The entrance ceremony of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, which was huge and set many records in a row, ended hastily without the atmosphere it should have. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The genius disciple who was like a true fairy on the road to heaven disappeared without a trace! So the people of the Hezong and others, under the various subtle warnings of the elders, all suffered from amnesia......

As for those mortals, but they dare to take care of the affairs of the immortal family? can only silently miss the first appearance of the past in their hearts, if there is that unknown person who insists on asking, they will all become deaf and dumb people, and they have shouted loudly****: What were you talking about just now?

The warm breeze in March, because of the love for the spring season that is about to leave, tirelessly stirred the mountains and spiritual mist on the Lanxia Peak, but it could not blow into the valley more than 30 miles behind the peak. And the people of the Shenxiao Dao Sect and others, except for the cemetery that they don't want to go to every year, have a new owner.

But apparently this ten-year-old master is a living one, and it is not a ghost who has no choice but to come here after the end of his life. But this gloomy and obscure valley has not changed a little because of the arrival of a bit of true yang qi, and it still looks ghostly as always.

Xiao Yun, the first grave keeper in the ages, quietly looked at the Guiling Valley, where he was the only one who existed, although he was indignant and humiliated, but he also felt a little like getting out of a cage. It's not bad to live alone here, at least no one can bother you in the future, and you have the freedom to do whatever you want.

Moreover, this quiet and uninhabited valley is more suitable for me to wait for the return of my master here, so that I don't have to keep facing those annoying guys in the sect, especially the old witch! Of course, that Shenxiaozi deceived himself so much, and said that the cemetery was a treasure of feng shui, and he obviously didn't have a good heart.

However, this is also in line with his own mind, and he does not have too many entanglements with the Shenxiao Dao Sect. These old guys still think that they have hot eyes and what kind of broken sect, it's really funny and stupid! If you don't have an appointment with the master, and you also have to repay the old ancestor, you don't care what the first sect in the continent is, the master really doesn't serve you! Hmph......!

At this moment, Xiao Yun was standing in this valley like a giant bowl, but he didn't have the heart to carefully investigate this Guiling Valley, just looked up at the gray sky above his head, and his mind was full of complicated thoughts of anger and joy.

"Master, this place is so yin and heavy, it is very unfavorable to the master's thunder path cultivation. Although this place is suitable for the master to cultivate the blood path of the Yin genus, this 10,000-year-old cemetery is only afraid that there will be evil spirits, so the master should be careful!"

Although the blood pig is not angry with the master, but the matter has come to this point, how can you take care of the master's safety and cultivation first. The gradually deep affection between this person, one demon and two masters and servants is ten thousand times better than many so-called teachers and elders, I don't know if those old immortals who persecute immature children know this, they are ashamed in their hearts?

"Dudu, do you mean there are ghosts here? Although I have heard some ghost stories from the grandparents in the village, unfortunately I have never seen them with my own eyes, is it really that scary? If I really encounter evil ghosts to trouble me, I will go down with a thunderbolt technique, so that they also know how powerful the master is, and I am not afraid of them!"

The children, who already had some experience in cultivation, were obviously full of confidence in the Great Perfection of the Qi cultivation period that they had only seen for thousands of years, and they didn't take those so-called ghosts seriously in their words. However, Xiao Yun is not bad, the extreme and violent power that manifests from the thunder and lightning is indeed the nemesis of the ghost Dao and the evil one.

"Master, don't underestimate the ghost road. Although they are all dead souls, as long as they cultivate to a high and profound realm, they can still take the sun and be reborn. This highest achievement in cultivating the Ghost Dao is not weaker than other cultivators, and it can also attain the position of Ghost Immortal!"

"I know this, but how can there be a ghost path overhaul here? How can I say that this Guiling Valley is not a desolate grave and a wild mound, if there is really any shady thing that cultivates the ghost path, I am afraid that it will be wiped out by the sect long ago." ”

Xiao Yun listened to the admonition, but he didn't care, he just pointed to the burial place nearly twenty miles in a radius of nearly twenty miles, and said something that seemed to make some sense. Obviously, this child can live and practice alone in Guiling Valley, a burial place where no one else dares to come, and he doesn't think it's a crisis.

