Qingzhou City, mass graves, dark forests at night, no one in sight.

Hundreds of lonely tombs stood in the darkness, as if they were silently telling something. In addition, many graves lack tombstones, and are simply piled up with loess, which can be vaguely seen to be a tomb. There are few footprints in front of the grave, let alone some items of worship such as fresh fruit and spirits. There are even some deserted graves that have not been taken care of for a long time, and after the continuous washing of the rain, the coffin lids have been exposed, and ghost fires have flickered and extinguished in the dark night.

Next to those lonely graves, there are lush towering trees soaring into the sky, and the moonlight is projected through the gaps in the leaves, making the lonely graves in the forest even more eerie. The sound of an unknown ferocious beast could be heard in the distance, making people shudder. The occasional chirping of a familiar bird can also frighten people out of their minds.

Tonight's New Year, Qingzhou City is very lively, ordinary people, peddlers and pawns are busy watching the fireworks ceremony, naturally no one dares to go to the mass grave to look for bad luck, so as not to be contaminated by some unclean things, and go back to rest for ten days and half a month. Even the hunters in the nearby mountains and wilderness have to deliberately avoid this place during the day, let alone the middle of the night in the New Year.

At this moment, the three figures were hidden in a low-lying place, with lush leaves on their heads, and no one found their figures, and these three people were Qin Chuan and his party.

Climbing down from the city wall of Qingzhou City, Qin Chuan knew that the old Dao who jumped down and the cultivation of the shopkeeper Wu far exceeded that of himself who had not yet condensed the empty mountain and Danhai, and watched them slowly open their legs as if they were nothing, and they were already dozens of steps ahead of Qin Chuan in the blink of an eye. If he hadn't stood in place and waited for a long time, it was estimated that Qin Chuan would have lost these two people.

Finally, the only remaining heaven and earth aura in the empty mountain and Danhai was consumed, and after hurrying slowly, he finally arrived at the mass grave. Qin Chuan is now panting, his back is wet with sweat, and his night clothes are very uncomfortable against his skin. Smelling the strange smell in the air and looking at the extremely deserted grave in the middle of the night, Qin Chuan couldn't help but feel the boundary between life and death.

"The illustrious people who never lived before were only a pile of loess in the end, and after three generations, the family was in the middle of the road, and there was no descendant to take care of it, and the weeds on the grave grew wildly, and no one came here to worship on the occasion of the New Year, and mixed with the lonely graves of these poor people, it seems that no one in the world remembers such a person. Shopkeeper Wu looked at the lonely grave and couldn't help but sigh.

Lao Dao glanced at the grave and looked at the sky again: "The path you choose, even if you kneel, you have to walk the whole way." Since you want to realize the long-cherished wish of the family's prosperity, you must endure the hardships of the world and endure the grievances that ordinary people can't bear. It's just that I didn't expect that the seeds of the world's scholars would be ruined like this, otherwise how could the old man in the temple sit back and relax. After all, the chaotic people who read the dynasty are really vigilant. ”

Hearing that the scholar was chaotic, Shopkeeper Wu smiled, shook his head undeniably, pointed at Qin Chuan and said, "You say, will he be that seed?"

The old man straightened his cuffs, found a dry place and sat down, closed his eyes and said: "He will not be the seed of a scholar, relying on a few pens, he can not write any good strategies for governing the country." ”

Qin Chuan listened to the conversation between the two people and felt that the clouds were in a fog, but he couldn't interject, so he simply stayed by the side and didn't say a word.

Shopkeeper Wu didn't answer this time, went to a tomb without a tombstone, took out three sandalwood sticks from his arms and lit them, he said something in his mouth, he didn't know what to say, and after a while, he inserted the sandalwood into the ground, and came over from the tomb and stood next to Qin Chuan.

At this time, the mountains and forests were silent, and the bright light cast by the moonlight on the ground began to migrate, as if the shadows of the surrounding trees were moving. A slight mountain breeze swept through the clothes, bringing a unique cold air in the mountains, and as time passed, the surrounding area could be seen bubbling white air.

Lao Dao suddenly opened his eyes, took out eight talismans from his arms, and threw them into the sky. I saw that these eight talisman seals occupied eight directions, floating in mid-air, sending out aura fluctuations between each other and hooking together, tightly surrounding Qin Chuan in the middle. Feeling the aura fluctuations on this talisman seal, watching those ancient talismans seem to come alive, and the unknown words written on them began to move, Qin Chuan clearly felt the power of these eight talismans.

"Four killing characters, four guarding characters, looking at the level of the talisman seal, it should be the lower grade of the heavenly rank in the sky, earth, Xuan, and Huang, such a thing that destroys the world and destroys the earth I can't imagine that you really have it." Tsk, now that you have taken out all the talismans at the bottom of the box, who else can beat you in this radius of thousands of miles? I'm afraid you don't have to worry about anything tonight. Shopkeeper Wu saw that there was a simple inscription on the flowing talisman, and the faintly flowing aura of heaven and earth seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

Lao Dao listened to the sycophants of the shopkeeper Wu, and said a little happily: "I left a hand before the loss, otherwise all the talismans and seals will be gone, and it will be difficult for me to gain a foothold in the martial arts rivers and lakes." Speaking of the people who can break my talisman seal within a radius of thousands of miles, it seems that at present, only you can. However, you won't make a move, otherwise I wouldn't have come here with you, but don't think that I don't know who is buried under the loess. ”

Shopkeeper Wu took out a dry cigarette and smiled. After all, the seed of a scholar cannot be extinguished in my hands, otherwise I will be ashamed of him under the Yellow Spring. ”

At this moment, Qin Chuan was surrounded by the Fu Seal, and he didn't know what was going on outside, only to see the inscription on the Fu Seal began to rotate around him, and the space standing at this time was only five feet long, which was full of various characters, as if the "Taiping Manuscript" of the Huaizhen monk that night was sprinkled with 10,000 characters, Qin Chuan only felt that he was trapped in it, but his feet were bound, and he didn't know how to get out. Especially in his empty mountain and Danhai, he no longer has a little heaven and earth aura, but he feels a little sleepy in his body.

At this moment, Qin Chuan found that one of the talismans moved, and the decisive intent of killing inside came, like a sharp sword, and the surging sword intent contained in it flew towards Qin Chuan, looking at this momentum, it was not Qin Chuan who could match it at this time.

This majestic sword intent arrived in front of Qin Chuan's eyes in a blink of an eye, and when Qin Chuan closed his eyes, he found that this sword intent had transformed into a man's shape, demonstrating the ancient swordsmanship one by one.

In the man's hand was a sword, short in length and wide in time. As the man walked, a long river suddenly appeared in front of him, about a hundred feet wide and choppy, and there was no boat to carry it. I saw that the man drew his sword and shouted: "Break the army." I saw that the river was forcibly separated into a road, and it can be seen that many villages have collapsed under the deep river bottom, and countless broken monuments are scattered all over the place. It seems that it is a vicissitudes of life, and the previously prosperous state city is now flooded, and it will not be revealed until the next reincarnation.

After walking through the river, there is a big mountain in front of me, about thousands of zhang high, straight into the sky, and colorful clouds can be seen in the middle of the mountainside. It seems to have stood alone here for tens of thousands of years.

The man walked a few steps and saw such a towering mountain peak that he was reluctant to take a detour. clenched the sword in his hand and shouted angrily: "Eight thousand miles." The towering peak in front of him was cut off, and when the man was done, the peak collapsed, leaving a trail of dust.

When Shopkeeper Wu saw the figure of this man, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "This is ......"