Normally, the number of casualties and wounded in battle is often much larger than the number of people killed, but today the situation is different, it is not a battle but a pure massacre, and the scene is particularly tragic. The Qingshui clan reached the end of the old and weak women and children all took up weapons and slashed wildly towards the key points of the slaughterer, killing each enemy to avenge themselves and their clansmen.

If Bai Sha's men were wounded, they would immediately be attacked by a group of Qingshui clansmen, and by the time they reached the end, the number of dead was more than ten times that of the wounded. At this moment, the Qingshui clan has fallen, what should be done with the rest of the things?

Bai Sha turned around and said, "Xingyao, the aftermath will be left to you, don't leave any clues about Chiwang Hill." Today's events must be kept absolutely confidential, and no one is allowed to divulge the inside information, even if they return to Chiwangqiu. As for what to say in the future, I will teach you. ”

The man in the power suit is named Xingyao, and he is Bai Sha's disciple and his most trusted confidant. At this moment, Xingyao looked at Li Qingshui, who was sitting still on the stone platform, and asked with a divine thought, "Lord of Evil, have you got it?"

Bai Sha shook his head, and motioned with his hand for Xingyao to leave the peak with him, and flew down the mountain peak to the outside of the magic circle, and then said with a divine thought: "As long as Li Qingshui is still there, we still have hope." ”

Xingyao: "Do you still want to keep him alive? Since he didn't open his mouth today, he will never let you do it." ”

Bai Sha: "With his cultivation, I can't stop him if he wants to kill himself." But in this case, he still insisted on living, which in itself says one thing. With his hatred for me, as long as there is a slight possibility of revenge, he will not give up. Even if he doesn't speak anymore, I don't know what he's thinking?"

Xingyao: "You're saying that he'll try to find a successor and teach him everything he knows in his life." What you can't get from him, you can get from his heirs. ”

Bai Sha nodded and said: "What he won't tell me, as long as he waits for the opportunity, he will definitely tell the heirs, the purpose is to take revenge." The reason why he is still alive is because of this belief! This is the simplest truth, and I understand it. ”

Xingyao: "But how long can he endure this situation in hatred, how long can he hold on? More importantly, how long can you wait?"

Bai Sha: "I have also studied a lot of so-called mountain god cultivation, and I have already sensed it, and he has fused his aura with this tree mound. As long as the tree is alive on the hill, he can live, like a stone in the mountain that cannot move or speak, until the end of his life.

And I can wait at least another hundred years, even if I can't wait for the desired result in the end, there is nothing to lose, and in these hundred years, I still hope to step on the path to heaven, and I don't necessarily have to obtain his secret inheritance. I'm just giving him a chance to think he's going to be able to take hope, and that's my chance. ”

Xingyao: "But in his situation, how can he find a successor?"

Bai Sha: "If he wasn't in this situation, how could I rest assured that he would live? But if he insists on living, it means that it is still possible." He is the mountain god here, and he can still hear the prayers from the altars of the tribes, and know what is happening within a hundred miles of the Dao. It's a pity that he doesn't have much at his disposal now, and I'm looking forward to seeing what he will do."

Bai Sha kept the magic circle that surrounded the Shude Hill, and quietly laid another magic circle, which could monitor the movement of Li Qingshui at any time. Today, Li Qingshui can still "see" what is happening within a radius of 100 miles, but it is difficult for him to communicate with the outside world. Even if he used the mountain mystic method to barely gather his thoughts and communicate with someone in the outside world, he would be immediately known by Bai Sha.

And Li Qingshui should also be able to think that Bai Sha will monitor him, so when looking for a successor, he will try his best to avoid Bai Sha's surveillance, or think that he can avoid prying eyes. But in any case, as long as there is a glimmer of hope for revenge, Li Qingshui will not give up trying, anyway, he doesn't care whether to take risks or not, and Bai Sha is waiting for this opportunity.

There are dozens of Langji trees in the mountains, and Bai Sha picks all the ripe Langji fruits. There are also hundreds of dragon blood treasure trees here, and he ordered people to stay until noon to collect dragon blood resin in secret methods. However, Bai Sha did not touch the unripe Langji Fruit, let alone damage the roots of the Langji Tree and the Dragon Blood Treasure Tree, but let them continue to grow here and can be harvested regularly.

The Dragon's Blood Treasure Tree is already very rare in the wild natural environment, and the cultivation of the Langji Tree is extremely difficult and almost difficult to transplant, and such a Qionglin is simply hard to find in the world. There are also Langyu trees in the white Chiwang Hill, but there is only one one, which was carefully cultivated after countless secret methods nourished a hundred years ago.

