"Please take a look at the mirage!"
The boss's voice was clear and high-pitched, with undisguised arrogance.
With a wave of his sleeve, the mist began to condense and take shape, eventually forming a paradise of mountains and flowing water in front of people.
There is a majestic mountain villa in Taoyuan, standing on the top of a mountain, facing a cliff on one side.
"Hey, are there any words on that mountain?"
Someone exclaimed and wanted to get closer to take a look. Seeing the boss laughing, the white mist surged and the mountain became clearer.
Then you can see a few words carved on the mountain: "Tianjian Villa."
"This is the view of Tianjian Villa."
"It's Tianjian Villa, I've been here."
"There's nothing strange about this. It's just a trick. You can figure it out if you go there."
The boss is not angry if someone tries to cause trouble.
Fingering the mist, the mist dispersed and condensed again, forming another picture.
It was an endless sea surface. Looking up close, the sea water was dark and calm. After a few more glances, I always felt that there were huge waves brewing in the distance.
Fu Xiu, who was beside Lu Yun, was originally smiling, but soon he seemed to have noticed something and moved closer.
The boss's eyes paused on Fu Xiu for a moment, and then fiddled with her again.
Before anyone could guess where that place was, they saw another scene.
The red land is thousands of miles away, with not a single blade of grass growing. On top of the black soil, there stands a huge city, and the city is enveloped in a strong demonic aura.
Above the city, the devil's ghost face was roaring.
In the city, demon cultivators were everywhere. Those people's faces were pale and their eyes were as red as blood.
"Lightless City!"
Lu Yun heard Fu Xiu slowly spit out these words.
The voice was very soft, and Lu Yun's eyes fell on the picture. Some monks guessed the origin of the picture and fell silent.
Dongzhou and Nanyang returned to the orthodox sect, and the northern sky continued to fight. The central continent was a lawless land, and the remaining west coast belonged to the territory of the demon cultivators.
There is a wasteland on the west bank, and a city is built on the wasteland, which is the Lightless City.
The city lord is the ancestor of Corpse Mountain, one of the great demons, and those people in the white mist are actually the living corpses of the ancestor.
They retain human reason, but their bodies are out of control and can only act according to the orders of their ancestors.
Many years ago, before Zhi Shan became an ancestor, he was hunted down by his enemies. After being seriously injured, he was rescued by a small sect in Nanyang and brought back to the sect.
The sect does not know the identity of Corpse Mountain and is friendly to him.
At that time, the sect leader took a fancy to Corpse Shan's talent and wanted to recruit him as a disciple.
Corpse Mountain agreed, and he stayed in that sect for nearly three years, allowing everyone to accept him and put aside their grudges.
He became the most outstanding disciple in the eyes of the sect master.
It was this disciple who, taking advantage of the sect master's lack of guard against him, planted the living corpse poison in the other party's body.
On the day the Gu worm hatched, he controlled his nominal master and massacred the entire sect.
Repaying kindness with hatred is despised by the world.
Someone once asked Corpse Mountain why he did this in the first place, and his answer was simple.
"Did I let him save me?"
"I didn't let you."
"Then if he did something against me, he will certainly have to pay the price."
Such an arrogant and cruel reason shocked the world and made Zhishan the most wanted criminal in Nanyang.
At that time, several major sects jointly pursued him, but the mountain of corpses could always escape. In the process, many sect disciples were planted with living corpse Gu, which almost caused civil strife.
Corpse Mountain also fled to the west bank occupied by demonic cultivators and settled down there ever since.
Years later, he occupied a city on the west bank and became the ancestor of Corpse Mountain that everyone revered. He even made the Wuguang City where he was located one of the five sects of the Demonic Way.
Some people say that there are no living people in Wuguang City, and the living corpses of ancestors live there.
The rising of the sun and the setting of the moon have nothing to do with the Sunless City. The environment there is eroded by demonic energy and cannot be penetrated by sunlight and stars.
Darkness without daylight is called lightlessness.
This is not a secret, but for monks, few have actually seen the Lightless City.
But the importance of Wuguang City is self-evident, and the disciples of the sect must understand it.
With those few signs, many people could tell where this place was.
"Boss, what's in that box?"
Someone said coldly.
The picture condensed by the mist was too real, as if this person had seen it with his own eyes.
Those living corpses who were worse off than dead seemed to hear their words and stared at them through the distant space at this moment.
A pair of eyes met, making people feel chilled to the bottom of their hearts.
Over the city, those ghostly faces roared.
The evil wind blows in the face, and the murderous intention is loud.
"Haha, don't be nervous, this is just a mirage."
The boss laughed it off, as if saying they were making too much of a fuss.
Some people around had already taken out weapons.
You can make trouble no matter how much you want, but there is a bottom line, that is, if you see a demon cultivator, you will definitely kill it.
The massacre of that sect by Corpse Mountain was just a drop in the bucket in terms of the entire experience of the Corpse Mountain ancestor.
This shows how cruel those demons are.
Human life is like a piece of grass, no reason is needed, it will be destroyed at a thought. A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood is not an adjective, but a real history.
Seeing the hostility of those people, the boss looked calm. He opened the box and found a white jade-like snake sticking its head out.
"Mirage!"
After Fu Xiu spit out two words, he put away the talisman paper in his hand.
Fu Xiu, as his surname goes, was born in the Fu Xian sect, and his disciples were extremely skilled in the art of talismans.
Although the status of the Fu Xian Sect is not as high as that of the Hidden Sword Sect, it is still one of the best among the mid-stream.
Lu Yun's eyes flickered, pretending not to see it.
You must know that the night when she met the thief, the other party did not take out any talisman, but imitated her to use the sword.
Although she felt at that time that Fu Lu's sword had no sword core, it was like a young child playing with a broadsword. It looked majestic, but in fact it was without any rules.
"The mirage snake was born in the abyss. It exhales like mist and turns it into a mirage."
Under Fu Xiu's surprised gaze, Lu Yun whispered these words.
Mirage snakes are very rare among monsters, and are as precious as Teng Fenghu.
However, the reason why such snakes are rare is because they have no ability to protect themselves when they are young.
For example, the snake in front of me looks soft and soft, even delicate. Even if it is bitten, it will be fine because it is non-venomous.
A mirage snake below the Golden Core stage can be crushed to death by a child.
However, all monks are afraid of mirage snakes that are above the golden elixir level.
At that time, it puffed out clouds and mist, forming a mirage that was no longer like an apparition.
Just like the lightless city, the mirage can call out the living corpses to fight during the battle.
True is also false and false is also true.
Everyone can hear the power of falsehood as truth.
But what is even more shocking is the deep sea where the mirage is located.
The Abyssal Sea is independent and does not belong to any land. There are no waves near the sea. The closer you go to the center, the waves are so shocking that they can overturn tall buildings. The thunder is chaotic and destroys everything.
It is a living sea, and there are still some creatures living in the sea.
Some people say they are monsters in the sea, others say they are another race.
But there is no one on the living sea.
There was once a great power who forcibly crossed the abyssal sea. The thunder above the abyssal sea was like a catastrophe, and the great power returned in disgrace.
The Abyssal Sea is the sea of death belonging to the human race.
(End of chapter)
