There was no gorgeous sunset that day, nor the bright moonlight of Changchun Peak.
Thousands of miles of wasteland, the grass is declining. The flakes of light and thin snow flakes swept through the thick and cloudy clouds, and fell overwhelmingly on the wilderness.
It is not surprising that the junction of the three worlds of human, demon and demon is called a place outside the world. The climate is extreme, and rain, snow, wind and thunder frequently alternate.
Where there is no law, ghosts and ghosts go their separate ways, outlaws who kill and seize treasures, escapees who get killed, and heretics who are not accommodated by any realm... These people or demons are often good at concealment, and they must be careful to avoid nowhere. A life-and-death crisis everywhere.
There is another kind, that is, Ji Xiao, who walks the world with integrity. The wind and snow are coming, but also avoid him.
What separates the outside world from the Three Realms is a violent hurricane barrier. Since the beginning of the world, when the various races were born, the barrier has been there. However, the powerhouses of all ethnic groups always have a way to resist the wind and travel between the three realms. The demons cast magic, the humans mobilize their true essence, and the demons rely on their hard and sturdy fur and flesh.
A hundred years ago, the demons invaded the world, and the monks finally realized that the natural barrier was not reliable. After the war ended, the strong men in the world worked together to set up a protective formation as a second barrier.
The outside world is full of dangers and withered spiritual energy. Many people are unable or unwilling to do the thankless task of guardianship formation.
So every three years, Jianzun Jixiao travels between the inside and outside of the barrier, leaving a few sword intents to deter foreign enemies. If you encounter a powerful demon clan, it will inevitably be another fierce battle.
Three years after three years. After a long time, everyone felt that they should be taken for granted. It seems that these things should be within the Sword Master's responsibility. Anyway, they are invincible among others. Shelter the Quartet, who else
Even Ji Xiao himself is used to it. Just like ordinary monks cultivating diligently, mortals in the market work hard for a living, which has nothing to do with words such as dedication and sacrifice, but is only a part of daily life—
Whether it is Sword Sovereign or mortal, there is no difference under heaven.
Ji Xiao is wearing a black cloak, and the snowy sky is very eye-catching.
In fact, you don't have to see him in person, as long as you detect a powerful breath, the creatures in the outer world can't wait to retreat.
But today is different, Ji Xiao walked silently, and a low voice sounded amid the sound of snow and wind:
"Lord Jianzun, please stay here..."
Ji Xiao's footsteps remained unchanged, as if he had never heard of it.
It was a youthful voice from a young boy:
"I was seriously injured and was chased and killed, please save my life, Jianzun will definitely repay in the future!"
Ji Xiao already knew that there were monsters hidden behind the reeds, and he didn't want to pay attention to it. Unexpectedly, this weak monster is very courageous.
The relationship between the human race and the demon race is delicate. On the surface, the well water does not violate the river water, and sometimes they even cooperate to resist the demon race. However, people use monsters to refine tools, and the big monsters also eat people to supplement.
Ji Xiao walked towards where the voice came from, and saw a mass of bloody little things, trembling on the ground, like a plum blossom in the snow.
He asked, "Do you recognize me?"
"I recognize your sword intent. You are Ji Xiao."
Ji Xiao leaned over, picked it up gently, and stared at it for a moment: "Ling Sable? King of Snow Mountain?"
Different from the titles of ancestors, Taoist masters, Dharma saints, sword masters, etc., the titles of human monks, the big demons who are divided into one side of the demon world are collectively referred to as kings.
He heard a few days ago that this Snow Mountain King is about to dominate the demon world and become the supreme demon king. Now he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, and fled to the outside world. Its demon body was originally the size of a hill, but now it has shrunk into a small ball. The skin is open and the flesh is broken, the claws are broken, and it is light and soft in the hand.
"It's me! Lord Jianzun please help!"
For some reason, Ji Xiao suddenly wanted to laugh.
This great king should be extremely arrogant when there are little demons serving and flattering him every day. Holding a breath and refusing to die, it should be extremely bloody.
Who would have thought that it can bend and stretch, without the self-consciousness of being a big demon, and justly shout for help.
Ling Sable's eyes were moist: "When I recover from my injury, I would like to sign a spirit beast contract with you. I will accompany you to relieve the boredom and amuse you, and fight the Three Realms for you!"
There is indeed a way to control beasts in the world. Ji Xiao remembered the mantra of Beiming Mountain's beast masters, "Only spiritual beasts and villains are difficult to raise", and shook his head:
"Spiritual beasts are delicate and difficult to raise."
"I'm different, I'm easy to care for! I heard that you are cold and snowy in the mountains, tigers, leopards, and wolves are haunted in the mountains and forests. That's just right for me. I like to eat meat, any kind of meat, and I like to roll in the snow after I'm full. .You take me back and be a divine beast!"
