Southern wilderness, at the foot of the green mountains, the land of the Qing clan!

The Qing clan has a long heritage, and the legend in the clan is derived from the ancient immortal Qing Xuan.

It's just that the times are long, the end of the law is coming, and the glory of the ancestors has been drowned in the dust of history.

Today's Qing clan people are all living an ordinary and quiet day of sunrise and sunset.

Only the gray-haired, chaotic-eyed old man under the old locust tree at the head of the village was still tirelessly nagging about the glory of the Qingxuan Ancestor.

At first, there were many Qing children who would gather around him and listen to him, but after a long time, these children also felt bored and were reluctant to approach.

Qingyang, who is only fourteen years old this year, still comes to the locust tree at dusk every day and listens to the old man's story of the Qingxuan Immortal with relish.

And every time the old man finished telling the story, he began to mumble to himself, "See the blood moon, the demons appear, the wind and clouds change drastically, the mountains and rivers scream, the sentient beings sink, and the heavens and the earth are silent." The voice was full of compassion and helplessness. It's like unconsciously talking to yourself.

Every time the old man finished telling the story of his ancestors, he would always nag about it, but every time Qingyang asked the old man what he meant, the old man was always able to lean on the old locust tree and fall asleep when he asked.

This time was no exception, Qingyang had no choice but to return to his courtyard and begin to practice an ancient fist scripture that was passed on to him by the old man when he was awake.

According to the old ancestor, this fist sutra can quench the flesh and fascia, stabilize the five organs, rebel against the innate nature, and achieve the divine skills of the immortals.

It's just that Qingyang has been practicing for six or seven years, but it has never had any effect. It's just that he's taller and more powerful than kids of the same age.

Because of this, Qingyang persevered.

Other children of the same age in the clan had also cultivated behind him for a while, but they had not been able to persevere.

But today, Qingyang put up a posture and carried out the method of vomiting, which is matched with the nameless fist scripture, which is derived from the ancestors under the old locust tree, and it is not special, but the breath is longer.

However, as soon as it was put into operation today, Qingyang was suddenly shocked, only to feel that the air currents continued to generate from nothingness with the operation of the Breathing Method, pouring into the body from its own sweat pores, and then entering its own meridians, flowing along the meridians.

It was as if a light breeze was blowing in the courtyard, and even the leaves scattered on the ground in the courtyard were fluttering with the air current.

Qingyang was horrified and stopped boxing, but the breathing method started to work automatically, and at this time, Qingyang only felt that the position of the meridian acupuncture points taught to him by his father was flowing one after another, running endlessly.

Thinking about what the ancestor under the locust tree said about inducing qi into the body and refining the skin and flesh, Qingyang was surprised and delighted, and guessed in his heart, did he achieve what the ancestor said about the qi induction into the body, but didn't the ancestor say that if the end of the law today, there is no aura at all?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Qingyang continued to feel the changes in his body, only to feel that as the unknown gas entered his body, the skin around his body began to itch and numb, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The old man under the locust tree at the head of the village suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and his eyes, which were originally chaotic and dim, suddenly lit up, but they were newly closed.

After waiting for the Qingyang Tuna Method to run for a cycle, it stopped. The constant flow of air into the limbs also stopped.

Feeling the surging energy of this body, Qingyang was overjoyed at this time, and was about to find something to try his current strength, but suddenly smelled a foul smell into his nose, and he only felt that his body was sticky, and he didn't know when it was pasted with a layer of black dirt, which was extremely disgusting.

At the moment, he didn't care about probing his physical strength, so he hurriedly ran into the house and brought out the bucket, wanting to draw water from the well in the courtyard to rinse himself clean.

However, when Qingyang lifted the bucket from the well with a well rope, he screamed and hurriedly threw the bucket out in fright.

I saw that the bucket that was thrown out should have been clean and clear well water, but at this time, it was as red as blood, emitting a foul smell of blood.

At this time, Qingyang's mother heard Qingyang's exclamation, and hurriedly ran out and asked, "Ayang, what's wrong?" When I saw the blood in the bucket, I was scared, "Ah! A scream came out.

Qingyang endured the horror, comforted his mother, poured out the blood water in the bucket, and punched a bucket from the well again, but saw that the well water was as clear as a mirror.

If it weren't for the blood that had fallen to the ground just now, Qingyang would have almost wondered if he was dazzled.

At this time, the mother, who was already frightened and weak, looked at the clear water in the bucket, and then breathed a sigh of relief. But looking at the blood that had just been poured on the ground, I was a little uneasy.

Qingyang comforted his mother a few words, suppressed the fear in his heart, walked to the well, and looked into the well, but saw that the well water in the well was clear and clear as usual, but the smell of blood mixed with the smell of soil rushed up.

Qingyang comforted his mother and sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard, and comforted him a few words.

Seeing that Qingyang was calm, the mother also slowly calmed down, and pulled Qingyang and said, "Ayang, what's going on, how can the water from this well become blood." ”

Qingyang patted his mother's hand and said, "A-Niang, don't panic, what animal should have fallen into the well and died, and the blood flowed into the well water, and it happened to be hit by his son, don't you see that the water in the well has become clearer now, ah?" You go in first, and my son will wash the dirt off his body. ”

Qingmu looked a little calmer at this time, and walked slowly towards the house, but she kept turning back, as if she was afraid that something strange would appear.

Seeing this, Qingyang gave her a reassuring look.

When his mother entered the house, Qingyang looked into the well again, the well water suddenly turned into blood water, and then immediately became clear, this is definitely something unusual, even he didn't believe in the words he comforted his mother just now, how could there be an animal's blood flowing in the well just by his own bucket, but just now the mother was shocked, so I believed it.

"Ahh

Qingyang was walking towards the well, but suddenly heard a sharp scream tearing through the silence of the evening.

Qingyang looked in the direction where the voice came from, knowing that this was the clan uncle's Qinghai family.

"Could it be that something strange is happening in their house?"

Qingyang thought about it, and hurriedly poured the water he had just brought down from his head, washed away the dirt on his body, and then ran towards Qinghai's house.

Qinghai and Qingyang's father is a brother who has not come out of the five suits, and Pingsu is extremely good with Qingyang's family, and his son Qingyuan is also Qingyang's playmate.

Running on the road, Qingyang looked up at the full moon that had just risen into the sky, but felt that today's moon did not seem to be as white as in the past, but at this time he cared about the affairs of the Qinghai family, so he didn't care.

When I came to Qinghai's house, I saw my aunt Yue sitting in front of the steps with a frightened face at this time.

What's even more terrifying is that the well water in the courtyard of Qinghai is constantly emerging from the well as if it is boiling, and with the well water coming out is a stream of scarlet blood mist, which is constantly permeating the yard, and at this time it has covered the entire yard.

Qingyang looked at the blood mist in front of him, and heard screams from other courtyards in the village, and for a while, the originally peaceful village boiled like boiling water dripping into an oil pot.

Qingyang looked at the blood mist in front of him, listening to the screams and screams that kept coming from the village, and couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

What was even more terrifying was that all the plants and trees in the courtyard that were stained with blood mist immediately withered.

"This blood mist is poisonous!" Qingyang's heart sank.