There was a light moon hanging in the sky.

This is an extremely rare scene in the nine continents of the Senluo world, of course, there is also a continent, Yingzhou Underworld, you can enjoy such a strange scene.

The light of the moon was scattered all over the places that were visible to the naked eye, and even if it was invisible, it shrouded the cold moonlight, as if it had covered this continuous 100,000 mountains across the underworld, covering a thick layer of snow.

If there are immortals who are traveling far away at this time at this time, they will find that on the 100,000 mountains on this underworld, densely packed, there are many wild beasts that only exist in the list of monsters, and they drag this continuous mountain range, but behind them, there are three, towering Xuanjia giants, holding whips like a river, driving away these wild beasts dragging 100,000 mountains.

These wild beasts, which only exist in the list of monsters in the book, are crisscrossed with ravine-like scars on their bodies that look like mountains, and on their noses and limbs, they are firmly bound by a dark golden circle, and when they move, there is a thunderous roar.

And the Xuanjia giants, or puppets, are not aware of such sights and sounds, of course, even if these puppets have intelligence, they will not have the slightest mercy, what they want to do is loyalty deep in their bones.

These wild beasts are like old cattle in the ploughland, working hard and complaining, and the giant puppet is like the old farmer holding the ploughshare.

This scene, passed down from mouth to mouth by those who went out of the underworld or came from outside the underworld, has been spread beyond recognition by false rumors, and the original appearance of this wild beast has been spread beyond recognition.

Legend has it that at the end of the underworld, there is the ancient world where demons and monsters coexist, and people and beasts depend on each other, and the legends there have always existed in people's mouths from the time of the cave to the current world.

Occasionally, there are wild beasts that bear hard labor to stop and rest, but also to the ground as a bed, with the mountain as a pillow, every gasp, is like a whistling wind, the wind season that the monsters on the underworld can't avoid, that's how it comes, the wild beasts, is the alien race that once sealed the cave era with the dragon clan, their bloodline, more or less have the blood of the dragon clan, but this bloodline is thin, it can't be compared with the dragon race at all, but it is enough to deter the bloodline of all the strange beasts and monsters on the underworld, this is the fear of the dragon clan deeply rooted in the bones of monsters and monsters。

The wild beast that has consumed the ferocious and stubborn nature of endless hard labor no longer has the courage to share the world with the dragon clan, and now, it can only act quietly as an existence like a ploughing ox in this hard labor.

It's just that these oral stories have changed, and they have long been old for many years, but they have not changed, because no one dares to fly over the 100,000 mountains dragged by this wild beast.

It's just that there are never fewer people who don't believe in evil, and in the long history, it is not that there are no Upper Five Realms of the Great Sage of the Underworld and the Upper Five Realms Cultivators who have taken the sword to the top of these 100,000 mountains, but they are no longer silent, as if they have disappeared in this history without explanation.

And the peak of the 100,000 mountains, all of them are bones that have no recognizable faces, some people, more of them are the Great Sages of the Upper Five Realms of the Underworld who showed their original form after being killed, these bones are without exception, they all cut off their heads with a knife, and they have become nourishment for this group of mountains, and there are many, even the true spirits have not escaped into the endless land, and they cannot be reincarnated, they can only wail between these mountains.

The mountain above the underworld is truly eternal, and it is the same even if it is vicissitudes, and there is only the mirror mountain hundreds of miles away from the Shanhaiguan.

In other words, there are only two mountain ranges above the underworld, the 100,000 Great Mountains and the Mirror Mountain.

And at the pinnacle between the peaks of the 100,000 mountains dragged by this wild beast, there is a temple standing in the wind and snow.

There is a mountain standing between the peaks, the name of the mountain is wind and snow, there is a temple on the mountain, and the temple is called the mountain god.

Temple, let's go

Call it a temple, there are many dilapidated temples in the world, but they are not as dilapidated as this mountain temple.

Only the four walls can still shield the wind and snow, the idol of the mountain god in the temple, standing alone in this roaring wind and snow, the incense has long been broken, the mountain is high and the wind and snow are urgent, and there is which good man and woman climb the mountain to burn incense.

Fortunately, there is also an old man who accompanies the lonely mountain god, the old man is unkempt, and the teeth in his mouth are not only missing, but also the color of dusk.

With such a big wind and snow, the old man did not make a fire to keep out the cold, and there was a wine gourd in his arms, which was very smooth and bright, and he didn't know how long he rubbed it in his hand.

In the gourd is the yellow sorghum drunk of Nankezhou.

The old man was lying at his feet and only looked at the old dog, skinny, but his eyes were as bright as a torch.

The main road under the wind and snow mountain, the snow valley.

Snow, will be blood.

In this valley road, the soil under the snow was soaked with the blood of countless Mirror Mountain Sword Cultivators and Shanhaiguan children, and at the same time, the bones of countless invading Underworld demons were also buried.

People who are familiar with Jiangxue Valley know the old man in the Fengxue Mountain Temple and the old dog beside him.

I don't know how many demons above the underworld died under the old man's knife and in the mouth of the old dog.

Rice wine old dog mountain temple, the sword on the snow mountain is smiling.

No one knows the name of the old man, but the demons of the Taiping Dao Kingdom gave this old man a name for his hands stained with the blood of his compatriots: Knife Old Demon.

In the mountain temple, there is a demon head who has been passed down by word of mouth from the demons of the Underworld, and it is quite ironic that this demon has guarded the Snow Valley for eighty years.

The world has also been peaceful for 80 years.

The mountain gods in the temple and the old demons in the temple are all using their lives to guard the peace of the world.

It's just that now there is one more person on this snowy mountain, and the originally dilapidated mountain temple is becoming more and more dilapidated after the arrival of this uninvited guest, because this person is dressed in luxurious clothes and jewels, which is incompatible with the dilapidated scene on this snowy mountain.

