! Otherwise we will take action!"
Some disciples looked completely nervous and felt a little thump in their hearts.
As we got closer, the figure in the white mist gradually became clearer. It was a handsome scholar in white, holding a wordless Bible in his hand, reading as he walked, as if he were a bookworm, with an expressionless face, using the sky as his quilt and the earth as his seat.
"Oh, it's a living person. It's not weird. It almost scared me to death! In the wilderness, anything weird can happen." There was a Shushan disciple who saw the elders being so vigilant. He couldn't help but feel palpitations just now.
"It really shocked me."
"You new disciples can't do it."
"Shameless, weren't you so frightened that you backed away just now?"
The new disciple, whose heart was beating wildly, relaxed from his tense facial expression.
You know, if you are not strong, there will be no weird things. The elders of Shushan have already reached the combat power of the Emperor of Heaven, but if they really encounter a supernatural horror, they will all die here silently.
Over the years in the Three Realms, in the wilderness, the Emperor of Heaven has fallen silently, too many times, and the horrors hidden in the dark, no one knows how terrifying and unknown they are.
"It's a living person." Elder Shushan breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the nervous new disciples beside him, he couldn't help but sigh. They were too young and needed to practice hard.
"Is this dressed like Bai Xiaosheng?" a Shushan disciple exclaimed.
I just talked about this ancient and mysterious existence. Six hundred years ago, after accepting two disciples, the Great Zhou Dynasty and the leader of Shushan emerged. It can be said that he is the ancestor of their Shushan.
"No wonder I just asked, but I can't speak or answer! If it is the legendary mysterious existence, Bai Xiaosheng will be normal."
Suddenly, countless Shushan disciples became excited.
The scholar continued reading and walking, passing by a group of people.
"Can we try to communicate?"
Some people seemed to think of ancient legends. Bai Xiaosheng exchanged knowledge and exchanged it at equal value. The system of the Shushan leader and the Great Zhou Dynasty all came from Bai Xiaosheng. It was a great opportunity. A Shushan disciple had the courage to go up.
Before that, I carefully took out a sword-making experience book written by myself, which contained some unique ideas.
After Bai Xiaosheng took it, he studied it as if no one else was around, and suddenly said, "Well, I can exchange it for something."
The Shushan disciple blushed instantly and was ecstatic, "I want to know the smelting knowledge of Bai Xue Steel. I have always"
"Exchange of equal value, very good."
Bai Xiaosheng answered in detail, and then prepared to leave.
Suddenly, the surrounding Shushan disciples became excited.
Even the elder was extremely excited and each came forward to have a chat.
The group of people started to follow Bai Xiaosheng, who was walking unsteadily. After walking for a long time, they were satisfied. They sighed and knelt down in admiration.
"Don't tell me that I have met and communicated with you before." Bai Xiaosheng said calmly.
"yes!"
They responded quickly and respectfully.
Bai Xiaosheng thought for a while and then asked: "Do you know when the peach gathering in heaven will be held?"
"Nantianmen will welcome guests in ten days' time." Elder Cheng said quickly.
The Flat Peach Club has been flourishing for hundreds of years. The dragon vein of the earth is the largest spiritual root in the world. It gathers the faith and will of all living beings and condenses the flat peach, allowing people to enter the realm of gods!
The last Peach Conference was a great congratulation from heaven and earth for the Taoist Immortal to be among the gods!
At this time, the Peach Conference, which is said to be the Earth Mother Ivy, is about to enter the realm of gods, which is the first major event in the Three Realms! At that time, the ancient existences in the Three Realms, the Demon God, the Great Emperor of the Underworld, Mercury, the God of Wisdom and Light, and the Dao of Heaven,
The leaders of Shushan and the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty will all gather here, which will bring prosperity to the world.
"I understand the Peach Conference."
With a smile on his face, Bai Xiaosheng continued to pick up the book, walked around, obsessed with books, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"We are so lucky!"
More than a dozen disciples from the Shushan lineage respectfully watched this being leave, and couldn't help but sigh in shock, "Even this ancient mysterious being, wandering in history, may also go. After all, it is the Earth Mother Ivy.
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"But, in the legend, Bai Xiaosheng doesn't seem to take the initiative to talk to you?"
"It's a little strange. I just asked Pantaohui,"
"Tsk, six hundred years have passed, enough time for a lot of changes to happen."
"Wait a minute, why didn't you respond to us when you took the initiative to speak just now? Then you walked over slowly and surprised us?"
The group of them completed the trial and began to return to Shushan.
After everyone disappeared, the entire bright red soil suddenly shook slightly. The soil slowly peeled away, and a mysterious black coffin with exquisite carvings emerged. It slowly opened, and a fit young man opened his eyes.
,
"I didn't expect that when I left the Messiah's body to Sheila for safekeeping, she would actually bury me and her here." He rubbed his brain and felt that in the sea of consciousness, there was a red-haired woman sleeping, it was Sheila.
"Bai Xiaosheng? Another me?" He looked at the strange scene in the direction where the group of people disappeared just now, "This world is becoming more and more terrifying and unbelievable. What bizarre things are happening in the wilderness?