But Xiao Yun didn't know that this burial place had been abandoned by the Shenxiao Dao Sect for nearly a thousand years, and that there were high-ranking monks who came here to eliminate the Yin Sect? Even the annual sacrifice to the ancestors, those Taoist priests only sacrificed far away from the valley mouth, and no one dared to set foot in this place.

This is not to say that the Shenxiao Dao Sect has no means to dispose of this burial ground, just because the people buried in this Guiling Valley are the ancestors of the previous dynasties. Even after a long time, these ancestors have now become ghosts, but what kind of people in the sect are willing to take the charge of disrespect and come to destroy these dead souls?

Therefore, under the condition that the Yin Yin in this Guiling Valley did not go out to make trouble, the Shenxiao Dao Sect only abandoned this burial ground, but still sacrificed and offered blood food once a year. And Xiao Yun was sent here to be crowned with the absurd rhetoric of respecting the ancestors and emulating the legacy of the ancestors' powerful filial piety, and also coming here to cultivate the mind.

It's a pity that Xiao Yun is still happy about his dangerous freedom, and he doesn't know that he has been deliberately framed and sent to this place of death. And no matter how big the blood pig is, it is impossible for him to know all the secret things of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, but he feels that this place is a little strange based on his own experience, and the sense of crisis is not very strong.

At this time, the blood pig saw that the master despised the strangeness of this burial place so much, and was about to say another word of persuasion, but was interrupted by Xiao Yun, who was rushing all the way to the stone house in the valley, and asked again.

"Dudu, you said that the yin qi here is too strong, will that help you cultivate the blood path? If I can successfully build a foundation here, the blood spirit crystal ball will definitely be able to transform and release blood spirit power again, if that's the case, it's really great. ”

"But master, now we have no source of blood spirit power! your blood spirit crystal ball is now unresponsive, and there are no wild creatures here, which is a problem for cultivating the blood path!"

Xiao Yun smiled when he heard this, and then said: "Dudu, why are you so stupid! We are no longer in the sect now, and there are only two of us here, who can take care of us? If we want to go out, we don't just want to leave, and we are afraid that there will be less blood from wild things?"

When Dudu heard the words and thought about it, he stopped talking. After a short time, the master and servant went straight to the only stone house in the valley, but they were turned away by the only building in the valley that had not been inhabited for many years, and they were not allowed to enter.

The door to the tomb-like chamber had been blocked by countless wild vines, and even the only small window was gone. Obviously, this is the only place where Guiling Valley can live, and I don't know how many years it has been abandoned, but I am afraid that it will be difficult for people again.

Xiao Yun looked at the stone house like a tree demon's lair, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, but then he was playful, and he shook his hands and cast ten burning spells one after another, and immediately the stone house was engulfed in smoke and flames, and a fire was blazing.

The child's love of playing with fire has just exploded, and Xiao Yun, who is full of laughter, was immediately frightened by the strange scene that appeared. I saw that the stone house in the firelight suddenly rushed out a large amount of black and gray mist, and then there were bursts of creepy screaming sounds in the air, but it was particularly evil and amazing.

I don't know if this strange change happened because the hundred-year-old vines that were burned had demonic nature, or because there were ghosts hiding in the house. The frightened Xiao Yun immediately quickly cast the Thunder Killing Technique, only to see the huge purple lightning of the Dao, with violent spiritual power, slashing on the stone house one after another, and bursts of thunder immediately roared, and the sound was terrifying.

Two quarters of an hour later, the flames, lightning, and thunder gradually subsided, and the stone house revealed its true original appearance. I saw that on the stone house, which had been blackened by the flames of the spell, there was nothing but the traces of the lightning splitting, but it was possible to enter.

I don't know if Xiao Yun succeeded in destroying the ghost, or if this was a false alarm, the stone house still stood in the ashes, but there was nothing inside and out. It seems that all the mist and howling, like the flames and thunder, have turned into the vitality between heaven and earth, and there is no trace.

Xiao Yun sighed lightly and stared at the stone house carefully for a long time, before entering it after making sure that there was nothing abnormal. But apparently he had been too careful, and there was nothing here now but him and the still-heavy stone wall. Even the roof above your head is gone, and you can look up at the sky.

