Huqi Mountains, Wangyue Cliff.
As the first ray of sunlight rises in the morning, a white-faced scholar sits on the edge of the cliff. His figure trembles slightly in the breeze, like a faded ink painting.
The vicissitudes of the Ghost King's face was filled with deep regret, and his eyes fell into the void deep in the canyon, as if entangled by endless memories.
Two thousand years ago, a monastic force composed of many sects appeared in the wilderness of the northwest. These forces were collectively called the Holy Cult. The Holy Cult takes the Heavenly Evil King and the Netherworld Madonna as its own beliefs, and their base camp is the famous Wilderness Temple.
For thousands of years, these sects have not only stirred up troubles in the world, but also fought and annexed each other. Slowly, the Holy Cult formed four major factions, mainly the Changsheng Hall, the Wandu Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and the Blood Refining Hall.
Of course, in addition to the four major factions, there are also some small sects of the Demon Sect, such as the Ghost King Sect.
Eight hundred years ago, the old man with a black heart, the leader of the Blood Refining Hall, obtained the first volume of the Heavenly Book by chance. With the help of this book, the black-hearted old man greatly improved his strength, and the Blood Refining Hall quickly rose to prominence. With the support of Mrs. Jin Ling of the Acacia sect, he unified the entire holy religion.
At that time, the disciples of the Demon Sect were so glorious, proud and arrogant.
Even if they were walking on the road, spitting or swearing in front of Zhengdao, the most they would dare to do was reprimand them loudly, but they would not dare to take action at all.
Cool!
After that, the ambitious and black-hearted old man began to march into the Central Plains and collided with the righteous sects in the Central Plains area.
At that time, Qingyun Sect, under the leadership of Patriarch Qingye, and then through generations of masters, became the leader of many sects of the righteous path.
A tragic war between good and evil broke out. The demon sect, who did not know the power of the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Killing Formation, suffered heavy losses under the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and lost all their elites.
After the so-called fair battle between the seriously injured old man with a black heart and the master with a nine-day magic weapon, Tianya, he hid somewhere and was never born again. Mrs. Jin Ling also left with her, leaving no trace at all.
After the death of the black-hearted old man, the Blood Refining Hall declined, and the Demon Sect also quickly split. The Hehuan Sect, Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and Changsheng Hall are still the largest forces in the Demon Sect.
But the rise of demons and demons has become a general trend in the world.
Even later, Wan Jianyi, the leader of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, only took four young disciples of Qingyun Sect. The five young people directly divided into five groups and entered the temple.
With a sword in his hand, and his clothes as white as snow, they are fighting vertically and horizontally, the momentum is unstoppable, and the heroes are at a loss!
Until the end, Wan Jianyi rushed to the main hall dedicated to Our Lady of Youming and King Tiansha Ming, and carved three words of his name "Wan Jianyi" on the white wall between the statues of the two saints. Big words!
After leaving the message, he ignored the fright and anger of all the remaining disciples in the holy sect and rushed out again with one sword and one person.
After this battle, the demon sect's disciples' morale was almost wiped out, so much so that they are now like a lost dog, with everyone shouting for beatings. Sometimes the Ghost King even feels that he is not as good as those stray dogs. At least those stray dogs dare to appear openly on the street, wagging their tails and begging for mercy.
Later, by chance, he obtained an ancient treasure: the Fulong Cauldron, and obtained the legendary general outline of world practice: "Book of Heaven Volume Two", and then met a mysterious man: Mr. Ghost.
With the help of Mr. Ghost, the Ghost King Sect successfully deciphered the ancient divine inscriptions on the Fulong Cauldron.
From that moment on, the Ghost King suddenly felt as if he was alive. Hope, this is the most precious thing in the world.
A few years later, the new head of the Qingyun Sect succeeded to the throne, and it turned out to be a little-known disciple: Daoxuan, not the famous Wan Jianyi. There was not even any news about this young hero.
Only then did the Ghost King completely relax, quietly accumulate strength, and investigate the traces, locations, and habits of those eternal ferocious beasts. While walking outside, he even gave himself a new name: Ten Thousand People Go!
Everything in the past is fleeting and will disappear with the wind, and he, the Ghost King, will lead the Ghost King Sect to have a bright and supreme future.
One day, he, the Ghost King, will also be like
That Ten Thousand Swords are like one, and become the leader of the Holy Religion, with glory. After that, one person and one cauldron set foot on Qingyun Mountain, even though tens of thousands of people came there, it became the new faith of all the disciples of the Holy Religion!
