Untie the dragon armor on Chu Xiaoling's body, press the acupuncture points lightly for Chu Xiaoling, and hang him first. Suddenly, from his chest floated a scroll of paper, which was of strange material, like sheepskin, but it had survived the flames without destroying it.

Pan Xuan's heart moved, unfolded a look, only to see the sprinkled, full of vigorous, neat and swaying words, look at the money, is the former master of the ghost of the golden cicada, its text is half thin and half thick, half white and half ancient, I think it is the golden cicada has lived in the north for a long time, the style of writing is mixed.

Jin Chan wrote:

"In the second year since Wan Xian, the immortal voice and smile are still in my mind, and it is difficult to forget. I was provoked by Bodhi, mistakenly killed Allah, a close friend, and had great remorse, but Bodhi was strong in martial arts and powerful, but how could I atone for my sins and revenge?

Bodhi this person, the Taoist appearance, the means and schemes are unfathomable, where it is located 'Cloud Breaking Mountain', also known as the 'Human Head Mountain', perennial poisonous to the bone, as if there are hundreds of millions of unjust souls asking for their lives, I guess that the crimes are innumerable, but no one can enter it, I don't know the clues.

I lost my soul, walked the dead, walked with my sword, traveled all over the world, and unconsciously, through the black grassland, came to the realm of the Northern Demon.

It happened that I was chasing a country of water, and encountered a demon hunt, although I had never liked the people of the Northern Demon, but I was begging for death, so I shot with a sword and saved tens of thousands of lives, and I was also seriously injured and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I learned that the people of the water-chasing country had saved me. I walked out of the hut, saw the fertile grassland, saw the plains and white clouds, saw the mountains and mountains, and saw the women and girls of the demon clan, grazing and picking fruits, their smiling demeanor, how different from the people of the Central Plains?

In the south of the grassland, when it comes to the northern demons, it is said that "wild as animals, ferocious as beasts", but the current harmonious scene, if I have not seen it with my own eyes, I will dismiss it as nonsense.

Leaving the water country, passing through the Blade Mountain, the burning gold plain, the Valley of Migratory Birds, the Crying Blood River, and then to the grassland where the wolf and the ox died, what I saw and heard along the way, I was deeply touched.

The people of the Northern Demon are violent by nature and cannibalistic to each other, which is really common sense, but they don't know anything about scheming, ruthlessness, thick blackness, and chasing fame and fortune. Among them, there are countless heroes and demons who put righteousness first and take care of each other. The rest of the female demons and female demons are all weak and kind, love the people like children, and value love and righteousness.

Once a person swears by Hades, he will never disobey it.

In the realm of the northern demons, there are many demon hunts, hundreds of thousands of people die in the hands of demon hunters in a year, although the land is vast and there are many people, ten times that of the south, but it is difficult to return to the chaos. And the demon hunt is becoming more and more intense, more and more frequent, I look at its records, deduce its momentum, and know that in a thousand years, the number of people who die a year may reach two million.

The Northern Demon is in turmoil in the depths, and the day is precarious, it is to promote atrocities, and the weak eat the strong, which is no wonder to them.

Ancient books record that the origin of the Gaibei Demon was thousands of years ago when Chi You descended from the Soul Gathering Mountain, so it was closely related to the King of Hades, and believers often held cult sacrifices, so the barrier was separated and chaos abounded. Or maybe there are frequent killings in the north, countless crimes, and resentment, which attracts the attention of the king of Hades.

However, this is not the case.

I studied for several years, and after a lot of hunting, I finally learned the truth. It was only because of the year of the flood that the Zhengyi True Immortal Patriarch and his friends from the Shanhaimen laid out a formation, which made the barriers between the southern region and the Gathering Soul Mountain strong, and the barrier between the northern realm and the Gathering Soul Mountain weak.

In other words, the lives of the demons in the north are exchanged for the safety of the southerners.

I understood this verse, so I was uneasy: the northern demon sacrificed to the king of Hades and sacrificed his compatriots alive in order to keep away from the demon hunt, so that there were many complaints, and the people were not able to make a living, which led to continuous wars and disputes. Its nature is not evil, but its fate is unfair, so that hundreds of millions of good people are forced to become bloodthirsty beasts.

