Ning Yi bought a relatively complete map scroll of the demon clan in Vermilion Bird City, in this scroll, most of the races in the four demon domains in the southeast and north were carefully depicted, as well as the distribution, over the years, the war within the demon clan has never stopped, especially the "Western Demon Domain" that is used as a chessboard by Zhuxiong.

Dozens of small demon domains, located vertically and horizontally, are divided in the Western Demon Domain, and behind the large and small forces, there are masters who carry the line.

If you want to find out who is behind the scenes, it is not difficult, there are only a few transcendent existences in the demon clan world.

For Ning Yi, what is more important is to find the "endpoint" on the chessboard.

The map of the Western Demon Domain in his mind spread out.

A long, winding line, starting from his own step into the depths of the Snake Clan's snow forest, all the way to the snake, forced to flee for his life, and finally extended to a dark place in the ancient scroll of the map of the Western Demon Domain.

There are no annotations on the scroll.

It's just a rough brushstroke, one left and one right, and a big cross is played.

Now there are far fewer pursuers.

Ning Yi stepped on the body of the fine snow sword, and looked back, the heavy snow in the snow field was still like a tide, but it had been farther and farther away from him, and it had died down.

This is the final "end"?

The planner successfully forced himself into the missing place of the map scroll of the Western Demon Domain.

In the entire Western Demon Domain, there is no force that wants to compete for this ancient land, just like a buffer between the Southern Demon Domain and the Heavenly God Plateau, which is close to the corner of the demon clan's world, prohibiting Qiduo.

Ning Yi lightly harnessed the flying sword and landed on a huge ancient tree, he frowned, looking at the snow-capped mountains and plateaus in the distance, if his guess was right...... This unknowable place should be an ancient ruin.

Ning Yi thought silently for a moment.

It didn't last long.

The sound of the rolling snow tide behind him approached again.

He swept in with his sword.

......

......

"He had nowhere to run. ”

Snow.

On the top of the mountain, a man and a woman stood still.

Jiang Lin's white robe was blown by the wind, and his eyes were calm, staring at the snow chips and mist below the mountain.

Wind Hunt.

Hibiscus crouched down, gently stretched out a finger, twisted the snow particles on the cliff, and then put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently.

Jiang Lin has always been a little curious about this junior sister's "destiny", from traveling from Badu City to the Western Demon Domain, the cardinal that originally hid the heavenly secret was covered by Ning Yi, and there was no breath pouring out, but it was found by his little junior sister.

"How are you...... Determine his location?"

Jiang Lin also squatted down and gently twisted a snow particle, as an ancient Qilin blood descendant of the demon clan, what flowed in his body was the most noble imperial blood, and his ability in all aspects was extremely strong, and his sense of smell was naturally no exception...... But unfortunately, he didn't smell anything abnormal, the heavy snow in the snow field of the West Demon Domain was quite fresh, fluttering and falling from the dome, without even a trace of peculiar smell.

Hibiscus smiled rarely, "It has nothing to do with the snow...... It's just that I've never seen snow, so I want to remember the smell of it. ”

Jiang Lin suddenly smiled a little embarrassed.

Hibiscus was silent for a moment, and said:

"It's not difficult to confirm a person's location, especially ...... It's him. ”

Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes, "Have you seen him before?"

Hibiscus shook her head.

She took a light breath of fresh snow from the top of the mountain, and was about to say something.

Hibiscus's eyes suddenly became solemn.

There was a slight tremor in the entire snowy mountain, and the snow around it became solid and stiff.

Who's this?

Before anyone arrived, it caused such a big commotion?

In the distant sky, an extremely fierce roar -

Jiang Lin's face remained unchanged, he stood up, and at the same time dusted off the snow chips of the white robe on the other shoulder with both hands, and said indifferently: "You go down the mountain and do what you have to do." As for me...... Little junior sister, I left Badu City not to hunt Ning Yi. ”

Hibiscus was a little stunned.

She jerked out the identity of the comer.

In the past few days, she has gone to the Western Regions, and what she has seen and heard, and some small and incomprehensible points accumulated in her mind, have finally been connected at this moment.

......

......

Eastern Demon Domain.

