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In the northwest of the desert, Hate, a place with a strange name and turbulent winds blowing all year round, if you can go through the strong wind, survive the hunger, and do not happen to encounter monsters, then you will eventually find that in this desert In the hinterland of the center, there is actually a big pit.

The mouth of the pit is very large and irregularly circular. If you go around for a circle, it will take more than half an hour for a strong boy who is full of food.

The pit is very deep, and no one knows how deep it is. Anyway, the stones thrown in did not echo.

Normally, the pit will be pitch black.

But in the evening, at a certain time, if the sun is shining in the sky and there is no wind, then the light at this specific angle will hit a piece of obsidian ore the size of a cylinder mouth on the wall of the pit.

The stone reflects light, hits the opposite side, and meets another ore.

After such countless transmissions, the beam of light will shine with seven colors, becoming more and more powerful and illusory, and finally hit a rather large platform in the center of the tiankeng.

This is the end of the light, and as long as it can be projected in, a mirage is bound to be born.

At the bottom of the desert pit, there is the most treacherous mirage. It is a door, or more precisely, it is just a doorway, surrounded by white stone pillars, and there is no carving on it, only a faint blood color.

The ninth gate is here, and it has been here since the Moonlight Clan lived in this tiankeng.

No one knows where the original body of this door is, and the Moonlight Clan has always been cautious, so no one has ever stepped into that door.

Until one day, a new king appeared in their clan, a king who was arrogant and willful with two hearts.

"Well, the lives of the clansmen are not suitable for risking. Then the lives of others will be better." The elders tried every means to persuade them, but they got this answer.

The next day, this guy went out to catch a little demon and threw it through the door.

The little demon's way is very shallow, after he entered, he let out a scream, and then there was no further movement.

Change lanes and go deeper, throw it in, and most of them struggled and screamed for a day or two nights.

The Moonlight King was young and conceited at the time, and finally one day he drank too much and couldn't bear to go in to find out what happened.

This trip lasted for seven days, and the eyes of the elders in the clan were about to cry and bleed. When he was about to make a tomb for him, he came out with a pale face. Shi Shiran told his clansmen, "I am not dead, I am a spirit I lost [-]% of my strength, nothing, I'm fine, very fine."

Inside the door is another world, he doesn't know what it is, but it is very painful to be in it, as if there are ten thousand tiny lightning bolts penetrating into your lungs, crackling and burning you, devouring everything in you.

"What a powerful character, he will be unable to move there. After a long time, his spiritual power, body, and even his soul will melt into smoke. But I still came out."

When he said this, the young Moonlight King was full of energy, his two hearts were beating at the same time, and his blood was rushing. He really thought that he was a genius and had everything in his hands.

Until one day, he met Tai Sui, the last Tai Sui in the world.

Tai Sui, the magic weapon of heaven and earth.

They have been around since ancient times.

Even though they have life, they are classified as objects and can be used at will, which is worse than animals.

Immortals, demons, ghosts and all practitioners of the six realms will hunt them down.He ruthlessly tempered their bodies into superior magic weapons, and cruelly killed them if they went too far, so that their resentment would not dissipate, and they became their own puppets and shikigami.

Tai Sui is getting rarer and rarer.

Until one day, there was only the last one left, which was chased by all the gods and Buddhas and had nowhere to go.

On his way to escape, he met the Moonlight King.

Things in the world are so wonderful.

This is the end of the road, and he is destined to become the magic weapon of the Moonlight King, but in the process of cultivation, the Moonlight King fell in love with him.

The reason Tai Sui is a thing is because they have no heart. Although they have a human form, they have no heart.

And the Moonlight King happens to have two hearts.

To dig a heart into him, this is not a shocking decision for the already paranoid and arrogant Moonlight King.

Unlike the cautious and reserved Moonlight Clan people, he is a different kind, no matter whether he likes or hates, he is direct and thorough.

What is astonishing is Tai Sui after getting this heart.

Not only did his aura increase greatly after he got his heart, Tai Sui found that he suddenly had the ability to gather and replenish, but everything can be affected, and he can take away its essence at will.

Because of this change, and because of the blood debt of his clansmen, Tai Sui has become the most lewd natural bear in the world.

Everything is acceptable, as long as it is strong enough to give you the spiritual power you want.

And on this journey of unrestrained pursuit, one autumn afternoon, he met a drunken Pixiu.

The two people's eyes collided, and they immediately lit up firewood, and regardless of the weather, they entangled like crazy in the woods by the roadside.

This time of love, Tai Sui reached an unprecedented climax.And soon discovered that not only did he get nourishment, but his spiritual power suddenly increased, and the Pixiu didn't lose anything, and it even benefited him a lot.

Natural attack and receiving, the two benefit each other, who dares to say that they are not a natural match.

The two of them flirted with each other, the sea of ​​flames in the demon world, fairy caves, cliffs, everywhere was a place for them to have fun.

And after each climax, Tai Sui would often have killing intent, and he would not forgive any of those who used to treat his people as playthings.

Kill, those who stand in my way die.

After the climaxes and pleasures again and again, the two often stand shoulder to shoulder, and from a distance, they are playing chords.

Naturally attacking and suffering, Pixiu Tai Sui finally became the biggest pair of monsters in the Six Realms.

"All disasters are caused by the Moonlight Clan King."

