Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The moonlight was frighteningly pale.

The radiant light shines through the mountains and trees, leaving jagged and twisted black shadows, as steep as ghosts.

inside the house.

The light flickered on an extremely old but polished candlestick.

Under the firelight.

The skinny little Sophora japonica quietly dug out a squarely folded cloth bag from the small wooden box with a missing corner next to the bed.

She opened the cloth bag solemnly.

Inside was a patched plain cloth skirt.

It was the only decent piece of clothing she had.

Turned.

Her eyes couldn't help but shift from the little skirt in her hand to the ingot of silver hidden in the corner of the box.

A look of relief flashed across Xiao Huaihua's face.

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Hey, little brother, does sister's dress look good?

Little Huaihua woke up her little brother who was no more than four or five years old on the bed, and happily spun around on the floor beside the bed. Then she blushed and asked in a low voice, quite embarrassed.

on the bed.

The half-grown boy sat up sleepily. Before he could see clearly, he subconsciously clapped his little hands.

It's beautiful. My sister is the prettiest.

Really? Haha, I still have a good taste. It's not in vain that my sister loves you the most.

Little Huaihua, who was obviously only eleven or twelve years old, patted her younger brother on the shoulder in a pretentious manner, and a bright smile appeared on her face that showed a bit of strength.

Subsequently.

It seemed like he was thinking of something.

She put her little face directly next to the half-grown boy's ear:

Brother, get dressed quickly and get up. Sister will play hide and seek with you.

Really, sister?

The boy's eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise.

Perhaps because of his young age, he was completely unaware of what time it was, and he was not aware of anything strange about his sister.

Shh! Little Sophora japonica put her onion finger to her lips, signaling to keep quiet. Then under the other person's expectant gaze, she smiled and nodded: Of course it's true, but you have to keep your voice down. Don't disturb the two of you today. Young Master. They are the great benefactors of our family.

Hear the words.

The boy nodded obediently like a chicken pecking at rice.

Be good! Little Sophora Flower stretched out her little hand and touched her little brother's head. The smile on her face became brighter. Then let me hide first, and my sister will come to find me, okay?

good!

But let's agree first that we can only hide in the house and are not allowed to go out.

Not long after.

Deliberately suppressed cheerful laughter echoed in the room.

This laughter spread outside the house, but it made the night, which originally looked so scary, become less scary.

Time passed little by little.

After gently covering the quilt for my little brother who fell asleep due to fatigue.

Brother, you must live well. The village chief, Grandpa Gen, is a good man. Also, don't forget to hide the money in the box. It will be the capital for you to marry a wife in the future.

Little Sophora Flower whispered to herself, the bright smile on her face not diminishing at all.

Say it.

She smoothed out her small plain skirt that had become wrinkled from playing hide-and-seek with her brother, then without any hesitation, turned around and walked out the door.

open the door.

Alas--

The cold wind, howling like ghosts and wolves, suddenly rushed in and slapped her little red face.

Little Sophora Flower's movements suddenly froze.

Looking out at the dark night, which is so dark that it seems to be cannibalistic.

She finally couldn't bear it any longer, and the strength on her face suddenly faded away, and was replaced by a look of deep fear.

The two big black eyes were filled with water mist unconsciously.

Dad! Mom!

Xiao Huaihua shouted softly, her face full of fear and helplessness, and her voice seemed to have a hint of crying.

She at this moment.

Where is the little adult-like appearance from before?

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After all, he is still a child of eleven or twelve years old.

Zhang Jing, who saw this scene from behind the window in the next room, couldn't help but sigh.

beside him.

Qu Junhou nodded in agreement.

Yeah, judging from her appearance, it probably has something to do with the arrival of the guy outside who calls himself Sanyang Yushengzun. Could it be -

This demon from the Netherworld knows how to play.

Follow us and take a look.

Zhang Jing's plain and emotionless voice sounded, and then dissipated little by little.

The room suddenly fell into deathly silence.

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Lord Yang Zun, please wait a moment. The sacrifice you selected last time will arrive soon.

In the village ancestral hall with bright lights and swaying figures.

A trembling voice suddenly sounded.

He couldn't tell whether it was because of fear, the owner of the voice was too old, or both.

Well, it's so slow! This time your village has to provide one, no, two sacrifices. I'm not picky about food. It doesn't matter whether you are male, female, old or young, tall or short, fat or thin.

As if countless voices were superimposed together, hoarse and weird laughter resounded in everyone's ears.

Follow the sound and look.

I saw the table where ancestors were originally worshiped in the ancestral hall.

Suddenly, there was a strange monster sitting cross-legged that looked like a human but not human, with black mist surrounding it. It was about two feet tall and had three goat heads, one large, two small, and three on its neck.

The table creaked and the memorial tablets were scattered on the floor.

But no one dared to pick it up.

There was dead silence in the ancestral hall.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, with fear in their eyes.

After a long time.

