Qingluo slowly opened his eyes, only to see that he was in a very simple thatched house, and the smell of medicine wafting from his nose shocked his spirit.

He supported his heavy body and sat up slowly, and there was an immediate rush of pain in his body. He looked down and saw that there were many bandages wrapped around his body, and because of Fang Cai's movements, there were already many places soaked in blood.

"Where am I?"

Suddenly, there were two people at the door who were talking with their heads down, and looking at the back, it seemed to be a white-haired old man and a village woman wearing a blue coat of broken white flowers.

"Grandpa, this person ...... It looks like the heavens ask my brother......"

"You, you talk about your 'Brother Tianwen' all day long, looking forward to it every day, looking forward to it every year, this time it's finally coming. ”

"Really?!"

"Han'er, don't be too happy first, grandpa has just checked his body, he has been hit by the Demon Sect's 'Lotus Heart Mantra', you must not mention the past in front of him, otherwise he will be in pain. ”

"Everyone calls grandpa 'medical fairy', can you just cure him?"

"The 'Lotus Heart Mantra' has long been rooted in his brain, and there is nothing I can do...... It is already a miracle that he fell from mid-air, and whether this spell can be eradicated depends on his own creation. ”

"How can this be ......"

Qingluo saw that the two were very engaged in talking, and he didn't notice that he had woken up at all, so he coughed deliberately.

Both of them walked into the room.

The village woman approached Qingluo's bedside, and Qingluo saw her face and forgot the pain in her body for a while, and an extremely simple and lovely face appeared in front of his eyes. I saw a pair of clear eyes blinking at him. Qingluo was stunned by her eyes, he didn't expect that there were such beautiful eyes in this world, like the moon in the sky sinking into a clear lake, innocent and moist and flickering. Looking at her face again, her delicate and small nose reveals a bit of aura, her pink and slippery lips reveal a bit of tranquil beauty, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and her forehead is like white jade. The complexion is fair and thorough, and the complexion is delicate and harmonious, and it is beautiful.

The woman was dressed in a coarse blue shirt with white florals, and a pair of dark gray coarse cloth trousers underneath, but the wide clothes could not hide her looming graceful figure. She wore a ponytail and her short hair with slightly yellowed temples hanging down her cheeks. The whole body reveals a natural and simple beauty, different from the thrilling beauty of Shen Yan at the "Taste Tao Conference" of the Streamer School, the woman in front of her is a kind of beauty that makes people feel comfortable, looking at her face, it seems that all the irritability will dissipate. If Shen Yan is a suffocating beauty that makes people's blood suffocate, the woman in front of her is a simple beauty that makes people forget their worries and drive away.

The girl saw that Qingluo had been staring at herself since she woke up, her face was shy, she took a few steps back and lowered her head.

The white-haired old man who walked in from the outhouse was also dressed in a coarse linen robe, his eyes were shining, his face was full of red light, and he looked at Qingluo amiably and smiled.

The girl ran behind the old man lightly, hiding her face behind the old man shyly, but from time to time she poked out half of her head to look at Qingluo.

“…… The best ......"

"Oh my God...... I'm not dreaming......"

"Could it be that all the village women in the mortal world are so beautiful as immortals?"

"If that's the case, why don't I even cultivate the Mao Immortal!"

"Ahh

"Who is better-looking, she or Shen Daqianjin of Penglai Island?"

Thinking of this, that red figure appeared in his mind, smart and cute.

"Okay, it's better that Shen Da's temper is a little more beautiful......"

The old man stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Young man, your injuries have not healed, so you should lie down first." ”

Qingluo looked at the girl directly, but did not hear the old man's words.

The girl thought that he was unable to lie down again, so she pursed her lips and stepped forward to help Qingluo lie down again.

Qingluo watched her figure approach, and suddenly saw her proud twin peaks hidden under a broken white flower robe......

