Usually the number of casualties in battles is much greater than the number of people killed, but today's situation is different. This is not a battle but pure genocide. The scene is particularly tragic. In the end, all the old, weak, women and children of the Qingshui clan were killed.

He raised his weapon and slashed wildly at the killer's vital points. Every time he killed an enemy, he was avenging himself and his tribe.

If Bai Sha's men were injured, they would immediately be attacked by a group of Qingshui clan members. In the end, the number of dead was more than ten times that of the injured. Now that the Qingshui clan has been destroyed, what should we do with the rest?

Bai Sha turned around and said: "Xingyao, I'll leave the aftermath to you. Don't leave any clues about Chiwangqiu. Today's matter must be kept absolutely confidential. No one is allowed to leak the inside information, even if he returns to Chiwangqiu.

Qiu Ye must never mention it again. As for what to say in the future, I will teach you."

The well-dressed man's name is Xingyao, and he is Bai Sha's disciple and his most trusted confidant. At this moment, Xingyao looked at the water sitting motionless on the stone platform, and asked with his spiritual thought: "Sha Lord, what do you want?"

Is it done?"

Bai Sha shook his head, then gestured with his hand for Xingyao to follow him off the peak, and flew down the mountain to outside the magic circle, and then said with his spiritual thoughts: "As long as the clear water is still there, we still have hope.

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Xingyao: "Are you still going to let him live? Since he didn't speak today, he will never let you get your wish."

Bai Sha: "With his level of cultivation, I can't stop him if he wants to commit suicide. But in this case, he still insists on living, which itself shows one thing. With his hatred for me, as long as there is

I won't give up if there is even a chance of revenge. Even though he doesn't speak anymore, I don't know what he is thinking."

Xingyao: "You are saying that he will try to find a successor and teach this successor everything he knows in his life. What you can't get from him can be obtained from his successor."

Bai Sha nodded and said: "What he won't tell me, as long as he waits for the opportunity, he will definitely tell the heirs for the purpose of revenge. The reason why he is still alive is supported by this belief! This is the simplest truth, and I understand it.

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Xingyao: "But how long can he endure this kind of hatred and sustain it? More importantly, how long can you wait, Evil Lord?"

Bai Sha: "I have also studied the cultivation of many so-called mountain gods, and I have just sensed that he integrates his breath with the tree mound. As long as the life on the tree mound is not extinguished, he can live.

Like a stone in the mountain that cannot move or speak, until the end of its life.

And I can wait at least another hundred years. Even if I don't get the desired result in the end, there will be no loss. During these hundred years, I still have hope to step on the path to heaven, and I may not necessarily obtain his secret. I just give it to him.

An opportunity for him to think he could seize hope, and this is my opportunity as well.”

Xingyao: "But in his condition, how can he find a successor?"

Bai Sha: "If he were not in this condition, how could I let him live with confidence? But he still insists on living, which means it is still possible. He is the mountain god here, and he can still hear the legends from the altars of various tribes.

I came here to pray and know what is happening within a hundred miles radius. Unfortunately, there are not many methods he can use now. I am also looking forward to it and want to see what he will do?"

Baisha retained the magic circle surrounding Shude Hill, and quietly set up another magic circle, which can monitor the changes of Liqingshui at any time. Today, Liqingshui can still "see" what is happening within a hundred miles, but

It has become difficult for him to communicate with the outside world. Even if he can barely gather his thoughts with the mysterious method of the mountain and communicate with someone from the outside world, Bai Sha will immediately know about it.

And Li Qingshui should also be able to think that Bai Sha will monitor him, so when looking for his successor, he will try his best to avoid Bai Sha's surveillance, or think that he can avoid prying eyes. But no matter what, as long as there is a glimmer of hope of revenge, Li Qingshui will not

He would give up trying, since he no longer cares about taking risks, and Bai Sha was waiting for this opportunity.

There were dozens of Langgan trees in the mountains, and Bai Sha picked all the ripe Langgan fruits. There were hundreds of dragon blood trees here, and he ordered people to wait until noon to collect dragon blood resin using secret methods. But Bai Sha did not

Moving the immature Langgan fruits does not damage the roots of the Langgan tree and the dragon's blood tree, but allows them to continue to grow here and can be harvested regularly.

The dragon's blood treasure tree is already very rare in the wild natural environment, and the cultivation of the Langgan tree is extremely difficult and almost difficult to transplant. Such a Qionglin is simply rare to find in the world. There are also Langgan trees in Baisha's Chiwang Hill, but

There is only one plant, which was successfully cultivated with great difficulty after being nourished by countless secret methods a hundred years ago.