Seeing this, the child who was in a false alarm immediately smiled bitterly, how can this house without a roof live? So in desperation, he first used a dust removal spell to clean up the house, but then went out and brought back a large number of vines, and laid the burned roof back, but it was so hard that he was not wronged.

So after a busy time, Xiao Yun also settled down in this valley burial ground, and lived and practiced alone. Strange to say, except for the burning of the stone house on the first day of this place, and some unexplained weirdness, after that it was calm, and nothing unusual happened.

So Xiao Yun cultivated more and more at ease, and from time to time he went out of the valley to hunt in the mountains and forests outside, not only did he live a leisurely and uncomfortable life, but even his blood path cultivation gradually improved. If it weren't for the fact that the old ancestor had repeatedly instructed him, because his young body had not yet grown up, and he should not build a foundation too early, I was afraid that Xiao Yun would have already begun to break through the Qi cultivation period.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, spring was gone, and summer was driven back home by the frost of early autumn, and Xiao Yun had lived in this burial place for nearly four months. Although the scenery of this Guiling Valley is not beautiful and ghostly, he likes this alternative peace and joy, and even more happily the children who come and go freely outside the valley, and are used to being alone, actually fall in love with this kind of life.

It's just that there will always be unsatisfactory things, and under Xiao Yun's inquiring, he learned that his master has not returned yet, and he doesn't know where he went, and there has been no news. And the eldest brother Meng Gang returned to the sect once, but Xiao Yun was out hunting, so the two brothers couldn't see each other and missed each other.

And although Wu Huan's little girl secretly came to Xiao Yun to meet a few times, she was arrested every time by the old virgin who rushed to hear the news. Xiao Yun looked at his sister, who was not a relative but was better than a relative, and the little face full of tears when he left, and he hated the old witch more and more.

As a result, the beasts in the mountains and forests near Guiling Valley all suffered, and the murderous aura on Xiao Yun's body became more and more intense. Every day, he either cultivates or goes out to hunt wild beasts, as if he wants to vent all the hatred in his heart. And so the days continued until the middle of July came again.

Heaven and earth have four seasons, yin and yang have reincarnation and death, this July Zhongyuan is the day when yang is depressed and yin is at its peak. Every year on this day, the eighteen hells and the endless nine hells to which the underworld belongs are all hundreds of millions of dead souls, and the ghosts open the door to the yang realm. This is also the origin of the mortals who call Zhongyuan Halloween.

And the ghosts, zombies, Xiao Wei and other ghosts who have been lingering in the red dust and have never gone to the underworld to wait for reincarnation are even more powerful and ghostly on this day of pure yin. This is clearly the best day of the year to hunt for blood.

However, Xiao Yun, who is not very afraid of ghosts, is as always, he went out hunting for a day during the day of Zhongyuan, and after nightfall, he is still the same as in the past, alone in the stone house of Guiling Valley, using the hunted beast blood to cultivate the blood path. After this decision, I didn't realize that it was already the third watch.

The late night in July is a little cool, but it's not bitterly cold. But at this time, a wave of ghostly aura gushed out of nowhere in the Guiling Valley, and in a moment, the burial ground within a radius of twenty miles was actually filled with the rapidly diffuse cold, and during this period, there was even more black and gray mist in the moonlight, as if it was the prelude to the night journey of a hundred ghosts.

Xiao Yun, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, was suddenly awakened by this biting cold, and the child, who didn't know what was happening, got up and came to the door of the stone house. Only then did he casually glance at the valley with his bloody eyes that were dark vision, but he was immediately stunned by the terrifying scene that appeared in his field of vision.

At this moment, in the Guiling Valley, countless figures floating or moving entities gradually approached the stone house in the treacherous fog. Xiao Yun looked at the many zombies with long hairs growing all over his body, and for a while, he didn't even remember to close his mouth that had been open for a long time.

After a few breaths, Xiao Yun, who was still a child after all, was inevitably frightened by this terrifying scene, and immediately exclaimed to the blood pig in his heart: "Dudu! What the hell is this......!"