"Hi ......"

A little boy led a big buffalo to graze in a place where water and grass were abundant, because the weather was quite warm, he was barefoot, his clothes were tied around his waist, and he was holding a long bamboo branch in his hand, but unfortunately he himself was pulling in front of him, so he shouted that he was learning from adults to drive cattle, but it made his oxen go more and more slowly.

Not far away, an adult shouted for him to drive the cow behind, and when the little boy heard this, he went around to the back of the big buffalo, took the long bamboo branch and hit the ox on the body, and shouted, "Hey......"

The big buffalo ran forward, and the little boy ran happily behind him, and the little buttocks twisted and twisted, full of vigor and vitality.

"Don't run far, don't go to the river, there are demons and monsters......"

"Know ......"

This little boy's family is not a person from the Huling Kingdom, within a radius of more than 100 miles, the human population of Huling City is the most dense, and then it spreads to the periphery, becoming more and more rare, generally few people are willing to live so far away from Huling City, Qingyang raised his eyes, only to see that there are more than ten houses built in the Tibetan wind, and then look at this place, there are quite a lot of farmland that has been reclaimed on the ground, just look at the soil color is only about a year old.

Qingyang knows that over the years, this place has been quite stable, and the evil ghosts and demons are not as rampant as before, in that war, under the thunder, whether it is the evil ghosts or those demons, at least half of them have died, and the three thousand demons in the Lion Camel Country that Xuan Zhen said are only before, and now there are not so many at all. And so it is with the demons of the devilish kingdom.

They should have all migrated from other places, and they didn't have land in the country of Huling, so they chose this place near Huling to settle down.

There were some living people in the farmland, all of them quite strong, and they had weapons planted in the road, and they were obviously guarding against something.

Qingyang and their group walked past them, and among them were young people looking at them vigilantly, but there was also an old man who asked, "Young people are going west?"

"Yes, old man. Qingyang said with a smile.

"Then be careful, there is a demon country in the west, and you should take a few detours to be safe when you see it. The old man said.

"Oh, Haode, we'll take notice, xiexie you, old man. Qingyang said.

In the morning sun, Qingyang and his party walked by, and looking back, there were people hoeing or purging the fields in the newly turned farmland. There were also small children grazing cattle or sheep not far away.

Children from six or seven years old to their teens played there, and the laughter of laughter was heard in the wind

Their tranquility is the watchfulness of the grown-ups with their swords on their backs, like the goshawks on the cliffs, who keep their cubs under their wings, no matter how stormy it may be outside, until they grow up or die themselves.

"You see, these people, how happy they are, if there were no evil spirits and monsters in this world at any time, they would not need to carry weapons to live in the fields, and they would not have to be vigilant at all times. Qingyang stood on a high slope and looked back at all this, and said slowly.

The crying father looked at the same way, his eyes showed an inexplicable color, and he said: "We exist so that they can live a stable life. ”

"yes, that's right. Qingyang whispered, and he remembered what he had said five years ago when he woke up from a serious injury, looking at the people in the Huling Kingdom who were struggling to survive in the heavy snow, and what King Geng of Huling said beside him.

"If we cannot bring them stability and prosperity, what right are we to be their kings? ”

This is what the King of Huling said to Qingyang now, and it is also the words that have been passed down from generation to generation by King Huling.

"Let's go. Qingyang's voice was not very loud, but Xuan Zhen suddenly felt that this voice was very powerful, as if no matter what stood in front of him, it would be flattened. There is a sentence in his heart that has been swirling in his heart, and this sentence is also the spiritual concept that he has always agreed with: "All living beings in the world compete for natural selection." ”

But in the end, he didn't say it.

The speed of the group suddenly increased, and on the way, Xuan Zhen did not dispel Qingyang's idea of wanting to destroy the evil ghost country, because he suddenly understood that not everyone thought like himself, and everyone had their own goals and beliefs in life, even those mortals.

Everyone's life, if someone writes it down, it is a legend.

Qingyang is not a monk now, but a person, a prince who is about to become the king of the world.

Xuan Zhen dispelled the idea of persuading Qingyang to take revenge, because he understood that in fact, they were really for revenge. So he talked about the other Infernal Ghost Mother and the Hungry Ghost Prince of the Demon Country.

The Infernal Mother can travel through another dimension for a short time, and if you see her in the distance and are not prepared, it is the time of death, because when she disappears, she will appear on you, which is her natal power

The Hungry Ghost Prince eats everything, as long as it contains aura, he eats everything, including magic weapons.

These are just their unique natal powers, as for what other abilities, Xuan Zhen doesn't know, he just listened to what his master said, and his master has not entered this ghost country, but he has only met once and exchanged hands.

In the distance, the demon kingdom is already in sight.

