Absolutely not my father

Rumors...

In the ancient times, there were two great powers, one Shura and the other Xianer. They were both outstanding in talent. They were peerless in pairs. Their monstrous strength could crush all of their peers. They were the well-deserved pride of heaven.

Because the two are still brothers of the same school, they can't see each other when they look up. As the saying goes, there can be no two tigers on one mountain, unless there is one male and one female. Therefore, the two have regarded each other as competition since they were young. They have always advanced at the same time and passed the trials at the same time. Unwilling to budge.

This was even worse after the two of them ascended at the same time, and there was no other rival in the world.

But the two fought for tens of thousands of years, and still couldn't tell the difference. One day, after the two were tied again, Xian'er suddenly put away the sword, fell on the cliff that he had cut in half, and stopped fighting.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, it's too boring to fight every day."

"Then what do you want?" Shura also put away his sword, and landed five steps away from Xian'er with his sword in his arms.

"Why don't we change the method of competition?"

"Okay, than what?"

"How about playing chess?"

"it is good"

Xian'er raised his hand and sucked up the boulder he had cut off from the cliff, and carved it into a chessboard with a few swords.Shura disappeared immediately, and when he came back, he held two chess cups in his hand, threw one to Xian'er, and Shura just landed on one side of the chessboard.

Xian'er looked down and pouted.

"Wannian Hanyu chess piece, did you move the glacier?"

"Um"

"..."

Xian'er didn't talk nonsense, he had thought for a long time before deciding to use this method to defeat Shura, and the two began to play chess one by one.

The peach blossom tree on the cliff bloomed and failed, and failed and bloomed again. After decades, the two have never been able to tell the winner.

"so boring……"

Xian'er yawned, propped her cheek with one hand, half-closed her eyes and looked at the frowning Shura opposite.

"Are you going to play or not? I have been waiting for your move for three years."

Shura didn't seem to hear Xian'er's words, and sat still motionless. After a long time, Shura gradually eased his brows, and he picked up a chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

"you lose."

Accompanied by Shura's words, there was a crisp sound of chess falling, which woke Xian'er from drowsiness.

"how is this possible?"

Xian'er jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and looked at the chessboard. Sure enough, Bai Zi had been killed by Hei Zi to the point of losing his helmet and armor, and he was hopeless.

The chess game is lost.

Xian'er drew out her sword and cut the chessboard in half, looking quite annoyed.

"If you didn't play too slowly, I wouldn't fall asleep, and I wouldn't lose."

"I discovered this move three years ago, just waiting for you to discover it."

"you--"

Xian'er's sword was pointed at Shura, and she lowered her hand feebly after a long time.

"Okay, I admit defeat."

After saying this, Xian'er left the cliff.

……

Hehe, I ran away in a fit of anger because I lost a game of chess...

Dim Wick stretched her waist, and despised Xian'er.

"Lolo, what then?"

"And then it's gone." Luo Yan picked up the tea on the table and moistened his mouth. After talking so much, he was also a little thirsty.

The wick jumped off Luo Wen's shoulder, his voice was a little high because of the shock.

"It's gone? Then what about Asura? Isn't he Senior Brother Xian'er? He won't chase after Junior Brother if he runs away."

"After Xian'er left the cliff, she flew to the extreme west, founded the way of cultivating demons, established a sect, recruited many disciples, and never left again."

"..." So capricious...

The original cultivating demons is the same as cultivating immortals. It is just a way of cultivation. Because demon cultivators have unrestrained temperaments and everything depends on their mood, they have caused a lot of murders. The strict and self-disciplined immortal cultivators don't like it, and disputes often break out.

Xianxiu thinks that Moxiu is willing to degenerate, and Moxiu thinks that Xianxiu is trying to gain fame. Gradually, the differences between demon cultivators and immortal cultivators are getting bigger and bigger. It is irreconcilable. The first war in the cultivation world broke out between Moxiu and Xianxiu.

That war severely damaged the vitality of the comprehension world, and many monks fell, and the demon cultivators who had a shorter development time suffered heavy losses and were almost wiped out.In a rage, Xian'er ran to the center of Xianxiu and started killing, but was stopped by Shura, and the two of them were defeated.

……

"In the end, Xian'er sacrificed her left arm and built a barrier in the middle of the cultivation world, separating the immortal and demon cultivators, allowing the remaining demon cultivators to recuperate and recover their vitality."

"Under the serious injury, he cut off his own arm, and Xian'er fell."

"What about Shura?"

