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Jiuyu has always been deeply taboo against the demons.

Even in normal times, everyone will skip the demons and not discuss it.

Most people in the Nine Regions hate and loathe demons very much.

In this world called Nie Moyu, the demons are respected, and no one opposes it.

They have informed Jiuyu for many years.

From the very ancient times, the demons were the rulers of the evil domain.

It can be said to be deeply ingrained here and have a deep impact.

At this moment, a certain void in the evil demon realm.

It was invaded by the devilish air in the sky, and the rich blackness enveloped everything.

It seemed to be silent for countless years.

An ancient being suddenly woke up, and said faintly: "He... after all, he came."

The void was silent for a long time, no one answered.

The voice continued: "I knew he would come one day.

Because he is the greatest demon in the world. "

The voice fell, and another voice sounded next to him.

"Then what about our home?"

"Everything is alive, you can't help it," the voice sighed.

Xu Zimo's figure entered the chaotic cloud stream.

The mountain road is rugged and overgrown with weeds.

Not long after Xu Zimo left, he heard someone's voice coming from not far away.

"Five cranes came northwest, Feifei Ling Taiqing.

The fairy is on the green cloud, with his own name.

I want to ask it, like a meteor.

May the golden light grass, the longevity and the heavens flow together. "

He only heard the man humming a verse, the way he sang it was very strange, his voice was high, resounding throughout the mountain stream.

Xu Zimo looked up and found that this man was just a woodcutter.

He was carrying a bundle of firewood behind his back, wearing gray short sleeves and a straw hat on his head.

After walking a distance, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He hummed the poem again and walked away.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, because in his perception, this person was an ordinary person.

There is no trace of aura fluctuations in the body.

How can ordinary people appear in such a place.

"Brother in front, please wait a minute," Xu Zimo shouted.

Hearing the sound, the woodman stopped, and looked around, and finally saw Xu Zimo coming from a distance.

"What's the matter?" the woodcutter asked.

"I'm a little lost, don't know where it is?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.

"Oh, you came from the north," the woodcutter replied.

"This is Luanyun Village, where are you going?"

"Hundred Flowers Valley," Xu Zimo replied.

"We don't have Hundred Flowers Valley here, have you gone to the wrong place?" the woodcutter asked in confusion.

"Who taught you your poem?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The Taoist hall on the mountain, there are immortals there. I heard that the disciples of the immortals were reading every morning, so I learned them," the woodcutter replied.

"Is the gymnasium just above the climbing ladder?" Xu Zimo pointed in the direction and said.

The woodcutter nodded slightly.

Xu Zimo took another look at the woodcutter, then stepped out and ran toward the top of the climbing ladder.

His speed was so fast that he disappeared from the woodsman's sight after a few breaths.

"What a weird person," the woodman shook his head slightly, then walked forward with the firewood on his back and singing poetry.

The climbing ladder is very high.

It lives up to its reputation as Dengyun.

Xu Zimo stepped into the air for nearly half an hour before reaching the top.

Like a mountain top.

There are dense pine trees planted on it.

Even in this late autumn season, the pines and cypresses are still green, standing on the cliffs.

Surrounded by pines and cypresses, there is a fairly simple and simple gymnasium.

The architectural style of the gymnasium is slightly gray.

A circle of walls surround the gym, and the entrance is an iron fence-like gate.

There was a bell ringing from inside.

Two young men in Taoist robes guarded both sides of the door.

Xu Zimo looked up and saw the three characters Laojunguan carved on the gym.

On each side is a line of couplets.

Three thousand years of spring and autumn, the boundless pursuit of Taoism.

Xu Zimo walked up the steps, but was stopped by young Taoist priests on both sides.

"What does the donor do?" asked the Taoist priest on the left.

"I want to visit your gym," Xu Zimo said.

"The Taoist Hall is not welcoming guests, so please come back," the Taoist priest on the right shook his head and said.

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a magnificent voice from the gym.

"Since you are destined, let him in."

Hearing that voice, the two Taoist priests gave Xu Zimo a surprised look.

Immediately, his hands folded and opened again, and the heavy gate of the gym was slowly opened.

"Donor, please come in."

"Someone?" Xu Zimo was a little confused.

But still walked into the gym.

This temple looks large in size, but in fact, many places are empty lots, and there are not many real halls and houses.

At the foot is the white stone steps, and not far from the white stone steps is a crystal clear river.

The river is flowing very slowly, are there fish jumping up?

Above the river is a white jade bridge.

After Xu Zimo walked in, there was another bell ringing in the gym.

The voice was very urgent, one after another, shaking the void.

Xu Zimo stepped onto the bridge, and on the opposite side of the bridge was a very significant hall.

Vaguely visible in the hall, there are several figures.

There are lush pine trees on both sides, and you can already hear the sound from the hall.

"In ancient times, the four poles were abandoned and the nine states were split.

The sky does not recur, and the earth does not.

The fire will never die, and the water will never cease.

The beasts eat the people, the birds of prey grab the old and the weak.

Someone is teaching at the top, and the disciples of the gymnasium below are reading in unison.

A majestic and solemn scene.

When Xu Zimo walked off the Yuqiao, his reading suddenly stopped.

All the disciples stopped and looked at people coming outside.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Zimo walked into the hall.

This hall is no different from an ordinary hall.

On both sides stood disciples one after the other, and on top sat an old Dao wearing a spacious Taoist robe and holding a whisk.

The old way, the immortal style, the bones, and the rhyme.

Standing tall, long beard and white.

"You're here," Old Dao said before Xu Zimo could speak.

"Do you know me?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Naturally know, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, otherwise how did you enter my gym?" Old Tao smiled.

"Are you sure you didn't admit the wrong person?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Why do I have no impression of you at all."

"If you think about it, you've been here before," said the old Tao.

"I've been here?" Xu Zimo was stunned.

He frowned slightly, but he had no impression.

"Well, after the first life, you don't have many memories," the old Dao sighed.

I saw a wave of the whisk in his hand.

The Tao's artistic conception spread, and he calmly said: "Today's course is over, you all go back."

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