The Great Enlightenment

snowy night.

"It's cold."

A Liang shivered and pushed open the wooden door, and stumbled in, his eyebrows and hair were already covered with crystal clear frost and snow.

Another gust of biting cold wind hit A Liang's face like an ice knife, making him shiver involuntarily.

Hastily closing the wooden door tightly, Ah Liang turned around and sat back on the dilapidated wooden couch, pulled a piece of dirty cotton cloth over his legs, and only then did he feel a little warmer.

"When will this life be worse than death?"

Looking around at the shabby wooden house with four walls, Ah Liang wrapped his cotton cloth tightly around his body, sighed a long time, and his brows were full of mournful sorrow.

Since the territory of Taichu was divided into eight small domains, in order to compete for the only five tiny air veins in the territory, the eight major domain masters have been fighting constantly. Towering and towering city walls have been built at the borders of each domain. In the conflict, countless people were killed or injured.

The strange thing is that the direct descendants of the Ji family almost never come out of the ancient city of Taichu deep in the territory of Taichu, and they seem to have never heard of many nasty things between the eight major regions.

Immortals fight and mortals suffer. Ah Liang was an ordinary mountain dweller, but just a year ago, a ferocious ghost came to this small mountain village that was indifferent to the world, and killed more than a hundred households in the village. Everyone caught them.

Old people, women, boys and girls were all eaten by him, and in the end only dozens of young and middle-aged men were left. Carrying stones and wood all night, if you are not careful, you will die tragically under the claws of ghosts.

Over the past year, with the gradual decentralization of power by the Ji family, the eight domain masters have loosened their restraint on the creatures under their seats. Not only many ghosts have wantonly killed ordinary people, but even some demon generals and human casual cultivators have begun to Unscrupulously occupy the spiritual fields and spiritual valleys of those ordinary people, and each set aside an area to dominate.

"There are more than one hundred households and more than two hundred people in the village. In just one year, there are only a few dozen males left to live. The world is so bleak, with evil spirits rampant and demon spirits rampant. Why does Duyue respect God? The gods have never manifested themselves?"

A Liang was thinking about it, but there were tears in his eyes.

In the past year, that ghost has never given them any food. The dozens of men in the village have no choice but to go to the swamp water to catch some fish and shrimps to barely eat when they are resting late at night. Many of them No fish or shrimp could be caught, and the only spiritual field, Linggu, was occupied by ghosts, and they died of starvation and exhaustion by the bank of Shaoshui.

There are more than a dozen other villages in the same situation as A Liang's village, all of which were captured by this ghost to serve as coolies. Although there is only one ghost, these thousands of ordinary people are all peasants in the countryside. There is no ability to resist at all.

Now there are only a dozen people left in Ah Liang's village, and the rest of the villages are not much better, but the ghost doesn't seem to care about it. Ordinary people are all dead, and Li Gui can barely make a job by relying on the construction progress at this time.

"God Duyue, as the god of land in the Taichu territory, why did you allow us to be slaughtered by evil spirits!?" The biting cold wind blew in from the gap in the wooden door, and Ah Liang's lips trembled from the cold , knelt down on the ground in great pain, staring angrily at a rough wooden statue in the corner of the wooden couch.

The statue is just a prototype, and the painted on it is also extremely ugly, only a line of small characters on the back of the wood carving reveals its true identity.

The god of crossing the moon and land.

The world is chaotic, this statue was carved by Ah Liang himself, and he returned from the bank of Shaoshui every day, and this statue is his only spiritual support.

A Liang has always firmly believed that the god of crossing the moon and the land will manifest one day, suppressing the mighty divine power that covers the sky and covering the sun, crushing and killing all these vicious demons and monsters, and returning the world to a bright and bright world.

But yesterday, it suddenly snowed heavily, and the only dozen or so people left in the village were froze to death. A Liangsheng was young and strong, and after moving bluestone and wood in the snow and ice, he reluctantly returned to the village. at home.

It's just that if the wind and snow didn't stop, and there was no fire in Ah Liang's dilapidated wooden house, even his strong body had reached its limit, and it was impossible to resist the cold and ruthless snow tonight.

I don't know how long it took, the wind and snow outside the house became more and more fierce, A Liang leaned on the wooden couch dying, his body gradually became cold.

Just when he was in a trance, a ray of moon-white divine light lingered from nowhere, and in a moment, it reflected the bare wooden house like daylight.

Ah Liang seemed to have noticed something, struggled to raise his eyelids, and looked at the rough statue of the Moon God.

At this moment, the wooden statue had gradually melted away, turning into a moon-white halo and flowing into the center of Ah Liang's eyebrows. At the same time, a cold divine voice rose from the depths of his mind.

"Are you willing to return this Taichu territory to a bright future?"

Ah Liang didn't know where the strength came from, turned over and fell to his knees on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Duyue Zun God, God God, God God, I am willing, I am willing!"

The icy divine voice roared again, echoing in the depths of Ah Liang's mind.

"Now the moon white barrier surrounding the territory of Taichu is a forbidden formation with a radius of 200,000 miles. If you can activate the 109 eyes of the forbidden formation within a hundred years, I can Get out of trouble, kill all the demons, demons and ghosts, and restore the peace and tranquility of the creatures in the territory of Taichu."

The divine voice of God of Crossing the Moon and Earth gradually faded away, but Ah Liang still knelt on the spot in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.

It's just that the cold divine power coming from between the eyebrows from time to time reminded him all the time that what happened just now was not a dream, but a real manifestation of the god who crossed the moon and land.

Ah Liang didn't know it, just when he said the three words "I am willing", in an unknown place, the huge fortune representing the territory of Taichu with a radius of 200,000 miles suddenly paused, and the next moment Then a pillar of incomparably pure luck was separated, and poured into the depths of Ah Liang's true spirit from the dark.

"I'm not afraid of the cold anymore!"

Like a child who saw something strange, Ah Liang opened the wooden door and exposed his open palms to the wind and snow, but he didn't notice the slightest chill.

The terrifying frost and snow that was enough to freeze him to death before had become completely harmless at this time, which made Ah Liang inexplicably excited.

Trying to control the divine power between the eyebrows, he waved his palm lightly, and a moon-white divine light several feet long swept out, passing through the wind and snow, and blasting more than ten wooden houses not far away into thousands of pieces.

A Liang's expression became more and more excited, and he murmured: "From this point of view, that ghost looks fierce on the surface, but in fact it is no different from paper. I'll go and meet it now!"

The wind and snow all over the sky became more and more violent, but Ah Liang didn't realize it, and strode towards the bank of Shaoshui.

What Ah Liang didn't know was that on the top of the clouds thousands of feet away, an indifferent man in a white robe with golden threads was quietly looking down at the entire territory of Taichu, and there was a faint gleam in his extremely cold eyes. The magnificent moonlight.