Sixteen years ago: In 2012, Huaxia Guoshen City, known as the "City That Never Sleeps". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As early autumn approaches midnight, the streets are shaded orange by the street lamps, and traffic is so sparse that there are hardly any pedestrians in sight.

At the overpass near the intersection of Yan'an Road and Chengdu under the north-south elevated highway, a towering stone pillar goes straight into the sky, with a white steel and silver bottom, and nine golden dragons are coiled on the column, which is mighty and agile, which is the place where the dragon vein and dragon head of the entire Shencheng are. Standing under the stone pillars makes one feel a pressure from the depths of the soul.

At this time, about fifty meters behind the Nine Dragon Pillars, under a huge ginkgo tree, suddenly, two figures wearing black and white robes and high hats appeared under the tree.

Among them, the head of the man in the white shirt has a golden seal written on the top of the high hat: "The world is peaceful". And the man in the black shirt has a high hat with the words "Fortune at first sight". These two figures are none other than the Death Messenger of the Netherworld, the black-and-white impermanence of the Soul Hooking Messenger commonly known among the Eastern Chinese people.

Looking at the impermanence of the two, he is about 20 years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. There is no mourning stick in his hand as the legend says, and there is no long red tongue that frightens people. Just a serious look, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, two cars roared from north to south, one after the other, and quickly drove over. All I heard was the screeching sound of emergency brakes, followed by a loud "boom", accompanied by the sound of car parts falling to the ground, and a few screams that were so short that they stopped just piercing the eardrum.

A faint cry of a baby came, and in the quiet night, it seemed so lonely that people couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

Black and white Impermanence glanced at each other and shook their heads. "How, is it past now?" Bai Wuchang asked.

"Wait! Two minutes to go. You can't detain the soul! Black Impermanence said. While answering, his mind returned to yesterday evening.

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Yesterday evening, the Netherworld:

In the main hall of the Hades Temple, the Hades God was sitting on the throne of the Great Temple, with a handsome face as always, listening to the Wheel King personally report to him:

"Lord Hades, just now the keeper of the Wheel Passage sent someone to report, saying that it was a person with great mana who affected the operation of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, causing the wheel of fate to go wrong, and cracks appeared in the six reincarnation passages.

Not only was the reincarnation order disrupted, but a large part of them fled to the human world through that rift. I've sent all the hall guards to search the various reincarnation passages and ask them to report the latest news as soon as possible. ”

The Wheel King paused and said with some hesitation: "Also... This king has a reluctant request, can you please come forward and let Lord Zhentian of the Astral Palace help us see how much impact this incident has on the human world? This king has never had such a strange feeling, and he always feels a little frightened, feeling that something big is going to happen. ”

When the god heard this, his heart jumped, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said slowly: "You also know that Lord Zhentian has always disliked people disturbing him, so if it is not necessary, don't trouble his old man easily. At this time, the wood is already in the boat, and it is useless to be in a hurry. You first find a way to put all the events that can be put back in place as much as possible, and wait until the situation on your side is clearer.

The main hall will go to the main hall of life and death later, and wait for the book of life and death to show the list of dead people, whether there is any disaster in the world, you will know at a glance! You go down first! Then he waved his hand and motioned for the Wheel King to leave first.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the huge book of life and death towering over the hall of life and death began to emit a dazzling golden light, and then rows of wonderful symbols and fonts began to arrange, and it didn't take long for paragraphs of text to appear.

The eighteen judges of the Netherworld sat neatly in their respective positions, and when the words appeared in the Book of Life and Death, they immediately injected spiritual power into the Linghao pen in their hands, and burned the information into the jade books on the table.

Each page is inscribed with a miniature teleportation array, which transmits this information to the lead soul emissary in each area, so that they can go to a designated location to attract souls to the Netherworld.

And as the words appeared, looking at the name of that person, the god suddenly felt that his mind was blank. He muttered to himself, "Why? Why is this happening? ”

I saw a row of large characters appear in the book of life and death:

Baicaomen Ye Xinghui, aged 120, died at 10:13 p.m. on October 6, 2012

Baicaomen Ye Jingyan, aged 36, died at 11:45 p.m. on October 6, 2012

Liu Sisi, 33 years old, died at 11:40 p.m. on December 6, 2012

Baicao Mending...

Baicaomen Chen...

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Thinking of this, Hei Wuchang couldn't help but sigh: "Old Bai, I'm actually very worried about Lord Hades. This time, the Baicao Gate was almost destroyed, fortunately, the little doctor fairy Ye Yuntian and Ye Er were not on the list, otherwise the Lord of the Hades God would not know how sad he would be, and he worked hard to protect the Baicao Gate for thousands of years, and in the end, the Baicao Gate was destroyed overnight, and he could not intervene in the world because of the laws of heaven. Is... ”

When Bai Wuchang heard this, he also shook his head and sighed and said, "Yes! Now there are only these two little guys left in this door, one is sixteen years old, and the other is just full moon, how can I live in the future! ”

The two impermanences were talking, and suddenly there was a huge explosion and air wave from the scene of the car accident just now, and the fire was soaring into the sky, and the air wave swept away many plants on the green belt with roots and turf.

