Chapter One

The sun is setting, outside Huaiyuan Town.

At this time, there were not many people on the sparsely populated country road, and a group of children stood at the end of the road, which was clearly divided into two sides.

One of the children, half a head taller than his companions, with sharp edges and corners, was yelling at one of the opponents at this time: "

Zhang Daniu, I would like to accept the bet. You have already lost a round just now, and we will win this round." , when you see me in the town, you have to call me Big Brother! And you can't pester Xiao Cui from now on!"

The kid called Daniu, who was already big and round at a young age, snorted: "Cheng Ah, Xiaogou Liang, I just won a round with a trick for you by chance, and I will not show mercy in this round!" The

child surnamed Liang rolled his eyes when he heard this, and immediately said: "The last round was a question you put up, this round should I'm determined."

"How do you compare?"

"It's up to whoever climbs this Wenliang Mountain first!"

"It's a deal!"

As soon as the words fell, the child surnamed Liang rushed out, leaving the rest The man who called Daniel was stunned for a moment, and then he chased after him cursing.

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The sky is getting darker, and the mountain road is more quiet. A child is walking quickly in the forest, with a straight nose and thin lips, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, especially at a young age, but there is an ancient spirit The feeling of being a ghost is precisely the kid who bet with Daniel before, named Liang Yan. At this moment, he suddenly stopped and looked at the sky.

"I didn't expect to compete with Daniel and the others at this time. I won't go back now. I'm afraid my father will be nagging again..."

But then I thought to myself: "I don't know when the area around the top of the mountain has been moved. Hands and feet, rushing up indiscriminately, you can only turn around in the end. This should be the formation that Mr. Zhenli mentioned. I found a secret road that could lead directly to the top of the mountain by chance that day, but Daniel didn't know the trick. This time I will definitely lose to Me!"

Liang Yan couldn't help feeling hot when he thought that he would be able to sit firmly as the boss among the children in the town from now on.

"Forget it, hurry up and go back this time, after I get to the top of the mountain and tease Daniel well, and then go home quickly, it won't take too much time, at most it will be some punishment!

" Liang Yan stepped on his feet, lowered his head and ran wildly. The road in the mountains was already familiar to him.

Just as he was running, he suddenly felt a soft force coming from him. Suddenly, his feet slipped and he sat back down. When he looked up, he saw a tall figure standing in front of him.

The visitor came with a high hat, a linen robe, and boots, tied around his waist with a hemp rope, and a small rag bag tied to it. His eyes were closed tightly, and he was leaning on a branch in his right hand. He turned out to be a blind old man.

Liang Yan regained his composure, got up from the ground, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, old man, I was reckless and bumped into you accidentally."

The old man smiled slightly, but he was not angry. Instead, he said gently: "The front should be Huaiyuan Town, are you a child in the town?"

Although his voice was soft, Liang Yan felt a sense of peace of mind for some reason, and immediately replied respectfully: "The old man guessed right, boy He just lives in the town."

Hearing this, the old man rubbed his chin and said, "It's so late that you are still running up the mountain, you must have something urgent to do? Young people, don't worry about me, old man, just go and do your own thing. "

Liang Yan looked at the branch in the old man's hand with some hesitation, and the old man seemed to be aware of it, and said: "Don't worry, little boy, the old man walks all year round, relying on this branch, he will never go astray After hearing this

, Liang Yan looked at him with some suspicion. From the beginning to now, Liang Yan always had a feeling that although the old man's eyes were closed from the beginning to the end, there was a kind of see-through feeling all over his body. It felt that this taste was really weird, which made him vigilant.

"In this case, the boy will go first, the mountain road is rough, the old man be careful." Liang Yan imitated the appearance of a traveling businessman in the town, cupped his fists, and turned his head to rush to the top of the mountain.

Wenliang Mountain is not high at all, it can only be regarded as a small hill at best. But being delayed by the old man on the way, coupled with Liang Yan's unreasonable panic, when he arrived at the entrance of the secret passage in his memory, it was already half-empty.

"It should be here."

Liang Yan pushed aside the plants at the entrance of the cave, but was stunned for a moment, and saw that the entrance of the cave had been completely blocked by a pile of rubble.

"What the hell is going on here? It's over, isn't it a waste of time to fetch water from the bamboo basket?"

After all, he is only a kid in his teens, and he has been thinking about the competition all day long. Unable to win, there was a huge loss in my heart for a while, and I didn't know how long I walked in a daze. By the time I realized it, I had already reached the top of the mountain.

"Suspicion? Why is there no barrier on the top of the mountain today, and I came up inexplicably?" Full

of doubts, Liang Yan walked around the top of the mountain and looked up at the sky again.

"At this time, Daniel hasn't come up yet, so he should have given up. It seems that I won in the end! Well, I have to go home quickly, otherwise my father will definitely nagging me for a long time.

