Volume 1 The Four Realms Fifty-One Silent Night

On weekdays, the vegetation is lush and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

This is Tsuneyama.

Changshan is a small mountain range, and the spiritual veins are acceptable, so they are occupied by monsters.

However, in recent years, there have been no great demons in the river realm, and they are not considered to be forbidden places.

The moonlight fell sparsely in the shade of the trees, and a group of monks stepped on the snow-covered earth, and the buried dead branches and fallen leaves made a "clucking" cracking sound.

It was a team of five people, three men and two women, dressed in white clothes with sect logos engraved on them, indicating that they were disciples of the Liuyun Sect.

The men are all relatively young in appearance, with excitement and longing on their bloody faces, and the women are also pretty, and their delicate faces are more cautious and resolute than those of men, but they are all cautious and leaning on the leading monks.

Judging by his appearance, he is still a young monk, and the mature point of the leader is estimated to be an elder in the door.

The four people behind the leading man held their breath and stared, there were two Flying Cloud Realm demons here, if it weren't for Senior Brother Youfeng, they wouldn't dare to come anyway.

Feng Yi released his divine sense to probe the surroundings, and couldn't help frowning.

There was no sound at all.

A few of them originally came to hunt monsters on the periphery of Changshan, but they didn't expect to accidentally see the divine light shining in the mountains, and in just a moment, it was a bright starlight, straight to the ruins of bullfighting.

Thinking that it might be some kind of heavenly treasure, several people suddenly couldn't help but ask to go and take a look.

Feng Yi is also itching, although he is an inner disciple, these outer disciples should respectfully call the ancestors, but being arranged to do this kind of task of guiding newcomers greatly delays personal practice, you can imagine how unpopular it is.

Although there is no shortage of potential stocks among these newcomers, no matter how good others are, where can they match their own strength? If he gets a strange treasure and cultivates for a great advancement, the sect will see who dares to look down on him after the big competition.

Anyway, the two Feiyun monsters, it's still okay to run if they can't beat them, and the escape charm in their storage bag is still there.

As for these disciples, it's no wonder that he is looking for his own death.

I didn't expect that along the way, there must have been no movement around, and occasionally seeing a few monsters was also pitiful for low cultivation.

There must be a demon when things go wrong, but that escape charm is what he is trying to ask for, and today he will not hesitate to do it for the sake of a strange treasure.

After making up his mind, Fengyi sped up his speed, no longer hid his figure, and performed the unique stunt of the sect Liuyun Bu, but he stepped on the snow without a trace, and the branches and low shrubs that stretched out around him were swept away by spiritual power, and the four people behind him barely caught up, all of them out of breath.

The two girls gritted their teeth, and their agile figures were like butterflies fluttering in the dead trees, and the two male disciples were excited to see them.

Finally crossed this grove, Feng Yi stopped suddenly, and several people behind him almost collided.

The boy and girl were all panting, Feng Yi turned his head and glared at the four of them fiercely, and gestured not to make a sound.

Several people had to take small breaths, and their hearts were also strange.

Although the cultivator of the Mortal Realm is not a master, he will not be tired like this by walking this mountain road, isn't he too excited?

Feng Yi looked back, and also felt a little tired, the speed of spiritual power consumption was far faster than what was needed to perform it on a daily basis.

Settle down and look at the beautiful lake in front of you, according to the direction, this is the place where the treasure is located.

It is said that it is a small lake, but it is better to say that it is a spiritual pool, the mist is filled, and a sip makes him feel refreshed, and several people tiptoe forward, and their hearts are excited.

Sure enough, Wuhua Tianbao is always in the place of Zhong Lingshu embroidery.

As soon as you step into this spiritual land, it seems to have changed the world, the surrounding trees are no longer the color of withered on the periphery, the greenery is full of vitality, and the richness of the aura forms a large piece of spiritual mist in the air, which is said to be a spiritual mountain, or a fairyland.

A few people only stayed for a while, and then they felt that their cultivation was faintly increasing, and Feng Yi was shocked to find that the bottleneck that had not been moved for many years was also loosening, this time they didn't find a strange treasure, and they found that this treasure was also full of money.

Feng Yi held his breath and stepped on the snow slowly, the soft frost and snow made the thousands of mountains covered in silver, and also made the voices of several people audible, and only the sound of the blazing beating heart could be faintly heard.

When he saw through the spiritual mist and saw the scene in the lake, he froze.

Is Yijiang Mingyue a silver mirror or a jade plate? Can't tell if it's hanging in the sky, or it's reflected on the ground, or both?

