The blind and barefoot Demon Lord of Huangquan is walking where the flames of war are raging.
The scorched earth in the south of Jiuming City has always been black and red after being soaked in blood. When you step on it, a sweet and fishy liquid will come out. Everywhere here emits the smell of corpses. The sky in the southern wilderness has become chaotic. In a day, you can often see thunder and lightning, the wind and rain are like darkness, and you can also see the sun and clear sky, and the fire covers the sky. On the battlefield, the soaring demonic aura gathers to form clouds, covering the real sky. Under the demonic clouds, black sky and raging sea of fire alternately appear. Monsters roam all over the field. Once they see something alive, they will come forward and bite it clean.
There are very few people in this place, there are many bones, wrecks are everywhere, and there is a strong dead air everywhere. Yun Qing, dressed in white, was walking in the messy wilderness, her thin and emaciated figure didn't look very real.
A few days ago, Wushen, the descendant of the Shattered Heavenly Demon Sect, expanded southward from Jiuming City, and seemed to push the Yaozu back to the Hundred Thousand Mountains in one breath. The frontline army of the demon clan was first severely injured by the human race, and then was attacked by the demon army, causing heavy casualties. Moreover, there were no big monsters in the army, so they had to flee in embarrassment.
At this time, the demon army was still cleaning up the battlefield, chasing down the remaining troops of the demon clan.
A monster approached Yunqing. It looked similar to a human being, but it only had chaos and murderous intent in its eyes, without any sense. It was lingering behind Yunqing, gearing up, grinning, there was still bloody meat residue between its teeth, and there was something black in its nails.
Yun Qing suddenly stopped and turned around. She smiled gently and said, "What's wrong?"
The monster froze in place for a moment, then turned into a ball of black flame with a "huh", and was burned up in a blink of an eye.
Yun Qing turned around and walked south. There were faint black flames flickering under her feet, her steps were obviously short, but she appeared a thousand meters away in an instant, and her movement seemed strange and dexterous.
"Huangquan..." Xu Wutong called her in a low voice in the scroll.
"Huh?" Yun Qing wrapped Kun Wu with a scroll at this time, and then carried it behind her back, looking full of literati.
"You can't go on like this." Xu Wutong held back for several days, and finally told her.
Yun Qing didn't look worried at all, she thought for a while and said, "I'll just get through these few days, and I will return to the sect to receive the punishment."
"This..." Xu Wutong hesitated to speak. If Yun Qing was his disciple, he probably wouldn't have to be punished. He would directly take back the inheritance and sever the relationship between master and apprentice.
"Sir, I don't have time." A small group of Disillusioned Demon Sect disciples appeared in front of Yun Qing. She created a mirage for herself to avoid their sight.
Xu Wutong heard her helplessness, but always felt that she might not be able to handle things properly in this state: "Why don't you let Zongmen help you solve it?"
"Liu Dao Yan Mozong is very good, but there is always something between us." Yun Qing's figure became more and more erratic, and she was very close to the boundary of Shiwan Dashan. Things happened before I got started, and this kind of karma can't make Zongmen buy it for me."
Xu Wutong sighed softly: "You can figure it out clearly."
What should be owed and what should not be owed, the help that can be accepted and the help that cannot be accepted, Yun Qing is very clear about these. She can accept Zheng Zhenzhen's life to protect her, because this is the "Tao" Zheng Zhenzhen chose, and it also forgets the cause and effect between her and Yun Qing. As for Grand Master Dajing, the Saint of Demon Dao, Zihong, and even Han Sheng, these people and she have each got what they need. Now that the cause has been planted, she will go and bear the fruit in the future. If it can't be done, Then she cannot attain the Tao when her heart is fettered by cause and effect.
The relationship with the Zongmen is also the same. The Six Paths Yan Mozong helps her practice and takes the responsibility of Shenyinmen for her. This is the help she can enjoy as a direct disciple. On the contrary, like all direct disciples, the only responsibility she needs to bear is to inherit the orthodoxy. But Yan Mozong of the Six Paths does not need to be responsible for all the karma before she became a direct disciple, whether it is the heavenly book or the grievances with the major holy places, these are her own affairs.
