The word says: "
Things in the world have always been dangerous, but has good and evil ever come back? There will be endless debates about right and wrong, success or failure, and the river will flow eastward.
It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, good or bad from evil. The lessons learned from past mistakes will be left to future generations, but it is ridiculous that future generations will still fight. "
Ye Ling woke up leisurely from his coma, but there was sunlight entering his eyes, which warmed his heart. He stood up in a hurry and saw that he was lying on a piece of bluestone. The surrounding scenery was like spring green fields, full of vitality:
The strange flowers and grasses are not withered, and the green pines and ancient cypresses are luxuriant; the clouds and clouds shine for a long time, and the auspicious mist increases; a ravine crossing is quiet and clear, and the grass on the cliffs on all sides is new; it is a dangerous place, Tai Lai Ling Blessed Land, I don’t know why I came here because of it .
Ye Ling stood up and found that when he woke up, the injuries in his body were three points better, but he had no idea why he was here.
"call--"
From the mouth of the valley, a pitch-black demonic beast came slowly. Ye Ling looked carefully and saw this beast: "
The body is one foot long, with two heads side by side; the whole body is like ink, like a dog but not a dog; the ears are drooped, and the eyes are bright; the fangs are hidden, as if angry but calm. "
Ye Ling subconsciously took half a step back. The green rock wooden sword in his hand kept trembling, as if he could strike at any time.
"Da Mao, didn't I tell you not to scare others?"
Ye Ling looked around and saw a little girl sticking out from the back of the strange beast, scolding him softly.
The two-headed beast snorted a few times, as if he was very aggrieved, saying that he was not trying to scare anyone, but that he was obviously too timid.
Then, the little girl dropped it to the ground, folded a pink pandan in her hand, and stood timidly in front of Ye Ling.
See this girl: she is charming and beautiful, and her steps are subtle. Her eyes are clear and clear, and her hairband is swaying in green. The Hunan skirt is slightly loose, the beads are small, and the green sleeves are half-rolled, exposing the thin wrists. With shy red lips and white teeth, smiling and drinking wine, she is really like a pearl that has been freed from dust, and the moon is bright and beautiful.
"Brother, you're awake. I went to get some medicine for you. Daddy said this flower is called Purple Blood Ice Orchid and it can help you recover from your injuries!"
With that said, the little girl held up the pink pandan in both hands and handed it to Ye Ling.
When their eyes met, Ye Lingzi could only see an unexperienced innocence in the little girl's eyes, which reminded him of his third brother Wu Qing. The look in their eyes was almost the same.
Ye Ling put away the green rock wooden sword, reached out to take the orchid, and said: "Thank you, I would like to ask Ye Ling, a disciple of Tianzong, who is this girl?"
"My name is Lian'er," the little girl said with a happy smile: "Brother, you must not be a demon, why are you here?"
"Demon!" Ye Ling's heart was shaken, and he looked at the little girl in front of him again. She was innocent and could not see any demonic aura, but the two-headed beast behind her was filled with demonic aura.
"It's hard to explain in words, but I still want to thank you for saving me."
"Big brother doesn't need to say thank you," Lian'er said with a smile, "Dad told me to use my strength to help the weak. Although I don't know how to fight, I can help big brother. I'm really happy!"
With that said, Lian'er pulled Ye Ling and walked inside: "Brother, you are the first outsider to be my guest, I want to entertain you well!"
Ye Ling shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to follow Lian'er inside. The two-headed beast followed closely behind, looking a little jealous.
From Lian'er, Ye Ling learned that this place was located on the fifth level of the Demon Realm. Lian'er was the leader of the fifth-level demon clan and the daughter of the Qingsha Demon Emperor.
"This place is called Demon Spirit Valley. It was built by my father for Lian'er. But my father issued a strict order not to allow outside demons to enter. Only Da Mao is here to accompany me. But sometimes I still sneak away with Da Mao without telling my father. Went out to play!”
Lian'er was very happy to meet Ye Ling today and kept talking: "If other demons see me, they will be scared all the time. Only big brother, you are not afraid of me and are willing to listen to me!"
Ye Ling thought to himself that the demons respected the strong, and the idea of hierarchy was immersed in their blood. As the daughter of the Demon Emperor, Lian'er was naturally feared by most of the demons.
What's more, the spiritual energy in the Demon Realm is thin and the blood evil energy is too strong, so plants cannot grow at all. But this Demon Spirit Valley is full of spiritual energy and full of greenery. I wonder what unnatural means the Qingsha Demon Emperor used to create this blessed land.