The sun was rising, and the white-faced scholar was still sitting there, like a stone sculpture. The passage of time seemed meaningless to him. His eyes were hollow and deep, as if he was reflecting on every mistake, every misstep, and every regret in the past.
His heart was overwhelmed by the ocean of regret, and the painful memories stabbed his soul like a knife.
He had already made complete preparations. Even if he could not surrender to Lele, the Ghost King was ready to say something, and even asked Suzaku and Yao'er to be on standby at any time.
According to calculations, it would be easy for him and the four guardians of the Ghost King Sect to roam the world. Unless he faced the unrivaled Immortal Killing Sword Formation, he would be able to retreat calmly no matter who he faced.
Even if the yet-to-be-formed Four Spirit Blood Formation cannot subdue this alien beast, with their strength, they cannot defeat it and still cannot escape?
But the Ghost King never expected that the cat's strength would be so exaggerated. He even thought of the cat's expression at this moment and felt that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg hidden in the boundless seabed.
The Fulong Cauldron, an ancient artifact, was just chewed up and eaten by two random people?
What kind of monster is this!
What kind of lard had deceived me? Why would I want to deal with him? Brainless?
Regret, regret, regret so much!
If he hadn't dealt with the strange beast, with his friendship with his wife and daughter, coupled with his invincible strength, it wouldn't be easy to capture the beast, refine the Four Spirits Blood Formation, or even deal with the Immortal Killing Sword Formation in the future?
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He ruined his future with his own hands!
woo woo woo woo!
In the afternoon, the sunlight became softer, and the Ghost King's face became paler.
His body swayed in the breeze like a leaf about to wither. His eyes were still in the void, but they were no longer alive, only filled with deep self-blame and regret.
As night falls, the moon rises, and a disc spreads the clear light, replacing the sunlight and once again bringing the only light in the darkness to the people.
Looking up at the moon, the Ghost King seemed to have thought of something, and his originally empty eyes became brighter and brighter.
It is known that the Fulong Cauldron + the four ferocious beasts + the four spirit blood formations = the power of Shura = invincibility. However, the power of Fulong Cauldron + Four Spirits Blood Formation + Shura was far less than that of Le Ye, and it was even eaten casually by Le Ye.
Doesn't that mean that as long as Le Ye helps, the Ghost King Sect can easily become the only holy religion again, and even the most powerful in the world?
Yes, he offended the strange beast this time, but doesn't he still have a daughter? As long as he teaches Yao'er well, let her inherit his dreams and hopes, and wait for the day when Yao'er becomes the Supreme.
Aren’t you the supreme biological father? At that time, those so-called righteous Buddhas and immortals who are hypocritical and hypocritical, who will dare to take action against him again!
snort!
Sure enough, there is no perfect path, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. Doesn't this mean there is a new way out?
I am still smart!
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Early the next morning.
The Ghost King was a little depressed, so he took Xiao Chi to visit his daughter in her courtyard.
After all, this is his daughter's house. As a father, he has little hope of teaching by words and deeds, so it would be best to let Xiao Chi take action. And judging from Le Ye’s intentions, he doesn’t have any objection to the little idiot.
In order to persuade his wife, the ghost king spent the whole night last night, trying his best to persuade her, and finally persuaded his wife and promised to give Yaoer a good holy education, so as not to let her go astray.
In fact, if you think about it, with the character of those righteous people, since Yao'er is already the daughter of the Ghost King Sect, no matter whether she has done anything evil or not, no matter what the reason is, as long as Yao'er's identity is exposed, those righteous people will definitely not let her go.
In this case, why not teach Yaoer to become a little witch from the beginning. Although life may be full of blood in the future, at least when she becomes stronger, she can choose the life she wants.
Stability and a good life, given by others, will one day be taken away by others. Only what you can get by your own strength can be defended by your own strength.
In this world, don't rely too much on others, because even your shadow will leave you in the dark.
Shanhai Xiaoyuan.
Beside an open stream, a tall willow tree swayed its branches. Under the tree sat a little girl wearing a green dress. It was Baguio.
Baguio is only six years old now, and her eyes are as clear and bright as clear spring water in the mountains. She held a worn book in her hand, its cover faded, but her eyes were full of concentration and interest.
The gurgling water of the creek shone with the brilliance of the morning light, as if it was whispering something.
From time to time, a bird will stay on the branch and sing happily. Then the little yellow cat lying on Baguio's head will jump up and slap it aside, then fly away with curses.
