The whole magic domain speaks the Northeast dialect

In the world, inside the Shenxing Pagoda.

After listening to the secret about the immortal master next door, Shuixiu didn't respond, not even any expression on her face.

Taking a deep breath, Shuixiu forced herself to calm down and think carefully.

Who is this voice?What is the other party's purpose?What should I do to break the situation?Has the Shenxing Tower started to function normally?

She still has a lot of things to think about, and she can't be disturbed by the voice in her ear and the phantom in front of her eyes.

That voice might have sensed something was wrong, and after being silent for a while, he tentatively spoke again: "Then don't you want to know the secret of your Demon Lord?"

This time Shui Xiu slightly raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to talk about the phoenix, or are you going to expose that the great calamity of the world is the fire of nirvana?"

That voice: "..."

No, why are you rushing to answer in advance? !

After a long time, Shuixiu never heard that weird voice again, she thought that something she didn't know what it was finally gave up, but her spirit still didn't relax.

Sure enough, although the voice didn't sound again, the scene in front of her had changed.

Shui Xiu's mind was lifted, because what appeared in front of her now was a scene she was very familiar with.

The towering mountain peaks, the majestic mountain gate, the younger brothers and sisters dressed in white, and the serious-faced master——

What appeared in front of her was Wan Laizong, whom she was born and raised in.

"This woman is really vicious. Not to mention killing my apprentice, but also let her die without a whole body. If you don't avenge this revenge, we Qingshan Sect will not let it go!"

"Master Xu, you have to give me an explanation, right?"

"From today, Xu Shuixiu..."

"Master! Master, stop talking! Listen to what Senior Sister has to say!"

"From today, Xu Shuixiu has been expelled from the sect, Wan Lai Sect has nothing to do with her!"

There was noise in Shuixiu's ears again, it was her nightmare, it was her dragging her seriously injured body and desperately wanting to go home, but it was the day that everyone blamed.

The Qingshan faction was aggressive, but Wan Laizong couldn't protect her, he shook his head helplessly at her master who was like a father, and finally closed his eyes.

Shuixiu, who was already injured, did not expect that after returning home, it was not the concern of the elders, but such a dead end with no room for change.

In other words, from the moment she survived under the sword of the ruthless Dao who deceived her body and heart, she was destined to never have a home again.

Was it also her fault that she wasn't killed, didn't die by that man's sword, and didn't become a stepping stone on the other side's path of cultivation?

The accusations of so many people buzzed in her mind, and Master's helpless and sad eyes flashed countless times.

Shuixiu suddenly felt as if she had been thrown into the deep sea, her breathing was difficult, and her limbs had no strength at all.

"This is the world you were born and raised in."

The distorted voice reappeared, apparently even crazier after the first loss.

"You just want to survive, you just want to survive, isn't it wrong not to be killed?"

"If you were killed at that time, and the person who killed you stepped on your flesh and blood to ascend to the fairyland and be praised by future generations, no one would know where you died alone."

"You were unwilling to end up like that, so you killed the other party instead. You wanted her crimes to be made public. You wanted to go home, and you wanted to cry bitterly with your teacher in your arms, and pour out your grievances. That's all."

"But when you choose to live, you will never go home again. Your teacher doesn't want you anymore, and neither does your master, younger brothers and sisters."

"Are these people, these things, and this world worth your nostalgia?"

The hand holding the natal magic weapon also loosened weakly, and the knife fell to the ground with a dull sound. At this moment, two lines of clear tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

Qi Chengchun looked at his hands, and suddenly felt a little strange. These were a pair of young people's hands, with slender joints, young and strong, without any wrinkles.

He looked at the majestic mountain gate in front of him, and suddenly couldn't think of Jinxi and Hexi coming.

"What is the purpose of you stepping into the fairy gate?" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to have been heard somewhere, but it gave him an extremely bad feeling broke into his mind, and induced him to recall the past.

"Your mother is a fairy girl, you should practice hard, maybe you will be able to see him when you ascend."

As far back as he can remember, everyone around him has told him so.

Everyone in the village said that his mother didn't want him, but a god from the sky came down to earth, and was arrested after giving birth to him. His father missed his mother and became depressed. died.

He firmly believed in these words, and made up his mind to step into the fairyland, and reunite with his mother when he ascended one day.

However, after a long, long time, when he really stepped into the sect of Wanlai Sect, embarked on the path of cultivation, and even achieved some achievements of his own, he realized that his pursuit in the first half of his life was vain.

The fairy world that people talk about is actually just mortals like them who have some cultivation. There are no fairy daughters at all, and those are all the contents of the picture book.

