Go south from the outer sea, go straight through the fog, and you will reach the Demon Realm.
The sky of this continent seems to be always covered by fog, especially in winter. Not only the air becomes extremely cold, but nine out of ten days are always gloomy. The clouds are very low, and it is so dark that no light can be seen. Even the entire city of Hanyuan looks desolate and cold.
Snow had started to fall around Hanyuan City since last night. All the demon cultivators who had gone out to hunt for the winter had returned to the city. No human voices could be heard except for the crows and sparrows screaming on the tree branches.
One foot stepped on the thick snow, leaving a deep pit.
The handsome young man walking on the snow had a very pale face, and it seemed that he was about to faint at any time.
However, every time his consciousness became blurred, the man behind him would casually touch him with his hand, and a pain from the soul would instantly wake him up, and even fainting became a luxury.
The demon cultivators guarding the city were wearing armor and holding sharp weapons. When they saw the two unfamiliar faces, they were about to stop them. However, Mo You expressionlessly took out a token and showed it to them. The two men's faces changed drastically. They opened the heavy iron gate, knelt on one knee, and respectfully welcomed him in.
Dao Jie glanced around and sneered, as if sighing: "They are all ants, but they can be ranked. How ridiculous."
There was no derogatory tone in his voice. He simply sighed, as if he really saw a group of ants crawling around. He had no murderous intent and no pity, just a sense of fun.
Such a condescending attitude made Mo You's eyes full of anger. He clenched his back teeth for a long time before suppressing his resentment. He said numbly: "We're here. You can recover here. I'll go find medicine for you."
The palace they arrived at was the new palace built by the Lord of Hanyuan City for Mo You. Serving in the palace were a group of black-clad guards from the Black Snake Tribe. They were all Mo You's confidants. Seeing that he was seriously injured, they hurriedly sent people to treat him.
Mo You said expressionlessly: "No need, let them go see the senior in the hall first."
Daojie vomited a lot of blood along the way. Mo You's spirit was extremely strong, and he could keenly sense that his pressure on him had weakened a lot. Maybe he was really seriously injured
Mo You's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the guard in the front and waved at him secretly.
His voice was extremely light: "Tell the Lord of Hanyuan City and other tribulation masters in the city to come here and heal this senior's injuries."
When he uttered the last two words, his pale face flushed with red, and he finally looked a little more spirited.
However, just as the guard received the order and stood up, before he walked out of the door, a golden light suddenly shot out from the depths of the hall. The guard opened his eyes wide, and before he knew what was happening, his body suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.
The warm blood splashed on his face, but Mo You's heart turned cold.
He raised his head, his eyes fixed on the hall with an unclear look, and felt a surge of humiliation from the very soul, which made him extremely angry and resentful, but he was unable to resist.
Dao Jie was still maintaining his lazy and rude sitting posture, with his hand resting on the soft animal skin. He moved his index finger, and Mo You outside the hall was strangled by the throat by an invisible force and dragged to his side in a miserable state.
"It was clearly you who begged me to come here, and now that I'm here, you want to kill me?" Dao Jie's fingers made a circle, and Mo You's soul was pulled out of his body, and he screamed in pain.
“You lowly people in the lower realms will never know how big the gap is between you and the upper realms.” Dao Jie looked at him with contempt and pointed to the ceiling. “There are no so-called mortals in the upper realms. Everyone can practice cultivation. Your so-called geniuses who can form a baby at the age of 100 are just ordinary people in the upper realms. As for the realm of ascension that you lowly people have been pursuing all your lives, there are as many of them as dogs in the upper realms. They are everywhere.”
"Ascending is only the starting point of cultivation. Above this is the Immortal Realm, and above that, there is the Dao Realm."
Dao Jie pointed his index finger, and Mo You's soul was pulled away bit by bit, struggling to gather back. When he got tired of playing, he let go and sneered: "You frogs in the well who have never seen the real sky, you really have never realized your own insignificance, right?"
Mo You's soul was about to collapse, and Dao Jie's words gave him the final blow.
He always felt that he was the most far-sighted and ambitious person in the world. Since his father's generation, they only wanted to turn the Black Snake Tribe into the strongest tribe in the demon world. Those who were more ambitious only wanted to invade the four continents to plunder resources and become the overlord of the cultivation world. They did not even dare to have the ambition to unify the entire world.
