In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather is integrated, and heroes from all over the world gather in the Valley of Souls.

Visitors from all walks of life dressed up in gorgeous costumes, calling each other back and forth, holding their own flags in this water and mountain, lined up neatly.

The remnants of the Soul Valley are completely gone, the Soul Farewell Garden has long been renovated, the crape myrtle red lotus is still in full bloom, and the Demon God Temple, which is only a hundred feet away, is even more brilliant and majestic.

Because there was no room for these tens of millions of monks in the Soul Separation Courtyard, the World-Honored Festival was held in front of the Demon God Temple next to it.

Chu Huansheng and An Ci were arranged on the side of the Xuanzheng Hall, and they were also the only two seats in the vast crowd.

Seeing today's grand occasion, the two looked at each other a few times, and their excitement was beyond words, Chu Tingxue saw that he and his wife were frequently surrounded by people to greet him, so he called a few guards to accompany him, just in case, and he didn't want them to disturb him too much.

For a time, in addition to the sacrificial platform, the location of the Xuanzheng Hall became the most eye-catching place.

The four halls and thirteen factions are all in the rudder of the soul valley and the identity of the disciples, who are at the head of the formation, although the pattern of the flag is different, but the style is unified, and each has the word "An" Lingqi to sit in the town.

At this time, the disciples of the Seventeen Sects saw that there was suddenly an array of soldiers of unknown origin beside them, and it was also neatly composed of several thousand people, which was very magnificent! But the leader had never seen it, so they all whispered and asked, "Where did it come from?" Why didn't anyone report it?"

There was a little more organic spirit to see the door: "That's a mortal soldier, I saw a man wearing a cloak who was led by the eldest brother of the examiner, and quietly went to see Shizun, it should be the righteous brother of the monarch of Peng Yueguo, this word is also in line with today's special article, right?"

There was a more lively one, so he took advantage of the fact that the scene was not very serious, slipped over and arched his hand and asked: "The people standing here are all descendants, do you want to say a famous ......?"

Unexpectedly, the tall soldier stood up straight, without even blinking an eyelid. Behind him, thousands of people also did not hear anything, living like a stake that could only breathe.

The questioning disciple touched a soft nail, retreated in a gloomy manner, and said to his companion who laughed at him: "I'll just say that I guessed right, the army is so strict, it must be the Qilin Army where the eleventh general of Peng Yueguo is located, that is the imperial defender of Peng Yueguo and the ironclad army of General Hongguang. ”

Someone on the side came to his senses with a pat on his head and said in a loud voice: "It must be them! Except for them, no one else thinks about it." And I heard that after their new emperor ascended the throne, the name of the country was changed to Anqi, and this year is the first year of Anqi.

At this time, there was a commotion, only to hear the report "Twilight Cangfeng has arrived!", everyone heard that they gave way one after another, and saw that the mountain master Jiugonggao led a group of disciples to hold some things, and came without squinting. A disciple hurriedly greeted him and took the gift list, and asked Jiugong Gao to go to the Zhulu Hall for tea.

Jiugonggao raised his hand and refused: "Hey, thank you for your kindness, we are not here to use tea, Dusk Cangfeng is not involved in the rivers and lakes, all because the world has the virtue of helping the world, this festival has far-reaching intentions, heaven and earth will coexist, it is also the way that I believe in Dusk Cangfeng, and participating in the festival is my generation's duty, so I came to disturb." You don't have to do it. ”

Hearing this, the disciple was fascinated, and hurriedly gave a salute and retreated.

Everyone saw that Izumo Peak had to resign and the newcomers Fu Huan'er and Dusk Cangfeng were neat, but Xixia Mountain didn't even have a single news, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh: "The three major immortal mountains in the past are getting colder and colder. Now this Soul Valley has become a veritable fairyland, and in my opinion, the world is adjacent to the demon gods, and the status is much higher than them. ”

Suddenly, I saw that on everyone's heads, like a few flying clouds, several women wearing veils swept down, all dressed in pink and crimson, looking from afar, like a misty haze, those girls, the vigorous face only showed big black eyes, very lively and delicate, like the dew on the crape myrtle petals in the early morning.

Everyone was in an uproar, where did such a presumptuous and ignorant little girl come from on such a formal occasion?

