A long, long time ago, the Vayi Continent was completely divided because of the Heavenly Tribulation, and with the migration of time, it gradually formed its own complete domain field, each domain field was guarded by barriers, and the different tribes that were divided evolved for thousands of years, and passed on their descendants in different domain fields, and the style of each domain field was different, and the domain field coexisted, but did not disturb each other.

The story takes place in one of these many domains, where the human beings live quietly, and the sects founded by monks with cultivation power on various hills, for hundreds of years, the cultivation of cultivation, the life of life.

The story of Nan Jiu and Wen Ziyao takes place in the Yushan Chasing Waves Sword Sect, one of these many mountain sects.

The Chasing Waves Sword Sect has a divine soldier named Chasing Waves, and in Nan Jiu's memory, it should have been sealed in Yushan two hundred and twelve years ago.

Because that day, he changed from an ignorant little snake to a little snake with ideas.

The aura emitted by that divine soldier was not aura, but the demonic aura that the spirits liked the most, but it was also strange, although it was demonic energy, it was always gentle in power, with an indescribable feeling.

At this time, the little elves under the feather mountain became lively, got a sudden cheapness, and rubbed a little cultivation, although the demonic energy only existed for three days, it was enough for many animals living in the mountains to be enlightened.

The world of Nanjiu is no longer filled with eyes and stomachs, and the black and white Hayama that used to be has also changed into various colors, and it took many days for Nanjiu to get used to the flowers in front of him.

He could also see the flickering mental power cultivation on all kinds of things, and naturally, he learned to collect and practice.

In Nanjiu's mind, he didn't know that he was a demon, and he was forced to accept all this, he thought that all his kind grew up like this.

I don't know how many years have passed, in addition to eating every day, Nan Jiu's life rhythm has one more cultivation, in addition to gradually being able to understand people's words, it seems to be back to before.

Another winter passed, and Nanjiu, who had finished hibernation, drilled out of his hole in the ground, ready to find his first full meal of spring.

Today's sun is especially face-saving, the earth is rejuvenated, and it is warm everywhere.

With a good mood, Nan Jiu wandered in the woods, and the sound of a group of monks cultivating on the top of the mountain came, and he was used to being clean, but he felt that this sound was not so annoying today.

He slowly climbed a tree, crossed his body, yawned, and waited for the prey to appear, the smell of all kinds of prey around him was endless, it was better to wait for the rabbit.

Just when Nan Jiu was about to fall asleep from the sun, the sound of several little monsters woke him up not far away.

Nan Jiu looked up and saw that there were several squirrel demons, surrounding a pure white squirrel, chattering and saying something.

Well? Pure white, extremely rare, I don't know if it's delicious or not, Nan Jiu thought about it, so he went over secretly, hibernating in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Humph! Stay away from us! None of us are going to play with a squirrel like you who doesn't even have the right coat color! The fattest squirrel in the middle stuck his waist and pointed at the white squirrel.

"That's it! It's stupid, we've all been enlightened for so long, and it can't even speak now! No rat wants to play with you! There was one next to him.

Nan Jiu looked at the little white squirrel that was besieged, it was holding its head, its big tail was curled, and the whole rat was in a group, leaning against the roots of the tree, trembling a little.

The fattest squirrel said proudly: "We know that your father is a human being, and your mother is a big demon, what if you are not stupid to be killed by an exorcist, you are not just useless, stained with human bones and blood, phew, half demon!" You still want to be friends with us, you dream of you! ”

The white squirrel trembled even more.