The sky of the demon world never plays by the usual rules - one day the purple moon is high in the sky, and in a moment it is overcast with dark clouds, as if someone had splashed ink on the sky, and even the wind has a pungent smell of nitrate. Beyond the Black stone cliff, the hundred-mile plain was illuminated by torches, and the righteous cultivators stretched out in the clouds as far as the eye could see, with flying swords like a forest and spiritual light like a sea. From a distance, it looked like a Milky Way suspended in the air.
At the end of the Milky Way, a gilded chariot stood proudly. Lei Xiaotian, dressed in a silver-white battle robe, held the chariot shafts with his eyes like lightning, piercing through a hundred miles, straight to Chu Xuan.
"Chu Xuan!" You collude with the magic and disrupt the three realms. If you surrender today, I will keep your body intact!"
The sound was infused with divine power and rolled across the plain, shaking the eardrums of the demon guards. Chu Xuan scratched his ears and turned to ask the red bear beside him, "What did he just say? A whole body? Do I look like someone lacking a coffin?"
Red Bear glared: "What the Lord lacks is a monument, not a coffin! Later we'll set up a large one for you and engrave the four big characters' The Righteous Way Wailing Wall '!
On the other side, Lei Xiaotian's face turned ashen, clearly not expecting the "prisoner" to still dare to tease. He raised his hand, and suddenly a huge mirror appeared in front of the chariot - in the mirror, images of the Qingyun Sect Gate, the mortal world village, and even the Kunlun Secret Realm flashed one after another, and finally froze on a city shrouded in black mist.
"Do you see it? The seal of the Demon realm has loosened, and the evil energy of the Taotie has spread to the mortal world! If we let this son run wild again, the three realms will be doomed!" Lei Xiaotian's voice was resounding like a series of bronze bells hitting the hearts of the people. "I, by order of the Righteous Path Alliance, destroy the demon world and capture Chu Xuan! "Those who obstruct me - kill without mercy!"
"Kill!" The four words fell, and the flying swords in the clouds blared, the sword qi soared into the sky, the killing intent condensed into substance, and the black stones at the border of the demon realm made a "click" sound. Many of the demonic soldiers' faces turned pale and their bones trembled slightly - they were not afraid of death, but of their families, of the "freedom" they had managed to obtain again.
Chu Xuan took in all of this. He took a deep breath and suddenly lifted his foot to the most prominent rock at the edge of the cliff, his white robe fluttering in the wind like a flag that refused to fall. He raised his hand to signal silence behind him, then looked up to the clouds, his voice not high but infused with spiritual energy, clearly reaching everyone's ears:
"Lei Xiaotian, you keep saying 'Three realms', but you don't even understand what exactly is happening in the Three Realms."
He raised his hand, with a touch of his fingertip, the white light of the spirit turned into a mirror, facing Lei Xiaotian's mirror - in the mirror, the mine slave held the Hope Pill in his hand, a long-lost smile on his face; In the forest of the demon Realm, the human-demon patrol team walked side by side; Ancient Ruins, Yaoji repairs the seal with innate spiritual energy, Taotie's evil energy is purified little by little... At the end of the scene, the magic slaves hold up the "Hope Army" flag and shout "freedom" in unison.
"See?" Chu Xuan's voice was calm, but every word was sharp. "Is this called 'nonsense'? No, this is hope. The peace of the three realms you are on the right path, I give it to you; What you don't want - racial discrimination, elixir control, faction massacre, I'll put an end to it!"
He raised his hand, and the four colors of light flashed on his fingertips like four docile cats, or like four crouching tigers: "Today, I, Chu Xuan, stand here, not as a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, nor as a guest of the Demon realm - I, in the name of the commander of the Hope Army, tell you: The crisis of the Demon realm has nothing to do with your right path! If to fight --"
His voice rose abruptly like a thunderclap:
"I'll be there!"
"To the end --!"
Behind them, three thousand demonic soldiers responded in unison, bone rods hitting the ground, iron armor colliding, forming a torrent that soared into the clouds. Su Mei 'er, dressed in purple, walked up to Chu Xuan and stood by his side, her voice charming but with the sharpness of a king:
"Lei Xiaotian, if you want to fight, the three Halls of the Demon Realm will accompany you; "You want Chu Xuan --" she suddenly raised her hand, and the demonic energy turned into a purple butterfly, gently landing on Chu Xuan's shoulder. "Ask this king first if he will answer!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and waved it, and the three battle forces of the Demon Realm burst forth with a thunderous roar
The Alchemy Hall: A hundred magic alchemists lined up, magic fire rose in their palms, medicinal fragrance and murderous intent interwove into a crimson cloud of fire; Military Hall: Five thousand demonic soldiers, their black armor as black as ink, their bones and rods neatly on the ground, their roars shaking the heavens; The Dark Hall: Mo Chen leads a hundred dark guards, their figures blend into the night, and the murderous intent appears and disappears like a poisonous blade hidden in the sleeve.
