Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

In the small farmyard with thatched huts and fence walls, two children in the main corner are playing. The lively and strong boy leads the big yellow dog and drives away the domestic chickens and ducks. The little girl holds a takraw ball in her hand and throws it from one side to the other. Side, never tired of it.

Today was a beautiful day with a clear blue sky, but a strange wind blew from nowhere, and it started to rain heavily.

Suddenly drenched, the little girl raised her head in confusion, only to see a day and a month hanging strangely in the gaps in the dark clouds.

"A Niang, A Niang, come and see..." the children danced and shouted, "There are two suns in the sky!"

The woman who was weaving looked up and rubbed her eyes with her hands. Before she could taste it, her feet shook violently.

"Son, run—"

The woman was horrified to find that a bottomless crack had opened from the corner of the adobe brick wall, spreading towards the child at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the critical moment, the woman stepped forward to hug her child tightly and rolled to the side.

At the same time, with a bang, the thatched hut was overwhelmed and collapsed, and the brick, earth and thatched huts buried the women and children together.

Dilong's turnaround lasted for a cup of tea time, and the clusters of villages and fertile fields around the mountains were all reduced to ruins, and the population was almost extinct.

Starting from the village at the foot of the mountain, an abyss crack runs from east to west, spanning a hundred miles like a river bed, tearing the mountain in half.

The mortals who survived by luck stood up tremblingly, looking for their relatives in the waste, while digging the gravel ruins, while doing sins with red eyes, crying and begging the blessings of the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

The man who ran back from the field used his shovel to pry the beams and pillars with all his strength, and pressed down on the woman who didn't know whether he was alive or dead and the two dying children who were hugged by the woman, and shouted with red eyes: "Cui Niang Baoer will definitely It's okay, Daddy will save you, it'll be okay, it'll be okay..."

The little girl was bleeding profusely from her forehead, she tried her best to widen her eyes, and said in a faint voice, "...Father, it hurts so much..."

The man put all his strength into his body, his face was flushed from the wind and rain, his temples were throbbing with veins, his teeth were grinning, he looked hideous and terrifying, but his eyes were covered with mist. Shout: "Dalang, come out with Bao'er in your arms..."

The young man grabbed the grass roots indiscriminately, and climbed with his face pressed against the dirt. He felt his legs were being suppressed. He endured the pain and worked hard a few times but couldn't move an inch. Dad mentioned that he only wanted to send Bao'er out first.

However, the little girl was stuck between her aunt and elder brother, and she didn't know where she was hurt. There was blood in her mouth, and Da Lang couldn't do anything, so she cried anxiously: "What should I do, my sister can't get out, she bleeds a lot Blood, mother, mother, help me..."

The woman couldn't even breathe, and her body gradually cooled down. The man's eyes turned black, and he held on to his breath, but his bones creaked, his spine was crushed by the heavy load bit by bit, but there was no life around him. People helped him, only the smell of blood became stronger and stronger and the wailing came from nowhere.

The helpless cries of his own child became the last straw, the man's breathing was stagnant, and when he was about to be crushed, his body suddenly lightened, and he suddenly lost his strength. The man fell to the ground and got up dazed At that time, he found that the earth and stone waste that was pressing on his wife and children was suspended in the air, and then pushed into the crack caused by the ground dragon turning over by an invisible force.

A pair of Taoists came hand in hand.

The young Taoist carried out the two children, and the green-clothed fairy lifted the woman's body, pinched her chin and fed a mouthful of the pill: "I'm still breathing, Ayu, I've used your top-grade soul-returning pill. "

The Taoist pinched a rejuvenation technique, he didn't care how much the pill was worth, he just said: "Saving people is the most important thing."

After two or three strokes to save the lives of the whole family, the Taoist did not stay, leaving a sentence "Don't stay, take your wife and children away from the abyss to a wide place", then searched for the remaining popularity, and opened the collapsed houses .Although only a few bloody corpses were dug up more often, dying people were occasionally rescued.

The man survived a desperate situation, kowtowed excitedly to the figure who had gone away, and left like a snail with the woman on his back and the child in his arms.

The people who were rescued afterwards were grateful for the appearance of the gods, and they also followed suit.

