Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"If you don't speak, I know what you are thinking!"

The old man hugged Fuchen and sat huddled on the futon, seeming to put some distance away so that Fang Lin could see clearly.

Fang Lin took a closer look and felt that there was a sacred aura about this old man.

He suddenly felt strange. The old man looked like a demon, but his breath seemed to be divine! ??

"You know why you hit me!"

Fang Lin was slapped twice in succession. Although he woke up, his head still hurt. He couldn't help but rub it and sat up to complain.

"Where are you from?"

"Humph, where did it come from? This world has forgotten those of us who have been through life and death. It's really sad and pitiful."

When the old man heard this, he immediately blew his beard and stared.

Fang Lin was immediately surprised, knowing where those familiar feelings came from.

This must be another old monster who has lived for a long time. He always stays in this world and lingers on because of inexplicable and unforgettable obsessions.

"What is your last wish? If I can help you, I will definitely help you. As long as you get me out of here and take my friends out!"

Fang Lin waved his hand, indicating that he was already aware of this kind of encounter.

The old man suddenly blew his beard and stared.

"Humph, what do you think I am?"

"What do I think you are, an undead soul that has been lingering in the world for a long time and is unwilling to leave?"

What Fang Lin didn't understand was why this old man rejected his essence.

After hearing this, the old man lost his temper. After a while, he raised his hand again and gave Fang Lin a big slap in the face.

"Wrong guess."

Fang Lin was even more speechless. If there was a next time, he vowed not to care about the current situation and go ahead and do it.

"Speak up if you have something to say."

The old man suddenly rose into the sky, as if he was trapped in a long memory.

"That was a long, long time ago."

"If you want to tell a fairy tale, now you can

ended with. I've heard quite a few. "

Fang Lin was even more speechless. This familiar opening was really boring.

"Why can't you, a young man, just listen patiently to what I have to say!"

The old man simply gritted his teeth, and this young man simply came to torture him.

Fang Lin was speechless, "My friends are still going through life and death outside. I can't stay here for long."

The ruins were crumbling, and Jin Taohua rushed over crying to save him. He hadn't seen Meng Yunzhou yet, and he didn't know if Meng Yunzhou had found the inheritance on the edge of the ruins.

Could it be that Jin Taohua had already fallen in love with him, so she was crying so hard?

Fang Lin sighed, wondering why he always got into such debts unconsciously.

In addition to having two wives, Yu Fei and Yin Xue, he also has Xia Houle. If you add another golden peach blossom, well, that’s a bit much!

Fang Lin sighed, thinking even more of Chu Feng in Tianxing City.

"Young man, I didn't expect you to have a lot of experience."

The old man pondered for a while and said jokingly.

Fang Lin was even more speechless. It seemed that nothing in his mind could be hidden from this old senior.

"Can you stop reading my thoughts?"

The old man shrugged and seemed to enjoy it.

"It doesn't matter if I don't want to read it. It's because you are too confused and confused at the moment and think too much! That voice seems like noise, and I can't help but listen."

Fang Lin was speechless, "I'm sorry to say that."

"It doesn't matter, I won't argue with you."

The old man waved his hand in a bet.

Fang Lin was even more speechless. He swore that if the old man kept talking nonsense, he would punch him.

The old man probably also sensed Fang Lin's anger at this moment, and quickly said seriously

He stood up and cleared his throat.

"Young man, I'll tell you the truth. Don't you think my clothes are a bit strange?"

Fang Lin looked at it and found that it was indeed different from his own.

"You can just say it."

"Young man, you're really not cute." The old man didn't get the response he deserved and felt bored. However, he read that he would be beaten up by Fang Lin if he didn't say anything, so he decided not to talk nonsense.

"I am the undead soul of the previous era. I am ordered by the immortals to leave a trace of my remaining soul as a warning to future generations."

"What is an era?"

Fang Lin felt that if the old man really lived alone for so long, he would be really lonely and pitiful. But I still don’t understand something. ??

"It seems that the description of this part has disappeared from the books on the fairy world. Every time the fairy world is destroyed or experiences a catastrophe, it heralds the end of the old era and the arrival of a new era."

The old man put it in an easy-to-understand way. He found that Fang Lin knew very little about the common sense of the fairy world.

Fang Lin nodded, understanding. Just a recount.

"What's the warning?"

"Haha, young man." The old man suddenly changed to a mysterious tone, "Have you not seen any abnormal creatures? For example, those evil humans who like to devour flesh and blood, which are completely different from the immortal cultivators?"

"Evil cultivators have always existed. It's nothing new."

Fang Lin had already made a guess, but he couldn't admit it.

The old man smiled meaningfully, "Young man, those are demons!"

"Now, I'm afraid the ancient demons have also appeared, and their numbers are increasing."

Fang Lin thought of the Demon Cave in the Demon Slaying Conference, of Yunzhou in chaos, and of the Demon Cave where Meng Yunzhou's wife was trapped, all of which reminded him of the anomalies.

"You mean this?"

The old man had already read Fang Lin's thoughts, nodded, and said in appreciation

:"good."

"What are you warning about?"

Fang Lin intuitively felt that this warning was not a good thing, and he was immediately worried about the safety of Xia Houle and his other two wives.

The old man's face was infinitely sad and determined.

"Beware of the ancient demon subverting the fairy world!"

"Hmph, they are all sealed in the Ancient Heaven Road. Even if they come out, so what, the number cannot be compared to the immortals, and they will definitely not be able to cause trouble."

Fang Lin knew that if he wanted to know more information, he would use this method.

Sure enough, after hearing this, the old man frowned and snorted coldly.

"Today's young people in the fairy world are so unaware of worries. The horror of the ancient demons is not just these, but their spirit and behavior."

"They want to seize the immortal world and turn it into a sea of ​​suffering. By then, the immortals you care about will become puppets trapped in negative emotions and controlled by them, and will never have freedom again."

Fang Lin felt a little heavy, and felt that the old man was being alarmist.

"If you still don't want to believe it, then I'll show you the doomsday scenes I've seen."

After the old man finished speaking, he reached out his hand and pressed it between Fang Lin's eyebrows before he could refuse.

Suddenly, the charred land, dead and injured humans, the distant fighting, the dark red sky, and so on all entered Fang Lin's mind.

There was an immortal holding the body of a companion sadly, with tears streaming down his face, and he screamed to the sky with grief and anger. Finally, he picked up the magic sword and rushed into the battlefield, killing countless dark figures crazily.

Fang Lin was infected by this emotion and felt a little depressed for a while.

If that really is the future of the fairy world, how can his other two wives be kept safe?

He can protect Xia Houle, but can the two wives come back and reunite in time?

The old man was very satisfied with Fang Lin's reaction, and his voice became serious and thoughtful.

Fang Lin subconsciously raised his eyes.