Huofeng Mountain is located more than ten miles away from the northern suburbs of Jiyin County.

Looking from afar, it is as bright as fire and the frost-colored elixir.

According to the myths and legends passed down from Jiyin County, it was originally an ordinary stone mountain.

After the ancient war, a drop of blood from the witch god Zhurong flew from outside the sky to dye the mountain red and turned into an endless bright maple forest.

The maple forest is ever red forever, and it never witheres all seasons. It is beautiful and beautiful, like a squirting fire and storing clouds. It is a unique feature of Jiyin County.

There are often literati and poets coming to visit each other, chanting poems and writing pairs.

However, the wind and rain in the prehistoric world are not in harmony, and Jiyin has been in continuous turbulent rain for a month.

However, it was a little desolate just a few days ago, so not many people are here to enjoy the scenery now.

The morning light is completely transparent, and the sunlight passes through the gaps between the branches and leaves, falling on the ground, forming spots, revealing a hint of warmth.

Fu Chen carried a sword around his waist and a bamboo box cage on his back. He walked slowly on the winding path in the forest.

There are maple trees on all sides, layer by layer, clustered, and a fiery red, like a burning sea of ​​fire.

The foot is also soft, with thick maple leaves piled up on the mountain forest ground. They are soft and flexible, and it is very comfortable to step on.

There was actually no road here, but after years of experience, more people came to see the scenery, and gradually walked out of this tortuous forest path.

I picked up a maple leaf, with five palm-shaped cracks, slightly wider than long, slightly darker and red in color, and covered with staggered cracks.

The Fire Maple Spirit Leaf, which contains rich fire spirit blood, is the favorite food for the ice silkworms in Xuezhou.

Ice and fire complement each other, and yin and yang are generated.

The red snow ice silk spit out from the ice silkworms fed with the fire maple spirit leaves can be called spiritual objects in the world. They can not only be made into colorful clothes, but also warm in winter and cool in summer, and are loved by the nobles of the princes and grandchildren.

Some luxury people use this to make talismans, which are extremely powerful.

However, the fire maple leaf in Fu Chen's hand is actually not pure. All the blood and energy it originally had was drained and had long since become an ordinary maple leaf.

According to Jiyin County Chronicles, a starry night a thousand years ago, the sky above Huofeng Mountain suddenly became dim, dark clouds were almost instantly covered with strong winds.

Countless fierce and fierce thunder flashed in the sky, and the thunder fell, rumbling and bombarding, all of which bombarded the maple forest.

The silver snake dances wildly, shining brightly, shining through the sky and the earth, so bright that it almost makes people unable to open their eyes.

For a moment, the world lost its color and sound, with only dazzling silver light and deafening explosions echoed.

The earth cracked overnight and the mountain was sank thirty-three feet.

The fiery red maple leaves fell, flying all over the sky, all withering and falling.

The falling maple leaves are thickly spread on the broken mountain ground, like the leaping flames everywhere, covering the devastated.

After that, the maple leaves on Huofeng Mountain gradually grew, but although the maple leaves that grew were still gorgeous and beautiful, they no longer contained the essence of blood and energy. The wide-sleeved fairy skirt that could only be woven from red snow ice silk became a terrifying sound from then on.

The road was full of strange rocks and steep cliffs. The breeze blew, gently stroking the tips of the leaves.

There were no birds and insects, and the surroundings were very quiet and even a little deep. Without thinking much, I bypassed a small pool and deviated from the mountain road.

It was almost noon, and Fuchen took out the noodles from the cage and ate it.

The crust of the sesame cake is crispy and sprinkled with sesame seeds on the surface. The color is golden and crispy and delicious.

Fu Chen supported the endless rocky red maple in the mountains, stopping and resting, and moving forward ruggedly.

Soon, I came to a vast land with a gentle slope and a flat road.

After walking a hundred steps, there is a cave that is unknown.

A spring comes out sideways, and the waves rippling.

There is a maple tree standing on the side, twists and turns, slanting out of the mountain, towering and tall.

Fu Chen's eyes narrowed and he was about to leave.

"Ruzi, stop first." The voice suddenly came from behind him.

Fu Chen turned around and saw an old Taoist Geyi walking out of the cave.

The crane face is young, the hair is white, the collar is hanging, the feet are wearing a sling, the blue Taoist robe, and the big sleeves are floating, which makes the look even more elegant.

"I wonder what's wrong with calling me for a long time?" Fu Chen raised his hand and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, bowed quietly, and asked slowly.

The old Taoist Ge Yi paused with a bamboo stick in his hand, and said with a smile, "The old Taoist is a Zhongnan Qi training man. He has traveled here. Seeing that you are qualified and have a relationship with me, I want to accept you as my disciple. I don't know if I want to follow me to practice Taoism and live a happy life?"

"To be honest, I have not yet broken the relationship between the world and the world, so I am afraid that I will have to let the Taoist Master down." Fu Chen was silent when he heard this, sighed suddenly, and stepped forward to explain.

After hearing this, Old Taoist Ge Yi stopped talking.

He looked at Fu Chen carefully, stroked the white beard under his chin, and laughed softly, "It's okay, what we are practicing is entering the world, experiencing three thousand worlds, passing through seven emotions and six desires, seeking the supreme sentiment without being tired, and constantly encountering cause and effect."

"This..." Fu Chen took two steps forward, looking a little hesitant.

