Time flies, and the autumn breeze is taken away and turned into spring. The years are like a sword, and they have also dried up the sea and turned it into mulberry fields.

"Demon Cultivator, let's go!"

The only constant in the Northern Regions is the snow and cold of thousands of years, even if the Demon Dao is coming. A year ago, the Seven Stars Secret Realm ended. Many geniuses in the Northern Regions have fallen here, unruly and untamed like purple light, geniuses are extraordinary like Murong Haojie, Lin Zhaobei, who is in the top ten geniuses in the Northern Regions, and so on. The puppet sect, the ghost hand sect, the corpse kui sect, the Taishang Sanyuan sect and other sects have fallen, and the vitality of the sect has been greatly damaged.

Even if a year has passed, Li Shentong, the No. 1 in the Northern Regions who narrowly escaped the catastrophe, has become a Yuan Infant Monk. When I think about that battle, I still feel my heart tremble. That goddess, shrouded in colorful divine light, slashed the Tianjiao of the Northern Regions, and the killing of them was overshadowed, and they did not dare to speak.

Too many sons of heaven fell in that battle, and the reputation of that battle was killed with blood.

Zhao Xing of the Corpse Kui Sect, Gu Mingxi of the Taishang Sanyuan Sect, and the Plum Fairy of Wenxiang Pavilion were not Tianjiao, but they were all cut into powder by the woman. Even the Ghost Hand Sect's purple light on the first day, Xue Ningyan of the Bihai Pavilion, and Lin Zhaobei, one of the twin stars of the Northern Cold Sect, all fell.

In a small teahouse, there are casual cultivators who talk about the past a year ago.

"It is said that the Huangquan Mansion in Nanling has sent out the power of the Transformation Stage, and it is about to set foot on the Thousand Snow Mountain. "Some people sighed and talked about the events of this year.

"Isn't it? In the Seven Stars Secret Realm, the Tantai Tan Xi of Qianxue Mountain couldn't raise his head from the so-called Nanling No. 1 Pressure, and turned his hands into flying ashes. Huangquan Mansion, as a five-star sect, is bound to save face, and pity Qianxue Mountain. ”

"Hey, it's a stormy time. Xihai Demon Cultivator, the five-star sect of Nanling is coming, I hope God bless me in the Northern Regions, and the Evergreen Sect can lead us to resist this catastrophe. ”

The rivers and lakes say that it is not big, but it is not small. The cultivation realm is the same, a small teahouse is a cultivation realm. At this time, here. There was no wind and rain and no thunder, but the words at the banquet were tantamount to heavy rain and thunder.

The war of immortals and demons continues to spread in the Northern Regions.

To the north of Sensetsuzan Mountain, there is a mountain peak. The mountain is in a sea of clouds, and there is no trace of snow on the high peaks. In the sect, there are Lingtian birds and flowers, pavilions and pavilions, meandering with the ancestors of the Yuan infancy who used the earth-shattering mana to reclaim the fragrance of birds, pavilions and pavilions. This is the famous Taishang Sanyuan Sect in the Northern Regions, and its sects have as many as ten Yuanying Ancestors, and the background is not profound.

In the mountains, there are flying stacks shuttling between the sea of clouds, and cranes flying on the cliffs. A man in a yellow robe is talking to an obese middle-aged man.

"Wang Daoyou, the spiritual mine in Izumo Mountain can only be won thanks to the efforts of your sect, and I will definitely say the credit of Daoyou in detail from my master. The yellow-robed man laughed.

"There is Lao Zhu Daoyou, as long as Senior Han is satisfied, it is good. The obese man said overjoyed.

"It's easy to say, it's just that Wang Daoyou's top-grade spirit mine was robbed, hasn't you found out who it is?" said the yellow-robed man with a sudden frown.

Hearing this, the fat man was frightened. This yellow-robed man was the one who met Zhu Tianyi of the Nine Shadows Sect from the Seven Stars Secret Realm, but he didn't know what opportunity he had gotten. Not only did his cultivation change from the middle stage of the Yudan to the Great Perfection of the Yudan, but he was also accepted as a closed disciple by an ancestor of the Transformation Stage in Xihai, which made it difficult for the obese man to be afraid that he would not dare to offend Zhu Tianyi in the Yuan Infant Stage.

"There was a hint of skepticism, but I wasn't sure. The obese man preached. He looked at Zhu Tianyi's face was cloudy, and he secretly gritted his teeth in his heart.

"Are you serious?" Zhu Tianyi said coldly.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong with that. I don't know what the fat man said to Zhu Tianyi. Zhu Tianyi's eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy, and Rao is obese man Yuan Infant cultivation did not want to look directly at Zhu Tianyi's cold gaze.

"What a big courage, a good Linjiang Building, a good Jiang Xue. After saying three good things in a row, Zhu Tianyi snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and flew away.

Not only did the Taishang Sanyuan Sect collude with the Demon Cultivator, but the Linjiang Tower also defected at the first time when the West Sea Demon Cultivator invaded. The Jiang Xue that Zhu Tianyi said was a four-star sect ancestor who came to surrender to the West Sea, but he didn't expect that he would steal a superb spiritual mine in his territory.

No matter how the heavens and the earth change color, how the heavens are angry. If there is always morning and there is always night.

A dilapidated small temple with faint candlelight at night. A monk in a moon-white robe looked at a beautiful woman in palace clothes who had just left, not knowing what he was thinking.

The whole northern region is looking for Tanxi, but no one knows where she is. There are only, only the demon monk knows it.

