Fang Qi was stunned, Xiao Er shouted and served the morning hot meal, Hongyuan pushed the bowl in front of him, calmly picked up the chopsticks from the ground, changed a pair for him, and rested on the bowl. It doesn't seem to be affected in the slightest by the rhetoric around it.

After a day of traveling, looking at the fragrant food, Fang Qi was numb and didn't even have a little food **, at this time I only heard the burly man say: "I went to Fengyao Mountain yesterday." ”

"What's wrong?"

The strong man was tall and tall, and his expression was solemn, as if for him the memories were a kind of intense pain, and he said with difficulty: "Tragedy in the world! Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can smell the strong smell of blood, and when you climb the mountain, you can see that the mountain is full of blood, and almost the whole mountain is dyed red." The mountain was cold, the blood stains were frozen into ice, and the bloody gas was still thick and not dispersed, but the strangest thing was not this. ”

There are also many casual cultivators here who came here because of the incident of Fengyao Mountain, and when they heard this, they couldn't help but look at it.

The strong man looked around, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Up and down the mountain, there is not a single corpse!" There is tea on the table, and there is a rice pot on the stove, all of which remain in the same state as before death...... What does this mean? It means that no one ran away in a panic, and the accident happened in an instant, so the object remained the same, as if it were ...... It's as if these people are evaporating at the same time...... The Feng Yao Sect has become an empty sect in a very short period of time! Where did the corpses of those 1,300 disciples go?! No! There was nothing, only blood, blood everywhere, no corpses!"

The restaurant seemed to have exploded, and there was a lot of gossip.

"How can such a strange thing happen?"

"It doesn't sound like it's true. If it is really as he said, when the entire Fengyao Sect is defenseless, killing people at the same time must not be a simple person. A small Feng Yao faction, where can he offend such a great power?"

There is a reason for that. But this matter is inherently mysterious, and it may not be true to say. ”

……

He pondered, "No matter what the reason, I'm afraid that the Feng Yao Sect has become a downright fierce mountain. I wonder if it could be the evil ghosts in the back mountain, or maybe those disciples went out to travel, and it was possible that they were not in the sect. ”

"Impossible," the short and fat man who hadn't spoken for a long time sighed, and said, "Recently, this matter has been in an uproar, and someone has already inquired about it, according to the villagers under the mountain and the nearby sects, I haven't heard any movement in those days, and there are no large numbers of nearly a thousand people coming and going. These more than 1,000 people are indeed out of thin air...... No one is alive, no one is dead, no corpse is seen. It's not difficult to kill people, but to do it without bones, you can't do it alone!"

He said with a grudge: "Isn't it a demon cultivator who is powerful? Only such a small and vicious person can kill innocents indiscriminately without asking the reason, and he can do this ruthless hand!"

The strong man shook his head, raised his hand and directly raised the wine jug to pour wine into his mouth, swallowed the strong liquor, and his face was already red, and said, "Not necessarily." If it was really so simple, it would not have been that even the Yunhuai Sword Sect True Buddha Temple, these top sect families would be shocked, and even rushed to inspect it in person. These sects sent not only the disciples in the sect, but also the elders who led the team, which is enough to see that they attach great importance to this matter. ”

At this time, several people at the side table turned their heads slightly, obviously paying attention to this side, and one of the young men in blue turned around directly. The strong man said, "I guess...... When that man slaughtered the sect, his technique was somewhat similar to that of the other person, but obviously his technique was more sophisticated......"

The beard frowned, "What do you mean?"

The blue-clothed young man on the side solemnly answered: "This big brother is referring to Demon Cultivation Chongyun?"

As soon as the word Chongyun came out, everyone present was a little foggy, and after thinking for a while, they thought about the cause and effect, and there was a quick reaction to the change of color, and he lost his voice: "It is absolutely impossible! If this is the case, wouldn't the cultivation realm have to reshuffle the cards?!"

Shuffle?

Fang Qi was stunned, as if a sledgehammer was heavily chiseled at the back of his head. Who is Chongyun, I have never heard of this person!

Who is the bloodied Fengyao faction? What is the reshuffle...... It's not only Hongyuan who has become a god who has the Tongtian cultivation to shuffle the cards in the cultivation realm, what kind of thing is this thing that will also shuffle the cards now? Where is Hongyuan, the unique supreme god?!

Could it be that because he left the Feng Yao faction, the butterfly effect caused by it led to a strong cultivation...... Strange God?

Then how big a butterfly does this have to be to fan out such a consequence?! It has been less than ten days since he and Hongyuan left the Fengyao Sect!