After rummaging through the village, a pair of Taoists looked back, only to find that there were only a few solitary people left in the village of hundreds of mortal households.

If Zhong Ying was here, he would be able to recognize these two monks as Yan Yu and Xu Xiaoxi, who were classmates when they were young. The two had already traveled around Kyushu as a fairy couple.

On a sunny day, it began to snow strangely. The flakes of snow were like catkins and goose feathers, and soon covered the ruins with a layer of cold white.

Yan Yu shook the snow off her shoulders, stared at the sun and the moon in the sky, with a solemn expression: "It is said that gods fight with mortals and suffer, but I still think it is a joke of mortals, who knows that it has become true now, and I don't know that the old master What happened to Senior Brother Zhong and Senior Brother Jun, if they also..."

Xu Xiaoxi pulled Taoist couple's hand with red eyes: "Don't think about it, we can save as many people as possible."

Yan Yu smiled bitterly: "Yes."

If the comprehension world and the demon world can't rob and kill the demons who try to destroy the world and prove the way, they are just an ant in Kyushu, insignificant, and they will be annihilated together with mortals in the end.

The two looked at each other before heading to the next village.

Ever since the spectacle of the coexistence of the sun and the moon appeared in the sky, natural disasters and earth-shaking changes have continued in the world. Everything that Zhong Ying once witnessed in the memory illusion constructed by the gods has now reappeared one by one.

The world was devastated as if it had been hit hard.

However, there are many differences.

"Fellow fellows, the old way is just a casual cultivator in the world. After many years of camping, I still don't know what to do. My cultivation level is low and I am unable to kill the leader of the devil. However, innocent people are suddenly suffering from an innocent disaster. We can't help you, but we can't help you. Don't be depressed, but help a bunch..."

"Old Taoist, stop reading, stop reading, when you finish reading these mortals in the south of the river will be submerged by floods, then countless souls will blame you for being naughty, knowing that you are not fast, I will give you a ride."

A young master in cassocks and treasures, apparently from a great family, descended from the sky, Didiu mentioned the chattering old man in gray robes, and his "bassy" imperial sword was like a rainbow.

"You are a loose cultivator, and I am still a demon cultivator. Look at my majestic ghost-faced sickle, which once shocked a mountain."

"In terms of background, I am still a direct descendant of the Su family in Shenyun Mountain..." "Aren't we all classmates of Yuxin Academy?"

"Give way, I'm a demon cultivator, don't get in the way, I can't even stretch my prototype."

"...There will be a verbal dispute, what else can we do besides saving ordinary people?"

Those who have the ability to personally prevent the gods from "proving the way" are all true immortals who have already survived the calamity of joining the Tao. Most monks are not even qualified to guard the new sword tower, so they bring the most proud magic weapon and the most abundant The panacea, in twos and threes, formed a team and patrolled the world.

When the vision of heaven and earth first appeared, the group of monks all turned pale with shock, their legs were so weak that they almost couldn't stand still.

However, the cultivators of the world have already known everything, and have made sufficient preparations in their hearts. They soon slowed down and came to rescue the nearby creatures. So panic fear, even madness and despair.

Although in the eyes of mortals, the "omnipotent" monks actually did very little, but with the help of such a group of "immortals", there was a little more hope in the whimpering and crying.

The disasters encountered in the Demon Realm of Kyushu are far more terrifying than those in the human world. Either the nine thunders strike the top, or the earth penetrates the nether world, or a hole suddenly pops up and countless poisonous mist is sprayed out...

The sects of the princes and noble families in various places in the comprehension world... all the cities and clans in the demon world... and even the Chongming Kingdom have launched a series of formations such as the town protection faction.

Occasionally, there are young geniuses who have cultivated far beyond their peers at a young age. With a bit of the courage of a newborn calf, they break through the restraints of their elders with whimsical ideas, and excitedly climb to the ridge of the roof to take a look , was shocked by the coercion of thousands of miles of thunder in the air, his mind went blank, his hands and feet were numb, his mouth and nose overflowed with blood, and his bones rolled from the glazed tiles to the bluestone slab.

The elder wiped his nosebleeds and scolded angrily: "The brat who hasn't even seen Lei Jie knows how powerful the world is, right? He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

With one hand, he dragged the boy back to the retreat room.