Among them, a taller man came out, and he knelt down to give a big salute, and said in a crisp voice: "Tongshuang, the eldest disciple of the Lilac Fairy of the Xixia clan, came to send congratulatory gifts instead of the family teacher, and participated in the sacrificial ceremony on behalf of Qixia Peak!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present fell silent, full of doubts: Isn't the Xixia clan long gone? What is the matter with this great gift? When did Qixia Peak have any contact with the Valley of Leaving the Soul?

An Ci was the first to react, and hurriedly got up and walked over, looking the veiled women up and down, and then said happily: "If there is really a successor of the Xixia family, it is a blessing for my generation." It's just that I don't know why the lilac fairy has not been heard from for many years before?"

Tongshuang smiled slightly, and said neatly: "Master went down the mountain to survive a catastrophe, and now he is enlightened. Now our Xixia clan rules are more open-minded and open-minded, but only female disciples are accepted! If there is a fate, the young master can go to Qixia Peak. ”

An Ci listened, and looked at these veiled women again and again, the three-petal lotus on their foreheads was indeed the mark of Qixia Peak, and at this time, he couldn't help but think of Chu Wenxin, so he nodded with a reluctant smile and returned to his seat.

At this time, in an inconspicuous place, a man in black also looked at several young girls, his eyes flickered, and he stopped talking.

Beside him, a man holding his arms and leaning crookedly on someone else's body smiled lazily under the red gold mask: "Why, you like it when you wear a veil? Don't think about it, the woman of Qixia Peak has a high spirit! You can't reach it! Honestly keep the promise of five hundred years in the weak water river!"

After saying that, I felt strange: "This An Sanping is interesting, the saints of the north in the past generations are very arrogant, and they are even willing to give him face, or such a big face, it won't be that there is any handle in his hands, ......right? I fell in love with him, and the relationship between the three immortal mountains is really not a good one! I admire him! I will have to ask for advice another day!"

The words of the man in red were uninhibited, which provoked Tongshuang and them to turn their faces to look at their group of people who seemed to be chic and lazy and out of place with their surroundings, and when their eyes swept over the young man in black, they obviously stopped, stunned for a moment, walked straight over, looked at the young man in black, blinked, and said crisply:

"I don't know who you are, and you don't have a flag to identify? It won't be a rabble, come to see the excitement, right? I actually teased me in person, Qixia Peak is here, I'm afraid it's not a serious sect!"

The Red-clothed Venerable chuckled and threw a candied fruit into his mouth.

provoked the old man in white who was leaning on by him complained: "The candied fruit that I finally bought, you will steal it again, and you must not chop your tail when you go back to Tsing Yi!"

The young man in black was Tong Yansong, and at this time he gave a salute and said in a deep voice: "Please also invite my sister Haihan, several of them have always been like this, even our lord is unthinkable." ”

Tongshuang stared at him again and again, and asked, "Mingren doesn't say dark words, why do you have the breath of my master on you?"

Tong Yansong sighed and buried his head lower: "In this matter, I will definitely come to the door another day to personally thank Lingshi for saving his life." When my sister goes back, if she must mention it, just tell her to go to the Demon Realm to find the Black-clothed Venerable. She naturally understood. ”

Tongshuang frowned and was stunned, understanding that it was not appropriate to ask more at this time, so he nodded, glanced at the red-clothed Venerable, and turned around and left.

The circular altar was already surrounded by arrays, with seven floors up and down, and it was crowded, except that there was barely a gap between the sects to distinguish them.

Compared to the bustle around this altar, the faces of the four people in the Demon God Temple were a little solemn.

Feng Qisi spoke first: "I am Chang Yue's friend of life and death, and I am Chu Chu's husband, if I want to say that I used the Qianhui Realm to go back to save them, I will not hesitate to agree." It's just that this time, if you look outside, what is the clear Haiyan River, the world is the same, except for the gods and goddesses outside the sky, they can be said to be human immortals and demons, and they have the same end! In this way, the hearts of the people are united, do you really care about this good situation that has not been encountered for thousands of years, and still let him come to naught? If so, we are too selfish! I am the first to disagree!"

