The universe is vast and boundless, with countless suns, moons and stars. All the known and unknown may originate from the mysterious and unpredictable void. However, the universe itself is not a single entity. Similar species like it may be as difficult to detect clearly as the dust on the ground or the clouds in the sky. In a certain time and space, there is a universe called "East Central".
Just like flowers blooming and falling, the universe also has its own laws of growth, withering, and cycles. In the Dongyang Universe, each era changes to 1.8 million years. Since its birth, it has gone through twenty-two epochs. And divided into six realms: underworld, ghost, human, immortal, Hongmeng and Taoli.
Things are ups and downs, with prosperity and decline alternately. The Six Realms also suffer from irreversible aging. Every 140,000 years, it will experience a devastating disaster. After this disaster, it will usher in new life. Otherwise, it will be like a dead creature that can only enter the cycle of death.
In order to solve the upcoming crisis in the six realms, the Taoist ancestors of the Hongmeng Realm gathered their collective strength to create the "Saint Ming Yang Hui Qian" that can turn the world around. Not thinking about that ball of air, he mistakenly broke into the human world and started his own life journey.
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The human world celebrates one hundred and thirty-nine thousand eight hundred and twenty-one years.
In the far east of the human world, there is an auspicious and fertile continent called "Shengu Xianzhou".
It is ninety million miles long and occupies half of the human world. It has a long network of rivers, ancient wilderness, mysterious mountains with fairies, deep caves hiding ghosts, scorching deserts, dense lost forests, ice fields with thousands of years of winter...
In the extreme southeast of Xianzhou, there is a towering mountain, Qishan, which leads directly to Yunting. The oldest Taoist sect in the human world, "Tiandao Sect", is located in this mountain.
On Qishan Mountain, there are thousands of years old trees that tower into the clouds, and magical grass and magical fruits with strong spiritual energy. There are clumps of flowers all over the place, and waterfalls falling from the sky. It is common to see the nine-color phoenix soaring around the towering sacred tree, its wings painting the sky with glow. The sea of flowers scatters pollen, forming rivers of colorful fragrance. The peaceful and docile rare spiritual beasts roll around their furry bodies carelessly by the spring, in the forest, and on the rocks, yawning constantly. The elegant place under the green shade of bamboo forest, the quiet place with colorful flowers and trees, hides many caves with good feng shui, all of which are inhabited by monks who are like immortals and saints.
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Spring in April is the warmest and softest time in the world.
The sun is rising, and you need to raise your eyes to see the right moment.
On a steep cliff in the southernmost part of Qishan Mountain, the mirror cut out by a knife is connected to the top of the rolling clouds in the sky, and the bottom is connected to the deep valley where the haze is billowing on the ground. The wind blew by, and the Jedi seemed to be split in half, but I saw a little Taoist priest in blue on the top of the mountain, calmly floating down like a whirling leaf.
Looking at him in his youth of eighteen or nineteen, he has a slim body and a handsome and fair face. Wearing a blue Taoist robe inlaid with gold, black cloth boots, a sapphire belt, and a green bamboo hairpin, he was dressed like an ordinary wealthy Taoist priest. In this era of rich spiritual energy and cultivators everywhere, he seems to be just one of the ordinary beings.
The little Taoist priest carries a green bamboo basket on his back, floating back and forth between the mountain walls, busy picking medicinal materials. With a slight sweat on his forehead, he stood on the cliff to rest. When I turned around, I was mesmerized by the majestic scenery.
The clouds on the horizon are like layers of golden waterfalls, covering the entire mountain forest. Colorful birds chase each other playfully, dancing into a storm of colors. Rows of white cranes spread out their white wings and soar to the sky, swarming neatly into the vast sky. Flowers and spiritual fruits filled with dewdrops shine like jewels. The flaming red unicorn, the beautiful and beautiful tiger, the huge but nimble white rhinoceros, the lively and cute deer are all jumping and playing all over the mountains and plains.
"It's such a beautiful scene where all the beasts are in harmony and the heaven and earth are auspicious." The young Taoist priest said with emotion, his face elegant.
Suddenly, the madness of Tao and demon fighting each other came from behind the mountain.
In an instant, the sky and the earth became dark, and the clouds were replaced by muffled thunder. The mighty waves of the strong men's fight roiled the land for dozens of miles. Birds playing in the forest and beasts crawling among the flowers hurriedly hid deep in the woods.
The little Taoist priest looked at the shocking changes in the distance, his jade eyes were still calm, and he said to himself: "The wind is sending mourning, and the sky is burning with anger. This demon has such strong hatred, and this Taoist has so strong killing intent. There is another one in the world. This is an innocent dispute, go and take a look."
Immediately walked away on the wind.
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In the past, the back mountain was the quietest and most secret place. Colorful stones are piled up, beside the winding and quiet paths, the breeze blows from the pine forest, the spring water nourishes the living creatures, and the flowers of various colors can add a lot of elegance. It's a pity that the great war just now has completely destroyed these beautiful things.