Yuxin Academy, Inheritance Island.

On the jade steps under the stone statue of Taoist ancestors stood rows of former masters of the Seventh Academy. Most of them were old and lived in seclusion in various secret places of the academy hundreds of thousands of years ago. At most, one or two thoughts of "this seems to be the old man who guards Xuehai Wuya Pavilion every day" and "isn't this a dead rascal who collects spirit stones in the valley of poverty" flashed through his mind.

When A Wan stepped on the silver bell and pinned it, the old man with a long beard and a beautiful servant girl lowered his eyelids: "Girl Wan, have the arrangements for the little disciples staying in the academy been settled?"

Hearing this, the director of Yaoguang, who was quite aggressive in front of the students, stopped obediently, like a mouse meeting a cat: "Master, all of them have been sent to the small world, and I also knocked out those who were angry. Absolutely not one was missed."

"That's good." The long-bearded old man smiled and said, "I have passed it on to you in the Yaoguang Academy, so what do you want the owner to do?"

Then he raised his eyelids and looked up at the sky.

Ordinary people's naked eyes can only see the rising sun and moon, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.The spiritual consciousness of ordinary monks can only detect the agitation and confusion of the aura, and the mind is uneasy.The old Taoists who have half-steps to enlightenment see through layers of superficial appearances, vaguely peeking at the mysterious and mysterious way of heaven.

But today, the sky seems to have been torn open with black wounds, and the turbid evil fires in the wounds are raging endlessly. When they try to comprehend, they will fall into a swamp-like vortex.

The way of heaven is out of order, and the law is approaching...

"I won't be able to stare at you anymore, old man, don't be self-willed, but it's okay to mess around once or twice once in a while, Wan girl, you are still so young..."

Awan nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and obeyed the instruction.

A boy ran out from the hall in front of him, and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes: "It's not good, it's not good, the old master's soul lamp flickered on and off, and the lamp was knocked, and there was a gap."

"Is the sword master's soul lamp still safe?"

"It's a little darker, but there's no sign of dying out."

The old man with long beard nodded: "It's the right time."

A Wan trembled all over, and several young courtyard masters silently retreated to the sides, saluting to the seniors.

One by one, the mentors walked towards the Hall of Inheritance, without even saying goodbye to the students and juniors they had personally passed on.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could only see a pair of double-track shoes and pieces of plain clothes.

When the long-bearded old man took a few steps, A Wan's eyes were red, and the old man stopped on the spot and clicked his tongue: "These old guys are all dazed and unrestrained, and I am the only one who hasn't forgotten some of the ways of the world."

As he spoke, he rubbed Awan's hair: "Take care, I hope we old guys can make use of it, and you don't have to go this way."

The long-bearded old man laughed, took two or three steps at a step, and the sleeves that had been wiped with tears quickly disappeared without knowing when.

The monks from Yuxin Academy from all over Kyushu frowned if they felt something.And in the new sword tower, the master's students who knew the old master's plan were terrified, and under the suspicious eyes of their colleagues around them, they bowed deeply in the direction of Yuxin Academy.

In the Palace of Inheritance, stepping into one of the auras, the aura is extremely powerful in an instant, like a prosperous lamp soaked in a long night, bright and dazzling, and soon seems to be exhausted, leaving only the wind and fire.

When the wind blows, the eternal soul lamps go out one by one.

And the embers of the long night will gather into the light that penetrates the heavy clouds, soaring upwards, washing all directions.

At the same time, over the river of wilderness that was being fought, the golden runes, which were weak because the god began to prove the way, and even faintly faded, were filled with power again, rushing towards the body of the god like flowing magma, sweeping away the filthy His flesh and bones were crushed one by one, and even the evil fire from all directions was extinguished a little bit.

Bafang Niehuo was provoked, and fought back frantically, using the keel as the battlefield to fight.

Naturally, the old master would not think that with the strength of himself and the sword master, using the "cause" left by Taixuan Taoist ancestor can completely destroy the god, but Li Fangshuijing has prepared for this day for 5000 years, and it has been passed down from the remains of Taiyizong. The Yuxin Academy who came down also waited for this day for 5000 years...