Time walks in a hurry, the scorching heat of midsummer, the coolness of early autumn, and the desolation of late autumn cannot keep its footsteps. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the first snow always catches people off guard, and it always makes people feel refreshed. The fluttering snowflakes are flying in the air, falling on the ancient trees, falling on the stone road, falling on the palace, wrapped in silver, rendering Qingyun Mountain like a fairyland forgotten by the world, completely lacking the momentum of the deep and solemn in the past, and it seems extraordinarily quiet and serene.

In the villages below the mountain, people are in a hurry, and no one is not busy, because they are leaving here. The horror of the ghost mountain is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so that they have to leave their homeland......

It's just that no one noticed that a middle-aged monk with a bloated figure but thick eyebrows and big eyes came to the entrance of the village.

A gray robe was washed white, the big belly was raised high, and the expression that should have been charitable was destroyed by a scar on the face that crossed the bridge of the nose, which looked eerie and terrifying.

The fat monk stood at the entrance of the village for an unknown amount of time, and the snow had accumulated a thick layer on his body, but he ignored it, and looked up at the Qingyun Mountain not far away like a sculpture.

"Great monk, what are you doing?" A little girl who looked to be six or seven years old came to his side at some point, looking up at him, with a pair of big smart eyes blinking from time to time, very cute.

The fat monk seemed to come back to his senses, shook off the snow on his body, looked down at the little girl who was wearing the cotton jacket like a snowball, and tried to show a self-righteous smile, but it was even more hideous. "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Don't be afraid!" the little girl replied very simply, "My mother said, you can't just look at the outside, but also look at the heart, anyway, I don't think you are a villain, what is there to be afraid of." ”

The fat monk was stunned, and lamented in his heart, how many people in the world don't understand what a little girl can understand.

He pretended to be indifferent again, showing a cruel expression, "But I'm just a bad person!"

"Cut! It's not scary for you to laugh!"

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Puppet Sect, Blood Prison.

For half a year, Sect Master Li never returned here, and the strictly sealed Blood Body Prison seemed very peaceful, but no one knew that on the wall of the cell deep in the Blood Body Prison, a dried corpse was hung with a sword.

The corpse looked to have been dead for a long time, and his face was so dry that it was difficult to recognize what he looked like when he was alive. And the blood-devouring sword inserted in the body no longer has a cold glow, and it looks very ordinary.

It's just that no one knows that today is the birthday of the dried corpse, the sixth birthday.

And this peace in prison will only end today.

Because just now, the vertical eyes of the dried corpse under the cover of the clothes twitched slightly......

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Bai Xuan had been immersed in this darkness for an unknown amount of time, there was no physical feeling, just a mind floating.

Bai Xuan tried to fly in one direction, but in the end he had to give up.

It is said that death will enter the six realms, so I am not dead now, so what is the situation, if I am unconscious, it will be too long. I haven't heard of anyone who was stabbed into a vegetative state by a sword!

Suddenly, Bai Xuan stopped thinking nonsense, because this dark world, which he thought was eternal and unchanging, had undergone some changes.

A beam of light fell in front of Bai Xuan from above, just when Bai Xuan wanted to step forward to take a look, the beams of light continued to fall, Bai Xuan had not yet adapted to this sudden light, and the whole world became plain white.

"Don't tell me it's snowing. Bai Xuan spat out casually, because his mood became very happy.

This is finally a place where you don't have to face the darkness of despair day after day.

What Bai Xuan didn't know was that as the light dispelled the darkness, in reality, on Bai Xuan's corpse, the vertical eyes were also constantly beating. The long sword inserted in the vertical eye vibrated slightly, and wisps of blue light began to flicker, flowing from the sword body into the vertical eye, as if it was absorbed and swallowed by the vertical eye.

"Hum !!" Suddenly, the blood-devouring sword roared, and he wanted to withdraw, and forcibly pulled Bai Xuan out of the wall, but he couldn't get rid of Bai Xuan, he was bitten by the vertical eye, and could only hover in the air, and Bai Xuan's body also hung on its sword blade and flew around.

Finally, a crisp sound of metal breaking came out, and Bai Xuan fell heavily to the ground, the blood-devouring sword, broken!

In the name of devouring blood, but in the end it was broken by devouring power, is this the fate of the sword? or is it the retribution of its own killing.

At the same time, Bai Xuan's body that fell to the ground ignited a black flame, as if it was born out of thin air, and it was automatic without wind, burning Bai Xuan's already dried corpse, but there was no damage in the slightest, which was very weird.

On the other hand, Bai Xuan's soul saw a person in the suddenly bright world, maybe he shouldn't be called a human, Bai Xuan floated in front of him and found that he didn't react in the slightest, so he took a closer look.

This inhuman creature was as tall as an adult, with waist-length red hair, no lips, fangs exposed, hollow palms of both hands, but sharp claws, sinuous bone spurs extending more than half a foot long from the instep of both feet, most of the joints of the limbs and back were covered by external bones, and most conspicuously, on the chest, there was a huge vertical eye guarded by fangs, heavy pupils and a trace of blackness. The murderous aura that revealed the soul combined with the hideous appearance made Bai Xuan faintly uneasy.

