Abyss Season

The night is boundless and full of stars.

Chi country, after a disaster, has long lost its former prosperity.The earth is dry and cracked, and the whole country has become riddled with holes.

Every day, many civilians die of hunger, but at the same time, some people enjoy a life of luxury; some sigh secretly, and some laugh loudly.

A tall mansion was not dark because of the night. The torches within sight illuminated the entire center of Luohe City. The plaque in front of the gate of the mansion shone under the light of the fire. Pale gold, the font is vigorous and powerful.

A figure moved towards the mansion at a very high speed, without making a sound.

"Liu Liu, did you see it? It seems that something ran over." There are many soldiers patrolling around the mansion, and Zeng Hong is one of them. Because there is no proper shift change these days, his mental state is not good. Suddenly there was a black shadow flying past in his line of sight, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"No! Are you dazzled?" Lao Liu in his mouth had a natural expression, which made Zeng Hong very uncomfortable. He responded hastily, "That may be my misreading, let's go!"

The figure that had gone away paused for a moment, and he clearly realized that his figure was captured by Zeng Hong for a moment because of his negligence. Fortunately, he was not very sure.Under the light of the fire in the distance, a face gradually became clear, it was Shen Qi.

Shen Qichang breathed a sigh of relief, and then rushed forward again.

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In the southeast of the mansion, there is a room with a strong ancient atmosphere. This is the study of the Grand Master. There are countless collections in it, and every piece of antique is priceless.

A middle-aged man with fat head and ears was lying on a huge chair in an extremely comfortable posture. His body was completely relaxed and his eyes were half-closed. "Fugui, how is the situation today?"

Only then did I notice a bony old man kneeling in front of the middle-aged man. His face was haggard, and his smile was a little strange, "Of course it's still the same. Don't worry, master. Although many of the untouchables in the north of the city died, I have already died." Instruct the people below to deal with it. The only bad thing is that the group of untouchables who barely survived complained a lot, and I am afraid that all kinds of foul language will affect the reputation of the master."

"That's good, no matter how vicious the complaints are, don't pay attention to them! If Master Lan hadn't urged the distribution of food several times, how many people in that group of untouchables would have survived? Think about how good I am to the entire Luohe City. How can a little bit of food delivered from the local area be enough for disaster relief, and how can we talk about helping the people?" The middle-aged man is just what people call the old man, he gently stroked his belly, and was very satisfied with the landscape painting in front of him. Said.

"By the way, you still need to prepare. I received a secret report that Master Lan will come to Luohe in a few days. It is said that the legendary Mr. Shi will also come to find some disobedient untouchables to be executed, so that those who are alive will stop talking nonsense! "The old man raised his left hand, and involuntarily stroked the pull ring on the finger of his right hand. It was a very harsh word, but he said it so casually. The old man in front of him was already used to it, and his expression There was nothing unusual, "Yes, please rest assured!"

"Okay, you step back, it is said that your body is getting worse day by day, and you don't need to do all the things in your hands in the future, let the people below do it!" The old man looked at the figure of the old man in front of him He is getting thinner and weaker, and he can't help feeling a little emotional. The old man has been with him since he was a child. He was not very rich at that time, but the old man has never left him since ancient times, which is why he trusts this old man the most.

"Master, I really can't do anything about it. You also know that this old slave really doesn't know how to enjoy himself all his life. I have watched the master's business grow bigger and bigger, and his status is getting higher and higher. This is the biggest thing for me. Give back. Some people may say that I am the biggest dog leg of the master, but the old slave is willing, the old slave has never regretted the decision back then! The old slave will always be the sharpest sword in the master's hand, as long as the master does not despise me. "The old man stood upright, with a choked voice in his voice.

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Arrows were densely packed around the "Luo family" mansion, and the walls were very high, but this did not bother Shen Qi. Shen Qi stepped on the corner of the wall with his toes, and he climbed up the wall in a short time. Clasping his hands, he avoided the arrows on the city wall.

