In the calendar year 103 of the Gale Calendar, it was March 29th, late at night, and there were yellow beams.
The soil in Youhuang Mountains is black.
But this is not fertile black, but barren black.
Not very deep beneath the thin black ashes, which were like those left after being burned, were many hard rocks.
This is also the reason why this vast mountain range, which follows the Deer Ming Snow Country and slides down to the endless deep ocean at the southern end, has never been inhabited.
Only a thousand years ago, the demon clan was expelled from the human world and forced to go south, finally settling at the southern end of the mountain range. Only then did this mountain range, which spanned most of the human world, have some traces of human activities.
To this day, many demon clans will still climb up this mountain range with difficulty on certain days, and go up from the autumn water called the tail of the Styx, carrying a lot of human soil with them to pay homage to that year. Many monsters died in the mountains.
They call the section of the Yellow Mountains above the Autumn River their ancestral land.
Of course, more demon clans like to call Mojian Cliff the ancestral land of the demon clan.
Not only because the contemporary cliff master Qiu Shui is a demon from Qiu Shui of Southern Chu, but also because the first demon in the world appeared on Mojian Cliff. He was the former eighth disciple of Tsing Yi and was called the demon ancestor.
Although the two generations of great demon cliff masters in Mojian Cliff actually have nothing to do with the demon clan in the world.
The Demon Ancestor is a certain cliff master of Mojian Cliff who wields a sword and transforms into a demon.
In fact, strictly speaking, Qiu Shui can only be a half-demon, and may not even have the strong demonic power of Cong Ren, the human sword sect.
Because her birth came from a strange conjecture made by the Demon Ancestor.
This allowed the daughter of Hong Yi, the former cliff master of Mojian Cliff, to transform from a descendant of Bai Yi with a pure and upright roots to a great demon.
Of course, the big monster heading towards the top of the increasingly snow-covered mountains in that night had no intention of treating the Youhuang Mountains as its ancestral homeland.
He is not a demon who regards the Sword Cliff in the East China Sea as his ancestral land.
His ancestral land is Huangliang Yaofeng.
It's a small town in a certain green mountain.
There is an academy in the town called Xuanxuyuan.
That was the first Xuansha courtyard in the world.
That is his ancestral land.
So this big monster walking in the dark night, earth and white snow, is naturally the prime minister.
The contemporary president of Xuanxuyuan is a minister, a minister who drinks fine wine, and a minister in white clothes.
It's just a pity that Qingxiang in white doesn't seem to be used to describe him today.
Because the Prime Minister is a little embarrassed.
As the contemporary dean of Xuanshuyuan who is quite famous in the world, he looks a little embarrassed at this moment.
The white clothes were covered with spots of blood, like red plum blossoms in full bloom under heavy snow.
Qingxiang himself did not expect that after he left Nanyi City and crossed Daze to Huangliang that day, before he could find those who said they saw ghosts, he would be surrounded and killed by six spirit witches from all over Huangliang.
The most ironic thing is that five of the six spirit wizards were once disciples of Xuansheyuan.
After being hunted for a long time, the prime minister managed to escape, and he couldn't help but feel a little lucky.
Fortunately, although Xuanxuyuan teaches everyone and everything, after all, it is not as proficient as those wizards from Nanchu.
If here come six serious Southern Chu spirit witches who also practice ghost arts, they won't be able to escape even if the minister is given three lives.
Although the prime minister did not see the ghost.
But when he saw the six spiritual wizards, he knew that the mountain ghost that existed many years ago had indeed returned to the human world.
Otherwise, the whole Huangliang would not be so aggressive and want to ambush and kill him.
This is a very simple matter of belief.
Xuanxuyuan spreads over half of the human world, and that half of the human world is just yellow beams.
Xuanxuyuan, which has been developed for a thousand years, has long become Huangliang's two main pillars of belief, along with the disappearing Wuguishen Sect.
If the Wuguishen Sect wants to reappear in the world, it will naturally not allow a second faith to exist on this land.
As long as the prime minister dies, the entire Huangliang Xuanxuyuan will fall into their control.
But it is a pity that they still underestimated the strength of this great human demon who has lived for a thousand years and built the Huai'an Avenue.
The jade crown of the Prime Minister has been shattered, and even the Divine Sea is in chaos. The Dao Sea that was originally filled with Dao Yun is now filled with countless black undercurrents, trying to tear it apart. This vast divine sea is the power of witches and ghosts that have been invaded.
However, two of the six great spiritual wizards, headed by the only Nanchu Wuquling, were strangled to death by the Prime Minister.
