The reason why the Huangquan Demon Sect is called the Huangquan Demon Sect is not that it is a Demon Dao Sect, but that era, the whole world, is like the Huangquan Hell.

People are not human, dogs are not as good as dogs, the Huangquan Demon Sect came out of the three emperors, and the three emperors were all killed in battle, it is conceivable how tragic the nine heavens and ten lands were at that time.

However, it is the protection of the three emperors with their own lives that they have exchanged for the peace of the nine heavens and ten earths now.

However, when the Immortal Emperor rose at the height of the Gu Immortal Dynasty, he almost single-handedly curbed the strength of the Gu Immortal Dynasty, and the Sansheng Immortal Emperor rose when the Gu Immortal Dynasty was prosperous, and the entire Gu Immortal Dynasty fell apart because of him as the ****, and it was precisely because of the existence of these two great emperors that the Huangquan Immortal Emperor later defeated the Gu Immortal Dynasty in one fell swoop.

In the last battle of the Gu Immortal Dynasty that year, only ten of the millions of disciples of the Huangquan Demon Sect survived, that battle was too tragic, I don't know how many sages fell, I don't know how many giants shed blood, the great power was just cannon fodder, the sages were just pawns, although the Huangquan Immortal Emperor survived, but the moment he saw the fall of the Gu Immortal Dynasty with his own eyes, he also fell.

Even Ye Hei himself was in an unstable state after the war, and he slept for an era.

Ye Hei walked all the way on the steps, he sighed slightly in his heart, Naihe, Sansheng, Huangquan, did not insult his teachings, worthy of being his disciple, he remembered the sentence "The disciple is willing to cross the sea of suffering for the bridge of Naihe." He still remembers Sansheng making an oath: "The disciple fights for the common people in the world, and he will not regret it in three lives." He still remembers the immature voice of Huang Quan: "May there be Huang Spring in the world, and everyone will be reincarnated, born in a prosperous world, and be a prosperous person." ”

Ye Hei was silent, there were some things he didn't want to remember, he had lived for too long, and many things should have been forgotten, but the more he didn't want to think about them, the more he couldn't forget them.

The peak of the low mountain is bare, only tens of zhang in size, without the slightest vegetation, at a glance a piece of loess, sand and gravel everywhere, only a nameless stone tablet stands in the most central position.

The stele is three zhang high and two feet wide, and there is nothing written on it, if it were not for the shape of a stone stele, many people would think that this is just a mountain stone.

However, the high-level of Huangquanmen attaches great importance to this stone stele, and even reaches the point of being worth their lives, not only turning this mountain peak into a forbidden place, but also arranging many prohibitions, and even rumoring that there are sealed ancestors who are guarding here in secret all the time.

There is a rumor in the Huangquan Gate, this stone tablet is left by the Zhongxing ancestor of the Huangquan Gate, with strange abilities, whoever can be recognized, can be directly designated as the Holy Son of the Huangquan Gate, and the sect will do its best to cultivate.

The Holy Son, equivalent to the prince, can be in charge of the entire Huangquanmen in the future, and set up thousands of children in one word.

The high-level of Huangquanmen did not prohibit disciples from approaching here, but faintly encouraged disciples to come and try, but Huangquanmen has existed for I don't know how many years, but I have never seen any changes in the nameless stone tablet, let alone heard of any disciples who have been recognized by it, and over time, it is just a joke.

When Ye Hei climbed to the top of the low mountain, there were actually four or five people here, and looking at his appearance, he seemed to know Ye Hei, or Xiao Yan who was killed by lightning.

Ye Hei didn't care that someone was present, and walked straight towards the nameless stone monument.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Yan? If you don't work hard to cultivate, do you still have the leisure to go out for a walk?"

One of them grinned.

"Haha, what's the use of working harder, cultivation is not a year to retreat, maybe people are the children of destiny, can they get the approval of this nameless stone tablet and become the descendant of our Huangquanmen's holy son?" haha......" The other person saw Ye Hei walking towards the nameless stone tablet, as if he knew what he was going to do, and smiled.

"It seems that he is really completely wasted, he is not good at cultivating, and he actually pins his hopes on some illusory legends, the cultivators of my generation cultivate a heart, relying on themselves, he has been reduced to an inferior class in this way, even if he cultivates to recover, it is not enough. One of the young men with an elegant breath sighed and said.

"Yes, let's go. ”

For these people, Ye Hei didn't pay attention to it at all, he kept looking at this stone tablet, before he fell asleep ten thousand years ago, he had left some means for the Huangquan Demon Sect at that time, and the things in this stone tablet were one of them, but now it seems that it was obviously not used.

In addition, at the beginning, this mountain was so high that it almost towered into the sky, but now, it is a low mountain.

Ye Hei walked to the stele, raised his right hand lightly, and his five fingers moved on the stele in a strange trajectory.

"Xiao Yan, you need to know that heaven rewards hard work, if you work hard to cultivate, even if you don't cultivate anymore in the future, with the Xiao family, it is not impossible to be a rich man and be rich for a lifetime, but now you are pinning on these ethereal things, and you have entered the evil sect, I advise you to keep your heart. The elegant young man took a few steps, looked back at this scene, sighed, and couldn't help but say.

"Senior Brother He, why bother talking to him more, he will die later. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother He, what does he do, he still thinks that this stone tablet is made of soil? You can get the opportunity to knock it a few times? There are rumors in our sect that there was a Holy Emperor who came down and tried to break this stone tablet by unbeatable means, but he didn't even knock down a single stone chip. ”

"Yes, legend has it that this low mountain was the highest peak of my Huangquanmen, it was ten thousand feet high, and the Holy Emperor sank the peaks, but this stone tablet did not move at all......"

But before this person's words were finished, the stone tablet under the gentle pull of Ye Hei's fingers suddenly trembled violently, blooming with an incomparable breath, as if a veteran soldier of a hundred battles had returned to his hometown with a broken sword, and countless years later, he heard the general's war drums again, that kind of excitement, that kind of excitement, even if he was blind and his legs were lame, he also put the armor pressed under the bed on his body in an instant.

At this moment, Ye Hei did not have the slightest momentum on his body, and there was nothing in his hands, but it gave people the illusion that he was in the midst of a million male divisions, the war drums were beating, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the man was sworn to fight to the death.

"Crackle!"

The stele was broken, revealing a bronze flag, which seemed to have gone through endless time, and the bronze flagpole had already been mottled, giving birth to a lot of green patina, as if countless years of wind and rain had washed away the dust.

The divine light surged, the black chess cloth rattled, and the fluttering on it were four big characters painted with silver hooks and irons - "Huangquan Demon Sect".

The astonishing aura spread out in an instant, and the panicked emperor was like an immortal emperor, and in an instant, the thousands of disciples of the entire Huangquan Sect almost fell to their knees, and the eight hundred miles of white clouds above the sky were blown away.

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