Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

In order to avoid the risk of over-exposing his identity, after some discussion, he proposed to rest for a while and repair himself. Therefore, Li Feng chose to leave the crowd alone and go to a nearby secret room to cultivate his mind.

His friends did not force him to stay, but only reminded him not to travel far during this period and to be cautious. This agreement was also recognized by Li Feng. They believed that it would be safer and more reasonable to make the truth public after conducting an in-depth investigation in secret.

Back at Qianyuan Star, Li Feng gazed at the empty and solemn Qingjing Guanyu, held a spiritual bead tightly in his hand and gently broke it. Then Long Zhi's shadow appeared in front of him. She was a little female relative of heaven and earth. Before leaving, she gave him a large number of spiritual beads for communication.

Following the principle of economy, Li Feng immediately asked about Lei Zhenzi's news. After talking with him, he learned that he was safe and sound. He was filled with heartfelt relief and expressed sincere gratitude. Finally, he quietly dispersed the image with polite words.

Afterwards, he released the halls that he had hidden in the Xuanqi Ruyi Bag, arranged them in order, and went directly into the largest hall. The halls were still as luxurious as before, and the red floor that looked like a beautifully woven piece of land was like a beautiful scene of rolling clouds and waves, which was extremely eye-catching.

But at this moment, the beautiful female emperor sitting cross-legged in the hall was not dressed up as usual. She just had a simple hairstyle - her hair was combed up into a small bun like clouds - to complete this image. Her face was full of anxiety and uneasiness.

After sensing Li Feng's arrival, Bai Ling quickly stood up and went to greet him, looking at him with surprise and joy. The light waves flowing in her eyes gently caressed his face. She then knelt down respectfully and whispered, "Welcome home, young master."

Facing all this, Li Feng smiled and said to him, "Are you confused about what happened?"

Things happened suddenly, and he had to put Bai Ling into the Qiankun Ruyi Bag as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, this action brought him directly to this ** place.

At this time, Bai Ling still had no idea where she was.

When the question was raised, the woman just smiled and said, "As long as you are safe and sound, that is the best thing. This is more important than anything else."

Yi Jian's heart warmed up, he stretched out his finger to touch the charming bright red lips, and said with a subtle smile: "Your tongue can talk so well, why do you always keep silent?"

Then he felt his fingers being caught by a slender and smooth tongue.

Holding Bai Ling hostage, she gently opened her cherry lips, gently stroked his fingertips, and softly suggested: "This is exactly the new art that I have just realized. I stammered while talking to you... Would you like to experience it?"

"You're a cunning little bastard..."

He secretly rebuked her, but shook his head unconventionally and said, "Let's not talk about fun for now."

He then outlined all the details, and while skipping over the privacy that could not be disclosed, he explained to Bai Ling in detail the reasons why the incident had occurred.

I saw her eyes slowly expand like a lake, reflecting joy and respect.

Bai Ling had never expected that he would actually win the arm wrestling competition with the legendary Grand Master of the Styx.

The fact that rescue forces were mobilized from thousands or millions of miles away was completely ignored.

She doesn't care about it.

After all, he is the Great Witch God of the Styx, one of the most peerless semi-saint gods in history.

If her son had not been killed on the spot, it would have been enough to prove his extraordinary strength.

In addition, he also successfully snatched away the magical items of the companion of the Great Witch God of the Styx, and that’s not all!

It was incredible to imagine, and even though she knew that the young master was extraordinary and different from others when she first met him a thousand years ago, she was still deeply shocked at this moment. She was quite proud of her own knowledge.

"I am telling you this because this matter may cause the Emperor Minghe to target your Qingqiu family."

Li Hua said seriously: "So you need to let your relatives temporarily avoid Qingqiu, disperse your forces, and seek refuge in various cave heavens and immortal palaces... Don't worry, this is just in case."

Bai Ling nodded in agreement, and knowing that time was running out, he immediately took out the soul-connecting jade bead to contact the elders in the clan.

It was discovered that due to the aftermath of the fierce battle at Qingqiu Mountain, the entire Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fox clan had already left in all directions as planned by many elders.

When this voice came at this time, Yu Yuan could only smile bitterly.

It turned out that among the four great fox clans, only the Qingqiu clan remained prosperous.

It turns out that they are so cautious in protecting themselves.

……

Tens of millions of years later, a small universe of ** was formed under the Blood Abyss.

This world is named after darkness, and it is the place where my race lives in seclusion and the base for the Demon Lord to cultivate immortality. What is very different from this world is that this world is filled with a thick dark atmosphere, scarce resources, and weak spiritual energy.

The eternally dark stars hanging in the sky are connected to the abyss-like shadows of the universe. Under the intersection of light and shadow, deep lines are outlined, giving the "Dark World" its unique appearance.

The ground was an endless expanse of dark forests and wild lands, with hardly a single bit of greenery to be found. In this place, it was extremely difficult for all things to grow.

