In front of them is a bridge.
The bridge body was built from the edge of the cliff and extended towards the end of the sky. In the extreme distance, there is a dangling Lingxiao Shimen, the naked eye can't estimate how big it is.
"Master, do you remember? You told us before that long, long ago, all the demons were in chaos. After Gou Chen Shanggong helped Fuxi to pacify the demon bandits, he expelled the demon clan from the world. I hope they will settle down."
Stepping Xianjun looked at the magnificent stone gate in the distance, and said: "The Demon Venerable was defeated, and he fled with his armor. After returning to the Demon Realm, he was very ashamed of his defeat, so he ordered all the doors to connect with the world to be blocked. , and from now on have no contact with the world."
He paused and continued: "But nothing is absolute, just in case, the Demon Venerable still left the last opening... This is the one in front of him."
There was a roar of thunder and lightning.
"The Gate of Martyrdom."
But Chu nightning's eyes are not on the door of martyrdom at all. Since he came here, he has almost been staring at the huge bridge that connects the demon domain and the back mountain of life and death.
When he saw the bridge, he was surprised at first, then his face turned pale, and in the end, his whole body seemed very broken, almost madly broken.
He turned his head sharply: "Mo Weiyu, are you crazy?!! This bridge..."
"This bridge is so spectacular." Mingming had a panoramic view of Chu nightning's reaction. Treading Xianjun still smiled slightly, raised his eyelids, and asked knowingly, "What's wrong with you? Don't you like it?"
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The five-foot-wide bridge in front of me did not use half a piece of wood and half a nail. From beginning to end, it is made of human bodies stacked together!
Those corpses are stacked one upon another, hanging in the high sky, stretching over and over into a bridge of dead people with no end in sight. The corpses, men and women, old and young, were densely packed like ant rafts, leading directly to the gate of the majestic state of the devil. How many are there? It is simply immeasurable.
"Since it is the gate of martyrdom, there must be a road to martyrdom."
Ta Xianjun looked indifferent, it seemed that there was no difference between these corpses and the stones picked up by the roadside and the wood piles in the forest. Then he blew his whistle, and a dazzling blue light suddenly lit up in the distance of the long bridge, as if something was running towards them from the far end.
"Actually, there are some secrets about the devil world, and the master is not clear." After stepping on the fairy, he turned his head and smiled at Chu Wanning. "If you don't dislike it, the disciple will talk to the master."
Chu nightning: "..."
"Master only knew that when Fuxi and Mozun fought, Gouchen Shanggong betrayed him and created the first 'sword' for Fuxi. Although he has nothing to do with the Lord of Ten Thousand Arms, he can punish Gouchen's clansmen. All his mother clan will be expelled from the devil world."
Stepping Xianjun carried his sleeves, looking at the faint blue light in the distance, his voice was low.
"The demons have been domineering in spiritual power since ancient times. It is precisely because of this powerful bloodline that they consume a lot of physical energy. Only by continuously eating the grains and fish that grow in the demon world can they supply their spiritual cores to circulate normally."
"After Gouchen Shanggong's mother family was living in the world, because they couldn't get suitable food for a long time, the spiritual core gradually began to shrink and mutate, and in the end most of them became waste without the power of the chicken. The only thing they have in their bodies is The characteristics of the demons are just bodies suitable for cultivation and breeding."
Speaking of this, Step Xianjun paused and turned back to look at Chu Wanning: "Master should know, what kind of race is that Gouchen mother family?"
"..." Even if he didn't want to answer, but the matter was very important, Chu nightning was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "The sphenoid beauty seat?"
"Not bad." Stepping on Xianjun's palm and smiling, "It's the sphenoid beauty seat."
"The sphenoid beauty Xiben is also an extremely powerful demon. In order to inherit the lineage, the demons have transformed into a cauldron physique over a long period of time. The combination of a body that was originally suitable for dual cultivation and a powerful spiritual core can make their descendants last longer, and a generation is stronger than one generation. A generation. But the door to the demon world is closed, and they can no longer get the supply of spiritual power, so the powerful spiritual core no longer exists, and they only have a body full of spirituality."
