Feeling the three drops of slave blood ink eliminated from his mind, the evil self-born finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turns out that those memories of my childhood are the memories of my dragon clan, but it is impossible to compete with the slave blood and ink with those childhood memories alone, in that memory, there should be some kind of power that the destruction dragon has blessed, otherwise the slave blood and ink cannot be destroyed so completely. ”

Evil Zisheng vaguely guessed something, but at the moment, his realm was too low, and he might not be able to figure it out.

"And the girl, I thought she had some kind of relationship with me when I was a child, but I can't remember who she was. ”

The evil self-generated effort recalled, but there was no impression in his mind at all.

"Patriarch, patriarch. A heart-rending cry in the distance made the evil self-born hurriedly walk over.

The patriarch tried to sit up straight, blood couldn't stop flowing from his mouth, it seemed that the evil self-birth came over, and the patriarch reluctantly showed a tragic smile.

"Brother Wanyun, it's great that you're okay. ”

"Patriarch, you better stop talking, it's important to take care of your injuries. Evil Zisheng put one hand on the patriarch's shoulder, injecting a trace of mana into his body.

The patriarch shook his head, signaling that the evil self-generation did not need to waste mana, "There is no need to waste mana, that barbarian demon cultivator broke my heart, I'm afraid I won't be able to live, Wanyun Monk, I have something to ask for, I hope you can agree." ”

"Patriarch, please speak, if Wan can do it, a definition is unavoidable. Evil self-spawn agreed.

Although I don't know what kind of request the patriarch will make, with the patriarch's style of doing things, he shouldn't make too many requests.

"I hope you can temporarily take the position of patriarch and take Hujia Village to migrate to the new grassland. The patriarch said expectantly in his eyes.

These days, the evil self-born has already heard that the grass in the nearby grassland has been eaten by cattle and sheep, and they have to migrate to the new grassland, and then migrate back when the grass here grows.

It's just that in the process of migration, there will be occasional attacks by demon beasts, and it is best to have a monk with advanced cultivation in charge, and the migration will be smooth.

"Okay, I promise you. This request was not excessive, and the evil self-born agreed.

However, tears flowed in the patriarch's eyes at this time, "Monk Wanyun, you are a good person, Guanfu Guanfu, people's hearts are complicated, but I have lost my eyes again, causing this trouble, I have not been able to step into the Guanfu realm in my life, I am really to blame." ”

After speaking, the patriarch's hand slowly drooped.

"Patriarch, patriarch. The people wept and wept, but they had to accept this fact.

I didn't expect the patriarch to have his opinion on the Guanfu Realm, which made the evil self-born have this admiration.

In the early morning, there were dozens of graves piled up with broken stones on the grassland, and in addition to the patriarch, there were also people from Hujia Village who died in vain last night.

At the front of the tomb, there are two heads of barbarian spies, placed in front of the tomb, which can be regarded as avenging everyone.

Hu Dao finally rushed back early in the morning, crying the saddest in front of the grave, and the most self-reproaching person at the moment is probably him, he ran into the barbarian spy and fake Yanzhou Army, and told the location of the village to the two.

Fortunately, everyone knew last night that this was the meaning of the patriarch, and no one blamed him, but felt that it was already very good that Hu Dao could come back alive.

After the funeral, the villagers of Hujia Village began to put away the cowhide tents, loaded everything on the ox cart and horse, and everyone set off with the ox cart and horse.

With two more horses pulling the carriage, the migration was easier than before, and the journey was much faster.

On the way, I occasionally encountered a few demon wolves and wild dogs in the Filthy Realm, which just vented the anger of those Hujia Village warriors who had been suppressed for a long time, and released the pain in their hearts.

Evil Zisheng sat on the Han blood red ji, playing with a palm-sized inkstone in his hand, this inkstone was the inkstone that Nu Jiuwu researched and developed the slave blood ink, which was picked up by the villagers of Hujia Village afterwards and handed over to the hands of Evil Zisheng.

As for the plum blossom blood chain pen, because it is the natal magic weapon of the slave ninety-five, after the death of the slave ninety-five, the magic weapon power also disappeared seventy-seven eighty-eight, plus the pen has the official book of the slave road on the barrel, and it is also a trouble to carry it with you, so it is simply buried with the patriarch, which is considered atonement.

In the inkstone, there is also a black stone, this black stone is the one in the patriarch's room, but in addition to the fact that this black stone can make strange noises during thunderstorms, the evil self-born has read it many times with the Heart of Compassion Sutra, and he has not understood what is inside this black stone.

"Stop, Patriarch, the clansmen are a little tired, why don't we rest for a while. The man leading the way in front stopped the carriage and asked what evil meant to be born of itself.

"Rest in place. "Evil Zisheng knows that there are still many ordinary people in the convoy, and he has to take care of them a lot, and he has the demeanor of a clan's leader.

