The east is close to the Moon Pavilion, which is a beautiful place for two weeks. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, the peak is ten thousand feet high, and the east is adjacent to Weishui, which does not freeze all year round, and flows endlessly.

Lanyue Pavilion is located on the top of the east peak, on the side of the hanging wall.

It was winter, the vast forest and sea were wrapped in silver, and the moon pavilion was 100 meters down, and the clouds and smoke were swirling, and this scene was in response to the sentence written by the literati, "Listen to the waves on the top of the clouds, and look down on all living beings to sleep in the moon."

At this time, a young man was lying on the inside of the Lanyue Pavilion, seventeen or eighteen. The hair on the top of his head is inlaid with a purple and gold crown, a purple satin flying crane brocade robe, his face is like a crown of jade, and his starry eyes and sword eyebrows look heroic.

The young man's surname is Yun, and his name is not sad, but he is the seventeenth generation of the Yun family of Jingbian Houfu in Youzhou, Daqing. Only because his mother died when he was born, his father took the word mourning to mourn his deceased wife under grief, and because the seventeenth generation is a wordless generation, so the name is not sad.

A gust of cold wind whistled by, Yun Wubei habitually tightened his robe, raised his head and drank all the liquor in the bag, and stared down at the seven moles arranged in a Beidou arrangement on his left arm for a while.

It's been fourteen years, hey. The man said that this slaughter of the Holy Sacrament must be killed every day, and it will take fourteen years to complete, and the calculation time is only a few days, and this Holy Communion must not disappoint me.

Thinking of this, Yun Wuxian restrained his mind, raised his eyes and looked at the twelve people who were wearing ink-colored iron armor under his feet, kneeling on one knee like a sculpture in the middle of winter, and whispered:

"Celestial Empire, you have waited for twelve people to follow me for the longest time, have you ever had doubts in your heart in the past ten years?"

The first of the twelve people took off his helmet and hugged it to his chest, looked up at Yun Wubei, his eyes were puzzled and doubtful, but he was swept away by the firmness in a moment, and replied in a deep voice

"The Celestial Empire has followed the young master since childhood, and the seven volumes of the secret book of life and killing given by the young master, and now the first volume of the twelve people has been completed, although they kill every day, in exchange for the cultivation of the twelve major perfections of the Qi Cultivation" The voice paused, and the man named the Celestial Empire solemnly saluted and shouted.

"I may have doubts, but we are willing to smear the ground for the Yun family's liver and brain, and we will not hesitate!"

Yun Wubei sat up indifferently, feeling the burning gaze of the twelve more and more determined and fanatical, he was very relieved in his heart, and he chuckled for a long time, and the words changed.

"Jingbian Hou Yun's Clan, what if I ask you to go and get Yun Liekong's head?"

The Celestial Empire was shocked, and his eyes showed an incredible color, but he made a decision in a flash.

"We will follow the instructions of the young master, and we will definitely live up to the trust!"

Yun Wubei chuckled again, and the wind swept up lightly, standing in front of the twelve.

"What if Rang Er and the others kill all the veins of my Yun Clan's side branch Yun Liekong and leave no one alive?"

This time, the Celestial Empire did not hesitate any longer.

Being able to cultivate oneself to the twelve major perfections of Qi cultivation is naturally not a stupid person, and the same is true for the remaining eleven people. When they were given seven volumes of the Secret Book of Life and Killing Ten Years ago, they had already understood that in this life, they could only serve the young master with a whip and stirrup, and be the flies of this trust!

"Swear to follow the young master!"

"Swear to follow the young master to the death!".

Twelve fiery roars sounded, and the corners of Yun Wubei's mouth flashed a slight arc, and then he looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Go ahead. “

As the words fell, the Shocking Cloud Guards gave a deep salute, and then turned into twelve strange phantoms, and then disappeared into the vast night after running and moving several times.

