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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Life is a life, grass lives in autumn.

If flowers and plants rely on seeds to continue their life, then people rely on children and grandchildren to extend, and most parents will instill their thoughts in their children's hearts from an early age, which is beneficial and disadvantageous. Since childhood, most of the people I have heard from my parents are passively accepted, and when I grow up, I will take the initiative to accept and imitate, and the first person they imitate and learn from is their parents.

Compared with those spirits in heaven and earth who can inherit and practice spells by blood, the way human beings take their children with them since childhood can be regarded as a kind of inheritance.

No matter what kind of spirit they are, when they reach a certain point, they will selectively accept those things that they think are correct or can shock them, and if their minds are harmonious and they can explain everything in heaven and earth, they are called great sages in the world, and practitioners are called attained enlightenment.

There is no difference between big and small in the Tao, and when it is perceived and understood by people, there is a difference between big and small.

Therefore, when a practitioner feels that he has no further progress, his favorite thing to do is to travel the world, see all kinds of different things and things, and at the same time like to discuss the Tao with others.

In front of the Xiuchun Bay Temple, the statue god will be the big red shrimp, the monkey real person Songqing, the cuibei Qiuyue Wuhua and Li Yingning will surround the yin cultivation in the middle, and there is a nightingale standing between the big branches and leaves on the tree next to it, and the eyes are shining.

"Do you want to discuss with me or fight with me?" Yin Xiu said with a smile.

The big red shrimp shouted angrily: "What about the Tao, what about the fighting method? ”

"If you talk about the Tao, I don't think you can speak, seeing that your demon body has not been taken off, it is better to listen to me explain the way of transformation, and you will definitely be able to get rid of the demon body in three years." Yin Xiu stood in the middle, and said confidently in a black robe.

This big red shrimp qi is about to pop out with a pair of shrimp eyes, Yin Xiu continued: "If it is a fighting method, you don't have to do it, like you, you haven't even taken off the demon body, I can make your soul fly away with my backhand." “

The big red shrimp has seen a lot of cultivators, but he has not met one who is so arrogant and arrogant, and before he finished speaking, the black chain in the hand of the big red shrimp has been whipped out of thin air.

The monkey real person who was on the side was pine-eyed, and he had already taken the string of Buddha beads in his hand and hid it behind him, and the shell did not say a word to sacrifice the killing beads, and before the black chain of the big red shrimp, Yin Xiu appeared in front of him, and there was this tacit understanding between them. Under the brilliance of the poke eye beads, nothing could be seen, and the black chain whipped down, but what was faster was that the string of Buddha beads in the hands of the monkey real person Songqing had already been set on Yin Xiu's body when the brilliance of the poke eye beads was bright, and finally the black iron chain of the big red shrimp tied Yin away.

I only heard Yin Xiu laugh and said: "It turns out that you only have these skills, haha......" In the laughter, he turned into a cloud of black smoke and spread, and in a blink of an eye, he had already covered the void in front of the River Temple.

Chen Jing was watching those illusions in the city of Yama, and suddenly felt a sense in his heart, he raised his hand and wiped it in the void, and a place like a lotus leaf appeared in the clear rhyme, and a wisp of dark clouds slowly emerged from the clear light and water rhyme, and a temple was faintly visible in the dark clouds, and a river in front of the temple.

Chen Jing couldn't see what the origin of the dark cloud was, he watched it for a long time, the dark cloud did not change, he was vigilant in his heart, but he didn't look at it again, he still went to see and taste these illusions, and felt the Taoist meaning with a slight sense of divine thought.

The ethereal spirit was no longer by Chen Jing's side, she took the big demon and the little demon to find the life and death book, and Chen Jing was also going to go together, but the illusions that appeared from time to time in the void obviously attracted him more.

He walked all over the city, and every few steps he would see some spells, some of which he could guess the names of the legendary people, and some of which he could not guess, and he couldn't help but think that there were so many people who seemed to have disappeared in the years.

A wisp of blood twisted above the nine heavens, like a red thread, burrowing into the void and disappearing, and then drilling out after a while, it was like a pair of invisible heavenly hands pinching needles in the void to embroider clusters of blood-red waves, time passed very slowly, Chen Jing watched motionlessly, and finally the waves finally joined together and became a raging river of blood.

"Could this be the Nether Blood River?" Chen Jing muttered.

"Outlander, the Netherworld Blood River can't be seen for a long time. Be careful. ”

Just when Chen Jingne muttered that sentence, he heard such a sentence in his ears, and he turned his eyes to see that not far away, a short man who looked about forty years old was looking at him, and there was a stall next to him, a mouthful of mist constantly coming out of the pot, and bursts of meat fragrance penetrated into his nose. Chen Jing was secretly shocked in his heart, since he became a god statue, the five senses and six senses of his body have not been there, although he now looks similar to ordinary people, but people who look a little more carefully can see that his body is stiff. Moreover, he himself knows better that there are many places in his body where there is spiritual power, but there are no meridians and no law. Only the Tanzhong acupoint, the dantian and the back spine have mana that is endless.