Yun Qing didn't want to make the cause and effect of the whole thing too messy, otherwise it would be difficult to figure it out, and the fewer people who knew about Amon, the better.
"I would also like to thank you, sir, for calming my heart and mind." Yun Qing respectfully said, "If it wasn't for my husband, I probably wouldn't be able to hide it from Master on my own."
Yun Qing caught the mutated monster at Yan Mo Tianzi Peak three days ago. During this period, she kept her murderous intentions in check. Mozun Qianyuan kept observing her behavior, but she didn't see anything wrong. At that time, Yun Qing's hostility had not been eliminated. While relying on Xu Wutong in the picture scroll, she tried her best to suppress the murderous nature, while burning her heart with the red lotus karma to keep her sober, which made it look like nothing weird on the outside.
Later, in the Palace of Teaching the Law, Yun Qing couldn't hold back and mentioned the matter of going to Jiuming City with Mozun Qianyuan, and Mozun Qianyuan was annoyed by her quarrel, so he grounded her in a rage. Yun Qing deceived the person who arranged the enchantment with a mirage, then sneaked down the mountain, and directly arrived at Jiuming City through the Great Teleportation Array. As soon as she settled down in the Great Teleportation Formation in Jiuming City, Mozun Qianyuan got the news through the jade slip given by the Sin Demon Sect of Extreme Hell, and directly sent someone out to chase her.
It's just that Yun Qing is burdened with the heavenly book, and the cause and effect cannot be revealed at all. In addition, the Wuxu Demon Realm is so far away, and the Qianyuan Demon Lord can't figure out where she is for a while, and the pursuers should only know where she ended up. It is the Great Teleportation Formation of Jiuming City.
"Take down the red lotus fire first, you have worked hard recently." Xu Wutong looked at the black and red flames all around, and felt that she was really capable of killing him. The red lotus karmic fire is the flame of the heart. Anyone who has murderous thoughts in his heart will be injured by it. If the killing thoughts continue, the fire will not go out. It will burn the soul and bring great pain.
In the past few days, Yun Qing has been using the red lotus karma to stay awake, limiting her killing intent to a relatively safe range, so that she will not completely lose control, let alone go crazy. She also used this red lotus karma fire when she was fighting with the Black Dragon King before. At that time, the Black Dragon King had to beg for mercy from Yun Qing after he had only persisted under the karma fire for half a night. Days and nights.
Xu Wutong couldn't bear to see this kind of self-destruction.
"Thank you sir for taking care of me, this junior really has no choice but to do it." Yun Qing thanked again, but didn't seem to have any intention of taking back Karma.
"I hope it will go well this time." Xu Wutong had no choice but to give up dissuading him and started playing the piano again. Since Yun Qing knew it well, Xu Wutong would not interfere with her behavior.
"Thank you..." This is what Yun Qing said to him the most these days.
In front is a continuous forest, with one hundred thousand jagged peaks standing up into a vast blue sea, with different shades of emerald color gradually dyeing around, from here it seems that the sky is emerald green. The southern wilderness is relatively flat, and the wind blows from the north. Countless trees undulate into waves, and large swathes of rippling green invade the sight. Every breath seems to bring a fresh taste.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the one hundred thousand mountains often represent danger and fear, but in the eyes of those who practice Taoism, they are vicissitudes and profound.
It has been standing in this place called the Southwestern Barbarians by the human race for a long time. It silently watched the disputes and chaos in the world, but it has never changed in the slightest. No one can count the races contained in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Countless unnamed or named monster races were born and died. Every day, races are born and races are disappearing. Under the lush greenery, no one knows, no one cares—except Shiwan Dashan itself.
It blesses all monster races in the world, regardless of their species, regardless of their origins, it tolerates and nurtures everything. Countless mountain peaks seem to be aggregated into a whole with a maternal nature. Just standing in front of it, you can feel the powerful and surging breath of life. I don’t know how many evil spirits who are not in the world use it as a shelter in life. The burial ground of the dead. A monster clan is closely related to the Hundred Thousand Mountains from birth to death. It is the beginning and end of all monster clan's life, the source, and the destination.
