Snowy night.
"It's so cold."
Ah Liang trembled and pushed open the wooden door, stumbling in. His eyebrows and hair were already filled with crystal clear frost and snow.
Another gust of biting cold wind came, cutting A Liang's face like an ice knife, making him shiver hard involuntarily.
He hurriedly closed the wooden door tightly, turned around and sat back on the old wooden couch, pulled a piece of dirty cotton cloth to cover his legs, and then he felt a little warmer.
"When will this life, which is worse than death, end?"
Looking around the simple wooden house with four walls, Ah Liang wrapped the cotton cloth tightly around his body and let out a long sigh, with a look of misery and sorrow between his brows.
Since the territory of Taichu was divided into eight large and small regions, in order to compete for the only five micro-qi veins in the territory, disputes have continued among the eight domain lords. Towering city walls have been built at the borders of each domain. In such a fierce battle, In the conflict, countless creatures were killed or injured.
The strange thing is that the direct descendants of the Ji family almost never leave the ancient city of Taichu, which is deep in the Taichu territory, and they are even more ignorant of the many dirty things going on between the eight large and small domains.
When gods fight, mortals suffer. A Liang was an ordinary mountain man. But just a year ago, a ferocious and ferocious ghost came to this small mountain village isolated from the world and killed more than a hundred households in the village. They caught them all.
The old men, women, boys and girls were all devoured by it, and in the end only dozens of young and middle-aged men were left. Under the coercion of this evil spirit, they headed to the bank of the swamp several miles away, where they died. Carrying stones and wood blocks all night, if you are not careful, you will die miserably under the claws of ghosts.
Over the past year, with the gradual decentralization of power by the Ji family, the eight domain lords have become more and more relaxed in their restraints on the creatures under them. Not only have many ghosts killed ordinary people wantonly, but even some demon generals, spiritual generals, and human cultivators have begun to They unscrupulously occupied the spiritual fields and spiritual valleys of ordinary people, and each designated an area for domination.
"There are more than 100 households in the village with more than 200 people. In just one year, there are only a dozen men left to survive. The world is so bleak, evil ghosts are rampant, and demon spirits are wreaking havoc. Why does Duyue Zunshen But God has never appeared?"
As A Liang thought about it, tears actually fell from his eyes.
Over the past year, the evil ghost has never given them any food. Dozens of men in the village have no choice but to go to the swamps to catch some fish and shrimps to feed their stomachs every night when they rest late at night. Many people No fish or shrimp could be caught, and the only spiritual field and spiritual valley was occupied by evil spirits. He actually died of starvation and exhaustion by the Shaoshui River.
There are more than ten villages that have suffered the same fate as A Liang's village. They were all kidnapped by this evil ghost to work as coolies. Although there is only one evil ghost, these thousands of ordinary people are all country folk. In it, There is no ability to resist at all.
Now there are only a dozen people left in Ah Liang's village, and the rest of the villages are not much better. The Li Gui doesn't seem to care about this matter. After all, the Shaoshui City Pavilion he is responsible for has been completed. Even if these All the ordinary people died, and Li Gui was able to barely make it with the current construction progress.
"Your Majesty the God of Duyue, as a land deity in the Taichu territory, why did you allow us to be slaughtered by evil spirits!?" The biting cold wind blew in through the cracks in the wooden door, and Ah Liang's lips trembled from the cold. , kneeling on the ground in agony, staring angrily at an extremely rough wooden statue in the corner of the wooden couch.
The statue was just a prototype, and the paintings on it were extremely ugly. Only a line of small words on the back of the wooden sculpture revealed its true identity.
Cross the moon and land to honor the gods.
The world is in chaos, and this statue was carved by Ah Liang himself. He returns from the Shaoshui River every day where life is worse than death, and this statue is his only spiritual support.
Ah Liang has always believed that the God of the Crossing Moon Land will one day appear, suppressing the mighty divine power that covers the sky and the sun, crushing all these vicious monsters and monsters, and restoring peace and harmony to the world.
But yesterday it suddenly snowed heavily, and several more of the ten or so people left in the village were frozen to death. Ah Liangsheng, who was young and strong, managed to finish moving the bluestone and wood in the ice and snow, and reluctantly returned home in a daze. at home.
But if the wind and snow don't stop, and there is no fire in Ah Liang's dilapidated wooden house, even his strong body has reached its limit, and it is impossible to withstand tonight's cold and merciless wind and snow.
I don't know how long it took, but the howling wind and snow outside the house became more and more fierce. Ah Liang was leaning on the wooden couch dying, and his body gradually became cold.
Just when he was in a trance, a ray of moonlight divine light lingered out of nowhere, and for a moment, the family's wooden house with four walls was illuminated like daylight.
Ah Liang seemed to have noticed something. He struggled to raise his eyelids and looked at the rough statue of Duyue Zun.
The wooden statue of the god was gradually melting away at this moment, and turned into a moon-white halo flowing into Ah Liang's eyebrows. At the same time, a cold divine voice rose powerfully from the depths of his mind.
"Are you willing to restore peace and harmony to the Taichu territory?"
Ah Liang got the strength from nowhere, turned over and fell to his knees on the ground. He said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty the God of Duyue, your Majesty the Earth God, I am willing, I am willing!"
The cold divine voice boomed again, echoing deep in Ah Liang's mind.
"The moon-white barrier surrounding the Taichu territory now is an evil-killing forbidden formation with a radius of 200,000 miles. If you can activate the 109 eyes of the forbidden formation within a hundred years, I can Get out of trouble, kill all the monsters, monsters, and evil ghosts, and restore peace and tranquility to the creatures in the Taichu territory."
The divine voice of the Duyue Earth God gradually dissipated, but Ah Liang still knelt on the spot in a daze, with disbelief in his eyes.
But the cold divine power that came from between his eyebrows reminded him all the time that what happened just now was not a dream, but the real manifestation of the moon-crossing earth god.
Ah Liang didn't know that just when he said the three words "I do", in an unknown place, representing the huge destiny of Taichu territory with a radius of 200,000 miles, he suddenly paused, and the next moment Then a pillar of extremely pure destiny was separated and poured into the depths of Ah Liang's true spirit.
"I'm not afraid of the cold anymore!"
Like a child who saw something strange, Ah Liang opened the wooden door and exposed his open palms to the wind and snow, but he did not notice the slightest chill.
The terrifying frost and snow that was enough to freeze him to death now turned out to be less lethal, which made Ah Liang inexplicably excited.
Trying to control the divine power between his eyebrows, he waved his palm lightly, and a moon-white divine light several feet long swept out, passing through the wind and snow, blasting more than a dozen wooden houses not far away into thousands of pieces.
Ah Liang's expression became more and more excited, and he murmured: "It seems that the ghost looks fierce on the surface, but in fact it is just like paper. I will go and meet it now!"
The wind and snow in the sky became more and more violent, but Ah Liang seemed unaware and strode towards the bank of Shaoshui.
What Ah Liang didn't know was that on the top of the clouds thousands of feet away, an indifferent man wearing a gold-threaded white robe was quietly looking down at the entire Taichu territory, with a faint gleam of light in his extremely cold eyes. Magnificent moon-white divine light.
