A thousand days after the immortals raised demons

Lu Mo was trapped on the top of the peak, and his daily activities were limited to a square inch. Because Lin Chiqing was full of ambitions for the Yumen, the head was worried that he would go to Lin Chiqing if he couldn't tell the seriousness of the matter, and would cause trouble for the sect.

Lu Mo knew that after a month of confinement, he sincerely told his father and senior brother that he would not look for him, and then asked his father to guide him in cultivation.

The head of the sect was very pleased, but at the same time he was a little puzzled, why did he suddenly become so keen on cultivation?

Feng Rong was transparent: "Does he still have the idea of ​​seeing Lin Chiqing?"

The head of the sect murmured: "It's difficult for Ah Mo to get along with his fellow disciples, but to get along well with him and even learn cooking skills for him, it's impossible to give up so easily."

At the beginning, the two had some reservations, deliberately teaching auxiliary spells, and watching Lu Mo's reaction, Lu Mo did not show any dissatisfaction or anxiety, and then gradually felt relieved to teach real destructive spells.

After all, as the young master, Lu Mo will definitely inherit the sect in the future. If he does not have enough strength to frighten the Quartet, it will be difficult to lead Liuqingmen to glory.

Time flies, and after five years, Lin Chiqing has become a frightened devil, and the power of Zhong Yumen, which he works for, has soared, almost covering the sky with one hand in the righteous way.

Lu Mo's temper is getting more and more eccentric, and his temper is fierce. With his iron and blood, his powerful strength makes all the disciples of the Liuqing Sect surrender.

Ten years later, Lu Mo's talent was superb, he cultivated into an immortal, changed his name to Qingmo Shangxian, and became the head of Liuqing Sect.

At the succession ceremony of the head, the 28-year-old Lu Mo had a deep and handsome face, with clear lines, standing there with a cold, powerful and sharp aura.

The 28-year-old demon leader Lin Chiqing sat on the steps of the corridor of the bamboo building in Chongyumen, holding the hilt of his sword and wearing blood-dripping armor, and indifferently accepted the secret letter brought by Asuka.

"Today, the succession ceremony of Qingmo Shangxianzhangmen."

His stern expression softened slightly, then he destroyed the secret letter and let Asuka go.

The head of the Chongyu Sect came over gloomy: "According to the agreement, we can meet your mother for a stick of incense time."

In the afternoon, Lin Chiqing received a new mission: to attack Liuqingmen.

To understate a few words, how many days and nights of bloody battles will be needed between him and the accepted dead men in exchange for it.

The next day, Lin Chiqing led his dead men down the mountain and camped in the wilderness late at night. Hundreds of people held their swords and sat against trees or on the ground in a dignified atmosphere.

Attacking Liuqingmen has always been the goal of Chongyumen. For several years, Chongyumen has focused on attacking small schools.

Although Liuqingmen is not a top school, it is also one of the best. If they can eat it, Chongyumen will be like a tiger with wings added, speeding up the unification of the righteous dream, and then reaching out to rule the world with monsters!

As the sharp blade to fulfill his old dream, Lin Chiqing will surely split the road of thorns with blood!

Hundreds of subordinates followed Lin Chiqing to fight in the north and south, all of them were dead men with sharp knives. They gathered together, and the killing intent from the soul caused the surrounding birds to scatter and the wild beasts to flee.

Lin Chiqing was sitting on a rock by the river, his cold but pretty face reflected in the clear water.

The black hair was loose and loose, reaching to the waist without restraint. He lowered his head and fell to his chest. He carefully wiped the weapon, and the red silk hairband around his wrist was faintly visible.

A dead man came over and said in a low voice, "This can't be done!"

Lin Chiqing didn't speak, and the side face was soft and moist by the moonlight. Such a person, in a mortal country, would be a peerless and noble son, but he was forced to become a monster who was frightened by those who heard it.

The dead soldier stared blankly, and turned his eyes away with his fists: "In the past, the Xiaomen sect barely survived a narrow escape, but if they attack the Liuqingmen, the entire army will be wiped out!"

An elite in the crowd said angrily: "Chongyumen let us tear open an offensive gap in Liuqingmen with our lives. Our life and death are like ants to them. Sharp knives collide with the defense. Both sides will suffer. They will step on our bones and take back with force." Liuqing, what are we?"

Hundreds of people were silent for a while, and the dead man threw away his weapon: "I can die, but I am not willing to die for those who persecute us!"

All throw away their weapons.

Lin Chiqing finally raised his head, and said flatly: "Don't forget, the lives of your family members are in their hands."

Someone cried: "I killed my family and then committed suicide!"

More people silently retrieved their weapons with sad expressions.

Lin Chiqing stood up: "Let's go."

Paused: "For the family."

The attack on Liuqingmen was carried out in secret. Lin Chiqing led 300 people straight into the mountain gate, killing countless disciples of Liuqingmen on the way, and stepped on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood to attack the formation of the guardian faction.

Elder Feng Rong of Liuqingmen personally led people to fight, the two sides fought fiercely, Lin Chiqing used [-] wounded enemies and [-] secret techniques to cut open the formation, and the remaining [-] elites who were hidden took the opportunity to rush into the formation and directly attacked Huanglong.

