This is a tall ancient tomb, there is a piece of King Kong stone tablet in front of the tomb, the book 'Haoyun Xianzong 19th generation of the tomb of the master of the sect', the font iron painting silver hook, strong and powerful, more faintly sharp edge breath flowing, people dare not look at each other.

The boundaries within three zhang are all barren rocks everywhere, not even a trace of weeds have been seen, and there is no superfluous lining around, as if what is buried here is not a supreme sect that once shook the world, but ordinary ordinary people.

He was extremely glorious in life, and he was extremely dull after death, maybe people should be like this.

There was a rickety figure kneeling quietly in front of the tomb, and there was no movement for a long time, only his inaudible words could be heard: "Master, I'm sorry." ”

Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded around: "Xiao asked, do you know what you are kneeling in?"

The figure didn't move suddenly, but said: "Meet the Red Lingzun, Xiao asked the foolishness, these years of kneeling should be to repay the debts of the year." ”

"Idiot!" the voice suddenly began to become a little harsh, and he scolded him violently, like a slap in the face.

With a shock, the figure slowly raised its head, it was the old man in the hut.

The old man raised his head, there were too many vicissitudes in his eyes, and he stopped talking, and after half a sound, he just said lightly: "What Lingzun taught!"

With a "bang", the void above the ancient tomb was distorted and deformed, and a red blood light no bigger than a thumb fell on the tombstone.

Who is buried in the tomb? The previous head of the Haoyun Immortal Sect, even though he has died, but the majesty of the supreme of the dignified sect cannot be ignored, and there is something that dares to fall on his tombstone, this is simply a big disapproval, and any Haoyun disciple will probably have to kill this red light before he can rest.

However, the old man, who was a disciple of the person in the tomb, didn't seem to make much movement, but after seeing the red light, his expression became more and more respectful, and he actually bowed down again.

"Get up, you don't need to feel guilty about Mo Jian, because you have failed him nothing. The red light gradually showed a clear form, and it was actually a three-inch small snake with a crystal red light all over its body.

This little snake is exquisitely clear, each piece of snake scales is flowing with countless demonic red light that can be seen by the naked eye, a pair of snake eyes are flashing, every breath will spit out a faint red mist from the nose, simply between a breath and a breath, the aura of the world is fluctuating violently.

The most amazing thing is that this blood-colored little snake can actually spit out people's mouths, such a petite little snake is actually a demon beast.

Everything in the world, whether it is birds and animals, even flowers, grasses, insects and fish, even soil, water streams, rocks, etc., in a place where there is abundant spiritual energy, a simple spiritual wisdom will be born after a long time. Those who have great wisdom and great perseverance can rely on this spiritual surname to swallow the essence between heaven, earth and moon to strengthen themselves.

Those who can simply swallow the essence of the qi, and who have just opened the spiritual aperture, are called spirits, and above the spirits, they are the so-called demon beasts, demon beasts, and weak people, who can transform into human shapes, spit out human words, and simply use the superficial Taoism.

Among the demon beasts, those who have great powers, move mountains and reclaim the sea, fly to the sky and escape to the earth, they are really omnipotent, those powerful demon beasts in ancient times can almost break the sky with their palms, and they can split the ground by stomping their feet, even human cultivators do not dare to sweep their edges.

Obviously, this little snake that can speak can tell at a glance that it is definitely not that kind of low-level spirit or the like, it is definitely a demon beast, and the terrifying demon path cultivation is unpredictable.

"Well, although I'm not a human being, but I've lived much longer than you, even if it's Mo Jian, I watched him grow up, when he apprenticed to Haoyun, and then became the head of the sect, that scene seems to be yesterday, although you are his disciple, but I have also heard some things about you. The little red snake raised its eyes to the sky, even though its body was small, it had a proud momentum.

The previous generation of Haoyun Immortal Sect's head of the sect Mo Jian actually grew up under its nose, this little snake really should be a big one, looking at the old man's respectful attitude towards it, it seems that the little snake's rank is even higher than Mo Jian, what kind of identity is that?

"You people, cultivating the Dao, cultivating the Dao, but in the end, you don't even know what kind of Tao is your own Dao, as if you blindly seek power as the only way, sad, lamentable!"

When the old man heard this, his heart was shocked, and there seemed to be a flash of epiphany in his cloudy eyes, but then it was covered by a dead ash, and the breath of his whole body returned to his previous state of decadence to the extreme.

Seeing this, the little red snake shook his head helplessly and sighed, and said: "It's wasted, you have been completely wasted, a small gateway will cross you off, when you understand what you owe, then it is worthy of Mo Jian." ”

The old man lowered his head deeply, let the wind blow the white silk on his head, stopped talking, and his body became more and more rickety.

"Huh!" Wu, the little red snake seemed to have discovered something, and said in surprise: "How do I feel that there is a different aura here, who is it?"

"It's a child sent by Senior Brother Mo Ye a few days ago, and he has stayed here since then. The old man replied truthfully.

"A child? Mo Ye personally sent it, what is the situation?"

The old man told the little red snake in detail about Zhao Qing's life experience, as well as the process of arriving at Haoyun Immortal Sect.

After listening, the little red snake was silent for a while, and said puzzled: "Being eroded by blood to the general soul, it stands to reason that it should become a dementia, but you said that in the past few days after this child woke up, his behavior is no different from that of ordinary people, which is too strange." ”

"The disciple has also been thinking about this question for the past few days, could it be that this child is born to be a person with a broken soul?" the old man was also puzzled.