After the county lord returned from Badu City, he was silent and locked himself in the mansion, not saying a word, not saying a word, and no one knew what the county lord thought...... Bai Zao Xiu was obedient by nature, and he was afraid of falling when he was held in his hand by the Demon Saint, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth, and she was the most spoiled in the entire Eastern Demon Domain Golden-winged Dapeng Clan.

Since she was a child, she has been unfair, and who dares to provoke her?

Even if you encounter some "trivial things" and are wronged, you will never hold back, it stands to reason that at this moment, the lord of Bai County has already prepared a bow and crossbow to go out hunting, vent his anger, cut off a big head, hang it on his waist, or go to abuse the "furnace ding" captured by the human race, regardless of men and women, jump up and whip out of anger.

There is only Jiang Lin in Badu City!

Only him!

The two old men of the Netherworld stood respectfully at the door of the mansion, if they were ordinary clansmen who dared to be disrespectful to the county lord, the two of them only needed to make a move, and the other party was "Badu"...... There is also a demon saint in Badu, and it is very likely that there is more than one, the cultivation realm of the disciples in the door is extremely high, and the golden-winged Dapeng Bird is respected as the overlord of the Eastern Demon Domain, and in the face of Badu City, he must also treat each other with courtesy.

Not to mention...... This is the private matter of Lord Bai and Jiang Lin's little prince.

There's just nothing they can do.

The two of them only need to protect the safety of the county lord, after leaving the capital city a few days ago...... They expected to see the scene of the White County Lord being furious, but the truth made the "Nether" two a little disappointed.

Bai Zao left Badu, and almost returned to the "Chonglou Mansion" of the East Demon Domain in a straight line, and only did one thing in the middle.

She caught the "storyteller" who had a relationship in Vermilion Bird City, and took her thousands of miles back to the Eastern Demon Domain, and then threw it into the mansion.

Although the mansion is soundproofed, it is prohibited.

But with the cultivation of the two "Netherworlds", they always keep a mind in it.

It's been a very peaceful few days.

In the mansion, there are one cross wooden frame after another, but they have not been moved for many years, and they are covered with dust, and under the dust, there are dried blood stains.

Bai Zaoxiu likes to torture and beat those "slaves" with humble and lowly status, which is not a bad habit that is criticized in the demon clan, on the contrary...... In the world of the demon clan, it is normal for demons to eat people and demons to eat demons.

In this world, there are clear and insurmountable differences in race and status.

In the East Demon Domain, even if she eats alive the "human slave" preferred by a certain clan elder, no one will be held responsible, on the contrary, a large number of subordinates will applaud.

Those crosses have not been used for a long time.

The elders in her clan, especially her brother, told her that the path of cultivation requires the cultivation of the mind, and that she can cultivate a breath of anger, but she must learn to control her anger, suppress her anger, and not let her emotions dominate her.

In the world of demon clans, there are very few big demons with excellent temper and character. For example, the fire phoenix and the ancient road in the capital city are all great demon cultivators with deep anger, but just looking at weekdays, they all look like smiling, and they are easy not to get angry, if they are angry and are touched against the scales, then the consequences will be unimaginable.

But the little prince Jiang that Bai Zaoxiu likes can be regarded as a gentle and tranquil temperament, with the posture of a broken king, and also a hidden coercion, in the Southern Demon Domain, compared to his senior brothers, he obviously supports this Qilin prince with a peaceful temperament and a promising future.

Bai Zao sat in the courtyard without saying a word, a chess game was set up on her table, and on the other side of the table, sat the "storyteller" in a robe.

The white lord is wearing a golden silk white robe, this white robe is a treasure given by her second grandfather, named "Hundred Bird Robe", the word "Hundred Birds", originally Chaofeng, but unfortunately "Phoenix" and "True Dragon" have not appeared in the world of the demon clan for thousands of years, such a strong bloodline, derived from a lot of royal families, such as the "Fire Phoenix" in the capital city, although the name has a phoenix word, but only has half of the bloodline of "Tianhuang", in fact, this half of the bloodline is extremely strong.

The phoenix is not there, and the white bird is facing it, and it is the golden-winged Dapeng of the East Demon Domain!

