Cute Scripture of Mountains and Seas

Before being chosen as a sacrifice to the Ghost Emperor, the life of Netherworld Huangquan was not dark at all.

Although she has never seen her parents since she was a child, she lived very peacefully and comfortably in the fairy gate of the Nether Immortal Dao.

Her specialty is the study of the essence of fairy art, she is not good at fighting, and she never fights for power, so no matter which faction she is in, she is the type that is harmless to humans and animals, and the previous faction disputes in the Netherworld have not affected her. she.

She played a dispensable role in Nether Immortal Dao, responsible for sorting out and researching the ancient books of Xianmen.

She has no dissatisfaction with this kind of life. With meager pay, she is doing meaningless work in the eyes of others. The first thing she does every morning is to wipe the dust off those books that are so old that no one has even looked at them. , Check the deworming and dehumidification array, and then stay in the dark day after day to read.

For her, books are everything, there are countless truths in the books, and all the answers she wants to know.

The book is a friend, a partner, a teacher, and a beacon to guide her life.

As long as she has books, she is satisfied and happy, so that she never cares about her cultivation.

She likes fairy art, and the legends of those ancient figures in the history of the seas and mountains. When watching those legends, she also fantasizes a little, substituting herself into those legends that people now think are like myths. middle.

The nameless immortal came from the wilderness, opened the altar to preach, taught without discrimination, there were countless ancient supernatural beings, ancient monsters challenged the altar, but they were defeated one after another, the strongest twelve of them worshiped under the immortal's sect, and passed down. Twelve Earth Immortal Taoism.

In the Taoism of the Twelve Earths, there are such holy beasts as Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu, and there are also Taishan Lords who came from the underworld, and human emperors who tasted a hundred herbs and benefited all races. The era that Huang Quan yearns for the most.

The immortal platform descended, the sword soared into the sky, the battle of Beihai stained thousands of miles with blood, suppressed Jiuyou, and broke the sky. The legend of invincibility among the seas and mountains—Xuanyuanhong, the supreme heavenly sword.

During the chaos of the four seas, the Great Xia rose, and a descendant of the Dragon Queen was born out of nowhere. He beheaded seven or forty-nine great practitioners in a row, and achieved supreme supernatural powers in the way of conquest. Xing, the military god of the Great Xia Kingdom—the Great Xia Longji.

Whenever reading the heroes in these legends, Netherworld can feel the atmosphere of vicissitudes and the pulse of fate contained in the stories.

Therefore, she chose an unpopular fairy art that could no longer be unpopular. She did not seek longevity, did not seek conquest, but only sought the "destiny" of freely entering and leaving the netherworld and traveling freely.

This celestial art is directly passed down from the ancestor of the Nether Immortal Dao, that is, the master of the Nether in the Twelve Lands of the Immortal Tradition, Lord Taishan.

She had never thought about honoring her ancestors and becoming famous, but just out of sheer curiosity and thirst for knowledge, so she chose this immortal technique, which is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but won't increase her combat power much after she completes it.

She did not expect that this choice completely changed her destiny.

After she chose the "Destiny Technique" as her natal fairy, her cultivation speed was so fast that she couldn't believe it, it was a rapid progress.

When she first started to practice this fairy art, many people laughed at her for being overconfident, and dared to practice this fairy art, which is known as the most difficult of all fairy arts in the Nether Immortal Dao, but they soon stopped laughing, because she grew up. The speed even she can't believe it.

In just a few short years, she crossed the barrier between heaven and man, and became the youngest magician in the history of the Nether Immortal Dao.

Since then, the name of the genius girl has spread like wildfire. She reached the sky in one step in her teens, and became a magician who is out of reach in the eyes of ordinary people. The first choice of a generation of ghost masters.

It was all because of this "Destiny Art". Only then did she know that it was not that no one practiced this fairy art, but that the difficulty of getting started with this fairy art was astonishing, and once she was fourteen years old, no one would be able to practice it again. People can cultivate, it is the most profound and supreme method in the fairy art handed down by Lord Taishan.

Once this kind of fairy art is successfully cultivated, the practitioner can directly break through the barriers between heaven and man, and the road of practice will be unimpeded from then on. It can be called the supreme fairy art that directly points to the great way.

However, because of this, she, who was indifferent to the world, was involved in a huge conspiracy, and was made into a ghost sacrifice by those people by unscrupulous means, and was used to resurrect the once defeated by the supreme sword Xuanyuan. The ghost king of thousands of souls under the Hong sword.

The reason why she was chosen as a sacrifice was because she practiced the destiny technique, which can directly lead to the supreme fairy technique of the way of the nether world, and the other reason was that she was so talented that she blocked the way of some people. Therefore, in the Nether Immortal Dao, she has neither a backer nor a deep background, and she has become a victim, a chess piece that must be killed by those who try to take the position of Commander.

These things, she had already been made into a sacrifice, and she only understood a little bit after seeing the ugly faces of those people.

In this world, it's not that if you stand aloof from the world, no one will hate you.

In this world, it's not that if you think you won't ask for anything, no one will hate you.

