Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees were spring in front of the sick tree.

In the darkness of the night, a great river cut through the vast land, and the mountains on both sides of the river overlapped, and only a lonely peak stood among the mountains.

On the bank of the rolling river stood two figures, one old and one young.

The old man was dressed in a silver robe, the wind was light, and the old man's face was full of ravines, and only a pair of eyes comparable to the sun and the moon looked at the rolling river in front of him. The silver robe swayed slightly with the wind, as if an immortal had descended to earth, but the old man's dry and thin body did not have the slightest fluctuation in vitality.

The child was dressed in a yellow shirt with a golden pattern shining on it. The child's face was ruddy, his eyes were pure, he carried a string of wind chimes in his hand, and a small and simple black stone tablet pendant hung from his waist. The stele is carved with magical patterns, and only the top of the stele is carved with the ancient character of the soul repression. The children also looked at the rolling river, their eyes shining with curiosity.

Behind the old and the young is like a huge mountain, but when you look closely, it is a blue wolf that has always been black. The wolf's body was huge, half the size of a small mountain, the whole body was dark, the body was strong, and under the dark fur, a pair of flying wings as thin as cicada wings. The wolf's head stared at the night behind an old man and a young man, his eyes glowing with a faint blue light.

"Sect Master, why are you here?" the child asked, looking up at the old man, stroking the blue wolf behind him with his right hand.

"It's nothing, it's been a long time since I've taken a closer look at the mountains and rivers of our Yindu. The silver-robed old man said with emotion.

The child thought about it seriously, and it seemed that he hadn't left the sect for a long time.

"Xiao Yu'er, I haven't named you yet, how about naming you Yinxu today?" the silver-robed old man suddenly remembered something and said lightly.

"Isn't it good, is there anything special?" the child asked, thinking about it.

"It's nothing special, it's just that I like it more for the teacher, since you don't like it, then change it. The silver-robed man said lightly, reaching out and touching the young man's forehead.

The child whispered the word ruin, and suddenly said with a bright smile on his face: "I read it a few times, I like it very much, if you don't change it, it's called Yinxu." ”

When the silver-robed old man heard this, the ravine stretched a lot, and he muttered: "Wait a minute, you leave first with Xiaoye, remember to practice hard, promise to be a teacher, and when you are successful in cultivation, you must come back and take a look, and the Glory Sect." ”

The child's consciousness gradually became chaotic, like a drunken teenager, nodded slightly, and his body fell backwards, landing on the black blue wolf named Xiaoye.

"I'll give him to you, old man, for this place will soon be in ruins, so leave now. The silver-robed old man said lightly to the black blue wolf behind him.

The black blue wolf stood up slowly, his huge body was the size of a small mountain, and he turned his head slightly to look at the silver-robed old man, and howled at the night sky and the moon.

The cold wolf howl pierced the night sky, and the cool summer night was a little colder.

A pair of wings on the back of the blue wolf spread, and in an instant, the figure of the blue wolf disappeared without a trace.

In the dark sky, there was a sigh, and then said, "Why is this necessary, and is it really worth it?"

The silver-robed old man smiled slightly bitterly, and said with a resolute look in his eyes: "The cultivators under the mountain always look forward to being immortals. The gods are free, the gods are happy, and the gods are unrestrained. If you are trapped in a piece of heaven and earth, even if you become a god, where can you be happy?"

"When the mountains and rivers are really exhausted, life is sometimes hope. "There was another sound in the dark night sky.

"Yes, life is hope, but this hope is ethereal, and it is extremely distant, just like this slow and long night, knowing that the dawn will come sooner or later, but it still makes people struggle helplessly. If death can make hope come sooner, then what is the pity, what is there to fear?" said the silver-robed old man lightly.

The black sky, the bright moon is still the same, but the old man by the river looks alone.

"You gave the ghost sword to you?" After the sky was silent, a voice continued to be heard, faintly puzzled.

"Yes, the fourth child has liked that sword since he was a child, and it should have been his. It's just that the master handed him over to me, and now that the time limit has come, don't let this sword fall again. You can rest assured, the fourth child will not enter the Spirit Devouring Clan, let alone do that hurtful thing. The silver-robed old man said firmly.

"Hopefully, the soul of the town has a good home. Sky said with emotion.

In the courtyard of the distant private school, the old gentleman looked in the direction of Yin Du and muttered, "I hope your death can be exchanged for Yin Du's rebirth." ”

In the dark night sky, a meteor streaked by.

A pond of the lake is calm and peaceful, there are no ripples on the surface of the lake, the lake water is crystal clear, and the bottom of the lake can be seen as far as the eye can see, and you can see fish and shrimp swimming in the lake.

Under the calm water of the lake, there is a strange voice: "The sky is ghostly, the earth is ghostly, the universe is upside down, and there is a thousand years of reincarnation." ”

The silver-robed old man came to the calm lake, looked at the calm lake quietly, and suddenly stretched out his hands and patted them lightly on the surface of the lake, and a small stone tablet slowly emerged from the bottom of the lake.

As soon as the stele appeared, the calm lake suddenly surged, the calm lake gradually disappeared, the stele exudes a monstrous and simple atmosphere, the stele below a Taoist yin and yang gossip fish pattern, there are more Buddhist characters carved around, and the stele is engraved with the ancient character town character.

There was a smug laugh from the bottom of the lake, and the sharp and sharp laughter pierced the night sky, giggling.

"Old man, how can you think clearly, let me go in advance? rest assured, as long as you let me go, I will guarantee that all of you in the Yindu Ghost Sect will be safe and sound. A sharp, exuberant voice came from the bottom of the lake.