The golden silk white robe is usually seen at a glance, the robe is plain white, reflecting the light scale light in the sun, if you flick it with your fingers, you will perceive the cold texture, if she is urged by cultivation, then the power of this robe will be brought into play, the golden-winged Dapeng bird is a well-deserved overlord of the Eastern Demon Domain, and there are many treasures, but her cultivation is now only stepping on the threshold of the thousand-year realm, giving the "Nirvana Treasure" too extravagant, and extremely inapplicable.

This "Hundred Bird Robe" is a treasure weapon at the level of a demon monarch, and it is extremely tough, with her current cultivation realm, she can resist attacks that cross one realm.

There are several jade plates in her waist bag, which contain talismans, connecting the "existences" that hurt her the most, one is her brother, the "crown prince" of the golden-winged Dapeng clan, and the other is the second grandfather, that is, the demon saint of the Eastern Demon Domain who is feared by the two elders of the Netherworld, in terms of cultivation realm and years, it may not be as good as the old man in Badu City, but the difference is not too far, and he is one of the two demon saints on the bright side of the clan.

The other, although he never came forward, has always held the Eastern Demon Domain.

Or even say...... It is not an exaggeration to hold half of the demon clan in the world.

That is the "White Emperor" of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan.

There is an emperor and an emperor in the world of the demon clan, after the fall of the "Eastern Emperor" two thousand years ago, the existence of the Northern Wilderness is called the "Dragon Emperor", making up for the vacancy of the throne, but it is a pity that the great existence who bears the dragon's blood does not like to be lively, a person sits in the forest of eternal sleep, it is said that he has ninety percent of the true dragon blood flowing in his body, and he is only one step away from being complete.

Extremely mysterious, extremely powerful.

The war between the Great Sui and the Demon Clan was protracted, and even Emperor Taizong, who was close to immortality, did not choose to start a full-scale war...... The reason is very simple, if you leave Tiandu, whether Taizong can win the one emperor and one emperor of the demon clan is an unknowable question.

The future of the human race cannot be gambled on such an unknowable issue.

Over the years, the Lotus Pavilion has used many wonderful methods to test the two great beings who have also ascended to the Mysterious Realm, but the answers they have come up with are not satisfactory.

Victory or defeat is unpredictable.

The closest thing to "exploring the truth" was Pei Min back then, who went straight to the demon domain alone, fighting three demon saints, and killing the entire northern world.

It's a pity that the "White Emperor" of the Eastern Demon Domain still sat still, without the slightest intention of making a move, and finally sent someone to send a talisman thousands of miles away, recovering the treasures of the three demon saints who died in battle, as well as the soul.

One emperor and one emperor in the Northern Wilderness and the Eastern Regions, just like the Taizong of the Great Sui Heavenly Capital, they sit firmly on the seat of the supreme person in the world, and under them are thousands of people and living beings, and the situation in the four realms is often the situation in the four realms, and millions of lives.

The results of the failure were too tragic.

Unacceptable.

So in the face of Pei Min, a fearless young challenger, Emperor Bai chose to avoid the battle.

As for the "Dragon Emperor" of the Northern Wilderness, he is older than the White Emperor, and his personality is even more indifferent, he has not left the Northern Wilderness for too long, and no challenger has dared to step into that forbidden realm for too long.

......

......

The "storyteller" was dressed in a robe, and he stared at the chessboard, and in front of him, one after another, chess pieces, clouded leopards, snakes, grasshoppers, snow spiders...... These chess pieces represent one race after another in the Western Demon Domain, and in fact, they are indeed one chess piece after another.

In front of the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, these weak races are no different from chess pieces.

He knew that the chessboard in front of him represented the Western Demon Domain.

These chess pieces...... It's a pawn in the East Demon Domain, but it's also his pawn.

Even if some of them do not belong to the Eastern Demon Domain, as long as he moves, then the race represented by the chess pieces will move with them.

Because the woman in front of him has this qualification.

Lord Bai smiled and said, "Sir, go on." ”

The storyteller's eyes were lowered, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks, and he gently wiped his chin with the palm of one hand to wipe away the sweat that had gathered in.

