Blood rained.

The wind howls.

Heaven and earth are like great sorrows, which make people feel sad.

Among the flowers in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, Feng Qingyan looked up at the sky a little distracted.

The rain of blood that fell with the sad wind had already wet his clothes, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, the whole world was dyed red.

This is the great sorrow of heaven and earth.

Either the saint fell, or a great sage died.

It stands to reason that Daxian's death is not considered a great sorrow in heaven and earth, only in the place where Daxian was born, there will be a tragic storm and bloody rain. And the fall of the saint is the great sorrow of the whole heaven and earth, with sorrow and blood everywhere, and accompanied by the death knell of heaven and earth.

However, there is no great sage in Bocheng.

What does this mean?

This shows that there is not only one great sage who died, but there may be more than a dozen, or even dozens.

Only so many sages died at the same time.

Only then will there be great compassion between heaven and earth.

Among the flowers in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, An Xiu stood still, looking gloomily at the blood rain falling in the sky, with some sadness in his eyes.

The east building was obscure in the rain of blood, and gradually revealed its figure.

But it is behind Feng Qingyan.

At this time, the students, teachers and others of the Burial Mountain Academy heard the sad wind of "woo" between heaven and earth, and they all felt uncomfortable in their hearts, as if a loved one had died suddenly.

"What happened?"

There was a teaching palpitation, and he immediately swept out of the lecture hall.

When he swept out and looked at the blood rain sprinkled in the sky, the whole person was suddenly stunned, as if he couldn't believe it, and muttered: "This, this is the blood rain?"

"Sad wind and blood, heaven and earth are very sad!"

The oracle said bitterly.

The voice that came out of his throat was extremely sad.

At this time, more and more teachers and students swept out of the house, and they were stunned when they saw the blood rain falling in the sky and the sad wind of "whining" in their ears.

"Bloody storm?"

"How can there be a bloody storm?"

The students of the Burial Mountain Academy were shocked and a little incredulous.

In Bocheng, countless literati and writers came out, all of them looked at the blood rain in the sky in shock, and said, "This is the sad wind and blood rain?"

"It's really sad and bloody. ”

A literati sighed and nodded, and then said with some doubts: "There is a great sage in Bocheng, why have we never heard of it?

Many literati shook their heads, saying that they had not heard of it.

"When Daxian died, the sad wind and bloody rain will indeed appear in the place of birth, but there seems to be no great sage in Bocheng, why is there still a sad wind and bloody rain?"

Some people were puzzled.

"If there is no great sage in Bocheng, then there is only one possibility. ”

At this time, the literati said with a solemn face.

"So...... And more than one great sage died. In Bocheng, there were also literati who reacted and said with a shocked look, "But there may be more than a dozen ......."

If it's just the birth, old age, sickness and death of Daxian, it's very normal.

At most, the crowd will only be sad for a moment.

However, if more than a dozen great sages died, what does this mean?

This shows that there is a great calamity in the world!

"What?"

Some literati were horrified and said, "How is this—how is this possible?"

"Impossible!"

Some people immediately denied it and did not want to believe it.

"Only when more than a dozen great sages die at the same time will there be great compassion in heaven and earth, and sorrow, blood and rain will be everywhere. A literati trembled all over, an inexplicable pain appeared in his heart, and the look of shock in his eyes gradually became sad.

At this time, the whole city was shocked.

Although countless literati and writers do not want to believe it, it seems to be so.

"What happened to cause more than a dozen great sages to die at the same time?" On the streets of Bocheng, a literati stood in the sad wind and blood and asked.

At this time, whether it is a literati or a pawn of a peddler, his heart is shrouded in sorrow.

In the midst of sorrow and blood.

A figure frantically swept south, and in the blink of an eye, it swept out of Bocheng, but the blood rain did not stop.

The righteous man is none other than Zuo Shaozai.

He swept all the way, and he had swept hundreds of thousands of miles, but there was still blood rain in his eyes and sad wind in his ears.

"Why is this happening?"

Zuo Shaozai shouted in pain.

Soon after, Zuo Shaozai swept out more than 2,000 miles, but he was still in the midst of sorrow and blood. At this time, he did not continue to sweep, but just stood in the sad wind and blood.

After a while.

He sighed and silently walked back towards the Burial Mountain Academy.

As he walked, he stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground.

At this time, the sad wind and blood rain sprinkled all over the world, making the whole Zhou world set off stormy waves, and I couldn't believe looking at the blood rain falling in the sky.

And the breath of sorrow also enveloped the whole world.

......

In the Valley of Flowers.

Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and breathed, calming the fluctuations in his heart.

After playing "The Conjuring" again after a while, he "saw" the fog in the netherworld, which made him a little "can't see" clearly.

What's going on?

After a while, he finally found the Great Righteous Lord and the others.

But at this time, the Great Righteous Lord and others were under a "weird" siege of hundreds of people, from the original eleven people, to only three people now.

"Great righteous lord, let's go!"

A figure shouted sadly, and a majestic aura burst out from his body, and one person stopped dozens of "weird".

However, in an instant, he was seriously injured and infected with a strange aura.

And the strange aura was raging wildly in his body, making him miserable, and invading his soul, making him more and more delirious, and even a little unable to control his body.

This person is the great Sima of the Confucian Xia Guan.

"Righteous Lord, escape!"

Da Sima's expression became more and more numb, and he suddenly exploded with a sad shout.

Boom Boom –

An incomparably terrifying aura exploded, instantly destroying more than a dozen "weird". However, there are too many weirdness about the Netherworld.

Even if it is self-destructed, others cannot destroy dozens of "weird" in an instant like Da Sima.

At this time, another great sage was also infected with a strange aura, and although it had not yet invaded the soul, he knew that it would be sooner or later.

If you can still rush back to the world at this time, maybe you can still be saved.

However, he could not return to the world at all.

So he went crazy to kill, and his moves were all desperate supernatural powers, and when the strange aura invaded the soul, he also chose to self-destruct like Da Sima.

Boom –

A terrifying aura exploded, and several strange heads died, but the strange aura around them became even stronger.

"Get out?"

The righteous lord laughed miserably, can he still escape?

If you can escape.

Even if he bears a lifetime of infamy, he will escape, and he will secretly survive, but he can't escape at all.

At this time, there are still hundreds of "weird" around him.

Hundreds of "weird", even if the sect presides over the saint's treasure, it is difficult to fight a bloody way.

Since you can't escape, let's kill it.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness!"

At this time, the white hair of the Great Righteous Lord rose to the sky, piercing the sky like silver needles, and a terrifying aura rushed out of his body.

Boom Boom –

A white swirl appeared in the nether sky.

However, it was suppressed by the Netherworld, so that the white vortex could not expand or accelerate......

And at this moment, the deep pit in the depths shook again, and terrifying black shadows swept out, making Feng Qingyan, who was peeping, pale.

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