I saw that the sky above the evil ghost country was black and steaming, it was the evil qi, and the city wall was also black, but from the ground there seemed to be a black fog of yin and evil, making the city look unreal. With this city as the center, everything you see is black, whether it is trees or grass, they are all entangled with evil spirits, and occasionally birds fall in the sky, but they are also birds transformed by evil spirits.

Still in the distance, looking at the city, an evil intention rushed straight to my heart. There was no gate, it was dark, and the sky was gloomy.

Xuan Zhen still remembers that his master once said: "If you have to do it, don't enter those ghost towns."

"Let's go. Qingyang said.

Without waiting for Xuan Zhen to speak again, Qingyang had already walked towards the evil ghost city, and none of the Gong Thirteen, Crying Father, and Xinu who followed him had the intention of retreating from the city. He couldn't help but think in his heart: "If I stop, I will definitely be laughed at by them, it's nothing if I'm laughed at, if Yuhua Mountain is laughed at because of me, it's a big mistake." ”

Thinking of this, he hurriedly followed, and then the Xi Nu turned around and said, "Dao Chief, you are a guest of our Tiger Tomb, and there is danger in this evil ghost city, so you should stay here." ”

As soon as he heard Xi Nu's words, Xuan Zhen felt uncomfortable, but Xi Nu said it so straightforwardly, it was not a joke for him at all, which made him feel a sense of embarrassment, and he couldn't help but say: "This ghost country has long wanted to go in and have a look, but today I have a chance." ”

Xinu smiled and didn't say anything more, but quickly followed.

Walking forward, Xuan Zhen clearly felt a burst of yin and evil qi attacking him, and saw that there were ghosts crawling around outside the city, and they saw Qingyang, because of the spiritual wisdom, one by one only rushed towards the living, but as soon as they arrived at Qingyang's side, they couldn't move one by one, and then they were trampled by Qingyang's feet into a cloud of smoke, making a cry-like cry, all the way through, all the way were the kind of ghosts that could be manifested, but they were trampled on one by one.

This is the first time that Xuanzhen Daoist has seen Qingyang casting spells, and he can't help but sigh in his heart, although he doesn't see how high the mana is, but this spell is really exquisite, and there is no trace of spiritual power leaking, but every step is just right, and there is a mysterious feeling.

It's just that Xuan Zhen is still worried about this trip in his heart, and when he came to the city, he felt the heavy pressure, looked up at the city, and saw that the evil ghosts above and below the city were roaring at them, yelling, daxiao, and crying, as if they were really celebrating their arrival, waiting for them to enter the city, and preparing to eat him

He even felt that this city was all made up of a giant ghost. If you don't really come to this ghost city, you won't be able to experience this kind of evil meaning that goes straight to your heart, if you enter this ghost city again, people who are not strong in the heart are afraid that they will be broken through by the evil meaning and turn into evil ghosts.

He couldn't help but think in his heart: "Cultivators should meditate to calm their minds, how can they be energetic and do things." But at this time, it is impossible for him to retreat, not for himself but also for the face of Yuhuamen. Between thoughts, there was a cloud of Xuanyu brilliance rushing up behind his head, Xuanguang hung down, protecting him in it, there was a mirror in Xuanguang in it, and he directly commanded the Lingbao Dingyuan Zhaotian Mirror of Yuhua Mountain.

At this time, he looked at the crying father, Gong Thirteen, and Xi Nu again, and found that the crying father's face was solemn, while the Xi Nu was very nervous, and Gong Thirteen's face was as heavy as water, and he couldn't tell whether he was scared or what.

Only the face of Qingyang, who was the leader, remained unchanged at all, still as relaxed as when he came, and there was a firmness in this relaxation that could pass through everything.

At this time, Qingyang suddenly turned his head and smiled at Xuanzhen Daoist: "What if the Dao Leader stays outside the city to pick up."

"As a cultivator, how can he see this filth in the world, since he has come here, he should enter the city with His Highness, and there will be death and no life in this trip. Xuan Zhen Daoist said loudly, but before the words fell, a strange laugh sounded in the city, and as the strange laugh became more evil, he couldn't help but have a trace of regret in his heart

Qingyang Daxiao said: "Okay, then let's let these evil ghosts who shouldn't exist in this world know today that humans are not their food." ”

When the words fell, he strode up and went straight into the city gate where the yin and evil qi was spreading, and where he passed, the yin and evil black fog continued to retreat, and at the foot of Qingyang, there was a piece of water rhyme and brilliance spreading, and the spiritual power contained in it fell second, but that kind of dignified momentum made the Xuanzhen Taoist people have a sense of amazement, and couldn't help but think in their hearts: "It turns out that if a spell is integrated into its own will, it can actually have the ability to turn decay into magic." ”