There were mottled blood stains on his fingertips, not because he was beaten, but because he was playing this game of chess, and his mental strength was too much to eat, and when he deduced, he couldn't help but bite his fingers with his lips and teeth, and over time, it caused this.

Every move he made was forcing the skinny "black chess".

Originally, where the black chess pieces were, there was a shadow shrouded in mist, and it was impossible to determine the location, and he moved more and more chess pieces behind him, and the chessboard of the West Demon Domain became more and more fragmented, and the shadow where the chess pieces were located became smaller and smaller.

He silently moved a "clouded leopard".

Bai Zaoxiu didn't see the slightest annoyance, but said softly: "It's almost over, how could you make such a mistake?"

She gently moved the "clouded leopard" back to its original position, and the demon tide that was originally forced into the dead corner of the snowfield, with the return of the "clouded leopard", the only hole that could be torn apart by the "black chess" did not exist.

The beads of sweat on the storyteller's forehead grew denser.

So he had no way to escape. ”

Bai Zao Xiupi praised with a smile: "Sir's chess is good." ”

The storyteller put down his chess pieces and fell silent.

In this game of chess, although it is said that she holds the piece, but if it goes against the will of the woman opposite, she will pick up the chess piece and return to its original position, where does she have the slightest right to speak?

The courtyard was filled with a faint smell of blood.

His eyes looked through the hat, looking at the solidified and dried blood stains on the cross, and the huge flagpole erected in the courtyard wall, on which hung a wind-dried skeleton, which looked horrible and dry to the point that only the joints remained, but there was still a layer of flesh sticking to it, and countless openings were broken in the skin, and if a strong wind blew, it would be poured into it by the wind and swollen into a huge sac.

The brightly dressed Bai County Lord gently bent two fingers and tapped on the tabletop, bringing the man back to her senses, she leaned back, leaned back comfortably, and after leaning comfortably on the back of the chair, her eyes moved up, and she immediately understood the mind of the "storyteller".

Bai Zaoxiu smiled and pointed to the broken wooden "mast", and said slowly: "This person has been hanging here for three years, you can rest assured, in the past three years, I haven't opened a killing ring...... It's just that he really me off too much. ”

The storyteller sighed, "The county lord didn't just come to play chess when he caught me, right?"

Bai Zaoxiu just smiled, did not answer, and pointed to the mast behind the storyteller.

The man pressed the hat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why did this person annoy the county lord?"

Bai Zaoxiu leaned closer and whispered: "I have a very good personality, considerate and gentle, and I have friends from afar, so I am naturally entertained with good food and drink...... But I can't stand the fact that others don't give face. I made an appointment to stay in my mansion before, but he didn't want to, he wanted to leave, and I couldn't stay, so I had to do that. ”

The storyteller was completely silent.

He rubbed his brow, but did not take off his hat, and at this point, there was nothing more to say.

It's just that I'm really unwilling.

He gritted his teeth and said, "What the county lord said in the restaurant before is not true?"

"Seriously, every word is serious. The woman in the robe of a hundred birds raised a hand carelessly, wiped the palm of her hand, the big sleeve flashed, all the chess pieces were smashed like mist, and the black chess pieces were scattered together, leaving only this boxy chessboard, this chessboard is also a rare treasure, which can be used to calculate the heavens, but it takes a lot of effort to deduce the holder.

Moreover, the elders of the clan have rules that they are only allowed to use it in this mansion, and if they leave the mansion, they cannot be taken away.

Bai Zaoxiu held the chessboard in one hand, the chessboard was called "Thousand Machines", and it kept getting smaller at the moment, until it turned into a boxy jade block that was no more than the size of a palm, and she could easily play with it at her fingertips, and then stopped the momentum.

She stared at "Qianji", didn't look at the man opposite, and said with a smile: "You left Suzaku City, and I didn't trouble you, but we met on the road, and you and I really have a fate, so I invite you to my mansion...... What, you're not happy?"

The storyteller can only be silent.

