Lingxiu country, Longju village.

Above the clear stream, a 'floating corpse' is drifting with the waves, rippling.

The ragged floating corpse slowly opened his eyes, and the confusion in his eyes was fleeting.

The floating corpse is not dead, and his name is Sima Yuan.

He coughed lightly, weak, and the sound of the water came to his ears, and he turned his head to see that he was floating in the water, down the river.

Sima Yuan looked up at the starry sky, and saw the full moon hanging high, dotted with stars, shining and bright.

He looked up at the upstream village, his eyes were complicated, and his mouth muttered, "Why this, why not." ”

Then he struggled, rolled over and rowed, endured the severe pain, and slowly approached the shore.

He found a hidden cave to hide, gently tore open the placket of his clothes stained with blood and shredded flesh, and grinned in pain.

He then chewed the herbs he found on the road and applied them to his chest, while his mind remained the same, and he used his internal force to slowly repair the injury.

Half a month later, Kulongtan, near the cliff.

In the lush foothills, a half-grown teenager was running quickly in the direction of Longju Village, looking quite restless.

More than ten days have passed, except for a slight dull pain in the chest, there are no other injuries, and they are almost healed.

At the same time, he picked wild fruits and caught hares on the way to satisfy his hunger, so it took half a month to recover from his injuries.

At this moment, I saw that between the mountains in the west, there seemed to be a roar, like a sword and a sword, like a bow and arrow whistling, and even mixed with the sound of fierce collision between swords.

Sima Yuan stopped, frowned and looked around, but found nothing.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, and suddenly his eyes shrank, but he saw that in the low sky a hundred feet away in the west, two rays of light were flying rapidly, and they were falling.

Judging by its situation, it seems that it will soon descend here.

Sima Yuan suddenly remembered some legends in the village, his face changed, and his body swooped forward, hiding in the thorny jungle.

The beam of light got closer and closer, but with a flick of his fingers, it swept near the Dragon Pool.

At this time, I saw that the beam of light in front of me seemed to be finally overwhelmed, and it staggered down the cliff, and then there was a bang, as if falling to the bottom of the mountain, and he fell to his death on the spot.

The purple beam that followed suddenly stopped in the air, revealing a humanoid light and shadow, and after first probing around, it let out a cold snort, and then suddenly fell, falling with the previous figure.

A few quarters of an hour later, there was a slight groping sound in the grass on the edge of the cliff, and an unkempt young man's head was silently revealed.

Its movements were extremely cautious, for fear of alarming the two 'immortals' who entered the bottom of the cliff.

Sima Yuan's eyes were full of disbelief, horror, apprehension and doubt, as well as a trace of longing and heat that even he could hardly detect.

He exhaled slowly, slowly leaned out and looked down, only to see that there was nothing to be found in the fog beneath the abyss.

Sima Yuan rubbed his eyes vigorously, but he still didn't get anything, and when he was a little discouraged, a voice seemed to come from his ears.

He immediately perked up and listened close to the ground, faintly as if the sound of swords colliding through the cliff came into his ears, accompanied by two different voices of roar, scolding, and resentment.

Then the voice seemed to fade away, slowly disappearing, and when Sima Zheng frowned, a palpitation suddenly came from his chest.

He suddenly came to his senses, and immediately retreated, hiding in the thorny forest behind him again, and he didn't dare to breathe, as if he was suffocating.

After waiting for a while, as Sima Yuan expected, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the bottom of the cliff, like a divine weapon piercing the air, cutting through the blue sky, leaving a burst of white fog and dust and an extremely pungent smell of blood, and then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and the speed seemed to be much faster than when it came.

On the top of the cliff, Sima Yuan, who was holding his breath, saw that the figure wrapped in purple qi was far away, and carefully wiped the cold sweat that broke out on his forehead, and even exclaimed that it was dangerous, not realizing that the placket behind his back was already soaked.

Sima Yuan slowly climbed out of the grass and lay on the edge of the cliff, his eyes seemed to have realized, "Cultivators kill each other?"

There seemed to be a bright light in his eyes, and the eyes that descended to the bottom of the cliff were like prey.

At the bottom of the cliff, the edge of the deep pool.

A blood-stained corpse in a red robe was lying quietly in the pool, breathless, as if dead.

The bloodwater in the deep pool that was dyed red around it was spreading in all directions, as if it was about to soak the entire deep pool, and the cool breath was mixed with the smell of blood, which made people retch.

Suddenly, a head slowly jumped out from the floating corpse.

It was Sima Yuan.

He paddled the cool pool water with both hands, looked at the corpse in front of him, and his heart was inexplicably excited and excited, and the fruit was all within reach.

Subsequently, Sima Yuan took a lot of effort to pull the corpse in the pool ashore.

He gasped for breath as he glanced at the horrific corpse in front of him.

His gaze fell first on the shocking wound, not even a wound, but a hole.

I saw a hole almost the size of an adult's fist in its heart, the flesh and blood were blurred, hideous and terrifying, and the broken heart inside was clearly visible, which was terrifying and extremely terrifying.

The corpse looks like a middle-aged, covered in a robe, black clothes and purple belts, like a family honor, unspeakably expensive.

Sima Yuan was extremely shocked in his heart, not only shocked by the ruthlessness of that person's attack, but also worried that he was involved in this troubled water.