"Ghost, it's going to be a thousand years soon, and I do plan to let you out, but I don't plan to let you go. Now that I'm old, think about borrowing something. The silver-robed old man said lightly.

"As long as you release me, all my things are yours. The ghostly voice sounded again, with a faint sense of demagogy.

The silver-robed old man frowned slightly, waved his hands, and slapped it fiercely on the stone tablet. A white light emanated from the stone tablet, resembling a second moon in the night sky. The white light instantly rushed into the bottom of the stone monument, and a heart-rending sound suddenly sounded, like the roar of an angry beast.

"Old man, you are so ruthless, I can't imagine that you have cultivated the Yama Golden Body, and you have also practiced the forbidden soul refining technique. Although my whole body is now less vigorous and miserable, I am happy, really happy. The ghost under the stele roared again.

A thousand years ago, the Yindu Ghost Sect produced a figure who shocked the world. This man is forty years old, and he has cultivated to the heavens. Yindu, the land of the Ghost Sect, suppressed the strong men who fell on the ancient battlefield, although the Yindu was full of mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery, it was covered with clouds all the year round, gloomy and cold.

The man practiced strange exercises, devoured the ghosts wandering around Yindu, and swallowed up the evil aura here, and Yindu was no different from the outside world, and the population of Yindu gradually increased, gradually becoming a prosperous scene.

Behind the prosperity, however, there is darkness. Yindu gradually prospered, but there were always people who died inexplicably at night. The deceased was devastated, and there was no pain, but the soul was gone.

The Yindu Ghost Sect sent people to patrol to investigate the murderer, and finally discovered a shocking conspiracy.

The murderer turned out to be a young man with a cultivation talent that was different from ordinary people in the Ghost Sect, and the man at this time had already fallen into the demonic path, and he had already cultivated to the heavens, and he was no longer afraid of anyone. In the end, the hermits of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism took action one after another, and only then did they kill this person.

This person has cultivated the soul refining technique, the forbidden method of the Yindu Ghost Sect.

"The death of Uncle Shi's old man back then, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with you. The silver-robed old man was still looking into the distance lightly, and the white light on his hand became brighter and brighter.

"That idiot, who is also known as a rare cultivation genius, is a little early, and there are no bones left, ahhhh The ghost in the underground said disdainfully, but the pain instantly became a little worse, and the ghost of pain roared again and again.

"Looks like it has something to do with you. The silver-robed old man said lightly.

"That fool's cultivation talent back then was really good, but he was just dreaming of being a ranger who served justice all day long, which was childish and ridiculous. What's even more ridiculous is that the cultivation of the soul refining technique is actually to devour the evil qi and residual soul of Yindu, just to improve the living environment of Yindu, which is ridiculous, ahhhh "The ghosts of the earth seem to tell the funniest joke in the world, and they keep letting out angry screams of pain, but they also keep laughing smugly.

"Is it ridiculous to be naïve? In Yindu back then, the remnant soul was wandering, and there were even disciples of the Ghost Sect who could not bear the cold evil qi, and went mad, and they could not afford to be seriously injured, or they went mad and turned into a wisp of remnant soul. In those days, many righteous people came here to learn from the souls of the dead and became famous, but they never thought about the hardships of the people who lived in them. Uncle Shi traveled around in his early years and saw the happiness and peace of the people outside. When Uncle Shi came back, he met a family of three, and his husband killed his wife and children with his own hands, and the originally happy and harmonious family of three turned into three wisps of soul. The silver-robed old man said lightly.

"So what? This is hell, hell, you know? Where there are good things, even the liar monks who are full of mouths of people and ghosts don't want to come here, because this is the real hell, trying to change all this, isn't it funny that fools are dreaming?

The ghost let out a mocking laugh again, only to be interspersed with a roar of pain.

"Hell, yes and no. If there was no little uncle, where would there be the prosperous Yindu today, where would there be such beautiful mountains and rivers, and where would there be peace within a radius of hundreds of miles. It's just that I devoured a few insignificant ordinary souls, but you say that Uncle Xiao is the heinous evil demon, and he can't be worshiped with incense, what kind of bullshit truth is this, and what kind of bullshit heavenly way is cultivated, I don't accept it. ”

The white light in the hands of the silver-robed old man became brighter and brighter, and his face suddenly turned hideous, roaring at the sky.

"That's right, but the way of the world needs to change, haha, ahhhh Hearing this, the ghost smiled happily, as if he was standing not far away and looking at the silver-robed old man in front of him.

"I want to shatter this world, I want to practice the soul refining technique, and I want this heaven and earth that traps many people to completely collapse. If the sky didn't suit me, I changed the sky. ”

The white light in the hands of the silver-robed old man instantly enveloped the entire lake, the lake reappeared, the stone tablet slowly disappeared, and the calm lake reappeared.

The silver-robed old man had a radiant face, as if he was much younger, and his body exuded a faint white glow, only a faint sadness was hidden in his eyes.

The surface of the lake returned to calm, the night once again covered the land, and the sound at the bottom of the lake was completely gone.

In the distance, a faint whitening, a yellowish glow like an egg rose, and the surrounding night gradually disappeared, and dawn quietly fell.

"The long night melted away, and the dawn rose quietly, and it turned out to be such a beautiful scenery. ”

The silver-robed old man pondered and sighed, his ravine-lined face returned to its former calmness, and his tired eyes were full of clarity.

If you let it go, you will get it, and if you disappear, you will be born again.