On the ancient road in the wilderness, a green donkey, a swarthy boy, a long sword, a gourd wine, and a song.

"Light Qiu long sword, fierce horse singing, loyal liver and righteous courage to the mountains and rivers. is a good Jianghu guest who comes and goes, and dares to sit on an equal footing with the emperor. Tenderness and iron bones, a daughter, smoke and waves before and after his death......"

The swarthy young man sang loudly with a voice like a broken gong, and everywhere he passed, countless birds and beasts were scattered, lest they could not dodge. After scaring away a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes again, the young man's voice stopped and muttered: "It's not so ugly, although my voice is not as good as the yellow warbler out of the valley, but it won't scare the tiger away, right?"

After being silent for a while, as if not believing in evil, they sang again, and the birds and beasts scattered again, and even the little green donkey shook its ears again and again.

A gang of horses, seven or eight porters, and a dozen or so horses, came from behind him carrying heavy loads, and they couldn't help frowning when they heard his singing.

There was a little girl of seven or eight years old in the horse team, dressed in red, with big braids that soared to the sky, and her face was round, like a ripe apple. The little girl rode on horseback and stared at the swarthy young man with big eyes, and said, "Daddy, this little brother sings so badly, can you let him stop singing?"

One of the porters laughed and said: "Really, you don't understand the things in the rivers and lakes, let's hurry up, we will go out of Phoenix Mountain before dark, and we will see your mother soon!"

The swarthy young man's face turned red, and he suddenly closed his mouth, looking at the little girl who was gradually moving away and turning back to make a grimace at herself, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said to herself: "I used to think that Master and his old man lied to me, but it turned out that my singing voice was really hard to hear, and it seems that my dream of singing is about to be shattered." ”

In the afternoon, the sun was westward, and the young man dragged the stubborn little donkey along the ancient road of the wilderness to the north. The young man was sweating profusely, and couldn't help but curse that the donkey was not kind, and he didn't know how to be a donkey at all, but he also had to abide by the rules of being a donkey, and he didn't even carry the master, which was really a big rebellion.

At this moment, a brilliant glow slowly slid overhead like a comet, which was the glow emitted by the cultivation master Edgeworth when he flew. The swarthy young man glanced at him and exclaimed, "Is Edgeworth flying handsome? If I hadn't been born with a fear of heights, I would have been flying long ago!"

In this world, hundreds of schools of thought compete for beauty, and the Tao, demons, Buddhas, witches, ghosts, and demons coexist in the world. Among them, the Tao and the Buddha are regarded as positive. Demons, witches, ghosts, and demons are regarded as evil.

Eight hundred years ago, the Yellow Mountain was defeated in a battle at the top of the light, and the evil way was defeated, and the prosperous land in the world was mastered by the righteous way. For hundreds of years, although the good and evil sides have been fighting, most of them have lost more than they won by the evil way.

Among these six major forces, the other four major forces, except for ghosts and demons, are all human beings.

Mortals can break through their own limits and reach the so-called realm of flying in the sky by cultivating the Tao through secret methods and comprehending the creation of heaven and earth. It is said that he travels thousands of miles, chasing wind and electricity, like a fairy.

The swarthy boy knew that the light that had just crossed his head was the trace of a cultivator's flight. This kind of scene is very common, sometimes one person flies by, sometimes a large number of cultivators fly by in groups, and it has long been strange.

At dusk, the swarthy boy finally rode a donkey around a hill, and the front suddenly became narrow, and there were steep cliffs on both sides, and the mountains blocked the setting sun, and the surroundings seemed a little dim.

The wind blew from the mountain pass, and the swarthy young man who was riding on the green donkey and drinking with his head up sniffed like a dog, frowned, and said to himself: "What a heavy smell of blood!"

A moment later, he saw a woman standing in the middle of the mountain road, with her back to the direction he had come from, holding a three-foot-long fairy sword in her hand.

Looking at the back, especially the woman's black hair dancing in the wind, the swarthy young man raised his eyebrows, revealing a frivolous color.

Wilderness encounters are hard to come by, and he has been dreaming of this for ten years.

He was sixteen years old, and he was already a man. Any man can think of a woman.

Patting the donkey closer, his frivolity gradually turned stunned and solemn. Because in front of the woman in purple, there were sixteen corpses lying horizontally and vertically. Each corpse had its head cut off by a sword, and a radius of more than a dozen zhang was already covered in blood, and the thick bloody qi could be smelled in the mountain pass.