Mo You is different. What he wants is to use the resources of the entire world to help himself ascend and achieve true immortality and freedom. To this end, he has paid a huge sacrifice and price, and even did not hesitate to sacrifice the entire demon world as a wedding dress.
But at this moment, Daojie said that ascending to heaven was just an extremely common thing? The focus of his efforts was just the starting point of others' cultivation
He was in a trance for a moment, and Xie Mi'an took the opportunity to snatch control of his body.
As soon as Xie Mi'an woke up, he saw Dao Jie sitting right in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, then he knelt down respectfully, kowtowed and thanked him earnestly: "Thank you, Immortal Venerable, for bringing me back to the Demon Realm."
Daojie recognized at a glance that this was another person. He didn't care about the entanglement between the two, but it would certainly be more comfortable to have a more obedient person serve him, and this person seemed to know more.
He waved at Xie Mi'an and said, "You said that in this wasteland, there is still someone who has comprehended the laws of heaven and earth. Is it Wen from the Qingliu Sword Sect..."
"Wen Yun." Xie Mi'an reminded him of the name softly, and then he knelt in front of Dao Jie with an extremely obedient expression, and added: "Although this world is a wasteland, many talented people have emerged in recent years. Since you, the Immortal Venerable, want to rest here for a while, why don't I tie up all those people for you and verify one by one whether anyone has comprehended the laws of heaven and earth?"
This attitude obviously pleased Dao Jie. He laughed and praised casually, "You are smarter than the dog I raised when I was a child."
Xie Mi'an's fingers hidden in his sleeves trembled, and a feeling of humiliation and dull pain began to spread wildly in his chest. However, the coldness of the floor in the hall made the heat disappear quickly.
The flattering smile on his face did not fade, but he continued to say sincerely: "Following the Immortal Lord, I can see the truly vast world. I am willing to always be by your side and serve you."
In the evening, the snow fell even heavier.
When people in Hanyuan City heard that Mo You had returned, they hurried to the palace with a group of their trusted followers, only to find that the Demon Lord had changed his body again this time, but the cold and gloomy aura on his body remained the same, so they recognized him.
They already knew about Mo You's ability to possess other people's bodies, so they didn't dare to say much this time. They just bowed down in fear to the handsome young man in black.
Xie Mi'an looked at the group of demon cultivators coldly and spoke calmly, "Gather ten thousand troops and prepare to attack the four continents."
This sentence was extremely simple, and there was no need to think about its meaning. However, the Lord of Hanyuan City was startled when he heard this order, and said hesitantly: "Master Demon Lord, many tribes have been transferred to the outer sea and to the four continents, and they have not returned yet..."
Xie Mi'an's expression was still gentle, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face.
Of course he knew that many tribes of the demon race were transferred to the outer sea, but they were not heading to the four continents. Instead, their souls were devoured by Mo You and they were buried at the bottom of the outer sea.
Just like the 274 people in the Xie family, not a single life was spared.
The Lord of Hanyuan City felt that the Demon Lord seemed to be in better condition today than in the past, and he boldly continued, "Besides, the Demon Realm is now in the harsh winter, and the supplies are only enough to sustain food and clothing. If we want to cross the sea for an expedition, it may be difficult to continue."
Xie Mi'an interrupted him: "It's okay, we have the help of immortals now."
He bowed respectfully to the people in the hall, and said to the dumbfounded Hanyuan City Lord and others: "The immortal came to the world to help me unify the demon world, what do you have to fear? Do you want to disappoint the expectations of your ancestors?"
Daojie in the hall seemed to have heard these words and laughed loudly. When the Lord of Hanyuan City and others heard the voice inside, they were instantly shocked by the pressure and felt their hearts and minds were about to break. They were filled with fear and ecstasy.
Such cultivation! Could he really be an immortal
Could it be that the demon world is really going to be revived
Fight, fight, it would be best if all the people in the Demon Realm and the Four Continents were killed.
All members of the Xie family are dead, why are you still alive
Xie Mi'an looked at the ridiculous scene of people kowtowing and worshipping crazily in the hall, turned his head slightly and looked at the sky outside the hall.
I don't know when the snow started to fall again, fluttering and being blown by the wind onto Xie Mi'an's black hair.
