When Xiao Yifeng came back to his senses, he found himself sitting in front of the kitchen stove, and at this time, bursts of aroma came from the pot.
He shook his head. Why did he seem to have forgotten something? He looked down at himself.
I saw him dressed in coarse linen clothes, with his long black hair casually tied up with a cloth belt. At first glance, he looked no different from an ordinary farmer.
He was lighting a fire with an Immortal Sword in his hand. The Immortal Sword that should have been famous all over the world was blackened by the smoke and could not be seen as it was.
"Hiss...hiss..."
Suddenly a strange sound came from the pile of wood on the side, and a small snow-white snake was coiled in the wood, spitting out The scarlet snake Xinzi slowly swam towards Xiao Yifeng.
I saw the snow-white little snake, with crystal-clear scales all over its body, but there were two small raised horns on its head, which were like dragon horns.
It is Xiao Yifeng's pet - Xuanshuang Ice Python Xiaobing, a hole-in-the-wall Dzogchen monster, a terrifying monster that is only one step away from turning into a real dragon.
Xiao Yifeng took his time and stretched out his hand. Xiaobing followed his hand and slowly crawled into his sleeve. After a while, he crawled out from his collar and wrapped it around on his shoulders.
Xiao Yifeng smiled. Ever since the earth-shattering battle between good and evil, he faked his own death and escaped. He has lived in seclusion here for many years and has not been interested in world affairs.
He put down everything in the Star Temple. No matter what fame, fortune, or power, the beauty could abandon it like nothing.
Only Xiaobing, his companion who had been with him through life and death, was the only one he could not bear to part with, so he took her with him to live in seclusion here.
I lived in seclusion on a hill outside Wentian Sect, and set up a large formation to block mortals here, making the place shrouded in fog all year round.
Residents from villages near and far will walk in circles when entering this mountain, and finally come out from the foot of another mountain. Naturally, they mistakenly think they are encountering ghosts.
As time went by, no villagers dared to come and disturb them anymore. Even the villages at the foot of the mountain were moved away, and no one dared to move here.
These years have been uneventful, but Xiao Yifeng feels that it is quite good. He throws the wood into the stove, holds the once famous immortal-killing demon sword, and lights the fire in front of ordinary people. stick.
Ever since he practiced the Buddhist secret method, the Immortal Sutra, the evil spirit of this sword can no longer corrode him. In addition, the spirit of this sword has fallen and its spirituality is no longer.
Thinking of the death of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Spirit, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He might never see that proud woman like the Queen again.
Nowadays, life is peaceful. He uses Wentian Jiujuan Kung Fu to expel the evil spirits every day. In addition, he no longer uses this sword to fight with others. The original evil spirits in his body are also eliminated. Over time, this magic sword It really became a fire stick.
He threw the last piece of wood in, let the remaining heat boil out the flavor of the bone soup in the pot, stood up and walked out.
This is a rather large wooden house, with a chimney standing crookedly on top of it, and light smoke is still drifting outward.
Outside the house, there are two piles of firewood. Under the eaves, a row of bamboo wind chimes are hung, making a crisp sound in the gentle breeze. Xiao Yifeng turned around and looked at the wind chime in trance.
After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at Wentian Zong in the distance with a smile on his lips. Today is the day when his wife Liu Hanyan comes back. This is also the day when he lives in seclusion here. reason.
If outsiders knew that not only was the devil alive, but he was also married to Guanghan Fairy Liu Hanyan, who was famous in the righteous path, their jaws would probably drop.
As long as half a year passes, Liu Hanyan will hand over the affairs of Feixue Palace to others and truly retire from herself. The two of them will live together and no longer be concerned about the mundane affairs of the world.
Xiao Yifeng, who was lost in thought, suddenly frowned and turned back to look in the direction of Wentian City. A stream of rich blood energy rushed toward him at an extremely fast speed and arrived in an instant.
This blood energy actually broke through the restriction of his own mountain protection and broke into the mountain. He circled around the mountain outside and a powerful spiritual consciousness swept across the entire mountain and rushed towards his broken mountain. The cabin came rushing.
The thick blood mist stopped in mid-air. The figures in the blood mist were blurred. It was unclear whether they were humans or monsters. The pungent smell of blood hit their faces.
Xiao Yifeng knew that the person who came was not good, so he was secretly on guard, and asked in a cold voice: "Who is this monster, hiding his head and tail?"
"The Blood Sword Demon King is very elegant, and he is the deputy of the dignified Star Temple. The master of the palace actually lives in seclusion next to the Wentian Sect and is married to the world-famous Fairy Guanghan. If word spreads, both good and evil will be shocked."
"It's just that the Demon Lord is here now. "Huai, I wonder if you still remember the countless innocent souls who died for you in the Star Temple? Do you still remember the old people in the Star Temple?"
Just listen to the hoarse voice from that group of rich people? There was blood in the mist, and it was unclear whether it was a man or a woman.
Xiao Yifeng felt a sense of dissonance, this scene was so familiar. But there was no time to think deeply.
The other party revealed his identity and the fact that he married Liu Hanyan. Xiao Yifeng's heart sank slightly, and his murderous intention gradually arose, and he said in a cold voice:
"I am no longer People from the Demon Cult, I don’t know how you learned about my whereabouts. What’s the point of finding me? If you can’t give me a reason, just stay here!”
The figure in the blood mist! He smiled strangely and said: "As expected of the mighty Blood Sword Demon Lord, a perfect master of the Mahayana, you are really confident. You want to keep me here? Then we have to see if you have the ability."
Voice As soon as it fell, the blood mist rushed toward Xiao Yifeng. Xiao Yifeng had already prepared. With a move of his right hand, the Immortal Killing Sword fell into his hand with a flash of blood, but suddenly the blood mist exploded in front of him, and the entire mountain peak was suddenly covered with thick blood. Fog shrouded.
The black shadow actually disappeared. With Xiao Yifeng's eyesight, he could only see a few meters in front of him. The blood mist also had the effect of isolating the spiritual consciousness, preventing it from being released. Xiao Yifeng's heart Can't help but be shocked.
Xiao Bing's pale golden snake eyes were glowing with golden light, and she carefully looked around on Xiao Yifeng's shoulders.Looking to the right, the pattern on the forehead suddenly flashed with golden light, the snake's head turned sharply, and opened its mouth in one direction to roar.
The thick fog was dispersed by the huge sound wave. Xiao Yifeng was shocked and flew up. He saw the blood mist in front of him opening and closing, and suddenly a strange laugh came from the front: "Haha..."
p>Before the laughter ended, a sharp bloody light suddenly came from the side, stabbing into the chest like a meteor, and the terrifying blood light instantly illuminated the whole body red.
Xiao Yifeng was shocked. This man's strength was probably not inferior to his own. His sword energy and killing intent were astonishing.
The two fought several times through the blood mist. The opponent would disappear as soon as he missed a hit, appearing and disappearing. This person was vicious and wanted to take Xiao Yifeng's life.
I don’t know what the composition of this blood mist is, but it can block spiritual consciousness. Xiao Yifeng can only rely on intuition to fight with the opponent. Although Xiaobing can find the opponent, the opponent is too fast. Xiao Yifeng For a moment, he only had the power to resist.