There was no wine left in the pot, and the Baiyang Sect Master was still happy to put away the wine utensils, and said to Xiao Nianxi:

"Come with this sect master. ”

Xiao Nianxi followed him up the steps to the high seat, only to see the White Yang Sect Master tinkering with his hand on the back of the main seat, and a hidden door suddenly opened with a boom behind the high seat, revealing an extremely dark corridor.

Evil breath came to the face.

In the past, the living men and women who were escorted in were vividly vivid.

"Do you know why this sect master did this?"

The White Yang Sect Master stepped straight into it first, and his voice echoed in the passage.

"I don't know. ”

Xiao Nianxi also walked into the darkness, and it seemed to echo with endless wails, which were sad and soulful.

"Then do you want to know?" the White Yang Sect Master disappeared into the black.

"I don't want to. Xiao Nianxi was also shrouded in darkness.

"Alas. The White Yang Sect Master sighed, and there was no more sound.

The two walked silently in the silence, what the Baiyang Sect Master was thinking, Xiao Nianxi didn't know. What Xiao Nianxi was thinking, the White Yang Sect Master didn't know.

After a while, the channel bottomed out.

The White Yang Sect Master snorted secretly and slammed open a gate valve.

Suddenly, both of them were illuminated by the red light of the soul-suppressing light.

Just look at the sudden wide space, a huge evil alchemy furnace is sleeping, and it seems to be breathing, and it is still rhythmically spreading an oppressive red light.

The White Yang Sect Master looked at the scarlet top edge of the Dan Furnace and said lightly:

"This is the place where 1,208 lives were buried. This furnace is called incineration. ”

As soon as Xiao Nianxi saw it, his eyes were instantly as sharp as a knife, he forcibly restrained his Huo Sheng's violent murderous intent, and said in a low voice to the Baiyang Sect Master: "Burning the Blood Refining Furnace, only giving birth to the Blood Soul Pill... For the sake of those glasses of wine, I can let you choose how to die. ”

"Hahahaha!" the White Yang Sect Master laughed openly, then rolled his sleeves and strode towards the incinerator.

"This sect master has been good and indisputable for most of his life. Helpless, I only did this time as a villain, but I never thought that retribution would really come... Aha! Mortals all fucking sigh and bury what is good and evil is not rewarded, and Qiankun is selfish! But this sect master wants to ask you about the heavens! Why do you suddenly become fucking upright when you only see Lao Tzu committing evil!?hehe! Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"The Baiyang Sect Master shouted and scolded while climbing to the top of the furnace.

He stared down at the bloody fang-like mouth, and couldn't help but think of the villagers who were hung in bundles, thrown down like garbage and scared away their souls.

The White Yang Sect Master trembled, as if he had just remembered something.

He looked down at the young man, took out a small dark silver ring, and threw it down like a star.

Xiao Nianxi took the ring, immersed his spiritual thoughts in it, and then looked uncertain.

The Baiyang Sect Master did not look at Xiao Nianxi again, but condensed into the abyss at his feet, and said meaningfully:

"Old sect master, you saved me, but you also hurt me. ”

"And you two... It's been more than forty years, and it's time for me to come down and accompany you. ”

He suddenly surged with pathos, and roared awe:

"There is no mercy here, what is love!

He was relieved, and without hesitation, he jumped down,

He apologized for his sins and sacrificed 1,208 souls.

The incinerator boiled suddenly, humming like a chew.

At this moment, the White Yang Sect was destroyed.

Xiao Nianxi sat quietly on the ground, without the imaginary pleasure of the enemy's death, nor the dripping of happiness and hatred.

He couldn't figure out what kind of person this Baiyang Sect Master was.

Because the spiritual vows he left behind were filled with stacks of Dan Dao books, all of which recorded the elixir that had the effect of saving the life and healing the wounds of mortals, as well as the elixir that was beneficial to the cultivators. Other than that, there were less than forty spirit crystals and a small amount of Tunjiu inside.

With a bang, a Qingyun Red Sun Token appeared in Xiao Nianxi's hand.

"Heqing. ”

As soon as he pronounced the name of the White Yang Sect Master, his eyebrows sank, and he realized something.