This richly dressed red-faced old man still held a fishing rod without a hook in his hand, stood at the highest point of Fengxue Mountain, threw the fishing rod in his hand, as if it was a hook with a line, and then waited quietly, as if waiting for a fish to be hooked under the Fengxue Mountain.

An old yellow dog barked incessantly, but the wind became more and more fierce with the old yellow dog's barking, and the wind and snow became more violent.

The red-faced old man holding the fishing rod frowned and scolded: "Be honest! If you make trouble again, it won't be a fish stew in a while, I'll stew you first!"

The old yellow dog barked disdainfully, wagged his tail and ran towards the mountain temple.

The red-faced old man was angry: "Hey, this beast!"

But there was not the slightest anger on his face, as if he had long been familiar with the temperament of this old yellow dog.

In the mountain temple, an old man with a thick-backed ghost head knife walked out, his eyes were cloudy, and he was holding a wine gourd with a pulp luster in his hand, and the aroma of wine suddenly shrouded the top of this snowy mountain.

And the 100,000 mountain savage beasts dragging under the mountain also smelled the aroma of this wine, and suddenly they all seemed to be pleased, and chirped.

The old man with the thick-backed ghost-headed knife on his back frowned, very unhappy.

The Xuanjia giant puppet that drove away the wild beast seemed to have a spirit in his heart, raised the whip in his hand as thick and slender as a river, and pulled it down fiercely, bringing a blur of flesh and blood, leaving a wound in the ravine.

The red-faced old man's mouth twitched, and the blood splashed and landed at his feet, bubbling white, and the smell of fishy smell followed.

And the gray-haired ghost crane beside him stared at the fishy blood with interest.

"Are you disgusting with me?"

The red-faced old man did not put away the fishing rod, but glared angrily at the old knife demon who was carrying a thick-backed ghost-headed knife.

The old demon of the knife took a sip of wine and said unhurriedly: "That's right."

, I'm just disgusting you, how about it, disgusting to you?"

The old yellow dog wagged his tail at some point, and beside the old demon of the knife, he gloated and looked at the red-faced old man who was glaring at the old devil of the knife.

Silent, awkwardly silent.

The red-faced old man focused on the rod as if a big fish was about to be baited.

The old demon continued to take a sip of wine, and sat on a flat stone not far from the red-faced old man, but watched the red-faced old man "fishing".

The red-faced old man is like a mountain peak, standing on the top of the clouds.

There are many mountains and cliffs in the 100,000 Great Mountain, but the highest is the cliff where the red-faced old man holding a fishing rod is located.

The fishing line sank into the sea of clouds, the rods were bent, and the "fish" on the hook was not small.

Lixia, who has twenty-four solar terms, likes to fish, so he also uses a fishing rod to kill people, but he replaces the fishing line with cause and effect.

Beside Lixia lay a ghost crane with gray feathers and red eyes, staring impatiently at the tight fishing line.

Murder and fishing for the baby.

The ghost crane has a sword book tied to its feet, and it comes from the gods.

Lixia pulled the line fiercely, and a golden infant broke out of the clouds from the sea of clouds, and the appearance of the infant was a middle-aged man with a kind face.

After the golden infant fell to the ground, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy regardless of the pain, but Lixia just looked coldly at the golden infant who was constantly struggling.

Who will have mercy on the fish they catch.

The moment the ghost crane saw the Yuan Baby, his red eyes suddenly lit up, and the Yuan Infant of the Upper Five Realms was a great supplement for the alien beasts.

Lixia glanced at the impatient ghost crane, and said to Yuanying Wei Tiancheng, who was begging for mercy: "The transaction you made a few years ago, you should also repay your debts." ”

Hearing this, the golden primordial infant suddenly withered, and looked at Wei Tiancheng's primordial infant carefully, which was mixed with several black-purple demonic qi, which was the sequelae of swallowing the demon pill.

Who would have thought that the mountaintop characters of the Upper Five Realms would actually rely on devouring demon pills to cultivate.

Seeing that the Yuan Infant was wilting, the Ghost Crane suddenly took the Yuan Infant into his mouth with his long beak, and swallowed it directly without chewing, making an extremely pleasant chirping sound.

Lixia also smiled, every time he "fished", he would always throw his prey to the ghost crane, watching the ghost crane eat the "fish", he would always think of his childhood.

There is a fish pond at home, and mulberry trees are planted on the base of the pond, Auntie raises silkworms with mulberry leaves, Daddy raises fish with silkworm dung, and he fishes and eats mulberries.

At that time, he also raised an osprey, called Xiaoqi, and raised Xiaoqi not for fishing, because A-Niang said that it was too cruel to fish with an osprey.

So Lixia fished and fed Xiaoqi.

The ghost crane looks like Xiao Qi after eating Yuan Ying, but the real Xiao Qi is no longer there, and Ah Niang is no longer there.

Daddy is still there, but he can't remember the people and things in the past, including his son.

Lixia untied the sword book on the foot of the ghost crane, the bright red seal was very dazzling, and it was written in the sword book, and Lixia was only responsible for carrying it out, because that person agreed to the plan on the sword book.

Patting the head of the ghost crane standing beside him obediently, Lixia put away his fishing rod, turned around and walked down the cliff.

The fish have been caught, and all that remains is business.

After the ghost crane reluctantly watched Lixia go away, he flapped his wings and flew into the sea of clouds, where it was a virtual realm.

The old demon of the knife just looked at it like this, and after a long time, he said, "This is the beginning?"

The red-faced old man Lixia said: "It's started, neither of you and I can escape." ”

"If you can't escape, you won't escape, what's so terrible about this, it's nothing more than death. ”

"You're dashing. ”