Yin and Yang are mutual, Yin and Yang are cultivated, Yin and Yang are opposed, Yin and Yang have the same root, this is the last one, Xu Lin feels the majestic vitality in his body, experiences the turbulent waves of the sea of consciousness and blood, and the originally broken world seems to have a luster, and no longer only the silence of death, Xu Lin feels the breath of life.

When a dragon snake swam out, colorful lights and shadows shone around Xu Lin's side, and a thought was born? Xu Lin suddenly whispered, his gaze no longer had a sense of unease, suddenly flat, suddenly calm, Xu Lin missed that figure again.

Just like the sword he used to open the heavens and the earth, Xu Lin stretched out his pale and bloodless hand and gently put it on the tail of the dragon snake, so the dragon snake hissed underground.

On the Pingding Mountain, there is no longer the terrifying zombie covered in golden scales, there is just a figure sitting on the top of the cloud mountain, with a peaceful face, the corners of the mouth raised, and a smile.

His long hair, accompanied by the mountain wind, fluttered between the heavens and the earth, and there was a crack on the top of his head, as if the corners of his mouth were raised, grinning, and there was light exposed.

It's the spring of another year, the gentle spring breeze, floating peach blossoms in the peach garden, a girl with pigtails, slim and elegant, when the peach blossoms dance, the sword shadow falls, more graceful.

A group of infatuated teenagers watched the peach garden from afar, which could be a "thrilling" figure for them, but no one dared to step into the peach garden, just looked at it so infatuatedly.

As for the girl, she seemed to be accustomed to such a thing, and when she finished dancing with a sword, she turned her head and glanced at the teenagers who were not infatuated but demented in her opinion, and couldn't help but snort coldly, and then turned her head like a white goose and walked away, but her heart was beautiful.

And this self-absorbed mentality. Until the bamboo house, it was gone, but the girl was very satisfied with the only moment she had, as if it should be called "proud".

The master who doesn't let himself call the master, it seems that every time he goes out of this peach garden courtyard, those seniors who should have been extremely respected. All of them are no different from those dementias outside the garden, and she herself seems to have an illusion, that is, every time she sees her master who is not a master, she seems to be much more beautiful, and that kind of dusty air does not seem to be the person who should be in this world.

It's not like a human being, so what should it be?

The little girl showed her dementia when she went up the mountain at the beginning of the year, and she had no beauty at all, until the woman in white appeared. didn't come back to her senses, but after the top of her head was knocked on the top, the little girl reacted and hurriedly saluted, but the two big watery eyes looked at the only person she loved in her life except for her big brother.

The plain woman in white was not annoyed by the girl's seemingly rude gaze, she just looked at the newly blooming peach blossoms in front of her. Looking at the peach blossoms that had fallen all over the ground, he muttered to himself: "The peach blossoms have bloomed." The old man will no longer ......"

Since the demon lord swept the heavens and the earth with a sword, opened the gate of heaven and entered the world, the aura flew in the morning glow, like rain and dew, sprinkled on the world, and the aura was full of place. It seems that it is no longer inherent in those spiritual mountain treasure caves, but spreads all over the world.

The cultivators, who used to crush each other because of a spiritual cave treasure land, were stunned to find that this world seemed to be something they couldn't understand. And after being stunned, he was even more full of joy, as if the avenue was in front of him and the cultivation was no longer difficult.

In this battle between the good and the devil, it seems that there is no winner. Even if the Demon Sect loses its leader and temporarily retreats to the northwest, but for the looting and killing of the Central Plains Gate Valve, it is the most tragic one in the past thousand years, with Kunlun as the main six sects and one Buddha, the sect master alone has gone half, among which the best master of the Golden Wheel Temple, is in this demon calamity, retired from the world, and is said to have died in the Golden Wheel Temple.

Although some people stood up and shouted, to take advantage of the Demon Sect's "loss of its master", to do their best to wipe out the Demon Sect's generations, but not many people stood up to respond, there is no other reason, this time, everyone lost too much, when the Demon Lord was in turmoil, wasn't it the same, but what was the consequence of the final exertion of all efforts?