The swarthy young man's eyes widened, he turned over and got off the donkey, standing about three feet behind the woman, his right palm already holding the black long sword hanging from his left waist. However, his posture of holding the sword is very strange, the tiger's mouth is facing the hilt, the palm is gently touched, and the thumb is open, forming a vertical state with the hilt. If you look closely, you can see that his palms are slowly rotating and moving.

He opened his mouth and said: "This girl, God has the virtue of a good life, why should she be so ruthless when she acts." ”

The woman didn't turn her head, she still looked at the corpses all over the ground in front of her, and said slowly: "I didn't kill these people." ”

The swarthy young man was stunned for a moment, this wilderness road was very remote, he rode a donkey for a day, except for the few horse gangs he met in the morning, he never met a single person, and now the blood here has not coagulated, and these people have not been killed for more than half an hour. If it wasn't for this sword-wielding woman, who else would it be?

The swarthy young man looked at the woman's back and said, "I want to see your sword." ”

The woman turned her head, very young, about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a purple robe, very fit. Her face is a little pale, her eyes are deep and indifferent, and her cheeks are very delicate, which is a standard beauty melon seed face. But the expression was cold.

"What an iceberg beauty!" the swarthy young man's heart sudden.

The woman looked at the swarthy young man holding his right hand on the hilt of the sword, looked at herself vigilantly, and said, "Do you want to see if there is blood on my sword?"

The boy said, "Yes." ”

The woman frowned and said, "You don't believe what I just said?"

The corners of the boy's mouth moved, and he said, "I only believe what I see in front of me." ”

The woman looked down slightly at the long sword in her hand, and said softly, "What if you see blood on my blade?"

The boy shrugged his shoulders and said, "Kill you." ”

"Kill me?"

"Do the right thing for heaven and uphold justice. ”

As soon as the young man's words fell, he only heard a dragon-like sword roar, and the sky-blue light shot out from the scabbard in the woman's hand, and the surrounding wind suddenly rose, and the originally dim mountain cliff path was now illuminated by the sky-blue light. After a few breaths, the blue light gradually dissipated, revealing a cyan sword blade, and the three-foot-three sword blade was tattooed with simple lines, which seemed to be an ancient bird and beast pattern.

What an immortal ancient divine weapon!

The woman looked at the swarthy young man and said coldly, "Do you see clearly, is there any blood on my sword?"

The young man's face suddenly became a little strange, and he said, "The Qing Ying Sword, one of the top ten divine soldiers of the Shushan Sect, should not be stained with blood to kill. ”

The woman also seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then withdrew the Qingying Sword in her hand from its scabbard.

The boy exhaled a long breath at this moment, and his right hand also left the hilt of the sword. He had already recognized the sword, so he naturally knew where the woman in front of him came from. Hugging his fists, he said: "Dare to ask the girl's master if he is the predecessor of the head of the Shushan faction, Yuxuzi?"

The woman looked into the eyes of the young man opposite, she seemed to sneer, and said, "Yes, you believe me now?"

The young man pointed to the sword in the woman's hand and said, "I believe in the sword in your hand." ”

The woman asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

The swarthy young man grinned: "My name is Yuanbao, and I am the big ingots that everyone likes." ”

The woman's gaze finally withdrew from Yuanbao's body, looked at the corpse beside her again, and said, "Who do you think killed these people?"

Yuan Bao stepped forward, stood beside the woman, carefully looked at the corpses that had been cut off, sniffed with his nose, narrowed his eyes, and said after a while: "It's a cultivator of the Demon Sect." ”

The woman asked, "How so?"

Yuan Bao said with a smile: "Here are poor mountains and bad waters, inaccessible, and all the disciples of the righteous path are pampered little masters, where will they appear in this place." ”

The woman said, "You can see more than just these superficial things. ”

Yuan Bao smiled again and said: "There are sixteen human heads here, there should be sixteen unjust souls, but there is no trace of soul around, the murder weapon that killed them has the ability to deter souls, and the disciples of the righteous path will never use the magic weapon with the ability to devour souls." ”

The woman looked at him again and said slowly, "What is your real name?