Over the next three years, I continued to travel, make friends, and witness other natural disasters in addition to demon hunting.

This natural disaster is the plague of the black snake in ancient legends.

In the beginning, this problem only occurred sporadically, in the remote mountainous area, hurting people's lives, although it was not much, but it really made people lose their hearts, and they could not be saved by asking for heaven. I was once in a thrilling escape, and I almost lost my soul.

If the two sides alternate, if they coincide, tens of thousands of corpses and bones will be piled up into mountains, mixed with blood, and will flow into rivers.

After recovering from my injury, I thought hard for many years and finally understood my mission.

In the south, there are ten thousand immortals guarding the way of the world, and there are true immortals to bless mortals. The demons in the north also need someone to lead and protect them.

If there are ten thousand immortals, then there should be ten thousand ghosts.

I can't crack the spells of the Shanhaimen people, but the ones who are guarding against them are demons from outside the sky. The south is a peaceful, peaceful, carefree place, but it is not impregnable, and from the other side of the earth, I can defeat it and occupy it.

From the moment of my epiphany, I abandoned the path of the immortals in favor of a more chaotic, more real, and more dangerous journey.

An ancient book once said: There is a spring in the Northern Demon Realm, and after bathing, you can be reborn and increase your life span by hundreds of years. I found the spring, which the locals call the Black Blood Pool.

This Black Blood Pool has all kinds of wonderful uses, and I practice all kinds of wonderful methods, but if I want to defeat the Ten Thousand Immortals, I have to create a huge sect to compete with it, and this Black Blood Pool will support hundreds of thousands of people to be reborn and practice advanced secret arts.

What I need is not a change, but a gradual process.

I searched for five years, and found five young people who didn't know martial arts at all, but had excellent qualifications, and taught their own Prison Fall Rebirth Skill, which combined with the secret art of the Northern Demon, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Flying Kung Fu in the next life, and gradually reaped the benefits from the Black Blood Pool.

Of the five, only one survived, and this person later succeeded in his practice and tried to kill me, and was killed by me.

I took my disciples and made them bathe in the spring, and found that the difference between this pool of black blood and the spring of fairy dew was that the people who entered the spring had no price, and their hands and feet were intact, but when they woke up, their minds became irritable and irritable, and they were not controlled, and even their own relatives would be killed mercilessly. Could it be related to demon hunting and black snakes, or is it because the nature of the people here has changed? I don't know.

The only thing that can restrain them and make them submit is supreme martial prowess and majesty.

The path of ten thousand ghosts will be completely different from that of ten thousand immortals. From the very beginning, I could not show the slightest weakness and sympathy, and only as the Supreme could I have long-term peace and stability.

When I made the Black Blood Pool really work, it was 950 years ago, thousands of years later than the Immortal Dew Spring, so it worked faster and better. Ten thousand ghosts have gone through ups and downs, and they have prospered rapidly, and so far the number has far exceeded that of ten thousand immortals, and I roughly calculated that from the end to the end, there were 600,000 disciples. Among them, there are more than 100 ghost officials, but there are still only six ghost heads.

With this force, the countries of the Central Plains are vulnerable, and the immortals are not my opponents.

It's just that among the ten thousand ghosts, there is a great strife, and the hatred of each other is far better than treating the ten thousand immortals. I exhausted my mind and really listened to my command, but only thirty percent. But this thirty percent is enough.

It must be sufficient.

In the past thousand years, the situation has really deteriorated, and in the realm of the Northern Demon, the king of Hades is raging, and the king of Hades is even more blatant, establishing a cult and creating a country. Northern Demon Rumors: Those who believe in Hades and are chosen can avoid the disaster of demon hunting and avoid the disaster of black snakes. Although I don't believe this, why not use Hades to fulfill our wishes?

As a result, among the various factions, they all believe in different Hades, for example, the Ghost Tiger Sect believes in tyranny, and the Demon Dragon Sect believes in Thin Neck. But I know in my heart that among all the ghosts, there is no faith, and I will never be controlled by Hades, if I really believe in anything, it is an iron fist, and survival.

Six years ago, in the Northern Demon Realm, except for a few lands, there were demon hunts every year, occasional black snakes, and more than one million people died every year.

