Snowy night.

"It's cold."

Ah Liang shivered and pushed open the wooden door, stumbling in, his eyebrows and hair were already covered with crystal clear frost and snow.

Another biting cold wind struck, cutting Ah Liang's face like an ice blade, making him shiver involuntarily.

Hurriedly slamming the wooden door shut, Ah Liang turned around and sat back on the dilapidated wooden couch, and pulled a piece of dirty cotton cloth over his lap, which warmed up a little.

"When is this day when life is better than death?"

Looking around at the humble wooden house with four walls, Ah Liang wrapped the cotton cloth on his body tightly, and sighed long, with a sad sadness between his eyebrows.

Since the Taichu Territory was divided into eight large and large domains, in order to compete for the only five miniature qi veins within the territory, there have been constant disputes between the eight domain masters, and towering walls have been built at the borders of each domain, and in such a violent conflict, countless lives have been killed or injured.

The strange thing is that the people of the Ji family's descendants almost never go out of the ancient city of Taichu in the depths of the Taichu territory, and they are even more unheard of the many dirty things between the eight large and small domains.

Immortals fought and mortals suffered, Ah Liang was originally an ordinary mountain people, but just a year ago, a hideous and vicious ghost came to this small mountain village that had no quarrel with the world, and arrested more than 100 families in the village.

The elderly, women, boys and girls were all regarded as food to fill their stomachs, and in the end, only dozens of young and middle-aged men remained, and under the coercion of this terrible ghost, they went to the swamp several miles away, carrying stones and wooden blocks day and night, and the slightest carelessness would die tragically under the claws of the ghosts.

Over the past year, with the gradual decentralization of the Ji family, the restraint of the eight domain lords on the living beings under the seat has become more and more relaxed, not only many ghosts have wantonly tortured and killed ordinary people, but even some demon generals and human race cultivators have begun to unscrupulously occupy the spiritual fields and spiritual valleys of those ordinary people, and each set aside an area for prestige.

"There are more than 100 families and more than 200 people in the village, and in just one year, there are only a few dozen men left.

Ah Liang thought about it, and there were tears in his eyes.

Over the past year, the ghost has never given them any food, and dozens of men in the village have no choice, only when they rest late at night every day, they can go to the swamp to catch some fish and shrimp to barely eat, many people can't catch fish and shrimp, and the only Lingtian Linggu is occupied by the ghost, and they are starving to death and dying of exhaustion on the bank of Shaoshui.

There are more than ten villages in the same situation as Ah Liang's village, all of which were captured by this ghost to serve as coolies, although there is only one ghost, but these thousands of ordinary people are all rural natives, and they have no ability to resist in front of it.

Now there are only a dozen people left in Ah Liang's village, and the rest of the villages are not much better, but the ghost doesn't seem to care about it, after all, the Shaoshui City Pavilion he is responsible for has been built, even if these ordinary people are all dead, the ghost can barely make ends with the construction progress at this time.

"Duyue Venerable God, as the land god of the Taichu Territory, why do you let us be slaughtered by evil ghosts!?" The biting cold wind blew in through the cracks in the wooden door, and Ah Liang's lips trembled from the cold, and he knelt on the ground in pain, glaring angrily at a rough wooden statue in the corner of the wooden couch.

The statue was only a prototype, and the paint on it was extremely ugly, except for a line of small letters on the back of the wood carving that revealed its true identity.

The land of the moon reveres the gods.

The world is chaotic, this statue is carved by Ah Liang himself, every day life is worse than death from the shore of Shaoshui returns, this statue is his only spiritual support.

Ah Liang has always believed that the god of the land of the moon will one day manifest and suppress the mighty divine power that covers the sky and the sun, crushing all these vicious ghosts and ghosts, and returning the heavens and the earth to a bright and bright world.

But yesterday suddenly it snowed heavily, and the only dozen or so people left in the village were frozen to death.

It's just that if the wind and snow don't stop, and there is no fire in Ah Liang's dilapidated wooden house, even with his strong body, he has reached the limit, and it is impossible to resist the cold and merciless wind and snow tonight.

I don't know how long it took, the wind and snow outside the house became more and more fierce, and Ah Liang leaned on the wooden couch with his dying breath, and his body gradually became cold.

Just when he was in a trance, a ray of moon-white divine light lingered out of nowhere, and in a moment, the wooden house with four walls was reflected as if it were day.

Ah Liang seemed to sense something, struggled to raise his eyelids, and looked at the rough statue of the Moon Venerable.

The wood-carved statue had gradually melted at this moment, and it turned into a moon-white halo that flowed into Ah Liang's eyebrows, and at the same time, a cold divine sound reverberated in the depths of his heart.

"Would you like to return this Taichu territory to a bright future?"

Ah Liang didn't know where the strength came from, turned over and fell to his knees, and said in a trembling voice: "Duyue Venerable God, Earth God, I am willing, I am willing!" ”

The cold divine voice roared again, echoing in the depths of Ah Liang's mind.

"Now the moon-white barrier around the Taichu Territory is a 200,000-mile radius of the Evil Forbidden Array, if you can activate the one hundred and nine eyes of the Forbidden Array within a hundred years, I can get out of the predicament, kill all the ghosts, demons and evil ghosts, and restore peace and tranquility to the creatures in the Taichu Territory."

The divine voice of the god of the land of the moon gradually dissipated, but Ah Liang still knelt in place in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.

It's just that the cold divine power that comes from the center of his eyebrows from time to time reminds him all the time that what happened just now is not a dream, but the real manifestation of the Moon-Crossing Land Venerable God.

Ah Liang didn't know it, just as he opened his mouth to say the three words "I do", in an unknown place, the huge qi luck representing the 200,000-li radius of Taichu territory suddenly paused, and the next moment a pillar of pure qi luck was divided, pouring into the depths of Ah Liang's true spirit from the underworld.

"I'm not afraid of the cold!"

Ah Liang was like a child who saw something strange, he opened the wooden door and exposed his outstretched palms to the wind and snow, but he didn't notice the slightest chill.

The terrible frost and snow that was enough to freeze him to death before turned out to be lethal at this time, which made Ah Liang inexplicably excited.

Trying to manipulate the divine power at the center of his eyebrows, he waved his palm lightly, and a moon-white divine light several feet long swept out, passing through the wind and snow, and blasting more than ten wooden houses not far away into thousands of pieces.

Ah Liang's expression became more and more excited, and he muttered: "In this way, that powerful ghost is fierce and evil on the surface, but in fact it is no different from paper paste, I will go and meet it!" ”

The wind and snow became more and more violent, but Ah Liang didn't realize it, and strode towards the shore of Shaoshui.

What Ah Liang didn't know was that on the top of thousands of zhang of clouds, an indifferent man in a white robe with golden thread was quietly looking down on the entire Taichu Territory, and his incomparably cold eyes faintly glowed with a brilliant and magnificent moon-white divine light.