Her name is Die Wu, a little servant of the Yu clan, and her talent is not very good. Therefore, the clan gave up the training of people like them, and only did a few things for people. She was bullied and trembling every day. She acted with a wink. You know, she is not seven years old, and only the hillside flower slope where no one comes. After she has suffered enough grievances, she ran here alone. Running away, laughing, crying...
As if time was accelerating, Su Yan watched her grow little by little, from a lively child to her taciturn when she grew up, until one day, she ran away and left this family with no affection at all.
At that moment, she seemed to be back in her childhood, without any fetters. The bird returned to the forest, and the vast sky allowed her to swim. In this way, she climbed one mountain after another, waded across river after river, and saw Lots of new things.
Until one day, she passed a mountain, and the top of the mountain roared with thunder, as if the gods were angry. She was so scared to hide away, and saw a person on the top of the mountain being continuously bombarded by the thunder. Until the end, the person fell from the sky with smoke. When it came down, the sky returned to calm.
After hesitating again and again, she climbed to the top of the mountain, looked at the black coal in front of her, and felt that he seemed to be alive, so she carried him down the mountain and built a wooden house by the creek to take care of him day and night.
Until seven days and nights later, he woke up.
"Thank you, my name is Wusheng, you can call me Asheng." The man was very handsome and had a nice voice. Die Wu smiled knowingly: "It's okay, my name is Xiao Wu."
The man suffered a serious injury. It was not until a year later that he walked slowly on crutches. Year after year, they fell in love and lived the life of a male farmer and a female weaver every day. The thatched hut was also expanded by the man. One, Xiao Wu likes flowers very much, so he transplanted all kinds of flowers outside the fence.
Just look at the moon shape, only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals!
After thirty years of seclusion, they didn’t have a child, but they lived well and loved. However, Xiao Wu discovered one thing, that is, she got old and the corners of her eyebrows began to appear. Wrinkles, sagging skin, and hair, all began to appear as white hair. Seeing Ah Sheng as before, she felt that she was not worthy of him.
That day, she gave Ah Sheng the last meal, watching him go hunting in the mountains, and crying with her mouth covered, she didn’t bring anything. Everything remained the same. She was going back to the sacrificial place in the family. There is a fountain of holy water that no one can use except the saint, but the three saints born in a hundred years are all extremely talented people, and the clan will definitely not use it for her.
She thought of stealing, as long as she can be young, as long as she can continue to live happily with Ah Sheng for a lifetime, she resolutely embarked on this road.
There was no suspense. She was caught. The elders tied her to the pillar and prepared to impose the most cruel fire torture by the Yu clan. Her double butterflies were brutally torn off, and the flames were burning. She cried and screamed. At the last moment of her life, she knew that she was pregnant with Asheng's child.
She died, and the tears and wings left on her deathbed were sealed in the Butterfly Valley. This is the privilege of every tribe. Whether you are good or evil, you will eventually return to your roots.
Ah Sheng went crazy and looked all over the world. Until five years later, the Yu clan was identified, he broke in like a madman, killed a half of the Yu clan, and was finally dying and was severely injured.
Twenty years later, when he came back again, the Yu clan was destroyed, her spirit wings had disappeared, only the tears of unwillingness and miss left in the stone wall of Butterfly Valley, he took it out, and then left lonely...
Su Yan is like a third person. He has hurriedly watched him for decades. He has been rushing all over the world, returning to this thatched house with scars every time.
"Xiao Wu, you know, I never care, why I am so stupid, I am leaving, this time, I may not come back, if one day I return, it will be when you are resurrected, if you fail, I will pursue you Until I find you."
Ah Sheng left, left here, and sealed the secret realm. For hundreds of years, he did not come back again. This drop of tears wrapped in Ah Sheng's special power gradually changed. It had a spirit and madly attacked and killed any intrusion. Those who came in, until they met the black dragon mirror...
Su Yan seemed to cut a basket of onions. She accidentally chopped her hands after it was over. She couldn't stop crying. The sadness made her feel uncontrollable. Su Yan didn't feel relieved until the tears entered the treasure mirror.
Wiped your tears, what happened just now? Is it an illusion
But suddenly, the whole cave seemed to collapse suddenly because of the disappearance of the tears. Not only here, the wings were unbalanced, and the fairy mountain on the opposite side also had a cracking rhythm at this moment.
Su Yan didn't know what was going on. He only saw the rocks falling, and there were black cracks in the surrounding space. The atmosphere inside was full of destruction, and even more terrifying suction came out, as if being pulled into noodles. The black hole is full of depth.
Su Yan was so scared that he ran out, but there were space cracks everywhere. After running two steps, he hurriedly stopped. One naturally appeared in front of him. Before he could react, another one came out of him, directly. He sucked him in, and the black dragon mirror in the projection suddenly shone brightly, firmly wrapping Su Yan in...
The whole secret realm began to collapse. Everyone who was watching from the outside world watched the mountains and rivers collapsed, the river flowed backwards, and magma was everywhere. The beasts fled in panic, and the disciples of each family came out of the fairy mountain one by one...
"What's going on?" The five Patriarchs panicked and hurriedly took out the five-sided stone stele. They seemed to sense the mother stele, and the six-sided stone stele hurried to stabilize the secret realm. This stability, instantly, countless spatial vortices were born in all directions. The first, second and third regions and even the entire Jizhou.
Some people came out, some burst out, unconscious, countless monsters stepped out of the whirlpool, raging in several places in Jizhou, suddenly fireworks everywhere, panic, countless people began to rectify and hunt...
The five patriarchs watched the secret realm shatter a little bit, not knowing what happened. The other masters all went around to save people, but after they looked at each other, they quickly let go of their consciousness and search for Su Yan. He must find...
Lingxi is a large river that runs through several large mountains in the north and south. It is also a small sectarian Bailimen in Qingzhou after Jizhou, Lanzhou, and Qizhou.
The reason why it is called Bailimen is that there is only such a small sect with less than a hundred cooks in Bailimen. Li Ruoyu's lifelong dream is to develop Bailimen, one day. If he could enter the ninth-level sect, he would also smile at Jiuquan.
Never enter the sect, to the ninth, eighth... and even the first level, it needs to be determined by a certain number of strong people.
To become a ninth-level sect, you need three spiritual realms to sit in. At present, there are still three short of Bailimen... (End of this chapter)