The Seven Great Daomen belongs to the top existence of the Daomen, although the background is not as strong as the five holy places and the Supreme Family, but the heritage of tens of thousands of years should not be underestimated.

Except for the Li family, the rest of the supreme families and the holy land have not been attacked, but the Li family is not a shortcoming, and its strength can be ranked among the top three of the supreme family.

The mysterious force knew that it was Tai Sui, and he wanted to break ground on Tai Sui's head. In other words, even if he would rather offend the Li family than give up the spirit child. This makes the world wonder what kind of qualifications is the spirit child of the Li family?

In this regard, the Li family naturally did not answer, and other Daomen, holy places, and supreme families did not want to stir up this muddy water, at this moment, whoever said the qualifications of the Li family's spirit child would suffer a fishy thing, such a harmful and unprofitable thing, who would do it?

For more than 100,000 years, when has the dignity of the Supreme Family been trampled on so much? The furious Li family didn't know what to pay, so they invited the cow temper void who couldn't pull ten five-colored sacred cows to calculate the events of the day, who did it.

Originally, the world thought that a tragic bloody storm was coming, but what was unprecedented was that the Li family, who made a strong debut, actually gave up, like a defeated rooster, gloomy and angry, and a little weakly withdrew.

Such a result is difficult to accept.

On that day, what the Void Man had calculated was only clear to the person concerned.

This mysterious force can make the Li family jealous, how strong is it? Is it stronger than the Supreme First Family Gu Family?

The world is noncommittal.

Compared to the Seven Great Dao Gates, the Supreme Family, and the Five Holy Lands, the fate of the rest of the forces with spirit children was much more tragic. More than half of the casualties were killed. The spirit child was taken into captivity. The mountain gate was destroyed, and the corpses were mountains and blood, which was unbearable.

Of course, at this moment when the war is raging and the grass and trees are all soldiers, some people have made different choices and created different endings, such as Luoyang Sect.

Luoyang Sect is a large Taoist gate. The power was one of the best in the northwest edge of Shenzhou, and because of the proximity to the Holy Village at that time, he was fortunate to be assigned a spirit child.

However, with the strength of Luoyang Sect, it was difficult to ascend to the sky if he wanted to keep the spirit child, so his master Qingyuzi was ruthless and gave the spirit child to the Wangxian Gate who lost the spirit child.

Although the qualifications of the spirit child of the Luoyang Sect are not as good as the spirit child originally possessed by the Wangxian Sect, even so. It is also unique in the world and extremely rare.

At this moment. The importance of the spirit child to the Wangxian Gate is self-evident.

And the master of Wangxian Gate, who was worried and sighed all day long, said that the real person was a real person, and he had experienced a loss and regained, and such a big ups and downs had broken through the realm of Taoism that had been stagnant for thousands of years in one fell swoop, and reached the realm of pseudo-gods, which was only a line away from killing the gods.

This has to be said to be "Heaven is impermanent, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other." ”

And the benefits that Wangxian Sect gave to Luoyang Sect, naturally needless to say, the herring roe got far more than he wanted.

As soon as this incident came out, those Daomen who had obtained the spirit child but could not keep the spirit child began to follow suit in order to keep the foundation for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years.

Now six or seven out of ten spirit children are gathered in the hands of the major fighting forces, and the rest of them are missing, which also makes the world understand for the first time that the hidden forces of the heavens and the earth are not much worse than those forces on the surface.

The water of the sky and the earth is very deep.

And it is because of this seemingly very appropriate and hugely beneficial way of exchanging spirit children, but it has caused a shocking tragedy.

The Yin Ji Sect, a large sect in the Shenhuang Wilderness, used trickery and held a "Spirit Child Auction".

As soon as this news came out, the clouds moved in all directions, the undercurrents surged, and many forces rushed to the Divine Wilderness.

In addition to the forces of the Supreme Family, even if the other forces of this spirit child can afford it, they don't dare to buy it, they just come to see the spirit child's demeanor.

On this day, the spirit child appeared in front of the world for the first time.

It is rumored that the appearance of this spirit child is no different from that of ordinary children, about six or seven years old, born pink and lovely, but the eyes are extremely strange, even the whites of the eyes are black, at a glance, the pupils of the demon are pitch black, like a black hole, making people's hearts palpitate, like the ancient demon god.

Within three feet of the spirit child, the yin qi is soaring to the sky, cold and cold, and there is a supreme evil qi.

An old antique of the Qin family, when he saw his eyes, he suddenly understood his physique, which was "too yin and evil body." ”

The Taiyin Evil Body has only appeared once in the history of the heavens and the earth.