Liuyun walked over and put his hand on An Sanping's shoulder, and said solemnly:

"Second brother, you told me on the battlefield, take the country first, take the people as the sky, I set the name of the country as An Qi, I hope that from now on, the four seas will be peaceful, the country and the people will be safe, and now you are the world respected by everyone in the world, why not let go of the past, and use your own appeal to open up a new world in the Valley of the Soul, live up to their sacrifices, and exchange for a clear blue sky?"

After the two finished speaking, they only looked at the demon god with their eyes.

After asking him again and again, he dragged his cheeks and said slowly: "The Thousand Returns Realm is just a legend, and no one has ever really used it successfully, so it doesn't hurt to try it." The luck of the world has always been extremely Tailai, and it has its own trajectory, so it should not change greatly-

There's just a serious problem...... I have already returned to my place, and the Thousand Returns Realm can only reproduce the realm of the mortal world, and it does not work in the world of the gods, so when you go back, will that world ...... If there is no such person as me? If that's the case, it won't make sense! After all, all these things are caused by me, because of the soul stone, and because of the open and secret struggle between the gods and demons. If the demon god is good, all the things you experienced before may not exist!"

An Sanping hadn't thought about so many problems, and was suddenly confused: "Is there such a big stake? I just want to go back and save them! But once I accidentally ruin the peaceful and prosperous world, and lose the demon gods who maintain the peace of gods and demons, won't I become a sinner for the ages? Even if I save them, I won't forgive myself." ”

Feng Qisi nodded again and again: "Especially Brother Chang Yue, think about it, if he knew about this matter, he would definitely blame himself to death, I know him too well, he lives more like a desireless immortal than any god, it's just different in front of you!"

When he said this last sentence, An Sanping's eyes were red again, and at this time, he heard a drum beat, and the deacon shouted:

"Where is the acondominia?"

Liuyun was the priest who was going to accompany An Sanping to the altar today, and immediately tidied up his clothes and stood up, and came to An Sanping and said, "No matter what, now we will respectfully finish this sacrifice of the gods!"

An Sanping thought of Chu Huansheng, who was looking forward to it, and nodded.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and finally saw the four people who came out of the Demon God Temple, and after understanding their respective identities, they were really so excited that they couldn't control themselves, and they couldn't help but shout and praise again!

So under the watchful eyes of everyone, An Sanping and Liuyun were under the solemn drums, after each song was sung, they opened the cannon and bowed down to welcome the gods.

An Sanping took the incense handed over by Liuyun, raised his eyebrows, the first bow, only to see the slight clouds blowing away, Lang Lang Qiankun; the second bow, only to see the sky purple glow, full of red light; the third bow, he couldn't help but slightly spread his palm, the palm of his hand was the thousand return realm that Jiangxue passed to him before going down the mountain, he was so distracted, suddenly heard a silent crowd suddenly shouted: "Look!"

He couldn't help but look up, only to see a rainbow coming towards him as if it were falling sharply!

At the same time, a ray of light burst out of his palm, countering the rainbow!

That dazzling light made An Sanping almost unable to open his eyes!

As far as I could, the whole world turned into a purple and red patch, and I couldn't see anything but hear the noise......

After a long time, the noise gradually faded away, and only one voice was heard, which seemed to call him:

"Childe?"

An Sanping opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a kind old man, pointing to the tea stall behind him, and said with a smile:

"Why is Childe asleep on the side of the road, next to this is the old noodle stall, Childe came in to rest, right?"

An Sanping saw the old man's appearance clearly, tears came out of his eyes, and he choked up and asked, "Yes...... What?"

The old man looked at him a little strangely, and replied, "There is tea, noodles, and hands!"

[End of Volume 1]

[Please look forward to the second volume of the evil guest line]

Author's Note:

The first volume is a complete story that has finally come to an end.

This is also the beginning of "Evil Guest".

An Sanping is such a once simple teenager, I feel very sorry for him.

I always hope that he can get what he wants, but even in my pen,

In this ethereal world created by me, he can't do it either.

As I wrote on the cover:

What do you want for a bright moon, it is difficult to settle the business.

Since the world of the second volume,

He created it himself,

Then we will return the sword to him.

Let him fight for himself again!

I also hope that you who are reading this book,

Don't abandon yourself easily.

Life is not going to be like this book, where you have the opportunity to do it all over again.

But for the fulfillment of a wish, it is still possible to have multiple opportunities for hard work.

Come on!