The young man tightened the animal skin around his body. His pale face was half covered by soft fur. His ink-black eyebrows were extremely beautiful. He was surprisingly similar to his original self, as if he had returned to the Xie family in Xizhou and become the elegant and unparalleled young master of the Xie family.
Xie Mi'an thought, in fact, he and Mo You are so similar now, no wonder they are entangled together.
They are all the same, they only care about their own life or death.
"Hey, it's snowing."
As soon as he returned to the yard, Wen Yun felt something cold falling on his face. He looked up at the sky and saw that snowflakes had been floating in the sky. He exclaimed in surprise.
It is said that there is no such thing as winter in the area of Nanzhou and Fubuki Island, and snow is something that only happens once every hundred years... In the last hundred years, it was a fairy from Fubuki Island who set up a large snowfall formation, which broadened the horizons of mortals.
As it snowed again, the city suddenly became lively. Mortals and monks alike came out of their houses, and regardless of their status, they all looked at the falling snow with smiles on their faces.
This scene was extremely beautiful, but Ye Shubai's brows were tightly furrowed.
Wen Yun and he had a tacit understanding and immediately realized that something was wrong: "Is there something strange about the snow?"
"This snow is not caused by the formation." He said briefly, and then asked softly: "Wen Yun, do you still remember what Dao Jie said?"
She was never vague about serious matters, and accurately grasped the meaning of Ye Shu's words: "He said that this world will collapse and fall apart in about a thousand years, becoming a real wasteland."
"The unusual phenomena occurring in heaven and earth are the manifestations of the decline of energy in this world, which is gradually heading towards extinction." Master Su Yuan had walked out of the courtyard at some point. He held a sword in his right hand with a solemn expression. If he hadn't pinched a handful of candied fruit with his left hand and put it into his mouth, he would have really looked like an immortal.
Seeing that his complexion seemed to be better, Wen Yun was refreshed and asked, "Senior, have you recovered?"
There was murderous intent in her words, and she also took out her dragon bone staff, eager to try it out, as if she wanted to fly to the other side of the open sea to launch a sneak attack.
Master Su Yuan smiled with satisfaction: "You little girl really have the aura of a sword cultivator."
They all love to fight.
However, he changed the subject and said in a deep voice: "Dongxuan Realm has been using my soul as a guide to search for my whereabouts these days. Once I use the source of heaven and earth, my whereabouts will be exposed. I'm afraid I have to wait a few more days."
Wen Yun had no choice but to put away her wand in disappointment. After the entire box of newly bought candied dates was taken away by Master Su Yuan, the disappointment on her face became even more obvious.
After Master Su Yuan walked slowly back to the courtyard to recuperate, Ye Shubai quietly took two steps towards her and took out a lot of snacks from the mustard seed bag and handed them to her: "Here are some more."
Wen Yun was not interested in the snacks at the moment. She held her wand and looked up and sighed, "I am a vengeful person. I am not happy that Xie Mi'an is still alive."
After a pause, she added tentatively: "Perhaps a picture album can soothe my soul now?"
In the end, she still failed to get the album of her evil master. Ye Shubai was very principled on this matter and was very conscious of being a master, so he was extremely strict.
However, Wen Yun only mentioned it casually. After all, the current situation is tense and there are indeed many things to do, so he really has no time to study the picture book.
Now Qian Lishen is leading the disciples of Chuixue Island to set up defensive formations on the coastal islands. Wen Yun and Ye Shubai are also not idle. After settling the injured Master Su Yuan, they rushed to help.
The first place they arrived at was the big island where the survivors were settled in the past, which was also the branch island of the Tenth Peak.
The two men had just landed on the ground with their swords when two half-grown figures flew over on swords from not far away. Perhaps because they had only just learned the sword-riding technique not long ago, they fell to the ground crookedly after just floating half a foot high. They could only run towards this side dragging their swords in shame.
Wen Yun looked at them with a smile on his face. Aren’t these two guys Shen Xinghai’s disciples
After not seeing them for a few months, they have actually reached the Qi Refining stage. They are no longer wrapped in animal skins like they were in the Demon Realm before, but are properly dressed in the white Qingliu Sword Sect disciple uniform. It seems that Shen Xinghai modified it for them using his own disciple uniform. Coupled with swords that are almost as tall as them, they have the aura of young sword cultivators.