"I took a breath in Badu City, but although this breath was given to me by Jiang Lin, I don't blame him. Bai Zaoxiu said lightly: "Jiang Lin's anger, the county lord is willing to bear it and endure it." What I hate is that Terran woman surnamed Pei...... If it weren't for her, how could Jiang Lin treat me like this? It's a pity that that person is not in the demon clan, otherwise the county lord would definitely have picked off her skin, I want to see if this little beauty surnamed Pei can still please Jiang Lin without her skin. ”

The storyteller's lips trembled, and he didn't speak.

He pinched his palm, his eyes were complicated, that gaze was hidden under the hat, and when he looked at Bai Zaoxiu, he already had some sad sympathy.

This woman...... is a madman.

A complete lunatic.

"Everyone has secrets, and the lord of this county has never liked to ask too much. Bai Zaoxiu stood up slowly, and she said indifferently: "Presumably you came to the world of the demon clan and have your own plans, I don't care where you came from." ”

She raised her hand, the silver light of her sleeve robe buzzed, and a bright white snake shot out, instantly circling three times next to the storyteller, and did not close, with her pinching and closing her fingers, the white snake retracted her body, and instantly strangled the man in the robe, and after being tightly restrained, it was even a little difficult to breathe.

"The robe, and the hat...... It turned out to be a treasure?" Bai Zaoxiu glanced at it and said with a joking smile: "I underestimated you, these two treasures seem to be worth a lot of money, and they should still have the effect of stinging the shallow breath, right?" ”

On the storyteller's chest, a faint blue light emerged, if it weren't for this blue light, his chest would have been bloodstained by a white snake, the two treasures were pressed together, and the layers of grass blades made an overwhelming sound.

Bai Zaoxiu said indifferently: "I should have killed you, but I have a better attention now." ”

She didn't look at the man who was strangled by the white snake, after getting up, she walked to the corner of the courtyard, where there was a very tall and very large ancient banyan tree, Bai Zao Xiu came to the banyan tree, two fingers together, lightly stroked, the space "stabbed" cracked, this wisp of space was broken by her two hands, and there were constantly clouds and mist collapsing, revealing a small hole in the sky.

The bound storyteller, his pupils constricted.

He stared at the banyan tree.

It is very different from the "Starfire Portal" method of the Nirvana realm on the side of the Great Sui, it is estimated that this is the top powerhouse in the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan, and the small cave sky opened up for this White County Lord, the abundant starlight flows out and sweeps the ground, and there are all kinds of treasures and talismans suspended in it.

In terms of wealth, this Baijun Lord is so rich, I am afraid that in the entire demon world, among the demon monarchs, there are few who can compare with her.

The crown prince of the Eastern Demon Domain loves his sister very much, and he himself is a genius demon cultivator who does not rely on external objects, so most of the treasures he got were given to his sister.

Then put it in this "Banyan Tree Cave Heaven" opened up by the two ancestors of the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

Bai Zaoxiu first took out a talisman from the cave.

This talisman is the "Zhentian" talisman given to him by the second grandfather, the effect is so strong, suppressing a side of heaven and earth, if it is used, even if it is a cultivator in the realm of the demon monarch, the divine mind is not allowed to enter.

However, the opening of this cave immediately aroused the vigilance of the two old men of the "Netherworld", whose divine thoughts had just condensed, and they had not had time to speak.

Standing in front of the banyan tree, Lord Bai looked gloomy and said quietly: "The two grandfathers don't need to worry, I have some private matters to deal with next, so I will seal the mansion first, and I will come out in a while." ”

The two looked at each other.

Bai Zaoxiu suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, it's nothing, my brother always says that I am very angry, if he knows that I am tortured in the mansion again, I am afraid that I will be beaten again." ”

The two elders of the Netherworld glanced at each other, and there was a trace of relief in their hearts, which was a good thing.

was angry in Badu City, and if the county lord didn't vent, the two of them would feel strange.

The two divine thoughts dissipated.

Bai Zaoxiu's smile gradually disappeared, her expression was cold, she raised her hand, the "Zhentian" talisman slowly suspended in the air, and the sound of "hum" emitted power, and the glazed light rose everywhere, enveloping this mansion and becoming a perfect inverted bowl-like barrier.

The two old men outside the door looked at their noses and noses.

The "storyteller", who was bound by the white snake, began to struggle, but unfortunately everything was unsuccessful.

