The long-lost winter snow in the human world seems like a world away.

The warm sun in winter is not as harsh as it used to be. Bailian has now reached the realm of soul enlightenment. Although he is a corpse demon, the winter sun is not as poisonous as it used to be.

Exposure to the sun for a short period of time will not cause skin ulcers.

But when the slight sun fell on my body, I still felt a faint tingling sensation from needles.

Bailian held up his glazed umbrella and left the valley with his sword. Looking around, he saw the Dachuan Mountains, which turned out to be an uninhabited frontier wasteland.

After flying for a while, Balian finally saw a human town.

This is the country of mortals, and Bailian didn't want to cause too much commotion, so he found a hidden mountain forest near the town to land.

After all, Balian has only been awake for more than a year as a corpse demon, and he doesn't know the terrain distribution of the four seas. Although he is in the world now, he doesn't know where he landed.

You have to pretend to be a mortal and go into the city to ask for directions before you know how to get back to Kongcang Mountain.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the Qiushui Sword had not even had time to be sheathed, and the flying disc was still lingering around Bailian...

At this moment, a burst of messy footsteps and fierce shouting suddenly came from not far away.

"Quick, quick, quick! You guys surround me. If the prey you finally found asks you to let it go, I want you to look good!"

At first glance, it sounds like a common winter hunt in the mountains and forests.

The rapid sound of crossbows, the clanging of swords, and the sound of horse hooves crushing the slush from far to near startled a few jackdaws perched in the old trees.

Several gusts of strong wind struck, mixed with the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air, passing diagonally by Baili'an's side.

Immediately afterwards, I heard something suddenly hit by an arrow diagonally above me, and a few bright red and crystal blood beads scattered in strings on the white snow, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Listening to the noise, it seemed that the 'prey' was still alive, but had not hit any vital points, and was struggling desperately in the snow.

Two more arrows shot through the air.

Bailian lowered his eyebrows, and the Qiu Shui Sword fell steadily in his hand. The sword's edge fell, and the speeding arrow was cut off under the Qiu Shui Sword.

Smelling the faint scent of blood in the air.

Obviously, this is not the ordinary rich man in the city hunting wild beasts in the winter.

There was a faint hint of evil in the smell of blood.

Balian's eyes followed the blood trail, and he saw a green-clothed little demon with an arrow in his arm in the red-stained snow and mud.

The little demon was dressed as a young girl, with the childish look on her face not completely faded. She was wearing a small green dress. Although her appearance was delicate and beautiful, there were faint blue demon lines on her cheeks. At a glance, she could tell that she was a grass and tree demon who had just become a spirit.

spirit.

"Who?! How dare you ruin my good deeds!"

Several young men holding powerful bows, carrying quivers on their backs, and carrying hunting knives at their waists quickly gathered around on horseback.

The leader was a young man in brocade clothes dressed as a young man. He wore a sky-blue exquisite robe with simple family crest patterns embroidered with silver thread. The whole person exuded a majestic spirit.

The robe has hand guards on the legs, a silver armor belt, and a soft sword with a golden snake head around the waist. The sapphires between the wrist guards sparkle, and it looks very noble.

Although Bailian didn't know which force the family crest on his body came from, looking at the style of this young man, from beginning to end, he was probably not worth the price of a high-grade spiritual stone in Baili'an's jade.

He should be a cultivation disciple from a second-rate sect in the capital of the world.

On the contrary, if we look at the direct disciples of the Tianxi Sword Sect or Taixuan Sect's Cangwu Palace, although they all have noble status and extraordinary cultivation, they are also quite simple in their behavior and dress.

How come it is these unfashionable forces who wish they could wear several outfits on one body?

The blue-robed young man rode a tall horse and came to Balian with a whip in hand. He glanced at the Qiushui Sword in Bailian's hand.

Seeing that it was just a treasure that wasn't even a magic weapon, he looked arrogant and contemptuous.

He pulled the reins hard, and the powerful horse neighed and raised its majestic front hooves, almost crushing Bailian's head.

In the fierce wind, Balian's broken hair danced lightly on his forehead. He slowly raised his eyebrows. Under the warm sunshine, his eyes were clear and black, as clean and thorough as a clear stream.

He didn't retreat or dodge, and didn't even have the intention to draw his sword. He just looked at the horse indifferently.

"Xilulu!!!!" The majestic horse's front hooves curved sharply, and its hind hooves also retreated continuously. It was throbbing, as if it was intimidated by something, and it knelt down heavily, not daring to get up.

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The young master on the horse did not expect that this would happen. He had been riding this horse since he was a child. He had a violent personality and only obeyed him.

Who could have imagined that after such an incident, the young master who had no ability to react was thrown out and fell to the snow like a rolling ball. He was dizzy and suffered a heavy fall.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

When several followers saw this, they quickly got off their horses and went to help him.

"Get out of here! Get away from me!" The disgraced young man covered his red forehead and angrily pushed away the entourage who came to help him.