Today's Shude Hill has not only become a place of confinement for Li Qingshui, a place for Bai Sha to guard the plants and wait for rabbits, but also a rare medicine field secretly owned by the Chiwangqiu faction. After picking the ripe Langji fruit and collecting the dragon's blood resin, Xingyao also ordered someone to dig up a batch of dragontree blood. The resin that flows out of the knots of the Dragon's Blood Treasure Tree in its natural state is exhausted when it drips to the ground after condensation, and it can be used for many purposes as an elixir for cultivation.

Dissolving the blood of the dragon tree with a secret method and integrating it into the root place of the grass and trees is one of the ways to build a rare medicine field, which can make some rare elixirs grow better and faster. There are hundreds of dragon blood treasure trees in this mountain, and many dragon trees have accumulated in the soil and rocks for many years. Xingyao led the people to only search for a part of the dragon tree buried on the surface of the earth and rock, and they still wanted to keep the medicine field here.

Dragon's blood resin and Nagarjuna's blood exhaustion are the holy medicine for healing, and the Chiwangqiu faction has its own secret method of healing wounds, and the injured are temporarily treated in the Shude Hill.

By the time all this had been done, it was dusk the next day. Xingyao also reported to Bai Shaqi: "Lord Shah, the elixir collected in Shude Hill alone is a major harvest. But you led the people out of the mountain in the name of killing the demon king, and ordered that you must not tell the story of this place, and when you return to Chiwang Mountain, how can you explain it?"

Bai Xu smiled: "I got so many Lang Ji Fruits today, if I can't take it to become an immortal if I refine it into an elixir, it can at least help me prolong my life for decades, and this harvest alone will be worth the trip! After leaving Shude Hill, we went to kill the rock-scaled beast, I know where it is, and what I said at the beginning is not a lie." ...... Let's go first, the follow-up things here will be handed over to you after the demon king is killed. ”

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The city was in ruins, and there was silence in the valley surrounded by mountains, and the light of the fire that had been lit last night had frightened away the birds and beasts around it, and the fire had not yet been completely extinguished, and green smoke was still rising from the embers of the ruins.

Xingyao didn't leave any clues that could trace Chiwangqiu, and even took away the weapons that were damaged in the battle. Not a single body was left in the ruins, and the remains of the Qingshui clan and the fallen men of the White Devil were all reduced to ashes. The flame that destroyed the corpse at the end of the body still carried supernatural power, so it was burned very thoroughly, and only countless gray smoke drifted to a high place with the rising air current, slowly scattering down the mountains.

Bai Sha, Xingyao and the others left at dusk the next day, and quietly disappeared into the thousands of rocks and ravines in the gradually approaching night. This is also the courage of the art masters, no one of the inhabitants of the tribes in the wilderness dares to rush at night, not to mention the threat of the fierce birds and beasts, they can't see the path clearly at night, and they will stumble and fall into the abyss if they are not careful in the steep mountains.

Another dawn came, and there was still a blue smoke drifting over the valley, giving off a faint indescribable aura. The chirping of birds could finally be heard in the surrounding mountains and forests, and several brightly colored tree ibises flew by, but as if frightened, they flapped their wings in the air and turned to avoid the ruins of the walled city.

When the sun shines over the ridge to the ground, there is another man here. This man actually flew from the sky, wearing a long white dress, the skirt and cuffs were faintly golden, like a white cloud dyed with gold in the sun. This person is a woman, who can not be described as a decade, with long hair like black satin, a beautiful face, a slender figure, and fair skin as crystal as jade, like a fairy who has descended into the world.

She flew above the ruins and stood in the air, and if someone of high sense sensed it, it would have sensed that a pair of transparent invisible wings spread out behind her. It was a spell that condensed the wind, and with the help of a magical artifact, it could fly into the sky. At this moment, on the tip of her delicate and small nose, there were fine beads of sweat oozing, obviously coming all the way from far away.

The woman's eyes were full of horror as she looked at the ruined walled city, apparently aware of what had happened here, but it was too late. The Qingshui clan had disappeared inexplicably, and no one knew where they had gone, but the woman sensed a terrifying aura in the embers of smoke and dust.

The more than 1,600 clansmen of the Qing Shui clan have not gone away, they are still here, they are just turned into ashes, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find traces, but this woman can sense it very clearly. She hurriedly waved the white bamboo cane-like utensils in her hand, and a cool feeling sprinkled all over the sky, as if carrying invisible raindrops. The embers of the flames in the ruins were finally extinguished, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the air in the valley was fresh again.

The woman seemed to be using her powerful magic power to sense and search for something in the ruins, and her expression suddenly changed, and she flew down from mid-air to the center of the ruins, and the artifact in her hand pointed forward. It was covered in charred ash and surrounded by burnt, collapsed buildings, with the walled altar in front of it.

