Miao Miao earth, all things are prosperous, the sound of the piano is sorrowful, and its joy is harmonious; however, there are demons ravaging the earth, called the Han Zhu; its shape is like a cow, white body, four corners, its pride is like a cloak, like to eat people; in an instant, the living beings are devastated, and the bones are full of bones; the hellfire is three mountains and four seas, and it is indestructible. As a result, the heavens resented the anger of the people, and the group attacked it, which was called "evil spirit" in history.

The spirit of the sword is killed and the form of the god is scattered; its bones and blood are turned into spirits and placed in the body; thousands of years have been clear, undefeated and indestructible, and it has been like going out。。。。。

10,000 years later。。。。。。。。。

Miao Miao earth, all things are prosperous, the sound of the piano is sorrowful, and its joy is harmonious; however, there are demons and demons who abuse it, which is called the Han Zhu; its shape is like a cow, with a white body and four horns, and its pride is like a cloak, and it likes to eat people; in an instant, the living beings are devastated, and the bones are full of white bones; the hellfire is three mountains and four seas, and it is indestructible. As a result, the heavens resented the anger of the people, and the group attacked it, which was called "evil spirit" in history.

The sword is killed and the god is scattered; its bones and blood are turned into spirits and placed in the body; thousands of years have been clear, undefeated and indestructible, and it has been like going out......

10,000 years later......

Six months, nearly six months of hard fighting, finally won!

On the Chizi Peak in Muchuan County, the cold wind wrapped in heavy snow blew so that people's eyes could hardly be opened. The originally white snow was now eerily red—it was the blood of countless people. Some of the blood was still flowing at an extremely slow rate, before it had time to clot into ice. Most of the flowers on the plum trees are gone, and they have entered the river of blood on the ground, seeping into the cracks of ice and snow, like the fine wine that God has prepared to bury, forever immersed in the ground, waiting for fermentation, waiting for the refreshing fishy fragrance.

With such a large sea of plum blossoms and plum trees as far as the eye can see, it would be nice if the purpose of coming here was not to kill people but to enjoy plum blossoms......

Many of the young people who participated in this massacre, after winning this battle, did not have much joy, but looked around or into the distance in a daze, not knowing what they were thinking.

Chizi Peak is a winter plum blossom holy land, originally into the winter season, countless tourists will be in groups, three or five of each other invited, no money in this nearby shed, order two or three plates of dim sum, and then a few pots of wine, while chatting in the snowy scenery, enjoy the red or white plum blossoms. Those who have the wealth go to the "Xunfang House" and sit in the best position to eat exquisite desserts, and it just so happens that the place where you can see the mountainside, the spring water that never condenses, flutters and shuttles from under the many plum trees, and takes away a few delicate and quiet petals by the way.

Can ...... now

"It's a pity to ......" The words "It's a pity" sighed softly from the mouth of a young man, and the people around him sighed leisurely as if they knew what he was sorry for.

The original doorpost of Xunfang Mansion made of agarwood, painted with red paint, became strange and abnormal under the soak of a large amount of blood, and it seemed to be a crying and smiling human face, not to mention that the extremely luxurious decorative objects in the house were almost looted. The whole mansion was in shambles, stained with blood, as if silently crying about the arrogance and greed of the invaders!

"Ziyang, is it really right for us to do this?" A boy who looked like a little Taoist priest with an iron crown on his head opened his mouth softly, and asked the young man who sighed before in a low voice, his eyes lost his previous firmness and fanaticism, and the breath that seemed to come out of his mouth was full of doubts.

"Evil demons are outside, everyone will be punished!" said the bundled crown trail named Ziyang categorically, "but...... It is indeed wrong to take advantage of the situation and loot".

Ziyang looked at the surrounding mountains of corpses that could barely see the top, and looked at the cold spring that was already blood-red, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart. He frowned slightly as he looked at the group of people behind him who were happily collecting the spoils of war.