Scholars are also beings with fluttering robes just like Taoists.
But the scholar's fist is not bad - not to mention a thousand-year-old demon full of demonic power.
It was a pity that the Prime Minister was panting and walking in the Yellow Mountains with his long hair hanging loose.
It’s a pity that there is no wine in the mountains.
Otherwise he can hit ten.
For a human demon who was diagnosed with alcoholic jaundice after being forced to complain by Chen Huaifeng, it is natural that there are two kinds of fighting power between drinking and not drinking.
The Prime Minister sighed as he walked deeper into the Youhuang Mountains.
If you say where is the most suitable place for Tibetans, then it is naturally the Youhuang Mountains. This world only knows that the River Styx flows, but has never seen what is to the extreme west. Even with the art of traveling, it is difficult to reach this mountain range. Find a person at an exact location inside.
As the Prime Minister walked among the mountains of black soil and white snow, he naturally didn't have to worry about being overtaken by the remaining four people.
Xuanxuyuan will not go too far with ghost arts.
So if they really want to catch up, only Qu Ling can catch up.
But for someone like Qing Xiang, even if the injury is serious, Qu Ling alone is not enough.
Qing Xiang walked for a while while clinging to the snow-covered rocks, covering his lips and coughing violently, and then sat down on the rock. His demonic power spread out, covering the nearby cliffs and jungles for ten miles, and then he closed his eyes and entered. In the divine sea.
For those who follow the path of Taoism, after entering Taoism and leaving Taoism, they will achieve Taoism. The six realms of Taoism and fruition will be passed one by one. When the Tao tree grows into a towering tree, the first Taoist will be The fruit began to fall into the Dao Sea and turned into a huge Dao Yuan. At this time, it entered the small Dao realm.
Wait until all the thousands of Tao fruits mature and fall.
It is the great road.
Some people have great roots in heaven and earth, so they have many Tao fruits. After entering the Tao, the Tao sea is naturally far better than others.
Some people do not have enough heaven and earth roots, so the number of Dao fruits is average, not even enough to fill the Dao Sea, and naturally they cannot enter the Dao.
The prime minister has the same roots in heaven and earth.
The heaven and earth roots of the natural demon clan are average.
The Great Dao is eternal, so naturally it is impossible to grant a lifespan that far exceeds that of the world, and it is also impossible to grant more blessings.
Therefore, the initial Dao sea of Qing Xiang is not that big when looking at the entire world of cultivation.
But if someone can live for a thousand years, his Daohai will eventually expand slowly.
It's just that the Dao Sea in front of the Prime Minister is filled with the power of countless witches and ghosts, starting from the edge of the Dao Sea and eroding towards the depths of the Dao Sea.
It looked very ugly, as if someone had taken some kind of thick black substance and poured it over a large area on the beach.
Qingxiang walked on the edge of the Daohai in Liaoguang, frowning as he walked all the way. The hanging jade that has been hanging around his waist all year round, and which the world often thinks is a decoration, is also floating around Qingxiang, exuding a gleaming light. The green light looks quite extraordinary.
The Prime Minister walked along the Dao Sea for a long time before he stopped at a place where the power of witches and ghosts was strongest. He looked up at the huge Dao tree in the center of the divine sea that had lost all its Dao fruits but was still lush and lush. ——There is the foundation of the entire Divine Sea.
Also known as the God of Grains.
If the god of grain is immortal, he will naturally not use it diligently.
But what if Ceres dies?
That is where the target of the power of witches and ghosts that invades the divine sea is.
Qu Ling is the identity of the Southern Chu Lingsha, which was discovered in a hurry by the Prime Minister during the fierce battle.
At that time, the six spiritual wizards came together and launched a brazen attack on the edge of the Youhuang Mountains.
The Prime Minister didn't care at first - probably because he had stayed in Nanyi City for a long time and had acquired the long-standing arrogance that Huaian had when facing Huangliang.
So at the beginning, the prime minister didn't notice that among the six spiritual witches, one's witchcraft technique was far more complicated and lengthy than the others.
So when Qu Ling's hands held a big river and dragged the entire world into a land of the underworld, the Prime Minister realized that this person was a Southern Chu spirit witch who specialized in ghost arts.
That is the secret art of ghost arts, the Kingdom of the Underworld.
The stronger the power of a witch and ghost, the greater the kingdom of the underworld it can summon.
Back then, Emperor Huai fought against the world on his own, and the Kingdom of Styx he summoned directly covered half of the world.
Although the Momentary Styx River in Quling is not as vast as Emperor Huai's, it is a ghost technique performed on the edge of the Youhuang Mountains. It is very close to the Styx River, but it also makes all the eyes look like ghosts and tricks.