As if he had just come to his senses, the old man on crutches limped up to the other party, bowed with great effort, and said in a calm tone:

I understand, sir. Please rest assured. I will select the sacrifice for you to enjoy later.

Hehe, very good! It's not in vain that I protected your village from those monsters day and night. I will go to other villages first and come back soon. When I come back, I want to see all the sacrifices!

Say it.

Then he saw the sheep-headed demon grinning, and the evil wind suddenly blew up, instantly raising dust and sand all over the room, obscuring his vision.

Not long after.

The dust gradually dispersed.

The figure of the sheep-headed demon also disappeared.

boom--

In the ancestral hall, a loud noise suddenly erupted.

It's all that girl's fault. Couldn't we have come earlier? The same goes for the old Chen family. Why didn't they send their boy over for so long? Otherwise, we would have made the adults angry and cost our village two more lives.

Someone said through gritted teeth.

White-eyed wolf, white-eyed wolf! Fortunately, we gave the two young masters the opportunity to stay overnight to that girl today. A piece of silver is at least fifty taels, which is enough for her boy to move into the county town and grow up without any worries. He’s grown up.”

yes!

Others also echoed.

But at this moment.

In this case, I suggest that whichever two families are willing to provide people, then share the money from the girl's family to these two families, how about it?

A mean-looking middle-aged woman came out and spoke loudly.

Suddenly.

Everyone's eyes lit up in the ancestral hall.

Before everyone could react.

A dark-skinned middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and then he pretended to be sad and said:

Then let's have one in our family. My mother got cold a few days ago and I'm afraid she's going to die. I just want to make one last contribution to the village.

However, the words just fell.

How presumptuous! A bunch of sons of bitches, as long as I am alive, I will never agree to this kind of thing.

The old man on a crutch knocked the floor tiles hard and reprimanded loudly.

At this moment, his face was red with anger and his beard was trembling.

He no longer regained the peace he had when he faced the demon.

After three or five breaths.

Seeing that the ancestral hall became quiet again.

The old man opened his bloodshot eyes, stared at the many villagers in front of him, and said sternly:

People in the village must unite as one and not harm each other. This is a rule passed down by our ancestors, and it is also a guarantee that our village will continue from generation to generation. Now you have to break the rules because of a little selfishness? This makes me How dare you go underground to meet your ancestors?

Finished.

He turned to look at the honest man who had spoken before and the woman with a mean look on his face, and said coldly:

You two want to abandon your mother and use the girl's money to move into the county? If you have the ability, try it. If you dare to have such an idea, you can fill in the two sacrifices that my lord needs.

I know, Uncle Gen.

The middle-aged couple who was warned suddenly shrank their necks and responded submissively.

I dare not refute even a single sentence.

they know.

The Uncle Gen in front of me can really say and do it for the survival of the village.

Uncle Gen, what should we do with the other two sacrifices requested by Mr. Yang Zun? someone asked worriedly.

The other party's temporary request for two additional sacrifices really disrupted their arrangements.

Hear the words.

The old man on a crutch turned around and looked towards the end of the village unconsciously. A hint of cruelty suddenly flashed in his cloudy pupils.

Didn't the two young masters just come here today? I told them not to come in, but they didn't listen. You are so kind and righteous. No matter what, you can't blame us.

Tian Gui!

Uncle Gen. A handsome man trotted up to the old man.

Tomorrow you go and invite the theater troupe from Qingshui Creek Village next door. The funeral affairs of the two young masters need to be arranged in a more graceful manner. This is the last thing our village can do.

I understand.

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Time passes slowly.

Before I knew it, it was already midnight.

outside the village.

Dozens of figures wearing black python and gold-patterned official robes were waiting in formation.

In the middle of everyone.

A burly man about ten feet tall, with his bare upper body wrapped with cold iron chains as thick as his forearm, was concentrating with his eyes closed, with a terrifying and bloodthirsty aura about him, as if he was preparing for a shocking blow.

After a while.

Master Xuesuo, that monster is coming this way. A dark figure flew past in the night, and instantly knelt down beside the burly man, carefully reporting the report.

Hear the sound.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, and it was completely dark inside, with no white of his eyes visible.

at the same time.

On this person's face, the skin quietly opened nine deep gaps and began to open little by little.

Brothers, cheer up.

Whether our Mengyang County Demon Division can get another fairyland, and whether you can enjoy the spicy food, it depends on whether you can seize the opportunity this time. Don't let that guy run away.

shouted the burly man.

Please rest assured, sir, I will do my best!

The others responded one after another.

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the other side.

On the roof.

His eyes lightly swept over the sheep-headed demon that was rushing towards him in the distance, as well as the group of dozens of people ambushing outside the village.

It's so lively tonight! Besides, the way of cultivation in the Netherworld is quite interesting.

Zhang Jing smiled.

Senior brother, it is impossible to say that there is a demon heart core in that demon. It contains the origin of the underworld. You can't miss it.

Qu Junhou reminded him.