"Uncle Ye, Uncle Wen!"
Heishi ran very fast, and after hurriedly bowing, he looked at Wen Yun with bright eyes: "Did the master go to look for you first? Ah Xiu and I waited for a long time but he didn't come back. Did he come back to pick us up this time?"
The child's innocent question reminded Wen Yun of Shen Xinghai's current situation of complete destruction. Her heart sank, but she couldn't say such a cruel thing in front of the child, so she had to pretend to be normal, patted Heishi's head and said softly: "Your master is now handling affairs in the sect, and he is too lost to come back, so he asked me to look after you. Are you two practicing well on the island?"
Ah Xiu held the sword in his arms with great effort, and said loudly with a serious face: "We cultivators should fight against the heavens. If we don't practice for a day, we will be considered defeated, so we dare not slack off!"
Wen Yun: “…”
Ye Shubai: “…”
The strange tone made it clear whose disciple he was.
After distributing the snacks they brought with them to the two young sword cultivators, Wen Yun and Ye Shubai did not stay any longer and quickly set up formations around the island.
"I have improved the formation a bit and arranged it based on the source of heaven and earth."
Wen Yun used the magic wand as a pen and hung it above the open sea. The tip of the wand faintly flashed with golden light, which represented the source of power of heaven and earth. As the magic wand moved, one golden line after another fell into the sea, turning into an invisible force and began to form a formation.
Ye Shubai listened very carefully, his eyes closely following the location where Wen Yun's magic wand fell, and the wooden sword in his hand was also faintly swinging.
The little fire dragon flew out lazily, flapping its wings with great effort, and discussed with Ye Shubai: "I also have some attainments in formations. If you kneel down and beg me, I might be able to give you some advice if I'm in a good mood..."
Before he could finish his words, Ye Shubai had already taken out a beautiful gem, which was worth a medium-grade spiritual jade.
The little fire dragon, who was just boasting, quickly swallowed it up and praised with a flattering smile: "Dad! You are really a dad! Come, I will teach you how to draw!"
Wen Yun looked at Ye Shubai after he had set up a defensive formation. He then exclaimed in surprise, "You actually put magic power and spiritual power in the same formation?"
Although the two were not truly integrated together, but with the cooperation of each other, they vaguely had the taste of the source of power of heaven and earth, emitting a faint golden light.
Ye Shubai did not take credit for it, and said truthfully: "Xiaohong and I painted it together."
In fact, he now has some experience in magic, and if he draws the array himself he can combine the two together, but he has always been calm and low-key, and does not want to compete for the credit with the little red pig.
He vaguely realized that the magic power he used to temper his soul had gradually begun to merge with the spiritual power used to temper his body. If it could be improved to a higher level, it might be able to be cultivated into the source power of heaven and earth.
It’s ridiculous to say, the reason why magic exists in the world of cultivation is all because of the Dongxuan Realm.
They regarded this world as their own breeding farm and made up a lie about ascension. For the sake of convenience, every time they descended, they were teleported down through the Xuantian Secret Realm. However, that piece of land was actually a piece of land from the upper realm, so naturally there was the source of power of heaven and earth.
If there was no land, there would naturally be no Tenth Peak, Wen Yun would never be able to use magic in his life, and naturally the truth would never be revealed today.
The so-called cause and effect is so mysterious.
When Ye Shubai was about to tell Wen Yun about this, a person suddenly flew over the sea, staggering and about to fall into the sea before reaching the shore.
"Xiao Hong!"
Wen Yun called out hurriedly, and □□ instantly transformed from a little pig back into its original huge form. It flapped its wings and rushed towards the man, stirring up huge waves while catching him steadily.
The young male cultivator had simply exhausted his spiritual power and strength, but the moment he saw the little fire dragon, he screamed "Monster" and almost fainted from fright.
Fortunately, Wen Yun and Ye Shubai arrived at this time, helped him up, and performed a healing spell on him.
"Daoyou, what's wrong with you?"
With the help of the healing technique, the cultivator's spiritual power had not yet recovered, but his spirit had eased a lot. He no longer cared about the huge monster under him, and panted and said, "I am sent by the head of the Yu family to report the news. Our spies have discovered traces of a large number of demon cultivators in the outer sea. They are crossing the sea towards the four continents! I'm afraid they will arrive in two days!"