It's time for all the immortals to know about the ghosts.

Before leaving, I returned to the land of chasing water, and revisited my reborn meadow, but time was like an arrow, destroying everything, and I could no longer see the green mountains and green waters, the grassland cattle and sheep, and women and children, the quiet and peaceful scene, and the quiet and peaceful scene also disappeared with the wind.

It was the Demon Hunt that ruined everything.

But behind the demon hunt, there is the injustice of fate, the conspiracy of hypocrisy, the cruel trickery, and the irreparable blood debt.

Those people in the south are innocent, but their innocence is not a reason for the northern demons to endure suffering, nor is it a reason for us to let bullying and give up the struggle.

It is not a shield for ten thousand immortals, not a tombstone for ten thousand ghosts.

I thought of other ways out, but there was no other way. Ten thousand ghosts can't compete with Hades, they can't compete with the black snake, they are endless, they are the calamity of heaven and earth. Bodhi once said: "Ten thousand immortals are not immortals, and the extraordinary is also extraordinary." "We demons are not really devils, but we must do the deeds of the devil.

If blood can redeem us, then let the world sink in blood.

Ten thousand ghosts are not ghosts, and they will not return.

Our pioneers successfully captured the snowy region in the north of the Central Plains, which is bitterly cold and desolate, and the terrain is harsh, but it is a rare gift for the demon clan that grows in the north of the black grassland. The crops of the Northern Demons, planted here, have a crazy momentum, enough to feed this expeditionary force. But although it is vast, it cannot accommodate the remaining northern demon clans, and there are people who are unwilling to follow me.

I wanted to go further, but the Ghost Tiger Sect and the Youhe Sect had a feud, the Ghost Crane Sect and the Demon Dragon Sect had a grudge, and the Soul Scorpion Sect, the Fallen God Sect, and the Blood Buddha Sect also fought for territory and fought endlessly. They have not yet enjoyed true comfort, but they are like wild beasts that have been hungry for too long, killing each other for the sporadic food.

At such a time, we will definitely lose the battle with the Ten Thousand Immortals.

I recalled the secrets of the world written down in the most isolated tribe of the Northern Demons. I have in my bosom a wisdom and knowledge that is incomparable to that of all immortals, and I should bluff to deter them. And in front of Xuangu City, the vast ice field of hundreds of miles happened to have the Xuanwu body left by the ancient gods. Bodhi should also know about this.

During the confrontation in the ice field, I met Bodhi, and Bodhi was shocked by me, and he never thought that I would still be alive. He thinks I'm here to avenge the immortals? That is insignificant, it can be forgotten, I have a deeper hatred, a heavier mission.

Ten thousand ghosts and ten thousand immortals erected an ice wall on that day, and then made peace for the time being.

.....

Behind the ice wall, those who travel far away are bathed in long-lost happiness. I knew that this situation would not last long, and when I got it in order and stabilized the rear, I would make a desperate bet.

Wan Xian is very cunning, and they have an excellent hiding place. The people of the Central Plains are the barrier of ten thousand immortals, and they are the victims of the war between ten thousand immortals and ten thousand ghosts.

The real enemy of ten thousand ghosts is only ten thousand immortals. Once the immortals collapse, we will always find a place to live for a long time. The south side is prosperous, and the land is generous enough to accommodate us.

.....

Chu Xiaoling, do you know why I accepted you as an apprentice and did not hesitate to kill the rest of my disciples to pave the way for you?

At that time, I saw you in the snow, a man who had committed a crime, who had been abandoned and tortured by all immortals, who had great ambitions and wanted to escape from his homeland.

I also saw myself a thousand years ago.

I have seen signs in the stars, and I understand that the world is only a cycle.

I will fight Wan Xian in a decisive battle, and I may not return.

But the omen tells me that there will be another great master from all immortals, a person who has gone through countless tribulations, understands the sins of all immortals, and understands the sufferings of ten thousand ghosts, crosses the grassland, returns to the north, becomes the lord of ten thousand ghosts, saves ten thousand ghosts, and saves the northern demons.

Could that be you?

Maybe it's me?

Or is it someone else?

But the world is like a dream, who can say clearly?

Ten thousand ghosts are not ghosts, and they will not return.

I'm no longer obsessed. ”