The somewhat bewitching monk with a handsome face poured out a large pile of superb spirit stones exuding a rich aura from the storage bag. He muttered a strange mantra in his mouth, and he could see the ancient temple tremble, and the earth suddenly cracked a huge gap.

Patches of blue light rippled out, and there seemed to be a mysterious power enveloping the pile of spirit stones. In the time of a breath, the spiritual stone on the ground had disappeared, and the young monk looked at the gradually healing crack in the ground and called out Amitabha.

In Yiyi's mind, a woman in white was lying on a crystal coffin with her eyes closed. Look closely, there is a trace of blue spiritual power, which is slowly irrigating her body.

The young monk did not see a trace of pity or anger in the corners of his eyes. Like an old monk sitting cross-legged, and like an ancient Buddha who passed away.

I have asked myself, what is good, what is evil, what is Buddha, what is myself?

Man is good, but heart is evil. I am the Buddha, and the Buddha is me.

Even if there are thousands of lights, there is only one green lantern left in front of the Buddha. The figure of the young monk disappeared into this ancient temple after all, and disappeared without a trace.

Many people often hear about genius, but how many people have seen the real sun. Even if he is an enemy, he will feel sorry for him, and even if the years go by, there will still be people who remember his name.

The main peak of Qianxue Mountain, the first view.

A man dressed in Confucian robes took out a spiritual treasure that exuded a light purple color and handed it to a Taoist priest wearing a crown robe and a square scarf.

"Brother Chen, I don't want the secret method and magic weapon you mentioned before. A year ago, I thought you had misunderstood the Evergreen Sect. ”

"Yes, there was a misunderstanding. This purple jade spirit fetus has a certain warming effect on the soul, and I also ask Daoyou to say a few more good words in front of the Evergreen Sect. The man in the Confucian robe said with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Chen Daoyou, I won't tell you. The disciples in your sect killed the core disciples of Huangquan Mansion, and also severely injured that Li Shentong. The disciple named Mu Bai before seemed to have obtained some secret technique of the Protoss brought out of the Seven Star Ancient Land. Chen Daoyou, I don't want to accompany you to hit the stone with an egg......" The man in the crown robe said, flicked his sleeves and left, without looking at the spirit treasure.

"Hitting a stone with an egg?, is my Thousand Snow Mountain really going to be destroyed?" the man in Confucian clothes whispered in a trance.

As the master of a sect, the peerless pride of Tanxi is a kind of creation and a kind of sorrow. The true phoenix was born in the nine heavens, and if it was in the fallen land, it would probably be a curse rather than a blessing. He has no regrets, and he has not thought about regrets.

He knew that even if there was no such thing as Tantai, Qianxue Mountain would still be besieged.

The puppet is not guilty, but Huaibi is guilty.

The appearance of the secret method of the Protoss in the people of the Thousand Snow Mountain Gate was originally a sin.

Nalan Chan sighed, his straight spine suddenly relaxed, and the whole person became a little rickety, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden.

After Yuwen Yu sent Lin Ziyun out of the Seven Stars Secret Realm, Lin Ziyun didn't know where he was. He only felt a huge stream of information coming in his head, as if it was about to burst his mind. This is still because he has been drinking soul-nourishing herbs for more than half a year, and it turns out that Yuwen You had the foresight to know that his soul is not enough to inherit the inheritance of this primeval god race.

It was like having two dreams, and in one dream, Tantai Tanxi stared at himself and said a lot to him.

"Brother Ziyun, it's Tan Xi who protects you, so you have to live well. ”

"I'm really scared, I'm scared to die. However, I don't want Brother Ziyun to die, so I'm not afraid. "It's a long dream, and I don't want to wake up. The dream was also very short, and a girl like an elf said a few words to him.

There is also a dream in which he dreams that his name is Yu Wenyou, and he is a protoss boy. From Qi refining to Yuan Infant, from Yuan Infant to Heavenly Man. Killing people and grabbing treasures, practicing the exercises, his life is brilliant, from birth to death, he has been wonderful, and he has also had a good face, but he only owes his family.

Lin Ziyun suddenly accepted this huge amount of information, only to feel that his mind was blank. He couldn't take it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground unconscious. It's just that the young man's hand is grasping a weapon like an Emei thorn, and his right hand tightly grasps the middle hilt and does not let go.

It was early spring, and the snow was melting. There are new willows sprouting, and the dry river water is also merged into a little stream due to the melting of ice and snow. Under the eaves there is moss that had been moldy last year, and there is also the green left by withered moss in the courtyard.

"Squeak ......"

Next to the farmhouse, there was a small finch in the old tree that had not left in the cold winter last year, squeaking non-stop.

"Brother Shi, can you go to the back mountain with Nannan? Grandma is sick, and Nannan wants to collect medicine. A dirty little girl in front of the thatched hut pulled a sluggish young man in tattered clothes and said.

"Hee-hee-hee......" The young man's eyes were glazed, and he didn't speak, but smirked twice. His hair was unkempt, but he could vaguely see that his face was delicate. The beard was short, but it was of varying length, like thatch cut by a missing sickle. The young man was pulled by the little girl, like a child, jumping step by step.

"Slow down, Brother Stone. The little girl glared at the young man, her immature arms holding a large bamboo basket with difficulty. The little girl looked like she was six or seven years old, and she was carrying a large basket the size of her body on her little body, which looked quite funny.

The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, and the two figures, one large and one small, slowly entered the depths of the back mountain.