This is destined to be a complete defeat of the war, with 500 people against thousands of sects, with pebbles hitting rocks.

Everyone in Liuqingmen counterattacked, and the number of [-] elites entering the team dropped sharply.

Lin Chiqing ordered everyone outside the formation to retreat through voice transmission, stepped into the formation without hesitation, was besieged by a group of powerful forces, and continued to hack the formation unswervingly.

Chongyumen's purpose is very clear, regardless of life or death, must smash Liuqingmen's defense formation.

Surrounded by a group of strong people, Lin Chiqing, who was seriously injured, finally broke the barrier, and at the same time fell into a pool of blood covered in scars.

The elite who were ordered to retreat turned back in blood, desperately fighting a bloody road to rescue.

Lin Chiqing gritted his teeth and sat up on the ground, scolding: "Live! Go back!"

Everyone should not respond, lives disappeared one by one, obsession became ghosts, hundreds of ghosts stopped the Qingyunmen group, and rescued the living companions.

I don't know how many fierce ghosts scattered, Lin Chiqing was supported by the few hundred people left and fought and retreated.

He gasped and growled, "Go away, leave me alone!"

The supporter said sadly: "My lord, we have completed the task, let's live together!"

A group of people: "Live!"

Li Guigui wailed and howled: "Woooo! Woooo!"

The Liuqingmen suddenly shook, and the meeting hall in the center exploded, and the billowing air waves captivated the eyes. When the strong Liuqingmen finally recovered their sight, Lin Chiqing and others had disappeared.

Several elders of the Liuqingmen were furious: "He actually has another trick!"

With a gloomy expression, Feng Rong turned around and brushed away the crowd, leaped over two mountains, and angrily kicked open the door of Lu Mo's room: "You did it?"

Lu Mo shook his head calmly: "I'm in retreat, I don't know what you're talking about."

Feng Rong: "Even if it's dead, such a big commotion should make you alive!"

Lu Mo: "So I woke up and was about to check what happened."

Feng Rong: "You! Forget it, Ah Mo, you are the head of the sect now, with thousands of lives in your hands, you have to be measured in doing things. If there is another time, I will definitely ask the master to come out of the mountain and cut off your freedom!"

Lu Mo lowered his eyes: "I have a measure."

As a tacit consent, Feng Rong looked at him for a long time, and left impatiently. Both he and his master thought that Lu Mo had let go of that man, but he never thought that Lu Mo could bear it, and kept hiding it until now!

It's been ten years, ten years of burying his mind without revealing the mountains and dews, the first moment Lin Chiqing appeared, he immediately gave his own people a blow in the head without hesitation!

The disciples of Liuqingmen were busy repairing the formation, and Lin Chiqing broke through the barrier. I'm afraid that in just a few days, the army of Zhongyumen will come to destroy the gate.

In the middle of the night, the Liuqingmen elites were looking for enemies everywhere. Lin Chiqing and Baishi were stationed in a remote wasteland. The cold east wind was howling, and everyone dared not light a fire. They used cold river water to clean their wounds and put on clean clothes.

In the middle of the night, everyone who had faded from the blood was wrapped in the elixir and continued to flee, huddled in the dark underground river.

The entrance is in the deep pool of the canyon, which was accidentally discovered by Lin Chiqing when he was surrounded and jumped off a cliff in his early years when he was not very strong.

There lived ferocious monsters inside, and after they were barely killed, they took over the nest, and it has been used as a secret base ever since.

A hundred people ate dry food, and a team of ten people slept in the stone room built by the charcoal fire.

Lin Chiqing lived in the deepest stone room, with the stone door closed, just like an ordinary stone wall.

He lit a small pile of charcoal fire, took off his clothes to check the wound, the medicine he changed earlier was soaked in blood from the wound, excruciatingly painful.

When the formation was broken, his back was exposed to everyone's attack, and he relied on his body to resist hard, hurting his internal organs.

I changed the medicine again, and fell asleep drowsily.

Half-dream and half-awake, there was an extra breath around him in a trance, and he got up vigilantly, and found that the clothes he had put on before going to sleep were open, and the elixir was changed again, and there were dirty water and blood-stained elixir beside him.

He picked up the elixir on his body and sniffed it lightly. This is the best wound medicine, several times better than the one he used.

Alerted: "Who!"

A gust of wind suddenly hit from the top of his head, and he couldn't stop his heart, and fell into a coma.

When I woke up the next day, my body was not as painful as last night, but also much refreshed, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine.

Lin Chiqing took off his clothes, and the heavy bandage turned into a thin layer. The wound was half healed, and the blood no longer penetrated, and a thick layer of white medicinal powder was sprinkled on the scab, which was scattered all over the bed as the bandage was untied.

"..."

He put on his clothes with an expressionless expression. Everyone outside had already woken up. It was rare to have grilled fish in good spirits. When he saw Lin Chiqing coming out, he said happily, "Today is a fish feast!"

Lin Chiqing: "Last night...who entered my stone room?"

Everyone shook their heads: "No, I fell asleep when I was physically and mentally exhausted."

One person asked in surprise: "Could it be that someone invaded and we were exposed?"

Lin Chiqing: "After dinner, change to another place to rest."