He stared at the white-robed woman standing in front of the banyan tree with her back to him, the more he looked at it, the more crazy he felt, Ye Hongfu, who was said to be a "madman" in the whole world of the Great Sui, was not as good as half of this woman.

However, Bai Zaoxiu did not do it directly.

She seemed to stand indifferently outside the cave, looking at the treasures between the clouds and mist, and then selecting one by one, every time she touched it, the blood in her body trembled slightly, and the anger in the depths of her eyes continued to brew and suppress.

After dozens of breaths, she had selected several treasures, and then turned to look condescendingly at the man who was constantly trembling.

Bai Zaoxiu smiled: "Scared?"

The white snake that was tightly bound like a rope slowly wound up, tightening the robe even tighter, and there was already a subtle "bang" and "bang" sound.

The hissing snake letter spit slowly, the snow-white snake head pressed against the man's cheek, and the scarlet snake letter licked the beads of sweat a little.

Bai Zaoxiu has always been curious about his appearance.

But she didn't take the hat off.

Because now is not the time.

She's going to stay until ...... That last moment.

The woman lifted the white snake tail with one hand, and the man's struggling body was dragged on the bluestone floor of the mansion, she dragged him through the corridor, into the depths of the mansion, only to know how cruel and violent this woman was, the strong smell of blood wandered in the depths of the corridor, and the lawn around it had unfilled pits, as well as severed arms and stumps.

The "storyteller" opened his eyes wide.

He could even hear his own breathing.

It's a short journey, but it's a long one.

Bai Zaoxiu seemed to enjoy this kind of "witnessing the torment", and she deliberately slowed down her pace until she reached the hidden mansion.

She pushed the door open.

The wind poured back.

The smell of blood washed away a lot.

The tightly bound storyteller was a little confused, he gasped, twisted his head with difficulty, and looked in the direction of the door behind him...... In the darkness, there was a surge of light.

It was a formation.

A formation that was secretly set up in the White Morning Rest Mansion led to an unknown place.

Bai Zaoxiu carried him and stepped into the formation.

......

......

"Boom".

It's the sound of snow collapsing.

After years of accumulation, the snow has accumulated too thick and deep in the place where it has just landed, and it only takes one step to step out, and these snow chips can not bear it, and they fall with a bang.

Ning Yi lightly stepped on the fine snow, in front of him was a thick dead wood branch that was rapidly smashed, Ning Yi held the red cherry blossom Xiao Nizi Yingying's slender waist with one hand, and the other hand was around the knee of Xiao Nizi's calf, her delicate body was like a piece of warm jade, exuding a faint and refreshing fragrance.

The flying sword was trampled on the ground and shook downward, no longer going to meet Ning Yi's next landing point as before, but hanging upside down twice according to his thoughts, and swept into his waist by himself.

Ning Yi stepped on the snow wood all the way, and the speed was extremely fast.

So this snow forest, the high place is like a pure white snow rain, crackling sound continuous and dense thoughts, the snow tide like a waterfall falling in unison.

Finally stopped at a high point.

The power of the mountain scroll poured out, and the divine thoughts swept for several miles, "watching" the scene in front of him, the scene of the snow-capped mountain should be magnificent, but here was a dead silence, and there was a fluttering broken flagpole in front of him, frozen into ice slag.

"Childe ......"

A soft snorting sound.

Fleeting.

Hong Sakura was held in Ning Yi's arms, such an intimate gesture, and such a close distance, her face gradually became red, and her earlobes were hot, I couldn't tell if it was because it was too cold around, or because of "Ning Gongzi" hugging her.

All of Ning Yi's minds were condensed in the distant thoughts, he hadn't noticed anything wrong, he had been flying with a sword in the past few days, fighting a lot, and at critical moments, it was basically this posture, and the suspicion between men and women had long been taken into account...... What's more, the red cherry blossom little girl grew up under Wu Jiu's hands, and she was born with no sense of "avoiding suspicion".

Running for my life before, I really didn't feel like this now.

Sakura pursed her lips.

Escaping the danger, the heart should have become calm, why is it more intense now?

She looked at Ning Yi and saw a pair of eyes as deep as the sea.