Everyone in the village may have been entrusted by his family, or may not have the heart to tell him the cruel reality of those parents abandoning their children, so they have been using such a lie to make him full of hope every day without father or mother .

The dream of a family reunion never existed from the very beginning.

"You practiced so hard, so you were deceived by someone?"

"They didn't know the truth of what they said to you, but you believed it wholeheartedly. I don't know how much you have suffered, how many eyes and ridicule you have suffered because of this... Poor child."

"So, why do you continue to practice? Knowing that it is just a lie? Do you still want to persist in such a practice path full of lies?"

Qi Chengchun's hands trembled slightly, deep in his heart he knew that he shouldn't listen to that voice to continue speaking, but his heart was still shaken.

Knowing that the family reunion he expected is nothing but a delusion, what exactly has he been obsessed with all these years?

Dragging its long tail, the little fox jumped onto a big rock, and its silver-white hair seemed to have a faint halo under the moonlight.

Ruowu raised her head, a full moon was reflected in her eyes.

It has been many years, and she has forgotten when she last saw a companion from the Yaozu. A fox was walking through the mountains and forests. She seemed to be so lonely since she was born.

In the memory passed down by the ancestors in the past, it was all so lively and joyful. In the era when the monster clan was prosperous, their clan was always accompanied by laughter and laughter, as if they didn't know what loneliness was.

However, now she has no parents or elders, no brothers and sisters, and she can't even find a similar person who can talk.

In the huge forest, it seems that she is the only little monster who has always been weak.

Oh no, is she supposed to be this weak?

Ruo Wu seemed to have noticed something strange, but before she could grasp the flash of thoughts, a voice that made her feel unpleasant suddenly appeared in her mind.

"Are you the only one? It's so pitiful, it didn't catch up with the time when the Yaozu was prosperous."

"Those mortals are reclaiming more and more land, and the towns they build are getting bigger and bigger. There will be fewer and fewer places for weak little monsters like you to live."

"But human beings are always insatiable creatures. Not to mention occupying so much land, they are now hunting those little monsters."

"Most of your kin have died in the pursuit of humans, so you can only be alone like this."

"Don't you think this is a very excessive thing?"

The little fox shook her head vigorously, but she couldn't get the voice out of her mind. She already had a sense of crisis in her heart, and she wanted to get rid of the control of the voice quickly, but she couldn't find the source of the voice.

The voice was getting noisier and more chaotic, but she could hear the helplessness and anger very similar to her own mood at the moment.

"Your fur, your claws, your eyes, your nine tails, and your demon core are all clearly priced things in the human world."

"That's how they wantonly kill and trade your kindred. To them, your life is nothing but something that can be sold at any time."

"Why can the human race occupy so many things that don't belong to them?"

"Why do you spend so much effort just to find a cave where you can practice with peace of mind?"

"Why do you have fewer and fewer companions, not even a single person to talk to?"

"Are you going to continue to endure like this? Don't you want those human races to pay for what they have done!"

With two front paws struggling to grab the ground under its feet, the little fox clenched his teeth, struggling with all kinds of emotions in his heart.

But for a moment, she also had a trace of doubt.

Is she really going to wander around the world all alone like this?

Be it anger or loneliness, will these emotions that almost engulf her, will they really see their end?

Demon Realm, inside Shenxing Tower.

Hua Zhuying returned to that dark and narrow place again.

With no hands, no legs, no eyes, no sense of the passage of time, he is just trapped in a prison that prevents him from moving.

I don't know how many years have passed, it seems that the pain of the death of the body is repeated every moment, but the soul is still unable to be freed.

Why did he suffer all this?

He is just an ordinary little demon cultivator, who is taken by his parents to wander around in various places every day, avoiding the miasma that will overtake him at some point, and even wanting to build a stable home is an extravagant hope.

She has no fixed place to live, cannot eat enough or wear warm clothes, and faces the crisis of being eroded by demons at any time.

Life is already so hard, why make him suffer even more?

Just because the Demon Lord who occupied the southern Xinjiang rainforest wanted to refine a magic weapon, he and his family were arrested together and endured unspeakable torture.

In the end, he was the only one who survived the torture, so his hands and feet were cut off, his eyes and tongue were gouged out, and he was trapped to death in a small prison, and his soul was refined countless times to become With such an inhuman appearance.

How terrible.

How terrifying is this Demon Realm where he was born and raised.

As soon as this idea came to his head, an indescribable voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Why did you have to be born in such a terrible place?"

That voice was like fine needles, poking back and forth on his already fragile soul, disturbing his restlessness and making him even more irritable.