Suddenly, Qingluo felt that the blood in his chest was not smooth, and his face was hot, and when the woman got closer, there was a "poof", Qingluo's nosebleed splashed out, his eyes rolled white, and he fell down.

"Sure enough...... She...... Didn't wear ......."

"Grandpa, what's wrong with him?" exclaimed the girl.

Before the old man could speak, Qingluo was already lying on the bed, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth rose and he replied:

"It's okay, I'm fine! I may have hurt my nose bone when I fell, it's okay, don't worry, girl!" he reached out and wiped away the nosebleed, but his eyes accidentally glanced at that place, and the nosebleed opened the gate again, and it sparked him in the face.

"You...... Do you recognize me?" the girl said in surprise.

"Well, you often appear in my dreams, but unfortunately, I can't name you......" Qingluo pretended to be sad and said in his heart: "I'm really a genius!"

The girl's face turned red, her eyes looked away unnaturally, and she said shyly: "My name is Liang Xinghan......

Qingluo's face was covered with nosebleeds, and he nodded: "Oh, it turned out to be Miss Liang!

Liang Xinghan saw that he didn't recognize himself, and said with a lost expression: "Han'er doesn't ask you to reciprocate, I just hope you can remember me......"

"Han'er!" The old man interrupted Liang Xinghan's words, then stepped forward, bowed his hand, and said solemnly: "Under Liang Wenyu, dare to ask the name of the young man?"

Liang Xinghan remembered the conversation with his grandfather before entering the house, and lowered his head with a pout.

Qingluo replied: "Forgive the juniors for not being able to get up and salute, the juniors Qingluo, thanks to the seniors' treatment!"

Liang Wenyu replied: "This is Chaozhou Yongji Mountain. ”

"Yongji Mountain?"

Then the old man continued: "The old man saw that Qingluo Shaoxia was wearing the clothes of the Streamer Sect, but was he a disciple of the Streamer Sect?"

Qingluo nodded and said, "Yes, the family teacher is the Streamer Sect Xianyou Palace, what advice does the senior have?"

Liang Wenyu waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, the old man just asked, but I don't know why the young man fell into the deep mountain due to lack of true qi?"

Qingluo said: "I was ordered to go down the mountain to defeat the monsters, and I was really angry on the way back, so I fell from the sword. "Before he was sure that he was really Lin Zhan's son, he couldn't say that he was forcibly brought back to Gufeng by Lin Zhan from the Streamer Sect.

"Oh, I see. The old man has been practicing medicine for many years, if there is nothing urgent, why not ask the young man to stay in Bishe for a few days, and wait until his body recovers before leaving?"

"The old gentleman's kindness is appreciated by the juniors, but the juniors are in a hurry to return to the sect to report and cultivate here, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate......," Qingluo said and was about to sit up.

Liang Xinghan saw that his face was bitter, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and said anxiously: "God...... Brother Qingluo, you are injured like this, how can you go back safely?"

Qingluo looked at Liang Xinghan, his face was hot, and he thought: "Master has been down the mountain for nearly a month, and when he left, he said that he would come back in more than a month, and he shouldn't be able to see him when he goes back now...... It's better to ......" His eyes glanced at Liang Xinghan's chest, swallowed his saliva, and immediately made up his mind: "I won't go!"

He lay back on the bed and said solemnly: "Since the two benefactors are so loving, I have to bother here for a few days!" I couldn't help but think of the poem Li Jiale said: Since ancient times, heroes have been lustful, and they may not be lustful heroes. Although I am not a real hero, I am only lustful like a hero!

The land of Pangea is divided into five continents, and at the junction of the polar continent and the Lingzhou, there is a huge crack that is bottomless, which is called the "abyss of the dead".

On the abyss of the dead, there is no grass within a radius of five miles. The place is deserted all year round, the sky is always gray, and the cold wind is constant.

The two walls of the Abyss of the Dead have hundreds of holes, deep and strange, and the miasma is permeated.