Ning Yi said softly: "It's okay, there's no one here." ”

The mind swept over, but no "living creatures" were found, not even the unenlightened creatures that could be seen everywhere in the snowfield.

......

......

Take a leap.

Jump off the ancient tree.

Ning Yi landed on the soft snow, he slowly stepped into this "ruins" located in the most corner of the West Demon Domain, the thick fog dispersed, the snow came to his face, under the foot of this majestic snow-capped mountain, there were broken masts, broken flags hunting wildly, shaking out the sound of the wind.

I don't know where it leads......

It is better to say that it is a "ruin" than a "ruin".

Too dilapidated, too barren.

He frowned, looking at the faint silhouette of the fog in the distance.

"There used to be a 'human' ...... here"

After the fog cleared, Ning Yi saw clearly where the entrance was, it was a low and narrow ancient building lined up in a row, one by one, closely connected like tofu blocks, but there was no beauty, and it did not have the beauty of the location south of Zhongzhou in the Great Sui, and it was too old.

The outer edges of the walls of these wooden pavilions are covered with traces of the erosion of time.

Ning Yi suddenly felt that his shoulder was lightly beaten.

He was slightly stunned for a moment, and then saw the shy little girl in his arms, her face was flushed, weak, leaning on her arms, holding a voice like a mosquito and a fly, and murmuring very softly: "Ning Gongzi...... I can walk myself......"

The two of them walked on the road of this "ancient town".

One big and one small, one with his head down, and one pretending to be calm.

Hong Ying didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Ning Gongzi's actions, on the contrary, she ...... She felt very comfortable, but her heart was beating faster and faster, and after landing, everything got a lot better, and Xiao Nizi regretted it a little, what happened to her walking, she really shouldn't spoil the atmosphere just now, I don't know if Ning Gongzi will hug herself next time......

Ning Yi suddenly said: "I didn't think that the so-called 'forbidden land' in the Western Demon Domain turned out to be this kind of place, it doesn't look like the process of the Demon Cultivator's casting, and it is very different from the place where we live in the Vermilion Bird Domain. ”

Xiao Nizi nodded, indeed, those inns and houses in the Vermilion Bird Domain, because of the consideration of the demon clan's "natal true body", were built extremely tall, and they exuded a wild and rough energy, but the buildings here are more like customized residences for human beings.

"That's not how the architecture of the Great Sui is. Ning Yi said indifferently: "I have lived in the poorest Xueling deserted temple, I have seen the pavilions in the slums, it is impossible to build so exquisitely, although it still does not collapse after thousands of years, I have also lived in the most prosperous Tiandu Imperial City, where red bricks and green tiles, it is impossible to use this material to repair buildings." ”

It looks like two worlds have been kneaded together.

Rough materials, exquisite craftsmanship.

Ning Yi walked towards a wooden house, he stretched out one hand, naturally pulled the hand of the red cherry blossom Xiao Nizi, and the other hand hovered at the door, and said calmly: "Don't worry, everything is with me." ”

Red Sakura took a deep breath and hummed heavily.

Ning Yi pushed open the wooden door, the hoarse wind and snow poured in, the two of them entered the house, Ning Yi closed the wooden door again, isolated the noise from the outside world, and took out a talisman at the same time.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, but it was not blazing, and it glowed softly, like a bright lamp.

The small pavilion was immediately illuminated.

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, the pavilion he chose was not big, there was only a bed, nothing else, and a wooden bookshelf that was almost empty.

The talisman hung at the top of the pavilion, emitting light steadily.

Red Sakura was a little uneasy, standing in place, not saying a word, and not daring to touch anything easily.

Ning Yi squatted down, two fingers lightly tapped the wooden floor, and the sound he made was quite low, indicating that there was no secret cellar, secret passage, such things...... He frowned, looked around again, and confirmed what was in front of him.

There is only one bed.

for rest.

There is also a wooden frame.

For books.

Ning Yi stepped forward, did not touch it directly with his fingers, but cautiously, and held up the only "ancient book" on the shelf with Xinghui, he didn't expect to see any appalling secrets, after Xinghui opened the pages, he really didn't disappoint him, this is not a "wordless heavenly book", which is densely packed with Sanskrit.

