Bo Fu directly crashed into the peninsula by the sea with powerful kinetic energy - this is a place called Xin'an County, with many barren mountains near the sea, and most of the counties are fishermen. Bo Fu crashed into a small hill on the peninsula, knocking down countless sand and gravels, and one-third of the hill collapsed. However, after a yellow light flashed, the dilapidated hill was shrouded in yellow. However, after a few breaths, the sand and gravel on the ground flowed backwards and solidified again. The collapsed trees were also supported by invisible forces, and then the hill returned to its original state - perhaps a little different.
The hill was split out of a dish-shaped valley, high inside and low outside. There was a huge eagle-billed cliff on the top of the valley, covering half of the valley far away. Due to the effect of the valley airflow, even if it rained heavily outside, the valley would not be wet. The rainwater outside would form waterfalls along the valley walls, and finally gathered into the streams in the valley to flow out from the entrance of the valley. The grass and trees in the valley were flourishing, and the dragon vein in the Lingnan was also stormed by a small tributary through this mountain and this valley, making the spiritual energy here overflow.
Bo Fu took a little action to fix it. Now he showed the original shape of a ferocious bird, four feet tall and more than ten feet long. He stepped on a high platform in the valley, condensed the platform into a colorful warm jade, and then lay on it and fell asleep like a bird.
As Bo Fu's breathing, a faint demonic energy filled the entire valley. The demonic energy gathered and clumped, generating waves of clouds and mist covering the entire valley............
This was the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty, with internal and external troubles and chaos in the world.
On this day, an old beggar came to Xin'an County. The beggar looked dirty and messy, but if someone with wisdom looked at it carefully, the beggar was extremely clean and had a rich vitality.
The old beggar was sitting under a sunny eaves holding a stick. He seemed to close his eyes and rest, but in fact, his eyes were like lightning, looking at the continuous hills in the distance.
"A few months ago, the dragon vein in Lingnan changed, and for some reason it bent out and poured into this place. The old beggar pinched his fingers but had nothing to gain. He didn't know if there was a source of blessing here and I had to do with me..." The old beggar thought to himself, and his other empty hand was still pinching himself.
But after a moment, a blue light flashed in the sky, "Huh? Why is this short guy coming? No! This short guy has always been greedy, and I'm afraid it will ruin my good deeds. I'd better follow this short guy." After seeing the blue light, the old beggar could see an old short guy vaguely. He immediately beat his chest and quickly turned around and fled.
But after a moment, the green light pressed down and fell more than a hundred steps outside the entrance of the valley covered by clouds. After the green light was closed, a dwarf appeared. The dwarf was not young, with a beard and thin lips. He looked at the clouds in front of him and pondered for a long time. But after a moment, the dwarf spoke: "Fellow Daoist Ling has arrived too. The spiritual energy in the valley ahead must be the genus of the treasure spirit grass. You and I are both people in the righteous way. These treasures are naturally destined to be with us. Can Fellow Daoist Ling enter the valley with me?"
A breeze suddenly rolled up on the ground, and an old beggar appeared and said, "When did you become so happy, you short? It's rare. Okay, let's go in together and see what treasures are there."
After saying that, the old beggar waved his hand, and the clouds and mists around him suddenly dissipated, but the swelling fog inside surprised the two righteous people, "When did there be demonic energy here? Could it be that the dragon vein deflected and the creatures here became demons?"
These two old guys are both cunning and cunning people. Although they are both righteous people, no one will rush for each other. After all, they have been together for a long time, and they know what kind of person the other person is...
However, the temptation of the spiritual herbs in the valley and the demonic inner alchemy that could be confirmed was really great. The two old guys made up their minds after taking a look. The short man let out a light sound, and a green light in his hand turned into a sword, piercing straight into the demonic energy. The old beggar on one side also spread his hands and a yellow light also slashed into the demonic energy.
After the sword yellow light entered the demonic energy, the dwarf had no reaction...... The short man repeatedly urged his sword skills with his hands, and his face became increasingly ugly. The old beggar also tried hard to inspire the yellow light to penetrate the demonic energy, but everything was like a mud bull entering the sea without reaction...
In the valley, a sword shot in, it quickly turned into broken copper and iron, but the divine mind attached to the dwarf was still there, so it could still maintain the appearance of the sword. However, the originally agile flight trajectory became crooked and finally pierced on the ground. The yellow light was even more miserable. The yellow light was originally a ray of light as big as a bowl. After entering the demonic energy, it became the thickness of chopsticks. After entering the two feet, it disappeared. No matter how the old guy outside kept urging his skills to penetrate the yellow light, no one could pass through two feet.
The demonic energy was chaotic and the two old guys outside could not see the scene three feet away with their eyes.
"No! My spiritual consciousness is broken!" The dwarf screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his expression was extremely annoyed, and he also showed a very heartbroken expression. The old beggar was not much good, and his face turned pale. He shot out seventy-two yellow lights in just one stick of incense, which was really exhausted. However, when he saw the dwarf's face, he immediately calmed down... "Look at this dwarf's defeat... I can't finally get nothing..."
The dwarf took a breath and gritted his teeth, but he didn't want to invest magic weapons and magic power again to open the valley - this dwarf is really a stingy poor man... No need to mention the old beggar, he is even more a poor man. He is definitely unwilling to throw away the good magic weapon to get rid of the demonic energy - looking at the majestic and sharpness of this demonic energy, who knows whether the magic weapon can open the passage and whether it will be damaged, let alone what the monster that emits such demonic energy will be. None of the two old guys want to try it.
The dwarf cursed in a low voice, and filthy words emerged one after another. Today, the stingy dwarf lost a sword and made him angry, but the valley was silent. Then again, if there was really any abnormal movement, the dwarf might run away immediately...
The old beggar also advised a few words: "I'm afraid the time has not arrived. When we go back and calculate carefully, we will be able to calculate a time to get it. Look at this, there must be a strange treasure inside." The so-called strange treasure is really the old beggar's remark that comforted himself and the short ones - we can't say that they both lost some capital when they went for nothing...
The two guys turned into light and left, and the clouds slowly closed again, and snoring sounds came from inside...
Time passed like water. As the King of Chuang entered Beijing, Emperor Chongzhen died. The Manchu Tartars outside the pass also entered the pass, and after the Battle of One Stone, they seized the north......... The people in the world were killed and injured, but no "righteous person" came out to protect him.
After entering the pass, the Tartars killed extremely terrible. There were many cities in the south road, and they even issued a "head shaving order" to kill people - there was still no "righteous person"...
Jiading, Jiangyin, Yangzhou and even Guangzhou in the future... No one with magic power has ever appeared. Instead, the people who are unable to resist.........
Soon, it was already the Shunzhi period of the Tartars, and the city of Guangzhou was killed and the Pearl River became a bloody river.
Shunzhi did not rule for a long time, and soon the little Tartar emperor succeeded to the throne and named the Kangxi. In the sixth year of Kangxi, the demonic energy began to disturb the valleys in Xin'an County.........
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