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CHAPTER VIII RIVER FRACTURE

In a dark and secluded room, a white-haired old man was resting with his eyes closed. The passing of time had etched his face with the lines of vicissitudes. His hair was a mess, and only his eyes were as sharp as ever. It had only been one year since he had died, and the sixth generation Elder, Fang Bosheng, had already become so old.

This year, Uncle Fang realized the fragility of life, the cruelty of the curse destroying human nature. He put down all hatred and massacred, wholeheartedly comprehending the "Path of the Demon Heart".

At the peak of Dragon Brow Mountain, two people stood there facing the wind.

"Senior Brother, you've finally made your decision."

Uncle Fang smiled, "That's right. I've decided to leave and perceive the Dao of the Demon Heart. There are some things that I have to do after all."

Yin Mo Chen's eyes were filled with grief as he said in a high-pitched voice, "Both you and I know that the Devil Realm's incantation was secretly cast by the heart, causing the Jade Wall City to be exterminated and the city to wither for eternity. Why don't we interrogate them? How powerful are our Supreme Mystery? Could it be that we will be secretly suppressed by all walks of life just like that? "

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The situation in the Six Realms is very complicated and dangerous, and the human world is also in great danger. If we go to the demon realm now to inquire, if we do not have sufficient credentials, we will become more isolated and helpless." He seemed to have realized something, and continued: "So I am going to go comprehend the path of demon hearts, change the heart of demons in the Six Realms, and lead all demons in the path of good.

After a long while, Uncle Fang stared deeply at Yin Bao Yun, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother, from now on, I will pass on my position as the Supreme Profound Elder to you. From now on, your burden will be even heavier, and the other five realms will covet my Supreme Profound.

The hot and heavy summer wind was gently stroking their robes as the scorching sun finally set into the distant horizon. Lin Tao's figure was scattered in a mess, creating an inexplicably sad and compassionate atmosphere.

From then on, Uncle Fang had become invisible in the Mountains and Seas, and was never heard from again.

Taixuan had welcomed the seventh generation elder, Yin Bao Scroll. Even though Zhao Yuyi, Yu Duanyue, and Lang Gongyuan had already reached the Genuine Force, they did not have the qualifications to be in the Genuine Force. The fifth hidden spirit was the most disappointing. Although he took the Origin Swallowing Pill every month, the cold qi in his body was still able to delay him. He was still stuck at the lowest level of Sword Controlling Realm.

One day, the fifth recluse was practicing "Sword in hand, Water Break" alone in the Heart Washing Stream. This move, Zhao Yu and the others, were already proficient in it, but their own moves were still clumsy. As long as he diligently practiced, there would always be a time when his sword technique would be opened. The fifth hidden spirit secretly encouraged himself.

"Young man, you have such a clumsy sword technique. It seems like the disciples of Taixuan are only mediocre." He didn't know when, but a tall, skinny, and arrogant man in blue was standing a few feet away.

The fifth hidden spirit put away his sword blade and said with a bow, "This junior's swordsmanship is too poor, I've let you down."

The azure-dressed man laughed, "Although your talent is lacking, you are still considered gentle and humble. "When they see outsiders, they did not act like the other disciples and did not interrogate them. Instead, they treated them courteously. Old Daoist Yan is indeed a very talented person."

The fifth concealed spirit said, "Senior's skill is profound, it would be extremely easy to harm junior. There is no need to speak so much with junior." Whatever the man's background, he thought, it was unlikely that a demon would want to talk to a child.

He took out a large, dark red bead from his bosom and said, "This is the Blood Light Pearl. It gathers the divine power of the divine realm and with it by your side, you will be able to reconcile the blood and energy in your body and increase your strength."

The Blood Light Pearl shone with a mysterious and alluring red light as it caught everyone's attention under the illumination of the sunlight.

Unexpectedly, the fifth hidden spirit didn't even look at the Blood Bead and immediately refused, "Senior, you might not know this, but I've already taken the Origin Swallowing Pill that Master refined every month. I'm sorry that I can't accept such a precious treasure."