"Of course." It seemed that he had remembered someone, and the black eyes of Teng Xianjun seemed to dim for a moment, "There is also the outstanding appearance that the demons are born with."
These don't need him to say more, Chu nightning is also clear.
There are only two views on the beauty seat in the world of comprehension: meat that can be eaten, and a double repair furnace for sleeping.
Before the Xuanyuan Fair auction, Song Qiutong was used as an auction item. Isn't that why? Even a reasonable person like Jiang Xi would not regard the beauty seat as a living person, let alone those other monks with bad character.
"Beautiful face and attractive body, if it is on the strong, it is the icing on the cake." Stepping Xianjun said, and glanced at Chu Wanning.
After a while, he continued: "But if these two things appear on the weak, it is a bird's feather in the snow and a white fox in the dark night. It is bound to be violated and slaughtered."
The line of blue light in the distance is still slowly approaching, approaching...
Stepping Xianjun said: "At the beginning, the Butterfly Bone Clan still retained the power of the Demon Clan and could coexist with mortals. But gradually, the power became weaker and weaker, and finally almost completely annihilated. The result is as you and I can see, in the beginning of the Hongmeng. In the era, the weak eat the strong, and the pure sphenoid beauty seat will soon be wiped out. The remaining ones can only hide their identities for the sake of self-protection."
"...how to hide it."
"Well, this is the first time you have asked me something since we met." Step Xianjun rolled his eyes and said lightly, "It's actually very simple, you should remember that when Song Qiutong cried, the tears were golden. This is a demon. The characteristics of the family, if you want to hide your identity, it’s better not to shed tears.”
Chu nightning did not say a word.
Not shedding tears is easy to say, but it's not an easy thing.
The sphenoid beauty is naturally stunning, and she stands out from the crowd. If it arouses suspicion, the monks have some means to force them to cry.
"Those undiscovered beauties survived. Some of them lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and some chose to marry mortals... Those who marry mortals have children that sometimes follow the devil, and sometimes follow people. If they follow the devil, the small It is difficult for children to control themselves. When they are wronged, they cry and they are seen as golden. Then both adults and children will be in disaster. In their bodies, there is no telling which generation will give birth to a sphenoid beauty seat."
Hearing him here, Chu nightning suddenly thought of a person, so he frowned slightly and said three words.
"Song Xingyi..."
"Oh, Song Xingyi, the leader of Huabi hundreds of years ago." Ta Xianjun nodded, "Yes, in the process of multiplying children, occasionally there will be very lucky children, they are exactly the same as ordinary people, crying There are not golden tears left, and the body will not have obvious characteristics of the furnace, and even because the blood is mixed just right, it can quickly form a spiritual nucleus, and the spiritual power is overbearing and does not lose to the pure demon. But this possibility is very small, a few Thousands of years have passed, and the sphenoid beauty seat that has reached the ability of a grandmaster can be clearly counted with one hand."
He said, and stretched out his five narrow fingers, and some mockery seemed to be amusingly shaking in front of his eyes.
After a while, he continued: "So, in such a precarious situation, many sphenoid beauty seats are thinking of going back to the demon world. As long as they go back, they will no longer have to live a life of fear and never cry for a lifetime. , no longer have to worry about being sold as a stove or dismantled to make soup. In those war-torn years when people are frantically looking for beautiful seats to make a living, they don't have to cut their faces, worrying that their beautiful skin will kill them calamity."
He spoke in a slow voice for so long, the blue light in the distance finally blurred and a shadow could be seen. It seemed that five horses were pulling a chariot, galloping from the road of martyrdom.
Stepping Xianjun said: "However, it is not so easy to return to the devil world. The devil has a blood feud with Gouchen Shanggong. In his eyes, Gouchen Shanggong is a traitor and has betrayed the gods. So Gou Chen Yi The pulse capital should be linked to nine clans, and it will not be able to stand up from generation to generation. Of course he does not want to let the desolate beauties return to their hometowns."
"… "
The heavy rain was still rushing down, and the world was wet and dank.
Stepping Xianjun looked at the carriage from far to near, and it took a long time to continue: "It was not until the first generation of demons was annihilated and the second generation of demons succeeded, the new emperor only let go."
