Where the white clouds are scattered, there is a verdant valley.

The valley is very secluded, full of strangely shaped trees and vines, and in the woods against the cliff, you can hear the low roar of powerful monsters from time to time. But none of those demon beasts dared to approach here, because there was a majestic ancient temple here, and because there were two people living in the ancient temple.

The old man was puzzled and asked, "After living in seclusion for hundreds of years, I finally went out for a trip, and then came back?"

The man smiled and said, "It's not that nothing, at least I glanced at the young man." ”

The old man said, "Did you go to see the young man?"

The man said: "That young man is a disciple of Shang, and he is valued by Yin, Xiao Tianhai also specially invited Tianji to see him, I am inevitably a little curious." ”

The old man said, "You are not like a person who will return to the world because of curiosity. ”

The man said: "That young man got my notes and the Heavenly Book Tablet, which attracted a night of starlight in the Heavenly Book Tomb, and many people said that he was very similar to me back then, and he was naturally different from me. ”

The old man asked, "Then what do you see?"

The man's expression became solemn and said, "That young man...... I'm dying. ”

The old man was very surprised when he heard this, and said, "What should I do then?"

The man walked to the main hall of the ancient temple, looked at the dilapidated Buddha, and said: "Everyone wants to change their lives against the sky, but how do you know, a qiē cause and effect are in cause and effect, the more you want to change your fate, the more you can't leave the river of fate, I can't see what his fate will be in the end, after all, it still depends on himself." ”

"What about Akiyama-kun and Xu Yourong, when are you going to take a look?"

"Let's talk about it. The man looked at the sky outside the temple and said, "It's going to rain, hurry up and finish today's painting first." ”

The appearance of this ancient temple is extremely dilapidated, I don't know how many years it has been abandoned, and the same is true of the Buddha statues in the temple's halls. However, Buddhism has long been broken off on the mainland, and ordinary people have never heard of it, so this picture is also ordinary, in fact, this ancient temple can still survive to this day, but it is something that people can't understand.

However, the murals on the stone walls of the ancient temple are very complete, and some even look very new, obviously added in recent years.

Those walls are so beautiful that it can even be said that there is no such excellent painter in the world today.

If Chen Changsheng looked at these murals, he would definitely think of those portraits in the Lingyan Pavilion.

The old man stood on the wooden shelf, holding a paintbrush against the wall to prepare for work, and finally couldn't help but say, "I really should have tried it just now." ”

The man sat on a broken bell in front of the hall, carrying a pot of spring water in his hand and drinking it slowly, and said with a smile: "I can't beat him again." ”

The old man put down the paintbrush in his hand, looked outside the hall, and said, "Su Li was outside the old city of Xue last year......

The man didn't answer the question, staring silently into the distance.

The old man sighed in his heart and stopped asking.

That time, the Demon Lord was in the Snow Old City, and the black robe was outside the Snow Old City, so how did he make a move?

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On the bank of the Red River, at the head of the White Emperor City, the cloud slowly fell, and then dissipated without a trace, but I don't know whether it was evil or auspicious.

On the Gan terrace, the Tianhai Holy Queen no longer looked to the north, turned around and walked off the stage.

In the depths of the palace, His Majesty the Pope looked at the pot of green leaves thoughtfully, and there was no change in posture or expression from before.

The night shrouded in the cold mountains slowly tore, and then drifted into the distance, the world returned to day, on the shore of the peak lake, the old man of Tianji gently wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and looked at the depths of the distant snowfields in the north of the mountains.

A scribe appeared at the southern foot of Hanshan, the red flower tied at the tail finger was dyed with thousands of miles of wind and dust, no longer so bright, and the man wearing a hat appeared in the town outside the Hanshan archway, and his cheeks were full of solemnity painted by the sea breeze. They were late, and the middle-aged scholar had already left Hanshan, but they did not leave there, but vigilantly stationed around Hanshan with the two state religion giants who each held heavy treasures, guarding against possible changes.

On the long front in the north of the continent, the cultivators sent by the Northern Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the families of the Southern Sects to aid the North received secret orders from various military governments and began to prepare for war intensively, and the army of the Demon Clan began to move along the line of the Red River to the snow fields in the northwest, slaughtering a small tribe of the Demon Clan on the way.

However, whether it was the divine generals who issued the order to transfer troops in the Great Zhou court, or the rulers of the southern sects, they didn't know the reason for this qiē, and those military mansions and cave mansions were full of discussions, and the atmosphere became extremely tense, making people feel extremely uneasy.

As for the people in the small towns outside the cold mountains and the people of Kyoto, they didn't know anything about these things, they cooked, worked, and lived as usual, and they didn't expect that on this seemingly ordinary summer day, after a thousand years, the war between the human race, the demon race and the demon race almost broke out again.

All this qiē, just because ...... The Demon Lord left the Snow Old Town.

He went to Hanshan, and then, he left Hanshan.

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There are very few people who know the news of the Demon Lord's return to the Central Plains.

No one even knew that on the way to leave the cold mountain and return to the old snow city, the demon lord once met a person in the snowfield.

Until a long time later, this encounter was unknown to the world, but it was the most important encounter in the whole event.

I never met, but it wasn't an unexpected encounter.

That man had been waiting for the Demon Lord in the snowfield for a long time.

The wind and snow were all white, from hair to clothes, from eyebrows to lips.

It's not white painted with snow, it's whiter than snow, it's white, it's white.

There will not be too many people who can calculate the return of the Demon Lord, wait for him in the middle of the road, and dare to wait for him here, from a thousand years ago to the present.

To be precise, that person is not a human, but an earth-shattering demon.

The White Emperor of the West.

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Thousands of years ago, the demons went south, the continent was turbulent, the strong came out in large numbers, and there were countless battles that went down in history, the most famous of which was naturally the battle of Luoyang between Zhou and Emperor Taizong, as well as the battle between him and the demon lord to the death, and a battle was relatively more secretive, but in terms of the strength of the two sides of the battle and the tragic Cheng of the battle, it was definitely not inferior to the previous two?

With the death of Chen Xuanba, the disappearance of Zhou Dufu, and the fate of Emperor Taizong to return to the Xinghai, the four most powerful people in the continent that year were left with only the Demon Lord, and in the following thousand years, there was never a battle similar to those three earth-shattering battles, not even a battle close to that level.

Until today, in the snowy wilderness, this encounter.

Since we met, we naturally had to fight.

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(I'm going to prepare for the trip back to Daqing, I will probably drive on the road for about seven days, I need to save the manuscript, I am working hard, I wish you all a happy weekend, see you tomorrow.) ）