Not the evil heaven.
The long abyss was like a scar embedded in the earth, with one side illuminated by the light and the other side immersed in darkness.
Fu Chaosheng knew that it was named after these two ends of light and darkness.
It's called Shadow Abyss.
There is shadow only when there is light, and there is darkness only when there is brightness. Light cannot be set off without shadow, and brightness cannot be set off without darkness.
Just like the good and evil in this world.
The abyss was vast. Standing on the edge of the cliff, the strong wind was so fierce that it seemed to cut a person into pieces. His dark blue robe as black as night pressed down on his body, but he stood still.
Kong Lan stood behind him, but did not dare to get close. He just reported from a distance about his experiences in the Haotian Star Region and the rumors in the Cangya Star Region.
The first was the massacre on the south bank of the river.
She was also at the wall at the time, but she was lucky enough to leave before the killing happened, so she saved her life. When she returned to the wall, she saw that everyone was dead. Only then did she feel a little scared.
The second is Xuanjixing’s counterattack.
Li Xieyang had sealed off the Haotian Star Region, but eighteen hunters, led by Ying Kui, chased them to Xuanji Star in the Cangya Star Region, and all died there. Although she had not seen it with her own eyes, they were Li Xieyang's hunters after all! None of the nineteen survived, and the loss was heavy! This news had spread quickly throughout Shangxu, like wings, causing a shocking sensation.
It can be said that when the Ten Death Order was issued, the word "Jianchou" was just like those unlucky people who were hunted down in the past, and was just talked about after dinner, and was pitiful. But after the two consecutive killings yesterday, this name has undoubtedly been shrouded in a bloody shadow and a mysterious veil.
What kind of cultivator can kill a Golden Immortal as easily as chopping vegetables right after ascending to the immortal realm
What kind of cultivator could cause the Saint Immortal to issue the Ten Death Order
What kind of cultivator has such cruel and brutal methods
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like an ordinary cultivator from Daluo Heaven. Instead, he looks very much like someone from Feixie Heaven. However, true people from Feixie Heaven know nothing about this so-called "Jianshou".
"When I came back, I passed by Xuanji Star and found that Li Xieyang's men were investigating outside. They carried out 19 corpses from inside. All of them were killed in one blow, including Ying Kui, who was at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm." Kong Lan raised his head cautiously and glanced forward, and then said, "Now there is news that Li Xieyang, Kong Fangzong and other forces will not give up because someone in the sect died because of Jianchou. They have begun to search for her everywhere and make her pay with blood."
"Ying Kui..."
The person was standing on the side of the abyss that was illuminated by light, but he seemed to be covered in a thick shadow. The darkness under the abyss was surging like a substance, sometimes changing into a demonic shape, as if it would crawl out from the bottom of the abyss at any time and swallow up the light on this side.
Fu Chaosheng read the name and seemed to remember something.
He actually said to Kong Lan: "I remember that this person originally came from Feixie Heaven, his true body is a viper, and he has an external incarnation hidden in this world. You should summon someone immediately to capture him."
Kong Lan's eyelids twitched, and she couldn't help but lift her eyes secretly to look at the back.
This person's posture was exactly the same as the day she was ordered to go to Orion, as if she had not moved at all in the past two days.
She really didn't understand what this was intended to do.
Ying Kui was a little famous in Feixie Heaven back then, and later he joined Li Xieyang, and no one said anything. After all, Feixie Heaven is not as strict as Daluo Heaven, there are all kinds of people here, and except for the danger of being killed at any time, everyone can come and go freely.
And Ying Hui is very smart.
Among the demons, Vipers are considered to be quite talented, so most of them practice the art of incarnation. When Ying Kui left Feixietian, he left his incarnation in Feixietian, so that even if he encountered any misfortune outside, he still had an incarnation with him, which was an extra means of saving his life.