The originally thin baby girl's crying stopped abruptly at this time.

The two of them were taken aback, and were about to step forward, when suddenly Bai Wuchang waved his hand and said, "Wait, old black listen, someone is coming, very fast!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a bright light flashed not far away, and a slender figure quickly jumped from a flying long sword in the air, and had already arrived at the scene of the car accident.

The person who came was none other than the Huaxia Kingdom Cultivation True Realm, the youngest little apprentice of Ye Xinghui, the ninth generation master of Baicaomen, and Ye Yuntian, the little doctor fairy. I only heard the young man's crisp but anxious shout: "Senior brother, senior brother, where are you?" "The face that was originally delicate and handsome was now as pale as paper.

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Today's Huaxia State cultivates the real realm, and the cultivation is divided into heaven and earth.

The Yellow Rank is the lowest, and the Heavenly Rank is the highest. Each level is divided into three levels: elementary, intermediate and advanced. Due to the loss of a large amount of spiritual energy, it is not easy for the current cultivators to be able to cultivate to the Xuan Rank. But once you enter the Xuan Rank, your lifespan can increase to 500 years.

Ye Xinghui, the master of the Baicao Gate, is one hundred and twenty years old this year, and his cultivation is at the intermediate level of the Xuan Rank. Today is the day of the full moon of his granddaughter Ye'er. Just as the full moon wine was over, he and his little apprentice Ye Yuntian were on their way back to Hangzhou when they were attacked by a group of black-clothed people.

Ye Yun was born with purple pupils, and his soul power was extremely powerful. At the age of fourteen, after advancing to the Xuan Rank, he even practiced the Baicaomen Zhenmen Peerless "Sixty-four Needles Great Huitian Needle Method".

Legend has it that as long as there is a breath left, even if the heart is broken, he can be rescued. Therefore, the name of the little doctor immortal resounded in the cultivation world and the modern medical community. was designated by Ye Xinghui as the next master of Baicaomen.

After the two were surrounded, under a vicious fight, the group of men in black was killed by Ye Xinghui, but he was seriously injured by a slap in order to save Ye Yuntian.

What the two of them didn't expect was that when Ye Yuntian was healing Ye Xinghui's injuries, he was suddenly hit by the strange force in Ye Xinghui's body, and the huge force rampaged through Ye Yuntian's body, hitting his heart directly, making him vomit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Ye Xinghui found out that the situation was strange and immediately stopped his lover from healing himself.

Thinking about the whole thing, Ye Xinghui only felt weird and inexplicable, the other party was well-armed and well-trained, and he must have been premeditated for a long time. And there was no wind at all. Knowing that there must be something strange about this, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Before dying, he made a long story short and told Ye Yuntian to be careful.

Ye Yuntian hugged his master, lowered his head and leaned over Ye Xinghui's ear, just listening to him not say a few words, there was no sound in his ears. looked at it in shock, only to find that Ye Xinghui had already widened his eyes, and he didn't bat at himself.

Ye Yuntian's heart suddenly cut like a knife, and he cried bitterly.

The moonlight was faintly sprinkled on the young man's body, and a breeze blew, blowing his long black hair that was scattered to his waist, revealing his delicate and handsome but pale face, and tightly pursed thin lips, making the young man look a distressing loneliness and sadness at the moment.

Suddenly, something even more bewitching appeared, Ye Xinghui's body was in front of him, turned into a cloud of dust and disappeared, leaving only a set of clothes.

Kneeling on the ground, holding the old man's clothes in his hand, Ye Yuntian only felt that his mind was blank: "Ah~~~~~~~ Master!" "He trembled ... There was a sharp cramping in his heart, and a long and terrible howl came out, followed by "Wow! A mouthful of blood spurted out.

His body was weak and almost fell to the ground, but he supported his crumbling figure with one hand. With his eyes closed, he breathed heavily, trying to calm his grief.

Finally, he opened his eyes, and the soft light of his eyes had been replaced by perseverance and a touch of ruthlessness.

He carefully put away Ye Xinghui's relics, but said clearly word by word: "Master, don't worry, the apprentice swears here, he will definitely take care of the senior brother's family, find the twelve elders, find out the real murderer of you, and avenge you." If you break this oath, your soul will be destroyed. ”

In just a few dozen minutes, the sixteen-year-old boy grew up rapidly.