Chapter 1: Middle Abyss has changed forever, and a strange village has happened after the rain

The land of Zhongzhou is infinite, and the mountains and rivers are endless.

All things come out and dye, and all industries prosper and add to their light. Above famous rivers, the powerful people in the world are like stars in the sky.

At that time, the world should be peaceful, and all things will reproduce and have peace and peace for more than a hundred years. Thousands of techniques are produced in one go, and thousands of techniques are displayed together.

The so-called "the sea is wide and the fish leaps, the sky is high and the birds fly. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth is guided by people of spiritual consciousness.

I don’t know when sentient beings will unconsciously seek the way to live forever.

Where the general trend is directed, there must be those who open their seven orifices, either without intention or intentional, and by all coincidences, they will be able to see through the secrets of heaven!

When the secret of heaven suddenly appears, there are all kinds of rules. At this moment, the name is noble and the heart is big and small.

It is said that in the east, there are a concave peaks among the mountains. In the middle, a line suddenly bulges and passes through the clouds, as if it is as if it is ascending to the sky. The distant place is sank into the sea of ​​clouds, which often attracts speculations from the world.

Occasionally, those who have extraordinary eyes often look at each other from the peak after the rain. Where the sea of ​​clouds is churning, it seems like someone is coming and going in the clouds, but they will never be seen, and they are only rumored.

A few unintentional words have caused countless people to rush up, but the mountain is dangerous, apes and monkeys are holding hands, and more strange rocks and thorns are blocking the road, and strange insects are called heart-pushing.

Before I knew it, a few years later, wasteland bones piled up at the foot of the mountain, and no one dared to try it anymore.

Perhaps I saw countless bones and couldn't bear it. I didn't know who left a black stone tablet at the foot of the mountain. On the clear edges and angular mirrors, I left a few lines of poetry with the benefit of objects:

Sword Mountain is seven thousand feet long, and it is collected among the white clouds.

The swallows and sparrows are not good, and the flowers and feathers are always in the wind.

The wind is hard to enter, and the wind is gone without a trace.

If it weren't for the guest in heaven, I would recall the dream trail.

At this point, all living beings should stop.

But what is most lacking in this world is variables. There is only a man named Yang Xian. He heard about this from somewhere, so he asked three or five friends, intending to find the immortal.

When everyone arrived here, they saw the dry bones and felt heartbroken. They looked up at the mountains and shook their heads and stopped walking. Only this person was left to wait for him.

The so-called rain is heavy and does not moisten the rootless grass, and the Tao is wide and only saves people who are destined to be destined.

Forty years later, there were countless capable people in the world. I don’t know when countless evil demons raised by human flesh and blood rose. What’s more, they actually opened up the path to the underworld, and the ghosts and monsters were raging, causing the world to suffer.

When people are in trouble, the sky seems to be unable to bear it.

At this critical moment, there was a young man who killed evil spirits and defeated all the heroes. He won the world with one sword, which was so glorious. In addition, he revealed a mountain gate and was named Tianjian Sect!

Some people recognize that his young man was Yang Xian in the past. At this time, he should have been in his twilight years, but his energy is so strong that it is far beyond imagination.

For a moment, countless people who wanted to come came one after another, rushing to bow and bow their heads just to ask for the mystery of the sword that day.

Unfortunately, the height of Tianjian Mountain is not difficult to enter without fate. Over the years, countless aspiring people sighed.

At this point, the world has silently regarded it as its best. After two hundred years, an evil sect has emerged in the world, called the Hall of Changsheng, which teaches people to cultivate evil skills and harm the world with the essence of humans, animals, flesh and blood.

The storm is impermanent, and the catastrophe is coming again! A white-haired Taoist, with the new force of Changqing Valley, joined forces with the heroes of the world to take action. Under the attention of everyone, Yang Xian, who is over 200 years old, once again shocked the world and showed his fairy style.

At this point, the evil demons will never recover and the world will be peaceful.

However, things are constant, but the Tao is impermanent. Our story begins here.

Since then a hundred years later, on the East China Sea, a fisherman skillfully casts a net on a swaying boat under the scorching sun. The sea was calm, the sky was clear and the clouds were clear, and it was very comfortable. But after a moment, the net sank, as if something had hit in. The brute force was extremely strong. The fisherman hurriedly closed the net, and could not stop being happy on his face.

But as the tide surged, the old net returned to life, a rare big fish appeared in front of the fisherman, but his eyes, which were exposed to the scorching sun, were not happy under the folds.

Because the second half of the fish, which was thicker than its thigh, had already rotted and emitted a foul smell. It was disgusting just by smelling it.

While hesitating, the fisherman suddenly discovered something, and saw him reaching out to tentatively and gently pressing the fish's big mouth.

Soon, a shiny black egg-sized pearl was placed between the excited eyes and the sun as the erosion of the sea.

The luster seemed to have magic power, and accompanied by a scent of fragrance, gradually softened the fisherman's turbid eyes. He only found that the more beautiful this thing looks, the more he likes it. He couldn't help but roll the smooth surface of the thing on his rough skin exposed to the scorching sun. The pleasure he had never had before made him excited. The unique shade of the sea water and the smoothness of the pearl surface made him fascinated. In addition, the closer the distance, the more attractive the fragrance it became. For a moment, it actually made him addicted as if he was possessed by the demon.