There are very few records in ancient books, but it is known that the person who appeared last time was named Wang Dong, who was the mortal enemy of the Aotian Supreme, and it was not until the Aotian Supreme stepped into the Supreme Realm that he was killed.

After that battle, a big river called "Eclipse Sun" appeared in the south of Mingzhou, the land of heaven and earth, and it is said that it was the essence and blood of this person.

No one knows whether the facts are true as recorded in ancient books, but what is certain is that this spirit child of the "Taiyin Evil Body", who cultivates the Yin Evil Exercises, will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and his future achievements are limitless.

Not long after the auction began, the price had been speculated to sky-high prices, and it was still rising, and the monks present were all shocked to see the abundant capital contained in the five holy lands.

When the price was speculated to tens of millions of "Lingzhen", a man in black suddenly appeared in the auction hall that was originally closed by the formation, this man in black did not squint, his eyes were locked on the spirit child, and he didn't look at everyone at all, but just said lightly: "The ancient will cannot be broken, and within three days, you will be punished by heaven." ”

Then the figure disappeared into the hall, and the spirit boy disappeared with him.

At that time, in the entire hall, everyone was shocked by the man's mastery in black.

In order to ensure the safety of the auction, the Yin Ji Sect specially laid out a strange array "Yin Yang Illusion Demon Array", but anyone below the realm of slashing gods and trespassing on this array will be wiped out.

Even if he is a cultivator of the God Slaying Realm, he is not a great achievement, and he can't come and go at will like this.

This person's cultivation is terrifying to the extreme, and at least he is also a Dacheng monk in the realm of slaying gods.

It may even be a saint.

The spirit child disappeared, and there was no reason for the auction to continue. For the major forces, this time came. It's not without gains. At the very least, they met a living saint who might be a saint.

As for. What this person said, most people are still cold in their hearts, and only a few people scoff at it, and they are child's play, and the cultivation is against the sky, so how can they be afraid of the curse of heaven.

Even if there is, it is a big deal to hide in the Holy Land, avoid the three-day period, and rely on the Heavenly Power of the Holy Land. Even if it is a curse, it can't help them, and these people are naturally from forces like the Seven Great Daomen.

But they were wrong.

The curse that the man in black said had indeed come.

Within three days, all the people who participated in the auction did not survive, and their deaths were extremely miserable, their whole bodies were rotten, full of holes, as if they had been rotted by thousands of insects. The blood in the whole body is even more missing, as if it has been sucked dry by a bloodthirsty demon.

As soon as this incident came out. The whole world was shocked.

The seven words, which were as heavy as a mountain, pressed fiercely on everyone's hearts - the ancient will cannot be broken!

Located near the Yanshui Mountain Range in the Western Regions of the Imperial Empire, there is an ancient road of sheep intestines that is covered by dead branches and fallen leaves, and the grass and mustard on both sides are all over the field, most of them are green and yellow, and a barren and ruined scene.

On the right side of this ancient road, which has not been repaired for decades, a little boy in sackcloth leans against an old tree that has fallen so badly that only sparse branches remain, he bows his head deeply, and his little face with black hair half-covered shows a thoughtful look, as if he is thinking about something.

The little boy looked about seven years old, fair-skinned, sickly-colored, very weak, thin and slender, and it was late autumn when a gust of wind blew him down.

This little boy who makes people feel frail and sick at first sight has a beautiful appearance, delicate facial features, red lips and white teeth, but the pair of eyes under the eyebrows show a faint gray, no radiance, empty and dim, as if sealed by the dust of this world.

After about a cup of tea, the boy's facial features wrinkled slightly, his pale face was a little painful, he shook his heavy head, no longer thinking about the things that the more he thought about it, the more he had a headache and the more he couldn't think of it, he took a deep breath, and his depressed heart seemed to improve a lot.

The little boy half-squatted down, picked up a thin bamboo pole about three feet long on the ground that was about to be buried by dead leaves, stood up with his thin body, and slowly walked forward while tapping the ground.

It turned out that the little boy was blind.

The boring autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, it looks like Xiao Suo is defeated, but there is also a different kind of beauty, this scene is rare in those big towns, if some literati and see it, most of them have to be poetic, and say a few self-created lame poems, but in the deep mountains, it is commonplace, you can see it everywhere, some nearby villagers, hate to see these lonely scenes similar to "lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu", more or less will think in their hearts, only those literati will like it. Whether you really like it or fake it, you don't know it, and you can't tell it, people in this world are wearing masks and living and living.

These words, these things, Mr. Zhang, who stood on the big bluestone at the entrance of the village every day in Shengyin Village, where the little boy lived, told every day, and he was very indignant and cynical.