Shen Qi was on the city wall, he tried his best to blend his figure into the surroundings, he carefully observed the topography of this mansion, there were many buildings in the courtyard, and the houses were connected one by one, he couldn't help being a little shocked. "Such a big mansion is actually just a residence, this Elder Master really enjoys it!" Shen Qi snorted coldly, and his dissatisfaction with the Elder Master increased a bit.

"Where is the Elder Master in such a big mansion?" Shen Qi was a little confused, besides the stables and the places where slaves lived that could be ignored automatically, there were not a few luxurious houses in front of him.

Shen Qi secretly thought that when he just arrived in front of this mansion, he inadvertently felt a surge of energy and blood, maybe if he found that person, he would be able to find the Grand Master.

With a squeak, Shen Qi turned over and got off the wall. He mobilized his whole body's energy and blood, and a tyrannical wave oppressed the surroundings invisible. He deliberately disrupted this coercion, and scattered it around the mansion. .

"If he sees it, he will come naturally." Shen Qi didn't think that he was going to find the strong man in the Grand Master's house. It is to feel the blood of others.Shen Qi believed that he would definitely come to find her.

A faint coercion spread in all directions, and gradually, everyone in the entire "Luo family" mansion felt a faint oppression.Just as Shen Qi expected, someone responded immediately to this—the old man who had just exited from the Grand Master's study, that is, the Fugui in the Grand Master's mouth, stared in Shen Qi's direction, "Huh?"

After a light sigh, there was endless solemnity, "Is this a person from that place?" Many images flashed across Fugui's eyes, and he also remembered the nightmare he didn't want to recall.

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There has always been a legendary place in Chi Country, the world of cultivating immortals.

Xiuxianjie, Pingyang Mansion, Martial Arts Field.

A 20-meter-square platform occupies an important position in the center of the martial arts field. Looking around, there are people coming and going, and the atmosphere is extremely hot. The weapon racks on both sides of the platform are full of various standards. Weapons, "bows", "arrows", "knives", "spears", "swords", "halberds", everything is arranged in a regular order, from light to heavy, from small to large... The people standing here Eyes swept over from time to time, and some people even showed excitement.

There is a large group of little ones standing in the center of today's martial arts training ground. They may be fat or thin. Although they are not the same, they all have one thing in common, they are all children under three years old.

This is exactly the blessing ceremony held by Pingyang Mansion for children aged three and under. It is said that for this purpose, Pingyang Mansion selected 1 kinds of instruments from the inventory, including the dazzling emerald jade products, which are amazing. There are war drums that vibrate when you see them, there are bronze swords forged with quicksand from outside the territory, and there are big swords engraved with battle patterns on their bodies... But no matter what kind of weapons they are, they are all uniformly made by the prince of Pingyang Mansion. The Prince of Pingyang Mansion, who cast No.[-] in the mainland, is proficient in formations. He can communicate with heaven and earth with the talismans in weapons, and cultivate a good foundation for children under the age of three. As long as the talent is not too bad, everyone can become a monk , even if the compatibility between the child and the weapon reaches a certain value, the item will automatically belong to the child. Even a big monk will envy this kind of treatment, but no one dares to snatch it, because no matter it is on the surface, or In the dark, those who participated in the robbery all died miserably.

Most of the children gathered here have pretty faces and firm eyes. Although they are young, they already know clearly from the words of their parents that this is a major turning point in their lives. If they can get a treasure, then they It will definitely be fully cultivated by Pingyang Prefecture, and the future is infinitely bright, which will even affect the status of descendants.

However, there is no lack of bored people among them. A little boy about one year old is squatting on the edge of the martial arts field. He weighs his cheeks with both hands and closes his eyes. Like golden light, shallow, giving people a clean and fresh feeling.The eyes of the children around him occasionally stayed on him, and then quickly moved away. He was He Wen, the fourth son of Prince Pingyang born a year ago in Pingyang Mansion.

