Chapter 773: No Flame

The vast land of Shenzhou is vast and vast, among which the Central Plains is naturally the richest.

Outside the Central Plains, the north is the icy and snowy Arctic Bitter Ice Field, which is inaccessible; In the east, there is a vast and boundless sea; As for the south, there are 100,000 mountains outside the Central Plains, towering on the border, endless, where barren mountains and bad waters, miasma and poison are innumerable, and there are more strange and strange barbarians in the legend, who drink blood and are extremely ferocious.

To the west of the vast land of China, there are two major murderous places.

In the northwest direction, is the endless desolate Gobi, the world calls it "the wild land", its hundreds of years without rain, the climate is extremely dry, occasionally a little oasis, but also mostly occupied by fierce beasts and fierce things, naturally ordinary people enter is a dead end.

And rumored to be in the depths of the wilderness, there is a grand temple, which is the birthplace of the Demon Sect.

As for the southwest, it is the great swamp of death that the world talks about changing color.

The climate here is diametrically opposed to the wilderness of the northwest, where it rains seven or eight out of ten days of the year, and all kinds of exotic plants grow luxuriantly.

This cold and damp place has always been the place where the world's great poisonous beasts and poisonous insects live, and the unique and highly toxic biogas here rises from the rotten soil in the swamp every rainy day.

In addition, the bodies of animals, trees and flowers that have been soaked and rotted by rain for thousands of years have turned this place into a dangerous place, and if you accidentally take a wrong step, you will be sucked into the bottomless swamp, never see the light of day, and die miserably.

Not long ago, there were sudden rumors in the world that in the Western Death Swamp, a huge pillar of golden light suddenly rose into the sky, straight into the sky, day and night, even in the middle of the night, the sky was as bright as day.

After three days, the golden light gradually dissipated, and from then on, there always seemed to be a loud roar in the Death Swamp, faintly heard, making those who lived on the edge of the Death Swamp terrified.

From the perspective of a cultivator, spiritual artifacts have always had their own spirituality, and such a huge golden light is naturally a precursor to the birth of rare treasures, summoning destined people to go.

And judging from this golden pillar of light, the magic of this strange treasure is really extraordinary, and the world shook for a while, and the masters of good and evil gathered.

Half a day's journey from the Death Swamp to the east, there is a desolate and withered village called "Dawang Village", named after the villagers who believe in a mysterious god called "Dawang".

It's just that this god has never been very effective, neither bless the villagers here with official promotion, nor bless them with a bumper harvest of grains, food and clothing.

In the past few days, Dawang Murakami suddenly became lively, and the people who came and went were all masters of cultivation.

Although Dawang Village is not the only entrance to the Death Swamp, it is the closest inhabited place to the Death Swamp.

After there are many people, there are naturally good and evil, and after a few days, in the small place of Dawang Village, I don't know how many times there have been fights.

It's just that today, Dawang Village, whether it is good or evil, has temporarily put down the magic weapon, held his breath, and looked in the same direction.

Let them be frightened, and they dare not fight for the time being.

A strong smell of blood, I don't know where it came from, but suddenly filled the entire huge space.

The people who were born in the Demon Sect subconsciously straightened their bodies, and the well-informed person thought of a certain possibility, his face became slightly pale, and if he looked closely, he could vaguely see a slight twitch in the corners of his eyes.

The faint cyan light, with a reddish blood light, gently rippled in the air, slowly moving forward.

Even the disciples of the Ghost King Sect couldn't suppress the fear in their hearts when they knew who was coming.

Ghost King Sect, Deputy Sect Master, Ghost Great!

Ten years ago, the Ghost King Sect did not have such a person as Ghost Li, but it was rumored in the sect that after the bloody battle of the Righteous Demon Ten years ago, the Ghost King Sect leader Ghost King received a righteous traitor to his disciple and regarded it as his own, and even passed on the second volume of the Holy Sect classic "Book of Heaven" that was rumored to have fallen into the hands of the Ghost King Sect.

And in addition to the incredible progress of this ghostly spirit, his temperament has become earth-shattering, so that he can kill and devour blood to the point that even the people in the Demon Sect are thrilled.

