Huangquan Road, Wangxiangtai, Golden Rooster Evil Dog, Yama Palace, Nai He Bridge, Fengtian Immortal King, Heavenly Curse...... A long dream. When I wake up from a dream, I forget everything.

After a hundred years, the mortal realm of the Eight Desolations has long been a vicissitudes of life. The Tang Dynasty has long since fallen, and the separatist forces are competing with each other, all wanting to seize the status of the overlord of the world, and the mysterious forces lurking underground have begun to slowly surface.

The Immortal Sect and the Demon Sect have long been at odds with each other, since the Ice Pole Sect, the two Immortal and Demon Sects have already had conflicts over some small things, and the hidden dangers that had not been dug up before were mentioned one by one in the contest between the two sides, especially over the ownership of some shared spiritual veins.

In a small way, the spiritual vein is the foundation of a sect. Although the spiritual energy ratio of the immortal cultivation realm is abundant, if you want to further absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you need a good spiritual vein.

Although the quality of the Sword Sect's spiritual vein is not the best, it is unique in the entire immortal cultivation world in terms of scope and quality. Therefore, the Sword Sect is full of talents, and although it is related to the Sword Saint, the role of the spiritual vein is also not small.

Second- and third-rate immortal cultivation sects are often built on some relatively poor spiritual veins.

Under this dispute, the situation in the immortal cultivation world changed more and more, especially when several important people were inexplicably assassinated, the disciples of the two sects were suspicious of each other, and the two sects of immortals and demons soon started a war.

And all of this is planned by Wanyue.

In Jiangcheng, it is still prosperous. Since the fall of the Tang Dynasty, the city lord of Jiangcheng has recruited a large number of troops to defend against invasions from outside. A more moderate system was adopted internally, while restricting the entry of outsiders into the city.

This is the last peach forest in the troubled times, and it is also the place that all the people in the mortal world yearn for. Inside the city is a beautiful and bustling paradise on earth, while outside the city is a hell on earth full of corpses.

In a stable, a curled beggar opened his eyes in a daze. The beggar was ragged and deeply scarred, and he didn't know where he came from.

Hunger, the hunger that runs deep into every muscle from the stomach is the first thing that comes to mind. The beggar looked at the millet in the manger, and a green light appeared in his eyes. He scurried under the horse's belly and pounced on the center of the manger.

"What are you doing, beggar!" said a little servant from the courtyard, and with a low shout, ran towards the stable.

The horse was suddenly frightened, neighed, and kicked the beggar, broke free from the reins, and was about to run away.

The beggar was kicked in the waist and rolled in pain. A purple-black horse's hoof print appeared on his body.

"Get out, where did you come from!" the little guy grabbed the reins in time, raised the whip in his hand and whipped at the beggar.

"Stop!" a clear voice came, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman appeared in the backyard. The woman's appearance is extremely beautiful, and she seems to be born with a sense of delicateness.

"Second Miss. Naturally, the little guy didn't dare to make a mistake, so he honestly put down the horsewhip and performed a family ceremony.

The beggar came to his senses, and his eyes looked at the woman in the luxurious clothes, and his heart was suddenly filled with fear. He desperately climbed over the wall and ran all the way down the street.

He is the Ximen Tian who made trouble in the Netherworld and slaughtered the Ten Palaces of Yama. He is the leader of the immortal world, the Fengtian Immortal King. But now, after the scorching of the red lotus karmic fire, most of his soul has been destroyed, knowing that he may not return, he still gave up everything for her and ended up like this.

"Selling steamed buns!" the smell came from the steamed bun shops on the street.

Ximen Tian smelled the fragrance of steamed buns, and saw the signboard from a distance along the smell. I saw a big oil-headed man shouting hard. Inside the bun shop, many customers sit inside, or wait, or enjoy the food.

Ximentian swallowed his saliva, wiped the millet from the corner of his mouth, and moved over with some hesitation.

"It stinks. The pedestrians on the street covered their noses in disgust, and the customers in the bun shop could also smell the stench from a distance, and they all showed disgust.

Boss, buy steamed buns. Ximen Tian stood in front of the big man, and his body looked quite thin. But the moment he opened his mouth, there was no sound.

"Do you want to buy it?" asked the owner of the bun shop again, his face already unkind. This beggar stinks so much, not to mention ruining his business, he is still standing here for such a long time, obviously smashing his own field.

Ximentian's ears moved, but he just looked at the big steamed bun with the aroma and didn't react at all.

"Do you want to eat or not!" shouted the shopkeeper, apparently unable to stand the beggar.

"Shopkeeper, blow him away!"

"If you don't blow him away, I won't come in the future!"

Ximentian's hand subconsciously touched his fingers, but found that his fingers were empty, so he had to grope around his body.

Not only did he not have a penny on his body, but he also shook off a layer of dirt, and he had to scratch his head in embarrassment. A couple of lazy lice slumped off his head and landed on the board.

"I want to die!" the owner of the bun shop was furious, and his fan-like palm went to the Ximen sky.

Ximen Tian saw the huge palm fanning over, and seemed to be stupid for a while, and he didn't move, just stood there in a daze.

At the moment when he was about to be hit, a strong hand grasped the palm of the fan.

"Brother Tai is angry. A middle-aged man smiled slightly, and his tone was very kind. He carried a medicine box on his shoulder. turned his head and showed a kind expression to the little beggar, but the moment they looked at each other, Ximen Tian and the middle-aged man were stunned.

"What are you...... Okay, I'll stop thinking about it. The owner of the bun shop looked at the one or two pieces of silver in his hand and glared at Ximen Tian fiercely.

"Little brother?" When the middle-aged man turned around, Ximen Tian had already disappeared.

"Strange, he is like my master. Looking around, the middle-aged man shook his head.

"Perhaps, it was a delusion. My master was able to fly immortals with a sword back then, but it was Dao Xuan's cultivation, how could it have anything to do with this little beggar who had no cultivation. After muttering to himself, the middle-aged man slowly left here with the bun in his hand.

"Who is that?" the owner of the bun shop shook the silver taels in his hand, a little distracted.

He has also learned some breath, and he can be regarded as a powerful person among mortals, but under the hands of that middle-aged man, he is like a little chicken, and he can't use any strength.

"You don't know this, that's the famous Wu Langzhong on the rivers and lakes, his cultivation is unfathomable, the legend is that King Kong is not bad, and he walks the rivers and lakes with his magical medical skills and I don't know how many people have been saved. A half-blind Taoist priest holding a cloth banner laughed.

At this time, Ximen Tian was hiding behind the corner, secretly looking at the back of Wu Langzhong leaving.