Today's Shudeqiu has not only become a place where clear water is imprisoned, a place where Baisha waits for rabbits, but also a rare medicinal field secretly owned by the Chiwangqiu sect. Ripe Langgan fruits are picked and dragon blood resin is collected.

, Xingyao also ordered people to dig up a batch of Nagarjuna. The resin from the branches of the Dragon's Blood tree will also flow out in a natural state. After condensation and dripping to the ground, it is Nagarjuna. It can not only help

The elixir that is good for spiritual practice also has many uses.

Using a secret method to dissolve Nagarjuna and integrate it into the roots of vegetation is one of the ways to assist in building rare medicinal fields. It can make some rare elixirs grow better and faster. There are hundreds of medicinal plants in this mountain.

A dragon's blood treasure tree has accumulated a lot of dragon's blood in the earth and rocks for many years. The growth of the dragon's blood tree on the peak has a lot to do with it. Xingyao and his people only collected part of the dragon's blood buried in the surface of the earth and rocks.

They still want to keep the medicinal fields here.

Dragon's blood resin and Nagarjuna are the holy medicines for healing. The Chiwangqiu sect has its own secret method of healing wounds, and the injured receive temporary treatment in Shudeqiu.

After all this was done, it was already dusk the next day. Xingyao reported to Bai Sha again: "Sha Lord, the elixir collected in Shudeqiu alone is a significant harvest. But with the power of killing the demon king,

In the name of leading the people out of the mountain, but also giving an order not to tell anyone about what happened here, how should we explain it when we return to Chiwangqiu?"

Bai Sha smiled: "I got so many Langgan fruits today. If I refine them into elixir, I won't be able to become an immortal by taking them, but at least they can help me extend my life for several decades. This harvest alone makes this trip worthwhile! Leave the tree to get

After the hill, we went to kill the rock-scaled beast. I know where it is, and what I said at the beginning was not false... Let's go first. The follow-up matters here will be left to you after we kill the demon king.

manage."

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The walled city was reduced to ruins, and there was silence in the valley surrounded by mountains. The fire lit last night scared away the birds and beasts around it, but the fire had not been completely extinguished, and there were still green smoke rising from the embers of the ruins.

Xingyao left no clues that could lead to Chiwangqiu. Even the weapons that were damaged in the battle were taken away. Not a single body was left in the ruins. The remains of the Qingshui clan and Baisha's fallen men were all

It was reduced to ashes. The flames that destroyed corpses and traces in the end still carried magical power, so they were burned very thoroughly. Only countless gray smoke floated to high places with the rising airflow, and slowly spread over the mountains.

Bai Sha, Xing Yao and others left at dusk the next day, disappearing quietly among the thousands of rocks and ravines in the gradually approaching night. This is also because the skilled people are bold, and no one from the tribes in the wilderness dares to do so.

When driving at night, not to mention the threat of ferocious birds and beasts, you can't see the path clearly at night, and if you are not careful in the steep mountains, you may lose your footing and fall into the abyss.

Another dawn has arrived, and there is still blue smoke floating over the valley, exuding a faint indescribable atmosphere. The chirping of birds finally came from the surrounding mountains and forests, and several brightly colored tree ibises flew by.

But as if he had been frightened by something, he flapped his wings in the air and turned around to avoid the ruins of the city.

When the sun shines over the ridge to the ground, another person comes here. This person actually flew from the sky, wearing a long white skirt, the skirt and cuffs are tinged with a faint golden color, like a white cloud in the sky.

The glow was dyed with golden edges. This person was a woman who looked to be less than twenty years old. She had long hair like black silk satin, a beautiful face, a slim and graceful figure, and fair skin as crystal clear as jade.

Like a fairy descending into the world.

She flew over the ruins and stood in the sky. If an expert sensed it with his spiritual sense, he would notice that there seemed to be a pair of transparent invisible wings spread out behind her. It was a spell formed by condensing wind, cast with the help of magical artifacts.

So that she can fly into the sky. At this moment, there are thin beads of sweat oozing out on the tip of her delicate nose, obviously she came all the way from a very far away place.

The woman looked at the ruined city with a look of shock in her eyes. She obviously noticed something had happened here, but it was already too late when she arrived. The Qingshui clan had disappeared inexplicably, and no one knew about them.

Where did he go, but the woman noticed a terrible smell in the smoke and embers.