It was at that time that the prime minister fell into the trap.
The mighty power of witches and ghosts in the Styx River that makes the world hang upside down directly bypasses all kinds of witchcraft and goes straight to Qingxiang's divine sea.
If you meet the Taoist nine-character mantra, you will naturally not be afraid of the Styx invading the divine sea.
It's a pity that you don't know how to do it.
Although the relationship between the prime minister and Cong Ren is good, Cong Ren's nine-character mantra is only half-baked, so he is naturally embarrassed to teach it to others.
Fortunately, the prime minister was also a major Taoist cultivator and had a strong Taoist spirit for thousands of years, so there was no drunken story about underestimating the enemy and dying in shame.
While protecting the Divine Sea, he crashed through the Styx River, then punched one at a time, turned around and turned into Daofeng and escaped into the depths of the Youhuang Mountains.
Until now.
At this moment, Qing Xiang looked at the messy sea of gods, and his expression was quite sad.
The power of witches and ghosts that have invaded the Dao Yuan of the Divine Sea is heading towards the foundation of the Dao tree.
If they were allowed to erode the foundations of the Dao trees rooted in the seabed like this, even if they survived by chance, they would be half disabled.
Naturally, the foundation of the avenue cannot be destroyed.
Qing Xiang's eyes suddenly became firm, and he sat down at the edge of the Dao Sea. The demon power and Dao Yuan surged around him, and there seemed to be some slight humming coming from the deepest part of the entire Divine Sea.
Then the long wind crossed the entire Divine Sea, and thousands of Dao Elements flew out of the Dao Sea, turned into Dao Fruit, and flew upside down to the Dao Tree.
Of course, there is nothing better than starting over in all kinds of pain.
The prime minister just wants to start over.
As those Dao Fruits reunited, the width of the entire Dao Sea shrank crazily.
However, the body of Qing Xiang's soul continued to rise, until the sea of dao turned into a puddle.
The prime minister's soul was now extremely illusory because it was too huge.
Then he stretched out a hand and held the Dao tree whose roots had been entangled with strands of black energy. Countless wounds opened on the soul, and a pair of wings appeared faintly behind him, but the entire soul was It was in an ethereal state, so it was naturally difficult to see the pair of wings clearly.
The Prime Minister at this time is no longer the Prime Minister of Taoism, but the Prime Minister of the great demon in the world.
Qing Xiang's soul cracked open, extremely ferocious, but he directly pulled out the Dao tree from the Dao sea.
There are thousands of thunders in the divine sea.
The Daoyuan that escaped from the regression of one's own realm turned into a heavy rain and violently washed away in the entire Divine Sea.
As the Dao tree was pulled out of the Dao Sea, the power of those extremely difficult witches and ghosts was finally exposed, turning into thousands of black swimming fish, wandering hastily towards the divine sea.
The prime minister held the tree that was the foundation of his own avenue, which looked a bit like someone from the Sword Sect holding a sword. His huge soul chased the swimming fish in the cold rain of the avenue, holding the tree like a sword, and slashed it down with a sword.
As a friend of Cong Ren for thousands of years, Qing naturally knows a little bit about the way of swordsmanship.
So in the sea of gods, Qing Xiang, who had a little understanding, carried the Tao tree and silently killed him all the way.
After an unknown amount of time, Qingxiang finally found the last swimming fish and smashed it down with the tree.
The swimming fish turned into the power of witches and ghosts, slowly dispersing.
The Prime Minister finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the gradually subsided rainstorm, he walked back to the slowly gathering puddle and threw the Tao tree into it casually.
When I was carrying the Dao tree just now, many Dao fruits were shaken down and landed in that corner of the divine sea.
Prime Minister Qing was too lazy to look for it anymore. He looked at the Tao tree inserted crookedly in the sea of Tao. Prime Minister Qing sighed and was about to sit down and rest for a while when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
Go back to where the last fish died.
Qing Xiang looked at the rather complicated witch marks on the ground, but his expression changed.
This witch mark has no lethality.
But it is the most mysterious existence among the arts of witches and ghosts.
The unique pattern of ghost magic.
The reason why the Prime Minister chose to go to the depths of the Youhuang Mountains was naturally because few people in the world set foot there.
Naturally, there is no place for the art of transcendence.
But obviously, now, the landing point is there.
The Prime Minister's consciousness returned to its original form.
In the dark night, among the white snow on the mountains, in the distance, a figure with his hands in his sleeves is slowly solidifying.
Southern Chu Lingsha.
Quling.
