At the moment when Li Jinsu fell, the heavens and the earth suddenly lost their voices, the moon darkened and the stars disappeared, and the five fingers were not visible in the vast four fields. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the sun rises.

In the middle of the night, a round of red sun suddenly rose in the dark sky, wantonly emitting light, and in the middle of the eye of that day, a gap slowly cracked, and a beam of thunder light spit out from it, pointing directly at the green sun suspended in the sky.

Li Shenghuai's self-explosion did not hurt him in the slightest, the world is so helpless, even if you have great perseverance and determination, but you cannot escape the days and fate, sad and ridiculous.

Silence, dead silence.

The monstrous oppression makes the wind stop, the universe is like a lake of stagnant water, all living beings are fish swimming in the lake, once the thunder comes, they can only wait for death.

Qingyang stood quietly in the air, looking at the red sun indifferently, holding the wine gourd in his palm and flying towards it. "Zi, Zizi......" The big day spit out, the thunder beam frantically condensed, and the heavens and the earth trembled rapidly.

"Qingyang, you Grim Reaper, are you going to kill her, are you going to kill her!!" The little guy in Tsing Yi lay in the grass, spasmodic, with his head against the grass, trying his best but still couldn't stand up, so he had to roar loudly, tears coming out of his eyes.

"Hmmm......"

Qingyang's figure, which was climbing rapidly, slammed down, slowly put down the wine gourd, and tilted his head to look down. Shao leaned and smiled: "If I wake up, you will perish." It turns out that this is ......"

"Fixed!" stretched out his finger a little, and fixed the thunder blood cup that was about to devour Li Jinsu's heart.

"Scattered ......"

It's too late, the thunder sword is coming.

"Poof", the blue light burst, the thunder sword roared wildly, intending to sweep away the long blue light, but there was finally a fish that slipped through the net, and I saw a ray of residual light floating towards the Tsing Yi guy in the grass, submerged into his body, the blue light was shallow, and the wounds on the Tsing Yi guy's body healed instantly.

"Whoosh!"

The little guy in Tsing Yi suddenly got up, and before he could stand firmly, the person had already rushed towards Li Jinsu, hugged him in his arms, and looked at it urgently, his dead breath was gone, his chest squirmed slightly, and he breathed evenly, and he did faint.

"Divine Stick ......"

As soon as his heart was relieved, the little girl in Tsing Yi looked up and saw that there was no green sun in the sky, the thunder sword had dissipated, the red sun was gradually fading, and the bright moon slowly emerged, and the three stars accompanied it, shaking slowly, slowly.

"Divine stick, divine stick, why did you die?"

The little girl in Tsing Yi trembled his mouth, secretly felt empty in his heart, extremely uncomfortable, couldn't help whimpering, cried for a while, and suddenly heard a slight moan from the stone platform.

"Stick?"

The little guy in Tsing Yi was ecstatic, staggered to the stage, and saw a section of gray-white clothes floating in the wind at a glance, his heart was beating tom, and he slowly approached to see who was not Qingyang, and dragged him up at the moment.

Qingyue waved down, reflecting that ordinary and ordinary face, pale, slightly wrinkled eyebrows, and trembling lips. There is also a wine gourd hanging from his waist, but it is no longer as green as jade, and it is slightly dark yellow.

"Are you asleep too?"

The little guy in Tsing Yi looked up at the moon in the sky, thoughtful, and muttered to himself blankly.

Later, the little guy in Tsing Yi dragged Qingyang off the stone platform, side by side with Li Jinsu, clapped his hands and stood up, glanced around, only to see the shadows of the trees, the once lively and prosperous Li family manor, now only the yin howls and ghosts crying, and then Li Jinsu looks, his heart is even more confused.

No matter how capable she is, she is only a teenage girl, although she has innate magical powers and unknown secrets, but in terms of experience and mind, she is not much stronger than ordinary little girls. Now that the people of the Li Mansion have died and Qingyang Town has been destroyed, what should we do in the future? Where should we go from here? How can the cup worm in the eldest lady's heart be killed?

All kinds of thoughts came to an end, and the little girl in Tsing Yi was at a loss.

"Biyun, Biyun......" At this time, Li Jinsu called softly.

"Lady awake?"

The little girl in Tsing Yi was overjoyed, and when he looked back, who knew that Li Jinsu only called twice in a coma.

The moonlight is bleak and cold, and the people are single.