In recent years, the infighting in the Demon Sect has become increasingly fierce, and Ghost Li, the simple disciple of Qingyunmen at the beginning, has suddenly become the number one general of the Ghost King Sect, leading the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to kill and kill, destroying countless doors, and a soul devouring rod in his hand does not know how many people's blood has been sucked up, coupled with the other eyes of the Ghost King, he soon became a figure above 10,000 people in the Ghost King Sect.

Many people in the Demon Sect who had seen the ghosts and ghosts, and when they saw that this terrifying figure appeared in Dawang Village, they subconsciously retreated.

The ghostly figure walked out of the darkness, and everyone realized that there was a gray monkey standing on his shoulder, followed by a strange Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and a face like a wild dog.

At this moment when everyone was holding their breath, they suddenly heard a shouting sound from the street ahead, and someone said loudly: "Predict the future of fifty years, can break the fortune of three hundred years, iron mouth god, pen judgment yin and yang, want to know the future days, and come to see the next phase!" ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and looked at the voice together.

I saw that on the side of the street, there was a dilapidated wooden table, next to a bamboo pole, on which hung a canvas, with the words "immortals guiding the way" written on it.

On the side of the bamboo pole, an old man with an extraordinary bearing shouted loudly, the voice just now was from him, and next to him, there was a sleepy young woman, whose appearance was quite pretty, lying on the edge of the table at the moment, with a helpless expression.

It seems that he didn't notice the strange atmosphere on the street, and Zhou Zhou Xian was still shouting hard in his mouth: "Ladies and gentlemen, this immortal has the true inheritance of the ancestor, and can restrain the poison in the world." In the dead swamp today, the biogas is highly poisonous, as long as you are equipped with this sachet I sell, it will not be poisonous, and King Kong will not be damaged......"

"Where's the liar!" Most of the righteous and demonic people present had this thought in their hearts.

But at this time, a man wearing a light blue shirt, with beautiful eyebrows and a somewhat pale face appeared in front of the hexagram stall, and said lightly: "This girl, I want to see the face." ”

Zhou Zhou Xian smiled all over his face and said, "Guest officer, what do you want to see, fortune or marriage?" How do you look at it, look at the face, palmistry or word measurement? ”

The young man groaned slightly, and said, "I'm going to go into this dead swamp too, so help me see what the fortune is!" ”

Zhou Zhou Xian smiled and said, "No problem, no problem, come, guest officer, please take a seat." Well, let's talk about it first, we are the true inheritance of the ancestors, and our physiognomy is unparalleled, so it costs ten taels of silver to see it once......"

The young man smiled slightly, it was not too expensive, and he took a pen and wrote three words on a blank piece of paper on the hexagram stall, Qin Wuyan.

"In that case, let's take my name and see what my luck is on my trip to the Western Swamp?"

Xiaohuan blinked his eyes, suddenly smiled, and said: "This guest officer, you have 'Yan' in your name, which is originally the trend of double fire to yang, but it is suppressed by the word 'none' in the middle, and the peak and loop turn around, it is feminine; ”

Qin Wuyan smiled, took out twenty taels of silver and put it in front of Xiaohuan, wrote the word ghost Li again, and asked, "In this case, you help my friend test his fortune this time, his name is ghost power?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the street fell into a deathly silence again, some people quietly retreated, some people quietly approached, the corner roof, the figure was faint, although it was daytime, but it suddenly became a little cold.

Suddenly, the silence was interrupted by the sound of footsteps, and a group of people chatting and laughing suddenly appeared on the street corner, breaking the original eerie picture of the place.

Even Qin Wuyan couldn't help but turn his head and look at the newly appeared group of more than a dozen young people wearing Taoist robes on the corner of the street.

Seeing the unified logos on those Taoist robes, the righteous people on the street were all uplifted, and the people of the Demon Sect were slightly shocked.

When Qin Wuyan looked at Song Xing, who was led by the crowd and had the bearing of a sect master, and walked indifferently at the forefront, his eyes also showed a bit of solemnity: "Qingyunmen!" ”

(End of chapter)