Qing Xiang looked at the old man walking towards him slowly with his sleeves rolled up, sighed and said, "I can finally understand what Tomorrow Xin did back then when he killed all the wizards in Huangliang so that they didn't dare to take the lead."
"Why?"
Qu Ling asked curiously.
"Because you guys are really annoying."
The Prime Minister's words slowly fell into the black earth.
At the same time, the prime minister's fist also hit the Nanchu spirit wizard.
Although the realm of Qingxiang has fallen to the realm of minor ways and requires a long period of recuperation before he can return to the realm of great ways, the prime minister is naturally more than just cultivating the great ways.
The fist of the thousand-year-old demon in the human world is of course extremely powerful.
It’s also very graphic.
Therefore, Qu Ling, who was wearing a witch robe with complicated patterns, looked at the scholar in white with his sleeves flying, and the green-veined arm with strong mechanical beauty, without any carelessness.
The body shape became blurred, and a falling point was printed on the snow-white mountain cliff, and then Qu Ling's figure slowly fell down.
The prime minister punched the air.
But the Prime Minister was not surprised.
It's not surprising that Qu Ling chose to stay away from him.
What's unexpected?
After the Prime Minister withdrew his fist, another witch mark landed where Qu Ling originally stood.
The second Southern Chu Spirit Witch.
Chen slave.
Chen Nu, who was originally supposed to be at Yunmeng Daze, chose to come to the Youhuang Mountains at some unknown time.
Qing Xiang smiled softly and looked at the two Southern Chu spirit shamans, one above the other.
"It turns out there's more than one."
Chennu said calmly: "If the landing point is established, then naturally there will be more than one, there may be three, or there may be four."
"How about five?"
"There are no more five." Chennu's words were very sincere. "Including us, only four Southern Chu spirit wizards have come out. Some people have been kneeling in front of Huaian for a long time and cannot stand up. We can understand .”
"The accounts will be settled in the future." It was Qu Ling who said this.
"No, there is no need to settle accounts in the future." Chennu said calmly, "In the final analysis, they just knelt down, but they are still our comrades. As long as they see hope, they will naturally follow us."
The Prime Minister was dressed in blood plum white and stood on the black earth cliff. He said softly: "Let me guess what you said next - they are different. They are still colleagues, but I, the Prime Minister, are not."
"Yes." Chennu nodded. "You are a traitor born in the land of ancient Chu."
The prime minister nodded and said, "That makes sense, so are your witchcraft ready?"
Chennu was silent for a while and said: "It's really not even close."
A little difference is naturally a lot worse.
This is the reason why Nanchu Wu is still ignored by the world despite its strong strength.
Many years ago, when the Tao was first born, it was also necessary to recite a long Tao formula.
But over time, they found faster ways.
That is to communicate with the divine sea, leave the seeds of Taoism, and only use the key words to induce them.
It's like going through life and death, like being in a small country with few people.
no way.
Many years ago, when Hangu Guan was the best in the world, fighting was like this in the world. However, with the rise of Mojianya, the cultivation of sword intention became popular.
While you were still chanting the Taoist formula, someone else's sword had already reached your face.
How can that be done?
So my lord, times have changed.
The grumbling Nanchu shaman who came out of the era of gods of etiquette was punched in the cheek by Qing Xiang.
Although the old man Chennu is old and frail, the surging power of witches and ghosts flowing in the witch river in his body will not make him have his head knocked off with a punch like the spirit witch who walked out of the Prime Minister's courtyard - -The prime minister was not the prime minister at that time.
It's just a bit embarrassing after all.
I thought I was wasting my time, but it turned out that people had noticed it early and even gave me a tooth replacement package.
Chen Nu rolled to the side and finally stretched out his hands from the witch robe.
In ancient times, the world suffered from hunger and cold.
So he began to worship the gods.
Ask for protection and seek blessings.
The first thing to seek is naturally fire.
But what Chen Nu holds in his hands is not fire.
But snow.
Begging for fire.
What we have is naturally the snow of hunger and cold.
Witchcraft·Cangxue.
Under the dim yellow mountains at night, there was suddenly heavy snowfall.
There was murderous intent everywhere in the wind and snow.
The prime minister looked up at the heavy snow, and then at the crooked ridge on another cliff.
What is he holding in his hand?
It was twilight.
In the dusk, there used to be the sorrow of ancient ancestors lying on the ground begging.
The past has been preserved one by one in the witchcraft of these ritual gods.
The prime minister seemed to understand why Kamikawa chose to let everything go its own way.
But the dusk was pale and snowy, and there was no time for the prime minister to sigh.
