One day three thousand years ago, scarlet blood suddenly stained the sky.

Boundless blood rain, soaked white clouds, floating in the air endlessly.

The dragons and phoenixes wailed, the beasts screamed, the sun was extremely dim, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be covered with a shadow.

"Slay the dragon and the phoenix, and kill all the ancient demons in the world!"

There was an almost crazy laughter, which resounded through the heavens and the earth, and made all beings tremble.

"It's time for us......"

Even in the remote location of Beishan, the sound of wild laughter can be heard, and for a while, the grass and trees tremble, and the beasts are frightened.

An arrow bamboo, standing silently on the top of the mountain, looking at the blood in the sky, his heart was uneasy.

"You're still losing."

The world is in turmoil, Zhu An has always stayed out of the matter, never interfered, and only practiced silently.

After all, he is a bamboo, does not belong to any faction, and lives in seclusion in the mountains, so he does not need to participate in this cruel struggle to the death.

However, his carefree friend, the Iron King, because his race belongs to one of the ancient demons, will not be spared after all, and he will be in the middle of the killing situation.

Now it seems that there is more than one bad luck.

When they met for the last time, Zhu An and the Iron King had actually expected the ending.

Today, what was just an expected scene has become a reality.

"Seek Kindness and Gain Benevolence......"

The breeze disturbs the leaves of the mountains, like a sigh, full of mixed emotions.

Although I knew this, why was I still a little sad when I witnessed it with my own eyes?

Perhaps, I think I will never have such friends in the future.

Zhu An looked at the spring water halfway up the mountainside, where the smell of wine was overflowing, and the wind was mellow, and even the sparrows on the trees were drunk, lying among the branches and falling asleep.

He made a new batch of bamboo tube wine, but at the moment, it felt as if he didn't need it.

Waving the branches and leaves, he was about to destroy it.

Suddenly, messy footsteps sounded, and a stumbling black and white figure ran from a distance.

This is a dying iron-eating beast, with no intact fur, criss-crossed wounds all over its body, and hideous broken bones, which will kill at any moment, but it has managed to come here.

It went in the direction of the North Mountain, knelt on the ground, and said sadly:

"The seniors in the mountains, the ancestors of our clan died in battle."

"The ancestor covered us and waited, fought without retreating, and encountered the third emperor under the throne of the demon ancestor......"

The mountains were silent, and I listened quietly, without making a sound.

That old friend, although he is already a quasi-emperor, and he is holding the treasure given by himself, he can be called invincible under the emperor realm.

But in the face of the real emperor realm, if you don't retreat to the death, you will inevitably end up defeated.

"It's still because it's not strong enough, if your cultivation is high enough, even if you face the catastrophe, you may not be able to get out of it."

Zhu An took this as a warning and decided to continue to live in seclusion, and never go out of the mountain until he was invincible in the world.

However, only the king of iron eaters knows about what he is hiding in Beishan, and his old friend is very righteous and has always kept it a secret, why did he suddenly tell this descendant before he died?

At the foot of the mountain, the iron-eating beast coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, realized that time was running out, and hurriedly said:

"The ancestor asked me to bring a letter to the seniors - the demon ancestor has a problem, and the four emperors also have a problem, it feels that many things are not quite right!"

"The ancestor vaguely saw a clue, but there was no chance to explore the truth, it said, let the predecessors be careful in the future, even if they stay in the mountains all the time, it will be difficult to ensure that they will be safe for eternity."

Zhu An was still silent, but there was a wave in his heart, and he was no longer calm.

I just want to be a bamboo quietly, isn't that okay?

The Iron Eater's hoarse voice grew weaker and weaker, but it continued.

"The ancestor also said that there are no eggs under the nest, since the predecessors were born in this world, then before detachment, please take care of this world."

"In this world, there are many interesting things, there are many interesting creatures, if it is reduced to the battlefield of Shura, it will be a pity......

"The ancestor finally said, the bamboo tube wine is very delicious, and I hope the predecessors will brew some more."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the iron-eater was in a near-death coma.

Roots emerge from the ground, wrap around its body, and drag it underground, erasing all traces along the way.

This iron-eating beast has long since run out of oil, and Zhu An casts a spell to save it, but it can only give a painless ending.

After settling the wounded, he still stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the sky.

This time he took the initiative to look, his gaze penetrated the void, and he saw far, far away.

A demon clan chased and killed the ancient demon Qiqi, and after knocking him down, he swarmed up, showed his fangs, tore off Qiqi's fur, and devoured it greedily.

"Eat quickly, eat more, and the demon pill can become bigger."

There were two great demons of the same clan, seeing that there were no bystanders nearby, they brazenly began to kill each other, and the winner cut open the belly of the loser, took out a dan embryo, and howled loudly with excitement.

All the demon clans, their eyes seemed to be flushed red, as red as blood, shocking.

Zhu An had noticed such a scene before, but he had been indifferent.

What does the world have to do with me?

But at this moment, the last words of his old friend still made him change his mind.

If, the world will be like this in the future, or worse.

Then, there really won't be any more interesting guys like the Iron King.

"That's a bit lonely."

Zhu An shook the branches and leaves, as if shaking his head.

"My old friend is right, born in the world, since you can't be truly detached, you have to be prepared."

"Don't really have any problems, you won't even be able to live in seclusion at that time."

……

"Zhu Daoyou? Wishing you a friend? ”

The sika deer's suspicious inquiry sounded, didn't he want to tell a story, why did this bamboo suddenly stop talking.

Zhu An retracted his thoughts and wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start.

Over the years, he has been hiding behind the scenes, and the more he prepares and knows, the more he feels frightened.

In the past, my thoughts were still too simple.

The reminder of an old friend before his death is equivalent to saving his future life.

Now, how do you explain all this to the sika deer?

Zhu An pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"Just as you want, it is with the master, always guarding the Wanlin Palace."

"What I want is to be able to stay in the mountains with peace of mind, focus on cultivation on weekdays, and have friends in my spare time to drink and chat."

"At the end of the day, we're all chasing the life we aspire to......"