When I woke up again, the man was lying on the edge of a stream.

The brook is murmuring, the grass is green, and the red leaves in the water are far away with the flowing water.

Looking forward along the flowing water, I found a clear pool, in which there was a beautiful woman bathing, only giving me a white porcelain-like back.

The woman's long hair reached her waist, and she was wet with the stream. The mist rises, and the graceful female body looms.

When I first woke up, I should have wondered where I was, or why I wasn't dead, but now all my thoughts were drawn to this naked woman.

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

The poem in the Book of Poetry came to my mind, and I felt that my soul was hooked by the woman, and my eyes would not move.

The water in the pool is waist-high, but it is crystal clear.

The blue waves are faint, and the white porcelain-like bare back is particularly dazzling, with a natural sexiness. Charming but not demonic, glamorous but not vulgar.

The perfect body curve, the waist is slender and not full of grips, but it is amazingly plump up at the hip position.

The two round beautiful legs are tight and attractive, and every inch exudes the amazing beauty of the female body.

When she turned around, I was shocked before I could panic.

I never thought that there would be such a beautiful woman in the world.

This happened only once when I saw her emerge from the Yellow River in Xiaba Village, but she was not the same as her sister-in-law.

Although the concubine is also extremely beautiful, she has a repulsive indifference in her bones, but the woman in front of her clearly wants to hook away all the souls of people.

The cheeks are fresh and fresh, the nose is greasy and goose fat, gentle and silent, and the view is amiable.

"You're awake." The Yiren opened their mouths crisply, like a yellow bird singing in a deep valley.

"Hmm." I hummed softly and hurried away from it.

By the time I turned around again, the Iren were already dressed.

She was wearing an ink-colored neon dress, with wide water sleeves and a narrow waist, which looked like a dream.

I finally came to my senses, and first pinched my thigh with my hand, and the corners of my mouth twitched in pain, only to realize that this was not a dream.

Since it's not a dream, the question is, why didn't I die?

With this in mind, I perceive the existence of the entrance with my knowledge.

The vast portal world is no longer there, but the depths of my sea of consciousness are not a void, but have returned to the state where I opened the entrance.

Heaven and earth are cloudy, and there is chaos.

Perceiving carefully, there is nothing in this chaos, and the dark and indifferent spirit banner is faintly visible.

I was very surprised that the spirit banner did not fly away with the collapse of the entrance, and I had already asked the Emperor of Beiyin to give it to my concubine. The spirit banner contains the will of the heroic spirit who died in battle, and the Emperor of the Northern Yin can detect its movements with the eyes of the Netherworld.

In addition to the spirit flag, I also felt two familiar beings from the chaos.

The moon and the breeze are there.

The bright moon always accompanies me, and the breeze is free to swim.

Unexpectedly, the three most important things in my hallway are still in my sea of consciousness, and my hallway is not completely broken, but has returned to its original state.

The entrance is the product of the sympathy between heaven and man, and even the heterogeneous cultivation method of Ah Li has its own entrance.

There are Taoist priests, gods, people of the underworld, demons, Ali, and wizards. The sympathy between heaven and man was the main way for humans to communicate with nature as early as the wizarding era, and the entrance existed as soon as people were born, but most people could not open it up. It's like a seed, but not all seeds can sprout,

Takes root, blossoms and bears fruit.

I didn't rejoice for too long and began to be depressed, the seed of the entrance is still there, and I may open it up again in the future, but my heart is still empty.

There is no one in the empty heart, and all the memories have become clouds of the past.

I can remember everything that happened since I was a child, but from the perspective of a bystander.

The Nayi stood beside me and remained silent, leaving me to be confused by my thoughts.

"Vegetables have no heart to live, what will happen if people have no heart?" I came back from my thoughts and asked her this question.

After asking, I began to regret it and became nervous.

At the beginning, Bigan was a death proverb in exchange for this sentence, and I was afraid that I would be the same as him.

"You come with me."

She didn't answer my words and just asked me to follow her.

I remember that I fell from the Blood Refining Abyss, but the current environment has nothing to do with the blood qi soaring from the Blood Refining Abyss.

The white clouds are long, and the empty valleys are long. Poetic and picturesque, birds and flowers.

As I walked, the Iren led me to a trail that led to the top of the mountain. The path twists and turns, and both sides are covered with bluegrass.

