When he came to the research and casting room, Zhou Haozheng was sitting at the small table with a focused expression, frowning at a silver-white stone, and stopped writing.

"Daddy, look at the knife I forged. ”

Zhou Hao woke up from his contemplation, stopped what he was doing, and took the knife in Zhou Nan's hand. At this time, Zhou Hao only felt that what he was holding was like a lion, and there was a sharp edge hidden in the silence. With a flick of his index finger on the bright blade, a low humming sound was heard, as if offending the majesty of the lion, and a devastating punishment awaited him.

"Good, good, good!" Zhou Hao was full of praise for Zhou Nan's work, and the praise was rippling in the hut.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Hao solemnly said to Zhou Nan: "It is really commendable that you can make such a work at a young age, but although the edge of this knife is hidden, it is still not restrained enough. The divine soldier is sharp and introverted. If you don't do it, you have to keep in mind that you have to keep everything in mind. ”

Zhou Hao walked over, raised his hand and touched Zhou Nan's head, just halfway up, he saw Zhou Nan who had raised his eyebrows, paused, and patted him on the shoulder, at this moment, Zhou Hao felt that Zhou Nan had grown up.

"Your current casting skills are no less than mine, but you lack some life experience", picked up the silver-white stone on the small table, "This is the Haotian Stone, which fell from the Nine Heavens in the past, and I occasionally got it, so I will use it as a test for your casting in the past two years!"

nodded solemnly, "Dad, I will definitely be satisfied." After speaking, without waiting for Zhou Hao's reaction, he picked up the Haotian Stone, picked up the long knife, and rushed out of the door, leaving only Zhou Hao with a wry smile on his face.

When he returned to his residence, as usual, he first practiced the "Soul Refinement", and when his spirit reached his best, he picked up the Haotian Stone and gently stroked it with his left hand. Gradually, Zhou Nan closed his eyes, and his body and mind were calm.

In an instant, Zhou Nan found himself entering a turquoise space. In the space, there are flowers everywhere, all kinds of colors, competing for beauty, and there are all kinds of varieties. Following the sea of flowers, Zhou Nan walked forward.

In a short time, he came to a small silver-white flower. Looking at these many silver-white flowers, Zhou Nan suddenly felt very kind. Reaching out and touching the silver-white flower, Zhou Nan was suddenly startled, only to see that this little flower actually trembled.

One by one, the small silver flowers are like talking, and they keep making pleasant chirps. Zhou Nan calmed down, listened with bated breath, and in an instant, a repetitive tone sounded in the depths of his mind.

Opening his eyes, Zhou Nan muttered, "Nectar? What does this mean, a stone is still nectar? How could I hear such a sound?" After thinking for a while, Zhou Nan didn't figure it out.

Shook his head and threw away the strange idea. Zhou Nan put down the Haotian Stone. But somehow, a strange voice kept echoing in his head. I can't erase it.

After pondering for a while, the past experience came to mind, and suddenly, a small valley full of flowers appeared in Zhou Nan's mind. Holding the Haotian Stone, Zhou Nan scolded viciously, "Nectar? I'll take you there right now and see what you can toss. ”

After making up his mind, Zhou Nan rushed to the kitchen, took some food, and shouted loudly: "Dad, mother, I will go out to the meeting, and I will not come back at night." ”

After speaking, he returned to the room, stepped on the long knife, rolled up the Haotian Stone, and hurriedly ran out. But the moment he just walked out of the door, Zhou Nan's body froze. Suddenly, a strong uneasiness immediately came over him, as if he was going to lose something.

Staying at the door, Zhou Nan paused for a while. After thinking about it carefully, he didn't know why, so he shook his head, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and ran towards the small valley.

This is a huge palace of hundreds of zhang, pitch-black color, from a distance, like a fierce beast crawling on the ground. The interior of the palace is supported by huge stone pillars hugged by more than a dozen people, neatly arranged on both sides of the palace. From the entrance of the temple, a staircase two zhang wide leads to the end.