But the strength of greed made him look at it again and involuntarily put the other person on his already cracked lips. Then, he put it in his mouth. Happiness and satisfaction instantly made his entire head full of the temperature and smell.

But soon, the pearl turned into a black smoke in his mouth and entered his belly, and he was still full of intoxication and didn't know what was going on.

As the black air slowly climbed up his face, the weather on the sea became particularly strange. The wind and waves were already rising everywhere, and the wind and waves were already rising.

But even so, the devilish fisherman still didn't notice it. He still closed his eyes greedily, as if he was savoring it.

"ah…!"

Accompanied by a string of roars, the figure on the boat was flooded by the waves when his fingers were tens of strength toward the sky. Lightning followed closely and exploded on the water surface.

The dark clouds on the sea stretched for thousands of miles, and the thunder rushed forward, and the blackness was filled with lightning and flashes, constantly knocking on the evil spirits on the earth, making them afraid to stand out.

In a place called Miaotou Village, people hid in their houses and watched the rare heavy rain. Because the place had been drought for two years, people were only one step away from collapse. Poor, the sky had eyes, and it started to rain. People were all ecstatic and rushed to tell.

After three days and three nights, people's hearts gradually turned from excitement to worry, because many homes gradually showed signs of water leakage and collapse due to heavy rain. Listening to the thunder on the third day, people began to pray again!

And that night, a figure wet with rain was walking lightly on the dark street with heavy rain. No one knew who he was. Except for the occasional lightning and lightning flashing urging the rain to the ground, there was no other sound.

Suddenly, he came to the door of the family. The two thick willow trees at the door were swaying involuntarily by the rain and the wind. But no matter how strong the wind and rain were, they were still loyally guarding the door, like two door gods.

The lonely figure looked at the two small doors in the middle, as if thinking. The rain continued to wash away his cold face along the top of his head. After a while, lightning broke through the night sky several times.

He opened his mouth, but closed it again without saying anything.

Suddenly, his body shook slightly without notice. He slowly turned around and looked left, and saw a sword on his back, a very ordinary sword.

The other party seemed to feel something. He moved his right hand and the long sword came out leisurely, cutting through the rain curtain and turning an arc in the air, then leaving his hand, and finally standing gently on the ground.

It's strange that after the sword penetrated into the ground, there was no rain in one step around. Even the water flowing on the ground was pushed around by a famous energy, struggling and surging without being able to enter the room.

Looking at the change, a sigh rang out, and then a soft voice asked.

"How long will it take to wait!"

As he was speaking, a gust of wind came in the rain, rolling up two willow branches at the opposite door and swinging. Four slender and tender leaves slowly fell into the sword body in one step, and two words just stacked on the ground.

Looking at the change, another sigh came out, and he looked up at the very ordinary house opposite. There was not much emotion in his eyes, but he just drew his sword and left. In the heavy rain, he was still alone.

Fortunately, the rain stopped early in the morning of the fourth day, and the earth was refrigerated. It seemed that everything was washed away and it was particularly clean.

But while people were happy, the rising sun at Chen hour changed again. The miracles of nature are always overwhelming. As the bright sun is eroded little by little, darkness descends on the earth in a blink of an eye. Looking at the already dark sun, people only have fear and fear caused by ignorance.

But strangely, this process was surprisingly short, and it seemed like it was just a passerby, so it slipped away little by little!

"Come here! Come here! My wife is born!"

A voice sounded from the small door behind the two willow trees, but everyone looked ugly because of the vision just now. I don’t know whether it was joy or sadness. After all, such a strange scene had just happened, and they gave birth to a child, which inevitably made many people look guessing. Could it be that they are an ominous person!

But with the sound of the child falling to the ground, people's speculation was gradually dispelled by the crying of life. A woman happily hugged the child at the door and shouted happily, "Look, everyone, the Zhu family has a descendant!"

People were shocked by the doll's crying. Although they were swaddled through the scrambled clothes, they were infected by the natural affinity of life.

"Oh, the child is just born and cannot see the sunshine. Take it back!" someone reminded him.

The man ran back with an excited look on his face but embarrassed.

Everyone's expression was about to improve when they heard someone shouting.

"Not good! No good! Everyone, go and see it! Something big happened at the village head!"

There were really more and more waves. Just as several families were clamoring about the Zhu family finally coming, someone in the village shouted at the top of his throat, as if something shocking happened!

The originally simple villagers were at a loss by these series of emergencies, but their curiosity still caused many people to flock to the village head.

After a while, among the dark crowd at the entrance of the village, people were scrambling to discuss something.

I saw that an ancient tree that had been growing in the village for hundreds of years had died in its original place after last night! A few days ago, the branches and leaves were lush and the leaves were now like dry bones, and the fallen leaves on the ground were washed away by the rain.

The thicker branches seemed to be broken by someone and half of their bodies hung there. The exposed inside had no vitality except the crystal dew drops of rain. It was as boring as the nutrients inside were drained. The scene was once very strange.

"Who did this! Who did it!"

The village chief's trembling voice questioned, but no one knew, and no one answered. People were just whispering introductory comments.

And just when everyone was unsolved, a fragile cry of the baby shocked the audience again!
Chapter completed!