In the vast sky, night covers the sky, and a bright moon is exceptionally bright.
On the top of Songyue Mountain, pine trees stand tall, and two people sit cross-legged on a piece of bluestone.
A child asked in a childish voice: "Excuse me, grandpa, we Murong are a demon-conquering family, so who is the strongest demon in the world?"
The old man twisted his beard and replied: "It is said that the Tianchi at the top of Kunlun is the place where the Queen Mother of the West bathes. It is filled with immortal energy and spreads between heaven and earth. The water from Tianchi leaks down, forming a curved stream called 'Jade Water'. There lives a kind of A rare bird, called the 'Jade Water Jackdaw', is white in color and extremely spiritual. They are among the clear spirits of the fairy world and can easily become demons."
"White crow? That must be beautiful?"
"One of them, a jackdaw, accidentally broke his wings and could not fly in the sky like his companions. Others laughed at him and disliked him, but he never gave up. After hundreds of years of hard training, he finally became a giant monster, known as the 'Bu Huang'! "
"Bu Huang?" The child repeated the unfamiliar title, yearning for it, "He has been practicing for thousands of years, he must be very powerful, right?"
"It is said that he is the number one demon in the demon world who is closest to God in cultivation. He is known as the 'demon close to God'!"
"Ah? Aren't we unable to defeat such a powerful monster?"
The old man smiled and said: "Conquering demons is not simply about killing, it is about maintaining the balance of good and evil forces. What's more, 'Buhuang' is not a demon that causes evil, and he can still keep the bottom line in his work. Therefore, for hundreds of years, humans and demons have It’s quite safe!”
"But we can't act based on a demon's face. I must surpass him and defeat him..."
The old man looked up to the sky and smiled, "You are indeed a good son of our Murong family. You are ambitious. In the future, the important task of conquering demons and protecting the Tao will fall on your shoulders..."
Several years later, the sky was filled with haze, there was no wind and no moon, the shadows of the trees did not move, and Songyue Mountain was as quiet as ever. But the deep house compound on the mountainside is brightly lit.
In the main hall, everyone stood nervously and silently, looking at the middle-aged head of the family sitting in the middle from time to time. He glanced at everyone's faces and said, "Don't panic, everyone. It's a normal thing for a woman to give birth, so there's no need to make a fuss about it!"
Nuonuo, a middle-aged man next to him, said: "But Master, half a year ago the young master and his wife participated in the battle of 'Tianjian Peak', gathering the four major families and decent elites, but they lost their troops and returned. Everyone said that the young lady was invaded by evil spirits. This This birth may not be auspicious!"
"What you hear is unbelievable!" the head of the family scolded: "I, Murong, the Nangong, Shangguan, and Linghu families are the mainstays of the righteous path. How can we be invaded by evil spirits? What nonsense!"
The man wanted to speak again, but the head of the family waved his hand to stop him, "The battle at Tianjian Peak is my shame, Murong. Don't mention it again, otherwise the family will deal with it!"
When everyone saw that the master of the house was angry, they all bowed their heads and remained silent.
At this moment, several babies cried from the inner hall, which was quite loud in the quiet night. Everyone's expressions became tense again. Even the calm head of the family leaned away from his seat and looked towards the inner hall.
Not long after, a young man walked out quickly, followed by two maids. Everyone looked past the young man and landed on the baby in the maid's arms.
"Father, with the blessings of our ancestors, my wife gave birth to a son and a son..."
Before he could finish speaking, the head of the family had already rushed over and carefully picked up a baby, whose face was as pink as a flower and could break when blown. The owner of the family was extremely affectionate. He held the baby's forearm, which was as white as a lotus root, and said with emotion: "Such a wonderful bone is rare to see in a thousand years. It will become a pillar of righteousness in the future. I am grateful to God for this gift!"
He caressed it for a long time and cried with joy, "Just call him Murong Qingtian!" Then he handed it back to the maid and took the other baby, his expression also full of love and affection.
"It is my great fortune to give birth to two dragons at once!" The head of the family caressed the baby's face with his fingers. Just as he touched it, he felt like he was being bitten by a snake. He let go and threw the baby away. Fortunately, the young man's quick hands and eyes caught the baby.
The head of the house stumbled back and fell into his chair. The young man hurried forward and asked with concern: "Father, what's wrong with you?"
"Yueer, I feel a force that penetrates deep into my soul. There is something wrong with this child!"
Murong Yue shook his head repeatedly, "Father must have made a mistake. Please take a closer look." He held the baby in front of him again. The head of the family was frightened, and after a moment's hesitation, he put his hand on the baby's forearm.
Everyone looked nervous and held their breath. Fortunately, the head of the house had no abnormal expression this time. For a moment, he signaled to take the baby away, and then waved everyone away, leaving only him and Murong Yue in the hall.
Before he spoke, the head of the family spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Murong Yue was so frightened that his soul came out of his body.
"I just used the soul-melting technique to explore the baby. The soul in his body is extremely weird and extremely dangerous. He will become a monster and a demon in the future, causing harm to the world."
"But, what should I do?" Murong Yue panicked.
"He is of the same blood as my Murong family. I can't bear to kill him. You abandon him in the wilderness for a hundred miles and never enter my house!"
While they were talking, the sound of crying suddenly came from the inner hall, and a maid rushed to report, "The young lady was very peaceful after giving birth, but just now she suddenly fell into a coma and has no breath!"
Murong Yue was heartbroken with pain, shaking and about to fall.
The head of the family vomited out another mouthful of blood and sighed: "The bad omens are coming, I am afraid that the end is coming!"
One month later, Murong had another bereavement: the head of the family died of illness, and Murong Yue took his place...
Flowers bloomed and fell, the sun and the moon flew by, and more than ten years passed in a flash.
At the foot of the mountain more than ten miles away from Murong Villa, the hillside is covered with green grass. There is a village called Xiaofengzhuang next to it. The villagers' thatched houses are sparse and scattered.
On the side near the pine forest, there are several thatched houses, which are quite dilapidated, and a boy of more than ten years old lives in them. It is said that this young man seemed to have fallen from the sky. He was adopted by this old woman more than ten years ago and came here to make a living by shepherding sheep and settle down.
The old woman was extremely withdrawn and never interacted with her neighbors. Time passes, and the young man can only grow up with the sheep. Last year, the old woman died of illness, leaving the young man alone. The neighbors felt pity for her and gave her food and clothing, so that she could barely make a living.
People in the village only knew the woman's husband's surname and the boy's name, He'an, so they called him Xiao'an.
At the transition of spring and summer, the vegetation is lush and the sheep are having fun. Xiaoan is leaning against a giant tree, looking up at the house on the mountainside, with red walls and blue tiles, majestic.
He once asked grandma who lived there? Grandma said that the people there can do magic and fly with swords, just like gods. That mysterious house touched his heart countless times, making the young man yearn for it and have wild imaginations.
In the past few days, there had been some happy events in the house. Colorful flags were fluttering and the sound of drums could be heard faintly, which made Xiao'an even more imaginative.
At this time, there were several barks, which brought his thoughts back to reality. Then, a black and white puppy fell into his arms. This was originally a stray dog, but now it has become his only playmate.
"Little Black Dot, there is no food today, we can only starve together!" He stroked the puppy's mane and felt a touch of warmth.
A dark cloud passed by and the forest was dark. There was a strange wind blowing. First, the little black dots were alert and screamed in fear. Then, with a loud roar, a huge creature pounced towards him...
