"What do you say?" As soon as he heard this, the round-faced Taoist priest came to his head and leaned his ear over. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why are you so close?" kicked the person away, and Gan Thin Dao leaned on his arm, looking at the clouds across the sky, his voice was a little distant, "Because this blood sickle is not only amazingly powerful, but also corrodes people's hearts and stimulates the evil ...... of human nature"

Less than half a day after the birth of the ghost sickle, his first master, Zhong Mingtian, a disciple of the Broken Mountain Sect, appeared.

At that time, the situation was urgent, and this person was the first to capture the ghost sickle, and he immediately put it into use, and as a result, the originally unfavorable battle situation was reversed in an instant, and Zhong Mingtian used this sickle to kill dozens of cultists present without leaving a single piece of armor. But at this time, when the various factions in the rivers and lakes proposed to hand over the blood sickle and let the families take turns to take care of it, this person was so demonic that he killed all sides again, causing the decent people present to also suffer heavy casualties.

Even later, Zhong Mingtian held this sickle, hid among the people, and occasionally slaughtered villages and towns, so that everyone on the rivers and lakes was in danger, and it was determined that this blood sickle was not only extraordinary, but also a peerless murderer. After all, Zhong Mingtian before was a fledgling stunned young man, acting timidly and cowering, how could he be as old and spicy as he is today?

However, at the beginning, although the martial arts world was aware of the heresy of this sickle, they did not take it to heart, but indulged in its power, and everyone chased it together. For a while, the frenzy was surging, and there were many capable people, all of whom wanted to get this sickle, unify the martial arts world, and achieve great fame.

At the same time, on the other hand, there were also decent and respected people, who formed an alliance and decided to go out together to exterminate Zhong Mingtian, so as not to cause disaster again. Among them, there is the head of the Demon Nunnery Sect - Daoxian.

The master did his best, encircled and suppressed Zhong Mingtian, who wanted strength and no strength, and had no experience, so naturally he didn't need to work hard, and easily booby-trapped him, so the ghost sickle, after tossing and turning, changed hands again, and staged a new competition.

"I remember, the rumors in the rivers and lakes that at the beginning, Daoxian was blinded by his mind because of a magic weapon, so he impulsively gave the entire Demon Nunnery Sect to ......."

The round-faced Taoist priest approached the thin Taoist again, and said with great emotion:

"I don't know how many times this magic weapon has gone through before, and how many tragedies have been staged......"

"......" This time, the head of the thin Taoist priest didn't kick the round-faced Taoist priest away, but was blindly silent, and after a long time, he said with some emotion:

"Up to the end of Daoxian, the blood sickle has gone through a total of six masters! among them, the shallowest evil is probably its first generation master, Zhong Mingtian."

"What do you mean......" The round-faced Taoist priest covered his mouth.

Gan Slender Daoist nodded: "Do you still remember, before the Qianming calendar, in the forty-eighth year of the Apocalypse, twenty years ago, what major events happened on the land of Zhongzhou?"

"Well, I was still young at that time, but I heard from the older generation that at that time, when the martial arts gathered in Zhongzhou, when the war was in full swing, it happened to be flooded, and countless dikes were washed away, floods, tens of millions of Li people, displaced, I heard that there were still half of them, and they were drowned before they could move in time...... No!!!"

The round-faced Taoist priest's eyes widened, and he exclaimed incredulously:

"It's not because of the flood?!!!"

"You're right!" Dry Thin Dao Chang closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to recall, "Remember, that is the fifth lord of the Blood Scythe, the infatuated demon monarch Wang Shi'an, the first person of the evil sect! It can be said that the blood sickle has changed hands several times, and the feng shui has taken turns, and finally it has fallen into the hands of the first person of the evil sect!" Unlike other weapon owners, as soon as Wang Shi'an got this sickle, he immediately launched a killing, sweeping the entire land of Zhongzhou, and even, the old city of Zhongzhou, which was lied to the imperial court at that time that had been flooded, was actually covered with a thick layer of blood mist, and all of it was covered with no grass, and no one survived, just like a blood prison! I also heard that at that time, countless demon beasts affected by this appeared, and because they did not dare to touch their power, they ran away!"

"Demon beasts, that's extraordinary! Even they all fled in the wilderness, you can imagine how terrifying this blood sickle is......" The round-faced Taoist priest was shocked beyond measure, "I just don't know how the disaster ended, and how the blood sickle fell into the hands of Daoxian......"

The head of the thin road sighed: "The development of the situation to this point has long exceeded the expectations of the imperial court, at that time, the whole court impeached Yang Zhong one after another, calling it a disaster martial arts, so that the heavens have no mercy, causing the 'flood' to flood......"

At that time, there were many clear-eyed people in the court, but in order to protect Mingzhe's life, they all called it "flood", but Yang Zhong had just ascended to the throne, and his power had not yet been stabilized.

