Chapter 1: The Thirteenth Year of Tianjian

In the eleventh year of Tianjian in the Liang Dynasty, there was great unrest.

In June, Yingzhou had a heavy snowfall. It was rumored that an immortal had descended. Once the news spread, countless people went to Yingzhou to see the immortal, but no one found him.

In September, Weizhou had a flood. The Weihe River burst its banks, and the people on both sides of the river were displaced. There were starving people everywhere. The victims and wild dogs competed for food, and there were piles of bones.

At the end of the year, the new sword of Jianqi Mountain was produced, and the world was shocked. Countless sword cultivators rushed to climb Jianqi Mountain, all wanting to take this century-old sword down the mountain.

Two years later, in the thirteenth year of Tianjian, in early winter, there was a snowfall in Weizhou.

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The heavy snow began to fall on the winter solstice, and it has been falling for a whole month now.

The sky had already darkened.

The bright moon was half hidden, and the birds and beasts were gone. There was only a vast expanse of white between the mountains and the fields.

Several lanterns emitting faint light kept swaying in the cold wind, like a lone boat in the midst of stormy waves, in danger of falling any day.

The little light was a team of more than ten people, who were now slowly moving forward along the mountain road.

"Miss, after crossing this mountain, you should reach Tianqing County. The people who came to pick you up will arrive in Tianqing County almost tomorrow. Then you will be escorted to the capital by them, and we can return to report."

The white-haired old man at the head of the team tightened his cotton robe. When he spoke, the old man's frown relaxed a lot.

But then he said apologetically, "I haven't been out for a walk for many years. I didn't expect that the world is still so messy. I almost put you in danger. I am really ashamed.♦♦🆂🅷🆄🆇.🅲♦🅼"

After their team encountered monsters several times, at this moment, only one in ten survived.

"Uncle Song, there is no need to do this. When the people from the capital arrive, there shouldn't be any problem on the way north."

In the middle of the team, there was a girl with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, wearing a plain and thick light blue robe, but even so, the whole person revealed a special aura. Although she was still young, there was no immaturity in the girl's watery eyes, but calm as water.

She must not be an ordinary girl.

The old man surnamed Song glanced at the girl, his face full of relief. The girl in front of him was the first of this generation in the Bailu Xie family.

The Xie family's cultivation method is special, and they cannot practice before the age of sixteen. The Xie family in the capital of the gods asked her to go north to the capital of the gods to study when she was sixteen years old.

This clearly meant that they wanted to cultivate the young lady well.

The Daliang Dynasty has been established for more than 200 years. Although the world is still not peaceful, it is much better than the previous dynasty. At least in these 200 years, there are no more large numbers of demons in the demon court in the north, and there are no more things that happen to slaughter a state at will.

However, there are still demons in the country, and many people have been killed. These things cannot be avoided.

"Miss, Master Song, there is a mountain temple in front. Do you want to stay here overnight?!"

It was snowing heavily. At this moment, with the moonlight, you can really see a dilapidated mountain temple standing alone on the mountainside in front. It was mostly covered by snow, and the gate was a little dilapidated.

It looked like it had been abandoned for a long time and no one repaired it.

The Daliang Dynasty did not believe in ghosts and gods. Temples like mountain god and land temples were built by the previous dynasty. Now that the court did not allocate funds for repairs, they naturally became more and more dilapidated.

Retracting his gaze, Master Song looked at the girl.

The girl nodded.

Entering Weizhou, it was snowing heavily. It was not easy to travel. The team was exhausted.

Master Song understood and said in a deep voice, "Go..."

The voice stopped abruptly!

The originally quiet night suddenly made a sound.

Woo woo woo——

A cold voice suddenly sounded from somewhere.

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly sounded at the end of the team. When everyone turned their heads subconsciously, they saw a long bloodstain spreading and disappearing in the forest on one side.

"Protect the young lady!"

With a loud shout, the rest of the people immediately drew out their weapons, surrounded the girl, and looked around nervously.

Master Song pointed his toes and flew into the air in an instant, saying in a deep voice, "The evil demon appears!"

A green light overflowed from Master Song's palm, spread out, and the whole night sky became bright!

"Blood demon?!"

A man exclaimed with a touch of sadness.

Among the monsters rampant in Daliang Dynasty, the blood monster is quite powerful and is the most difficult to deal with.

Now they only have these people left, how can they be their opponents?

Suspended in the air, Master Song frowned. When he saw the two blood monsters, he had already made up his mind to die. If it were normal days, even if he couldn't kill them, he could retreat unscathed. However, he was covered with wounds all over the way, and now he was unable to do anything.

"You take the young lady away, I will hold it back!"

Master Song rushed towards the two blood monsters over there. The old man who raised his aura to the peak in an instant was shining with green light, and at this moment he really had a momentum that could not be stopped by thousands of men!

Seeing that Master Song had already rushed up without saying anything, the remaining few people carried the girl and ran towards the mountain.

But after walking a few steps, a man suddenly said, "Master Song can't stop that blood monster!"

They are all warriors, so they naturally know how powerful the blood monster is.

The others didn't say anything and all agreed.

The man who had been the guard of Xie's for more than ten years smiled and said, "Miss... We can't protect you anymore."

"Please go first, we will hold the monster for you for a while!"

The voice was not loud, but it was very firm and could not be refuted.

The others nodded heavily.

Instead of letting Mr. Song face the blood monster alone, it would be better for them to work together to buy a little more time for the young lady in front of them, at least there would be more chances of survival.

The girl's eyes flashed with reluctance, but at this moment she just gritted her teeth and ran forward with the lantern.

The girl took the silver hairpin from her bun and clenched it in her slightly sweaty palm. Her black hair instantly slipped down and floated behind her head.

"Take care, Miss."

Seeing that the girl had left, the few people no longer hesitated and shouted to kill the blood monster!

At this moment, the cold wind was howling, and the blood monster was behind, the girl was still a little nervous.

After all, no matter how talented or precocious she is, she is just a girl.

The fingers holding the hairpin turned white because of too much force. The wind and snow were blowing hard, and some snowflakes fell on her hair.

It seemed that a layer of moonlight was dyed on her hair.

She was like a flower, unwilling to bow her head in the wind and snow.

If she was caught up by the blood demon in the end and she was the only one left, she would fight with it to the end. The girl had made the worst plan in her heart.

But when she was close to the mountain temple, she found a faint light through the doors and windows.

Is there anyone?

She frowned slightly and quickened her pace, but she was unwilling to enter the unknown mountain temple. But at this moment, a gust of demonic wind blew, and the demonic aura in the sky was already attacking the girl in the distance.

Uncle Song and his men were defeated...

The girl's face was pale. Although she was unwilling to accept it, she knew that this was already a fact.

The girl no longer hesitated, holding the lantern, she stepped into the mountain temple, crossed the courtyard, came to the door, paused in the air for a moment, and then pushed open the door of the already dilapidated hall with force.

The moment the door was opened, some smoke and dust rose from the messy mountain temple. The girl rushed into the smoke and dust, vaguely seeing that in the center of the hall, the colorful painting had long faded, and under the mottled mountain god statue, someone had built a fire.

There was a young man in black clothes next to the fire.

He was holding a knife.