The most striking feature was the row of magic crystal cannons in front of the formation - black cannon bodies covered with magic patterns, muzzles condensed with dark purple light, like dormant ferocious beasts, ready to roar at any moment. Lei Xiaotian's face changed slightly - he never expected that the demon world would bring out all the "magic crystal heavy cannons" it had kept in its chest.
"Lei Xiaotian." Su Mei 'er raised her hand, her fingertips lightly tapped, and the muzzles of the magic crystal cannons all turned towards the clouds. "This king gives you three breaths, withdraw your troops - otherwise, the demon world won't mind adding another 'righteous blood debt'!"
"Three!"
The muzzle's purple light soared, and the Cloud Flying Sword retreated slightly.
"Two!"
Lei Xiaotian, his face ashen, raised his hand to signal the army to stop.
"One!"
Su Mei 'er's fingertips fell, the muzzle of the gun solidified, and it was about to be fired --
"Wait!" Lei Xiaotian finally spoke, his voice squeezing through his teeth, "Chu Xuan, Su Meier, don't regret it!"
He raised his hand, and suddenly a huge mirror rose behind the chariot - in the mirror, the frontier cities of the mortal world were shrouded in black mist, and the people fled in panic; The gate of the Qingyun Sect, the protective array of the mountain, sparkled, clearly on the highest alert; Even at the entrance of the Kunlun Secret Realm, spatial cracks appeared, and the evil aura of the Taotie was faintly visible.
"Do you see it?" Lei Xiaotian's voice was deep. "The seal of the demon world has loosened, the evil energy has spread, and the 'black disaster' has occurred in the mortal world! Your so-called 'hope' is nothing but pushing the three realms into an abyss from which there is no escape!"
He raised his hand, pointing his flying swords together, and his sword energy soared into the sky: "I ask again - Chu Xuan, will you be acquainted?"
Chu Xuan raised his eyes, looking at the black disaster in the light mirror, looking at the panicked people, looking at the Taotie evil energy that was faintly visible in the cracks. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but it vanished in an instant. He raised his hand to signal silence behind him and then looked at Lei Xiaotian, his voice calm but as hard as iron:
"Hand over? Sure."
He raised his hand, and the four-colored light flashed in his palm in an instant, like four docile cats or four crouching tigers. "But it's not you, Lei Xiaotian, who came to ask for it - it's the common people of the three realms who came to ask in person!"
His voice rose abruptly like a thunderclap:
"Today, I, Chu Xuan, swear - within three months, purify the Taotie and seal the Black calamity! If I fail to do so, I will personally go to the Alliance of the Righteous Path to apologize, and you will deal with it! But if you do it now --"
He raised his hand, and four colors of light shot up into the sky, transforming into a huge lotus of light that illuminated the entire plain:
"A million people of the demon world, three thousand soldiers of the Hope Army, my sister Su, my sister Yaoji, all my comrades-all - will fight with me until the very end!"
"Fight until the last moment --!"
Behind them, three thousand demonic soldiers responded in unison, bone rods hitting the ground, iron armor colliding, forming a torrent that soared into the clouds. Su Mei 'er's purple eyes shone, she raised her hand, and the muzzles of the magic crystal cannons turned to the clouds in unison:
"Lei Xiaotian, do you hear me? This is the answer from the demon realm!"
The righteous army was slightly agitated. Lei Xiaotian's face turned ashen, but he had to raise his hand to signal the army to hold off the attack. He stared fixedly at Chu Xuan, a trace of wariness flashing in his eyes - not wariness of the other's cultivation, but wariness of the figure standing on the edge of the cliff, dressed in blood-stained white robes but with a straight back.
That figure, like a freshly baked sword, was sharp and full of the stubbornness and passion of a young man, and could not be ignored.
"Good, very good." Lei Xiaotian finally spoke, his voice squeezing through his teeth, "March, I remember! Three months later, if you can't --"
He raised his hand, his flying swords pointing in unison, his sword energy soaring to the sky:
"I myself have come to take your head!"
"Always be with me!" Chu Xuan laughed, his white robe fluttering in the wind like a flag that never falls, "but remember - after three months, it may not be anyone's head that comes to take!"
The two eyes met, sparks flew, killing intent condensed into substance, colliding in the void, making a "crackling" sound. In the next moment, Lei Xiaotian turned around, the chariot turned around, and the army of the righteous path receded like a tide, but not far away, but set up camp a hundred miles away, clearly - in the third month, they would keep a close watch on every move of the demon realm.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the purple moon reappeared. Chu Xuan stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the wind, exhaling a long breath as if he had breathed out all his exhaustion and stress. Behind him, Su Meier came up to him and stood by his side, her voice so soft that only he could hear:
"Little monk, are you really confident about the three-month period?" "
Chu Xuan turned his head and grinned at her, revealing two blood-stained tiger teeth: "Your Majesty, when have I ever let you down?"
Su Mei 'er chuckled, her fingertips brushing against his hair that was tamed by the wind: "Then - turn the tables together."
Lei Xiaotian withdrew his troops, but refused to retreat far. He set up camp a hundred miles away, even his tents were so aggressive - rows of silver-white tents facing the border of the demon realm, like a huge shark with its mouth open and teeth exposed. Chu Xuan stood on the Black Stone Cliff watchtower, peering through the "Thousand-mile mirror" made by the Red bear, and saw flying swords in the clouds, fluttering array flags, and occasionally flashes of lightning - clearly setting up a large array of lightning killing.
