The black clouds turn over the ink and do not cover the mountains.

White rain jumps into the boat.

The sky was overcast, dark clouds roared, and in the rain, the trees wailed in the torrential rain, and the green leaves were crumbling.

On the dark sky, there are countless sorrows and sorrows.

Jiang Wenyu hid in a dilapidated house somewhere, curled up.

Through the window, her eyes glazed over the brilliant flower that bloomed in the dim sky, swinging straight through the dense ink clouds, revealing the bright white sword splendor of the dome.

Jiang Wenyu's chest was like a knife, her whole body trembled, and the pain was so oppressive that she couldn't breathe.

She sat in the corner in a daze, her hands holding her curled legs, her eyebrows fixed with nostalgia and sorrow, she pursed her mouth, could no longer control herself, covered her face and sobbed.

"Mother......

It was as if there was a big hole that sucked her down, pulled her down, and never touched the ground, but she couldn't grasp anything with both hands, but she just fell slowly, and her whole body slowly rolled, and the bottomless hole quietly blew her own echo.

"Right here, give me a careful search!"

"To live to see people, to die to see corpses!"

There were shouts from outside the street, and the guards in short-cut samurai uniforms violently pushed open all the doors, and arrested all the terrified people inside, and searched them carefully.

The wooden door of the dilapidated house was kicked open, and a group of merfolk entered, using their long swords to eliminate any place where they could hide people.

One of the guards looked down at the dark dry well and threw a torch into it.

The firelight streaked by, illuminating the scene at the bottom of the well.

The sedimented sludge, piled up for an unknown number of years, and the black water flowed sideways, emitting an unbearable stench.

The guard looked at it twice, fanned it vigorously with his palm in front of him, and left with a frown.

"Not here, next street!"

Another quarter of an hour passed.

A human figure suddenly arched out of the stinky mud, and the figure covered in mud struggled to get up.

Enduring the burning pain, Jiang Wenyu pulled down the torch stuck to his shoulder and threw it on the ground.

The guard just dropped the torch and landed on Jiang Wenyu's back.

The burning fire quickly burned the wet sludge dry, and began to incinerate the flesh and skin of the latter.

Jiang Wenyu could only endure the smell of the sludge and the pain of being roasted by the fireworks, and waited until there was no sound from it before he dared to climb out of the sludge.

As soon as she took her first breath of air, the girl, who had been well-dressed since childhood, fell to her knees and retched like crazy, as if she was going to cough out her lungs.

After another half an hour, when Jiang Wenyu crawled out of the bottom of the well, she was covered with disgusting dirty mud all over her body, and the black water that had been fermenting for an unknown time dripped down the corners of her clothes and fell to the ground.

"My mother is dead."

Jiang Wenyu only felt that the back of his head was beating Bumeng's drum like a cotton-wrapped drumstick, vaguely heavy, and it was throbbing painfully.

For as long as he can remember, Jiang Ming has been by Jiang Wenyu's side.

Take her to play, take her to practice calligraphy, take her to practice knives,

When she was hungry, her mother would always serve hot fish soup; When she was injured, her mother always wiped her tears and bandaged her wounds; When she wanted to fight, her mother always suppressed her cultivation and endured the attack silently, just for herself to be comfortable.

In Jiang Wenyu's heart, Jiang Ming is the best mother in the world.

Now, she's dead.

"Revenge, I want you ......"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

Jiang Wenyu lowered her head, and a spark of resentment burst out from her eyes, like a tide surging in her chest, and it was remembered in her heart like a knife.

She swallowed her hatred, her face covered in mud suffocated like a piece of red-hot iron, her white teeth stubbornly biting her thin lower lip, even if she bit flesh and blood.

Jiang Wenyu's thoughts at this time were chaotic, and in the chaotic thoughts, she clearly had no obvious concept of the suffering she had suffered, nor did she have any exact impression of the outside world.

There was always a rumbling sound in her ears, and all Jiang Wenyu knew was that her pain was extremely terrible, and she longed for revenge, thirsty for revenge with a ruthless thirst for blood.

"Gao Yuzhu, Gao Jiming......"

"I'm going to skin you cramps, chop them up and feed them to the dogs, I want you to die without a place to bury!"

Jiang Wenyu gritted his teeth and said, his body trembling like a leaf in the wind and rain.

"Well said."

"But can you really do it?"

Suddenly, a deep and deep voice sounded from behind Jiang Wenyu, and she could even feel a hot wind blowing on her ears, causing goosebumps all over her body.

Turning her head suddenly, a dazzling white sword light swept in her hand.

The person who came just waved his hand, and easily blocked Jiang Wenyu's knife.

"You're badly wounded, too weak."

A burly figure in a black robe and a blank mask stood in front of her, stretching out two slender fingers against the tip of the white rainbow knife.

Jiang Wenyu was silent, and suddenly slashed at the former person's neck again.

"If you want revenge, Yu can help you."

The tip of the knife suddenly stopped half an inch in front of the mask.

