In the sky, the sun and the moon rise and set, the clouds roll away, the sunny day, the rain and the clouds change...... The peach trees in the yard, the flowers bloom and fall, and the attractive peaches ripen nearly a hundred times.

Since Murong Jiu left the ancient kingdom of Huaxia, nearly a hundred years have passed, and in this hundred years, there has been no shortage of battles in the cultivation world, but under the rules of the Xuanyuan royal family, there have been no martial riots that are too difficult to control.

However, the cultivation world is the cultivation world, and in the seemingly calm sea, what cannot be eliminated is that there are some turbulent currents hidden in them, and one day, one stone will stir up a thousand waves.

A mountain village in the far north ice field of the ancient Chinese country is close to mid-summer, so that it is no longer covered with ice and snow, and the ground is frozen and cold. Green trees and red flowers, insects and butterflies dance, the mountain village is full of vitality.

With a squeak, the courtyard door was opened, and a young girl walked out of the courtyard with a bucket in her hand. Ye Rong was dressed in simple clothes, although he was not as aura as the daughter of the family, but in this rural place, there was also a natural and pure beauty, like an uncarved piece of jade.

After last night's thunderstorm, the air was filled with thick humidity in the early morning. Ye Rong came to the well with a familiar car, and she put down the bucket...... Due to the heavy rains that fell overnight, the groundwater was so abundant that the water level in the well almost overflowed.

Skillfully fetching water, shaking the wheel...... However, as the bucket was lifted out of the water, a sudden change occurred - the bucket suddenly sank, and a palm poked out of the water, clutching the edge of the bucket.

"Ahh

The abrupt change really startled Ye Rong. But as she probed to check the well, a face emerged from the water, his eyes closed, and his cheeks were purple and blue, like a corpse thrown into a well after being beaten to death.

The swollen cheeks at a distance of half a foot were like dead corpses, hitting Ye Rong's visual nerves directly, and the pupils of her eyes suddenly dilated...... His face became paler and paler as time slowed down...... Eventually, she let out a high-decibel scream and fled.

The girl's shrill cry was especially loud in this quiet mountain village...... The sound of running sounded, and a young man holding a stick ran out of the Ye family's courtyard quickly. Ye Chong had a scar on his face. With his angry expression, his form is completely like a fierce bandit looking for someone desperately, dare to bully my sister, see if I don't smash him!

"Brother. There's a dead man in the well!" Ye Rong, who bumped into Ye Chong head-on. Her face was pale. Exclaimed.

Dead man, Ye Chong, who was like a reckless man, his eyebrows jumped fiercely, although he was so brave and ruthless. However, I still feel my scalp blow up when it hurts people's lives and kills people.

In the ordinary world of the ancient Chinese kingdom, there is no strength, no power, no family background, ordinary ordinary people must strictly follow the laws of the ancient kingdom, and the result of hurting people to death is only to be punished for their crimes.

"Brother, what should we do, shall we report to the official?" Ye Rong, who had experienced such an incident for the first time in her life, had no claim after seeing the purple and blue dead face, and said in a trembling voice.

"Let's see. Ye Chong shook his head and rejected Ye Rong's proposal, for him, who was unwilling to be mediocre and always wanted to form a gang, he resolutely avoided being involved in lawsuits.

Holding the stick in both hands, Ye Rong followed Ye Chong and walked towards the well, but when he turned the corner, the brother and sister were stunned on the spot.

Twenty meters ahead, by the well, sat a young man, his clothes in tatters, his long hair scattered over his head, and he stared fixedly at the wheel of the water.

Cautiously approaching the well, Ye Rong's pale face was even more bloodless, her hands tightly grasped Ye Chong's stick, and her fingertips were pale from blood loss due to too much force. From the gap between the young man's unkempt long hair, she could conclude that this young man was the dead body in the well, but she didn't understand why the dead body was able to resurrect and climb out of the well? She didn't understand why the bruises on the young man's cheeks were completely gone? She didn't understand why his clothes and hair were completely dry? All kinds of things that couldn't be seen through and couldn't guess made Ye Rong feel terrified.

Sensing that someone was approaching, the young man looked up, his movements stiff, and his eyes were blank through the loose hanging hair.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" encountering such a thing in the early morning also made Ye Chong feel frightened.

"......" stared blankly at the slightly frightened brother and sister, the young man did not move, nor spoke, he looked at them calmly and stupidly.

"Are you talking, are you dumb?" Ye Chong said.

The young man of the "......" was as ignorant as before, and his eyes did not even change.

"How did you die and live, and how did you climb out of the well?" Ye Chong's brows furrowed, and he boldly continued to ask.

“......”

"You're stupid!" Ye Chong, who couldn't get a response, his anger surged, he reached out and snatched the stick in Ye Rong's hand, he poked the young man hard, I saw that my heart was furious, I will poke you to death!