But the strange thing is that later, this matter was suppressed by Yang Zhong, and persuaded the first emperor to issue a holy decree, with four big characters on the book - "wait and see what happens", whoever gets into trouble will be born, and then to put it bluntly, it is the disaster that broke out in the martial arts world, and the martial arts world itself will bear it, and the imperial court will maintain neutrality and will not send troops to intervene for the time being.

So, the situation has developed to this point, and it has long been beyond the limit of factions, and the entire martial arts world has finally realized that this sickle is by no means controllable by manpower, so they dare not try to be greedy, so all the people in the martial arts, regardless of good or evil, gathered in the border town of Sinan in Zhongzhou to form a martial arts alliance to discuss the plan of "removing the king".

From the struggle between good and evil, to the appearance of the blood sickle, to the change of ownership of magic weapons, and then to the danger to the world, so that Zhongzhou is in trouble, in the past ten years, the wind and clouds have gathered, ups and downs, staged a scene of singing and crying legends, and countless heroes and heroes, heroes in troubled times, and ended up with hatred.

The reason is that the blood mist that fills the sky over Zhongzhou is that the living beings die when they touch it, and no one can be an exception.

Wang Shi'an held a blood sickle, summoned a thousand blood arrays, one person dominated Zhongzhou, and the living relied on it to die, in this case, even if he had the intention to destroy the demon, no one dared to send him to death. And just when everyone is arguing endlessly, it is always difficult to solve it......

Daoxian suddenly stepped out of the crowd and took the first step in the direction of the blood mist.

He was unarmed, holding a staff alone, and his navy blue robe was puffed up in the wind, his hair fluttered back, and his expression was calm, stepping into the range of blood mist.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, Dao Xian stepped on the realm of Zhongzhou without any awe, but what was amazing was that Dao Xian entered the blood mist, his body was still intact, and he didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, but even so, no one dared to follow closely and enter the realm of death together!

Through the rich blood, the world looks at it alone, and it goes farther and farther, like a hero who has ended, and there is a kind of endless loneliness and vicissitudes.

Everyone is drunk and I am sober, knowing that I can't do it.

With the power of one person, the one who is the only one in the world.

This is, Daoxian. That's it, Daoxian.

Ten days later, just when all the people in the rivers and lakes had lost any hope for Daoxian, the blood mist suddenly subsided, and the heaven and earth gradually returned to their normal color.

Everyone followed suit, followed the increasingly shrinking blood array, went deep into the hinterland of Zhongzhou, and saw extremely shocking scenes......

But I saw the ruins and broken walls, all in disarray, white bones, no distinction between people and animals, all piled up in piles, many of which were crushed under the broken buildings, buried by countless rubble.

"This ....."

The leader is Mo Qianxing, the leader of the Shi faction, he saw this scene, and immediately discussed with the heads of the various factions, decided to disperse the people, try to reduce the impact, and ordered not to spread the word, the violators were completely wasted, and completely expelled from the door wall, and the people in the rivers and lakes, and more martial arts, regarded it as more important than their lives, so no one dared to spread it for a while, because it was the first-hand information of Zhongzhou, it was suppressed in this way, and it did not spread too far.

After that, the court people came, secretly destroyed the embankment, flooded the old city, buried the bones, created a false image of "flood", and used this to coerce the martial arts community, and reached a promise, if there is a sect in the future, to violate the ban with martial arts, provoke martial arts incidents, the court will not tolerate it, in this way, it is also exempted from a fight, and the court does not need to spend a single soldier, and a military disaster that has lasted for nearly ten years will be completely suppressed.

......

"But this price is inevitably too great! Knowing this, why not send troops in advance to curb the armed trouble, but wait for the chaos in Zhongzhou and the heavy casualties of the common people before they come out and pretend to be good people?"

Hearing this, the round-faced Taoist priest pounded the tree angrily and said with an indignant face:

"If the imperial court could have stopped it earlier, the martial arts world would not have become lawless and cause such a tragedy!"

Gan Slender Dao glanced at him, shook his head and said: "Having said that, but you can't help but think too simply! This is the prime minister of the dynasty, Yang Zhong, since the beginning of the first emperor, has been the prime minister, the two masters of the Chinese calendar, the holy favor has not decreased, but over the years thickened, the means are extraordinary, you see that he has done a lot of evil, as if he has done all the evil things, but he can move flowers and trees, 'a leaf does not stick to the body', this kind of skill, put it today, who can stand out from the right? You remember, it is everyone who has selfish intentions, including those in power, who will always put their own interests first, serve the country and the people in a serious manner, and seek the interests of the family in a high-sounding manner! Don't look at your martial arts skills, people want to kill you, hook your fingers!!"

"You're talking nonsense! Didn't there be a great Confucian Miao Zhizheng a while ago, so that Yang Zhong ate the emperor's closed door?" the round-faced Taoist priest retorted with a red face.

"Great Confucian, Miao Zhizheng, oh, you say that nerd! Reading is stupid!"