Suddenly, he pressed the surging mood in his chest and gradually calmed down.

At the same time, its gaze became more and more hot, green and shining.

However, after a week of searching, nothing was found.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan's eyes lit up, he picked up the chest and abdomen of the corpse, bulging to the ground, Sima Yuan pouted, and when he was about to withdraw, he touched something different.

Sima Yuan didn't care about the reason that the deceased was the greatest, and immediately ripped open the waist of his pants, and a treasure mirror appeared in front of him.

The horizontal diameter of the ancient mirror is about five inches, and the mirror nose is like a unicorn crouching, and the four sides are arranged side by side around the nose; there are turtles, dragons, tigers and phoenixes, and they are displayed in turn. There are eight trigrams outside the four directions, and there are 12 chen positions outside the hexagrams, all of which are livestock and birds. And there are twenty-four characters outside the Chen animal, around the outline, the style seems to be subordinate to the word, like a rune.

Sima Yuan raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and held the ancient mirror tightly in his hand.

Suddenly, a faint voice suddenly sounded in Sima's ears,

"Boy, it doesn't seem good to pick up my things in front of Lao Tzu!"

Sima Yuan's fingers quickly retracted as if he had been electrocuted, and at the same time, his body was like a furry wild cat, suddenly jumping backwards, taking dozens of steps back, his face full of incredulity and disbelief.

At this moment, I saw that the lips of the dead and motionless 'corpse' were gently wriggling, opening and closing up and down, as if speaking silently.

Sima Yuan immediately felt frightened and cold.

The corpse is deceitful!!

Then a scene that made Sima Yuan's scalp even more numb appeared, only to see the cold scarlet corpse on the ground slowly open his eyes, revealing a pair of cold eyes, staring directly at Sima Yuan, his lips were slightly pulled dry, and there seemed to be a trace of evil smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

The man struggled to his feet, glanced at the hole in his chest, and then glanced in the direction of the sworn enemy's escape, his eyes were grim and resentful.

The person seemed to be muttering to himself, "Cheap maid, let's see, today's grace will be repaid tenfold in the coming day!"

When he turned his head to look at Sima Yuan, his gloomy gaze like a poisonous arrow fell on Sima Yuan's face, and then slowly moved down to see the ancient mirror in Sima Yuan's hand.

The man's face sank, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and suddenly fell on Sima Yuan's chest.

Caught off guard, Sima Yuan immediately screamed, and then his thin body seemed to be knocked away by a huge force, and he fell directly behind him a few feet away.

The 'immortal' who was in distress smiled at Sima Yuan, "Boy, come here!"

Then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed him gently, Sima Yuan's body involuntarily floated towards the other party, but it fell into his hand in an instant.

When Sima Yuan was grabbed by the strange power of the other party, it was as if heavy restraints were born around his body out of thin air, and then he was pulled in front of the other party by a force of attraction.

Sima Yuan's face changed again, his heart was flustered, and he was about to howl loudly, but his mouth was tightly closed, as if it was sealed, and it was difficult to speak.

Especially when he wanted to struggle, the other party's huge restraint force increased again, and tightly bound Sima Yuan, Sima Yuan was immediately strangled to his face swollen, red and swollen, and was about to suffocate.

As the two of them got closer and closer, the despair in Sima Yuan's eyes became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again.

Black soul blood!

Like the blood of the ink soul dripping on the ancient mirror in Sima Yuan's hand, it slowly plunged into it and disappeared.

When he was in danger, Sima Yuan tilted his head slightly, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Spirit Mirror, Resist the Enemy!"

As soon as the words fell, a mirror light flashed and headed straight for the man.

With a pop, the mirror light penetrated through the lobes of the lungs, and there seemed to be a trace of disbelief in the man's eyes, and then gradually dimmed, and there was no sound, only a faint murmur seemed to remain in his mouth.

"Time, life. ”

Then he lay down upright, and died of exhaustion.

Sima Yuan coughed slightly, and his gaze at the ancient mirror seemed to be shocked and incredulous.

Half a sound passed, and a buzz suddenly came from Sima Yuan's ears in a trance, and he couldn't help but shudder, and then got up to look at the corpse.

He pondered for a long time before he walked to the other party's side, and then took a cautious look, and the pungent smell of corpses and decay wafted over the edge of the pool.

What is especially strange and terrifying is that at the wound of the big hole in the man's bowl, several flies and mosquitoes, as well as many ants and young maggots have crawled up and down, which is disgusting and retching.

The corpse was unrecognizable.

A moment ago, he was a great immortal who was eyeing all directions, but now he has become a pile of filthy and filthy rotten meat, and the ribs of the bloody woodland are full of crimson blood ants and flesh-red maggots, which are wantonly devouring the flesh and blood of that person at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sound of chewing, wriggling, and Bai Sensen's bloody teeth grinding reached Sima Yuan's ears.

A wave of vomiting immediately welled up in his abdomen, nausea and retching, almost vomiting bitter water.

At the same time, a chill rubbed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and cold sweat broke out.

Frightened, Sima Yuan took a few steps back and gasped.

After he had completely calmed down, he stepped aside and broke a piece of stick, and with great effort, he dug a half-man pit in the soft soil.

Wrap the rotting corpse in withered grass and rotten leaves.

Buried.