The way to provide us with cultivation resources is extremely challenging. We need to go deep into the dark and unpredictable abyss, fight against all kinds of strange beasts and hidden evil ghosts, so as to obtain the dark energy necessary for cultivation.

This is our way of cultivation, cruel yet extremely tenacious.

In the heart of the world, there is a holy place revered by all demons - the Dark Star Altar. This is where the souls of many demons return.

At this moment, bursts of curses and heavy collisions echoed on the Dark Star Altar, as if the entire space was resonating.

\"Acting tyrannically!\"

\"Acting tyrannically! \"

\"Acting tyrannically!!!\"

……

Around the Dark Star Altar, the giants of the demon world, such as Tianyou Demon and Xuanming War Demon, knelt in front of the stairs beside the passage. Their faces were as solemn as ink, their breathing was tightened, and their hearts were filled with panic.

Although they could not witness what was happening in the air, based on their previous perceptions and speculations, they roughly guessed that the struggle between the saints had once again broken the peaceful surface.

There is no doubt that it is another group of unceremonious saints who are stirring up trouble and arousing their anger.

How hateful! This group of saints was too arrogant. They teased them at will just a second ago, and now they were even bold enough to challenge the dignity of the "Holy Lord".

When will we be able to freely display our majesty like the saints?

Suddenly, a low and sinister sneer sounded from the altar.

"Come here and learn from me!"

The demon giants exchanged glances, and without hesitation, they marched forward in order, embarking on this road that symbolized respect, honor and disgrace.

It was not until they arrived in front of the main altar that they discovered that on the high altar made of black crystal, there sat a woman radiating a cold light all over her body, like a mighty emperor who did not glare at the crowd.

"Your Highness, Lord Dark God, is here to hear your inquiries. We hope that you will avenge your enemies and ascend to a higher peak of the holy realm!"

The giants all bowed their heads. We have a deep respect for the race created by the Dark Lord. Especially when the Holy Sect and the Dark Sect were founded, our respect was even more worshipful and full of faith.

As they knelt on the ground, they remained motionless, not looking up. Because without permission, any movement was extremely cautious. They only moved when she gave the order, thus demonstrating the principle of respect and compliance with the law.

The long cry of the underworld finally penetrated the silence and rang in the ears of every listener. \"Everyone can calm down and wait for teaching\"

The gods, their voices no longer carry the anxiety and restlessness of the past.

Ever since the old god of the underworld, the Patriarch of the Underworld, came to this realm, his majesty is like a mountain, making everyone's awe deeper and their faith more firm.

After a long silence, in the midst of a solemn atmosphere, the Patriarch of the Underworld finally spoke. His tone remained calm and profound as always, without revealing any anger. "Everyone, stand up. This is the rule, remember it."

\"Thank you Pope for your teachings!\"

In a moment of relaxation and relief, people including Garuda quickly stood up, grateful for the teachings, and then bowed to show respect. The majesty of the underworld, at this moment, condensed a force that could not be questioned.

\"From today on, we will not leave this dark sea without permission. This rule is the law of heaven and must be followed. In addition, in addition to cultivating your energy, you should also diligently train your blood, flesh and spirit. I will teach you several sets of methods to temper your body and spirit! \"

Upon hearing this, everyone around was surprised and puzzled. Could it be that the restrictions of the underworld would be imposed on them again, or that the leader intended to change the way of cultivation?

Even though they were full of doubts, they knew that it would be unreasonable to ask questions to the creator who was like a father. So they just bowed and thanked him, and said no more. The ancestor of the underworld is not only the god who gives life to the descendants of the Asuras, but also the pope who guides the way and is a spiritual mentor, or the absolute trust behind all these identities.

The attention of the underworld was now focused on Brahma and other kings. The master's eyes moved over them. He whispered, revealing his deep thoughts: "Has the great Ksitigarbha here been to this pool of the underworld recently?"

The person being asked, Garuda, shook his head with reverence to deny the doubts of the underworld, and told a story of the past: \"Thousands of years ago, Ksitigarbha was ordered to break his magic stick with the power of Yuansha, and since then he has not dared to step into the pool of the underworld, venerable one!\"

The old god of the underworld nodded in response, and there seemed to be a trace of deep thought in his heart. Garuda was silent for a moment, and asked with some curiosity: "Venerable, why did you suddenly mention his deeds?"

\"Is the knowledge you seek really necessary?\"

Facing the scrutiny of the underworld, he dared not speak out: "I dare not bother you, Your Excellency. I pray that Your Excellency will forgive my ignorance!"

However, before he finished speaking, a light sigh, like an invisible air current, made his body involuntarily leave the palace and fly towards the steep cliff in the distance. Like the force of a bullet, it directly embedded into the rock thousands of feet away. The spectators around him all held their breath, fearing that any small mistake would cause the dissatisfaction of the underworld or even the wrath of thunder.