"I don't understand, junior brother...... Why?" Ziyang asked the young man next to him suspiciously and slightly melancholy. His junior disciple lowered his head and seemed to be sobbing a little, "Most of the disciples of our small sect are charging forward, and they are almost dead, but until now, I don't know what I'm doing. Which evil god did we kill? Which demon did we kill? Senior Brother Ning died, and so did Rong Rong...... Many people died in battle...... Brother...... Rong Rong didn't have long to get his first glimpse...... I was forced to participate in it...... If it's the demons who are really slaughtering, then what are they doing?!" The young man's gaze pointed to the smiling people who had managed to survive and loot the spoils, and the young man's expression changed from sadness to resentment, "We are...... Qiang ......" "Zimeng!" Ziyang let out a low sigh and interrupted his junior brother's words.

When he received the order from his master a few months ago, he only knew that it was to kill demons and eliminate demons! But he didn't know where he was slaying demons, his brothers didn't know, and even the master and elders didn't know. It was because of a "royal decree" issued by the leader of the cultivation realm, Taidou, that the disciples of the hundred schools of thought were forced to dare not obey; even if they were a small sect like them whose power was so weak that they could hardly protect themselves, they had to send more than a dozen people without knowing it, and they called it "helping", but in fact they were acting as bait and meat shields.

"There are some things that don't need to be said again, there is nothing for us to do here, gather the remaining disciples, let's go" Ziyang said leisurely.

At the end, there were only five gasps left, silently stepping over countless corpses, trampling on the crimson pavement, and supporting each other towards the bottom of the mountain.

As he walked, he suddenly heard an almost crazy laugh, "Dongxuan Spirit! Hahahaha, that's right!"

This sound instantly made the people who were still searching for the treasures in the corners of the place stop what they were doing, turn around in unison, and then involuntarily walked over. Ziyang and the others were also shocked, and they stopped with a pause.

I saw that with the broken and weird blood wall as the background, the decaying and melancholy curtain as the background. A stocky middle-aged cultivator was holding in his hand something that looked like jade but not jade, water instead of water, the texture of the thing was like mercury, but it glowed with a warm brilliance. Under the gaze of many hot eyes, this short and fat middle-aged cultivator respectfully handed over the things in his hand to an old man with white hair and dignified appearance.

"Venerable, this is a fragment of Dongxuan's spirit body, right?" As if because he couldn't suppress the intense joy, the voice that broke through his throat was a little trembling and hoarse.

The old man took the artifact and looked at it carefully for a long time, and his originally serious and indifferent face showed a trace of admiration. He held the fragment in one hand, slowly touched his long beard with the other, and said with a smile, "Yes, it's the Dongxuan Spirit Body." It's just a pity that it's fragments. A small fragment made the cold old man smile, and it was obvious what a good thing it was!

The crowd below instantly stirred.

"Dongxuan Spirit! It's really Dongxuan's Spirit," a person who had never seen anything in the world but liked to inquire about all kinds of rumors, swallowed his saliva and exclaimed. The other looked at the somewhat dull man and said, "What is that? It looks like it's just a small piece, not as big as my fist, what use can it be?" Hearing this, the people around cast mocking glances almost unanimous, and a thin bamboo pole laughed twice and said, "I haven't seen it, I haven't heard of the Dongxuan spirit body?" One of the two wonders in the world, it is said that these two parasitic spirits were formed after the death of Han Qi, and they are extremely powerful. One is called "Baozun", the other is called "Dongxuan", the host body of the former is brutal, copper skin and iron bones, muscles and bones are all treasures. The latter's spiritual sense is extremely powerful, if this spiritual consciousness is turned into a physical object, it can forge an artifact!" The dull man seemed to understand whether he understood or not, "This time the demon is a few feet away, and he can shoot us with his mental power, and he can also gain insight into what we want to do......" The man seemed to be surprised to find a terrible problem, and patted his head with a big hand and said loudly: "We killed the host of a Dongxuan spirit body?!" A group of people looked at the dull man with a smile, and one of them said in a tone that didn't know whether to envy or mock: "Kill? It's just sealed!"

The others turned their heads to look at the young man, who had a very similar appearance to the "Venerable's" clothes, and immediately did not understand what he was talking about. "What? six months! not killed?" suddenly an exaggerated question burst through the sky. The mood of the crowd, which had calmed down a little, became tense again.

After nearly six months of continuous fierce battles, this demon was not killed but sealed??!!!! so many corpses and mountains of blood were just sealed?!!, and what was even more ridiculous was that until now, there were few people who had seen the true face of this demon, because it was not quite profound, as long as it was closer, it would be a dead end.