At the end of the stairs is a huge altar that is more than ten zhang high and dozens of zhang in radius. A huge throne carved with dragons and phoenixes and inlaid with gemstones of various colors stands upright. At this moment, there was a middle-aged man in a pitch-black costume sitting on the throne, and a trace of black mist was shrouded in his face, and he couldn't see his real face.

On the steps closest to the altar stood a woman dressed in a fiery red palace robe. This woman is very exposed, her face is enchanting, and her smile is as scorching and seductive as fire. It's a goblin.

"How's it going?" said the middle-aged man on the throne slowly. The calm words contain a strong domineering and gloomy atmosphere, and at first smell, it makes people tremble, like falling into an ice cave.

Under the altar, the bewitching woman smiled slightly, and said respectfully, "Zuo Han has already set off, and now he should have arrived, and this time the ghost leader will also go with him, there will be no difference." ”

"Well, that's good, the operation is over, you guys come directly to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, I'm holding back that group of old guys, and I can't be separated. As the words fell, the black mist flashed, and the throne was empty.

Glancing at the throne and bowing her head in contemplation, the bewitching woman turned and left.

When he came to the small valley and saw the scene that had been separated for two years and was still the same as before, Zhou Nan suddenly relaxed. Taking a deep breath of the faintly fragrant air, he slowly walked to the center of the valley. Bringing a stone, Zhou Nan put the Haotian stone on it, and without stopping, he walked towards the waterfall.

The nectar is usually the thickest at midnight, after a day of precipitation, the impurities are gone, Haotian Stone actually shouted nectar, Zhou Nan satisfied it, and saw what waves it could turn out.

Standing in front of the waterfall, Zhou Nan sighed for a while, and suddenly had the idea of trying again, and without even taking off his clothes, he jumped into the water and stood on the boulder.

"Boom" The familiar sound of water came again, closed his eyes, and felt it carefully, but Zhou Nan didn't feel too much discomfort.

One stick of incense, two pillars of incense······

Half a day has passed, and Zhou Nan is still like a steady mountain pine, rooted in the bluestone. Gradually, dusk came, and the yellow sunlight shone on my body, coupled with the chill of the water, and a burst of consciousness came to my heart. An extremely nasty feeling surged all over his body, Zhou Nan opened his eyes, and impatiently suddenly drew his knife and slashed at the mountain rock behind him.

Suddenly, a loud "boom" sounded, overshadowing the sound of water, and also startled Zhou Nan's body back. Zhou Nan was also shocked by his own split, and looked at it in disbelief, it turned out that the back of the mountain stone was empty.

Removing the messy rubble, an emerald green light shot out, suppressing the curiosity in my heart. Zhou Nan leaned over and squeezed in. It is an irregular cave of ten zhang in size, the cave wall is uneven, the top is full of stalactites, and the thick green light fills the entire space, making the whole cave become bizarre.

Looking towards the light source, under a huge stalactite that took up a third of the cavern, there was a strange little tree with a black body, branches and no leaves, and a small arm thick, more than half a foot high, glowing emerald green.

The small tree is rooted in the hollow pool under the dripping stalactite, and every drop of silver-white stalactite drops, the light on the small tree flashes rapidly, like a delicious child, and when he sees his favorite food, he dances excitedly. couldn't help but be curious, Zhou Nan walked over and touched the little tree.

But at the moment of contact, a deep black light mixed with silver white light shot out from the black jade on Zhou Nan's chest, and before Zhou Nan could react, a huge pain suddenly hit, and he fainted.

The light ignored Zhou Nan and wrapped around the small tree, and the green light on the small tree also flickered rapidly. Black, silvery, and dark green were intertwined with each other, gradually forming a three-color ball, wrapping Zhou Nan inside.

At this time, the black jade also floated out, and the silver-white crescent moon on it flashed, and the strange little tree was sucked in, and the black jade hung on Zhou Nan's neck again.

But at the same time, Falling Moon is a living hell.

"Fear, pain, despair, ·····" All kinds of emotions were wrapped around the hearts of everyone in Falling Moon Town, and everyone was roaring wildly. Before the half-pillar of incense, as usual, everyone was preparing to sleep, but it ushered in a catastrophe.