He shattered the token, and a long piece of paper fell.

Xiao Nianxi picked it up with two fingers and unfolded it.

On the long paper, it is densely written with heart-wrenching handwriting.

He started with the first line.

Xiao Nianxi only then knew,

It turned out that more than forty years ago, when Heqing was standing, the Zhengdan Sect to which he belonged at that time accidentally encountered a murderous and arrogant bandit sect.

At that time, Heqing happened to be ordered to purchase rare medicinal materials for the sect to be stored outside, so he didn't know it at the beginning, and he was still careful about finding the medicine without being distracted.

It wasn't until one day that Heqing heard the embarrassing rumors of street talk when he was returning from collecting medicine, and he suddenly learned about the sect, and he actually suffered a disaster while he was out. So he immediately hurried back without overlapping the road.

The Zheng Dan Sect uses the Dan furnace as a tool and is not good at force. Heqing was so anxious, if the robber sect did something harmful because of this... He ran wildly all the way, and then he didn't dare to think about it anymore, just because his wife and daughter were all in the sect.

But the sky has no eyes.

By the time he returned to the sect, the inside of the door was already full of devastation, rivers of blood flowed, and all the people in the door had been slaughtered.

He Qing took the disheveled corpses of his wife and daughter into his arms, grief-stricken.

He buried them one by one, and knelt down before the graves of his wife and daughters, and his heart was like ashes.

He began to fight this so-called bandit sect everywhere with resentment, and secretly determined to improve his cultivation, and hoped that one day he would be able to avenge his wife and daughter, and for the whole sect.

The hard work paid off, and when he was in the black market of medicinal herbs, he finally learned that the name of the force to which the bandit sect belonged - Weiyang Valley.

But when he heard the stories of the people in the black market, he once again felt the despair and despair in his heart, and he was unwilling to scream and helpless.

More than 100 years ago, in the turbulent season, the upper echelons of the eastern state of the state did their best to build the majestic and strong Great Wall at the cost of manpower and material resources in order to completely stabilize the situation, and in the process of completing this feat, the inner universe of the 'state east' was negligent in its jurisdiction, and there was a short period of civil strife. Among them, it is regarded as the number one red threat by the Nine Great Sects, the Seven Heroes of the Eastern Prefecture, the Four Empires and the Two Immortal Sects, and it is the mysterious force called Weiyang Valley.

Since then, Heqing has been mocking his own incompetence more and more.

So he wandered south in a daze and aimlessly, ready to find a place when he wanted to open one day, and he found himself.

Fortunately, he found a little meaning worth living from saving lives and helping the injured during his travels, so he treated diseases and saved people all the way by virtue and medicine all the way, all the way to the skills he learned in the Zhengdan Sect.

He walked a long, long way, and finally came to Qifeng Village at the foot of the green mountain, but unexpectedly, at this moment, he met a large group of thriving thief families who migrated in a hurry.

This group of thieves may have provoked some kind of unoffended gate, and in order to survive, they had to go into the mountains to avoid the world.

At the time of Le, the villagers of Fengming Seven Villages, who were born and raised at the foot of Qingshan, were honest and simple, friendly and interconnected, and thoughtful.

It is conceivable that this large group of dense thieves was merciless, and simply killed all the people in the seven villages, whether men, women, children, weak or young, and burned them all to ashes.

Heqing was already at the fourth layer of the Origin Realm at that time, but he was still quite unfamiliar with the art of fighting because of the sect, and it was here that the sharp-eyed people in the group of thieves found out that the wandering medical immortal in front of him was actually a stunned gentleman who didn't know how to fight, so he had evil thoughts in his heart, and he also began to plot the idea of Heqing, the shirtless immortal.

He Qing didn't elaborate on what happened later, but said that in the end, it was the old sect master of the Baiyang Sect who showed up and saved his life.

But because of the fact that behind these thieves who occupied the magpie's nest, they were really safe and lived a simple life as a farmer, so the old sect master never moved his heart, and took charge of the exchange of blood and people in the seven villages at the foot of Qingshan.

Heqing's self-narrated page of worldly experience taught Xiao Nianxi to feel sad.