The filthy girl looked coldly at the man in front of her, and said coldly:

"No, I can take revenge myself."

"Just you?"

The black-robed man sneered, "Do you know who Gao Yuzhu is?" Duanming County Lord of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Yan Tianzi's biological sister, with your strength as good as the exterior scene, even if you are given a hundred years, you will not be able to touch a single cold hair of Gao Yuzhu. ”

"Let's not talk about whether you can see Gao Yuzhu in the future, even now, if you don't have Yu's help, it will be difficult for you to even escape from Heluo County alive."

"Ridiculous."

Jiang Wenyu looked at the black-robed man coldly, "But some of the guards in the interior, as long as I act carefully, I will definitely be able to leave smoothly." ”

"Ridiculous?"

The corners of the black-robed man's mouth under the mask hooked, "The five first-class sects of Changbei Mansion besieged Jiang Ming, how could they forget you, Jiang Ming's only daughter." ”

"It's just that those Divine Sense Grandmasters are busy fighting for your mother's body, going to Gao Yuzhu in exchange for what they want."

"You, on the other hand, were left to their disciples to play a game of cat and mouse."

"It can be said that from now on, you will face the pursuit of the martial artists of the same generation in the entire Changbei and even the entire Jiujiang martial arts."

"Don't talk about it first, your trouble is coming."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Wenyu felt a flower in front of her, and the burly black-robed man disappeared from her eyes.

Immediately after, a shrill shout rang out.

Jiang Wenyu followed the sound and looked, only to see several figures hurrying over.

Seeing the appearance of the young man in the arrow robe and black sleeves who rushed to the front, Jiang Wenyu's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and his ferocious anger couldn't stop exuding.

Quartet Martial Arts Hall, Quartet Martial Arts Hall!

If it weren't for this group of dogs who ate inside and outside and secretly drugged them, with the strength of their mother and Uncle Li, how could they be defeated by these divine warriors who were just silver spears and candle heads, and they all died.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the killing intent in Jiang Wenyu's heart couldn't stop escaping.

Jiang Wenyu's pupils gradually turned into vertical pupils, sharp claws grew on his hands and feet, and a long tiger tail stretched out from his back.

The next moment, step on the ground and run away!

"Die!"

A terrible scream rang out, full of resentment.

It's a pity that the sad cry is not as fast as the sword.

It was an inky long sword, and its body was covered with watery lines.

As the sword slashed, a black sword light glowed, and it was extremely sharp.

Everywhere it went, there was not even a shallow cracking sound.

"Jiang Wenyu, your head, I accepted it from the Sifang Martial Arts Hall!"

Seeing this, the young man in the arrow robe and black sleeves laughed and said:

"Follow your shameless mother to Hades!"

……

Heavy rain is still falling.

The storm had broken off its reins and was running with thunder, lightning again and again, like a red chain snake covered in fire, flying through the sky, illuminating the clouds rolled by the turbulent waves.

Jiang Wenyu covered his lower abdomen, blood gushed out, his body staggered during the movement, and his steps were vain.

She listened to the sound of footsteps in the distance behind her in the thick rain.

Despair crept in the depths of my heart.

Jiang Wenyu sighed deeply and said tiredly: "I promise your conditions, but you must help me take revenge!" ”

While speaking, Jiang Wenyu stopped, she couldn't hold on anymore.

"Naturally, Yu Xiang said."

At some point, a burly figure in a black robe and a blank mask stood beside Jiang Wenyu, shielding her from the wind and rain that kept blowing.

"I'll lend you a knife."

Looking at the pursuers one after another, the black-robed man took Jiang Wenyu's white rainbow knife and walked forward slowly.

The thunder fell, and the white rainbow knife rose!

No one knew what terrifying power this finger contained, only from the angry eyes of the people on the other side who had retreated like thunder.

Visible in the slightest.

Jiang Wenyu saw that the black-robed man's five fingers were trembling, and the terrifying shock had been transmitted from the white rainbow knife to his fingers, palms, arms, and shoulders...... Up to the whole body!

Like a meteor catching the moon, the sword light quickly approached, blooming with black brilliance, and the vision seemed to be distorted by the thick rain curtain, and the image was a little blurred.

The strong wind directly shattered the rubble and broken rafters on the ground, making a clattering sound.

The white rainbow knife in the black-robed man's hand roared, and it was violently pushed out in an instant, as fast as lightning, and the black waves were even more violent, and they had the potential to overwhelm the world.

Yin Yin Sword Sutra: Sword Mountain Hell!

For sheep, it doesn't matter if you don't like sheep, but you can't scold him, killing the living, including killing, slaughtering cats and dogs, killing cattle and sheep, because Yin is different from the yang, there is no distinction between high and low, cows, horses, cats, dogs and people, all collectively called living beings, those who commit one of the above two sins, after death, will be sent to the Knife Mountain Hell, stripped naked, and made to climb the Knife Mountain naked.