"Impossible, why do people with broken souls become demented and crazy, it is because their minds can't be fixed, which leads to the erosion of external evils, but I'm curious about what this child's body looks like when it has been tempered by Mo Ye and the eight of them. The little red snake tilted its head and said.

The old man nodded with some approving looks, and said: "This kid now has every inch of bone and flesh inside and outside his body, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder. At the end, the old man shook his head slightly.

"I'll take a look. The little red snake disappeared in an instant

"Boy, you are so bold, we are all disciples of the Immortal Sect, today we came to pick a few elixirs to refine the elixir, why did you stop it?"

In the valley, beside the lake, there were several young men dressed in purple who coldly rebuked.

Zhao Qing squatted on the ground, his small body curled up, bulging in his arms, as if he was hiding something, and there was an aggrieved expression on his little face, anxious and helpless, he was about to cry out in a hurry.

"Get out of here, we are all disciples of Da Lei Feng, seeing that you are a little hairy child, I didn't do anything to you, hand over the 'Nine-Ring Thunder Snake' in my arms, otherwise we will be unkind." Another young man said coldly, his tone was full of arrogance, and his attitude was very domineering.

The Nine-Ring Thunder Snake, a different kind of spirit snake, was born with nine spine containing thunder power, and Da Lei Feng has a secret technique, using these nine spine bones to add a number of elixirs to refine a pill called 'Nine Thunder Pill'. This elixir contains mild thunder power, which can cut hair and wash the marrow, and it is a rare elixir for the disciples of Da Lei Feng to purify their physique and enhance their cultivation. However, this kind of elixir is generally the first reward of the Great Thunder Peak to those outstanding disciples who have cultivated quickly, and it is obvious that these disciples of the Great Thunder Peak came to the Beast Valley to collect the elixir and capture the spirit snake on the intention of the first seat.

Countless Yaohua spirit grasses have been planted in the Beast Valley, and tens of thousands of spirit beasts have also been raised, and these elixirs and spirit beasts are all raw materials for the alchemy of the sect. After dozens of generations of careful cultivation, the heritage of the Beast Valley is by no means comparable to that of ordinary medicine gardens that grow elixirs. Due to the rich aura in the valley, the quality of the elixir is almost several times better than that grown in the outside world.

"Don't give it!" Zhao Qing stubbornly protected the thing in his arms, his little face turned red, and shouted at several young people: "You bad people, you just picked some medicinal fruits, why do you want to hurt 'Xiao Jiu'? I will never give 'Xiao Jiu' to you." ”

"This kid is not a fool, doesn't he know that everything in this beast valley is used to refine medicine?"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, just take him away. ”

"That's right, don't let the master wait, if you know that we can't even do this little thing, and don't say anything about it in a rage, I'm afraid that even the pill won't be refined for us. ”

"That's right, nothing is as important as improving your cultivation!"

Several other youths chimed in, and the dissatisfaction in their tones grew stronger and stronger.

"Little bastard who doesn't know what is at stake!" A young man with a gloomy face shouted angrily, only to see him point with two fingers, and a little lightning flew out, hitting Zhao Qing.

"Ahh

A silver-gray scaly snake swam out, tightly surrounding Zhao Qing's body, and spitting out letters at everyone, and a faint electric light burst out from the snake's body.

The young man didn't look at it, and with a wave of his big hand, the nine-ringed thunder snake was taken in front of him by a force, and no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't move a bit.

"Let's go!" the young man said to the crowd behind him. With that, it turned into a flash of lightning and rushed to the sky, and then several people left in the blink of an eye.

"Give 'Xiao Jiu' back, Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu!" Zhao Qing shouted hoarsely, and there were crystal tears flowing down the corners of his eyes. It's just that there is still a trace of thunder power on his body that has not dissipated, and he can't use any strength at all, so he can only shout at the sky, his little hands are clenched into fists, and his knuckles are white.

"Why, kid, do you like that snake very much?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Zhao Qing.

A breeze blew on Zhao Qing's body, and the power of thunder and lightning that originally traveled all over his body dissipated in an instant, and Zhao Qing looked back.

A middle-aged man, I don't know when, came behind him, this middle-aged man was dressed in a red robe, there was a red blood line in the center of his eyebrows, and he stepped on the soft grass with his bare feet, there was an indescribable chic and comfortable.

Zhao Qing didn't know this person, but he still replied in a choked voice: "Xiao Jiu is very good to me, I have a lot of fun with it, they are all bad people, why do you want to arrest Xiao Jiu?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's just a snake, there's no need to be so sad, besides, there are a lot of snakes like Xiao Jiu in this valley, you can still play with them." ”

"It's not the same. Zhao Qing pouted and looked at the middle-aged man and replied.

"Oh!" the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

"Xiao Jiu is just Xiao Jiu, no matter how similar it is, Xiao Jiu is not a snake, it is my friend, and friends cannot be bullied by others. Zhao Qing said word by word, although the tone still had a childish atmosphere, but this sentence seemed to fall on the heart of the middle-aged man with the weight of tens of millions of pounds.

A hint of strangeness flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and an indescribable taste rose in his heart.

"Friend, friend," a voice rushed through the middle-aged man's heart.