As soon as the convoy stopped, there were four young and beautiful girls with a bowl of water and sent them to the evil self-born, and the love revealed in the clever eyes made many men in Hujia Village envious.

"I don't need it, I send it to the old people and children. It was as if he didn't feel these feelings and chose to ignore them completely.

As soon as the four girls left, some men surrounded them and said: "Patriarch, these four girls are the four most beautiful women in my Hujia Village, and they are all yellow flower girls, if you want, these four people can become your mother-in-law, aren't you tempted at all, and when the migration place arrives, do you still plan to leave?"

Evil Zisheng already knew that this was a change of way for the villagers of Hujia Village to keep themselves, after all, in this grassland, the Bigu Realm monk was already an extremely noble existence.

"It's so dangerous outside, herding cattle and sheep, and living a peaceful life, isn't it?"

"I have a very important thing to do, and if I do it, I don't mind herding cattle and horses, but at the moment, I don't have any plans to do so. Evil replied with a smile.

"Everyone has their own ambitions. In the past two days, everyone has already known that the evil is self-generated, and they can't persuade it at all.

After two more days of travel, the convoy finally arrived at the ideal pastureland, and all the villagers were busy setting up their tents and starting a new life.

On a hillside, Evil Zisheng and Hu Dao each rode a bloody red horse, looking at the busy people at the bottom of the mountain.

The knife pulled a roll of sheepskin out of his sleeve and threw it into the hands of the evil man.

"Patriarch, this is the map of Yanzhou that I bought back earlier, since you insist on leaving, then I won't be strong. ”

The evil self-sheng unfolded the sheepskin, and the map recorded some mountains and rivers in Yanzhou, although the marks are not very detailed, but it is better than nothing.

"I wonder where this stargazing mausoleum is?" Evil Zisheng glanced at the map, but did not find such a place on the map.

"The periphery of this stargazing mausoleum is the Gobi Desert for dozens of miles, and the general herdsmen rarely go there to graze, so there is no sign on this map, you go up along the Moon River, and when you see the Gobi, it is considered to be outside the stargazing mausoleum. Hu Dao gestured with his hand into the distance.

Evil Zisheng searched on the map, and soon found the location of Moon River, "So that's the case, then thank you Brother Hu, and say goodbye." ”

"If you really don't say hello, they'll be very sad. "Hu Dao still doesn't quite understand the practice of evil self-generation.

"Drive. "As soon as the evil self-reins were pulled, the Han Blood Chiji had already rushed on the grassland.

Looking at the back of the evil self-departing, Hu Dao sighed and said, "What a ruthless person." ”

Next to a crystal clear river, Han Xuechi was eating grass with his blood low, and Evil Zisheng was holding the sheepskin map in his hand to confirm the direction.

The river in front of you should be the Moon River referred to on the map, and as long as you follow this river up, you can find the periphery of the Stargazing Mausoleum.

Evil Zisheng jumped on the Han Blood Red Ji again and ran along the river.

After five days, the Moon River, which was originally more than ten zhang wide, turned into countless trickles, the grass became scarce, and large pebbles began to appear on the ground.

In the distance is the desolate Gobi, and it seems that Hu Dao is right, this is the periphery of the stargazing mausoleum.

Walking through the Gobi for dozens of miles, there is a dense thatch in front of me, which grows very vigorously, and there is a person who is tall.

In the thatch, the evil self-born found more and more white bones, which were the bones of cattle and horses after death, and there were very many of them, as if they had experienced some kind of disaster.

"Phew. "The situation here is really too weird, and the evil has stopped the Han Blood Chiji.

Summoning the Xianyang Sword, the evil self-sheng stepped on the Xianyang Sword, and slowly flew towards the sky.

When he flew to an extremely high position, he finally saw clearly that in the middle of this stargazing mausoleum, there was a huge circular sinkhole.

Looking at this thousand-foot sinkhole, the evil self-born did not feel terrifying, but had a trace of kindness in his heart.

"Meteors are also light, this is the power of light, this is the Tao of Genshin Dao. ”

His cave divine light is the Taoism of the Yuan Shen Dao, and he has visualized the Yuan Shen Xingjun, and he naturally has a very high comprehension of the Tao of the Yuan Shen Dao, and this huge sinkhole has given the evil self-born a new understanding of the Tao of the Yuan Shen Dao.

Underneath that huge sinkhole, there seemed to be something that was attracting evil to itself, and it was a very strange feeling.

In the depths of the vast underground, there was a spark that seemed to have not been extinguished in the eyes of the evil self-generated.

If Yuan Mengyao saw it at this time, she would definitely be extremely shocked.

Because that lamp is the Seven Stars Void Lamp, the treasure of the preaching of the Genshin Dao Sect.