There is no family that is always prosperous in the world, and Feixian Island is enough to become a holy land of martial arts in the world. Separating an isolated island also brings endless happiness.
Except for those warriors who are still trying to live forever, the rest of the people on Feixian Island actually do not yearn for Qingxuan that much, because the ancestors who have entered Qingxuan have never seen anyone truly immortal. On the contrary, the mountains are miserable and lonely, and for those who are accustomed to ease Man, that is absolutely unbearable.
But there is no pure land of eternal peace and happiness in the world. In addition to monks, there are also many demon clans in the world.
Even in a pure land like Qingxuan, tragic murders have occurred.
It was obviously still daytime, but there was no sign of anyone on Feixian Island.
Many people have thrived here for generations, and they have never lacked food or clothing. Wherever there are many human beings, there are market towns.
It took one year to live in Ju, two years to form a town, and three years to become a capital. This is generally true and is not uncommon.
However, every household here has its doors closed. The long street is in chaos, with blood and human limbs. The largest house is where the current owner of Feixian Island lives. There are still people inside, and everyone is filled with a solemn atmosphere. .
Even ignorant children do not dare to suffer in such an atmosphere.
From the gray-haired old man to the young child waiting to be fed, everyone is hiding inside.
Like a group of goats being raised for slaughter, they are extremely helpless.
Their eyes fell on a pile of incense ashes, which was their last hope.
The oldest old man said that as long as this stick of incense is lit, Qingxuan will know that no matter how powerful the monsters are, they cannot resist Qingxuan's powerful monks.
Before this, people had tried to rush out, but without exception they were all killed by monsters.
This monster is very special. It only eats the flesh and blood of young children, because the flesh and blood of adults is very rough and tastes bad to it.
In the words of monsters, these should be kept in captivity and given birth to children for him to eat.
Of course, the monsters just saw humans penning pigs and sheep, and they naturally multiplied many piglets and lambs, thinking that the same could be done if humans were penned.
It's just that it's not clear. Breeding itself is also a technology, and it's not simple.
Although the meat of adults is not delicious, in the eyes of monsters, it is a tool for breeding young children, so naturally they will not let them escape.
The days of being imprisoned in this way lasted about three days. Except for the first day, there were actually very few casualties later, because under the huge power gap, courageous people often die the fastest.
A red thunderbolt penetrated at extremely fast speed.
Then a woman started screaming, "Xiaoqi."
Xiaoqi was her child's nickname. The woman's heart-rending screams did not attract much attention, because such things had happened many times during this period.
Even those with children couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and secretly prayed that Qingxuan's monks would arrive soon.
There were also a few half-year-old teenagers who clenched their fists, thinking that after this crisis was over, they must learn the magic and magical powers.
There was also a young man among them, leaning on a cane and looking at everything around him silently. He had a chance to worship Qingxuan, but he ruined his hope for the sake of his temporary ambition.
He is a descendant of the Xiao family whose martial arts was disabled by Shen Lian before, and he is also one of the more outstanding young people of this generation.
He hated Shen Lian and hated himself.
The child was wrapped in a red blanket. There was a lot of disgusting mucus on the blanket, and a fishy smell came out. The child named Xiaoqi cried loudly.
Then another sound overshadowed the child's cry. It was thunder, which didn't seem to come from Jiutian, but exploded not far from the child.
It was louder than the firecrackers he set off during the Chinese New Year, and even the people inside heard it.
Along with the thunder came light, a flashing white light.
One of the white-haired old men said in surprise: "That's Lei Fa, Qingxuan's immortal master is here."
He was also a first-rate warrior when he was young, and had access to both Ren and Du veins, but he still stopped there.
The elder with the highest cultivation level on Feixian Island had opened up the life and death orifice, had magic power, and could practice Taoism. Of course, he also died at the hands of monsters.
It's just that the elder once told him that the power of Taoism can vary greatly, and the most difficult one is the thunder method. All monks who have mastered the thunder method are very powerful.
The child named Xiaoqi was wrapped in a gust of breeze, and finally slowly fell to the ground, with the red leather wrapped around her body, and then a gentle and elegant voice slowly fell in her ear, "Don't move."
She raised her head and saw a person. His light blue robe was like the color of the sea. The breeze blew his clothes like the waves undulating. His long black hair was scattered randomly, and the profile of his face was visible. , elegant and beautiful, like a mountain spring.
There were many broken hands, feet, internal organs, bones, and mottled bloodstains outside. The taste is nauseating.
This man is not very old, he looks about sixteen or seventeen years old.
But she couldn't describe it, because he was completely different from her brothers. With her shallow knowledge, she couldn't describe what it felt like.
But there was a soothing charm in his voice that made her forget her fear.
There was a toad not far away. The scary thing was that it was two feet long. Lying on the ground, it was much taller than an ordinary man.
The red tongue was its tongue. It was hit by Shen Lian's thunder method and was broken off, but it immediately grew back and it was hesitant to speak.
The skin all over his body was purple-brown, covered with scabies, which made him sick in the sun.
The toad's eyes bulged and he stared hard at Shen Lian, the human monk who appeared out of nowhere, and said angrily: "I am the toad Zi under the Nine-Headed Throne. If you know better, get out of here."
It is not a mindless monster. The monks who know how to use thunder are quite powerful.
The Nine-Headed King that Ha Lizi mentioned was the demon king who traveled five thousand miles away from the sea. He had thousands of years of magical power and so many supernatural powers that even some human immortal sects did not dare to offend him.
During the King's birthday celebration, some human monks also came, and they were all very respectful.
Therefore, although Shen Lian knows thunder magic and seems to have a good background, it is not afraid. Moreover, when you go out, you should announce your home first, so as not to be taken in by the blind Taoist priests, and then you will die in an unknown manner. This was what the Nine-Headed King told these children. Of course, at that time, the King was drinking with the Demon King whom he was familiar with.
However, Ha Li Zi remembered it, and occasionally sneaked out. When she met monks who thought they were a bit powerful, they all reported out of the house, and everything turned out to be bad.
Those monks were afraid of the Nine-Headed Demon King's reputation and most of them didn't care about him.
It's just that this time Halizi sneaked out and encountered an undercurrent in the sea. Unknowingly, he was swept away by the undercurrent and ended up at Feixian Island, five thousand miles away.
ps Thanks to Yu Zhao for the 588 reward and for the rewards of Flowers Pass with the Shadow, Gu Yuezi 1, and Time and Dream.