"......" stiff eyes, the young man looked down at the poked flesh part, his expression did not change at all, still silent.

...... After asking one sentence at a time, they didn't hear any words from the young man, Ye Chong and Ye Rong came to the conclusion that the young man in front of them was deaf and dumb, and he was a fool.

However, just as the two of them filled the bucket and returned home, the fool staggered to his feet, and he staggered into the Ye family's courtyard...... From the threat of sticks to food almsgiving, the stupid young people were unmoved, so they stupidly relied on the Ye family.

I don't know how to eat, I don't know how to change clothes, I don't know how to survive, I just stare at something stupidly, such a young man naturally can't be treated by Ye Chong - cold eyebrows, fists and feet, but due to the stubborn insistence of the doting sister, Ye Chong finally kept him, but drove him into the firewood room.

In the evening, the young man, whose clothes were still tattered and his long hair was still unkempt, stared at the two fruits in a demented manner, his eyes looked dazed, but in this dark firewood room, from time to time the stars burst out.

Half an hour, an hour...... In the silent firewood room, the weeds trembled with a sigh, and a palm-sized mouse crawled out of the mouse hole to feed, and the fruit that exuded a fragrant smell naturally formed a great temptation for it, and it glanced around vigilantly, and after not seeing any danger, it went straight to the fruit.

The crunching sound of the hungry rat eating the fruit was heard in the woody room, and the sweet and delicious flesh entered the belly, which was the mercy of heaven for the mouse.

Half an hour later, the rat wagged its tail and went into the burrow satisfied, leaving in its place the debris that had been eaten and spoiled. However, all this was seen by the young man next to him, who had no independent thinking and willpower, and was as silent as an outsider who had nothing to do with himself, and his existence was strangely unnoticed by the mouse.

Their fruit is eaten by rats, and the young people know no sorrow or anxiety. Tiredness struck, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he sat and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, there were no stars or moons in the sky, and it was gloomy and dim, like a rainstorm brewing again.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the air rolled, and gradually converged into an illusory palace, the palace was as high as a hundred zhang, the atmosphere was majestic, and a reckless, domineering demonic aura was vast in all directions.

His gaze suddenly returned from the void, and in that firewood room, a young man who was sitting asleep, from the pores of his skin, a trace of demonic cloud qi drilled out of his flesh and bones, and a dark-colored demonic flame burned on the surface of his skin...... The illusory palace was affected by his qi and manifested itself in the air.

Boom, boom, boom...... Thunderbolts rolled in the air, world-splitting lightning tore through the night sky, and thunder roared in the sky.

However, under the power of such thunder and anger, the phantom of the visible palace was even more arrogant in the fluttering, shaking the sky against chaos and dominating the world.

The Holy Demon Palace of the Spirit Realm was born, the heavens and the earth shook, and countless strong people trembled.

Far away at the top of the Xuanyuan King City in the ancient kingdom of China, a middle-aged man dressed in white looked at the north from afar, his deep eyes seemed to have penetrated through thousands of miles of space barriers, and projected his gaze onto the Holy Demon Palace:

"A new era of the Demon Palace Sanctuary, the chaos of gods and demons and the catastrophe of heaven and earth ......"

In a mysterious place in the ancient country of China, a generation of witches wrapped in black robes, her eyes flashed, and she said with a clever smile: "The Holy Demon Palace has returned, heaven and earth are irreversible, and my brothers are coming back." ”

The phantom of the Holy Demon Palace appeared in the air of the Arctic Ice Field, signaling to the entire cultivation world the arrival of the Era Era, and the forces of all parties were planning for it, and the dark tide in the cultivation world was surging.

Although the illusory shadow of the Holy Demon Palace stirred up the entire cultivation world, it did not bring any devastating blow to the ordinary people in the ancient kingdom - the power of the invisible rules of heaven and earth silently dissipated the surging mad aura; perhaps, just like the laws of space in the Chinese realm in the later world, the higher the level and the stronger the strength, the stronger the heaven and earth restraint force will be.

The demonic power that pierced the sky slowly dissipated after a quarter of an hour, and the tall image of the Holy Demon Palace had collapsed into invisibility...... In this short quarter of an hour, its appearance had already stirred up the Huaxia cultivation world, revealing that it had broken the original rules of the world, and the specifications were uncertain.

The lightning that contained the power of judgment ceased, the thunder ceased, and the night sky returned to its former tranquility—there were no stars, no moon, and the dark sky was dark and deep.

In that firewood room, Murong Jiu, a young man who was sitting quietly and sleeping, still did not move, the demonic qi and demonic flames had disappeared, and he had returned to a stupid state, calm as a pool of stagnant water. (To be continued......)