After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

The man saw through the two people's purpose at a glance, but he was not angry, and said: "I have been dead for a long time, and I have nothing to say about the grievances with Ji Mingchuan. Since the two came here by mistake, I wonder if you are interested in it." Hear a story from the past?"

Shen Qiuting and Bai Guanchen looked at each other, seeing that this person finally got to the point, they nodded cooperatively: "Since the senior is willing to talk, the junior is naturally willing to listen."

As long as it's not about love and hatred with Ji Mingchuan.

The man frowned and tapped on the table with his knuckles, as if he didn't know where to start.He glanced at Shen Qiuting, and slowly loosened his frowning brows: "Well, this little friend must have heard of 'Devil God', right?"

Shen Qiuting thought of those strange rumors in the Demon Realm, and his heart skipped a beat.

The man didn't seem to need his response, and he started talking on his own: "The demon god, the collection of evil thoughts, the root of all disasters, has represented killing and death since birth."

At the beginning of the universe, there was no such thing as cultivating immortals. All gods were born and raised, and so were demon gods.

In the very beginning, the Demon God was just a child who was raised in the God Realm by other gods out of the innate compassion of the gods. Although he had a hard-hearted appearance at a young age, he was very good at being coquettish and coaxed everyone in the God Realm to fall in love with him. He is very caring.

But only a hundred years after the Demon God had grown up, the Demon God suddenly launched an attack, slaughtered half of the God Realm, and fled to the Human Realm.

That sudden change caused extremely heavy losses to the God Realm. By the time the surviving gods rushed to the human world, the human world was already bleeding like a river because of the demon god's descent into the world.

In order to protect the human world, the remaining gods killed the demon god with all their divine power, separated and suppressed the demon god's body, soul and power in different locations in Kyushu.

It wasn't until the God Realm and the Demon God died together that everyone realized that the appearance of the Demon God was a test of the Dao of Heaven.

God holds the power to destroy the world. Once this power is contaminated with evil thoughts, it will destroy the whole world forever.

The world does not need a god who can destroy the world.

Thousands of years passed in time before the spiritual power in Kyushu re-condensed, and new gods appeared through cultivating immortals, and a new God Realm was established.The new gods established a new order, and only then did the peaceful Kyushu come into being.

Ji Mingchuan is the most powerful general under the Demon God, and also the most loyal follower of the Demon God.Since thousands of years ago, Ji Mingchuan has been trying to revive the demon god, even betraying his old friend, and was chased and killed by the survivors of the God Realm.

The Profound Sky Secret Realm was originally a fragment of the God Realm, and it had been wandering in a daze for thousands of years, and by chance, it appeared on Kyushu, and he also had a sense of what happened in Kyushu, so he knew that Ji Mingchuan was not dead at all.

Moreover, the smell of blood in this world is getting stronger day by day, Ji Mingchuan is afraid that he still hasn't given up on resurrecting the Demon God.

If he was not afraid of repeating the same mistakes, he would not bring up these old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

After the man finished speaking, he fell silent, waiting for the two juniors to digest what they had just heard.

What he said just now is too old and too shocking, if two people regard him as crazy, it is not impossible.

Bai Guanchen glanced at Shen Qiuting inadvertently, was taken aback by his pale face, grabbed his hand and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Shen Qiuting gave him a comforting smile, turned to look at the man, and asked, "What's your name, senior?"

The man said: "Call me Han Ze."

Shen Qiuting pulled the corners of his lips with a pale face, and asked: "Senior Han, the so-called spirit of the demon god you mentioned - is the one that was suppressed, is it red all over, and looks like a round seed?"

The man, that is, Han Ze frowned: "How do you know?"

Shen Qiuting didn't make a sound.

How could he not know?

The demon seed hadn't flared up since it entered Shen Qiuting's body that year, not to mention himself, even Daoist Qingxu, who had been fearing that it would turn into a demon, had relaxed his vigilance.

Later, he accidentally broke his root bone in the ice field of the Northern Territory, and became a mortal who couldn't lift his hands or shoulders. He also consciously had a barrier with the world of cultivation, and the demon seed was even forgotten.

But even if he is a mortal, Yan Jinhuan can enjoy being a mortal, and it's not that he can't.Although there is a small gap from a monk to a mortal who cannot cultivate, it is not impossible to get used to it after a long time.

But before he got used to being a mortal, something went wrong with him.

It was a sunny day, and he strolled near Qi Sinan's yard, intending to stop by to see his junior brother, so he walked in.

Qi Sinan was not very old at that time, and it was the time when he was fond of playing. He found a parrot from somewhere, and kept it in the yard, so it was a treasure.

As soon as Shen Qiuting came in, the parrot stood on the cage and shouted loudly: "Who is here! Tell me your name!"

Shen Qiuting glanced at the unlucky parrot, looked around, and seeing that Qi Sinan was not there, he went back to the parrot's cage and teased it: "Come, call Dad."

The parrot tilted its head, flapped its wings twice, and repeated: "Call me dad! Call me dad!"

Shen Qiuting: ...

Instead of trying to recognize a bird son, he changed his strategy and started teaching the parrot to swear.

One person and one bird were scolding each other, and Shen Qiuting suddenly felt dizzy.

For a short period of time, his consciousness seemed to be thrown into a certain void.