The children in the village love to listen to the stories told by Mr. Zhang in the village, but the adults don't like them, for fear that the children will be taken badly. A few years ago, Mr. Zhang, who popped out of nowhere, is a real pest in the village, under normal circumstances, the big bluestone is vigorous and lively, but the audience is full of birds.

The little boy was Mr. Zhang's only loyal listener, and every time he finished listening to Mr. Zhang, he nodded fiercely and said immaturely: "That's the reason." ”

Mr. Zhang likes this handsome little boy, often pinching the little boy's face, and said with a smile: "Baby, wait a few years, you will grow up, and your uncle will take you to "Yao Cui Lou" to have a good time." ”

The little boy nodded vigorously, but he didn't know what Yao Cuilou was, and thought that it should be fun, because every time he heard Mr. Zhang mention these three words, he heard Mr. Zhang laugh very happily.

Although Mr. Zhang "poisoned" the little boy, he also taught the little boy many unknown truths, seven-year-old him, he is not well versed in personnel, but he is by no means a simple child

On the lonely narrow ancient road, only the inconspicuous bamboo pole is gently knocking on the ground, the sound of clicking is monotonous and tasteless, in this late autumn it is more lonely, suddenly there is a gust of autumn wind, some old trees on the side of the ancient road are blowing, and the withered yellow leaves have fallen, which adds a bit of solemn atmosphere, and seems to have a bit of mountain rain to come and the meaning of the wind full of buildings.

As the sun sets, the remnant sun is immersed in the endless sea of clouds on the horizon, scattering light like blood, reflecting the sea of clouds that was originally ethereal and terrifying at this time, like a sea of bleak blood.

The surrounding light gradually dimmed, until the last trace of blood disappeared in the sky, the boy walked to the end of the ancient road, in front of a small stone arch bridge, the other end of the bridge, about Mo Zhang Xu away, is the head of a small village, on the side of the big bluestone engraved "Shengyin Village" three vigorous characters, through the faint night, can faintly see the curling smoke through the treetops.

At this moment, the boy suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed deeply, his gray pupils suddenly dilated, and then he hurried forward.

Click...

The sound of the bamboo pole hitting the ground was rapid and chaotic, as if reading and writing about the boy's mood at the moment, anxious and confused.

Because, he smelled the smell of blood, an incomparably strong smell of blood.

At the end of the road at the entrance of the village, three feet ahead, there is an ancient bluestone well. At this moment, countless scarlet blood water bubbled out of the well and surged in all directions, devouring the surrounding land little by little.

The stronger and more pungent smell of blood made the boy's internal organs churn for a while, and he almost wanted to vomit, but he suddenly stopped his steps, not daring to go any further, because the moist and warm feeling under his feet made him clearly understand that he was standing in a pool of blood.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he froze in place, half a sound, and then cried out helplessly and sadly: "Is anyone there? Is anyone there? ”

The little boy is blind and can't see anything from the outside world, but that doesn't mean he's stupid, and how much blood is needed to condense into such a horrible smell of blood.

He didn't dare to imagine it, and he didn't want to think about it, but he secretly prayed in his heart that nothing would happen to the villagers.

How he wished that someone would stand up and tell him that this was not the truth and that everything was a nightmare. However, it backfired, and the surroundings were quiet, dead and silent, and no one made a sound.

"Is anyone there..."

At this moment, the boy had a terrible thought in his heart, but he didn't want to believe it, and he was still screaming hysterically over and over again.

In the dark night, a desolate and sad cry was desolate and miserable, and it lasted for a long time.

After a long time, the moment when the boy was no longer able to scream, his heart seemed to be broken, and the pain and deep despair that pierced his heart made him faint at once.

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"Ahh

I don't know how long later, the boy suddenly opened his eyes, and he sat up abruptly after being awakened by the nightmare, but his forehead hit something inexplicably.

In addition to feeling a hot pain, he also heard a sharp scream, which made his confused mind suddenly wake up, and after a little thought, it seemed that he had hit someone.

At this moment, the boy is in a dilapidated temple, the space in the temple is very small, only a stone Buddha, nothing else, it is covered with dust, cobwebs, and I don't know how many years have passed.

A little girl dressed in a pale green robe sat opposite the boy, her black hair was like ink, her appearance was beautiful, her birth was like a flower like jade, beautiful and boundless, a pair of eyes like water, ethereal and pure, if there were stars twinkling. The pink nose is handsome, slightly wrinkled, a little cute, a little playful. The lips are like cherry petals, ruddy and dripping, and they are gently pouted at this time, which has a unique flavor. (To be continued......)