Wujiang Mansion, mysterious stone interior.

A young man swallowed a red elixir into his stomach naked, meditating and pranayama.

After the mana boiled, a thick red steam came out of the top of his head, and the steam kept changing, as if it wanted to condense into a red lotus, but after several changes, the red lotus on the top of his head failed to condense and form, and it fell short, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The door of the stone chamber was suddenly pushed open by a middle-aged scribe.

"Teng'er, are you okay, did the breakthrough fail?" The middle-aged scribe walked quickly to the young man's side and helped him up, and said sadly

Under the light provided by the Night Pearl, a teardrop-shaped blood-colored mark on the left chest of the young man was very eye-catching.

"I'm sorry, father, I still haven't been able to break through the Qi Refining God and break into the realm of real people."

"A precious Blood Soul Pill was wasted in vain."

"The next time hell time comes, I'm just afraid I won't be able to get through it, father." The young man said weakly, and after he finished speaking, he clenched his fist fiercely with a hideous expression, with a grudge on his face,

"How unfair the way of heaven is, if I am given another half a year to polish my mana, I will definitely be able to break through to the realm of real people, why not fall short."

"It's a pity that I'll be in that place in another month."

Recalling the last encounter in the underworld, the young man couldn't help but have a look of fear in his heart.

The last time he escaped from the underworld, he was already a little lucky, and this time he failed to break through the real human realm, but I am afraid that this time he will be in a catastrophe.

"No!"

"Never!"

"Teng'er, you have to cheer up, you can't give up, there is still a chance, there is only one son for the father, your mother died early, entrust me to take good care of you before she dies, you are only in your fifties, and you already have the cultivation of the late stage of refining qi and transforming gods."

"My son, you have the posture of a true king!"

"Teng'er, you don't have to be afraid, as long as you kill another mark owner, seize the time for his remaining seal, and give you another half a year, you will definitely be able to break through successfully."

"As a father, within a month, even if you are poor and fall into the Yellow Spring, you will also find a person with the mark of hell to renew your life for you!"

"If you don't have the Blood Soul Pill, my father will refine another one for you, even if there are 110,000 people who die, I will definitely find it for you."

Inside the secret room, the middle-aged scribe's painful, depressed, angry, and resolute roars echoed in the confined space.

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Yaoguandu is a remote ancient village and town.

Hundreds of years ago, a group of medicine farmers with official surnames left the group to avoid disasters and came to an ancient town that gradually grew in a mountain col near the Wujiang River.

Because of the proximity to the Wujiang River, the people of Yaoguandu have gradually changed their way of life, living a life of collecting medicine as their main business and fishing as a subsidy.

Inside a small wooden house in Yakukandu.

A few days ago, under the moonlit night.

The dog baby held his breath, and he didn't dare to come out, his eyes were red, and he shrank in a corner of the room, and when he was sleepy, he picked up the embroidery needle next to him and pierced his thigh.

Only severe pain can relieve your drowsiness.

At this time, his arms and thighs were already densely pricked with needles, and people shuddered.

"Can't sleep!"

"I'll have that dream as soon as I sleep!"

"You will dream of the old patriarch!"

"A lot of people have died, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Old patriarch, let us go, let go of the medicine officer, a lot of people have already died!"

"We were wrong."

After pricking himself with a needle and swallowing some refreshing herbs, the dog sat in a corner of the room with a dull gaze, his nails sinking deep into the flesh of his palm, and even the blood flowing out of his nails was completely ignored.

If, there is a regret medicine in the world!

If they hadn't done that day, maybe things wouldn't have gotten worse to the point they are now.

It's a pity that Yaoguandu, which is composed of medicine farmers, has no regret medicine here, and there is no regret medicine!

At this time, the dog's thoughts had leaped to more than ten days ago.

That is, the day the old patriarch died.

The death of the old patriarch has become a taboo for Yaoguandu, and no one wants to mention it, so the clansmen silently organized a funeral for the old patriarch.

The dead are gone, and the living are like this.

Seven days passed, and the townspeople thought that this was the first seven days of an ordinary old man, but no one thought that since this day, the evil sect of Yaoguandu has been going on one after another.

In the beginning, there were chickens and ducks and other livestock dying for no reason, and the dead chickens and ducks were covered with a thin layer of frost, which was very strange.

The townsfolk began to talk about whether it was some strange disease or an evil cult in the town.

On the second day, a pair of gray cloth shoes were picked up by the villagers at the Wujiang Ferry, and on this day, the entire Wujiang Ferry exploded.

Because, these are the shoes of the old patriarch, and along with the shoes washed up on the shore, there are four big characters that appear on the shore crookedly - I'm back!

The writing is ugly, not like it was done by a human hand, but by the hand of some beast.

Sprinkle a handful of rice on the ground, and the chickens peck it better than the words on the ground.

