I feed the worms with my body, I am the evil demon

The setting sun was as red as blood, covering the quiet town.

Gu Xiu sat cross-legged in the center of the ancestral hall. At this time, his upper body was naked, and countless black insects rushed to his lower abdomen. The whole ancestral hall was filled with densely packed corpses.

One hideous and terrified head after another fell, and blood flowed slowly like a waterfall, which looked even more scarlet under the setting sun.

The thick blood on the ground seemed to be attracted and began to flow towards Gu Xiu. This scene was like a sacrificial ceremony in a ghost story.

The insects gathered in the abdomen actually formed circles in an orderly manner, just like the annual rings of a big tree.

The blood flowed from all directions to Gu Xiu's feet, and then continued to be injected into his abdomen like a spirit.

At this moment, the circles of insect wheels on his lower abdomen devoured greedily.

Gu Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were full of red blood, and he smiled softly at the sky while enduring the endless pain.

The laughter seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth bit by bit.

"Swallow it, swallow it. After swallowing these blood foods, you should behave yourself. Don't swallow my spiritual energy anymore."

The blood kept flowing, and the insect wheel seemed to understand Gu Xiu's words and began to shrink continuously, and finally became the size of a palm.

A loud hissing suddenly came from the silent ancestral hall, just like the long and piercing chirping of cicadas in summer.

A surge of spiritual energy stirred, and Gu Xiu slowly stood up. His eyes were red and his whole body was full of blood. The high-pitched cicada chirping sounded in his ears and in the depths of his soul.

With a "bang", Gu Xiu knelt on the ground, and blood-red gas kept gushing out of his mouth and nose. He held his head with both hands and inserted his ten fingers into his hair, and his pupils gradually became blurred.

"Hehe, it's not enough," Gu Xiu suddenly raised his head, grinning at the corners of his mouth and his eyes rolled repeatedly in his eye sockets, "Hehe, it's not enough, eat...eat it all..."

When the last ray of sunset fell into the mountains.

He crushed the head on the ground with one foot, and then Gu Xiu ran out like crazy.

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Darkness enveloped the earth, and the whole town fell into a dead silence.

Under the archway outside the town, Gu Xiu stared blankly into the distance. He was naked from the waist up and barefoot, and strange black and brown lines flashed red on his body.

Those were the traces left by the insects.

The original insect wheel in the lower abdomen had become smaller and smaller, and Gu Xiu could clearly feel that they were devouring each other.

Until the red light dissipated and the strange lines gradually disappeared under the skin, they completely returned to peace.

Gu Xiu came to his senses in a daze, his pale face became even colder in the moonlight, and the whole town behind him was filled with death and no one was alive.

The next moment, Gu Xiu suddenly moved and began to run. The outline of the high mountains in the dark in front of him was like a beast with its mouth wide open waiting for its prey to come.

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The mountain is densely covered with trees, and there is a dilapidated cave where Gu Xiu took shelter from the rain when he went up the mountain a few years ago.

On the way up the mountain, when he arrived in front of the cave, Gu Xiu stopped running. There were several wounds on his body caused by thorns. He seemed to be unconscious and went into the cave.

The originally dark cave was lit up with a dim light after Gu Xiu came in.

The cave was not big, with only a pile of thatched straw mats for a simple bed.

Gu Xiu dragged his heavy body and fell on the thatched straw.

On the other side of the straw, there was a body as dry as a dry wood leaning against the stone wall, and it was impossible to tell its age and appearance.

Suddenly, a soul flew out of the dead body. This soul shadow was about half a hundred years old, and looked listless, as if it would be blown away by the wind.

Xu Ziqi looked at the young man lying on the thatched straw and sighed heavily.

"Kid, you still took this step!"

Looking at the boy, Xu Ziqi seemed to see himself back then.

In the past, he was born in a remote village in Anguo like Gu Xiu. By chance, he got a place in the immortal gate test, but his spiritual roots were too useless to enter the immortal gate.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. When Xu Ziqi was discouraged, a casual cultivator happened to pass by. Seeing that his spiritual roots were not bad, he took him as a disciple.

In this way, the master and the disciple depended on each other for life and found a place to stay in a place where many casual cultivators gathered.

Of course, it is difficult to cultivate immortals, and it is even more difficult to cultivate casually. Without the protection of the sect, the master and the disciple spent the whole day in anxiety.

Until Xu Ziqi stepped into the seventh level of Qi Refining, the master who had depended on each other for more than ten years was killed for snatching opportunities from others.

From then on, Xu Ziqi struggled alone in the world of immortal cultivation. Originally, he had a useless spiritual root and could not build a foundation at all. Fortunately, he still had some opportunities and successfully built a foundation when his life was running out.

After building the foundation, Xu Ziqi lost his original drive. Instead, he was tired of the fighting and killing in the world of immortal cultivation. He chose to retire from the world of immortal cultivation, returned to the secular world, married and had children, and became a small rich man.

Originally, Xu Ziqi thought that this dull secular life would continue until his lifespan was exhausted.

However, the peaceful life was broken by the death of his son Xu Fan.

Xu Fan, the only son, had no spiritual roots. Xu Ziqi was happy that his son could live an ordinary life, so he gave him the word Fan.

But the young Xu Fan was born extraordinary. Although he had no spiritual roots, he was a martial arts genius. He could learn secular martial arts at a glance. He was young and frivolous and ignored his father's opposition to entering the world of martial arts. He made a name for himself in the world of martial arts before he was even a grown man.

Later, the new emperor of Anguo ascended the throne. He was so licentious that he did not care about the government. The neighboring country Zhao took the opportunity to launch a war and invade the border of Anguo.

The young Xu Fan was full of passion. When he became famous, he resolutely left the world of martial arts and went to the battlefield.

In just five years, he established an unrivaled prestige in the army and was promoted rapidly from frontier scout, corporal, sergeant, captain, colonel, and then to general.

It is unprecedented in the history of Anguo that he can occupy a seat in the Golden Palace at the age of twenty. He is called the White Tiger Star Lord by the people of Anguo.

Unfortunately, Xu Fan is young and hot-tempered, and he angrily scolds the ministers in the court, which makes people hate him.

After the ceasefire between the two countries, the new emperor feared Xu Fan's prestige in the army. It happened that Anguo was in turmoil. Several powerful civil officials designed to let Xu Fan lead his troops to the rivers and lakes. Most of the soldiers under Xu Fan were gangsters, so it was bound to fall apart.

However, Xu Fan would rather disobey the imperial edict than turn the butcher knife to the people of Anguo.

So, the new emperor seized the opportunity to punish him for disrespect and exterminate his nine clans.

After Xu Ziqi learned that his only son died tragically outside the palace gate, his eyes were bloodshot and his hair stood on end.

He settled his family and picked up the magic sword that had been sealed for many years.

Ignoring the rules set by the Righteous Alliance in the world of immortal cultivation, they killed their way to the capital of Anguo.

However, Xu Ziqi could never have imagined that there were several foundation-building priests in the capital of Anguo in the mortal kingdom.

Priests from the righteous sects, who personally made the rules that cultivators were not allowed to participate in all mundane things, seemed so ridiculous.

Xu Ziqi was besieged by several foundation-building monks, used up all his trump cards, and his magic tools were all broken. He only escaped with his life by relying on the chance left behind in the past.

However, when he fled here, his injuries worsened and he had to hide in this hole.

Until he met the boy who was hiding from the rain.

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