When he came back to his senses, the neck of the parrot that was still lively scolding him just now had been pinched by him.

The parrot's head was hanging limply on one side, and it had lost its vitality.

Shen Qiuting looked at the dead parrot in his hand, slowly rolled up his sleeves, his face turned pale.

Some bright red magic lines appeared on his arm at some point.

He put down the dead parrot, turned around and went to Taoist Qingxu.

After arriving at Daoist Qingxu's residence, Shen Qiuting was informed that Daoist Qingxu had recently brought some disciples to explore the secret realm, and was not in Lingyun Pavilion.

He hadn't paid attention to matters related to cultivation in the sect for a long time, and his juniors and juniors were afraid that he would be hurt by hearing these things, and they never mentioned it in front of him. He didn't even know about this secret realm.

Shen Qiuting returned to the residence calmly and locked himself in the room.

Just hold on until everyone comes back.

But in a few days, his mind became more and more drowsy, and there were more and more magic lines on his body, until one day, he woke up and found himself standing in the ruins, and the Chi Ming sword in his hand had stabbed a small The child's chest.

The child looked to be only four or five years old. He didn't know why he was in trouble, and he fell to the ground with a blank look on his face.

Chi Mingjian sensed the master's breath reappearing in the body, and let out a mournful cry.

Shen Qiuting shook his hand, and the sword fell to the ground.

The ruins were originally supposed to be a small village, but now it's night, and the gathering of thousands of families with lights and lights... has turned into this.

Shen Qiuting bent down and probed the child's breath with trembling fingers.

already dead.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless dead bodies.

Dead bodies of people who did nothing wrong and should have been alive.

Even the warm blood stained his robe sleeve.

Shen Qiuting stood blankly in the pool of blood for a while, then sat down as if exhausted.He looked at the blood on his hands, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Use my body to kill innocent people? You are very good at it."

He said to the thing hidden in his body: "I will definitely find a way to control you."

He couldn't wait for Daoist Qingxu and his brothers and sisters to come back, and he had no choice but to stay in Lingyun Pavilion.

After that night, he sealed the sword, sent Chi Ming back to Lingyun Pavilion, and went to the Northern Territory alone.

After passing through the Northern Territory, and then passing through the Wanli Ice Field, it is the Demon Realm.

There are countless beasts in the ice field, he doesn't even have a sword in his hand, and he doesn't know how to survive from the ice field, he only remembers the wind and snow in the ice field is bone-chillingly cold, as if he was going to freeze him into an ice sculpture .

Later, he was extremely afraid of the cold for a long time, even though according to his strength he should not be disturbed by the cold and heat, he was still afraid of the cold.

It was the coldest period of his life.

He didn't know what it was until he died with that thing in his last life.

It turned out that it was the so-called Demon God.

"Junior Brother! Junior Brother!"

Seeing that his expression was not right, Bai Guanchen showed a bit of anxiety on his face, so he called him twice.

Shen Qiuting broke free from the memory of his previous life, and withdrew his expression, and smiled at Han Ze: "I heard that this thing appeared in a secret place by chance, so I'll ask when I remember it."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more, Han Ze didn't continue to ask, he was just a ghost in the secret realm and couldn't do anything, so he simply saw the guest off and said, "You two have finished listening, why don't you just leave now."

Shen Qiuting and Bai Guanchen stood up and bowed to Han Ze: "I'm bothering senior."

Han Ze bowed back and pointed out: "Go straight along that road, don't look back, and you can leave here."

Shen Qiuting said: "Thank you, senior."

Han Ze suddenly smiled, took out a piece of white bone from somewhere and threw it to Shen Qiuting: "By the way, if you two have a chance to see Ji Mingchuan again, give him this phalanx and ask Does he still remember the name Han Ze?"

He has no chance to meet this old friend again, and it would be nice to be able to deal with him a little bit.

After the two left, the plants and flowers in the garden withered in an instant, the tables and chairs were reduced to ashes, and even the exquisite wooden house behind Han Ze was dilapidated.

Thick clouds covered the rising sun, and snow suddenly began to fall in the sky.

It was a thin snow at first, and it didn't take long before it turned into a heavy snow like a goose feather.

Han Ze's full head of black hair turned into pure white at some point. Standing in the wind and snow, his solid figure also faded a lot.

He suddenly remembered some past events that he hadn't thought of for a long time.

In the past, when he hadn't been under the seat of the god, he had practiced with Ji Mingchuan, who also hadn't been under the seat of the demon god.

At that time, it was rare for the God Realm to snow, so he would take the gloomy little snake outside to have a snowball fight.

Ji Mingchuan's body is a snake, and he doesn't want to move when it's cold, but every time he drags it out abruptly.

With this little childhood friendship, even though the nine-tailed celestial fox reminded him that Ji Mingchuan had fallen into a demon, he still followed Ji Mingchuan into this institution.

When people start to think about the long-awaited memories of youth, it is probably not far from death.

His remnant soul has survived until now, and it is already a blessing from heaven, and it is not bad to dissipate so far.

A new order has been established in this world, and there should be no gods who can destroy the world.

The author has something to say: I, I, I want to tear down the previous life and the main storyline!

感谢在2021-02-1823:48:24~2021-02-1923:36:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xiao Yu sixteen and one;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Ah Bing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!