When He Wen opened his eyes, He Mochen, King of Pingyang, was walking towards him. At this moment, people finally saw his eyes clearly. The red pupils made him look strange but handsome, but in general, These red pupils really don't match the handsome face just now. His hair that hasn't grown fully is already dark, and the thin long hair that doesn't match his age is fluttering. Suddenly, people noticed a dark line between his eyebrows. The red scar, perhaps his only fly in the ointment.

At the moment when everyone lost their minds, He Mochen had already approached. He seemed to be a character who came out of a painting. The little ones looked at He Wen, who could be called a little one even among the little ones, and nodded to someone, "Let's get started, all the elders are in place."

Although it was an unremarkable voice, the person mentioned in this sentence had a nervous expression on his face. He saw that six chairs had already been prepared in the six directions centered on the platform. These six chairs complement each other, and they have already sat on The six old men with white eyebrows and white hair, their expressions were not angry and majestic. With their backs to the platform, they pointed the logs they had prepared to the ground and inserted them hard. It is said that the finely carved logs were made The millennium-old boxwood is made of boxwood, which is taken from the cliffs of Gufengya, which is thousands of feet deep. All the logs emitted light several feet high, which just happened to completely surround the platform. At this moment, every weapon was hanging above the platform, and the places with sharp edges glowed with cold light...

He Mochen moved, he clasped his hands together, and then separated them again. The palms emitted strange rays of light, which were multicolored. It split into many paths, and each path moved towards each weapon. Immediately, each weapon was like The appearance is added with a colored film, which looks very sacred.

"Come forward, use your best strength to get close to these weapons, and try to communicate with them. If anyone can get their approval, it will be your great opportunity." He Mochen looked at the group of children who had not yet reached his waist height. , with a little pity in my heart.

"The way of cultivation is so cruel. You are still young, so you can accept it or not, but you have to face it no matter whether the result is good or bad. When you grow up, you will realize that only the strong in this world have The qualifications remain, and the weak are doomed to be eliminated. Although our dynasty protects ordinary people very well, it will be weaker than a monk after all. It depends on your destiny. If you really can’t, just be an ordinary person. Everyone has different ways of living, but all of them can be exciting..." He Mochen's voice became lower and lower until he couldn't hear it anymore, and everyone was silent.

All the children stepped forward, and at this moment they also had an extremely solemn mood. After all, this meant where their future life paths would lead. No one noticed that a little guy named He Wen on the edge of the training ground Happily, He Wen looked at the various weapons on the platform. He stared here and there for a while, his eyes shone from time to time, and there seemed to be lines flowing in his pair of red pupils. After a long time, he finally turned his eyes Settling on an incense burner, he walked in step by step, and soon, under the gaze of everyone, he couldn't help but trot into the platform.

One of the old men is named He Tian. If counted according to seniority, he is He Mochen's uncle. He has been watching He Wen grow up for the past year. He thinks that He Wen can perform the blessing ceremony next year, so he doesn't need to rush in, so He looked at He Mochen inadvertently, but He Mochen looked expressionless, so he didn't say anything.

When He Wen stepped onto the platform, he felt as if he had stepped into another world. The platform, which was apparently small, became endless. He used his red pupils to look around, but only saw that the road ahead was covered with lines. , he thought, where did those weapons go?And what about so many people going in ahead?He inadvertently fell into deep thought, but he couldn't figure it out. It didn't take long, as if he had made a decision, he made it on the spot, and the only thing he could think about was the incense burner.

Outside the platform, a look of surprise flashed in He Mochen's eyes, and a smile appeared inadvertently...

After half a stick of incense, He Wen opened his eyes. He felt that the censer had already expressed his approval to him. He could clearly feel which direction the censer was in. Soon, he went straight there. He took out some Ningshen incense from somewhere, with a mean smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking for something fun.

He finally found the censer.He lifted the hand holding the Ningshen incense over his head, pressed it on the incense burner, and then patted the dust that did not exist on his body...

I don't know how long time has passed. Finally, He Mochen said that the result has come out, and the formation set up on this platform can already be withdrawn.

Almost everyone is talking about it, and I don't know how many lucky children there are.