According to Hu Hanmei, if any monster clan born in Shiwanda Mountain cannot return to Yaoque Pagoda when they die, they will turn their heads in the direction of Shiwanda Mountain and shed tears of blood. And Hu Hanmei was born in Tianzhu Country, so she has never been able to have this sense of belonging.
Not being able to dedicate the bones to Shiwan Dashan, this may be the greatest torture for the Yaozu of Shiwan Dashan.
Most of the holy lands fought for a reason. Mianfenglang believed in the fire phoenix, Guiling temple wanted to save the common people in the world, and Lutian temple fought for the survival of humanity under the banner of fighting. Qingchuan Mountain Mansion is probably to keep the mountain forest clean. The monsters are xenophobic and paranoid. They tear the intruders to pieces and cannot tolerate any disturbance. At that time, Yun Qing had committed a big taboo by stealing the Heavenly Book from the Yaoque Pagoda, so it was no wonder that he was scolded by the demon clan as an "obstacle".
After twelve years, at this moment Yun Qing stood in front of the Hundred Thousand Mountains again, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart.
Qingchuan Mountain Mansion is really wonderful. It is obviously the most ferocious holy place in the world, but it is located in such a gentle place—maybe it is because only such a hundred thousand mountains can bear them.
"evil creature!"
Just as Yun Qing was about to walk into the Hundred Thousand Mountains, seven disciples of the Qingchuan Mountain Mansion wearing identical white robes suddenly appeared in his mind. Each of them holds a square inch lamp in their hands, and emerald green totems are tattooed on the corners of their clothes. They are all envoys in white clothes who have already entered the Tao.
"It seems that you have been waiting here for a long time?" Yun Qing suddenly laughed. Since Bi Fang took Amang as bait, there was no reason not to set up an ambush along the way, but he didn't know how they saw through the mirage.
No one answered her question. The four envoys in white clothes lived in four directions, east, west, north, south, and the small glass lamps in their hands flashed white light. All the auras around them were fading away, the sound of the trees swaying disappeared, and the emerald colors gradually distorted and faded. , just a small open space centered on Yunqing in an instant is completely isolated from the world.
The other three envoys in white attacked her almost at the same time.
Most of Yun Qing's cultivation is now suppressed, and all magical powers are restricted by aura and cannot be used. At the same time, she has to bear the burn of the red lotus fire, but she still stands there and smiles calmly.
"too weak."
She raised her hand, she didn't seem to be moving fast, but she just happened to block in front of the three white-clothed envoys. Countless vines sprang out from her hands, rushing away like a flood when the gate was opened!
The three white-clothed envoys felt that the aura above the vines was not right, so they quickly turned to avoid it. The slender vines entangled one who was a little slower, and all the other vines moved towards the white-clothed envoy like sharks smelling blood. Make entanglement in the past. There were small suction cups on the vine, which would stick to it as soon as it touched the opponent's body. The envoy in white felt all his strength vent, and he found that he couldn't mobilize his true energy to break free from the vine.
"Gumang divine power!" He forcefully issued a vague reminder among the dense vines.
The other two quickly turned over to avoid these vines, and each took out a small pot similar to Fang Cunzhan, and then threw it upwards. The small pot instantly became the size of a carriage, and the dark mouth of the pot was facing the vines, and an unstoppable suction pulled the large piece of vines into the pot. The other person made claws and waved a few strong winds to cut off all the vines wrapped around the trapped disciple. The cooperation between these few people is very skilled, their movements are sensitive, calm and steady, and they are not chaotic in dealing with variables. It seems that they are all elites in the inner sect.
"Oh, and the pot of heaven and earth?" Yun Qing nodded slightly, and put her hand down with a smile.
Xu Wutong saw the red karmic fire around him suddenly disappear, and a large black flame engulfed everything!