Ling Diao blinked her round eyes: "Don't you cultivators in the world pay attention to the word 'destiny', you and I are suitable for each other, isn't it fate?"
Ji Xiao said lightly: "I can't save you. Your demon pill has been broken, and your muscles and veins have been interrupted by external forces. Even if the trauma is cured, there is not much time..."
After all, he was moved with compassion: "Where are your parents and clan? I will send you to see them one last time."
"I have no father and no mother. I was bred by a little spiritual energy under the holy snow mountain in the demon world, and I was born to raise it." Ling Diao listened to his rejection, but he refused to give up: "Master Jianzun, please think of a way, I can meet you today, Prove that my life should not die, and the sky will not kill me!"
"The sky does not kill you?" Ji Xiao disagreed: "If you meet other monks like this, I'm afraid that the demon pill has been dug out, stripped of skin and bones, and made into a magic pill."
Ling Diao trembled slightly in his palm: "But I think you are a good person."
Ji Xiao was silent.
The wind and snow whistled, Ling Sable looked at him with anticipation, the brilliance of his eyes gradually dimmed, and suddenly he heard Ji Xiao speak:
"I have a senior brother who is proficient in alchemy. He once made the 'Reincarnation Pill', which can keep his soul alive. I will reshape your flesh and blood for you, and make you reborn and reincarnated as a human being. There may be a chance of life... You are willing to give up the demon body?"
Ling Diao didn't know what she had experienced in the demon world, and answered without hesitation: "Okay, as long as I can live, I am willing to be a human!"
"It's not easy for you to be a human being. Demons can eat demons, but humans can't eat people." Ji Xiao looked calm: "Jiangshan is easy to change, but your nature is hard to change. How dare you promise me not to kill in the world?"
He only needs a verbal promise, and does not force Ling Diao to swear by his soul. Because I am confident that if the other party goes back on it, I can hold it back.
"In order to be a human being, I am willing to be a vegetarian! But if I don't kill, what should I do if others bully me?"
Ji Xiao said lightly: "You are by my side, and I will keep you safe."
He stretched out his hand and picked up a healing elixir, and the little mink rolled his tongue and swallowed it without hesitation. In a short time, the trauma gradually healed. Ji Xiao cleaned it again, and after taking care of it like this, after all, it was not a miserable appearance of the flesh being rolled up and the blood dripping.
Ling Diao drilled into his arms: "The kindness of saving lives cannot be repaid, and I am willing to follow Sword Master from now on!"
Ji Xiao stroked its white fur, and the fingertips felt soft.
The demon pill and the tendons were all shattered, and only the heart was beating weakly, and it was a fragile little thing that could be crushed to death with a single finger.
"There are three open fires in the human body, which gather yang energy on the shoulders and forehead. If you are reincarnated as a human, the yang fire will decline and your body will be cold, so you must be afraid of cold. Can you think clearly?"
The two things that this demon loved most in the past, eating meat happily and rolling in the snow, were actually impossible to do.
Ling Siao still said: "As long as you can live."
Ji Xiao frowned: "My cave is very cold. Do you still want to follow me?"
He lives on the tallest cliff in the cold mountain, where the wind and snow are raging, and the dripping water turns into ice.
Ling Diao hurriedly said: "I can wear thicker clothes, you can build a stove for me."
Ling Diao whispered: "A small stove will do..."
Ji Xiao thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay."
Ling Diao was overjoyed, leaning on his neck and gently licking his jaw.
Ji Xiao walked towards the world, and the violent astral wind rushed towards his face, blowing his cloak and flying.
Ling Miner hid in his arms and fell asleep.
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Ji Xiao went to Tianhu Dajing to ask for medicine.
The realm master used to be his fellow apprentice brother. Although he was born in Hanshan, he was proficient in alchemy, weapon refining, deduction techniques, qi observation techniques, etc., but he did not use swords.
The realm master listened to the cause and effect, calculated carefully, and persuaded Ji Xiao not to contaminate the cause and effect.
Ji Xiao should not answer, drinking tea in silence.
The realm master was helpless, so he had to speak more clearly.
"I think the number of demons has been exhausted. You want to change your life for him against the sky and disrespect the arrangements of the heavens. I'm afraid his bad luck will be on you in the future."
Ji Xiao smiled lightly, without concealing his arrogance: "When he meets me, it is heaven that will not kill him."
Three years later, the realm master's words became a prophecy, Ji Xiao's body was destroyed, and the two hundred years of cultivation were completely lost. I had no choice but to start all over again like Meng Xueli.
This incident taught people two lessons. One is that you can't save people casually, even a demon; the other is to trust a fortune-teller, and sometimes it's quite accurate.
It's a pity that Ji Xiao is not an ordinary person and is destined to not learn a lesson.
He recalled the old things at this time, but he didn't feel how to regret it.