" Fan Bidou still had the last laugh, the boredom in his heart was swept away, and he immediately walked down the mountain with big strides.

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The moon and stars are sparse, and under the night sky, Huaiyuan Town is extremely quiet tonight.

There was no sound on the empty street. It is reasonable to say that the residents of Huaiyuan Town did not go to bed so early, but not to mention the residents now, not even a domestic animal or horse was seen.

At this time, a sigh suddenly came from the roof of an ordinary house:

"Hmph, I haven't seen you for many years, I didn't expect Brother He's methods to become more and more despicable."

There was no beginning or end to what he said, and no one responded to him. The person who spoke was an old man with a crown. He was sitting cross-legged on the roof with his eyes closed, like an old monk in meditation. If Liang Yan was here, he would definitely recognize that this person was the old man he met on the mountain road.

At this moment, a strong man sprang out from the end of the street, tall and big, wearing a short linen shirt, carrying a shovel behind his back, and dressed like a farmer. The weirdest thing is that his eyes are dull, his eyeballs are rolled up, and the corners of his mouth are crooked, as if he looks demented.

Although he is demented, his steps are quick, and he has rushed to the front of the old man's house in the blink of an eye, then jumped up, pulled out the shovel behind his back, and went straight to his face.

Seeing the menacing approach, the old man did not dodge or evade, and still sat cross-legged, but flicked the middle finger of his right hand, and a little fire under the night sky galloped towards the strong man.

Hearing a puff, the flames entered his body, the strong man kept walking, but suddenly there was a muffled sound on his body, and then it exploded, three parts of his body exploded in a blink of an eye.

But the strange thing is that no blood splashed out from the blasted hole, the strong man shrank like a leaky ball, and a green vine grew out of each of the three holes on his body, extending along the wall of the house to the roof. superior.

The old man frowned slightly, waved his left sleeve, and a faint wall of fire spread around. The vines made a sizzle sound when they met the wall of fire, and turned into a light mist.

At this moment, the change occurred again, the roof where the old man sat exploded suddenly, and two sword lights attacked him from bottom to top. And many farmers rushed out of the nearby houses, some with swords, some with iron rods, all of these people have facial dementia without exception, but their movements are so fast that they can hardly be seen clearly.

The old man's brows became tighter, and he soared into the sky, making a quick tactic with his right hand, muttering something in his mouth. Dozens of short knives were shot out from its cuffs, shooting at the surrounding farmers with incomparable precision.

Just like the previous man, these people stabbed their bodies in mid-air, but no normal blood flowed out. Instead, a few vines shot out from the wound and went straight to the old man.

The old man seemed quite afraid, his face was serious, his left hand drew a circle in front of him, and his right hand kept making gestures. A big flame bell appeared around the body, on which were engraved with flames various simple inscriptions, and a majestic aura emanated from it.

As soon as the big clock appeared, the old man was buckled inside the clock. As soon as the vines shot from around hit the flaming big clock, they immediately turned into thick black smoke and dissipated.

At this time, a chuckle suddenly came: "The Vulcan Bell is one of the eight secret skills of the sect. When it is cultivated to great success, all evils will not avoid it, and the demons will recede. I just don't know how far Senior Brother Yan has practiced?" "Huh! Yan's supernatural

power No matter what level you have cultivated, Junior Brother He can just learn it. But I didn't expect that you, the dignified He Muqing, would set up this Yimu soul-detaining array in order to avoid my pursuit. Although this array was created by the senior masters of the sect, But the formation needs to be guided by living people, which is really harmful to the morality. The new suzerain has explicitly banned this formation as a sect forbidden technique. I didn't expect you to be so mad. This Yimu soul arrest is done, and there are more than 300 innocent people in the town I am afraid that the lives of mortals have already been murdered by you?!"

These words were just and righteous, but the man in the dark laughed loudly, his laughter was like madness, as if he heard the best words in the world. laugh at the joke.

"Blind Yan! Do you still want to do this in front of me? We wise people don't talk dark words. If I die today and the things are yours, I am afraid that no one in this town will survive. With your blind man Yan The method will let go of any mortal who may leak the news? In this case, it is better to use it for me."

Yan Xiazi frowned slightly, but his consciousness had quietly spread, as if he was looking for something.

"Junior Brother, don't talk nonsense, or you should be arrested obediently, go back to the sect with me to plead guilty, maybe you can get forgiveness from the sect master, and it's unknown if you will get a glimmer of life." "Hmph, other people don't know you, so I don't know?

" The man in the dark said coldly: "Back then, Senior Brother and Senior Sister Liu were such arrogant figures, but you both forced them to death!"

Blind Yan snorted coldly: "That's because they were arrogant and frivolous, made friends carelessly, and finally fell into the devil's way! Yan was forced to do it."

