There is a group of people who specialize in abducting children, mutilating their limbs, and then putting them on the street, organizing begging, in order to win the sympathy of passers-by, and some are forced to perform arts.

When this demon - Canglong Zun Tianshang was still young, he was such a little beggar who was begging with his legs broken.

If this continues, it will either be useless and die somewhere, or the parents of the government will capture the bandits and rescue the fire. Then there is no Canglong Zuntian, the name of the demon clan.

There is a "but" in everything.

Once, Canglong respected the sky, begging along the street as usual, winning the sympathy of pedestrians, and greedy and deceiving money for traffickers.

The man who knew that a person stood in front of Canglong Zuntian, who was still a child, blocked the way, and did not give money, as if saying to himself: "A good seedling was almost destroyed." There was an unfathomable majesty in his voice: "Little one, do you want power?"

If it were to be changed in normal times, Canglong Zuntian would have walked away a long time ago. The person who usually blocks the road and asks questions can be regarded as a death knell-like existence, and once he answers, he will be beaten by the so-called "parents" when he goes back.

Maybe it's the child's instinct that hasn't gone away, or the fate of everyone's life has long been doomed, in short, Canglong Zuntian not only didn't run, but also replied.

"What is power?"

"...... Belch. ”

The person came and then smiled, a child of four or five years old, can you expect him to understand what power is?

"Do you want to stand up like you used to? Do you want to live like this. Do you want to. The man glanced at the two people who rushed over: "Let them taste the pain you have suffered?"

"Yes. Canglong Zuntian spit out a word without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as Canglong Zuntian's voice fell, the incomprehensible gray color overflowed from the man's side and spread, whether it was the blue and white sky, the multi-colored streets, and even the countless pedestrians on the road, they were all frozen in that moment, unable to speak, unable to act, and unable to even turn their thoughts. As if everything is illusory, they only exist in the street ink paintings, similar to the Qingming Riverside Picture.

In the ink painting, only two people are still able to move.

One is a man in Tsing Yi, he takes a luan, carries Qingyi, wears Qingyi, and wears Qingyu.

The body of the beast is like a long snake, the head of a unicorn, the tail of a carp, the face has a long beard, the horns are like a deer, there are five claws, and the appearance is mighty.

There is also a natural Canglong Venerable Heaven.

The man threw a long sword in front of Canglong Zuntian.

The long sword was inserted diagonally, and the cold light of the sword body overflowed, reflecting the dirty little face of Canglong Zuntian.

"Kill them, and then serve me as Lord. The man said leisurely, what he said was naturally not only the two of them, but also countless pedestrians on the road.

Hearing this, Ye Junsheng shook his head.

Purton smiled: "Why do you shake your head? But I feel sorry for those who died innocently?"

"And the ruthlessness of the methods of that generation of Dongfang Qingdi. Ye Junsheng said: "I also feel sorry for Canglong Zuntian." ”

Puton said: "At that time, Canglong Venerable did not hesitate at all, and the poor monk said that he listened to it with others, and they all said that his demonic nature was deeply hidden. Sigh for the awakening of an adversary. ”

Just listening to this paragraph, a four or five-year-old child, I'm afraid he can't even open his wisdom, what can he understand. What's more, being abducted while still in infancy, can understand what is good and evil, and what is right and wrong. In his opinion, only by listening to the words of the Eastern Qingdi can he get out of this situation. So he acted according to what the Dongfang Qingdi said, this is instinct, just as he is born to cry, eat when he is hungry, and drink water when he is thirsty. Ye Junsheng sighed: "If there is a good person, who has been taught since childhood, he will never believe that a child of four or five years old, even if it is Canglong Zuntian, can do such a thing." ”

He said, "Mencius said, human nature is good. Xun Ziyun: Sex is evil, Confucius said: Sex is similar. Xi is far away. Those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to Zhu are red. ”

Puton thought for a moment and said, "Daoist friends speak differently from others. That fellow Daoist thinks that Canglong Venerable Heaven is not wrong?"

"If a person kills, he kills, how can it be said that there is no mistake. Ye Junsheng groaned and said, "It's just that I don't know how to judge it. He shook his head again: "There is not enough experience, there is not enough realm, and it is in vain to force thinking." I'm afraid I'll go astray. ”

Putton also whispered the Buddha's horn, as if he had a feeling.

Ye Junsheng came back to his senses, and immediately said with a smile, "Please continue to talk about Daoist, Poor Dao has not heard that "things have taken a turn for the better." "

"Amitabha," Putton continued.

Although the ontological talent of the human race is not as good as that of some powerful demon beasts, its body is a natural Dao body, and it is loved by heaven and earth.

This is also the reason why the human race was so weak 120,000 years ago, but it was never wiped out. It's not that the ancestors have a blue path, but in order to survive, it's not that the powerful race has no spare eyes and can't look down on it, it's just that they want to study why the weakest talent race has the strongest cultivation.

This is also why other powerful races look down on the human race, but they have cultivated to become successful, and one by one they have turned into the appearance of the human race.

Canglong Zuntian is one of the best, otherwise he would not be dignified Oriental Qingdi, one of the five emperors, so fancy it, given the name: Zun Cang. Teach Rui Ai Que Canggong, and immediately absorb the "origin blood and qi".

It is conceivable that his qualifications are so high that even the genius of Tianzhong is not enough to describe.

However, nothing in the world is perfect. Just like the bright moon in the sky, the four seasons rotate, and there are clouds and sunny days. Demon cultivators practice demon law, and they will be subject to the great demon who is given the law for the rest of their lives.

Either the soul is scattered between heaven and earth, or it can be reincarnated nine times before it can be liberated.

Respect the firmament is valued by the Oriental Green Emperor, Yu Gao, and the restraint is also great.

Who knew that four hundred years later, Zun Cang held the Rui Ai Golden Beast Banner and killed the Eastern Blue Emperor Cangyuan in Liupan Mountain.

Later, there was a word that said: On the peak of Liupan Mountain, the red flag swept the west wind. Today, the long tassel is in hand, when will the dragon be bound?

The world shook in the world, and the top masters were surprised.

That is, he was surprised that Zuncang was 400 years old for cultivating the truth, and he killed the Qingdi Cangyuan, and he was surprised that Zuncang was able to get rid of the secret law of the demon clan.

All the tribes went out together, either to capture or to exterminate.

Especially the demon race, you must know that since the human race has the strongest cultivation, almost every powerful race has the existence of demon cultivation. It's just a different name.

But nowadays, they all call it: demon cultivation.

At that time, it was the time of the Great War of the Hundred Races, and if Zuncang returned to the human race and freed himself from such an existence, it was really the so-called fat human race and slimmed himself.

This war is another hundred years past.

Zun Cang really liberated the existence of a demon cultivator, but he did not return to the human race.

Rather, with this group of existences, they are self-reliant, perhaps because of their cultivation of the demon clan's law, therefore.

The name of the clan, said: demon. Self-name: Canglong Zuntian.

People of the time despised it and called it: half-demon.

That is, it is neither a demon nor a human, it is a mongrel.

It was also from that time on, all the human races that cultivated the law of other clans were called: Demon Cultivators.