There is a cave entrance located at the bottom of the dead abyss, this hole is about three zhang high, two zhang wide, the fluorescence in the cave flashes, the faint green light disappears, there is a stone tablet next to the cave entrance, there are three vermilion characters engraved on it - "Blood Light Sect".

About 50 steps into the cave, there is a large hall, called "temple". The torches in the hall are divided into four seats, and the god of war is enshrined in the back, and there is a dark red throne in front of the statue of Chiyou, on which sits a person wearing a red-edged dress on a black background.

This person has a pale complexion, a broad forehead and a straight nose, red eyebrows and hair, two to dark red eyeshadows at the corners of his eyes, bright red lips, and an ancient Chinese character "Demon" in the middle of his forehead. He sat on the throne, and the atmosphere of the entire hall was gloomy, and he was leisurely playing with a pocket black dragon in his hand.

In front of this man, five figures in black robes knelt down. These five people have different shapes and sizes, but they all bow their heads and bow down on one knee in front of the man, looking very respectful.

"How's that going?" asked the man sitting on the throne.

One of the men with two short swords behind his back did not look up, and immediately replied, "The subordinates are incompetent and have not been able to bring back the spirit of the evil king." Teach the Lord to condemn the sin!"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The 'Evil King's Spirit' is a major secret of the Streamer Sect, and the Evergreen Old Man is not so easy to deal with. Otherwise, this seat would not have buried that move. ”

"Thank you, Sect Leader Longen!"

"Actually, I asked you to go to assist Wang Guanghao this time, and I didn't expect you to get something, as long as you find out where that thing is, it's enough. The person on the throne was still playing with the black dragon in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

“…… subordinates, subordinates have not found out where the spirit of the evil king is hiding......" said Hearteater.

"What?!" the man on the throne slapped the armrest, and the torches in the entire hall flickered.

"However, the subordinates can confirm that the spirit of the evil king is not in the Qingluan Palace!"

"Okay, you go and tell Wang Guanghao, if you can't find out where the evil king's spirit is within three months, then come to me!"

"Subordinates obey!"

"Is this the only thing to gain from a huge character conference?"

"Sect Leader, Lin Zhan of the Lonely City Sect also participated in this Tao Conference. ”

"Oh? ”

"The subordinates have already united with Wang Guanghao to widen the gap between Changqing and Lin Zhan, and in the ring competition on the second day, a young streamer disciple turned into a Lone Peak Sword Demon, and was taken away by Lin Zhan that night. ”

"Young disciple...... Lone Peak Sword Demon ......" the red-haired man on the throne muttered, and a name suddenly came to mind in his heart - Lin Tian asked!

The red-haired man pondered for a moment before continuing to ask, "What do the other righteous sects think about the Heavenly Fire Incident at this Dao Tasting Conference?"

"As expected by the sect leader, the other sects have taken the lead in the streamer sect, in a vain attempt to unite and unite against our sect. ”

"Hmph, do you know why as soon as my magic skills are completed, the heavens immediately sent down the heavenly fire?"

"My subordinates don't know. The five black-robed men said in unison.

"That's because God is afraid of me! Since ancient times, only the Lord of War God has practiced the Ancient Demon Sect, and now that I have practiced this skill, I will inevitably sit on the world and completely destroy the righteous path!" After speaking, the red-haired man raised his arms and looked up to the sky and laughed.

The five of them echoed one after another: "Congratulations to the sect leader, the magic has been accomplished." Domination of the world is just around the corner!"

The red-haired man laughed maniacally, his dark red pupils glowing with ambition.

"Your 'dark group' is my confidant, and I need your assistance to achieve great things in the future. ”

"The subordinates will definitely go to the soup and live up to the high expectations of the sect leader!"

"All right, stand down and call the altar master. ”

"Yes!" After speaking, the five figures turned into five black winds and left the main hall.