The sky was about to be dark, and in the four directions around the Falling Moon True Town, four pillars of sky-high fire suddenly rose, waking everyone up from sleep. Immediately afterward, four pillars of fire intertwined and enveloped the entire town like a giant net. The fiery red suddenly turned black, and countless black air currents like poisonous snakes sprouted from above.

In the Moon God Temple, the six elders watched all this blankly, and their faces also welled up with deep helplessness.

"This is fate, even if you escape here, you still can't get rid of this curse. I only hope that the decision of that day will bring hope again. I also hope that our death will bring peace to the whole clan. The Great Elder said with a bitter face, and all the elders nodded in unison.

After speaking, the six elders shouted loudly, "Six-pointed Star Array."

Suddenly, six silver-white runes floated out from the elders, chasing each other for a few laps, forming a halo that sank into the forehead of the Moon God statue, while the six elders seemed to have exhausted their energy and died one after another.

At this moment, the eyes of the statue of the moon god flashed silver, and an illusory crescent moon floated out of the ground in front of the statue. The crescent moon flashed silver, and then it was gone. The Moon Condor, on the other hand, was covered with cracks, like a spider's web, covering its entire body.

Outside the big array, a man with a gloomy face was standing in the air, with a pair of ice blue eyes, looking at the big array with all his body. After observing for a while, the dove man nodded with satisfaction and said coldly, "Did you bring it?"

Behind it, a scrawny old man smiled suspiciously and made a saw-like voice: "Jiji, all of them are here, there are a lot of them." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand behind him. Suddenly, from the fog behind came out of the glazed eyes of people, and at a cursory glance, there were thousands of people densely packed.

Hearing the saw-like answer, the dove man frowned, pinched his hands, and shouted: "The Four Extremes Fire Array, open", and suddenly a huge vortex appeared on the big array, and he shouted impatiently, "Throw it in." The dove man said no more.

Seeing this, the thin old man smiled and said, "Zuo Han, isn't your formation bad?"

Hearing this, the yin dove man named Zuo Han turned his head suddenly, his cold gaze was even better than the cold wave in the extreme north, just like the ghost kui, who had been dealing with corpses all day long, he also felt a chill down his spine.

After laughing dryly, the ghost leader said no more, took out a small banner depicted with a skeleton, whispered a few words, and pointed towards the whirlpool. Suddenly, those people with dull eyes, one after another, jumped into the whirlpool mechanically like dumplings.

As soon as everyone entered the big array, the black air flow immediately poured into the bodies of the talkers, and the black mist rolled around, leaving only a place of dried corpses.

In Zhou's blacksmith shop, in the casting room, the illusory crescent moon resurfaced, constantly rotating. Glancing at his wife, Zhou Hao said slowly: "You shouldn't come with me, otherwise you wouldn't have caused this trouble, and you wouldn't have broken up with your father and daughter." ”

"I don't regret it, my father only has his immortal way in his heart, and he can't understand us at all. I'm very happy to be with you to this moment. ”。

Under his wife's resolute gaze, Zhou Hao sighed, but his face was full of smiles.

The illusory crescent moon continued to rotate, and Zhou Hao hugged his wife and whispered, "It's our turn." I hope that all this we do can make Nan'er have a good future. ”

After speaking, a dazzling golden glow emitted from the two of them, and the golden glow flew towards the illusory crescent moon mixed with a touch of blood red.

Suddenly, the illusory crescent moon turned bright red like blood, full of spirituality, and then it was thrown into the Haotian Stone in the casting furnace. And the bodies of the two slowly disappeared like ice and snow meeting fire.

Only the pale blue flame in the casting furnace was left, and it made a "crackling" sound alone.

The black air poured down and burrowed into everyone's bodies. Suddenly, one by one, the fanged, ugly ghost phantoms rose from everyone.

In a short time, in the midst of intense pain and despair, everyone was sucked into dry corpses, and only the roar of pain echoed in the sky, which lasted for a long time.

The night was destined to be bloody.