The man in green was shocked, his face changed as he said, "The Origin Swallowing Pill is only an ordinary pill, how can it be compared to the Pearl of Blood? "You stubborn child, I helped you increase your cultivation out of good intentions, but you refused to appreciate my kindness."

He laughed heartily and said, "All cultivators that come to the Supreme Mystery must have some accomplishments. Because the Qi and blood in your body are delaying your cultivation progress, I'm afraid you've already fallen far behind, so the Blood Light Pearl will help you to reconcile your Qi and blood. Moreover, it's not an evil and fierce thing."

The fifth Hidden Spirit seemed to be moved as it lowered its head and said, "Thank you, Senior. May I ask for your name?"

The man in blue smiled happily and said, "You and I have only met by chance, why should we know each other's names? If you are able to go to the peak of the mountain in the future, I will show up."

The fifth Hidden Spirit raised its head, but there was no trace of that person. Only the lingering sound of that person's voice could be heard.

Mountain Langfeng, what a strange name. It must be very far from here, the fifth hidden spirit thought blankly.

That peak over there was the capital of the God Realm. It was the place where the gods resided, and it was equally famous as the human realm's primal chaos city, the Immortal realm's capital Kunlun Ruins, the spiritual world's capital Ling Chuan, the Devil Realm's capital Tianmu wilderness, and the Demon Realm's capital Li Su.

However, at this moment, the wind and the rain were already shaking, the undercurrents surging.

After the master of the God Realm, White Emperor, Young Master Hao, had passed away young, the God Realm had produced two great sects because of their different concepts of cultivation — — the Pure Heart Sect and Heartless Sect. The Pure Heart Sect, with Fen Rudan as its sect head, advocated the cultivation of the spirit through pure heart and few desires, the pursuit of want and no desire, and the gods were equal. The Heartless Sect, with Servant Qi as its sect head, advocated the pursuit of extreme power, full of the desire to conquer.

He was the son of the highly respected medical god, Qimu Bo. He did not inherit Qi Bo's exquisite medical skills, but his cultivation in terms of divine power was rather deep, and he was the only Martial God in the God Realm who was on par with Fen Rudan. Although the two of them had completely different ideas about spiritual cultivation, they were able to unite based on fashion. With the appearance of Feng Chusheng, the weak divine realm in the Six Realms quickly declined and disintegrated.

The Nine Heavens Goddess, Feng Chusheng, looked back with a charming smile.

Her clothes fluttered like the wind; her clothes were snow-white; her long hair was like the clouds; she was graceful, like a peach. There was always a faint blush on her beautiful cheeks. Although the first rays of morning glow had appeared on the banks of the sky, they had also lost their color. She was a distant descendant of Nuwa, which made her seem even more noble and cold.

Feng Chusheng was the most outstanding immortal in the Immortal World. He originally lived on Phoenix Lilin Continent, but he could not resist the boredom and loneliness of cultivation. On a day trip to the God Realm, he met Fen Rudan and Qi Nu. At that time, they were still friends that could talk about anything.

No one knew when the three had first met. That must have been extremely interesting, but it was also lamentable, lamentable, and extremely shocking. This was because both Fen Rudan and Qi Nu had fallen in love with the beautiful Feng Chusheng at the same time.

Women want sweet and happy love, and find the other half, but when two men of great talent fall in love with one woman at the same time, tragedy comes about.

Although Feng Chusheng was unrivalled, his heart was empty and lonely. When Fen Rudan and Qi Nu fought each other to show their love and admiration, she hesitated, while Gu Panpan hesitated. Perhaps, this was her first time experiencing someone's love and admiration, and she didn't want to let this feeling of vanity and excitement fade away too quickly. Perhaps, she was infatuated with the men of this world prostrating themselves beneath her flowery dress, infatuated with the men fighting bravely and fiercely for the beautiful woman.

If a woman in the emotional resistance, long sleeve dance, can't use love, then the man who adored her will go crazy, crazy. At the peak of the mountain, Fen Rudan and Qi Nu had always secretly formed a gap due to the difference in the concept of soul cultivation. Now, with the appearance of Feng Chujian, they began to hate each other and hate each other.

