The Great Tao Chronicle

wait?

An Qisheng's eyes flashed slightly.

Grandma Mu murmured to herself, "It's been more than a thousand years, when will I be able to wait for it? The time limit of the little demon is approaching, and I can't fulfill your entrustment."

Under the inexplicable guidance, the past events flashed in Grandma Mu's mind.

During the fierce battle in the mountains, the demon seal fell from the sky, heavy damage

All kinds of life flowed through my mind, until many, many years ago

Many, many years ago, he was just a weed at that time, and his mind was chaotic in the nether world. One day, a goddess descended from the sky, and the swaying air wave overwhelmed the large nether weeds.

The figure of the goddess is uncertain, and the whole body is filled with a turbulent terrifying aura, which seems to have experienced a war.

After he landed, he leaned down to pick up the weeds that had been uprooted by the wind, and sighed softly:

"It's the hardest thing for plants and trees to become spirits by themselves, but it's my fault. Well, it's fate to meet each other. This ghostly chaos is not a place to live. I'll send you to the world and wait for someone for me. If that happens, I promise you the position of the righteous god.

If it doesn't work, if it doesn't work, let this rotten world go away together."

Saying that, his eyes lifted.

The memories come to an abrupt end.

"what?"

An Qisheng raised his brows, the picture was not cut off by him, but he felt a strong resistance.

Grandma Mu's mental fluctuations instantly reached the limit, and under the madness of her body, she forcibly got rid of An Qisheng's influence and suddenly woke up:

"you you!"

Grandma Mu's body trembled, her eyes were red, and her complexion suddenly turned hideous.

But in a flash, he calmed down again, and he was lost.

His body swayed, and a trace of inspiration that was invisible to the naked eye dissipated. The divine will in his eyes became more and more bleak, and his body became more and more old, and it already exuded the rotten smell of a house that had been in disrepair for a long time.

The violent fluctuations in his mood made him dissipate faster.

Many pictures were captured by An Qisheng one by one, and his heart was a little clear, complicated:

"That is, Bai Wuchang?"

Grandma Mu Ben kept her mouth shut, her body trembled uncontrollably when she heard the name, and she couldn't help but correct her: "It's the seventh master"

"Bai Wuchang Xie Qiye"

An Qisheng glanced at the wooden charm, his eyes lighted with ripples, and he sighed softly:

"Unfortunately, you're dying"

This Mu Mei's reverence for Bai Wuchang is indescribable. It can no longer be described as awe and loyalty. It is almost the devotion of a mad believer to a god.

For more than a thousand years, it has grown from a weed to the current Four Realm Wood Charm. It has never been out of Annuo County at all, and even most of the time, it has been hidden in the mountains and forests as a plant.

The reason why he wants to go out to plunder the soul at the end is because his time limit has come.

In order to continue to wait and complete Bai Wuchang's entrustment, he had to go out into the mountains to plunder the soul, and because of this, the possibility of his life extension was cut off under the attack of the Demonic Immortal Seal.

He is so crazy.

That's why he was able to get rid of the influence he gave when he touched his deepest memories.

"Yeah, dying"

A trace of sadness appeared on Grandma Mu's old face, which was wrinkled like bark. She couldn't help but knelt to the ground and slammed into the ground, tears streaming down drop by drop:

"Seventh Master, Seventh Master, the little demon is going to die,

It's just that you can't wait for the person you want Xiao Yao to wait for, Xiao Yao can't rest his eyes when he's dead, can't rest his eyes when he's dead?"

The memories that came back made him agitated, and the various things before his death made him unable to calm down.

For a time, he had forgotten about the rest.

The body became more and more rotten, and the dissipated breath became faster and faster. Nine snapped heads buckled, and the whole person's body was so rotten that he could not see the slightest human appearance.

Where the drop of tears fell, the green grass was shady, slowly spreading in all directions, covering the dark mountain top with a green coat.

Spirits are born between heaven and earth, and return to heaven and earth naturally after death.

The demon soul is broken, the limit is reached.

Powerless.

A little bit of crystal green light floated in the sky, and since it was blown by the wind and sprinkled on the surrounding mountains like rain, where it fell, green was born, one after another.

After the war, vitality came to the ruins of this mountain range.

It's just that it will take at least a few decades to turn into the lush greenery and lush vegetation that it used to be.

Ka Ka Ka ~

After nine kowtows, Grandma Mu's body has dissipated nearly half, and cracks have been broken on the body like dead wood.

He stretched out his arms that had turned into dead wood and plunged into the ground. At the last moment, he just wanted to return to the days when he grew up carefree in the underworld.

It would be great if I could see the seventh master

But he didn't fulfill his old man's entrustment

At this point, his thoughts completely dissipated. In the last moment of his death, he seemed to hear the gentle sigh of the white-robed Taoist behind him:

"Actually, you have waited."

wait?

Is it him?