"Hahaha, it's a last resort. To put it nicely, it's nothing more than killing people and seizing treasures, just like what you're doing now! You've been wandering around here on the top of Wenliang Mountain for many days, secretly using the sect's secret treasure to ask your heart A ray of energy was injected into my body to prevent me from escaping and running away. Hehe, do you really think I don't know? But you never thought that instead of escaping, I set up Yimu to arrest the soul in this town, and even wanted to arrest you Kill here? Hahaha!"

Yan Xiazi let out a long sigh: "So, there is no need to talk at all..."

As soon as the word "Talk" came out, Yan Xiazi suddenly shot out with lightning, and a fiery red streamer shot out , shot straight at a large water tank in the old house on the corner of the street, and with a bang, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi came out of the water tank in embarrassment.

This person is naturally the so-called "Junior Brother He" He Muqing, he is tall and thin, with eagle eyes and a broad nose, his body is covered in flames, and his face shows horror.

He repeatedly pinched the formula with both hands, the blue light all over his body fluctuated, his skin also turned green, and there were even simple inscriptions looming on it, trying to resist the flames around him.

However, the flames were like tarsal maggots, even the middle-aged man could not extinguish them with all his efforts.

Yan Xiazi had escaped to the sky above He Muqing at this time, he muttered something, and then opened his mouth to spit it out. Four ancient fire nails shot out from his mouth, firmly nailing He Muqing's limbs to the ground.

At this time, Yan Xiazi smiled slightly and said: "Your brother has grown up, and your prisoner's wooden armor has only reached the level of Xiaocheng, how can it resist my fire wolf poison?" He touched his chin, showing a smug look .

At this moment, he has the chance to win, and was about to go down to search for the soul to find the treasure of the teacher's school, but suddenly something happened!

He Muqing lying on the ground suddenly collapsed like a deflated ball, leaving only a piece of skin on the ground in a blink of an eye.

And a large number of vines grew from his body, as thick as a child's arm, soaring into the sky, forming a wooden cage, locking Yan Xiazi inside.

Yan Xiazi only felt that the movement of spiritual power in his body was as jerky as a quagmire, and he couldn't use half of his magical powers at all!

At the same time, there was a rumbling loud noise from the ground, eight places in the town collapsed, and eight wooden stakes the size of water tanks rose from the ground, faintly forming a mysterious restriction.

Then the roofs of houses in the whole town exploded one after another, and more than 300 people in the whole town flew into the sky at this time.

These people were all dumb-faced, with strange formulas formed in their hands, and then they opened their mouths, and more than 300 rattan sticks were shot at Yan Xiazi who was trapped in the wooden prison.

These vines were as black as ink, emitting a foul smell. After shooting out the canes, everyone's bodies wilted rapidly, falling from the sky like mummies, without any vitality.

Yan Xiazi was in the formation, but he felt an overwhelming corrosive atmosphere surrounding him, eating away at his physical body bit by bit, even with his cultivation level, he couldn't resist it.

To make matters worse, his consciousness seemed to be affected, and his thinking became slower and slower.

Just before he completely lost his sanity, his left hand touched the rag pouch around his waist indiscriminately, and the next moment he completely remained still and fell downward.

At this time, there was a flash of blue light on the ground, and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi came out from the ground, looked at Yan Xiazi's body and said with a smile:

"Senior brother, you have talked to me many times because you want to find out where I am hiding in the formation Is it a place? It's a pity that you have calculated everything, and you don't know that I have refined the incarnation outside my birth. Hiding it here is to lead you to the killing position of the big formation, right? Hahaha!" Thinking of Yan

Xiazi After he died, the Zongmen found out the clues for him. From then on, he could be said to be flying like a bird, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

He flipped his hands to put Yan Xiazi's storage bag away, but suddenly he felt the spiritual power in his whole body tighten, and then it poured down uncontrollably to his feet.

He Muqing was shocked, and instinctively wanted to use the shield technique to fly into the sky, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead and could not leave the ground at all.

He swept down with his consciousness, and saw that a few fire-scarred spiders had pierced half of their heads into the soles of the feet. These spiders were connected end to end to form a line, and the other end of the line was Yan blind lying on the ground.

He Muqing's spiritual power disappeared in an instant, and then the vitality in his body also quickly disappeared, his eyes widened, and he only murmured "The Nether Fire Spider..." before falling down.

As his anger quickly passed away, on the other side, the face of Yan Xiazi who was about to die gradually turned rosy, his anger gradually recovered, and he finally crawled up slowly.

The two of them fought, although it was only for a moment, but the intrigue was really dangerous. But it was the blind old man who had the last laugh.

He swept the dust off his body, looked down at He Muqing's body, and said mockingly: "Since I got this Nether Fire Spider, I have always regarded it as the biggest trump card, but I didn't expect to use it on my junior for the first time. "

Then he pressed He Muqing's head with one hand, black light emerged, and he performed the soul search technique. After a while, his eyes flashed, he looked at an extremely ordinary house at the entrance of the village, and said to himself: "It turned out to be there..."

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