Half of the altar made of solid bluestone has been blown down, and the original sacred and solemn appearance is no longer visible. This is the battlefield where the Qingshui clan resisted to the last part, and although there were no traces of the corpse, they could still sense the tragic aura. I saw an invisible force come out, and the heavy bluestones were swept away, and the remaining altar was demolished, and the ruins of a nearby building were removed.

On the side of the altar, an invisible mana fluctuation suddenly came out, and it immediately dissipated in the spell cast by the woman, as if some magic circle had been destroyed, a bamboo basket padded with soft grass and animal skins flew out, and the cry of a baby suddenly came from the bamboo basket.

There was even a survivor here, a baby boy under the age of one. There was a secret room at the bottom of the altar, which was unknown to the rest of the clan except for the priests of the Shimizu clan. Someone hid him here, and sealed the entrance to the secret room, using the cover circle to hide his breath.

This baby escaped for the time being, and even a master like Xingyao didn't find him, but after the Qing Shui clan was wiped out, it was even more impossible for anyone to find this secret room, and this child would also be buried helplessly in the dark underground. Fortunately, he was found by this woman at this moment.

The fragile baby had been in the dark for a day and two nights, and when he saw the harsh sunlight, his cry was still so loud.

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In the distance, on the top of the peak of the tree hill hidden in the world, Li Qingshui, who looked like a stone statue, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the altar where the cry of a baby came from in the ruins of the city. Li Qingshui couldn't move for a long time, even if he just struggled to open his eyes, it was as heavy as lifting two mountain peaks, and it looked like a stone statue had cracked.

When he was about to take the last step of the path to heaven, his previous efforts were ruined, and he was irreversibly injured by the form and god, and he struggled to merge his breath with this tree hill in order to continue to live.

The White Sha didn't kill him, and he knew what the White Sha was doing with his life. Li Qingshui is a mountain god worshipped by various tribes within a radius of 200 miles, and he can still know what is happening in this area, but he can't move or speak, and it is even more difficult for him to communicate with people as a mountain god as before.

He knew that the woman flew and could "see" in the primordial spirit. In fact, with his current condition, the ordinary naked eye can no longer see the scenery outside the tree and hill clearly, and can only sense it by the residual thoughts condensed by the mountain mystical method. He didn't have to open his eyes, it was just a subconscious action, which showed that his mood was also greatly touched.

There was a baby in the ruins who survived, and the priest of the Shimizu clan died in battle, but the child was left in the secret room, waiting for a glimmer of seemingly impossible life. If someone else saw this scene, they might be glad that the Qingshui clan was still the last to survive, but Li Qingshui sighed secretly, because he knew that this baby was not a member of the Qingshui clan.

The baby was sent two months ago, and the priest of the Shimizu clan was entrusted with his care and care. The woman who had brought him in the first place was the woman of today, and the baby may have been picked up by chance as she was passing through the mountains, and she rescued him and sent it to the nearest tribe.

Although Li Qingshui is a mountain god and can know what is happening within a radius of two hundred miles of the Lu Dao, of course, he is not paying attention to all those almost endless miscellaneous matters all the time. Not long ago, he was cultivating to a critical juncture and was about to retreat through the tribulation, so he didn't pay much attention to the trivial matters in the various tribes, but he just knew that there was such a thing in the Dao.

However, the secret room under the altar was not built by the priests of the Qingshui clan for generations, but was built by Li Qingshui himself, leaving the clansmen to secretly store the most precious things, including the magic weapons that have been passed down from generation to generation.

On the night of the tragedy, the priests of the clan heard the warning of the mountain god that there would be a night attack by murderers, and the Shimizu clan was facing annihilation. The priest must have urgently opened the chamber and removed a few powerful artifacts for the clan to fight, perhaps leaving the baby in the chamber.

This baby is not a member of the Shimizu clan, maybe the priest doesn't want him to die with the Shimizu clan, or he may remember the promise he made when he took in the baby - he will take care of him as much as possible, so as to leave a glimmer of life for the baby, as for whether he can survive or not, it is up to fate.

But what interests Li Qingshui more is not the baby but this woman, how can she find out about this secret room and the baby in the secret room? Li Qingshui knows how secret the secret room he built with his own hands is, even if he is replaced by a supernatural power, if it weren't for the mountain god here and knowing that there is a secret room there, it would be difficult to detect, and this woman is so accurate!

Li Qingshui didn't know in advance that there was a baby in the secret room of the Lu Dao, and he had been seriously injured when he warned the priests of the Qing Shui clan, and then Bai Sha climbed to the top of the peak to ask him about the secret legend, and there was no time for him to care. And at this moment, although he can still perceive the situation outside Shudeqiu in the Yuan Shen, he can no longer see beyond the facial features of ordinary people, and the underground secret room is also something he can't peep into.

