In 988, at the junction of the Hughesmi Neutral Kingdom in the northwest of the Lanfa continent and the Rosa Empire in the northeast of the mainland, there was a dense forest. Among the forest was a hill about a few hundred meters high. The mountain road was rugged and winding. The mountain road was lush with pine and cypress, and the plants were green. A quiet and slender river at the foot of the mountain stretched from west to north, making it a beautiful scenery of beautiful mountains and rivers.

This mountain was originally nameless, but later it was named Wushan because of the arrival of a holy domain-level wizard more than 1,000 years ago. Over the years, a new force on the Lanfa continent was naturally formed on Wushan - a wizard. Therefore, this mountain is also known as the hometown of wizards. The Hughesmi neutral country, located in the west of Wushan, wanted to send troops to seize Wushan several times, but they were afraid of the holy domain-level wizard on Wushan and did not dare to act rashly. The Kingdom of Rosa to the east faced the wizard against Wushan.

The forces of the mountain adopted a policy of gentleness and sent envoys to show their kindness several times, but they were all turned away. Therefore, Wushan became an extremely special neutral zone in the Lanfa continent. It neither belonged to the neutral power of Hughesmi nor was it friendly with the forces of the Rosa Kingdom. Wushan's attitude towards the outside world was equal. When the Ottoman Empire in the south heard about the failure of the other two countries, it naturally gave up its covetition of Wushan, a Fengshui treasure land.

The creatures within a radius of hundreds of miles around Wushan live a peaceful and peaceful life every day. The disciples of Wushan are also happy to enjoy this unique tranquility, but today there are four uninvited guests here. Even the level 1 rat monsters who are habitually looking for food at the foot of Wushan at this time every day, they feel an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly coming, and they turn around and flee. Only one of the little black mice, who is too fat and slow to move, is still silly staying in the area where they often feed. Its reaction seems to be particularly slow, and even the strong murderous aura suddenly comes from a hundred meters away. It is like a curious child suddenly seeing something incredible, and he hides foolishly in the low grass and doesn't want to leave. He just stares blankly at the four terrifying monsters in the distance screaming something.

These four monsters are Qingchengzi holding the ancient scrolls in their hands, the short young man who was chasing him, the long-haired man and Xiao Jin who had a broken arm. This is the 31st day they chased Qingchengzi. After a whole month, let alone Qingchengzi, they were almost unable to bear it. Not only were they weak all over, but they even showed signs of listlessness. For a whole month, in order not to lose Qingchengzi, the three of them maintained a hard work of sleeping for only 2 hours a day, each of them only drank a sip of water and only ate a piece of dry food.

It's okay for Qingchengzi to reach the primary level of the Holy Realm. His demand for food and water can no longer be measured by the standards of ordinary people. However, the three people who were only at the master level suffered a lot. If it weren't for the fact that the three of them had a far superior persistence towards Qingchengzi and the Ancient Scroll, they would have already defeated them. But in the end, the three people persisted and completely caught up with him when Qingchengzi was exhausted. However, compared with Qingchengzi's current situation, the three people's situation was not much better. The short young man and Xiao Jin had reached the severity of physical overdrawing. The only one who had combat power was the long-haired man who had been carried by his younger brother on his back.

Without the Holy Sword, the strength of the long-haired man was greatly reduced, only at the level of a master, but this is enough for killing a powerful man in the Holy Realm who has reached the end of his strength.

"Qingchengzi, I finally caught up with you. This is in Wushan. The scenery is really good. There are flowers and grass. You should be satisfied with your cemetery, right?" The long-haired man looked at Qingchengzi lightly and said with a sneer.

"Why are you chasing me?" Knowing that he had no hope of escaping, Qingchengzi asked in a hurry while panting.

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame, you can only blame the Ancient Scroll in your hand! Who made it a reward for the three major kingdoms of Lanfa Continent that are offered a lot of money?"

"Hmph. A huge reward?" Qingchengzi raised his eyebrows slightly, sneered and looked at the long-haired man with a smug look, pointed to the ancient scroll in his hand, and teased: "Is this broken book worthy of your life for it?"

"Worth it!" The long-haired man straightened his chest, "The value of this book is far more than this. Legend has it that those who understand it can gain infinite power. Don't you know about this?"

"That's just a legend. Do you think I haven't tried to read it myself after I escaped for tens of thousands of years? It's not that I didn't do it, but that I did it was useless because there was not even a word in this book, it was just a pile of white paper."

"Ah..." The long-haired man was about to accuse Qingchengzi of fooling him, but as soon as he started to say something, he saw Qingchengzi grabbing the nameless ancient scroll horizontally in front of him. With a slightly loose finger, he turned the pages of the book to him. The ancient scrolls were turning faster and faster, but the long-haired man was more and more shocked. Looking at the blank paper that continued to appear in front of him like lightning, the long-haired man's mind suddenly fell into a blank space.