There is also a lot of black silt around the word, and the townspeople of Yaoguandu, who take fishing as a side job, can recognize at a glance that this is the silt in the depths of the Wujiang River, and for some reason it appeared on the shore.

On this day, the little vitality that the entire Yaoguan Town had finally recovered was knocked down again, and it was even worse than the day the old patriarch died, like a duck choked by someone's throat.

Everyone was silent and behind closed doors.

After all, the facts of that day were not honorable, and they could not declare them.

At this time, there was a secret discussion about whether to find a mage to take a look.

Regardless of whether the old patriarch is coming back or not, eighty percent of them are here, so it's better to simply find a mage to destroy this evil, otherwise this day will not be able to live.

At first, this idea only spread among a small circle of private people, but later, like a plague, it spread throughout Yakukandu, and was supported by almost the entire townspeople of Yakukandu.

Enmity!

Many people could not face the situation in front of them, and the idea came up with at the first time, although a small number of people opposed the idea, but under the spread of panic, there was no wave at all.

The sudden appearance of the shoes of the old patriarch who had died in the depths of the Wujiang River, as well as the strange words that I am back, and the corpses of chickens and ducks that died for no reason in the town, really frightened them.

The townspeople had money to pay, and those who didn't have money to give out people, and they scraped together a large amount of money and prepared to go to Wujiang Mansion to find a cultivator with high mana power to come and kill demons.

The man left on the morning of the third day.

drove the ox cart, carried the belongings, and even brought two old ginseng that had been in the fire for three to five hundred years.

This old ginseng is still a relic of the old patriarch.

When the old patriarch was young, he was the most powerful medicine collector in Yaoguandu, and when he went out, he brought back a copy of the third-rate martial arts method of "Gecko Swim Dragon Gong".

The exercises are not very strong, but they are extremely suitable for the people of Yaoguandu, who are mainly engaged in collecting medicines, and he has selflessly taught all the exercises to the clansmen.

That old ginseng is estimated to have been accidentally obtained by the old patriarch somewhere.

Because the old patriarch's sons and daughters died in an accident and had been widowed for many years, after the old patriarch's death, his relics were also rummaged out when the townspeople bought a funeral for him, and placed them in the ancestral ancestral hall in the town for worship.

Now it just comes in handy to impress the cultivators.

However, the plan to go out and hire a high-ranking person was declared bankrupt just as it was just about to be ready for action.

The people who had gone out returned in less than an hour.

One by one, their faces were gray, like mourning.

"It's over, the medicine officer is done." The official who led the team said with a trembling mouth.

He is a strong advocate of going out to hire a mage, and he is also the leader of the team, and he is quite popular in the town, especially among the younger generation.

His gecko dragon skill has long reached the realm of a second-rate master, and his exercises have long been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

There was only one reason that frightened him, it turned out that they had just walked out of the town and there was a faint white fog around them, and the further they went, the thicker the fog became, and it was almost impossible to see.

There was no way out, so they could only hold hands and return the same way.

Strange to say, when they returned the same way, the fog in front of them slowly thinned.

They were overjoyed and decided to move on, and the fog suddenly became thick again.

After this and so on three times.

Guan Da Niu was desperate and returned to Yaoguandu with all the young people.

After this incident, the townspeople of Yaoguandu were even more panicked, and some of the townspeople who did not believe in evil also tried to go out, but in the end they all came back one by one with a broken face.

Can't get out!

Yakukandu has become a Jedi.

You can get in but you can't get out.

The panic was fermenting, and the depressing atmosphere visible to the naked eye hung over Yaoguandu.

This town is becoming more and more desperate.

At this time, the frightened people finally remembered the good old patriarch.

Because many of them practiced the "Gecko Swimming Dragon Gong" by the old patriarch himself, the old patriarch treated them with kindness.

When this exercise was not practiced, more than a dozen people died every year when Yao Guandu fell off the cliff while collecting medicine.

This means that at least a dozen families in Yaoguandu lose their young and strong pillars every year.

After practicing "Gecko Dragon Skill", the death toll has dropped sharply to one or two, and even the income has risen a little.

Decades have passed, and it can be said that almost the entire Yaoguandu family owes the old patriarch a life.

On this night, the entire Yaoguandu people fell into reflection.

Someone secretly ran to the old patriarch's mound and wept bitterly.

Some people ran to the shore at the Wujiang ferry to kill chickens and burn yellow paper.

But those who ran to the ferry were shocked to find that the old cloth shoes of the old patriarch who were pushed to the shore by the river ..... gone.

A line of muddy footprints appeared on the muddy ground on the shore.

Look in the direction of that footstep.

That's the direction of entering the town of Yaoguandu.

At this time, four more twisted blood-colored characters appeared in the mud on the shore.

It is a large character composed of a pile of corpses of river fish that have been gnawed to pieces by strange animals.

I'm in!

(End of chapter)