The so-called devil is that the means are beyond common sense, the temperament is unpredictable, and the way of doing things is not subject to any constraints.

You can give up everything to accomplish your goals, including ethics and your body and soul.

It is precisely because of this that Lu Blood can reach a cooperation with the Jinghe Demon Fetus.

Lu Blood slowly spoke: "When I understood this truth, I realized that I was not the same as an innate creature like Dao Ancestor, I was a demon, so naturally I would not target them anymore." ”

"Immortal Dao, Shinto, Humanity, everything can be demonic, what I want to do is to live and spread the demon path all over the world. ”

Due to the difference in state of mind, he also embarked on a different path in the direction of cultivation, because the Jinghe Demon Fetus was originally a congenital soul, and there were laws in the body, and after breaking away from the shackles of the gods of the Emperor's edict, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching unprecedented heights.

Ning Shu frowned, if it is developed downward according to this storyline, then the Jinghe Demon Fetus will definitely leave a name between heaven and earth, and it will never disappear for no reason, but the record that Xu Yuanxin saw in the Jade Void Palace is that the Demon Fetus has disappeared since then, and there must have been some kind of change in this.

"Yes, it seems you know quite a bit. After hearing Ning Shu's question, Lu Blood said in a hoarse voice: "Just when I was in a state, when my cultivation was at its peak, and I didn't know how many years of precipitation, I didn't expect to meet that person. ”

"I didn't expect him to be alive......"

Which person?

Ning Shu was stunned, it sounded as if it was precisely because of the appearance of a person that the Jinghe Demon Fetus did not achieve the expected result, and disappeared from then on.

It stands to reason that the Jinghe Demon Fetus of that meeting has reached a very high level, and in the battle of the flood and famine, those famous supernatural beings in heaven and earth have disappeared, and no one should be able to stop him, but a person has just appeared.

Listening to the meaning of his words, this man should not have appeared.

Lu Blood looked at Ning Shu and said coldly: "You're right, he shouldn't have appeared, he should have disappeared into this world with those who had fought, but he just appeared, and with a sword, he slashed the Dao Fruit that I had accumulated for endless years, so that I could no longer leave this wind and rain." ”

"How can there be such immortals in this world...... How could he be so strong......" Deer Blood muttered to himself, still unable to believe what he had been through.

"Yes...... Him?"

Ning Shu remembered the sword qi he had seen on the stone staircase mural before, if the person in the mouth of the demon fetus used a sword, would it be the owner of the sword qi on the mural?

To be able to participate in the great battle of the flood wilderness, and leave an amazing mark, and then cut off the demon fetus with a sword, how can it not make people yearn for it?

Xu Yuanxin shook his head and said: "There are not many records about the Great War of the Flood in the Immortal Palace, and there is no record of a sword cultivator. ”

"Your immortal palace is the dojo of the Dao Ancestor, how can there be a record of that one?" Lu Xue said in a deep voice: "Back then, that person only used a sword to provoke the entire flood wilderness, and all the clans avoided it, and how could they dare to mention his name. ”

"But I really didn't think that he would live until I was born, but although I was shocked, I could be relieved after thinking about it, even the Dao Ancestor could still exist in the dojo at that time, and where would that person pass away easily. ”

"He has made great achievements for heaven and earth, but he didn't expect that no one knows him now, which is really sad and sad. ”

What Lu Blood said at this moment may be the biggest secret in the flood period, even Xu Yuanxin never knew the truth about it, and Ning Shu was even more in a trance.

The sword marks on the forehead of the stone statue of the mountain temple on the Jialan Mountain, the sword qi on the mural inside the temple, and the one in the mouth of the Jinghe Demon Fetus with a sword moving the desolation, at this moment, it seems that they are all one person.

Ning Shu had absorbed a trace of sword qi left over from that person's endless years, which had already benefited him immensely, and at that time he had speculated about this killing qi, it must be a peerless cultivator who could have such an momentum, and now when he heard the demon fetus mention these legends, he couldn't help but yearn for such a realm even more.

He didn't want to make any great achievements, but he liked the spirit of the sword unsheathed and grudged.

But Lu Blood didn't seem to want to mention this person more, so Ning Shu had no way of knowing the fate of the monk who moved the desolation with his sword.

"That day, I was slashed into the river by a sword, and the momentum and belief that I had accumulated for a long time were swept away. The young man sitting on the high pile of bones paused and said, "I can't guess that realm, I don't even feel like he saw me, just a random sword, and I fell from the peak." ”

"Maybe it's because the fate of death has not yet come, just like the last time I was shot down in the flood war, I still didn't die, I still survived, I kept thinking, this world continues to give me hope to live, and it will definitely give me other gifts, otherwise why let me live like this?"