But now, this person wants to catch Ying Kui’s incarnation
Many thoughts flashed through Kong Lan's mind, and she felt that there was a close connection between this great demon with a mysterious origin and that Jianchou, but she really couldn't figure out or dared not to figure out what this connection meant.
In short, she is just a small errand boy.
Kong Lan did not dare to be negligent at all and immediately accepted the order. However, thinking that this person was usually taciturn and did not like to talk to others, he bowed and took his leave.
On both sides of the Shadow Abyss, the distinction between light and darkness is extremely clear.
After Kong Lan left, the darkness in the abyss seemed to have undergone some mysterious changes.
They wriggled as if they were living creatures.
It was like a ravine of sand, and also like countless thick and sticky black smoke.
Unexpectedly, a mass emerged from the unknown depths and condensed into a rather evil figure. The dark blue robe on his body was very similar to the one worn by Fu Chaosheng, except that the patterns on it seemed thinner and the color was lighter.
If there was any cultivator who had participated in the second Yin-Yang war in the Yuanshi Realm here at this moment, he would be able to recognize at a glance: the young man who emerged from the darkness of the abyss is none other than Shao Ji, the ancient remnant and god!
"Just now, the news of the Ten Death Order was issued, saying that Jianchou has been killed. How come you don't care about your 'old friend' at all?"
He and Fu Chaosheng seemed to be very familiar with each other.
As he spoke, his figure swayed slightly, and a hint of interest flashed across his dark pupils, but he never crossed the dividing line between light and darkness.
It's not that I can't, but that I hate it.
The gods were born from the ancient darkness, but it was Pangu who brought light to this universe and was not of the same kind as them.
Just like most gods have no eyes.
Because in the ancient darkness, none of this is needed.
When Shao Ji turned into a human form, he only had two eyes, but they did not show much spirit. However, he could clearly "see" Fu Chaosheng at that moment.
Although he is a god, he stands on the bright side of the abyss.
Ai Qing's old robe was replaced with a depressing dark blue, but his face was as pale as in the Primordial Realm, or even paler. In his pupils, there was not only the emblem of the gods, but also a layer of hazy light. He seemed to be staring into the abyss, but Shao Ji knew clearly that he was looking at something very far away.
After hearing Shao Ji's words, Fu Chaosheng blinked slightly, and the glimmer in his eyes faded away. He just said, "She's fine."
Is everything okay
Shao Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, but there was a hint of thoughtfulness in his pupils, which seemed a little mysterious.
He did not refute anything, but simply said: "The Desolate Territory is about to open, it is time to make plans. Everyone is waiting for you down below."
After saying this, His figure disappeared.
Just as Fu Chaosheng had seen in the Yuanshi Realm, it turned into a thick black sand-like shadow, merged into the Shadow Abyss, and soon disappeared.
The surroundings were quiet, with only the sound of the wind.
The Shadow Abyss is filled with thick fog that never dissipates all year round. For thousands of years, no one has been able to tell what is hidden underneath.
From the ancient times, to the distant past, to the ancient times, and then to the present and the ancient times, the existence that disappeared in the long night will eventually return...
*
It is not the evil heaven, but the temple of righteousness and evil.
The person in charge of issuing the Ten Death Orders is the steward Jin Wuji, who is at the lower level of the Golden Immortal realm, belongs to the demon clan, and his true form is a golden pheasant.
He always wears brightly colored clothes and a hat full of feathers.
His level of cultivation is certainly not enough for Fei Xietian.
But if he is to be competent for his current position as deacon, it is enough.
After all, Fei Xie Tian had already formed a complete set of formations by managing the Ten Death Orders, and the stewards only needed to learn how to control them.
It seems that today is just an ordinary day.
But at dawn, the formation on one side of the hall suddenly lit up, and the shadow of the black parchment of the Ten Death Order appeared in the formation.
Jin Wuji, who was originally dozing off in the corridor, suddenly jumped up with a start!
As everyone knows, the Ten Death Orders usually come with the target cultivator's soul imprint attached to make it easier for immortal hunters to track them down using various methods.