So it turned out that the deities were also unable to surpass the love and hatred of the human world. Actually, love itself was not wrong. Perhaps it was precisely because the world interweaved with emotions that the universe became so gorgeous.

His love for Feng Chusheng had completely confused Fen Rudan and Qi Nu. Perhaps they needed to end this painful emotional torment through the most primitive and barbaric way.

It was also a duel between the God Realm's Pure Heart Sect and Heartless Sect. It was a pity that no matter what the result of this duel was, and no matter if it was won or not, all the participants, without exception, lost miserably.

This duel lasted three days and three nights on the summit of the Langfeng. Qi Nu wielded the Dragon Sparrow Divine Weapon in his hand, thrusting it forward with a gust of wind. Fen Rudan attacked from behind with both of his palms, both of them possessing extraordinary strength. Qi Nu's Dragon Bird Divine Weapon moves were fierce and ruthless. He had never lost in his previous fight with the gods, he had won with everything he had.

The two of them had been dueling for a few days without a clear victor, and most of the other gods in the Pure Heart Sect and Absolute Heart Sect had perished, their corpses littered the ground.

This duel in the God Realm was both sad and beautiful. It was a duel between emotions and the concept of cultivation. Now that no one could describe the circumstances of the duel, the entire Six Realms were shocked by its brutality.

Three days later, Fen Rudan and Qi Nu finally stopped, as if they had suddenly come to a realization. However, the summit of the Langfeng had been destroyed, and rubble and corpses littered everywhere. Like a child that had committed a mistake, Feng Chuesheng was filled with fear. She never expected a man to erupt in such a decisive battle for the sake of their feelings.

The news has also shaken the leaders of the five realms. Thus, the leader of the Immortal Realm, Li Jiuhuan, the Elder of the Mortal Realm Taixuan, Yin Bao Scroll, the leader of the Spirit Realm, Mu Sangqing, the leader of the Demon Realm, sword ruler shaped eyebrows, and the leader of the Demon Realm, Li Fengshuang, has rushed to the summit of Fangfeng to gather for a discussion.

Faced with the destruction of the city, the leaders of the Realm sighed. Since the saints were dead, how could they bear to punish the survivors? However, Feng Chusheng was not spared. Ever since ancient times, before she had the chance to catch a glimpse of Fen Rudan and Qi Nu, she had been imprisoned in the Immortal World for an eternity in the name of "disaster" — Huo Shan, the quiet place of the Phoenix Unicorn Continent.

At this moment, Fen Rudan and Qi Nu finally realized that this battle, which originated from the pursuit of beauties and was mixed with the concept of cultivation, had brought the God Realm into an irrecoverable situation.

The wind had shattered, the God Realm had turned into a barren wasteland, and was no longer bustling with life. Since then, Fen Rudan lived in seclusion on the peak of the broken mountain, feeling regretful for the rest of his life. However, Qi Nu was no longer able to face everything in the God Realm and had brought the remnants of Heartless Sect to flee into the weak devil realm, unswervingly pursuing the ultimate strength.

The God Realm had fallen and perished just like this.

Demonic City's Heavenly Mu Ye, the Divine Cultivation Method that Servant Qi had brought with him had perfectly matched the path of cultivation in the Demonic World, making the level of cultivation even clearer and the realm much deeper. Adding to that, Qi Nu had the Divine Arts — — ninth level Mysterious God Palm, this made Jian Bian, the leader of the Demonic World, extremely impressed.

In order to strengthen the demon realm more and more, the sword ruler shaped eyebrows willingly stayed under the person, ignoring all the persuasions, he did his best to give way to Qi Nu and let Qi Nu be the head of the demon realm.

Since his return from the peak of the wind, Yin Bao's heart had not been at peace for a long time, and the tragic state of the God Realm was still vivid in his mind. He warned the other Successor Disciples, "All cultivators must wholeheartedly focus on cultivation and must not be distracted. Since ancient times, they have indulged in the love of their children and must not achieve great accomplishments. "You may be young, but you must always bear this truth in mind. People like Fen Rudan, Qi Nu, and Feng Chusheng must never appear!"