The little girl in Tsing Yi was stunned for a while, thinking: 'The eldest lady is now only the second lady has one relative, I have to look for it.' He carried Li Jinsu on his back, then dragged Qingyang's waist, and suddenly made a force, running into the night.

After a short time, he came to the courtyard where Li Biyun lived, the courtyard was burned to the ground, the locust trees were charred black, and there were scattered figures everywhere, and they dispersed as soon as the wind blew. Bypassing the vestibule and coming to the backyard, the cold moon shone on the black swing, and the little girl in Tsing Yi accidentally touched it and watched it turn into a puff of smoke.

The attic had collapsed, and he swung his moon blade and slashed at the pile of rocks, stirring up billowing smoke, and searched carefully for a while, not to mention that it was a person, but not even a bone slag.

"Second Miss ......"

Standing in this cold and grim ghost prison, the little guy in Tsing Yi was not afraid, but his heart became more and more sad, his nose was sour, and he sobbed twice, but he was afraid of waking up Li Jinsu, so he quickly stopped, and then thought: "When the eldest lady wakes up and sees such a look, she will definitely be sad and have to leave here." ’

Carrying Li Jinsu on his back, he walked out of the town with Qingyang on his back. Jumped over the suspension bridge, looked at the vast four fields and a few black smoke, for a while, my heart was extremely uncomfortable, wiped away my tears, glanced at Qingyang, turned my head to look at Qingshan, and thought: "Do you want to throw him in the mountains?"

After making up his mind, the little guy in Tsing Yi turned his head fiercely and strode away.

After walking for a while, he suddenly heard a cow cry in front of him, and the eyes of the little girl in Tsing Yi suddenly lit up, and he quickly ran to the sound to take a look.

I saw that under the green moonlight, an old tree suddenly grew on the edge of the Qianmo field, and a big green ox was tied to the tree, and there was a broken ox cart not far away.

"Haha......"

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When the night and sun are in the sky, the green mountains are eternal.

The night sky is quiet and terrifying because of the scorching sun.

Flying sand and rocks, trees destroying mountains and cracks, countless birds and beasts fleeing like ants.

Above the thousand-zhang sinkhole, the dark clouds rolled like boiling, and a cold and arrogant voice sounded: "I am the glow of the seven stars, the master of the world's killing, humanity is unjust, and the heavens will punish it!"

The words were about to settle, and a head emerged from the dark clouds, with hair like red iron, eyes like red copper, and five blazing fireballs coiled behind their heads, like a wheel of fire, incomparably majestic.

"Whew!"

Who knows, before the god man could lift the vajra fire lotus pestle in his hand, he heard a roar that shook the sky, and a shadow quickly and lightning rushed into the dark clouds.

This evil beast is like a hill, looks like a cow, has eyes like a gong, has four snow-white curved horns, has an extremely long coat, and is wrapped in a layer of black wool on its body. At this moment, it held its mouth on the head, stepped squarely, and roared towards the pit.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Ruthless Daoist, the Heavenly Forbidden Will Be Broken, why are you embarrassed by me!"

"Amitabha! Ruthless Taoist friend, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore!"

Two dull voices sounded at the same time, and immediately after, a huge hand reached out from the pit and flew out a flutter of sandalwood beads. When the two saw the wind, they rose, and in the middle of their breaths, they turned into the size of a mountain peak, and one left and one right went towards the evil beast.

"Wow, youkai, youkai, big youkai......" The little mountain ghost who was watching the play next to him screamed again and again, flapped his wings and flew away, and disappeared without a trace.

"Whew!!" the beast roared, raising its horns to pick up the sandalwood beads that had entangled.

Who knows, at this time, the sky suddenly darkened, the sun dissipated, the stars and the moon fell again, and the giant hand and the pearl met the moonlight, just like the winter snow under the scorching sun quietly disappeared.

"Alas......" sighed.

The cold moon hangs high, and the green mountains are still the same.

The evil beast looked suspiciously into the pit, only to see that the dark clouds sank sharply, but there were countless eyes flashing inside, and those eyes were extremely sad and desperate.

After a while, the evil beast saw that everything was back to its original state, stepped on all fours, turned into a bald old dog and flew down, squatting slowly on the edge of the pit, lazily sticking out its tongue, looking into the distance.

"Wow, the youkai are gone again......"

The green shadow flashed, and the little mountain ghost flew out of nowhere, circling around the old dog, and suddenly, he fanned his eyes and said: "The monster will come in a while, and will go in a while, it's so boring, I'll go down the mountain to see Mr." "With a flap of his wings, he slipped away.