Yuan Bao shrugged his shoulders and said: "My name is Yuan Bao, my master is a copper coin, it's hard to say where I come from, a small sect of Hanger Langdang, you don't know if you say it." Since the master traveled to the west, I have been left alone in the entire sect, by the way, the girl is not only the successor of Yuxuzi's predecessors, but I am afraid that she is also a well-known heroine, dare to ask the girl's name?"

The woman said: "My surname is Li, a famous teacher"

"Master Li, such an elegant name, ten thousand times stronger than my ingot. ”

Yuan Bao turned around and led the donkey forward, Master Li looked at his back and said, "You just left?"

"What can you do if you don't leave, these robbers are the masters who robbed and died. ”

"Robbers?"

"Of course it's a robber, where are there people in the poor mountains and bad waters here? Coupled with the weapons scattered on the ground, they must have come out to rob the money, but it was the master of the Demon Dao who was robbed, and he couldn't steal the chickens and rice, and he also lost his own life. ”

Master Li frowned, watched Yuan Bao ride a donkey and walk forward leisurely, and suddenly said, "I'm afraid that you went to kill that demon master alone." ”

Yuan Bao took off the wine gourd hanging from the donkey's neck, raised his head and took a sip, and all the rest fell to the ground. The blood on the ground began to flow down the dripping wine, as if it had life. He didn't look back, but said slowly: "Robbers are also human beings, and the people who are executed by the court after the autumn will hold candles and light lamps, and ask the monks to live a lifetime." Even if a person cultivates the truth, no matter how high his cultivation is, he has no right to end the life of others, this is the first of the thirteen heavenly rules. Besides, it is sixteen lives, and even the chance of dying has been stripped away...... A hundred miles to the north is Tianshui City, where this demon is located, and I don't know how many mortal souls are still sacrificed by him. ”

Master Li said, "Do you know where he is?"

"Sixteen living souls, this is a lot of energy, that person has never gone far, he must find a quiet place to refine these sixteen souls. ”

The ingots slapped the little green donkey and slowly passed through this bloody canyon.

Walking out of the canyon, the sun has completely set, and in front of it are the rolling mountains, which look like sleeping beasts in the dark, which makes people shudder.

A donkey is no better than a horse, and can only walk swayingly, not fast. Master Li followed behind Yuanbao, not slow or hurried, keeping a distance of four zhang.

When he was in the child, Yuan Bao had already arrived at the foot of a hill and looked up at the sky. The night sky is full of stars, dense, and the faint moonlight is sprinkled on this ancient and vast land, which is bleak and desolate. Using the Big Dipper as a pedestal, he began to survey the terrain around him.

Master Li stopped, and she didn't know why she followed Yuanbao, a swarthy boy. Maybe she really wanted to see what ingots were capable of.

Yuan Bao got off the green donkey, patted the donkey's buttocks, and said with a smile: "Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, you have been camelping me for more than ten days, which can be regarded as a favor to me." I'm not sure about tonight's fight, so let's go. ”

The little green donkey naturally couldn't understand human speech, so he just stood there stupidly and lowered his head to eat grass.

Yuan Bao turned his head and saw Master Li standing in the darkness not far away under the starlight, a cold goddess who seemed to have come out of the eternal darkness, which made people's hearts move, and he said, "Senior girl, why do you want to follow?"

Master Li walked in front of Yuan Bao and said, "I am a disciple of Shushan, and it is my responsibility to subdue demons and defend the Dao. ”

Yuan Bao said helplessly: "I promise me to live my dead master, walk 100,000 miles in the world, and kill 800 demons."

More than two months ago, his master finally did not fight the sky, Bai said, sat down, and asked him to go down the mountain before his death, walk 100,000 miles in the world, kill 800 demons and monsters, and help the way of heaven.

In the past two months, he has killed a hanged ghost in a small town in Hanzhong, a drowned ghost who pulls people's backs, and an old tree spirit who devours passers-by. It's still far from eight hundred demons and monsters.

He didn't want to do more killing, but his master's order could not be violated.

Along the way, he also let go of a lot of demons and monsters. Those who were let go by him were harmless. Now I met a demon who asked for more than a dozen lives. Even if he dies, he will not hesitate.

He is an ingot, he loves silver, he loves women, he loves treasure. In the face of major rights and wrongs, he knows the trade-offs.

The reason why the righteous path has been able to stand in the heavens and the earth for thousands of years and repeatedly defeat the demon path is because of a breath of righteousness.