The stars ripple in the lake, shining with the clear waves.

Even more beautiful than this starry night is the maiden of the small site in the lake.

The long pale hair is scattered behind the head, and it covers the face when viewed from the side, not like it is rendered the day after tomorrow, but it seems to be born like this, with the girl's slender figure, it looks a little sickly.

But even when the moonlight shines on it, it can't tell where the light layer is, and it is as smooth as the dew drops dripping down from the berries.

Feng Yi couldn't believe how such a beautiful hair on his face was so heart-pounding and slightly itchy, and he couldn't imagine how beautiful his face was under this pale waterfall.

He had seen many beautiful women, many of them powerful monks, whose skin was as bright as pearls, and as humble as him, who could only look at them from afar, but they could not help but have some fantasies in their hearts.

But this woman made him ashamed of himself, and did not dare to think anything wrong, and the mere sight of this silk made him feel ashamed of his blasphemous.

It is not a charm in the worldly sense, but a kind of holiness that transcends the earthly and exalts above.

The four people behind him were all stunned, the two young male disciples swallowed their saliva, and the woman also lowered her head, comparing the two sides, but the answer they came up with was not satisfactory.

This starry girl wore a black gauze skirt and knelt on a small bluestone site, her bare slender hands like a jade lotus, and the joints at her wrists were like carefully carved jewels.

Starlight seemed to be attracted to her, and a black star hung high in the sky shining silently, as quiet and distant as the boundless field of stars.

Fengyi is completely immersed in it, as if he is paying homage to a noble god.

Moving down the tip of his hair, he discovered something that had destroyed this beautiful and noble scene, and he was so angry that he almost drew his sword.

It was a skeleton, a skeleton full of cracks, and the white jade-like skeleton was engraved with the lines of thunder and flame, as exquisite as a work of art, but this work of art was on the verge of shattering.

I could vaguely see the remains of a man, who could he be? Who is this girl?

It was like the most beautiful thing in his heart was desecrated, and Fengyi's heart wanted to come forward to ask, but he was stopped by the little reason that remained.

The girl's hands were brewing with starlight, and water overflowed every inch of the skeleton's bones like water, maintaining the faint spiritual fire in the skeleton's eyes.

Dead skeletons, beautiful girls, miserable moonlight, bleak cold pools.

If it was usual, Fengyi would have already pulled out his legs and ran.

This scene is too weird, too beautiful, it seems very distorted and indescribable beauty, the black star that absorbs something, has captured all the minds of the five people.

The girl raised her head, her beautiful face was full of anxious sorrow, and she stretched out a jade hand, holding it high in the air, volleying into the void.

Feng Yi felt that the passage of something was speeding up, and the feeling that something was wrong was now as deep as his limbs.

But he has been completely overwhelmed by the temperament of a girl, and has no time to think about anything else, and this night he will never forget.

He was selected as a disciple in his early years, and he was illustrious until his obscure cultivation, mediocre talents and opportunities made his life fall into a pool of stagnant water again, and the girl tonight made his ancient heart ripple.

If he was lucky enough to make it back alive, he swore he would tell everyone he knew about the adventure, the strange white hair, the black star like a dead omen, the girl like a star......

Of course, he couldn't make it back alive.

In other words, all the creatures in this mountain, even the spiritual veins buried deep in the mountain, all insects, fish, birds and beasts, all flowers and trees, people, demons, spirits, and monsters, will be plunged into a grand blood sacrifice tonight.

The disciple behind him raised his hand with difficulty and touched Senior Brother Feng, his hoarse and trembling voice made Feng Yi's consciousness temporarily sober, and he turned back impatiently, waved his hand with difficulty and asked in a muffled voice, "What's the matter?" ”

The other party's voice was hoarse and slow, the other party's face was wrinkled and old, and the other party's green hair had turned gray and gray, but compared with the girl's hair, it was dead, dry, sparse and unattractive.

Feng Yi's sanity had been frightened all back, and he wanted to run, but he found that his whole body was weak, and the speed of spiritual power passing was a hundred times and a thousand times faster, making all his movements seem to be slow.

Originally, the junior sister who was still a little cautious had completely turned into a dying old woman, trying her best to pull out a difficult smile:

"Senior Brother Feng...... In fact...... I...... You're ...... Run ......"

The last thing he saw was his trembling, dead-skinned, withered hands.

Strange fluctuations came out of the girl's body, covering the entire Changshan.