At this time, rubble was scattered all over the ground, pine logs fell down, the clear and sweet spiritual spring was dyed with blood, and the delicate flowers were burned into coke. The demonic energy floating around was like thick black mist, obscuring the colorful vitality in the mountains.
Deep in the pine forest, the source of the demonic energy, lay the corpse of a demon youth. Dozens of holes had been pierced by the sword all over his body, and his death was very miserable. The skin was bulging with strange black lines, a long tongue was sticking out of the black mouth, and the bleeding red eyes widened unwillingly, as if they were about to burst out of anger. Even with such a terrifying and fierce appearance, one can still see some extraordinary handsomeness from his ferocious face. And his heart, which had a huge hole poked out, was emitting demonic energy like a violent wave, seeming to fill the world.
Standing solemnly next to the corpse were five extremely handsome old Taoist priests from the Tiandao Sect. The five of them all have silver beards and hair, purple robes and golden crowns. Also holding a cold and powerful divine sword. However, the bodies were different in fat and thin, and the expressions were cold and grim. It is estimated that the thoughts when looking at the corpse were also different.
Seeing the strange changes in the demon corpse, the five people frowned. He has the oldest qualifications, the kindest face, and is also the most beloved by the young disciples of Tiandao Sect. He quickly took out a "Nine Yang Holy Spirit Talisman" from the golden dragon scale talisman bag at his waist and threw it in front of the corpse's chest. Make a Dharma seal with one hand and recite the following words: "Receive the sun from the sky, turn it into three thousand in one breath, the holy and pure Dharma decree, purify the obstacles of demons, extremely!"
The old Taoist gave a clear shout, and the small piece of yellow paper and red talisman immediately absorbed the brightest and softest yang energy in the world, and transformed into nine golden suns, hovering above the demon body, injecting the extremely yang energy.
In terms of blood, the Demon Clan and the Immortal Clan are of the same kind, and they are also close relatives of the Human Clan. All human energy comes from Dantian. The Immortal Clan is derived from the Divine Essence, while the Demon Clan not only possesses the Dantian, but also possesses the special Demonic Plow and Kitchen Sea. This Demonic Plow Kitchen Sea is hidden in the heart, and it is also the foundation of the demonic energy. The nine-yang true power exerted by the old Taoist rushed into the heart of the demon body, immediately triggering an explosion of mutual repulsion of yin and yang! With a "bang" sound, the body exploded into pieces, and blood and flesh were scattered across the forest.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Perhaps this is the greatest fairness in the world.
Seeing that the body of the demon was destroyed, the five old Taoists each sheathed their swords. However, they did not wait for them to leave in peace. Suddenly, a sinister wind blew from the mountains, and a terrifying air of resentment rolled in from all directions. The gathering black clouds in the sky are like a black ocean overturning the sky, mixed with the moving red thunder, a terrifying scene of doomsday.
The faces of hundreds of Taoist priests watching the battle in the distance turned pale with fright, and they looked up at the unfathomable sky. The five old Taoists have subjugated numerous demons and monsters in their lives. They are used to seeing scenes like this, and their hearts are no longer disturbed. I know in my heart that this is because the devil is unwilling to die and encounters the evil spirit of heaven by chance. So, he took the opportunity to seize the sky and turn into a demon to reappear in the world.
Although Wuyi Laodao is one hundred and fifty years old, his heart is still as soft and simple as a young man. Even when facing the demon in front of him, he is full of pity and sympathy. He sighed and said, "Alas! Long Hui died unwillingly. Dear Taoist brothers, he has now swallowed the evil spirit of heaven and become a demon that cannot be tolerated in the world. We must be careful to surrender and don't hurt any more living beings."
The other four veteran Taoists nodded, raised the Demon-Slaying Divine Sword in their hands again, and waited solemnly.
After death, the soul leaves the body. This is a common sense that everyone in Shengu Xianzhou knows. However, for ordinary people, ghosts leave the body and are invisible to the eyes. But now this demon clan has swallowed the evil spirit of heaven and condensed the Yin spirits in the world, and is about to become a demon that everyone can see and fear.
After a while, the ghostly mist that covered half of the mountain and the cold green mist gathered from the ground. The sky became darker, the stinking black wind began to howl wantonly, and strange rain of blood dripped, making the world seem to be dyed into a hell of ignorance.
"Roar!"
The ghost roars into the sky, the shrill voice is hoarse, and it is frightening to people. Full of resentment, the demon finally couldn't hold back his desire for revenge and hurriedly appeared in the world. But after he became a demon, he no longer looked like a human being.
Look at him, he is ten feet tall, like an upright hill. The naked charcoal-colored body, with large bulging black smoking muscles, was covered with tiger-like golden markings. The head is as big as a water tank, green mist is spitting out from the bloody mouth, the red eyes as big as a bowl are glaring, the green-grey hooked nose is like a sharp sickle, the five-foot-long unkempt hair is like thatch blown by the strong wind, and there are two hairs growing on the top of the head. Black scales and horns rising to the sky. He looks like half human, half ghost, and half demon.