"Yao'er, are you reading?" Xiao Chi quietly stood in front of his daughter and said with a smile.
Under the morning light, the little idiot, as white as jade, has a maternal beauty like holy light, gentle and peaceful, and a broad mind.
The little yellow cat was startled, even a little panicked, and then quickly shook his head.
Human beings are indeed cunning, and they actually know how to use such cruel methods to attract his pure and kind kittens. But he is not a vegetarian. Such a small method can only make him stare for a short time at most, wasting a little bit of his life, which is only half a quarter of an hour.
Compared to his long, almost infinite lifespan, this isn't a big problem.
"Ah, mother, your seclusion is over and you are in good health!" Baguio looked up and saw that her mother had recovered. She was very happy and excited. She threw herself on Xiao Chi's lap and hugged her tightly, not letting go.
Children's love is always so simple, intense and passionate.
As the master, the little yellow cat naturally did not fall behind others and pounced on him as well. Don't tell me, the older generation is honest and don't bully me, this fox clan is really awesome.
The corner of the Ghost King's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look to the side, admiring the beautiful scenery of heaven and earth.
The willow trees are really green this year.
Gently rubbing her daughter's hair, Xiao Chi looked at her daughter and the little yellow cat with a smile on her face, not paying attention to those small actions.
In the cave, the two people and the cat have been together for a long time, and they have never seen anything. Moreover, as a practitioner who has understood the nature of heaven and earth, he has already understood that the physical body is just a shell.
What made her curious was that Lele was so old and had the mentality of a child, but such a strange beast had a cultivation level that could reach the heavens and the earth. It really shocked her and she could only sigh at the mystery of the natural creation of the world.
"Mom, Yao'er is so amazing. Today Le Ye taught me how to read and practice kung fu!" Yao'er said excitedly.
When she raised her head, the little girl's big eyes blinked, with an expression on her face that she was about to praise me.
"It's true, Yao'er is so amazing. Then tell your mother what book you read today?" Xiao Chi squatted down, held his daughter's delicate little face and praised her.
"Hehe~" Baguio narrowed his eyes happily, curved them into a crescent moon, and then took out the book in his hand to show off: "Here, this is it!"
Miraculous things have their own miraculousness.
The Ghost King and Xiao Chi were a little excited and took a closer look.
"Postpartum Care of Sows"
Two people:......
There was even a trace of despair in the Ghost King's eyes at this moment.
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First: Le Ye’s strength is amazing, so he cannot change his opinion at all; second: Le Ye loves to eat, and his actions are not without purpose, so there is a high probability that his precious daughter will raise pigs in the future;
Third: In the future, I will meet with those big bosses of the Holy Religion. Their sons and daughters are all young heroes, leaders of the Holy Religion, killing people like crazy, running rampant in the territory of the righteous way, beheading from east to west without blinking an eye. one time.
Then those religious leaders and protectors asked what their daughter did, and why she didn't come to restore the glory of the Holy Religion?
Pig farmer!
Tired, destroy it!
The Ghost King shook his head and left slowly, step by step, with heavy steps.
Thinking on the bright side in everything, with Mr. Le's care, at least there will be no danger for my daughter to raise pigs in the future, and she will be able to eat pork more often in the future. It's good to think about it... what the hell!
I'm afraid his old face will be completely disgraced in the future!
Woohoo!
What evil has he done!
Xiao Chi frowned, but asked patiently: "Yao'er, you are from a daughter's family, why do you want to read this book?"
Baguio tilted her head, cute and cute, and explained: "Lele said that our cultivation techniques are too unreliable, and the various magical instruments can easily require the blood sacrifice of thousands of people.
But how long does it take for a person to grow up, and how much food does it take? Anyway, what we want is the power of blood and soul. Why can't we grow a three hundred kilogram pig in just one year?
One head can hold up three people, and each soul is pure and has no resentment. There is no need to worry about the backlash of the magic weapon, and there is no cause and effect as mentioned in the righteous way, and there is no fear of reducing merit.
The most important thing is that if you kill a pig, those righteous ways have no reason to subjugate demons. "
The Ghost King left slowly, his footsteps extremely heavy, and then he fell into deep thought.
This does seem to make sense, and if this idea is promoted, those evil ways will definitely gather here. In any case, this blood sacrifice of killing the same kind is indeed a cruel thing, but killing pigs is different.
The point is, if everyone raises pigs, wouldn’t it mean that no one can laugh at anyone?
happy!
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