Star Draw.

The vitality, spiritual power, and spiritual power that mortals can't see are all devoured, and the girl is like a black hole, and her strange long gray hair is full of the ominousness of death.

Fluctuations are everywhere, the flesh and blood of living beings wither, and the plants and trees wither.

It wasn't until they passed a cave in the mountains that they were blocked.

The old man's roar shook the whole mountain with the impact of the divine soul:

"Who dares to extract the Changshan spiritual vein?!"

A delicate girl in the cave was shivering.

She was wearing only a profane garment, and her graceful posture was unmistakable, but compared to humans, she had a tiger tail, two furry animal ears and the word "king" on her forehead indicating that she was a tiger demon.

Looking at the leopard girl who fell to the ground and was drained of her blood, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

It is natural for monsters to surrender to the king, but the other party did not treat them as spouses at all, they were originally the two demon kings in the mountains, and they could only be played with by others.

The old man with a gloomy face got up angrily, naked, and the bewitching body of the leopard girl slid weakly from the old but still strong body.

Originally, she could live for a long time, but the fluctuation of Fang Cai completely angered the old man, making her end the sad demon life early.

The beautiful girl in the lake frowned, laid a barrier, and disappeared in an instant.

The old man who was still in the cave was covered in sweat and hair, and the threat of death came wildly, and he instinctively summoned his yin and yang to shoot a dead streamer towards the entrance of the cave.

Where the streamer passed, the strata of rock eroded, silently corroding everything that was touched, the tiger girl looked at it in horror, this streamer was enough to kill ten of her, could that mysterious person be an opponent?

The dead light that was eroded by nothing reached the surroundings of the slender figure, but it disappeared without a trace as if it had been swallowed by something.

The old man's pupils shrank, although it was done temporarily, but it also had the power of dividing the two heavens of the river realm, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no feedback at all.

A simple judgment comes to mind.

He's definitely not an opponent, he has to run.

took out a talisman, and the distressed injection of spiritual power was opened, but there was no reaction.

His heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

This escape talisman can be randomly teleported several miles away, involving spatial mysteries, quite precious, it took a lot of effort to get it, it is definitely not comparable to the inferior escape talisman in Fengyi's storage bag, but there is no reaction.

Imprison heaven and earth.

He swallowed his saliva, bowed his head to the delicate figure who was submerged in dust at the entrance of the cave, and said respectfully: "My lord, I have no intention of offending, I have to offend, I am old, you can ask for it." ”

The heart is bitter, looking at the figure is a woman, could it be that he saw himself imprisoning two demon girls to practice and come to do chivalry? However, absorbing the spiritual veins and vitality of Changshan is not at all like a decent act.

The dust cleared, and the figure of the other party appeared.

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at them quietly.

Just one glance made his blood surge, and the thing that was still stained with the blood of the leopard girl under his body immediately swelled.

The other party looked at him expressionlessly, and the threat of death made him quickly calm down, and he pulled out a white bone dagger and cut it at the lower body.

Holding back the pain, he said, "Adults and small are unintentional offenses!" ”

The girl's expression still did not change in the slightest, and there were really stars shining in her blue eyes.

The mark of the death omen star in the center of his eyebrows shone for a moment, and he raised his jade hand to hold it in the cave.

The old man instantly felt his whole body floating uncontrollably, and the body of the leopard girl and the stunned tiger girl were sent into the air together.

Wanting to speak but unable to do anything, the girl shook it indifferently.

Spark.

The old man struggled in pain, his flesh burning silently.

The tiger girl's painful face showed a kind of relief, watching the old man's gradual weak struggle, there was a vague pleasure of revenge.

Flesh burned out, and bones turned to ashes.

A golden pill sparkled and was suspended in the air with full charm.

The girl stepped out and had already returned to the small lake with Jin Dan.

The embodied black star absorbs all the energy, forming a mass of shimmering starlight that changes shape in the sky.

threw Jin Dan into it, and it immediately burned violently.

In the end, only a strange aura remained, floating in the air, rushing left and right, trying to break through the invisible barrier.

The original expressionlessness had disappeared, and the girl caressed the skeleton's face tenderly, and the aura covered the skeleton's whole body with her thoughts.

The living dead, flesh and bones.

The girl gently hugged the bones that were gradually rejuvenating, and the moonlight sprinkled silently.

Except for here, the entire Changshan no longer has any life.

The spiritual veins are exhausted, the living are dead, and the mountains and rivers are withered.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs.

I'm not kind.