"Let me see." After a moment, the long-haired man who reacted from his slowness suddenly stepped forward and snatched the ancient scroll in Qingchengzi's hand two steps. He carefully read it. It would be fine if he didn't turn it over, but the more he turned it over, the more he became confused. Could this legendary ancient scroll be fake?

"Hmph! I want to lie to me if I have a trick to recognize my master by dropping blood?" The long-haired man looked at Qingchengzi with a sneer, bit his finger through, and dripped it down at the pages of the Ancient Scroll. He thought that since this ancient scroll was a legendary magical object, it was naturally not an ordinary item. If you want to see the text in it, you must rely on some strange means. This bloody recognition of the master is naturally the most effective way he thinks.

Seeing the blood dripping on the white pages of the ancient scroll as white as white as the snow, the long-haired man's brows raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He was confident that this method of blood-recognizing the master, which only exists in legend, would definitely allow him to see the words in the ancient scroll. However, 5 minutes passed, and the drop of blood he dripped on the ancient scroll was still lying motionless on the white paper, without any sign of the paper being soaked after encountering the blood.

"How could this happen?" The long-haired man who could not figure out the mystery in the book was beginning to shake the ancient scrolls constantly. He also deceived himself into thinking that doing so could speed up the blood to immerse himself in the pages. When his blood was accidentally thrown out of the pages by himself because of the increasingly violent shaking of blood. After the "splash" stuck to the ground, the only surviving fantasy in the long-haired man's heart was completely shattered at this moment. He always hoped to gain the power in the ancient scrolls, but the cruel facts gave him a heavy blow.

"I have tried this method for a long time. It's useless. I even tried it with saliva, but I still couldn't see what words are in this book." Looking at the long-haired man who suddenly felt lost in front of me, Qingchengzi hoped to rely on his own comfort to gain the right to survive, but he was wrong. His words attracted not the other party's gratitude gaze, but the stormy anger.

One punch, two punches, three punches, the long-haired man angrily threw the Ancient Scroll in his hand to his side, and started venting pain at Qingchengzi, who had no power to fight back. The Ancient Scroll with no weight flew out a long distance because of the gentle throw of the long-haired man. After landing on the ground, it was still sliding against the ground for a distance before stopping after a slight hissing. The fat fat rat, a level 1 rat monster who was watching all this from a distance, happened to be hit by the Ancient Scroll that was sliding in front. It flew more than 1 meter in the air before falling back to the ground. However, the intimate contact between the body and the ground still hit it very lightly. The faint hissing sound just now was made by this fat little black mouse.

Although the little black mouse was obese, he survived by chance. If it weren't for the strength of the flight of the Ancient Scroll due to the weakening of air resistance and the layer by layer of friction on the ground, and its own obesity could further reduce the impact, the weak little black mouse would have died long ago. He slowly supported his large body with his short limbs. The little black mouse's little head looked around for a long time before he saw the thing that almost killed it in the distance. His little eyes glared at him, as if he was looking for the Ancient Scroll for revenge.

I don’t know how long it took, nor how many punches he had been, Qingchengzi felt that every inch of his muscles in his body was aching faintly. A few of his teeth were knocked off by the man with long hair. The blood in his mouth had already accumulated due to constant beatings. Just when he thought he was going to be beaten to death by the man with long hair, the other party suddenly stopped. He quickly grabbed the gap and poured the blood in his mouth down to the clean ground.

"Just killing you like this, it's so cheap. You ruined the only holy sword that I deserve to be proud of. If you don't cut you into pieces and torture you, I won't let you die so easily!"

Hearing the words of the long-haired man, Qingchengzi swallowed the blood that had been vomiting halfway through the blood. He instinctively heard several rapid coughs from his mouth.

It’s okay to kill me, but I still want to torture me! Since that’s the case, don’t blame me!

The thought flashed through his mind, and Qingchengzi made the most difficult decision in his life and died together. He wanted to let the long-haired man in front of him who was planning to torture him to death be buried with him.

"Huanyuan..."

"I want to use this trick again? Don't think about it!"

Qingchengzi suddenly raised his head and sprayed out the golden elixir that had shrunk from his mouth, which was only the size of rice grains, and tried to use the last trace of energy in the golden elixir to die with the other party. But before he could attack, he found that his movements were slow. As soon as the golden elixir blurted out, the palm of the long-haired man was slapped away from a distance. Both of them subconsciously looked at the golden elixir that emitted the golden elixir. It would be fine if he didn't look at it. After seeing it, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

With a slap of the long-haired man, the golden elixir, which was only the size of a rice grain, flew into the mouth of an obese little black mouse in the grass not far away, which was screaming in front of the ancient scrolls. What surprised them even more was that after the little black mouse accidentally swallowed Qingchengzi's golden elixir, its black body began to break quickly. In the blink of an eye, a human baby the size of a palm slowly crawled out of the obese body of the little black mouse!
Chapter completed!