The warrior who chased after him was in a trance, only to feel that he was hanging on the knife mountain with strips, and endured the pain of his body like a knife, and the pain was unbearable.

In Jiang Wenyu's eyes, the black-robed man's knife skills are very sharp, and his moves are concise and fast, without any fancy or false moves.

Holding a white rainbow knife, he leaped like a fly, and the lightning was sassy.

It's just a knife, and the head is rolling.

At this moment a great bolt of lightning lit up the entire sky, and it galloped gracefully over the dark shadows of the buildings and trees, splitting the sky and the ground in two like a frightening scimitar.

And this black-robed man is right in the middle of this lightning, like a ghost from the underworld, harvesting the lives of living beings in the yang world.

"Keep your promises, let go of your heart, and serve the rest as the Lord."

The black-robed man's deep voice suddenly exploded in Jiang Wenyu's ears, pulling her thoughts back.

Jiang Wenyu looked back and took a deep look at the direction of Jiang Ming's fall.

Then she turned around again, got down on one knee, and lowered her head.

The black-robed man looked at Jiang Wenyu with satisfaction, and the strange syllables in his mouth poured out, deeply imprinted in the latter's spiritual consciousness.

"There is no resistance, and there is no discomfort!"

Hearing the cold voice of the black-robed man, Jiang Wenyu had to endure the groggy pain in his head and gritted his teeth to insist.

I don't know how long it has been.

Jiang Wenyu could only feel that the raindrops that fell on his body were gradually disappearing.

The rain stopped.

"From now on, you are one of the Heavenly Demon Beings, and your name is ......"

"Bitter cold."

Bitter Han raised his eyes, and after a moment lowered his head again.

"Slave bitter cold, meet my master."

"Great Freedom Heaven."

……

"Are you saying that the owner of the Sifang Martial Arts Pavilion, 'Ink Dragon in Wine' Li Qingtian, was plotted by the remaining brothers and took away the family business of the Sifang Martial Arts Pavilion?"

In the gloomy alley, Chen Yuyan walked with Bitter Han, who was half a position behind him, hanging his head and respectfully.

"Exactly, if it weren't for the few of them poisoning Li Qingtian and Zhao Buhu, my mother wouldn't have fallen to this point at all."

"Li Qingtian's son Li Wen is also being hunted down and killed everywhere like me, if the demons are still in the stage of development today, if my lord can save him and promise to avenge him, with Li Wen's temperament, he will naturally do his best to do things for my lord."

"If only it could be done."

"My lord has another capable man."

Bitter Han lowered his head and said in a steady voice.

"Good, let's go and see it with Yu."

Chen Yuyan wore a blank mask, his speed suddenly accelerated, and he disappeared into the alley with Jiang Wenyu.

There is a reason why Jiang Wenyu should be called bitter cold now.

There are a total of seven ceremonies in the inheritance of the immortal god "Great Freedom God", regardless of the order of difficulty, and only by completing all seven rituals can you be eligible to be promoted to the Great Freedom God.

One of them is the destruction of Buddhism.

It refers to the destruction of Buddhism in this generation, as long as the immortals of Buddhism are still there, the inheritance of Buddhism will never be broken.

Even if all the bald donkeys die, there will be the reincarnation of Buddhist immortals with their own wisdom roots to continue to promote the concept of Buddhism.

The Southern Ming Dynasty worships the Tao, and the Northern Wei worships the Buddha.

As the state religion of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Buddhism can be said to have been tightly tied to the Gao family, and even the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty must shave his hair as a monk and copy the scriptures for three months before he can inherit the unification of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Both sides are prosperous and loss-making.

If you want to uproot the Buddhist gate, the Gao family is the biggest obstacle on this road.

It is almost impossible to destroy the Northern Wei Dynasty together, but there is no need to do this.

Chen Yuyan turned sideways and looked at the bitter cold walking with her head down, but she had the blood of the Gao family of the Northern Wei Dynasty flowing on her body.

However, it is still too early to discuss these things, even if Chen Yuyan has already entered the divine will, saying that these are still just water and moon in the mirror, and a castle in the sky.

But the foundation of the Heavenly Demons must be laid from now on.

This will be Chen Yuyan's capital to sweep the rivers and lakes in the future, and it will also be his team to compete for the position of the seventh generation of Great Freedom God.

Chen Yuyan still remembered that there were many inheritances in the rivers and lakes that had not yet been inherited, but because the sequences were different, they were not suitable for him.

As long as the framework of the Heavenly Demon Beings is built, then this information will be useful.

Chen Yuyan looked up, although the sky was gloomy, there was already a glimmer of light falling through the clouds.

Chronicles of the rivers and lakes.

Millennia ago.

The year of the Emperor, the month of the ugly month, the day of Xinsi.

The Heavenly Demons were established, and our lord was rising, and decades later, all the rivers and lakes bent their waists.

There is a poem that says:

Water leads to the south for 3,000 miles.

Fourteen states of the air pressure Jiangcheng!

(End of chapter)