The more than 1,600 members of the Qingshui clan have not gone far. They are still here, but they have been reduced to ashes. It is difficult for ordinary people to find traces, but this woman can sense it very clearly. She quickly waved her hand and hit something like white bamboo.

The wand-like utensil spread a coolness all over the sky, as if it was carrying invisible raindrops. The embers of the flames in the ruins were finally completely extinguished, the floating smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the air in the valley became fresh again.

The woman seemed to be using her powerful magical power to sense and search for something in the ruins. Her expression suddenly changed, and she flew down from mid-air to the center of the ruins. The object in her hand pointed forward. The ground was covered with charred ashes, surrounded by burnt ash.

In front of the collapsed building is the altar of the walled city.

Half of the altar built of solid bluestone has been demolished, and the original sacred and solemn appearance cannot be seen at all. This is the battlefield where the Qingshui clan resisted until the end. Although no traces of corpses were left, you can still feel the cruelty.

I saw an invisible force coming out, and pieces of heavy bluestone were swept away. A corner of the remaining altar was demolished, and the ruins of a nearby building were also removed.

Suddenly, invisible mana fluctuations came out from the ground on one side of the altar, and they were immediately dissipated in the spell cast by the woman. It seemed that some magic circle had been destroyed, and a bamboo basket covered with soft grass and animal skins flew out.

Suddenly the cry of a baby was heard.

There is actually a survivor here, a baby boy who is less than one year old. There is a secret room at the bottom of the altar. Except for the successive priests of the Qingshui clan, the rest of the clan does not know about it. Someone hid him here and sealed the secret room.

At the entrance, use the protective circle to hide the breath.

The baby had escaped disaster for the time being. Even a master like Xingyao had not discovered him. But after the Qingshui clan was wiped out, it would be even less likely that anyone would discover this secret room again, and the child would be buried helplessly in the darkness underground.

.Fortunately, he was found by this woman at this moment.

The weak baby had been in the darkness for a day and two nights. When he saw the dazzling sunlight, his cry was still so loud.

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In the distance, on the top of the tree hillock hidden in the world, like a stone statue, Li Qingshui suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the altar where the baby's cry came from the ruins of the city. Li Qingshui could no longer move, even just for a moment.

When I struggled to open my eyes, it was as heavy as lifting two mountain peaks, and it looked like there were cracks in the stone statue.

When he was about to take the last step on the path to heaven, all his previous efforts were wasted, his cultivation was destroyed, and he suffered irreversible physical and spiritual injuries. He struggled to integrate his breath with the tree mound, so that he could survive.

Keep living.

Bai Sha did not kill him, and he also knew Bai Sha's purpose in leaving him alive. Li Qingshui is the mountain god worshiped by various tribes within a radius of 200 miles. He can still know what happened in this area, but

He cannot move or speak, and it is even harder for him to communicate with people as a mountain god like before.

He knew that the woman who flew in could be "seen" in his soul. In fact, in his current situation, ordinary naked eyes could no longer see the scenery outside Shudeqiu, and he could only sense it with the residual thoughts condensed by the mysterious magic of the mountain.

He didn't have to open his eyes. This was just a subconscious action, which showed that his state of mind was greatly touched.

There was actually a baby alive in the ruins. The priest of the Qingshui clan fought to death, but left the child in the secret room, waiting for a seemingly impossible chance of life. If anyone else saw this scene, they might be glad that the Qingshui clan was still alive.

The bloodline orphan survived, but Li Qingshui sighed secretly, because he knew that this baby was not a member of the Qingshui clan.

The baby was delivered two months ago. The visitor handed it over to the priest of the Qingshui clan and entrusted it to be raised and taken care of. The person who originally sent him was the woman today. The baby may have been brought to her when she was passing through the mountains.

I picked it up by chance, rescued him and sent him to the nearest tribe.

Although Li Qingshui is a mountain god and can know what is happening within a radius of two hundred miles, of course he is not paying attention to those almost endless chores all the time. Not long ago, he was reaching a critical juncture in his cultivation and was about to undergo seclusion.

, so I didn’t pay too much attention to the trivial matters in each tribe, I just knew that there was such a thing.

However, the secret room under the altar was not built by successive priests of the Qingshui clan. It was built by Li Qingshui himself, leaving it to the clan members to secretly store the most precious things, including the magical artifacts passed down from generation to generation.

On the night when the tragedy occurred, the priest of the clan heard the warning from the mountain god that there would be a night attack by murderers, and the Qingshui clan was facing annihilation. The priest must have urgently opened the secret room and took out several powerful magic weapons for the clan.
To be continued...