"So, don't you want to?" Old Taoist Ge Yi looked at Fu Chen deeply, a vague aura flashed through his eyes, his voice turned a little cold, and he asked quietly.

The breeze passed by, the maple forest was deep, and rustling sounds came from all around.

The fallen leaves on the ground trembled gently, and the dust sterned, feeling a little chill.

"In this way, thank you Taoist Master." Fu Chen did not show his tracks, and he looked happy and hurriedly stepped forward and responded.

"Crazy, why don't you call me a teacher..." Old Taoist Ge Yi raised his lips slightly and said happily.

Before he finished speaking, with a 'puff!', a flash of lightning flashed, and a piece of sword tip with a cold and cold light penetrated straight from the old Taoist's left chest, with a murderous aura.

The sharp and cold sword blade faintly flashed through the white light and pierced into the heart without any obstacles.

Accompanied by the sound of "sizi" like sulfuric acid corrodes flesh and blood, the tip of the sword penetrates the body and penetrates the bones. It is crisp and neat and very cruel.

The old Taoist Ge Yi was stunned, and his chest felt a pain again, and he wailed, and then he collapsed softly on the ground.

Looking at Fu Chen, his eyes were filled with disbelief and deep resentment, "Why?!" the old Taoist asked hatefully.

Fu Chen's face was gloomy, he smiled coldly, his eyes flashed with chills, and he did not answer, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, slowly pulling out the sword.

"Let me go, I can give you whatever you want!"

"Divine weapons, magical weapons, Taoist records, power and power, and even eternal life!"

"How? As long as you let me go, everything is available!" The old Taoist looked up and begged hard. No one was willing to die, especially the life that had been created after experiencing countless hardships.

There is great horror between life and death. Living and immortality are the most fundamental desires of every life.

"Is that so? Haven't you given up yet?" Holding the long sword, Fu Chen's face was not moved at all, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly, "Since that's the case, then I'll lend you your life."

Ignoring the old Taoist's painful and twisted expression of horror, Fu Chen lowered his body and another sword.

Press down and stir, firm and ruthless.

The wind blew the fallen leaves on the ground, and there was a slight sound, which seemed to be lusty.

Staring at the old Taoist's eyes full of hatred and fear, Fu Chen didn't care at all, and showed a sneer, his voice a little cruel, "The tiger has the intention of harming others, but I don't know if it also means hurting the tiger?"

The old Taoist stared at Fu Chen, sneering in his mouth, the hatred in his eyes was like a sharp sword, wishing he could pierce Fu Chen through.

A whirlwind blew by, and the red leaves blew.

Fu Chen looked down and saw that the old Taoist's body slowly turned into gray and white smoke, drifting with the wind.

The head, feet, and limbs all disappeared without a trace.

There seemed to be a faint groan of resentment in the air. However, in a short while, it disappeared.

The sun shone through the maple leaves on Fu Chen's face, calming down and feeling a little warm.

Fu Chen had a complicated mood, and many thoughts instantly changed into his heart, and he felt a little moved.

This old Taoist was originally a maple tree transformed from Zhu Rong's essence and blood, inheriting the bloodline of the ancestor witch Zhu Rong.

Because of bathing in the essence of the sun, moon and stars day and night, he was influenced by the inspiration of the heaven and earth for a long time, and was affected by the wind, rain, frost and snow in all seasons, and finally his spirituality gradually developed and became a spirit monster.

Thousands of years ago, the spiritual blood from the whole mountain maple tree was extracted and condensed, and wanted to turn into a human form in one fell swoop and break away from the constraints of the tree body.

However, if a different kind of enlightenment becomes enlightenment, the heaven and earth will have their own thunder tribulation. The deeper the leg, the better the endowment, the stronger the thunder tribulation, but the greater the benefits will be after the passage.

Countless thunders struck down, and the maple trees went through hardships and ended up forcibly crossing them.

However, I was also seriously injured in my vitality and suffered heavy losses. I fell into a long coma and fell into a deep sleep.

It took thousands of years of cultivation and rest to finally condense a trace of soul and transform into a human form.

However, due to the constraints of the mountain and tree shape, the strength has not been restored, and the weak soul clone cannot leave the body too far.

According to the previous life's Sword Guard Records, someone will come here by chance in a few days, bewitched by him, and practice the incomplete and misleading witchcraft he gave.

In the end, he secretly put a witch curse, and was controlled by him, becoming an involuntary witch servant.

The witch servant is like a tiger's accomplice. Driven by his exploitation, he secretly lured others to come and killed the blood food that he thought was fire maple tree.

Finally, the Fire Maple Tree escaped from the trap, with its whereabouts of mystery and cruelty, raging the Longhe Mansion.

By chance, he even joined the Blood Sea God Sect, one of the six paths of demons.

The Blood Sea God Sect inherited the mantle of the great power of the prehistoric river Styx, practiced the blood path, and transformed into the Blood Sea Shura. It was the most bloodthirsty and was always wary of the Great Zhou.

Because he has a weird witchcraft and has a blood god clone - the Blood God Son, it is the most difficult to deal with.

The whereabouts are vague and difficult for the government to track down, so they are arrested and killed.

Finally, the guards of the emperor stationed in Longhe Prefecture, the Seiji Guard, were alarmed. The Golden Clothed Knife Guard, who suppressed a state, took action personally, calculated the secrets of heaven, traced the roots, and then completely killed him with one knife.
Chapter completed!