An inn in Liuyun Town, the early morning sun shines through the window, illuminating the room.

Lin Yunzhi slowly woke up, but found that he was wrapped in a thin rope and couldn't move. He tried to shout, but found that there was no sound in his throat.

There were two men in black in the room, a man and a woman, both of whom wore special bamboo masks, which looked extremely mysterious.

One of the mysterious people was holding a white porcelain bowl with a yellow liquid in it, and he walked up to Lin Yunzhi and began to pour the medicine.

Lin Yunzhi was frightened, and he tried to break free, but the ropes that bound him became tighter and tighter, and he could not escape. He could only watch as the man fed the bowl of liquid into his mouth.

With the entry of the potion, a strange aura quickly filled Lin Yunzhi's body. He felt like he was flying up into the clouds, happy but a little confused.

Soon, Lin Yunzhi's face showed a strange expression, a smile that was self-satisfied and unscrupulous. He closed his eyes as if he were in a fairyland.

At this time, the mysterious man wearing a bamboo mask quietly watched Lin Yunzhi. He watched Lin Yunzhi be bewildered by the effect of the potion, and there was only a deep indifference in his eyes.

Lin Yunzhi was drunk in the fog and became a fool who answered all questions.

Li Shuidao held the blood Wenyugui in his hand, and began to ask about the origin of this object......

Seventeen years ago.

Lin Yuanxiu, the old man of the Lin family, broke into an ancient tomb in order to break through the cultivation bottleneck in the later stage of the Rong Ling Realm, search for secrets.

That ancient tomb was not an ordinary place, it was obviously the footprints left by immortal cultivators. The tomb is full of traps and traps.

Seven Qinglin Hall Rong Ling Realm monks broke into it, and the mechanism in the depths of the ancient tomb was sometimes moving in unison, sometimes the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the place where they went was extremely dangerous.

In the end, only three people were left who successfully survived, and the old man Lin Yuanxiu also obtained a piece of blood-red jade.

This piece of jade is blood-red all over, although it looks ordinary, but the old man Lin Yuanxiu regards it as a treasure, keeps his mouth shut like a bottle, and studies it repeatedly......

After a period of research......

Old man Lin Yuanxiu found that as long as he poured his mana into the blood-patterned jade gui and sank this jade gui into the well under the moon, he could decipher the secret.

Whenever the moonlight spills over the well and the water surface is calm and waveless, a strange change occurs.

Faint words appeared on the surface of the well, and the old man Lin Yuanxiu recorded these words, and finally obtained the complete inheritance of the "Blood Demon White Bone Gong".

The Blood Demon White Bone Skill is a powerful demonic technique.

It can be seen just a few words passed down through the exercises.

When you practice this exercise, you can have a white bone blood slave, and when you fight with someone, the white bone blood slave can turn into a blood light monster, enter the enemy's body, absorb the enemy's life energy and blood essence, and transmit the converted power to the cultivator, so that the cultivator's strength can be rapidly improved.

However, Lin Yuanxiu had no way to practice this technique by himself.

To cultivate the Blood Demon White Bone Skill, he needed a white bone and blood slave as a co-reference, but his co-staff was a three-zhang long Qinglin Beast, and it was impossible to replace the co-ginseng, which made Lin Yuanxiu feel very regretful.

Lin family ancestral hall.

Secret meeting room.

The red candlelight reflected on the calm faces of Lin Yuanxiu and several family elders.

Lin Yuanxiu's voice was low and firm: "The secret of the Blood Demon White Bone Gong can only be known by our family elders, and you must not spread it. Then the younger generations of the family, who will practice this exercise......

The elders nodded silently, and after pondering for a moment, they jointly deliberated and came up with a decision: Lin Yunzhi, the descendant of the family, was the most suitable candidate to cultivate the Blood Demon White Bone Skill.

If you want to cultivate the "Blood Demon White Bone Skill", you must first obtain the White Bone Blood Slave.

The process of obtaining a white bone blood slave is quite cumbersome, not only to consume a large amount of spiritual materials to make a formation, but also to sacrifice a thousand living souls with blood, integrate the resentment of a thousand souls into the body of a living person, and wait until ten years later, and then torture it to death, when a thousand souls explode and integrate into the bone marrow, you can achieve a white bone blood slave.

"The blood and bones are beginning to appear, the resentful spirit awakens, it fits my heart and mind, and becomes my strongest ......"

It was precisely because the process was so cumbersome that Lin Yuanxiu had to confess the truth to the family elders.

Frankly told the family elders that although the family resources could be mobilized and the white bone blood slave could be produced in the end, it also laid a hidden danger for the family's demise.

After all, everyone has selfish intentions......

It is a small fishing village with more than 1,000 people in Cangzhou.

Late at night......

An altar stands silently in the middle of the village.

As usual, Xia Ruoxue slept soundly beside her family. However, the trajectory of fate began to change at this moment.

Xia Ruoxue, who was only four or five years old, was secretly hugged on the altar by the Lin family monks.

The altar is divided into two parts, high and short, the high part is a little boy named Lin Yunzhi, and the low part is Xia Ruoxue's figure.

Lin Yunzhi is still young, he does not know the secrets of the family, and only treats this ceremony as a small game among children.

Lin Yunzhi stared intently at Xia Ruoxue's petite face, and a touch of ignorance arose in his heart.

The small fishing village in the early morning is full of tranquility.

Xia Ruoxue, the little girl, rubbed her eyes as usual and woke up in the arms of her family.

At the dinner table, her parents and family members silently prepared breakfast for her, but their faces were covered with a heavy layer of gray.

However, the peace of the entire small fishing village was shattered by a terrible wail.

From early in the morning, one by one, elderly villagers fell one after another.

Their loved ones groaned weakly, tears moistening their eyes.

The chaotic scene of the small fishing village unfolded in front of Xia Ruoxue's eyes, and people were surprised, helpless, and some even began to collapse.

They held each other up, but they couldn't stop the spread of death.

Gradually......

Grief and pain enveloped the village, and every cry seemed to be a struggle against fate.

In the evening, Xia Ruoxue stood alone in this dilapidated wilderness. She stared at the fallen people, a sense of powerlessness and deep despair welling up in her heart, as if trapped in a dark fog.

At this moment, an old and kind old man walked up to Xia Ruoxue's side.

He slowly reached out and gently wiped the tears from her face. "This is a terrible plague, from now on, I am willing to be your father-in-law, you will follow me, child."

The old man's voice was soft and firm, and his eyes were full of hope and kindness.

His name is Lin Yuanxiu, the speaker of the Lin family, and he is also the initiator of all this.

……

Lin Yunzhi said all the beginnings and ends intermittently......

Hearing about the small fishing village, Xia Ruoxue's heart suddenly swelled with a strong sadness and anger.

She thought of the despair of her parents, relatives and siblings falling one by one around her, and the pain and despair came to her heart like a tidal wave, and she felt as if she was in a crazy nightmare.

Her eyes were frenetic, the mask on her face was torn off, the waist knife in her hand flashed with cold light, and she was completely out of control.

"Ahh A roar filled with the pain of betrayal and hurt.

Poof!

One knife, two knives, and a knife into the abdomen.

Lin Yunzhi, who was trapped in a hallucination, not only did not feel any pain, but smirked stupidly.

"Xue'er, if you kill him now, it will only make him die in joy, he won't feel any pain, let me come." Li Shuidao said benevolently.