Yin Bao Scroll's Dunton teachings were harsh, so Ning Anzhen and the rest nodded, seeming to understand something or the other.

The fifth hidden spirit's eyes flashed with innocence, and asked in puzzlement: "Master, then will the God's Capital really be desolate and ruined in the future?"

Yin Baoyun's expression was bleak as he softly sighed, "The former prosperous God Realm just declined in this way. It's a pity that Shao Hao has to put in a lot of effort in his life."

As he said that, they heard a clamor outside the courtyard and were discharged from the hospital. He saw a twelve to thirteen year old young man standing beside a few outer court disciples. The youngster's skin was dark, his clothes were tattered, and his face was covered in bloodstains. Upon closer inspection, he could be considered quite handsome.

An outer sect disciple said with his head bowed, "Master, when we were on our way back from the mountains, we saw that this child had been wounded and lost consciousness by a few bearded beavers, so we brought him back for treatment …"

The young man interrupted him with a laugh, "Actually, I'm fine. It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious."

Yin Bao Yun looked at the youth and saw that he was fine. He softly said, "What's your name? This beast is very ferocious. It's very dangerous for you alone."

The teenager said, "My name is Shen Jingyang. This beast isn't that scary. I even killed one the day before yesterday."

Ning Anshi said, "Your home is in a nearby village. What are your parents' names? We'll send you home later."

The moment the words left his mouth, Shen Yushi's expression became depressed. His eyes were already filled with tears, and he couldn't help but begin to cry softly.

Everyone was stunned. The fifth shadow quickly went forward, handed over a handkerchief, and consoled: "Don't cry anymore. If you have any grievances or misfortune say it out loud. Our Master will definitely help you."

Shen Jingyang wiped away his tears and was silent for a long time before saying sorrowfully, "My parents died when I was very young. I can only wander around and live in the four seas."

When everyone heard this, they felt pity for him. Although he was still young, he was still able to catch and kill the bearded fox, Sly, with his bare hands, even more valiant than when he was an adult. After so many years of wandering and suffering, his body was bound to be strong, and his will was bound to be strong.

Yin Baoyun's gaze turned to the outer sect disciples and he asked, "Where did you meet Shooting Sun?"

One of the disciples said, "Master, he was in the Sangyu Forest, not far from the capital. At that time, disciple personally saw him fight with several bearded man and kill one of them."

In fact, Yin Mo Chen was still suspecting the truth a moment ago. With this gentle question, the disciple in question was able to tell what had happened. Only then did he believe it.

Shen Jingyang laughed out loud, "You old man, you're really interesting, don't tell me you still don't believe that I can kill a bearded fox? You're underestimating me, Shen Jingyang. " This child is truly extremely smart. He already clearly understood the intention of Yin Bao Scroll's question.

"How dare you, young man! You're so rude! You don't know how to respect your elders! Be careful that I don't smash your mouth!" A disciple scolded.

Yin Bao Yun smiled slowly and said, "It's fine, he's not a disciple of Taixuan; you can't blame him." At this moment, he thought, this youth was witty, brave, fearless, and possessed decent talent. However, his temperament was still naughty, and he would definitely become talented if he was taught more. However, he wasn't good at teaching such disciples. It just so happened that there was a shortage of talented disciples like Jade Cauldron Pavilion Master. It would be great if he could join Taihua Altar.

Yin Bao Yun said, "Yang, since you are homeless, I have a good place to go to. I don't know if you are willing to go."

Shen Jingyang didn't hold back and simply replied, "As long as I don't starve or freeze for the time being, I'm willing to do it."

Well then, there's a cultivation altar about a hundred kilometers away from here — Taihua Altar. The Altar Master is a kind-hearted and benevolent person. He has a good relationship with many famous disciples and I can recommend you to join him.

When they heard that he would be allowed to enter the Tai Hua Altar, all the outer sect disciples revealed envious expressions.

Shen Jingyang shook his head and muttered, "So far, how many days will it take to get there?"

Yin Bao Scroll laughed, "You stay here to recuperate for a few days first. At that time, there will be someone to help you enter the altar."

With that said, he immediately wrote a letter to the Emperor of Ottawa.