He looked at Bai Lian with sinister eyes and said arrogantly: "I am Pei Yunzhao, the capital of the Taisui Academy of Zeguo. I have been ordered by the dean to collect demons again. Who are you?! How dare you obstruct the actions of our Taisui Academy?"

Bailian has read the records of the Secretariat of the State of Tianxia and has some understanding of the affairs of Zeguo.

There are thirty-six counties in Zeguo, and each county has a monastery, which is responsible for recruiting talented monks from all over the world.

Taisui Courtyard is one of these thirty-six courtyards.

This Pei Yunzhao spoke righteously and came to subdue the demon, but Bailian interfered, so he was guilty first.

But no matter what, even if he has a good reputation as a teacher, he will be cruel and use his power to suppress others if he disagrees with him.

If the person standing there just now was not Balian but an ordinary monk, he would have been trampled to death by the hoofs of his specially tamed horses.

It can be seen from this that this person is not a good person.

Looking back at the demon he said should be surrendered, the demon marks on the body have not yet had time to transform. Although the demonic aura is difficult to conceal, the scent of vegetation on the body is clear, and there is no hint of killing intent, so it is not harmful.

Demon.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I think it is just a demon that has just grown its aura and is worthy of its transformation.

Bailian said: "The master of Kongcang Mountain, Si Chen."

"Kongcang Mountain?" Pei Yunzhao sneered and said, "Kongcang Mountain is close to the endless sea. It is a mountain without an owner. When did a mountain owner like you come to us?"

If you can't tell the origin, then it can only be a casual cultivator.

Most of the loose cultivators in the world love to repay themselves for being part of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance.

If they were really casual cultivators from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, Pei Yunzhao would still have to weigh things up a bit. Who knows what kind of mountain these small fish and shrimp cultivators are leaning against.

But the person in front of him didn't say that he was from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, so it seemed like he was just a kid with no background.

When Bailian heard him announce his home address, he guessed that he must have landed in the territory of Zeguo.

Zeguo is located in the southern continent of Tianyao. It is very far away from Tianxi Sword Sect and Kongcang Mountain. Even if you fly with a sword, it will take more than half a month to go back.

After several battles in the demon world, Balian was extremely exhausted at this moment.

Once I heard that I was in the Southern Continent at the moment, I was not in a hurry to hit the road. After settling this small matter at the moment, it would be good to go to the city to rest for a day.

Seeing that the capital man who was born in Tai Suiyuan did not seem to be a reasonable person, Bai Lian did not waste any time trying to reason with him.

The glazed umbrella unfolds lightly, and as the umbrella surface slides, the white tiger pattern traces out wisps of gold.

With a long roar, the cold and white silver snow on the ground began to burn.

The green flames had no temperature at all, and were even colder than the wind and snow. Pei Yunzhao and several followers around him were immediately horrified and felt a bone-piercing chill. However, watching the green flames burn, they felt a sense of warmth.

The terrible delusion of a withered soul.

Pei Yunzhao's face changed in shock, his lips turned pale instantly, and he trembled and said: "Yin... Yin fire? This is... this is the Yin spirit ghost tiger in Zhongyou!"

As soon as the Yin Spirit Ghost Tiger appeared, the group of people backed away ten feet away like snakes and scorpions, looking at Bailian with extremely ugly expressions.

The frightened and fearful eyes also contained a deep unkindness.

Seeing this, Bailian thought to himself that although the people of the Zhongyou Dynasty did not belong to the demonic path, they still seemed to be disliked by others in this human continent.

The girl rescued by Balian was a little bamboo demon.

This little bamboo demon lived for three hundred years before going through many calamities and becoming the first demon. It escaped the bites of the Yiyi beasts and withstood the devouring termites, and has practiced diligently to this day.

She relied on absorbing the wind spirits of heaven and earth and rootless dew to feed herself, and finally achieved some success, but she almost died in the hands of these humans.

By the Shishi River, Bailian pulled out the arrow from the little demon's arm and simply treated the injury.

There were not many wounds on her body, just an arrow wound, but it was very deep and damaged the bones.

Bailian is not a doctor, and he has squandered the healing elixir collected from Ning Feiyan's Chaomu Palace. If he wants to heal her, she still has to find a real doctor to take a look at her.

"Brother, you are not a human being, are you?" The little bamboo demon covered her injured arm. There was no joy of rebirth on her face, only sadness and emptiness that were extremely inconsistent with her young age.

Balian was no stranger to such looks. He threw down the blood-stained arrow cluster in his hand: "How can you tell that I'm not a human being?"

Even the immortal who has overcome the tribulation may not be able to see the true form of Balian's corpse demon. He doesn't think that a little demon who has just transformed can see anything.

really.

The little bamboo demon said this: "Because no human being is willing to help save the demons. For human monks, demons like us are just grindstones on the road of cultivation, accumulating 'merits' and 'results' for fame."
To be continued...