However, the previous Ten Death Order did not have this mark at the beginning.
It was not until the day before that news of the female cultivator Jianchou spread from Orion and this mark was released that Fei Xietian added it to the Ten Death Orders.
All cultivators have unique soul marks, and when a cultivator's soul is scattered, it is like a mountain collapsing, with dust flying everywhere. The Ten Death Orders made by Fei Xie Tian can detect this scattered "dust" and use it to determine the life and death of a cultivator.
Once it is determined that the monk is dead, the Ten Death Orders will automatically burn.
No matter where in Shangxu the cultivator who has completed the Ten Death Orders is, he can contact Fei Xietian when the order is ignited and obtain the reward he deserves.
The same is true today.
Jin Wuji had been in charge of this matter for nearly a thousand years, so he was familiar with it. As soon as the Ten Death Orders were completed, he coughed and directly asked the other party what he wanted through the formation.
But the other party's answer made him feel surprised and doubtful.
Do you want to ask the saint for advice in person and get his guidance
Jin Wuji was a little unsure for a moment, and just looked at the column of reward for killing on the Ten Death Orders again and again: The so-called promise of a saint is to make a wish within the scope of the saint's ability, and the other party will do his best to fulfill it.
In theory, the requirements for the person who completed the Ten Death Orders were not excessive.
But Feixietian also has its own customs.
Over the years, it was almost impossible for anyone to learn from them the identity of the person who issued the Ten Death Orders behind the scenes, because Fei Xie Tian would never reveal it.
Even Jin Wuji could only get in touch with the other party through this formation, but had no way of knowing who the other party was.
But this time, the reward for killing is really special...
"Why, can't I?"
Perhaps because there was no response for too long, the cultivator on the other side of the formation asked again. The voice became a little hazy and vague after being transmitted through the inter-star formation, and it was only vaguely felt that it was a female cultivator.
Jin Wuji hesitated for a moment and replied, "Wait a moment."
He didn't dare to act on his own, for fear of offending the saint behind him, so he decided to contact the saint first.
So he turned the huge formation plate in front of him.
The light from the formation suddenly became round, harmonious and intense.
In the blink of an eye, a slightly gloomy voice came from inside: "Is it done?"
"Reporting to the Saint, the matter has been accomplished, Jianchou is dead."
Although Jin Wuji didn't know who was talking to him on the other side of the formation, he could sense a heavy oppression from the voice. Cold sweat broke out on his head, and he no longer spoke with the arrogance he had shown before when facing the cultivator who had completed the Ten Death Orders. Instead, he was a little timid.
"It's just a wish made by the other party..."
"What wish?"
The saint on the other side of the formation asked.
Jin Wuji bowed and replied, "The other party said that he has some confusions on the path of cultivation and wants to consult the Saint Immortal in person. Please enlighten me."
Ask in person
In the distant Daluo Heaven, the caves of the saints are some obvious some hidden, scattered everywhere. The immortal residence of Master Bu Yu is not much different from the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple in the past.
But there are no more spiritual beasts.
There are no more three thousand human heads hanging around the tall Buddha statue. It is illuminated by the golden light in front of the lake, and looks kind and benevolent.
Master Buyu then sat cross-legged on the shoulders of the giant Buddha.
In front of him was a three-foot-wide circular formation, leading to Feixietian's Hall of Good and Evil.
When he heard these words coming from the formation, his brows frowned almost immediately, and the first thing that came to his mind was a strange fear.
The massacres on Orion and Xuanji were no longer a secret in Shangxu. Of course, he knew about it.
The strength of Yashan Jianchou is really strange.
Even compared to the Green Leaf Ancestor of that year, he is not inferior.
Just one night passed, and suddenly someone could kill her
But he was also clear that it was not Xie Tian's method.
No matter how you think about it, there's no reason to go wrong.
So this fear only appeared for a moment, and was wiped out by reason. Master Bu Yu closed his eyes solemnly, thought for a moment, and said: "I agree, but there is no need to meet in person. Let the monk enter the formation and talk to me."