Grandma Mu trembled for a moment, and the last ray of vitality completely dissipated with a drop of tears.

huh~

The breeze came and lifted An Qisheng's Taoist robe, and also blew away the body that was turned into powder.

Beneath the dust, a faint green grass can be seen tenaciously breaking out of the ground.

An Qisheng overlooked the green mountain forest under the night, and said to himself slightly:

"Bai Wuchang Xie Qi, huh, it's interesting"

That Bai Wuchang Xie Qiye, who had not seen him but had already made him pierce his ears, was waiting for him.

There is no reason for this, but An Qisheng has a clear understanding in his heart.

There are all kinds of qi and qi in this world, and it is extremely rare to get the correct result in the fortune-telling method, but his control over himself is not limited to the physical body, qi, qi, and even the good and evil killing intentions of others. plot,

They can be faintly reflected by the bright mirror hanging high in his heart.

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and it seemed that a sigh from thousands of years ago really appeared in his ears:

"If it doesn't work, if it doesn't work, let this rotten world go away together."

What is he trying to tell himself?

Why did he think he would come?

What does that mean?

Netherworld Monarch Festival?

With all the thoughts in his mind appearing and annihilating, An Qi got up, caught the yellow dog running with the whistling wind, and stepped down this barren mountain.

People have thousands of emotions and thoughts. Curiosity is human nature. An Qisheng has never thought of cutting off his own thoughts, but his mind is hanging like a mirror, and he has his own rules. No distracting thoughts can affect his actions.

Bai Wuchang Xie Qi, the Netherworld Palace Monarch sacrifice, the Daoyi map fragment, and even the entire Emperor Heaven Realm, he has great curiosity in his heart.

It's just that he is very clear about when and what to do.

call!

Stopping with the wind, Daoist Fox slowly let out a long breath, his body was wet with cold sweat, his whole body was a little uncertain, and he couldn't hold the illusion.

pat~

As he stopped, the little red foxes fell down and chirped, some hugged his legs and acted coquettishly, some climbed on top of him, circled around him, and a wisp of smoke ran into the distance of.

"My little ancestor, when such a big thing happened today, how dare you run around?"

Daoist Fox waved his hand and grabbed the top melon rind of the most mischievous little red fox.

The latter stuck his tongue out and pretended to be dead.

"You."

Daoist Fox sighed helplessly.

It is not easy for a beast to give birth to spiritual wisdom. Even if he has become a demon, his younger generation may not be able to give birth to spiritual wisdom. These little red foxes are already among the few of his younger generations who have given birth to spiritual wisdom.

It's just that it's so hard.

Unless you leave Daqing, the four seas and the eight wastes are all respected by the human race. However, outside Daqing, the land under the rule of the emperor's ten forces is far more cruel than Qing.

It is truly the stipend of thousands of living beings to one person, whether it is a person or a person, or even a ghost, the only meaning of its existence.

That is, the emperor and the ten villains need them to exist.

Where does he dare to go?

Not only him, but all demons are also normal.

"It is not advisable to stay here for long."

Daoist Fox glanced at a few little foxes: "Go, bring all the scriptures with you, let's move!"

"Old Ancestor! Let's run, it's so dangerous here, what's the use of carrying those thick and big broken things?"

The little red fox with the top melon skin said crisply:

"Let's run away!"

"Run you bastard!"

Daoist Fox hates that iron cannot be made of steel, so he knocked the little fox hard, and then looked at the other little foxes.

Ah!

The other little foxes scattered in a hurry and ran to the empty ruins of Jiaoyuan Temple not far away.

Looking at the ruined Jiaoyuan Temple, and recalling the wooden grandma who was almost killed by a magic seal while practicing deep in the mountains, Taoist Fox sighed deeply:

"The world is so big, where is the place where I can live"

Between heaven and earth, non-human beings, demons, ghosts, demons, and monsters all have a hard time living.

Even an unparalleled monster at the level of the Emperor and Ten Fierce will encounter the monarch of the Netherworld who was born out of nowhere, and such an enemy-free being like the Netherworld monarch will suffer 'God's condemnation'.

In this world, in this world, who can be happy, who can be at ease?

Turning around, he heard an exclamation from the courtyard.

"Ok?!"

Daoist Fox's expression changed, and he jumped across a hundred zhang into the ruins of Jiaoyuan Temple~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Before he landed, he saw a group of little red foxes 'chattering' around a little milk dog It seemed that there was no danger, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

But not waiting for his breath to come down completely, his heart that didn't let go for a long time raised it again.

In the middle of the ruins, at the edge of a dry well, stood a Taoist man in white with his back to him.

The Taoist is neither high nor low, but in his senses, it is a towering mountain, and he is like a little ant, and he can't help but tremble.

This Daoist is clearly the former Daoist in white.

He was terrified and stood still, not daring to move.

However, An Qisheng ignored Daoist Fox's meaning and listened to the movement in the well.

He threw a stone into the well, and up to this point, he had not heard the stone fall to the ground.

This seems like a bottomless pit.