The Sword Washing Pavilion was destroyed, the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect was destroyed, but the Demon Sect was still there, so this time, there were only slogans and no substantive actions.

And in the world, the eagle of the desert seems to be tired, even if the gods can soar in the sky, there is a time to land and rest, that in the world, it can be called a battle to the death in the capital, it ended in the victory of the Central Plains. At this point, it seems that the world is peaceful, and everything is in ruins.

The reason is undoubtedly that the sword of the demon lord is too shocking, and the legend of breaking the void and opening the gate of heaven with the sword is even more hyped, even if he is the demon lord from the Great Demon Sect, even if he has killed countless people, it has still become the most classic legend at the moment.

I don't know where the gossip came from, the fact that the demon lord was once born in the Sword Washing Pavilion spread more and more, and the name that has long been forgotten by the world has once again become the focus of the cultivators' pursuit after thousands of years, but even if the demon lord has become a legend, the Great Demon Sect retreated to the northwest desert because of the disappearance of the demon lord, and too many people have gathered at the foot of the Pingding Mountain, and after that war, this has become a place where every cultivator wants to find out.

But as everyone knows, the ghost of Beipi, who once had thousands of miles of graves, has already turned this place into another hell on earth, under the clouds and fog of the ghost crying and howling, the Pingdingshan is surrounded by a group, there was once a medium-sized sect, led by the head of the sect, trying to break into the hinterland of the Pingdingshan, but no one saw a living person come out of here, but it shocked many cultivators who tried to try.

But there are too many evil wolves, immortal life is the most insurmountable temptation for cultivators, the demon lord has lived for thousands of years, some people have long said that it is because he has attained enlightenment and preached in the sky, he has such omnipotent supernatural powers, and the demon lord disappeared after the battle of Pingdingshan, so this has become the most tempting secret treasure in the world.

In a deserted suburban town not far from Pingdingshan, the sparsely populated village in the past has become the most lively market at present, with an endless stream of people of all colors, and the cries of business and sales can be heard everywhere.

"Boss, let's have a string of rock sugar gourds. The middle-aged seller who was shouting, as soon as he saw that there was business coming to the door, he immediately greeted him with a smile, and his rotten yellow teeth looked shining in the warm light of spring.

The seller handed a string of red and sticky sugar gourds full of maltose to the seemingly weak little brother in front of him, and couldn't help shouting: "Take it." ”

The young man in a black brocade robe took the sugar gourd with a smile, glanced at the vendor's rotten yellow teeth, and couldn't help but quip: "I said boss, haven't you licked all these sugar gourds?"

When the middle-aged seller heard this, his complexion changed greatly, and when he was about to defend himself, a woman with a beautiful face dressed in a white curtain skirt stepped forward and whispered, "I'll have a string too." ”

The seller has never seen such a beautiful woman who does not look like a woman in the world, when his eyes are straight, the woman and the young man in black have already gone away, and in his hand, I don't know when there are two more copper plates, but what is in front of him is still the woman's amazing face, and I can't help but sigh and mutter: "My mother-in-law must have such a figure and posture, so that I can be a sugar gourd for the rest of my life!"

The young man in black, who had already walked away, couldn't help but smile, his eyes fell on the woman beside him, and he couldn't move away: "I didn't expect that such a remote place can also meet old acquaintances in other places, it's really not surprising!"

The woman in white snorted coldly, even though she was holding a string of fiery red rock sugar gourds in her slender jade hand, the cold color between her eyebrows was just like the frost and snow in the cold winter wax moon, and the killing intent loomed.

The young man in black looked like he didn't care, he ate the sugar gourd in his hand, and after a few bites, he had already eaten, and when he turned his eyes, he stared at the string in the woman's hand, and the woman seemed to be irritated by the undisguised gaze of the young man in black.

Only the man in black didn't care, walked to a loess low wall, squatted on the ground, and looked at the rock sugar gourd on the woman's chest with a smile, but he didn't know if he was looking at the fiery red hawthorn rock candy or the graceful mountain peaks, which was quite interesting.

Not long after, another woman with a sword weapon appeared on the edge of the corner, bright and moving, and the woman in white saw it, and said with a frosty face: "It's not worth it to die!" (To be continued.) )