Halfway up the mountain, I saw a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

The Taoist temple occupies a small area, is built of mountain stones, and blends with the mountain scenery. At this time, it was dusk, and the Taoist temple was reflected by the afterglow of the setting sun, which looked particularly dusty.

Walking to the top of the mountain, the Yiren led me to the door of the Taoist temple and pushed the door in.

It is said to be a Taoist temple, but there is only one gate, one courtyard and one hall.

I followed her into the main hall, and there was no statue of the god in the main hall, only a portrait hanging on the nave.

The portrait depicts the back of a man, dressed in a robe as black as ink.

It's the Demon Dao Patriarch!

I once saw the portrait of the Demon Dao Patriarch in the sacrificial temple of the Dongyi tribe, but I didn't expect to see his portrait here again.

That means he's been here.

"What the hell is this place?" I asked.

"The entrance left behind after the death of the demon god."

"Which demon god?"

"The master of the 100,000 mountains."

"Wasn't his entrance shattered by Heavenly Dao himself?"

"It's not a complete hallway, it's a broken corner."

After saying this, Yiren reached out and tore off the portrait of the Demon Dao Patriarch, revealing a stone door behind the portrait.

The stone gate leads to the underground, and the further down you go, the stronger the magic becomes.

No wonder I couldn't sense a little magic outside, it turned out that all the magic was sealed into the belly of the mountain by the portrait of the Demon Dao Patriarch.

I don't know how long we walked, but finally we came to the door of a mysterious hall, and at this time the magic was already strong and could not be dissolved.

Seeing that Yiren stretched out his hand to push the door of the temple, I couldn't help but shout, "Don't open it." ”

I can sense that all the demonic intent is emanating from the main hall, and this hall should be the legendary Hall of Ten Thousand Demons if I guess correctly.

When Baili Chunqiu jumped from the crack in the abyss of blood refining, he must have come to the entrance of the demon god like me. At that time, the Demon Dao Patriarch had not yet come, and the Ten Thousand Demon Hall had not yet been sealed by him.

"It's got what you need." After saying that, the Yiren stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the temple.

As soon as the door of the temple opened, demonic intent poured out wildly. The smell of evil and madness spreads everywhere.

But for some reason, I wasn't affected in the slightest.

It soon dawned on me that the devil was born of the heart, and I was a hollow person, so no matter how strong the demonic intent was, it didn't work for me.

The main hall is dark and dark, and rows of statues can be faintly seen on both sides.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, the statue depicts ten thousand demons naturally. All of them are hideous and ugly, and they are terrifying.

As I walked along, I saw a gap on the right side, as if a golem was missing.

"What is missing is Gu Demon." Iren whispered.

"Gu Demon? Aren't these statues, but real demons? I asked.

"Yes. I advise you not to stare into their eyes, for if they choose, the seal will be lifted and your body will be taken over. ”

As soon as she said that, I quickly looked away from the statues on either side.

"Well, I forgot, they won't choose you."

I didn't understand what she meant, and I wanted to ask, but I found that she had already turned and moved on.

At the end of the main hall there is an altar, and the faint demonic flames are burning around the altar, which is also the only light source in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

On top of the altar is a mysterious bronze coffin, which looks particularly familiar.

"Soul Coffin?" I asked, surprised.

The Iren did not reply to my words, but knelt down reverently under the altar and recited a mysterious and lengthy incantation.

She doesn't read human language, and the syllables are weird.

With her incantation, the flames around the altar burned more and more intensely. It was only a foot high, but now it has swelled to a foot.

Not only did the demonic flame change, but so did the atmosphere in the main hall.

I felt a myriad of evil eyes watching over me from behind, or rather cursing me behind my back, reminding me of the Demon Eye.

The curse of the Ten Thousand Demons is not only me, but also the Yiren in front of me. I saw her body trembling slightly, as if she was in great pain.

……

The magic is getting richer and stronger, and it's getting more and more eerie.

In the quiet hall, the sound of Yiren chanting mantras echoed.

Finally, after reciting the last syllable of the incantation, Yiren opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood that had been suppressed for a long time.

A heavy grinding sound sounded from the altar, and the Soul Suppression Coffin was removed, and something slowly flew out of it, suspended in the air. It's a human heart.