Lu Blood could feel the puzzled eyes of Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and stroked it lightly with his hand, and the entire cave was covered with rain and mist.

Xu Yuanxin keenly raised his head and looked up.

Ning Shu stretched out his palm and followed the falling raindrops.

The two of them were shocked by the effect of this deer blood's action.

"As I said before, this is the eye of the Jing River, and I was born from here. In that year, no one side was victorious, but the Wu clan did suffer heavy losses, the ancestors all disappeared, and then the Wu clan wandered in the world, one of them came to Fengyudu, they saw that the environment here was pleasant, so they settled down in this place, and set up the lake in the mountain as a holy lake for sacrifice. ”

But they didn't know that the lake was the eye of the river. ”

......

......

The wind and rain crossing basin is the eye of the entire Jing River, which is something that no one expected, and this river eye also has the distinction between yin and yang, which few people know in this world.

The wind and rain are yang, and the holy lake is yin.

Even Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin, who found here, or the King of Inspiration and the Rescue, didn't know the truth.

The ancient witch clan chose this place of sacrifice, and they didn't really think about the details.

Ning Shu felt the rain falling in his hands, and his heart beat wildly.

The rain was heavy, like fine iron that had been tempered thousands of times, and if it weren't for his extraordinary physique, the rain would have come out of his palm, and the destructive meaning in it was even worse, hitting the monk's perception of the heavens and the earth.

The rain that appeared out of thin air fell on the floor of the cave, turning all the bones into powder, and for a while, all the bones disappeared like a sea of flowers.

The rain of destruction.

This rain has such a devastating power on cultivators, if it is placed in the world, wouldn't it create boundless slaughter?

Xu Yuanxin said incredulously: "This rain is ...... Weak water? Is this the art of calling the wind and rain in the flood wilderness?"

Lu Blood nodded appreciatively and said, "This technique of "Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain" is the shocking method of the ancestral witch in the flood wilderness, which was later brought here by the Wu clan and finally fell into the holy lake. ”

"What about the Witch Clan?"

"Nature has become a nutrient that nourishes the Jing River. ”

Lu Blood continued: "This may be the gift of my survival, I have practiced this art of calling the wind and rain for a long time, and I am finally able to comprehend the true meaning of it, and I can turn into wind and rain and leave here. Later, a new heavenly court appeared above the nine heavens, and the world was enshrined, and my opportunity came. ”

"Every god who has been sealed here has become my demon womb, and all the power of faith has been used to nourish my body, and it is precisely because of this that I can always survive, and what happened later has been told before, when the river god puppet was about to die, I saw the scholar who was full of resentment in the river temple. ”

"After absorbing a large amount of life essence, the Haotian child in the nine heavens finally discovered me, fortunately, I have a secret method to escape into this small world, even the heavenly court can't help me, but that Haotian child is really hateful, he actually sealed the weak water here, and imprisoned me for life. ”

The deer blood sitting on the pile of bones lives here alone, accompanied by the white bones that used to come here to hunt for treasures and the gods of the river.

He grinned, showed his white teeth, stretched out his tongue to lick the rain that slipped from his face, and said with a smile: "How does he know, my technique of calling the wind and rain is originally the same origin as the weak water of the Tianhe. ”

"Calling the wind for nine days, calling the weak water of the Tianhe River is to call for the wind and rain. Xu Yuanxin said in a deep voice.

Ning Shu also had an impression of this sentence, he had heard of this method of reaching the heavens.

Lu Blood nodded and said: "He sent this weak water to me, how could I not accept it, so I refined all this weak water into the spell, and finally cultivated this Flood Desolation Immortal Law to the fullest." ”

As he spoke, a white light slowly lit up in his hand.

In that white light, you can vaguely see a rushing river, like a dragon swimming in the air, and you can feel it from the momentum it emits, that is, the weak water of the heavenly river.

On closer inspection, the white light wrapped in weak water is actually an extremely pure cloud.

Except for the previous story of the false god of Tianhe, everything that followed came together at this moment.

A late-born innate creature has experienced ups and downs, and then has many adventures, creating boundless killings, and finally cultivating a method that leads to heaven to the fullest.

Even though he is a demon, such an experience is enough to be included in the legend.

"But I have lived for too long, the world says that no one can live forever, can survive those great people in the flood period, I am already the only one in heaven and earth, but even if I cultivate such a method to the heavens, I can't stop the dissipation of the essence of life. ”

Lu Blood said this, although his appearance had not changed, Ning Shu found that his body irreversibly exuded an aura of decay and old age.

Like a river embankment bursting, it grew old in an instant.