Early in the morning, there were few guests in Gengyoulou, and the guy who ran the hall sat at the empty table squinting and dozing off, he was frightened last night, he didn't close his eyes all night, and now his head is dizzy and can't lift his energy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, he was chatting with another fellow, but a few unconscious residents lying on the side suddenly opened their eyes and stood up.

The two of them screamed in fright!

The lifeless 'zombies' exhaled a breath of turbidity, and pounced on the living people when they saw them, and the two guys had never seen the world, and they hugged each other and trembled in fright.

Luckily, after discovering that they had no life force, Withering Moon took precautions and drew a few restrictions on the 'zombies', so that their range of movement could only be limited to the vicinity of the bed. Although the two guys were not hurt, they were scared a lot, and they were fine, and the other one was still unconscious.

"Xiao Ao, I'll go to Tianyuan District, if Mr. Woyun comes back, you can help me tell me!" Yun'er's father packed his package and walked to the sleepy guy and said goodbye.

"What are you doing with them?" said the man, yawning.

"There is still a month to go until the 'Taichu Dingwu' day, I want to earn some money to send Yun'er over!" Yun'er's father patted the package on his shoulder and sighed, "Our life in the West District is over!"

"Listen to those two sword cultivators from the Xuanhua Sword Sect say, it's great that your family Yun'er will be fine, but you don't have to fight so hard, since Yun'er was born, you always run to the mountains, if your life is gone, who will take care of Yun'er?"

Yun'er's father didn't care, as long as he could let his son live the best life, he could take his life.

Seeing Yun'er's father's burly body disappear outside the gate, the guy yawned and continued to catch up on sleep. As early as when Tianyuan District turned away the Western District, their lives were over, and it was not bad to fantasize about turning into a hero who shocked the world every day.

After returning to the mountain, after Yan Fei took the 'Night Flower', he found that the sword body had become much lighter, and after dozens of swings, he finally determined that this was not his illusion.

"Master, this sword seems to have become lighter!"

The weirdo is still annoyed that he is so stupid, and he actually used all his favorite steamed buns to smash bad people, which is too impulsive. "No steamed buns......"

"Master, has your sword been burned and faded with a layer of iron?" Yan Fei handed the sword to the strange man and asked him to examine it carefully.

The strange man touched the night with great affection.

When his fingers touched the broken lines on the sword, he carefully withdrew them, and these chaotic fractures, like his palm prints, outlined a picture of empty black and white memories, which were wrong in the weirdo's mind, and the veins were broken.

"It's mine, it never changes!" muttered the weirdo.

Yan Fei knew that he couldn't ask what the result was, so he simply didn't think about it anymore, he glanced at the flying feather beast that was tied to the side, stepped forward and squatted condescendingly and asked, "Have you thought about telling me where those two claws are hidden?"

The flying feathered beast, which had lost a single hair on its body, was breathing fire and burning the silver threads on its claws, startled by the sudden sound.

"Wow!"

"This kind of thread is called a soul lock, and I don't know how powerful it is, but since it is my master's thing, it must not be afraid of ordinary fire, and it is just right for you!"

"Chirp, chirp...... "Insidious human! And that dead old man, actually helping this human to do evil!

"Tut-tut, I think if you were a human being, you would definitely be a very loyal little brother!" Yan Fei felt that this stupid bird would rather die than breathe, if it was placed in a police movie, it must be a performance in its true colors. "I'll give you one last chance, if you're going to tell me their whereabouts, stretch out your right wing, and if you refuse, we'll stew you later!"

"Chirp!"

One person, one beast, chicken and duck talked, and the strange man suddenly squatted beside Yan Fei, "Flying Feather Beast ......"

"Chirp~" The flying feather beast's eyes widened, and there was water vapor in its eyes.

"Master, do you have any methods similar to soul searching, which can detect some things from its mind, such as the two claws that it harbors. ”

The strange man shook his head, "Soul search, it hurts!"

"Chirp~chirp!" Such a despicable human want to use such cruel methods against me!

The strange man touched the head of the flying feather beast, and he was extremely careful to control the power of the purple source, trying to make it as soft and harmless as possible, and then poured it into the head of the flying feather beast.

"Dead old man, what do you want to do? Do you want to use Soul Searching on me? You even want to use Soul Searching on your life-saving bird!"

Yan Fei was stunned by his barrage! This stupid bird, it can speak!

Gengyoulou and the three of them got together and re-sorted all the things that had happened recently, and found a few of the most critical people and things in all the events.

"The steamed bread and utensils that appeared in the Night God's residence are all from Uncle Cripple's shop, and the steamed buns in Uncle Cripple's shop have been repeatedly stolen by a strange person!"

"This weirdo is the same guy who escaped from the West Street barrier before!

"Redhead, Night God!"

"In addition to these two, there is also a conspirator who has been in the dark! He is most likely the one who caused the West Street fire!" added Shizo Feng, "He can manipulate the beasts and the unconscious residents!"

"Will these controlled people still survive?" asked Mr. Wo Yun worriedly.

"In the Eastern Fantasy Continent, there has never been a living creature without source power, Mr. Woyun, do you understand what I mean?"

"Hey!" Mr. Woyun sighed.

"It is impossible for ordinary people to survive the karmic fire, and it is recorded in the Origin of the Forty-Nine Realms that the karmic fire will burn everything!"

The Origin of the Forty-Nine Realms is a widely circulated book, and it is rumored that the history of this book is even older than the existence of the Eastern Fantasy Continent. At that time, not long after the war in the Eastern Fantasy Continent ended, all kinds of martial arts were in full bloom and were in a period of stable development.

There was an old man with a high status in the Eastern Fantasy Continent, and he was the first person to be discovered to possess the life force of the Purple Source. The old man is particularly interested in the development of the mainland, especially the exploration of the unknown, and in layman's terms, he is a history buff. He specially selected some uninhabited places to investigate, and many rare beasts, spirit beasts, and demon beasts were discovered and named by him.

"The Source of the Forty-Nine Realms" was discovered in the course of one of his explorations, and the text of this book was not the most widely used text in the Eastern Fantasy Continent, and the old man gradually translated part of this book based on years of research. This book has a total of four heavens and nine realms, so he named this book "The Source of the Four Nine Realms".

It's just that before he could reveal all the secrets, he disappeared along with the original booklet of "The Source of the Forty-Nine Realms", leaving behind a hand-copied translation, which was repaired and added by later generations many times, and carried forward the "Origin of the Forty-Nine Realms".

Karmic fire is one of the things recorded in it.

It first appeared thousands of years ago.