When Xiao Yifeng came back to his senses, he found himself sitting in front of the kitchen stove, and at this time, bursts of aroma came from the pot.
He shook his head. Why did he seem to have forgotten something? He looked down at himself.
He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and his long black hair was casually tied up with a cloth belt. At first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary farmer.
He was lighting a fire with an Immortal Sword in his hand. The Immortal Sword that should have been famous all over the world was blackened by the smoke and could not be seen as it was.
"Hiss...hiss..."
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the pile of wood on the side. A small snow-white snake was coiled in the wood. It was spitting out scarlet snakeheads and slowly swam toward Xiao Yifeng.
I saw the snow-white little snake, with crystal-clear scales all over its body, and two small raised horns on its head, which looked like dragon horns.
It was Xiao Yifeng's pet - Xuanshuang Ice Python Xiaobing, a hole-in-the-wall Dzogchen monster, a terrifying monster that was only one step away from turning into a real dragon.
Xiao Yifeng took his time and stretched out his hand. Xiaobing followed his hand and slowly climbed into his sleeve. After a while, he crawled out from his collar and wrapped it around his shoulder.
Xiao Yifeng smiled. Ever since the earth-shattering battle between good and evil, he faked his own death and escaped. He has lived in seclusion here for many years and has not been interested in world affairs.
He put down everything in the Star Temple. No matter what fame, wealth or power, beauties can abandon it like nothing.
He was the only one who couldn't let go of Xiaobing, his companion who had been with him through life and death, so he took her with him to live in seclusion here.
He lived in seclusion on a hill outside Wentian Sect, and set up a large formation to block mortals here, making the place shrouded in fog all year round.
Residents from villages near and far will keep walking in circles when entering this mountain, and finally come out from the foot of another mountain. Naturally, they mistakenly think they are encountering ghosts.
Over time, no villagers dared to come and disturb them anymore. Even the villages at the foot of the mountain were moved away, and no one dared to move here.
The past few years had been uneventful, but Xiao Yifeng felt quite good. He threw the wood into the stove, held the once-famous Immortal-Slaying Demon Sword, and burned it in front of an ordinary fire stick.
Since he practiced the Buddhist secret method, the Immortal Sutra, the evil spirit of this sword can no longer corrode him. In addition, the spirit of this sword has fallen and its spirituality is no longer there.
Thinking of the death of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Spirit, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He was afraid that he would never see that proud woman like the Queen again.
Nowadays, life is peaceful. He uses the Nine Volumes of Wentian technique to drive away the evil spirits every day. In addition, he no longer uses this sword to fight with others. The original evil spirits in his body have also been cleared. Over time, this magic sword has really become a fire stick. .
He threw the last piece of wood in and let the remaining heat simmer out the bone soup in the pot. He stood up and walked out the door.
This is a rather large wooden house, with a chimney standing crookedly on top of the house, and light smoke is still drifting outward.
Outside the house, there are two piles of firewood, and under the eaves, a row of bamboo wind chimes are hung, making a crisp sound in the gentle breeze. Xiao Yifeng turned around and looked at the wind chime in trance.
After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at Wentian Sect in the distance with a smile on his face. Today was the day when his wife Liu Hanyan came back, which was why he lived in seclusion here.
If outsiders were to know that not only was the devil alive, but he was also married to Liu Hanyan, the Guanghan Fairy who was famous in the righteous path, their jaws would probably drop.
In just half a year, Liu Hanyan will hand over the affairs of Feixue Palace to others and truly retire from herself. The two of them will live together and no longer be concerned with the mundane affairs of the world.
Xiao Yifeng, who was lost in thought, suddenly frowned and turned back to look in the direction of Wentian City. A stream of rich blood energy rushed toward him at an extremely fast speed and arrived in an instant.
This blood energy actually broke through his mountain guarding restrictions and broke into the mountain. He circled around the mountain outside and a powerful spiritual consciousness swept across the entire mountain and rushed towards his broken wooden house.
The thick blood mist stopped in mid-air, and the figures in the blood mist were blurred. It was unclear whether they were humans or monsters, and the pungent smell of blood hit their faces.
Xiao Yifeng knew that the person who came was not good, so he was secretly on guard, and asked in a cold voice: "Where is this monster, hiding its head and showing its tail?"
"The Blood Sword Demon Lord is so elegant. The dignified deputy master of the Star Temple actually lives in seclusion next to the Wentian Sect. He is also married to the world-famous Fairy Guanghan. If word spreads, it will probably shock both the good and the evil."
"It's just that the Demon Lord is pregnant with Nephrite now. I wonder if he still remembers the countless innocent souls who died for you in the Star Temple? Do you still remember the old people in the Star Temple?"
I heard a hoarse voice coming from the thick blood mist, and I couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Xiao Yifeng felt a sense of dissonance, this scene was so familiar. But there was no time to think deeply.
The other party revealed his identity and the fact that he married Liu Hanyan. Xiao Yifeng's heart sank slightly, and his murderous intention gradually emerged, and he said in a cold voice:
"I am no longer a member of the Demon Cult. I don't know how you learned about my whereabouts. What do you do with me? If you can't give me a reason, just stay here!"
The figure in the blood mist smiled strangely and said: "As expected of the majestic Blood Sword Demon Lord, a perfect master of Mahayana, he is really confident. You want to keep me here? Then we have to see if you have this ability."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood mist rushed toward Xiao Yifeng. Xiao Yifeng had already prepared. With a move of his right hand, the Immortal Killing Sword fell into his hand with a flash of blood, but suddenly the blood mist exploded in front of him, and the entire mountain peak was suddenly covered with thick blood. Shrouded in blood mist.
The black shadow actually disappeared. With Xiao Yifeng's eyesight, he could only see a few meters in front of him. The blood mist also had the effect of isolating his spiritual consciousness, preventing it from being released. Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but feel horrified.
Xiao Bing's pale golden snake eyes glowed with golden light, and he carefully looked around on Xiao Yifeng's shoulders. The pattern on his forehead suddenly flashed with golden light, and the snake's head suddenly turned around, opening its mouth in one direction and roaring.
The dense fog was dispersed by the huge sound wave. Xiao Yifeng was shocked and flew up. He saw the blood mist in front of him opening and closing, and suddenly there was a strange laugh from the front: "Haha..."
Before the laughter ended, a sharp bloody light suddenly came from the side, stabbing his chest like a meteor, and the terrifying blood light instantly illuminated him blood red.
Xiao Yifeng was shocked. This man's strength was probably not inferior to his own. His sword energy and killing intent were astonishing.
The two fought several times through the blood mist. The opponent would disappear as soon as he missed a hit, appearing and disappearing. This person was vicious and wanted to take Xiao Yifeng's life.
I don’t know what the composition of this blood mist is, but it can block spiritual consciousness. Xiao Yifeng can only rely on intuition to fight with the opponent. Although Xiaobing can find the opponent, the opponent is too fast, and Xiao Yifeng can only parry for a while. .