The high gods at the top of the cloud finally came to such a conclusion after discussing that they threatened the lives of the whole clan and asked the Moonlight King to personally end the curse he had planted.

As a result, a bloody battle broke out in the territory of the Moonlight Clan.

The half-blooded Moonlight King watched with his own eyes that his people were slaughtered to death by that pair of colluding monsters.

"You are kind to me." Finally, on the middle platform of Tiankeng, Tai Sui looked at Moonlight King, and slowly raised the corners of his lips: "But you blocked my way."

It was a midsummer evening, after Tai Sui finished saying this, the setting sun from the west happened to cast in, reflected by layers of blood-stained ore, and opened a streamering doorway behind Tai Sui.

At this moment, the Moonlight King made up his mind.

After trying his best to knock Tai Sui into the door, he spread his five fingers, dug into his chest, and pulled out the other heart from his chest. He chanted the spell, and the bleeding heart was crushed by him, drawing a picture One of the most vicious sealing spells in the world.

——"I curse you that you will never be free, gradually weakening, and finally turning into dust and smoke. I swear by my blood, this door will never be opened, unless one day I repeat the same mistakes and dig my heart for you. Knowing that you bully me, but still dig My heart is for you!"

Two thousand nine hundred and eighty-six years later, in the hinterland of the desert, accompanied by the sound of the wind, it seems that this poisonous spell with endless hatred still echoes.

Six hundred miles away, it took only six days for Mo Ya to reach the hinterland of the desert.

Following the guiding talisman given by Na Xu, he did not lose his way. After crossing the strong wind and entering the hatred, he even drank the last pot of water beside him.

Yes, he didn't intend to go back, if the ninth door couldn't be opened, then he'd fucking die!

After arriving at the tiankeng of the Moonlight Clan, the guide talisman suddenly caught fire and burned itself clean.

This shows that the ninth gate should be in front of him, but he arrived a day early.

Mo Ya clenched his fists, his lips were chapped and bloody, and he just stood upright, waiting until the sun rose and set, and the evening of the seventh day came.

This is a bloody dusk. As soon as the sun rises, the wind stops, and the air slowly rises on the quicksand, as if the collective is silent, waiting for a certain moment to come.

Then, he heard the sound of lovebirds flapping their wings.

To be precise, it should be the skeleton of a lovebird. I don't know who reassembled its dead bones. Now it is flapping its ghostly wings and landing very carefully, trying not to stir up a little dust.

Sitting on the pile of dead bones was a well-dressed Bai Ze. It seemed that he had taken a lot of poison last time, and his face was quite pale.

"Fortunately, it's not too late." He yawned lazily after getting off the lovebird, "here, this is for you."

Mo Ya turned his head, looked at him inexplicably, and inexplicably went to take the things he handed over.

A heart dripping with blood was still beating faintly in the palm of his hand.

"To open this door, apart from spells, you also need a sacrifice of a living person's heart, don't you mind?" Bai Ze yawned again.

"Whose heart is this?"

"Is it important?"

"It's not important." Mo Ya immediately replied, "Okay, then do you know where the ninth gate is?"

"Wait for a while." Bai Ze stretched out a finger, motioning him to whisper: "Hush, don't startle the wind and sand, the sand will change the direction of the light."

Mo Ya then remained silent, holding that heart with mixed feelings.

At this time, the sun was slanting westward, hitting the first obsidian in the pit at the most appropriate angle, and shining brightly.

Bai Ze waved his hand, and as soon as he signaled, Mo Ya knew it, and he lightly swept up Lovebird's back.

The lovebirds flapped their wings and took off with extreme caution, chasing the beam of light that was constantly projecting, and kept sinking for an unknown amount of time before reaching the end of the light.

At the end is a door, like a false one, a misty mirage that goes deep into the ground.

The ninth door.

Mo Ya got off his back and stood in front of the door, holding his breath.

Up to this time, he still firmly believes that this is a time gate that can send him to any time and any place.

On the night before the accident, July [-], [-], at one o'clock in the morning on Monday, he wanted to go back and kill Zuo Nan and himself.

He silently recited this time in his heart, not knowing how many times it was.

Then he raised his hand, held the heart in his palm, and held it up high.

Although Bai Ze didn't say anything, somehow, he seemed to understand how to sacrifice.

Gripping the palm, the heart was immediately broken, and the blood splashed on the illusory ninth door.

"Bleeding out of my heart, I hate this door. Be kind to Tibet, and accept all things. In the world of five turbidities, ten directions kill gods, and joyfully inherit the world."

The mantra was stinky and long, but Mo Ya remembered it clearly, every single word, his lips trembling slightly.

After that, the ninth door was still silent, and there was no earth-shattering increase in brilliance, but a slight change in the air flow in the middle of the door.

The change seems to have a sound, as if someone woke up from a dream and let out an incomparably long sigh.

Mo Ya's right hand was dripping with blood, he took a tentative step forward, trying to step through the door.

"Huh..." There was another sound from the door, but it was no longer a sigh, but like someone let out the knot of depression in his chest.

"call……"

The voice sounded again, but it was in front of his eyes in an instant. Mo Ya couldn't step through the door and saw nothing. He only felt an undercurrent rushing into his body with a "whoosh", penetrating into his limbs and bones, and also rushing into his body. It entered his brain, drained all the oxygen in it, and made him lose consciousness in an instant.