In other words, more fear and anxiety.

"Don't deny that you don't love your hometown at all. This place only left you with painful memories, and those memories torture your spirit all the time."

"Why stay in a place you don't like?"

"Why protect a home you don't want?"

"Why...why..."

why?

Hua Zhuying subconsciously wanted to touch her aching chest, but suddenly remembered that she had lost her heartbeat for a long time.

In this dark cage, he opened his eyes, tears filled his eyes, and the fear in his heart reached its peak.

Wei Yige rubbed his eyes, he didn't know why he suddenly stood on the cloud viewing platform, next to him was the magic weapon Jingfeng which was in operation.

Looking around, there are familiar faces standing under the high platform, all of them are demon cultivators living in the city.

Before Wei Yige opened his mouth to ask, he heard cursing from below.

"He is a spy sent by the fairy world!"

"He came here to destroy our homeland, and he is with those bad guys from the fairy world!"

"How is it possible? I don't believe it! He built the Cloud Observation Platform and found a way to dispel the miasma!"

"Don't be stupid, how can someone from the fairy world help us sincerely? He must have some ulterior motive in doing this!"

Wei Yige opened his eyes wide, looking at the scene in front of him in horror, the thing he feared most still happened.

For so many years, he would break out in a cold sweat every time he dreamed back at midnight. The dream was the scene where his true identity was discovered.

The homeland he built with his own hands can no longer accommodate him, those familiar and friendly faces have become angry and ferocious, the words of accusation are just beside his ears, and his eyes are full of hatred.

Yes, he was the first to deceive those who trusted him, and he is irrefutable.

Suddenly, the white-haired and red-clothed Mozun walked in front of him, his astonishing face was still expressionless, but his eyes were filled with disappointment towards him.

"Look." A voice next to his ear suddenly said to him, "You have nothing left."

Immortal World, inside Shenxing Pagoda.

Zhuo Lang saw a mountain of files, which were really as high as a hill, a mountain that could not be climbed no matter what.

It seemed that the never-ending work, the expectations of the elders in the master's school, the expectations of everyone in the fairy world, and all the pressure were on his shoulders alone.

He has never felt so tired like now, as if there are several mountains on his body, and he can't wait for the time when he can take such a breath.

I'm really tired, and I really want to be relieved.

"Then let's rest like this..." A voice suddenly said in his ear.

Ji Yao curled up in the corner of the room alone, surrounded by the excitement, but he became the only deserted one here.

Leaving the demon realm full of demon miasma, stepping into a fascinating fairyland, shouldering a mission that cannot be told to others, wandering around in various places, he has been living as if he does not exist.

Carefully hiding himself, he can't leave his name anywhere, can't live unrestrainedly, and can't become a conspicuous existence.

He gave up all chances of success and fame, and couldn't really show his heart to others. He was just a nobody in the noisy world.

But it's all worth it, he's trying so hard to play such a humble role.

but……

"But are you really willing?" Suddenly, a questioning voice broke into his mind.

At the same time, in all parts of the Three Realms, whether human cultivators or demon cultivators, that voice rang in the ears of every cultivator.

It looks like a man but not a man, like a woman but not a woman, like an old man or a child, like a strong wind or a sea wave, and it seems to contain screams and wailing.

The voice echoed in everyone's minds, evoking everything they were least willing to face.

Demon Realm, Northland Snowfield.

"Everyone, stand where you are and don't move. If you are at home, don't go out, don't run around, and don't listen to that voice!"

The demon cultivators patrolling the streets have already begun to organize order, broadcasting back and forth in the city with magic tools that amplify the sound, telling everyone not to panic, not to cause chaos, and try to protect themselves as much as possible.

"I can't do it anymore..." A patrolling Moxiu covered his head and asked for help from his companions, "Give me a quick blow, you can just knock me out, the sound is too loud!"

Moxiu who spoke got his wish and was knocked out by his companion, but judging from his expression, the voice in his head was still tormenting his spirit.

"Hold on, don't be fooled by that voice!" Moxiu, who knocked him out, cheered up his other companions, "Now is the most critical moment, and our Lord will definitely solve the source of the voice soon. Your lord is holding back!"

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the other demon cultivators patrolling the street or the ordinary people staying nearby, it seemed that they had found some kind of backbone and had the strength to firmly believe.

They are in the Demon Realm, and they set up their homes on such an ice field that has been ravaged by wind and frost all year round, because there is always a person in red clothes like fire guiding the way ahead.

Since then, there has been light in the snowy night.

In the world, Qihuang Mountain.