She is actually too naive.

However, it was too late, so she gave up, didn't bother to resist, didn't bother to do anything, and waited for her spirit to weaken a little bit, a little bit silent.

Soon, everything will be over.

There was nothing worth worrying about, and if she died, probably no one would cry for her.

Because, she is always alone, as long as she has books.

There seems to be only one friend, but it has been a long time without a sword. It is a cheerful and lively little fox, a nine-tailed fox with golden hair and jade face from the demon fox family.

That's it, go to sleep slowly.

Then she saw the hands, the hands that pulled her out of the well, the sunny smile.

That is her only friend, the little princess who always pulls her out of the world of books and runs with her in the wilderness.

That was the sunshine she had never had before. Just looking at her running on the ground, she could feel the vitality that was incompatible with her but she was extremely envious of.

Qingqiu Jiuyue, her best friend.

At the end of the end, it was great to see her.

In this way, no regrets were left at last.

After all, she couldn't live in that sunny world, and she lost that qualification when she died.

Her body has been dismembered and turned into those ice butterflies; her spirit has been divided into twelve parts and turned into those white-clothed female ghosts; now she is just a false appearance, the last remaining fragments.

With this kind of her, she can't go to the world of humans, let alone live in the world of books as quietly as before.

Although her best friend did not give up on herself, she reached out to her and told her:

"Until the end, don't give up hope."

"Until the end, don't let go of your hand."

"Believe that there will always be miracles in this world."

However, she had already lost all hope, and there would never be any miracles again.

So, so be it.

Quietly, disappear in some corner of the world, become the bride of the ghost emperor, and be eaten by him.

This is fate, the ending song of her life.

It should be like this, it should be like this, the tragic she should be about to die, no one wants to see, no one wants to contact, just like this, she walked into the final grave with her tragic life.

But, why, why is it already this time, but she was hugged in such a shameful posture, and her whole body was frivolous!

It's just that it's okay, it's just that she can still work hard to endure it.

But why! Why can't she even keep her last little secret, everything she thinks is heard by this person, what kind of punishment game is this!

enough! enough! Destiny, if you want to kill, just kill it!

This is the involuntary embrace of Mei Xue, the inexplicable grief and indignation of Nether Huang Quan's accusation to the sky, and the review and mourning of his life.

As a matter of course, Mei Xue sensed all of this, and even knew clearly the embarrassing thing about this genius girl who peeked at the erotic pictures out of curiosity.

"This...that..." Mei Xue felt more embarrassed than Nether Huangquan himself, he really didn't mean to peep, in fact he didn't even know the principle of this kind of soul connection.

"Let me die!" Youming Huangquan thumped Mei Xue's shoulder, feeling ashamed of the memories that had just passed through his mind unconsciously.

It is said that when a person is about to die, he will recall his life, but for her now, this kind of slow-motion memory is simply a collection of countless shameful games.

What made her want to cry even more was that the more she didn't want to think about the part, the clearer she remembered it. She even remembered how old she was when she stopped wetting the bed. Can this be said to people! Even if it is a real couple, lovers will not even confess this kind of secret history!

It's over, it's over, everything is over, a stranger knows all his secrets. Sure enough, it would be better for her to die earlier, anyway, her human body has long since died and can no longer die, leaving only this ghostly body.

"Actually, I think you can still save it." As a pharmacist, Mei Xue patted You Ming Huang Quan on the shoulder to comfort her.

Of course, it's just a consolation, Mei Xue is not supernatural enough to resurrect the dead, even the Nether Immortal Dao, which is famous for manipulating ghosts, has never heard of fairy arts that can resurrect the dead, at most it is reincarnated into ghosts, people Ghost Shutu is the avenue of heaven and earth, and it has never been heard that it can be reversed.

Although powerful ghosts can also have entities, their essence is still ghosts, and there is absolutely no way to become humans. After the ghosts with entities are defeated, their wreckage will quickly turn into ghost energy and dissipate in the world without leaving any traces, just like those red giant ghosts killed by Koyanagi.

"Go away!" Youming Huangquan wiped away his tears, and pushed Mei Xue away again when the attraction weakened.

This time, she finally learned the lesson just now, and instead of trying to run away from Mei Xue, she obediently stood more than one meter away from Mei Xue.

"Can I still hear it?" For Youming Huangquan, whether Mei Xue could hear what he was thinking was a big issue related to the girl's reputation.

"Well, it's blurred a lot, let's go a little further." Mei Xue tried it, and found that although she could still hear some, it was no longer as clear as before, so that even he felt embarrassed.

Youming Huangquan took a few steps back and asked cautiously:

"What about the distance?"

"There is a little more, and a little more back."

After several attempts, Nether Huangquan finally found a balance point, about three meters away from Meixue. This distance will neither produce the strange suction, nor will most of the voices be heard, although it will Occasionally she leaks a little bit, but that's when her emotions are more intense.

It's not perfect, but at least the shameful story of bed-wetting at a young age won't be passed on.

Okay, just enter the state of meditation like this, don't think about anything, and don't have any strong feelings, so that he won't hear your inner voice.