"Gone."

"What do you mean by missing?" Candle really wanted to throw the table, and it was really frustrating to ask Luo Luo to tell a story.

"After Xian'er fell, Shura never appeared again. No one knows where he went, and no one even knows if he is still alive."

"Oh, did you die for love? You deserve it!"

"..."

Luo Jian no longer had any hope for the weird brain circuit of the lamp wick.

"Afterwards, the realm of comprehension was divided into two. One side was called the Realm of Immortals, and the other was called the Realm of Asura. This is the origin of the two realms."

"Then what does this have to do with the Valley of the Fallen?"

"One month later, the trial site of Fallen Devil Valley is the place where Xian'er fell in the first place."

"That's not right, the Demon Dao created by Xian'er, shouldn't the Fallen Devil Valley be in the Realm Realm?" After all, the Asura Realm obtained the name of Asura at first glance.

"The fact is just the opposite. The sect founded by Xian'er is in the Asura Realm, and the sect founded by Asura is in the True Immortal Realm."

"why?"

"It's probably more worthy of the name."

"..." So pure and unpretentious...

After solving the question of why the wick is comparable to a hundred thousand, Luo Jian put the jade slips in his hand back on the bookshelf. In fact, the pattern of this world was also beyond his expectations. He probably won't see Xianxiu anymore, because Xianxiu in the foundation building period cannot break through the barrier between the two realms.

I have to say sorry.

After Xian'er fell, the remaining spiritual power in his body automatically formed a barrier, and the area surrounded by the barrier was called the Valley of Fallen Demons.

For tens of thousands of years, the world of comprehension has experienced countless wars, and countless places have been destroyed. Coupled with the increasing consumption of resources, many elixir have disappeared.Only because of the existence of the enchantment, Fallen Devil Valley has always maintained the full spiritual power of the ancient times. After tens of thousands of years of growth, the efficacy of the elixir is no longer comparable to that of the outside elixir, and it has attracted countless demon cultivators. Go in and die.

However, because of the barrier outside the Valley of the Fallen Demons, high-ranking monks were blocked from entering. On the contrary, those foundation-building disciples were allowed to enter because of their low abilities and would not touch the restriction attached to the barrier.

So, over time, Fallen Devil Valley has become a trial place for monks in the Foundation Establishment period, and of course it is also a place where major sects kill people to seize treasures and understand personal grievances.

Because of this reason, a large number of disciples will fall every time in the trial of Fallen Devil Valley, which will cast a layer of blood on this trial...

Even if Luo Wen's current strength enters, it will be extremely dangerous, so Luo Fan must be prepared.

While Luo Fan was studying the information about the Valley of the Fallen that Mu Yi had given him, Ye Xiyue, who had just left the customs, went to see Ling Juebi.

"This time I will personally enter the Valley of the Fallen Demons. During this period, you will be in charge of the affairs of the sect."

"Okay." Ye Xiyue nodded.

Fallen Devil Valley opens once every ten years. Ever since Ling Juebi found a crimson spirit fruit in Fallen Devil Valley ten years ago, he has been preparing to enter Fallen Devil Valley again. Ye Xiyue is not surprised by this at all.

Ling Juebi's soul-dividing records are just fragments, and the missing parts need to be supplemented by external force. This Suanpo Pill is the solution that Ling Juebi found after long-term research, but the medicinal materials needed for Suipao Pill are all rare in the cultivation world, and some It is not easy to find even the legendary existence.

After thousands of years of searching, the Suipao Pill that Ling Juebi wanted to refine was still short of the three main ingredients.

One is the Ice Soul Flower. This time, Ye Xiyue's trip to the barren land was mainly for this Ice Soul Flower. Although she finally found it, it also alarmed the Ice Phoenix Clan who guarded the Ice Soul Flower. Not only did they not get it. Bing Po Hua was also seriously injured, so she had to retreat.

The other was the crimson spirit fruit, which had already been found in the center of Fallen Devil Valley, but at that time the fruit was not ripe and could not be transplanted, so Ling Juebi had no choice but to retreat, waiting for the next opportunity to open Fallen Devil Valley.

The last one is Shenlongmu. This thing is a legendary existence. There is no news yet.

Because the Fallen Devil Valley is about to open, Ling Juebi decided to get the crimson spirit fruit first.

Sure enough, I have to enter again, which is really troublesome.

Ling Juebi really doesn't like the feeling of being suppressed...

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Guess what will happen to Daddy and Lolo in the Valley of the Fallen?