Almost at the same moment, countless little demons covered their ears, but the malicious voice sounded in their minds, and they couldn't avoid it.

The powerful big monsters have followed Ruowu to the Shenxing Tower, and those who stay on the mountain are some little monsters with low mana or young age.

Fortunately, the big monsters who stayed on the mountain stabilized the scene soon, organized the big monsters who could still act to rescue the little monsters who were not in good condition, and the mountain stabilized quickly after the momentary chaos.

"What's that sound? What happened?!"

"Sister, what should I do? The Lord Demon King is not on the mountain now, we don't even know what happened!" The little demon who was speaking put his hands on his chest, tears filled his eyes, as if he was talking to some emotion deep in his heart. fighting.

"Don't be afraid." The demon next to her patted her on the shoulder, "Don't listen to that voice, and don't believe what you see next, stay firm in your Dao heart! The Lord Demon King is not here, the most important thing for us is Protect yourself, and protect our Qihuang Mountain!"

Looking at the companion in front of him, just now he felt that he was no longer able to resist the little demon with that voice, but he suddenly felt that he had regained his strength.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes became firm again.

Ghost Street Ghost City.

The little genius doctor closed his eyes, and silently recited the formula of pure heart.

The voice in his heart asked him again and again, what he had been waiting for all these years, whether it was him or the ancestors, whether their waiting was worth it.

The door of the hospital was knocked suddenly, and it was the neighbors from the ghost town who came. They looked anxious and painful, and seemed to be deeply affected by the sound, but they came to care about him immediately.

"From now on, you all go back to your own homes and stay well, don't come out, and don't be fooled by that voice!" With a childish baby face, the little genius doctor still looked quite stable.

"Could this be related to the Shenxing Pagoda?" A ghost cultivator asked worriedly, "I don't know what happened to the people in the Pagoda. I should have gone if I knew it!"

"You have already been affected." The little genius doctor took out a heart-purifying talisman and stuck it on the ghost cultivator's forehead, "Does this make you feel better?"

Ghost Xiu felt that his eyes became clear instantly, and it didn't take long for the comfortable coolness to spread to his limbs and bones, the voice in his head also decreased, and his heart no longer had the anxiety just now.

"Although I don't know what it is, it's not a good thing." Saying so, the little genius doctor also pasted a talisman on his forehead, "I can't let the other party succeed!"

Youhuang Valley.

The birds and beasts living in the valley also seemed to sense something, and began to become restless. The beasts let out low roars, as if they were also fighting against something.

Bai Yushan put a barrier on the door of his room, then sat on the ground with the flowerpot in his arms, crossed his legs and forgot to concentrate, fighting against the annoying guy in his mind.

The wind blew through the emerald green bamboo leaves, and the chirping of insects and birds disappeared at this moment, and there was a sense of oppression that was about to come, slowly descending from the heads of everyone.

Ming Xi and Shen Xiuheng came to the entrance of Youhuang Valley, looking at the Shen Xing Pagoda in the distance, and behind them there was a large army stationed in the human world.

When the comrades from the Three Realms who stayed behind in Youhuang Valley heard the voice, the first thing they thought of was that things might have changed and they were going to support their companions in the Shenxing Tower.

No one expected that when the Shen Xing Pagoda was opened, everyone in the comprehension world heard that voice, facing their own inner demons, many people were already overwhelmed.

Fortunately, not all the combat power fell down, and there were still many people who stood up to help their partners while fighting against the mental torture of that voice.

Ming Xi is going back to the Demon Realm, Shen Xiuheng is also planning to go to the Immortal Realm, and there is still fighting power in the human world.Now the situation is unclear, and everyone doesn't know whether this is the biggest crisis, so they can only part ways in Youhuang Valley for the time being.

"It's dangerous, actually I have something to say." Shen Xiuheng held Mingxi's hand, but the burning pain pulled him in front of him, "If..."

"Don't talk about it yet." Ming Xi covered his mouth, "At least one of the people who made promises before parting in the story book will never come back."

Very obedient and closed his mouth, Shen Xiuheng blinked at his sweetheart, hoping to convey his feelings at this time.Mingxi seemed to have really received the other party's signal, he blinked at Shen Xiuheng.

The others couldn't stand the flirting scene anymore, and were about to set off immediately, but before they left Youhuang Valley, the various communication instruments on the people who stayed behind remembered at the same time that it was everyone in the Three Realms Sent a message——

The catastrophe of heaven and earth has arrived ahead of time, and the fire of karma has arrived.

Almost at the moment when everyone heard the news, scorching flames fell from the sky, like a rain of fire, streaking across the sky with brilliant colors.