"Yes, it's just a seal, after all, it's the host of Dongxuan's spirit body, and its spiritual sense is so powerful that it can't be killed at all. Unless you can, you can pull the spirit out, but that needs to be close ......," the young man said with some regret as he took a deep breath.

"Close to the close" is a very cold joke. I have to say that the price of the host spiritual sense of Dong Xuan's spirit body is that his body is weak, if he can get close, then if he wants to kill him, he may only need to poke it with a finger a little hard, and it will be effortless to catch him. But only if you can get close.

Everyone sighed in unison, each with their own thoughts, no one can get close...... The young man said: "I Qinghui Sect's ten protectors are all folded inside, so I can use my heart and blood to seal that demon, but don't you look at how far away it is from that demon. Of course, this "distance" has deep skills, but it is naturally not seen if it is shallow. But at this point, everyone was a little unhappy in their hearts.

Let's say that the old man on the stage is Taishan Beidou in the world of cultivating immortals, the real person in charge of the "Qinghui Sect". But he didn't like to be called "Zhangjiao", and he was more used by the more inscrutable title of "Venerable".

After the Venerable saw the fragments of the Dongxuan Spirit Body, he ordered someone to take a brocade box and carefully put the fragments into it. looked at the greedy and jealous people below who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and there was a slight look of meaning on their faces. That's right, in the immortal cultivation realm, he has the final say. The greatest benefit of this feats must also be taught by his Qinghui.

"I have worked hard for all the children of the Immortal Family, and I have been fighting bloodily with the Sect for several months. There are many immortal sects present today, and if they are in trouble with each other, I, the Qinghui Sect, will definitely do our best to help! The follow-up seal reinforcement matters still need to be taken care of by the head of the sect to prevent the demons from breaking the seal. A middle-aged man with a lot of prestige beside His Holiness said.

Everyone secretly cursed in their hearts for being cunning and cunning, but on the surface they were respectful. However, he secretly stretched out his hand into his arms and looked at the heavy "loot", and his heart was calm again, thinking to himself, "Qinghui Sect didn't move the loot in the whole audience, and they all took it to these children of the next family." That treasure was accidentally discovered, so after all, in fact, this old Taoist also has a conscience!"

So he dissolved the dissatisfaction in Shicai's heart, and happily followed the middle-aged man down the mountain. And the Ziyang team, which only had five people left in the end, also followed everyone to support each other.

Suddenly, on the overcrowded hill, only three old men and a few subordinates remained.

"Dongxuan Spirit Body, Dongxuan Spirit Body......" Venerable seemed to be thinking about something, frowning slightly.

"Senior brother, if the Dongxuan spirit body comes out, then ...... It's not too far from the time when what we're looking for appears, do you want your subordinates to send someone to investigate?" asked an old man with a short beard on the left.

His Holiness shook his head, half-squinted his eyes, and said, "Why should we come out of such a big matter. Intentionally planting flowers and flowers do not bloom without intentionally planting willows and willows, things, just sit and wait for it to come to fruition, do not have to interfere too much. ”

At this time, the middle-aged short and fat cultivator who found the fragment laughed and said, "What His Holiness said is, look at the expressions of the group of people below just now looking at the fragments; if it weren't for the fact that we are from the Qinghui Sect, I'm afraid we would have come up and robbed it a long time ago! What are we anxious about, as long as we spread this matter, someone will naturally help us find it!"

The short-bearded old man glanced at Humpty Dumpty and shook his head slightly. His Holiness said indifferently with an expressionless face: "Your words...... Some are too much. ”

Humpty Dumpty shuddered and immediately stopped talking.

After a few people took care of things on the mountain, they also went down the mountain.

At this time, the snow in the sky was even bigger, and the red streams on the ground had all condensed. The plum trees within a radius of 100 miles are crooked, and only a few dead branches that have been burned by magic remain. And the "Xunfang Mansion", where dignitaries and nobles often come to enjoy the scenery and have fun, in addition to becoming dilapidated, there are ten more statues inside - ten statues in different postures, holding various magic weapons, and the magic weapons are flashing with fluctuating and colorful light, but people are completely frozen. As for further inside...... No one can get in, and although the powerful spiritual power is sealed, there are still aftermaths.