The blue-clothed young man sneered and asked, "Otherwise, do you think that a little-known small sect will be slaughtered when it is slaughtered, and there are thousands of people who die every day in the world, and there is a shortage of them? Why is it worth letting the great power of the monks come one after another, and the people will be panicked?

The noisy restaurant was suddenly silent.

The blue-clothed young man continued: "Back then, Chongyun and his mother were desperate and took refuge in Chu He, a friend of his father's former life, and Chu He saw that they were orphans and widows, and he had evil thoughts and forcibly occupied his mother. Mrs. Chu knew about this, went to the door to cause trouble and insulted her, and forced her mother to commit suicide by drinking poison. Chongyun escaped from the Chu family, although this person is young but ruthless, he is naturally suitable for cultivating demons, he is bent on revenge, he cultivates hard, and finally only relies on the cultivation of the low level of the demon spirit, and destroys the Chu family!"

Talking about this, a hoarse middle-aged voice said, "That's right. At that time, it coincided with Chu He's 60th birthday, and the Chu family was also regarded as a local tyrant, and relatives and friends were sitting in the hall, and the little devil Chongyun was killed in this way. Kidnapping the elders and children of the Chu family and Chu He to the streets, killing people and throwing corpses in front of the people of the whole city, the methods are extremely cruel, but the most terrifying thing is the death of Chu He and Mrs. Chu......"

The young man in blue said: "Chongyun had the will to die that day, and he could escape by cutting through the chaos with a quick knife, but after ending the lives of the Chu family, he tried his best to cultivate, and used his true qi to cover Chu He's whole body, starting from his fingers and toes, grinding little by little. The advantage of killing people in this way is that they can tear their souls and bodies into powder together, and there is no possibility of reincarnation and resurrection, but it is also extremely depleting and depleting, and it can also increase the pain of the deceased to the greatest extent. He hated Chu He to the core, and let Chu He watch his fingers disappear and his toes disappear, his body was ground into minced flesh inch by inch, blood flowed all over the ground, and his bones were ground into powder. It is said that sixty percent of the people who witnessed the whole process at that time were stunned. ”

Fang Qishou shuddered, he had seen this in a book.

There is a kind of high-level demonic beast called Kunlun Beast, with a certain kind of herbs, refining for nine hundred and eighty-one days, which has the effect of bringing people back to life. There is a way to resurrect and a way to get rid of future troubles forever.

In the cultivation realm, there are special containers for the souls of people and monks, some of which nourish the soul, while others can melt the soul into nothingness, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

It's because there are such containers. If you want revenge, you can kill people first, and then collect your soul.

Generally, they do the opposite, using their own cultivation as a spiritual weapon, grinding the human body and soul into powder together, and completely returning to heaven and earth. Those who dare to do this are either cultivating against the sky, and the spiritual weapon is a dispensable chicken rib, so they are fearless, or they are poor and cannot afford to buy a spiritual weapon, so they are ruined.

Sure enough, the burly man said: "What this brother Tai said is very right, and I am also present in Chongyun." Because of this, after going to Fengyao Mountain, I guessed that it was a certain powerful Fengyao Mountain who was washed with blood. Although there were no corpses on the mountain, there was a layer of extremely broken flesh and bone meal on the ground! It was exactly the same as the death of Mrs. Chu He Chu back then. It's just that this time and last time, this time there must be more people from the Feng Yao faction, and the effect is more thorough, and it was directly suppressed into a blood mist! I want to come now...... The smell on that mountain is strange, I'm afraid there is not only blood, but also a strong smell of human flesh!"

……

This time, not only did Fang Qi not be able to eat, but a large group of people brushed their chopsticks. Fang Qi propped up the table, and his stomach was sick for a while.

At this time, a loud and noisy man in the crowd categorically denied: "No way!"

The young man in blue looked up and said, "What do you think?"

The man's voice was like a bell, and he said, "What you say is inconsistent. I have also heard about Chongyun Xiao'er, Xiao'er is a demon spirit cultivator, the grade is not high, it is not low, after killing the Chu family, use cultivation to kill Chu He first, and then kill Mrs. Chu. After killing one after the other, it is no different from a dead person, it is enough to show how much loss it has on cultivation by twisting people into powder and shattering their souls! On that day, the nearby Bangzhu faction rushed to save people, and Chongyun Xiao'er did not have the slightest strength to resist, so he was captured!"

