Jiuxiao

Two hours later, the two started on the road again. This time, they were lucky. After turning over a mountain, they saw a village.

The smoke from the kitchen at the foot of the mountain is curling up, showing a kind of tranquility isolated from the world.

The mainland 6 years ago, after all, still had many differences.

At that time, the population was not so dense, and even the sky seemed extraordinarily vast.

"Let's go there and spend the night first. The human race has not been involved in this war, and the pursuers probably won't enter the human village to search." Fei Lan suggested.

Zhou Yin has nothing to do, so naturally he has no objection.

The size of the village is about the same as that of Zhoujia Village, with about 100 households. At the foot of the mountain, it is tens of miles away from a small town that is a little more lively. On weekdays, they watch and help each other and enjoy themselves happily. There are almost no strangers. The arrival of people showed great curiosity and enthusiasm.

Feilan was seriously injured and didn't really want to talk at first, but Zhou Yin was more taciturn than him, and he could only answer one question after ten questions. Injured, I came here, hoping to stay overnight.

Under the coercion of the three races of immortals, demons, and demons, the human race lives in trembling. Compared with other races that can use spiritual power and call the wind and rain by nature, the human race is extremely fragile. unity.Unlike the world where Zhou Yin lived 6 years later, when the monster clan had already declined, and the immortals and demons each occupied one side, the well water did not interfere with the river water. , for the magic weapon, for the sake of cultivation, intrigue, life and death.

Zhou Yin and the others were welcomed into the village chief's house. When other people in the village heard that a visitor from afar was coming, they all stopped their work and came to welcome the visitor with their own food.

This kind of enthusiasm is sincere, there is no hypocritical calculation, and there is no evasive inquiry. Everyone has a smile on their face and welcomes them from the bottom of their hearts. Going to eat, more than half of the people in the village sat around here, talking about the world, the village head was very curious about the outside world, and asked about the situation outside, Zhou Yin couldn't count on it, so Fei Lan had to concentrate on chatting with them .

Zhou Chen couldn't walk when he saw the food. The fat, hairy ball lay on the wooden table and gnawed on a hawthorn fruit. The little girl liked it very much, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it. The hair ball is also very good-tempered today. In the past, only Zhou Yin could touch it. Now the little girl slicks the hair, and it also lies there. It seems to be enjoying it very much. , squinting his small eyes, looking like an old man.

The village chief was quite interested in the conversation, until Feilan couldn't help showing his fatigue, then let the crowd disperse, and led them to his room for the guests to rest.

The room finally became quiet, and Feilan sighed, showing emotion: "If I had a choice, I would rather be an ordinary human race. If I didn't have a teacher to practice, I wouldn't be able to ascend to the upper realm later, let alone mix it up." And these things, now I'm afraid I'm living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, happy and happy."

Zhou Yin said: "If you didn't cultivate, you would be dead by now. How could you live so long and moan here without illness?"

After so many days, even though Fei Lan got used to his way of speaking, sometimes he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he was shocked by his poisonous tongue. "... I am also an upper realm god, can you show a little awe?"

Zhou Yindao: "The pursuit of strength and longevity is itself a kind of obsession. Whether it is a fairy or a monster, all respect the strong. If you don't even have the ability to protect yourself, how can you be at ease?"

His identity is not as good as Feilan's, and his cultivation is not as good as Feilan's, but sitting there and talking, he has a demeanor that cannot be ignored.

Although Feilan is a fairy, he is helpless and not good at arguing, so he can only say in a low voice: "You are speaking too utilitarianly, you must know that such people are still a minority after all, look at the villagers here, they have no power to restrain a chicken, let alone turn stone into gold." , call the wind and call the rain, but don't they also live very freely?"

Zhou Yin smiled, as long as it is life, it will naturally worship the strong and respect strength. The Taichu Continent 6 years later is a vivid portrayal.

Once you have tried that taste, you will never give up. Therefore, cultivators are tireless, whether they are pursuing a higher realm or ascending to immortality, it is all to gain more power and a more honorable status. Even those who do not eat The gods of fireworks in the world seem to be no different now.

This was the case 6 years ago, how can it be better 6 years later?

Fei Lan felt uncomfortable with his sarcastic eyes, so she changed the subject and landed on Mao Tuan.

It was precisely because Zhou Yin carried Zhou Chen with him and made him fat and fat that Fei Lan, a person from the upper realm who sympathized with the monster race, was more kind and classified him as a "good guy".

Even after getting along for a few days, he has already realized that this low-level cultivator has nothing to do with a good person...

Feilan asked: "Have you thought about taking it to find its parents and clan?"

Zhou Yin said: "When it grows up, if you want, you can find it by yourself." The search was not done 6 years ago.