Ye Ling and Lian'er were sitting in the pavilion talking. The wooden house not far away was the boudoir where Lian'er lived. The two-headed beast was lying at the door, half asleep and half awake, very peaceful.
Among the beasts between heaven and earth, in addition to ordinary beasts and monster beasts, there is another kind, which is called a spiritual beast.
Spiritual beasts are not obtained by reproduction, but are born from the transformation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They use heaven and earth as their parents, their laws as Taoism, and their spiritual energy as their sustenance. They are very rare.
Lian'er's two-headed dog from the Demon Realm was born from this Demon Realm and is a spiritual beast. It was discovered by the Qingsha Demon Emperor when it was a child, and he brought it to the Demon Spirit Valley, grew up with Lian'er, and named it Da Mao.
Although Da Mao's name is cute, he has a level of strength equivalent to the human race's Ying Chong realm and should not be underestimated. But Da Mao only listened to Lian'er's words, and even the Qingsha Demon Emperor could not order him.
Ye Ling stood up and walked to the table. On the drawing paper on the table, there was a painting of green lotus emerging from the water.
"Brother, you are from outside the Demon Realm. You must have seen this kind of lotus flower!" Lian'er came over and asked.
Ye Ling nodded and said, "It's the same as what you drew."
"This is not a painting by me," Lian'er's expression suddenly felt a little lonely: "This is what my father painted for me. He said that my mother's favorite is the lotus, but I have never seen a lotus, only this of my father. Zhang Hua.”
After hearing this, Ye Ling realized that there were many kinds of plants and flowers in the Devil's Valley, but he had never seen any lotus.
Lian'er held up the painting and continued: "Dad said that he was imprisoned in this demonic realm very early and separated from his mother. I was still young at that time and couldn't remember anything, and I had never seen my mother. I beg Daddy painted a portrait of my mother for me, but he said that no painting in the world could paint my mother’s face.”
"Brother, I really want to go out and see what a real lotus flower looks like, and see if my mother is okay..."
Lian'er's voice became smaller and smaller, almost speechless.
Ye Ling froze on the spot, but didn't know what to say. The flow of time in the Demon Realm is different from that in the outside world. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed in the outside world, but only a few thousand years have passed in the Demon Realm.
After a while, Lian'er wiped her eyes with her sleeves, then turned and ran into her room, carefully holding out a delicate wooden box and placing it on the table.
When I opened it, there were several lotus seeds inside. I don’t know how many years had passed, but they were still well preserved.
Lian'er said sadly: "Dad took this with him when he entered the Demonic Realm. It is said that they are the lotus seeds that dad found for his mother. But dad used many methods, but he couldn't make the lotus seeds grow. , after many experiments, only these few are left. I told my father that when we leave the Demon Realm, Lian'er must plant these lotus seeds in the soil with her own hands, so that they can bloom into many beautiful lotus flowers. I want to watch it with my father and mother, big brother, do you agree?"
Lian'er's smile was very sweet, just like the blooming lotus, white and flawless.
The corners of Ye Ling's lips raised unconsciously, and he nodded heavily, saying, "I will definitely do it!"
…
The ninth level of the Demon Realm is no more than the size of a valley, with no day or night, and no life.
There is a stone platform in the center, and sitting on it is an old man with white hair. His beard is on the ground, his appearance is haggard, and his clothes are in tatters in many places.
Opposite him stood the man in black robe who had entered here from the outside world.
The man in black robe sneered: "It's really embarrassing to think that the Jiuyou Demon Lord, who was so famous in the past, has ended up like this!"
The old man was unresponsive and lifeless, just like a mummy, his soul had long since passed away.
The man in black robe didn't care, and continued: "I'm sure you can guess my origin. Let's get straight to the point. I'm here to rescue you. You are about to die, but you don't want to take the blood of the same clan as yours. Chong, in a few hundred years, you may really be sitting here and die."
The old man remained silent and motionless, making it difficult to tell whether he was dead or alive.
The man in black robe sighed and said: "I understand that you no longer have the high spirits you once had. Thousands of years of imprisonment in the Demon Realm have dulled your spirit. But you must also think about the thousands of demons in this Demon Realm. More than a million, are they all going to die of old age here?"
"Ah--"
With a breath of turbid air, the old man woke up from a arrogant dream and experienced all the vicissitudes of life.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of black energy flew out from the old man's palm, scattering several black shadows and flying towards the upper layers of the Demon Realm.
The old man sighed: "Except for this old life, there is nothing else that can be passed down to future generations..."
The man in black robe burst into laughter: "This is the Nine Nether Demon Lord who was respected by thousands of people back then, hahaha..."