Li Qingshui, who was in doubt, closed his eyes again, and only watched in his mind. The baby's cry was loud, and the woman leaned over and took the baby out of the basket, and the baby began to wave his fleshy little arms and legs, and the cry became louder, as if he had been greatly wronged—he must have been thirsty and hungry.

The woman seemed to be at a loss as she held the little thing that was waiting to be fed, she obviously had no experience at all, so she had to use spells to calm the child's spirit. The child is very healthy and not injured, the cry is loud and full of energy, and no matter how powerful the woman's magical power is, there is nothing she can do about this baby who doesn't know anything about the world.

After a while, the woman seemed to react suddenly, and waved her sleeve to cast a spell. In the mountains and forests in the distance, flowers and rain are flying. The morning dew condensed on the petals of countless unknown wildflowers, as well as the sweet nectar of flowers, were collected by subtle spells, condensed into droplets in the air, and then merged into a slow trickle, wrapped in an invisible force and sent into the baby's mouth.

The baby stopped crying, and after a while fell asleep in the woman's arms, with a beautiful smile on her chubby little face. The woman looked down at the child, her eyes showing tenderness, but at the same time, she frowned slightly and looked like she didn't know what to do.

Li Qingshui on the tree hill is reminiscing about the past. Two months ago, the woman and a group of vendors had come to the Qingshui clan's walled city from the rugged mountain road leading to Ba Yuan. Judging by what she was wearing at the time, she should not be an ordinary girl, and those vendors should also be her guards.

Even if the girl was not ordinary, she did not attract much attention from Li Shimizu at that time, and in recent years, many traders have come to the Qingshui clan's walled city to exchange the utensils produced in Bahara for the unique products in the mountains. But today, Li Qingshui realized that she had missed her eyes at the beginning, this woman was such a master, and her aura was very perfect at the beginning.

Bai Sha once asked his subordinates to disguise themselves as merchants to buy the Qingshui clan, could it be her? But what about this baby? The woman first came two months ago, but then Li Qingshui went into retreat and was completely ignorant of the outside world. Although he is a mountain god, what he does not understand can only be judged by deduction. After careful observation, he still solved a doubt, and finally knew how the woman found the secret room?

The woman probably didn't know that there was a secret room under the altar of the Dao, and all she was looking for was this baby, or more precisely, something from the baby who cast a spell. The baby's left ankle is covered with a dark brown rattan ring, which looks inconspicuous but is made of rare azure vine, with a lustrous surface that seems to have been rubbed for a long time.

Azure rattan has the effect of calming the nerves, moisturizing, relaxing the muscles and invigorating the blood, this rattan ring is like a bracelet, the arc is round with a notch, the elasticity is very good and can be broken to the wrist, but the baby's wrist is obviously too thin, so it is set on the ankle. And this bracelet should have been refined with mana, which is very tough and more effective.

This kind of thing is a rare thing for ordinary people, but for a master like her, it is just an ordinary gadget, and it may have been left for babies in the first place. Li Qingshui speculated that there was a divine thought mark left by the woman on the rattan ring, and she could still sense its existence before the condensed divine thought mana dissipated in it, so she could find the child.

What Li Qingshui could see clearly in the Yuan Shen now was similar to what ordinary people saw with the naked eye, so he didn't see the pair of invisible wings formed by the condensation behind the woman when she flew over. But judging from experience, this woman's cultivation is not as good as his, at least she does not have the ability to fly to the sky at will, she should have used some kind of magical magic weapon or special magic trick.

Back then, Emperor Shaohao watched the birds and beasts in the world, studied the innate powers of various monsters, and simulated their subtleties to create a swallowing formula. Today's Li Qingshui can't be sure whether this woman has cultivated the form swallowing technique, so he can only guess that this is very possible, and he can't help but have doubts in his heart.

In the three thousand miles of Bayuan and the surrounding area, only Chiwangqiu has the secret of swallowing form, if this woman really cultivates the swallowing technique, then she is the master of Chiwangqiu nine times out of ten. The lord of Chiwang Hill, Bai Sha, led people to exterminate the Qingshui clan, but left the baby, and the woman immediately rushed to rescue the baby, what is the connection?

The baby was sent by this woman, did she want to leave it in the Qingshui clan as an undercover agent, and grow up with the priest in order to obtain his secret inheritance in the future?

So what was Bai Sha's idea when he didn't kill him, and let him see that there was still this baby surviving? Could it be that he wanted to lead him to treat this baby as the only surviving member of the Qing Shui clan, and to find an opportunity to train him to become a successor in the future? But since he thought of this, how could he do this?

After all the thinking and speculation, he couldn't come up with a completely reasonable explanation, Li Qingshui suddenly felt ridiculous, and realized that he was thinking too much, because he had just ignored the simplest truth - no one can send a baby as an undercover agent!