Chu nightning's eyes moved slightly: "He allowed the beauty seat to return to the devil?"
"Allow." Ta Xianjun smiled, "However, as Master saw, he set up a natural barrier that cannot be crossed without using forbidden techniques. If those beauties want to go home, they must do this. ."
Chu nightning's heart was tight, and he vaguely understood the whole story.
Step Xianjun casually pointed at the bridge of the sea of corpses in front of him, and said: "Look at the road of martyrdom in front of you. It is the only bridge that can connect the entrance to the devil world and the human world. This bridge must be used by living people. Only by volunteering to sacrifice can we slowly go down."
He smiled and said: "A dead man who is willing to sacrifice his own life to pave the way for others, to find one is lucky, to find five is great luck, to find a hundred is to be damned. If you live well, who would volunteer for the Demon Race The heir goes home and dies?"
Chu nightning raised his eyes: "So, you must know the chess game."
Ta Xianjun didn't expect that he would answer the call, and was stunned for a moment, before showing his teeth: "Not bad."
He turned his head to look at this magnificent road of martyrdom, and his pupils gradually narrowed: "These people are the ones who have confused their minds with precious chess games over the years and made them willing to sacrifice."
"... how many people did you kill."
Stepping Xianjun rolled his eyes, his black and purple pupils stared at him faintly, after a while, he spit out two words: "All."
"…!"
"Almost all."
The bridge in front of you seems to be endless, boundless, and everything seems to be quiet in the rainstorm, and it seems that there are ghosts everywhere screaming, crying, hoarse roaring, and begging for mercy.
Chu nightning shuddered.
"Do you know how long this bridge is?" Without waiting for Chu nightning to answer, Stepping Xianjun said calmly, "This seat has almost killed all the people in this world, and I am afraid that there are not even 10,000 people alive. It's here. But the bridge is only half full - the rest, even if the last 10,000 people are killed, can't be filled."
"..." Chu nightning is almost cold, "So, to open the door of life and death in time and space?"
"You can always think of the worst answer at once." Step Xianjun said lightly, "Yes, you must open the door of life and death in time and space, and then get enough precious pieces from another world to complete this road. "
The rain waterfall is turbulent, and the turbulent flow is not in a hurry on the enchantment where the two are placed. They look at each other, their brown eyes staring at the purple and black ones, and finally the thunder and the air are accompanied by Chu Xiaoning's almost furious scolding—
"You guys are crazy!"
Stepping Xianjun just rolled up a sneer in the purple lightning light: "This seat knows that you will react this way." He said, turning his eyes away, the carriage and horse are approaching, and gradually he can recognize the details.
"The gate of time and space, Zhen Longqi." He paused, "It's better to have a rebirth technique. When someone does all of these, the gate to the devil world will open again. They can all return to their homeland."
"..." Chu nightning was shaking, and his anger and horror almost made him speechless.
"You must want to ask, why do you have to break these forbidden techniques before the Demon Venerable allows them to go home?" Ta Xianjun looked at the approaching carriages and horses indifferently, with rare understanding, "It's actually very simple. The three forbidden techniques were created by Gouchen Shanggong, representing the ability of the demons to penetrate the sky and the earth, but in the end, they were regarded as the source of disaster by Gouchen, please ban Fuxi and tear the scroll secret technique apart."
He paused for a moment, then continued: "The Meirenxi family was convicted of Gouchen, and naturally they should also show their determination to be incompatible with Gouchen and to make a clean break. They must stand opposite Gouchen's upper palace and offend Fuxi Tianwei in order to gain access to the Demon Domain. forgive."
Suddenly there was a long neigh, and the five demon hordes broke out from the flames of the road of martyrdom. Facing the miserable wind and rain in the world, they raised their heads majestic and stood in front of the bridge.
Stepping on Xianjun's black robe flying, he stepped forward and stroked a Tianma with a skull and head. He looked sideways at Chu Wanning and said: "Breaking the forbidden technique, violating the gouchen Shang Palace, and swearing to be the enemy of Fuxi. Fang is worthy of the descendants of the demon race. Everything Hua Binan is planning is for the beauty seat family, does Master understand at this moment?"