Her name is Diewu, and she is a small spiritual servant of the Yu tribe. She is not very talented. Therefore, the tribe gave up the cultivation of people like them and only did some servants' affairs. She was bullied every day and looked at people with fear. You know, she is less than seven years old, and only the Huapo on the back mountain, where no one came. It was after she suffered enough grievances that she ran here alone, running forever, laughing, and crying...

As if time was accelerating, Su Yan watched her grow up little by little, from a lively child to a taciturn as she grew up, until one day, she ran away and left this family with no slight affection.

At that moment, she seemed to have returned to her childhood, without any bonds, the birds returned to the forest, and the vast sky was allowed to swim freely. In this way, she climbed over one mountain after another, waded through one river after another, and saw many novel things.

Until one day, she passed by a mountain, and the thunder roared on the top of the mountain, as if the gods were angry. She was so scared that she hid far away and saw a man on the top of the mountain being bombarded by mountain thunder. Until finally, the man fell from the sky with smoke and the sky returned to peace.

After hesitating for a while, she climbed to the top of the mountain, looked at the black charcoal in front of her, and felt that he seemed to be alive, so she carried him down the mountain and built a wooden house by the stream to take care of him day and night.

Until seven days and seven nights later, he woke up.

"Thank you, my name is Wusheng, you can call me Asheng." The man was very handsome, with a nice voice. Diewu smiled knowingly: "It's okay, my name is Xiaowu."

The man was seriously injured. He would not walk slowly with a cane until a year later. Year after year, they fell in love and lived a life of men farming and women weaving every day. The thatched hut was also expanded by the man. Xiao Wu liked flowers very much, so he transplanted various flowers outside the fence.

I look at each other in the shape of a moon, and I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals!

Thirty years of hidden time passed by. They did not have a child, but they lived a prosperous and loving life. However, Xiao Wu discovered something, that is, when she got old, wrinkles began to appear on the corners of her eyebrows, loose skin, and even her hair began to appear white. Looking at Ah Sheng as she looked back then, she felt that she was not worthy of him.

That day, she made the last meal for Asheng. She looked at his back as he went into the mountains to hunt, covered his mouth and cried, and took nothing, and everything remained the same. She was going back. There was a holy water spring in the sacrificial place in the clan. No one was available except the saint, but the saint had three of them in a hundred years, all of whom were extremely talented, and the clan would definitely not give it to her.

She thought of stealing. As long as she could be young and could continue to live happily with Asheng for the rest of her life, she resolutely embarked on this road.

There was no suspense, she was caught, and the elders tied her to the pillar, preparing to impose the most cruel stolen stolen by the feather tribe. Her butterflies were brutally torn off, and the flames were burning. She cried and shouted. At the last moment of her life, she realized that she was pregnant with Asheng's child.

She died, and the tears and wings she left at her death were sealed in the Butterfly Valley. This is the privilege of every tribe. No matter whether you are good or evil, you must return to your roots.

Asheng went crazy and was searching all over the world. Until five years later, he confirmed the feather tribe. He broke in like a madman, killing half of the feather tribe, and finally came out dying and was seriously injured.

Twenty years later, when he returned again, the feather tribe destroyed her clan, and her spiritual wings had dissipated. Only the little tears of unwillingness and longing remained in the stone wall of Butterfly Valley, he took it out, and then left with his back lonely...

Su Yan was like a third party, looking at him in a hurry for decades, and was surfing the world, and every time he returned to this thatched hut with scars on his body.

"Xiao Wu, you know, I never care. Why is it so stupid? I'm leaving. This time, I may not come back. If I come back one day, it will be the time for you to be resurrected. If I fail, I will follow your footsteps until I find you."

Asheng left, left here, blocked the secret realm. For hundreds of years, he did not come back. The tears wrapped by Asheng's special power gradually changed. It had a spirit and crazily attacked anyone who broke in, until it encountered the Black Dragon Mirror...

Su Yan seemed to have cut a basket of onions, but after that, she accidentally chopped her hands and couldn't stop crying. The sadness made her unable to help herself until her tears fell into the treasure mirror, and Su Yan's whole body relaxed.

Wipe my tears, what happened just now? Is it an illusion?

But suddenly, the entire cave seemed to collapse because of the disappearance of the tears. Not only here, the wings were unbalanced, but also the fairy mountain opposite had a cracking rhythm.

Su Yan didn't know what was going on, but only saw the rocks falling, and a black crack appeared in the surrounding space. The aura inside was full of destruction, and there was even a terrifying suction, as if it was pulled into a black hole of noodles, full of depth.

Su Yan was so scared that he ran out, but there were cracks everywhere. After running two steps, he hurriedly stopped. A natural appearance appeared in front of him. Before he could react, another one came out from him and sucked him directly. The projected black dragon mirror suddenly shone brightly, wrapping Su Yan firmly in...

The entire secret realm began to collapse. The people outside were watching the collapse of mountains and rivers, rivers flowed against the current, and magma was everywhere. All the beasts fled in panic. Disciples from various families came out of the fairy mountain one by one...

"What's going on?" The five heads of the family were panicked and hurriedly took out the five-sided stone tablets. In the dark, they seemed to sense the mother tablets. The six-sided stone tablets quickly went to stabilize the secret realm. In this stability, countless space vortexes were born in all directions, the first, second, third areas and even the entire Jizhou.

Some people came out of the desert, some people shot out, and they were unconscious. Countless monsters stepped out of the vortex and ravaged several places in Jizhou. Suddenly, fireworks were everywhere, people were panic, and countless people began to rectify the hunting...

The five heads of the family watched the secret realm shatter bit by bit, and didn't know what happened. The other masters all rescued people everywhere. After they looked at each other, they hurriedly let go of their spiritual sense to search Su Yan. He had to find...

Lingxi is a large river that runs through several mountains in the north and south. It is also a place within the Bailimen, a small sect in Qingzhou that lives in a corner, after Jizhou, Lanzhou and Qizhou.

The reason why it is called Bailimen is because in Baili, there is only such a small sect with less than 100 chefs. Li Ruoyu, the head of Bailimen, had a lifelong dream to promote Bailimen. If he could enter the ninth-level sect one day, he would be smiling.

From not entering a simple sect, to level 9, level 8, and even level 1, you need to decide whether it is a certain number of strong people and numbers.
Chapter completed!