After all, he still didn't want to reveal his identity.
Anyone who could receive the Ten Death Orders should not have reached the level of a Saint Immortal in cultivation. Even if one were to communicate with him through consciousness, it would be impossible to know his identity, not to mention that Fei Xietian's formation was in the middle.
Upon hearing this, Jin Wuji on the other side certainly did not dare to make any rebuttal. He just turned the formation over and said to the cultivator who had completed the Ten Death Orders on the other side of the formation, "The Saint Immortal has agreed", asking the other party to be ready, and then turned the formation over again. At the same time, he gathered the consciousness of the other party and the Saint Immortal into the same formation.
At this moment, a buzzing sound was heard between heaven and earth.
The two consciousnesses were like two golden lightnings, shining brightly in an instant!
The Silent Monk, who was perched high on the shoulder of the giant Buddha, was about to say "What doubts do you have?" when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
Another consciousness in the formation turned into a sword or gun in an instant!
Sharp advance!
“Boom!”
In front of the magnificent Temple of Good and Evil, the huge formation was completely unable to withstand this terrifying force, and after a deafening roar, it exploded!
The trembling light even affected the main hall!
The large area of black jade tiles covering it was blown away completely as if by a storm!
How could Jin Wuji, who was standing in front of the formation, react? The hat made of colorful feathers was instantly smashed to pieces, and the whole person was thrown directly against the wall of the hall. As he turned into his original form, he spit out a mouthful of blood!
One consciousness within the formation has already grabbed hold of another consciousness in this sudden change!
Master Buyu only felt that his consciousness was like a deep darkness, but then a sharp knife light slashed in!
The world before my eyes suddenly darkened.
The only thing that was lit was the gaze that penetrated through the formation, through the void, and pierced through powerfully!
He saw a pair of eyes, a pair of indifferent and cold eyes.
That outline was exactly the same as the portrait of Jianchou that he got from the god!
"Bang!"
Those two gazes seemed to become real and rushed towards him from the formation in front of him and from the depths of his consciousness!
Master Buyu felt his head explode, and blood began to flow from all his orifices!
The man could not sit firmly on the shoulder of the giant Buddha and fell from a great height as if he was hit hard by someone!
And the Fei Xie Tian's formation high up seemed unable to withstand the terrifying power of this gaze and collapsed with a loud bang.
As if it had never existed.
*
At the same time, on the desolate stars, the terrifying dark light in Jianchou's pupils quietly faded away. The Ten Death Order in front of him also burned out, floating down from mid-air, falling to the ground, blending with the dust, and could no longer be distinguished.
"It turned out to be him..."
This answer was really beyond her expectations.
The words of the Mist Fairy from the past could not help but echo in my ears: "It's just that my friend is really in Shangxu. If you meet him, please let him go. The devil is born in the heart, and he is innocent. Let him go..."
Jianchou lowered his eyes for a long time, but ultimately remained speechless.
She turned around and looked at the deep pit, and herself lying at the bottom of the pit. She just walked over and buried her with the scattered soil and rocks around her.
On this desolate and cold star, there stood a solitary grave.
There is a stone tablet in front of the tomb, with four words engraved on it: Tomb of Jianchou.
When the last horizontal stroke was drawn to the end, Jianchou's fingers trembled and then slowly moved away.
As if she was a little tired, she sat down on the ground casually.
Then he took out a small box from his sleeve.
The box was opened, revealing three broken sticks of purple incense inside.
Jianchou looked for a long time before blinking, slowly and calmly leaning on his own tombstone, raising his head and gazing upwards.
The sky is the universe.
In this desolate wasteland, there was nothing else except her and her own grave. Without the obstruction of dust and moisture, the boundless Milky Way was clear and bright, pouring into her eyes, reflecting her insignificance with its magnificence and grandeur.
But who says that you can’t see the sky from a well