The spiritual power on that big island that separates the outer sea and the inner sea is extremely weak, and even the jade slips often cannot transmit messages. No wonder they sent people to notify in person. If Yu Jianli hadn't been there to guard it this time, I'm afraid the four continents would have been caught off guard again like they did before!
I'm afraid the demon cultivators didn't expect that the Four Continents would be able to detect their traces so quickly. If they intercept and kill them now, they might be able to gain the upper hand!
Ye Shubai waved his hand, placed the cultivator from the Yu family on the island, and then flew up on his sword.
Wen Yunyi did not stop, pointed his wand and said seriously: "Let's go!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from afar: "Fellow Daoist Ye, Fellow Daoist Wen, wait for us to go with you!"
Wen Yun looked back and saw a group of strong and tall monks walking on the sea in the distance, each holding a big knife in his hand. The handsome young man in the lead shouted angrily, swung his knife, and cut a path in the sea water!
"Dongzhou Jiang Clan, come and slay the demon!"
The moment the knife came out, the black clothes on his body could not withstand the powerful spiritual power and exploded into rags. The refined muscle lines seemed even stronger and stronger under the impact of the sea water, as beautiful as a sculpture!
Before Wen Yun could see the scene clearly, Ye Shubai quickly stepped forward and blocked her view.
She had no choice but to turn her head, only to find that a large group of people were rushing over from the distance. Each of them had a graceful figure like a fairy, and they were using the talismans of Fubuki Island.
Sure enough, the handsome young man in the lead was Qian Lishen.
After seeing clearly that the person coming was the sword cultivator from the Jiang family, the faces of all the disciples on Chuixue Island turned cold, and the sword cultivator's face naturally didn't look very good either.
Wen Yun's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the demon cultivators had arrived and the two families were about to start fighting among themselves? Wouldn't this be a repeat of the history of five hundred years ago
Jiang Si carried the knife and looked at Qian Lishen from a distance. He said in a lukewarm voice, "My Jiang family has expelled the demon cultivators from Dongzhou. I heard that there are demon cultivators invading from the outer sea. I would like to borrow your way to eliminate the demons. I hope that fellow Daoist Qian can consider the overall situation."
Qian Lishen stared at him for a moment, then waved his sleeves and shouted coldly: "Do you think I am here to stop you? I, the disciple of Chuixue Island, am not a coward. We are also ready to stop the demon cultivator this time!"
After this conversation, the atmosphere on both sides eased a lot. They stopped communicating and just ran silently towards the big island where the Yu family was stationed.
Wen Yun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Ye Shubai on the dragon bone wand.
On the way, she couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect the upper beams of your generation were so rotten, but these lower beams are all very straight."
Whether it was the Jiang family, Chuixue Island, or the two great elders of the Qingliu Sword Sect, the original generation of Ye Shubai were all extremely treacherous and evil, deceiving the people and seeking fame, and the cultivation world was in a mess. If it were them, now that the demon cultivators were invading again, it is estimated that each family would just hide in their own territory and not come out, or plan to take advantage of whichever family was unlucky.
However, these monks of the next generation are all very presentable.
Ye Shubai was flying his sword with Wen Yun. After hearing this, he said calmly, "In fact, my generation was also upright. However, the cultivators who truly had a heart for the Tao went to the outer seas to fight against the demon cultivators. They died to protect the people. Instead, those who were afraid of death hid in the back and survived to the end. This showed that the morals of the cultivation world were corrupt."
People of his generation actually lived an exceptionally heroic life.
At that time, the four continents had already fallen, and the army of demons was almost everywhere, capable of doing any evil thing.
The four sword cultivators of the Qingliu Sword Sect who were in the Tribulation Crossing Stage died all at once. The mighty and geniuses of the major families and sects also died tragically at the hands of the evil cultivators while trying to protect the people. Some young children who were only in the Qi Refining Stage also stepped forward to protect their relatives and were slaughtered by the evil cultivators.
There was also a heavy snow at that time, but the four continents were not dyed white, but dyed blood red everywhere.
Wen Yun flew in the air with his dragon bone magic wand under his feet, and said solemnly: "I don't cultivate any Taoist heart, I only understand one truth."
"Um?"
"If you get hit, you have to hit back!"