Yin Tianzi looked coldly at the back of the young man who was gradually moving away, and finally said, "Lord Ghost Cao didn't let us kill him, but he didn't let us not kill him, and when we arrived at that small mountain village, the old man was going to kill him."

Shen Gongzi squinted slightly and did not speak.

The cold wind in the air blows, and the cold air it brings seems to be able to freeze people.

The black mist had long since disappeared, leaving only Shen Gongzi in a black robe, who turned around and also turned into a wisp of black smoke and drifted towards the sky.

…

Small mountain village.

The cliff that had collapsed because of a cultivator still towered outside the village.

It's just that many of the onlookers have turned to dust, and the old village chief has been replaced by another person.

Business at the dilapidated liquor shop is getting worse and worse, and many villagers no longer go there to drink.

On this day, the autumn wind is bleak.

Winter is approaching, and there is some coolness in the autumn wind.

Qingshan stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the somewhat familiar low house, with an unprecedentedly tired look on his face.

Along the way, many uncles are already old, and they can only squat in the corner and wait silently.

The small mountain village is still as poor as it was seven years ago.

Someone recognized Aoyama and asked him in surprise where he went.

The young man opened his mouth, and finally turned into a sentence and went to the silk shop in the city to be a small servant.

When he arrived at the door of the house, Qingshan couldn't hold back anymore and ran towards his father and mother in the house.

"Dad, mother..."

Aoyama choked up...

The two old men obviously had some ears behind their ears and didn't hear it, but the slender figure of the young man still blocked the light outside the house.

So, the two turned around and looked at the young man in front of them in disbelief.

Qingshan hugged the two elders, feeling the dying vitality in them.

After stepping into the cultivation, the vitality of mortals can naturally be sensed, and the two old men will not live long after working all year round.

"Qingshan, child, take a closer look, is it our Qingshan baby."

"Yes, yes, it's our baby."

After the two confirmed, they trembled and grabbed Aoyama's hand.

Originally, in their minds, their son went to the mountains to cultivate, and he was a legendary immortal figure, and he might never see them again in his lifetime.

But I never thought that at the last moment of my life, I still saw it.

The two couldn't help but shed tears.

The same is true for Aoyama.

Cultivators have a strong Taoist heart and are rarely affected by a certain emotion, and the Taoist sect is even more stable with a Taoist heart, and the so-called family affection for mortals has long been detached.

This is a kind of fetters in the cultivation, after merging the realm, if you want to break through the realm as the above three realms, you need to break the seven emotions.

Although Qingshan only has the Divine Journey Realm, it is not far from the combination of Yin God and Yang God.

It's just that a cold voice broke the warmth of the field.

"What a picture of the deep love between mother and son, this son can't see life and death parting in his life, Qingshan boy, when you finish crying, I'm killing."

Outside the house, Shen Gongzi stood in front of the door, looking at everything in front of him evilly.

As the words fell, Qingshan's figure turned suddenly, and his slender body blocked the two elders behind him.

Just the next moment, a silent black mist rose from the house, and then slowly floated on the two elders.

The latter froze, and in a moment he lost his life.

The strange spells in the land of thousands of rivers are already gloomy and cruel, the two elders are just mortal bodies, and their vitality has long been left.

"No! …」

Feeling the two bodies behind him gradually lose their temperature, Qingshan looked up to the sky and roared.

The whole room began to tremble violently, and the aura between heaven and earth became extremely chaotic.

Qingshan's eyes were blood-red, allowing those chaotic aura to pour into his body.

iWandering Realm....

Upper border.

Merge Realm...

With the influx of aura, the realm on the young man's body climbed at an unbelievable speed.

Shen Gongzi's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Inside the house, the figure of the black mist condensed floated in the air, indifferently watching the changes in front of him.

Yin Tianzi sneered and said, "This seat can't see people crying and crying, cultivators break their passions and despair, so what seven emotions and six desires shouldn't exist in the first place, the old man is helping you."

Qingshan exuded a strange red aura all over his body.

It was as if the angry lotus in the hell bloomed, and the aura that was originally integrated into the body dissipated instantly as long as it touched those crimson.

At this time, Qingshan's realm had reached the peak of the merging realm.

The boy stared at the black mist in mid-air.

In the distance, the clouds gathered, and the whole world became extremely dark.

Countless villagers all looked up at the sky, and their faces showed a look of despair that was about to be destroyed.

They had never seen the heavens become so terrifying.

I had never seen the ground tremble violently like an earth dragon turning over.

In the liquor store outside the village, a large bowl with half a bowl of wine left was still shaking and rolling, and there was no figure to be seen in the entire store.

The wind and rain are coming, like the dead silence before a rainstorm.

"Merge Realm, even if you step into the upper three realms, this seat will not care, there are countless opportunities to kill you along the way, but I didn't make a move, this seat just wants to let you live and die at the moment of your reunion..."

Yin Tianzi said with a smile.

The whole person looked down on the ground, as if a demon with nothing was watching the ants on the ground.

How painful this scene is.

And pain is the most beautiful thing in the world.

Those righteous path cultivators are sanctimonious, self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and regard them as artificial rats in the ground.

In the distance, Shen Gongzi frowned slightly, and inexplicably felt a trace of palpitations.

But they had already checked this small mountain village several times, and apart from a few mortal villagers, there were no more cultivators.

Moreover, this place is far away from Kunlun and Yaochi, and it is where the power of Broken Blade Mountain lies, because of some things, they don't care about the death of a Dao Sect disciple at all, and may even acquiesce to this matter.

The only threat is Aoyama.

It's just that he was hit by his white chapter snake venom, even if he forcibly fused the aura of heaven and earth into his body, it was impossible to threaten them.

The killer was originally known for killing people quietly, and this method of torture was not recognized by Shen Gongzi.

Countless years of experience have taught him that killing doesn't have to be complicated, and there's not much to do that isn't necessary.

Yin Tianzi and Qingshan had no grudges, but at this time, he arbitrarily provoked the hatred of the young man.

Why?

Shen Gongzi was a little puzzled.

Soon, he knew the reason, and saw Yin Tianzi scolding loudly: "What kind of parental kindness, this world is a dirty place, no people, no ghosts, no ghosts, even those who sell their own sons are worthy of living in the world."

No one understands why he pointed at God and scolded.

Field.

The aura on Aoyama's body had gradually stopped, and the young man turned a deaf ear to the scolding around him, and just gently put his parents, who had lost their breath, on the ground.