Feilan frowned, and hesitated to speak: "I think it is quite spiritual, although it can't see the history right now, but it doesn't look like an ordinary low-level monster. With all due respect, your cultivation is not enough to protect it .”

Zhou Yin said: "Only by learning how to protect yourself can you be strong."

Feilan shook his head, disapproving: "It hasn't grown up yet, so it should be properly taken care of. Among the monster clan, all high-level cubs will be strictly protected until they grow up and transform into forms." .”

Zhou Yin glanced at him, Danfeng's eyes were long and narrow, not charming, but there was a kind of mockery that touched people's hearts. With the growth of age, Zhou Baoer's body gradually faded away, revealing Zhou Yin's original feeling more and more Come.

"So the monster race has declined? The race supported by ancient gods such as Nuwa Fuxi has now become a bereaved dog who is hunted and killed everywhere."

Feilan was rendered speechless again by the refutation, and retreated in embarrassment.

"The chicks must learn to spread their wings on the cliffs before they can fly high, otherwise, they can only die with broken wings."

As Zhou Yin said, he picked up the soft flesh on the back of Zhou Chen's neck, lifted the ignorant one above his head, and then let go.

Fei Lan turned pale with shock.

Wings less than half the size of a palm fluttered vigorously, supporting his fat body and landed without any danger. Zhou Chen blinked, but at first he didn't realize it, he could only scream his mother, but after a while he gradually became excited, expressing This game is very fun, and he pecked Zhou Yin's sleeve to express that he would play it again.

It's really weird that one person and one bird, Feilan Fuzuo is speechless.

The sky is near sunset, and the new moon enters Meiwan.

Although the small village is simple, it has a rare tranquility.

In the room, Zhou Yin rested with his legs crossed on the bed and closed his eyes, while Fei Lan stood by the window, looking at the village scenery in the distance.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

"An outsider is coming!" As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately built a barrier to isolate this place from the outside world, and then took out the Sky Mirror and put it on the table, brushing his palm, the water wave swayed, and the figure in the mirror swayed , gradually clear.

Zhou Yin opened his eyes. "Chasing soldiers?"

Feilan shook her head, listened attentively, and frowned: "It seems to be... the demons."

Mozu and Moxiu are different.

Demon, which means killing, is formed by condensing the most yin and cold air between heaven and earth.Pangu opened up the world, and Nvwa created human beings. These are great merits that conform to the way of heaven, but where there is light, there must be darkness. At the other extreme, things like demons are derived to balance the way of heaven.

At first, none of the ancient gods took a small group of devilish energy seriously, but with the fall of the gods, disputes arose frequently, and no matter who it was, once they had selfish desires, the resulting evil spirits would spread. Between the heaven and the earth, it can also be turned into a demon, and even has its own consciousness and wisdom. Over time, one ebbs and another grows, and the demon race gradually rises.

Later, a demon master came out of the demon clan, who integrated the fragmented demon clan and gradually became larger, forming a force that even the fairy demons could not ignore.

The demons themselves do not have a substantial body, and everything they see can be transformed into humans, plants, and beasts. In the later division of forces, they are alone in other worlds, rarely walking on the mainland, and occasionally walking on the mainland. In addition, there are also legends about which children's energy was absorbed by the low-level demons.

Ordinary people in the world don't understand this origin, and often put the once honored Yaozu and Mozu side by side, and the demons screamed, which is really a big misunderstanding.

And demonic cultivators, in fact, are nothing more than cultivators who have followed a path of cultivation that is completely different from other people. They do whatever they want, and their cultivation methods are weird and absurd, so they are often regarded as aliens and named as demonic cultivators.

Feilan obviously didn't like to see the demons very much, and there was a slight disdain on his face, but his expression was not relaxed.

A man and a woman on the mirror are beautiful and enchanting, but they are walking in the village, and no one notices it. It can be seen that they have used invisibility.

Regardless of past life or present life, Zhou Yin has never seen the demons, but he is a little curious: "How is their cultivation?"

Fei Lan replied: "If I was not injured, I would naturally lose to me, but now, if the two of them work together, it will be hard to say, I have no chance of winning."

The doubts were quickly answered, Shui Jing's perspective closely followed their whereabouts, and the two entered one of the rooms, where a little girl was playing with a fox.

The fox was all white, small and cute, and was biting the girl's little finger affectionately, making the girl giggle.

And that girl was the one who snuggled up next to the village chief during the day and teased Zhou Chen.

When the couple entered the room, they showed their figures and fixed the little girl's figure so that she couldn't open her mouth or move.

Seeing this, Feilan stumbled and said, "No, they are going to catch that fox!"

As soon as the words were finished, the fox gradually grew in size, with its fluffy tail dangling behind it, and nine strips gradually emerged.

The woman giggled and said, "You were so majestic back then, but now you have to rely on a little child to protect you!"