"Buddhist scriptures?"

Ning Yi's face was expressionless, he twisted his eyebrows again, he carried the little girl with red cherries, pushed open the door, left the house, and then ran to the next one, in the wind and snow, the two people pushed the door back and forth, and entered the pavilion the size of more than a dozen tofu blocks.

Each of these exquisitely built "huts" is identical, and the snow has been howling here for an unknown number of years, and the original occupants of this place have died for an unknown number of years.

No bones in sight.

But the contents of the house were intact and not broken in the slightest.

A bed, a wooden frame, and an ancient book filled with obscure Sanskrit.

Looks...... It's like a once holy and lonely place of mission.

It's just that it's located in the world of the demon clan, so it seems a little out of place.

"When I was very young, I heard that ......" Sakura apparently noticed this, timidly saying, "'We' can get 'liberation'." ”

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows.

Sakura pursed her lips, memories flooding through her mind.

My mother took her and ran through the snow.

Spilled blood.

Choppy sound.

"Escape...... Red cherry blossom ...... Just run. ”

"Flee to the land of the dead, and we can be liberated. ”

The place of the dead.

These four words, from the mouth of the red cherry blossom, she spoke slowly, narrating the escape of her childhood, when her mother was finally dying, told herself that in this world, there are many "people", like herself, born destined for fate.

And there are many ways to fight fate.

This world is very big, where can you flee to?

"The Land of the Dead......" Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, he stared at the ancient book suspended in front of him, his fingertips rubbing those obscure Sanskrit words, if he changed Pei Yatou, he might be able to understand what these Buddhist scriptures were saying.

But Ning Yi didn't need to understand.

He knew what these sutras said.

Dongtu, Xiling, Lingshan, and Taoism, the two largest "forces" of the Great Sui except for the royal family, sprinkled faith all over the world, but unfortunately, often when people are in the dark, they do not believe that they can go out, but believe that the ethereal "gods" will bring "light" to them.

This should be the origin of the "place of death" in the mouths of human beings in the world of the demon race.

This is a missionary place, many years ago, the incense of Buddhism spread here, and the Buddhist scriptures placed on the wooden shelves are nothing more than to teach those who are lucky enough to escape here to learn to be patient, to learn to be alone, to believe that there is still light in this world, to believe that the wind and snow outside the house will disappear...... In the world of the demon clan, I don't know how many "places of death" like this there are.

But there will never be a "deceased".

Because light is never brought by ethereal "gods".

Ning Yi understood this truth not too late.

A long time ago, he was also the believer who burned incense in the Xiling Temple and begged the Bodhisattva to kowtow, and lined up in the pursuit of freedom and equality...... It's a pity that one day he picked up the sword.

He no longer believed in fate.

Destiny is never in God's hands.

In the scabbard, in the fist, in one's own heart.

Ning Yi closed the ancient book and asked, "Do you believe it?"

There was a moment of silence.

Sakura shook her head.

She smiled and said, "If my mother hadn't died, I would have believed it, right?"

Ning Yi sighed.

Many lucky people took refuge here, and spent a fairly safe period of time, and if nothing else, their daily life was quite hard, and the wind and snow here were too great, and if they did not repair enough, it would be extremely inconvenient to travel.

Not to mention filling your stomach.

As for the final ending...... Naturally, they all died.

Ning Yi laughed at himself, maybe they got the "death" they wanted?

He led the red cherry blossoms, walked out of the ancient house, and looked at the snow trail that was about to come to an end, empty on both sides, no life, no bones, as if a vast parade had been organized.

Ning Yi frowned, he imagined such a picture in his mind.

In the originally empty streets, in the "tofu blocks" around them, people kept pushing the door out, wearing tattered linen robes, and they struggled to move forward, and their faith made them fearless, and finally went to some unknowable depth.

So there is today.

He let out a long breath, and he couldn't figure out a question.

Those people did die.

But where did they die?

......

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(I took a look at the book review area, and I also looked at the backstage, and this month it has 100,000 words, so it should be 20,000 words short.) Today, I started to make up the update, this chapter is 10,000 words, and 4,000 words have been added. Ask for everyone's monthly pass~)