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In the far west, there is a snow-capped mountain.

The peak wall is steep and cold, up to 10,000 thousands, there is a green valley hidden in the snow-capped mountains of the square garden for thousands of miles, the flowers bloom undefeated for 365 days a year, the four seasons are everyspring, all kinds of rare birds and beasts can be seen everywhere.

There is a palace in the depths of this Bigu, and the word "Kunlun" is written on the plaque.

Chang Yongzhen sat quietly on the futon, his eyes were like a star, his sword eyebrows were drawn from the clouds, a wide robe was windless, and the endless evil qi rolled behind him, condensing into a vermilion sword and an ink sword.

Heaven, earth, and man, he has already passed two of them, and he only needs to go through the heavenly tribulation to compare with the Gu Immortals who dominated the storm thousands of years ago, but this day he has waited for eighty years, and it is still out of reach!

Heaven and earth have a cage, stretching the road of eternal life, for thousands of years, no one can surpass the three tribulations and rank in the immortal class.

Suddenly, Chang Yong's heart moved, he got up silently, and slowly turned around with his hands behind his back.

Behind him is a portrait of three gods, each with different appearances and postures, but it is as vivid as a living thing, and there is a trace of light wrapped around the magic weapon in the hands of the three people.

Although the glow is faint, it has not dissipated after all, and it is almost discernible to the naked eye.

In the middle of the day, the magic weapon in the hand of the god in the middle of the portrait suddenly bloomed, and gradually, the entire hall was also enveloped in it. After a while, the god-man opened his eyes suddenly, and in an instant, the light was blazing and boundless.

"Ancestor, Patriarch ......"

Chang Yongzhen's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly fell to the ground, his shoulders trembled, and the portrait was also shaking violently, as if the god man was about to leave the statue. Suddenly, the light dimmed, and a long sigh sounded in the hall: "Alas, the difference is a millimeter, the loss is a thousand miles, you listen to the order, and go to Shuzhong quickly......"

For a long time, for a long time, Chang Yongzhen stood up, bent his fingers, and Zhu Jian flew out of the hall.

After a while, Zhu Jian went and returned, attracting a person to bow down in front of Chang Yongzhen's seat: "The apprentice has seen the master!"

"Set off immediately, go to Shuzhong to find a coffin, and bring back the people in the coffin, there must be no mistake!" Chang Yongzhen's expression was cold, and he took out a cold and cold treasure mirror from his arms and handed it to the visitor.

"Yes, Master!"

The person who came bowed three times to Chang Yongzhen, and then stood up, walked to the outside of the hall, and with a soft whistle, a sword light vibrated into the sky, and disappeared in a flash.

......

"Amitabha, good, good......"

Under the moon, in a small temple.

The ancient Buddha of the bleak lamp, the clay fetus grass sculpture.

The little monk with a face as white as jade, red lips and white teeth meditates under the Buddha statue.

Suddenly, the little monk opened his eyes, walked silently outside the courtyard, raised his head, hooked the moon and flew into the sky, and the wooden fish in his hand shattered silently.

......

"Sir, sir......"

The little mountain ghost flew down the mountain, and her teeth chattered when she saw it, as a monster, the mountain ghost was the most timid and kindest demon in the world.

Flew around Qingyang Town inside and out, did not see half a living person, she flew more and more scared, and wanted to slip back to the mountain, who knew that in a blink of an eye, but saw a piece of red silk in the broken stone rubble, take a closer look, it was actually a swaddling baby, the baby in it was white and tender, and there was a droplet-like pattern in the center of the eyebrows, which was extremely beautiful.

At this time, he was biting his fingers and smiling at the little mountain ghost, and his jewel-like eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Wow, that's beautiful. ”

As soon as he saw this little baby, the little mountain ghost only felt that his heart was melting, and he picked him up with all his strength, and flew slowly towards the mountain, singing while flying: "Shake, shake, shake to grandma's bridge......"

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At the end of the first volume, let's talk about some thoughts, old book friends know that Jiangshan can't write a book to upgrade and fight monsters, and this book is not a cultivator, there is no kind of step-by-step ascension. It's just telling stories, describing characters, describing family, friendship, and love. Of course, there is also the view of Xianxia, the world view, and the cosmology that the country thinks it is. Therefore, if you look at the ascension and fight monsters, you may be disappointed. There will be fairy and Buddha battles in the book, and there will be bizarre stories, but there really will be no such thing as a very purposeful thing in order to become an immortal.