Looking at the vertical eyes on his chest that were slightly similar to his own, Bai Xuan felt puzzled for a while, but before he could think about it, Bai Xuan was stunned to see that the creature in front of him opened his eyes, and the blood-red light shone on Bai Xuan's face, Bai Xuan suddenly felt a huge force attack, sucking himself into those eyes.

The reality of Bai Xuan was wrapped in black flames, and his body underwent great changes, one by one the pitch-black bone spurs drilled out of his body, his hair grew rapidly, and gradually faded from black to red, and the dry flesh and blood of his whole body slowly recovered, and the vertical eyes on his chest suddenly opened, and he couldn't see the scars, and at the same time, all the spiritual energy within hundreds of meters around Bai Xuan converged towards him and merged into Bai Xuan's body.

At the time of the three pillars of incense, Bai Xuan finally stopped changing, the flames dissipated, and what was lying on the ground at this time was the inhuman creature that Bai Xuan's soul had seen before.

Bai Xuan opened his eyes, his hideous face was very calm, he sat up and meditated cross-legged.

Bai Xuan knew a lot of things. After being sucked into his own eyes, he learned a lot of things he had to know to be a hungry ghost.

Today is Bai Xuan's sixth birthday, and the infant period of the hungry ghost is until today, or in other words, today, Bai Xuan has completely transformed into a hungry ghost.

Bai Xuan touched his stomach, a sudden and almost unbearable hunger stimulated his every nerve, making him almost crazy. This was something he had not experienced in the previous six years, and it was only today that he understood for the first time what God's punishment was for him.

Hunger is the most painful punishment in the world!

Bai Xuan endured eternal hunger and began to look inwardly at his body, and the method of cultivating hungry ghosts called the Great Ghost Sutra that he obtained, although it was the most basic, also made Bai Xuan extremely excited.

Because through Bai Xuan's observation, no one had entered this bloody prison for a long time, so he decided not to run away first, but to try to make himself stronger. Bai Xuan recalled the fact that he was hiding in a tree, but was caught in the palace on the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, and he understood that if he didn't have enough strength, he would definitely not be able to escape from here.

The body of the hungry ghost has nothing in common with that of a human being, and there is not a single vein like a human being, so on the way to cultivation, Bai Xuan is completely unable to learn from the secret books of human exercises.

Bai Xuan recalled the record on the "Great Ghost Sutra", there are five realms of Heaven Eating Recipe, the first realm is the Heavenly Artistic Conception, which requires nine food palaces to be opened in the abdomen of the body to echo each other, so as to achieve the realm of endless aura and continuous ghost power.

These nine food palaces correspond to the nine heavens of this realm. And in this process, the body of the hungry ghost must be kept pure, that is, it cannot eat, and it must endure hunger all the time in order to understand the principles of heaven.

Bai Xuan's body still has some of the aura he inhaled before, which saves him a lot of effort, you must know that for Bai Xuan now, time is life!

Just using his mind to drive the aura, Bai Xuan was tired and sweating profusely. Of course, it wasn't that Bai Xuan didn't have the talent to cultivate, but that his constant hunger made it difficult for him to concentrate.

After trying a few times, Bai Xuan was still successful, a stream of aura slowly flowed in his body under the guidance of Bai Xuan, and Bai Xuan was pleasantly surprised to find that wherever this aura flowed, his hunger would be reduced a lot.

"In this way, if the level of cultivation becomes higher and higher in the future, will this hunger disappear completely?" Bai Xuan smiled slightly, and the speed of the spiritual energy operating in his body began to speed up, and began to draw a clockwise circle around the center of his lower abdomen.

The speed became faster and faster, and the circle became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it almost turned into a small dot made of aura. Bai Xuan saw that the time had come, and suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth wide, because Bai Xuan had no lips after the incarnation, so the angle of this mouth was ridiculously large, if it was seen by humans, he was afraid that he would faint in fright.

Bai Xuan inhaled lightly, and the aura that had been calm for a long time nearby was attracted again, this time it actually involved thousands of meters, and fortunately this was in the Blood Body Prison, otherwise such a large-scale aura riot would definitely be very attention-grabbing.

Bai Xuan's inhalation was seven days, during which Bai Xuan did not move at all, like a puppet, constantly inhaling the aura mixed with the smell of blood into his body. There were already many prisoners in the Blood Body Prison looking in Bai Xuan's direction, and although they couldn't move, their senses told them that something unusual should have happened.

Finally, Bai Xuan took in his last breath, closed his mouth, and quietly looked at the whirlpool of spiritual energy in his body that was surging in his lower abdomen.

Just the last step, Bai Xuan secretly gritted his teeth, and with a ruthless attack, he saw that the qi vortex in his abdomen suddenly exploded, quickly spreading to all corners of his body, Bai Xuan only felt a sharp pain coming, almost covering up the eternal hunger, and as soon as it was dark in front of him, he fainted to the ground.

Although Bai Xuan was unconscious, in the center of his lower abdomen, a two-finger-wide crystal like a hollow spherical crystal was slowly rotating.

The first food palace, completed!