8

Yun Wubei was born in the thirty-fourth year of Daqing Wude, seventeen years have passed in a flash, and now it is the fifty-second year of Wude.

Seventeen years is a long time for ordinary people, but this long time is enough for Yun Wubei to completely integrate into this strange and bizarre world, and the power of time has completely eliminated his resentment and resentment towards his previous life.

Perhaps because of the reincarnation of a human being, at the beginning of his birth, Yun Wubei's surging and huge soul power that was different from ordinary people made the Yun clan happy and inexplicable.

This is judged to be the soul power above the heavenly grade, which is enough for Yun Wubei to complete the mana accumulated by others who have to practice for decades in a short period of time, and reach the twelve major perfections of qi training, and it is as difficult for others as climbing to the sky to break through the bottleneck of qi cultivation For Yun Wubei, who has the soul power above the heavenly grade, it is as simple as eating and sleeping.

And all this means that the Yun clan will add another foundation to the combat power.

Yun Wubei did not disappoint the clansmen, and when he was eight years old, he was promoted to the twelfth layer of Qi training as scheduled, and within three moves, the second uncle who was in charge of the Jingbian Tiger and Leopard Army surrendered to the sword.

However, what is not known is that since his birth, Yun Wubei will fall asleep every midnight, and his dreams are filled with all kinds of vague figures. Some chase the clouds and chase the sun, roaring and green. Some pick the stars and take the moon, covering the sea and rivers. Then someone seemed to whisper in his ear.

"Fourteen years of slaughter, condensation, can cast slaughter to the true Xuan Shen Holy Body, inherit my Taoism, and reign in the Eight Desolations."

At first, Yun Wubei didn't care, and he didn't tell others. The unexpected happened when Yun Wubei was four years old.

At that time, Yun Wubei broke through the ninth layer of Qi cultivation under the guidance of his father Yun Lie Wude, and then suddenly increased his courage and shook the three souls and seven spirits of the guards outside the door.

The first unintentional killing made Yun Wubei's soul power increase by three percent, and his muscles, bones, qi and blood also increased a lot. This made it worthy of the realm of the tenth layer of qi training, and in an instant, it reached the late stage of the tenth layer of qi training, and then the first volume of the "Dao Book of Life and Death" appeared in the dream.

In the years that followed, Yun Wubei began to do everything possible to secretly arrest the most heinous people, or transfer the death row prisoners in Puyang City, Youzhou to be slaughtered. Until he was eight years old, when he was preparing to attack the foundation building realm, he learned from the inheritance of "The Way of Life and Death" that breaking the foundation must cast the slaughtering holy body, and set up a seven-killing sacrifice array every day to condense the soul and refine the soul to sacrifice himself.

This seven-killing sacrificial array must find fourteen people to arrange the true form of the Big Dipper, of which seven men and seven women each use all yin and yang, and then use secret methods to kill fourteen people instantly. In this way, it is not appropriate to continue to stay in Puyang Yunfu.

As a last resort, Yun Wubei took Yun Lieyong, the second uncle of the Xiaocai guerrilla general who was in charge of the Tiger and Leopard Army, as bait, and defeated him, and invited himself to move to Lanyue Pavilion to serve in the East Lin Wei Si Lu Zhonglang to polish himself under Yun Liekong.

Now that the ten years of the Seven Killing Sacrifice Body have ended, and only the last volume of the forty-nine volumes of "The Way of Life and Death" has not been inherited, Yun Wubei knows that when he slaughters the Holy Body and casts it, this forty-ninth volume of the Secret Book of the Killing Dao will be passed down, and the realm of foundation building will naturally come into being.

Yun Wubei forced down the mana that was so strong in the meridians around his body that it was difficult to suppress, walked to the secret room of Lanyue Beppu and sat cross-legged, and said:

Ten years of strong pressure to cultivate to the realm, ten years of accumulating mana to boil the body, once a breakthrough but I don't know how much surprise it will bring me?