The burly man nodded, "That's true." ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "Chongyun Demon Spiritual Cultivation, who has killed Chu He and Mrs. Chu successively, has already exhausted his strength, and it will not be good for his future cultivation. And what did you just say, the 1,300 disciples of the Feng Yao Sect didn't use the magic weapon, and directly used cultivation to kill 1,300 disciples from the head to the disciples, and even killed all the people with their souls?! What a ridiculous! Before and after, they killed at the same time?! Who coaxed you?! Which super power doesn't even have a soul-killing lamp? Not to mention the soul-killing lamp, with such a super power of strong cultivation, I, Zhen, have never heard of it, could it be that person has already become a god?!"

The blue-clothed young man waited for him to finish his righteous indignation before he sneered and said contemptuously: "Why not? If not, why are so many sects rushing to be the first?! In the cultivation realm for more than 10,000 years, apart from the rebellious Changhuai Sword God, Buddha cultivation, Dao cultivation, and demon cultivation, has there ever been a new true god?"

"It's not easy to become a god......"

Fang Qi listened to their gossip and couldn't be stunned anymore.

The Fengyao faction was washed in blood, and the god who came out of nowhere, the plot in the book "Becoming a God" is particularly biased to 108,000 miles to learn the scriptures......, right?! Fang Qi shook his head, turned his head suddenly, and shot at the child next to him.

Hongyuan lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, and his face was slightly blue.

During the argument between these people, the child's true qi circulated in his body without moving, and as expected, it was still as lifeless as the familiar dry grass.

He looked at the table in distraction.

The abundant and almost invincible mellow power came and went faster, and when he recovered from his restlessness, the dust had settled, and he was beaten back to his original form.

How so?

Yunhuai Sword Sect ...... Changhuai Sword God, Pure Yang Sect...... It's familiar, where have you heard of it?

The child furrowed his eyebrows in pain, and a thousand kinds of complicated and chaotic information invaded his mind. Countless blurred and confused faces flashed before his eyes, only to be reduced to a sentence in the end.

He smiled as usual and said, "I won't leave you, at least not now." ”

The child clenched his fists and looked at Fang Qi's face in distraction.

Won't leave now, will it be later?

In the past few days, he has wanted to beg for his denial, but he is afraid that he will get a positive answer.

Why?

Why do you always want to leave?

The child ran the true qi over and over again, feeling the still empty dantian.

There must be a way, Hongyuan lowered his eyes and thought, there is the first time in the back mountain, the second time in the front mountain, there must be a third, fourth, and countless times in the future.

He is no longer afraid of turning into a monster.

As long as I can make you mine, Hongyuan thought, I am willing to do anything.

The monks were arguing with each other, and Fang Qi looked at the child's face seriously in the noise.

Is this person Hongyuan...... The plot is all falling apart, it can't be a dummy, right...... Then he reached out and pulled the hair from the child's face, and the child looked up at him with a little doubt.

Fang Qi's movements were very light and did not pull the hair down. Then I took a closer look, yes! It's not sticky, it's hair! It's really hair! But he's Hongyuan...... If you are still the protagonist, how can it be...... Will a strange god pop up again?

Now these days, all the gods are wholesaled, cheap and don't you want money?

Or is the plot unchangeable, is this a punishment for the two of them for escaping from the Feng Yao faction or something...... Fang Qi's mind was in a mess, let go of Hongyuan's hair, his heart was in turmoil, do you want to go back to Fengyao Mountain to take a look, treat the root cause, and see where the business trip is?

Or is it going to be wrong, how fast and how fast to find the Valley of the Thousand Corpses, Mali's inheritance and cultivation, but the Valley of the Thousand Corpses is not something that can be found if you find it, will there be any chaos during the period...... Fang Qi's face was dark and nervous. After becoming a god, Hongyuan will not be able to beat this strange god who will shuffle the cards, if Hongyuan is still pressed by others, he is really guilty!

Just when Fang Qi's face was blue in a dilemma, his little finger was pulled, and Fang Qi came back to his senses and looked down with a sad face.

I saw Hongyuan carrying a small bench and sitting close to him, his face was red, he opened his palm, and put a light thing inside.

"???" Fang Qi: "What?"

The child looked at him shyly, Fang Qi opened his palm and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh, it was actually a hair...... Maomao...... Hair...... m…… a…… o……

Groove ......

The child wrinkled his face, as if to see that he was unhappy, and sat down again, lying on his lap with his face facing him, and motioned for him to pick a favorite pluck.

Fang Qi shuddered for a moment, unable to say a word. I don't want your hair, what do I want your hair...... I just want to see if you're real, if the world is real......

I knew he would have slapped himself.