Then he turned his head and looked around, and saw rows of houses, made of huge stones, and the houses were usually carved with the carvings of people killing beasts.

Those people were all physically powerful, armed with all kinds of sharp blades, and killed one monster after another to the ground, and those monsters were all fierce, not mortal beasts. Chen Jing thought of the Wu clan in his heart, all of them were born warriors, they didn't practice spells, they only cultivated their bodies. And looking at the carvings on this house, it seems to tell others what kind of beasts the owner of the house has killed

Chen Jing's heart moved slightly, and said: "I am addicted for a while, I don't know how time passes, and I don't know how long I have been standing. ”

"Hehe, stranger, you've been standing here for about five days." The short man said. Chen Jing was secretly surprised in his heart, and said, "It's been so long, I don't even know." He looked around again, feigned surprise and said, "I don't even know which way it came from." Chen Jing said as he walked towards him.

The short man said, "You are coming from the south, walking all the way, looking all the way." As he spoke, he picked up a bowl of inner soup from the pot and said, "Come, drink a bowl of snow Jiao soup." ”

Chen Jing thought to himself, "Can they see me when I can't see them?" ”

He took the soup in the hand of the short man, only to see a hazy gray mist in the bowl, he couldn't see anything clearly, the river waves appeared in his eyes, and the scene in his eyes changed suddenly, only to see a river of blood like red silk rolling down from the nine heavens, becoming bigger and bigger, and finally covering the sky and the sun, drowning Chen Jing.

Chen Jing was shocked in his heart, and the bloody breath went straight to the depths of his soul, and he saw monsters roaring in his eyes, moving with the waves between the visible and faint.

Rolled down, before Chen Jing could react, he was drowned.

He clearly felt the viscosity of the blood, and the smell of blood went straight to his nose, a wave of blood surged, Chen Jing's standing body was actually washed up, and a person suddenly came out of the waves, pounced on Chen Jing's body, and opened his mouth to bite his throat.

Chen Jingyi lowered his head and spit out the Zarisi Blood Lotus from his mouth, and the Zarisi Blood Lotus immediately rushed towards the person who was rushing towards Chen Jing. The Zarisi Blood Lotus in the blood wave seemed to have countless magical powers and demon spells, fighting with that person, but it was still only at a disadvantage. That person's body suddenly turned, and he also turned into a blood lotus like Zarisi, and Chen Jing immediately understood that he was also a Shura, a unique creature in the Netherworld Blood River.

Although there was a big change, Chen Jing was shocked in his heart, and quickly calmed down. He had always been very cautious, taking care to keep a distance from the illusions, so as not to get too involved in letting the illusions become real spells that befell him. However, when he recognized it as the Netherblood River, he was awakened by a short man, and when he picked up the bowl he handed him, he focused on the bowl of soup, and it was then that he had a wholehearted devotion, for he found that the soup seemed to have something special for him, but what he saw was a wave of blood that had drowned him out of sight.

Chen Jing was a little puzzled, what he didn't understand was that he had seen the Netherworld Blood River for too long before and had other illusions, whether the illusion was that the short man who sold broth, or the short man was a person from Yama City, and the bowl of soup he gave himself had a special spell, and the moment he looked at it, he connected his divine thoughts with the previous illusion of the Blood River, so that the Netherworld Blood River could truly manifest and roll him into the river.

The bloody aura made Chen Jing a little dizzy, even if his god statue body obviously couldn't smell it, he could smell it at this time.

A special magic force drilled into his body, and the blood wave was like his own blood, and it penetrated into his body. Chen Jing felt a strong danger, and the incense power condensed on his idol came out in response to his heart, expelling the blood spirit qi that was about to seep into his body.

Suddenly, the river of blood surged, and Chen Jing, who was in the river of blood, couldn't help but move with the waves, only to see that a Taoist suddenly appeared in his eyes in the void, and the blood wave was rolling towards him.

The Taoist looked resolute, and his body was full of a sharp aura, and at the moment when the river waves covered him, a sword suddenly appeared on his waist. Pulling it out, a white light surged like a tide, however, Chen Jing clearly saw the word "Zhu Xian" on the scabbard the moment the sword appeared on his waist.

"He's the Master of the Heavenly Sect." When Chen Jing said this sentence in his heart, that piece of sword light had already cut through the river of blood, enveloping him in it, and the piercing sound of sword groaning sounded in his ears, and the murderous aura that came from the sky made him taste another sword intent that existed in this heaven and earth again.

His heart was pounding, and he didn't know if it was because of fear or because he was excited by the sight of this sword intent.