"TSK, Old Lei has laid out all his assets?" Chu Xuan put down the mirror tube and rubbed his eyes, which were sore from the flashes of lightning. "The Alliance of the Righteous Path is so kind. All seven major sects' flags are here."
Red Bear grinned, one eye shining: "Sir, shall we also set up an array? Take the magic crystal cannon out for a walk, so they don't think we only cook porridge."
"Why walk? I set the March period. It's not right to do it first." Chu Xuan stretched and laughed with sharp teeth, "but not doing it doesn't mean not thinking - come on, go to the granary and get a few dozen jars of night burn, and get some red flame beast meat, and we'll treat each other to a drink."
"Ah?" Red Bear is stunned. "Treat the enemy to a drink? Sir, are you sure it's not poison?"
"Poison! If you want to poison, do it openly." Chu Xuan patted him on the shoulder. "Be polite first, then fight. Be polite enough so that in three months someone will say I don't have martial ethics in the demon world."
...
That evening, wisps of smoke rose from the border of the demon world. Chu Xuan himself set up ten large iron POTS, stewing the crimson flame beast meat until it was tender, the night heat was boiling hot, and the aroma wafted with the wind to the main camp. The fragrance was mixed with the powder of the "hope pill" - relieving fatigue, calming the mind, not detoxifying, dignified.
Sure enough, spies came from the opposite side. Looking from afar, they saw the magic soldiers sitting around the pot, drinking in large bowls and eating in big chunks, laughing loudly, not the slightest tension of war readiness. The spy swallowed hard and rushed back to the camp.
Shortly after, the main gate of the Zhengdao camp opened, and a group of monks came on the clouds. The leader was a young man in a green robe, with a gentle face and a jade plaque that read "Tianyan Sect" hanging at his waist. He bowed to Chu Xuan from a distance and said, "Lin Zhou, the true disciple of Tianyan Sect, has come to the banquet by the order of the Lord of the Thunder Alliance."
Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows - Lin Zhou, the chief true disciple of the Tianyan Sect and the most direct disciple of Lei Xiaotian, actually dared to come to the "enemy banquet"? That's interesting. "Brother Lin is a guest from afar, the meat in the pot is tender, the wine in the jar is hot, please!" he laughed and greeted.
The two sat down across the pot, Chu Xuan scooped up a large spoonful of meat, including the soup and juice, into the jade bowl and pushed it in front of Lin Zhou: "Taste it, the specialty of the demon world, the tendon meat of the red flame beast. If you can't bite it, I'll lose my teeth."
Lin Zhou laughed and took a bite, his eyes shining: "Tender and mushy, spicy and not hot, good wine and good meat!" He raised his cup and motioned to Chu Xuan, "Just for this pot of meat, I have to toast Brother Chu."
The two clinked bowls, and the wine rolled down his throat. The strong heat of the night fire made Lin Zhou cough, but he laughed heartily: "Good wine! Brother Chu, my master always says' wine reveals one's character ', and today I believe - you are a man worth befriending!
Chu Xuan laughed: "Then let's make friends! Three months later, if I lose, you collect my body and remember to pour two more jars of wine; If I win, treat me to the 'Cloud Brew' of the Tianyan Sect, which is said to be soft on the palate and can intoxicate me for three days?"
"Deal!" Lin Zhou raised his cup and downed it in one gulp.
After three rounds of meat, when the wine was half drunk, Lin Zhou suddenly lowered his voice: "Brother Chu, my master has set up the 'Nine Heavens Thunder Array'. If you enter the array in three months, nine thunderbolts will strike your head, and it will be hard to withstand even the transcendent spirit. I'll show you a way out - come with me to return to the Tian Yan Sect now. I'll keep you safe and you'll face the wall for at most ten years."
Chu Xuan raised his eyes and looked towards the camp opposite, where lightning flashed and murderous intent soared into the sky. He chuckled and tapped his wine bowl on the table: "Brother Lin, I appreciate your kindness. But if I go with you now, the slaves in the mining area will continue to drink the bitter porridge, and the black plague in the mortal world will continue to spread - I promised them that within three months I would return them a three realms without evil energy."
He rose, his white robe rustling in the night wind, his voice not high but resounding: "So, the Nine Heavens Thunder Array, I am in a state of meditation! The thunder is about to strike, I catch it; The ground will sink, I'll fill it! Three months later, if I, Chu Xuan, am still alive, Tian Yan Zong Yun Niang - please!"
Lin Zhou was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed and raised his cup: "Well, then Lin will wait until three months later and treat Brother Chu to cloud brew!"
The two of them clinked bowls again, and the wine splashed everywhere, like a silent promise.
...
When the feast was over, the forest boat returned to the camp on the clouds. Chu Xuan stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the wind, and exhaled a long breath of wine. Behind her, Su Meier came, her purple eyes shining in the distant lightning: "How did it go?"
"It's settled." Chu Xuan grinned, revealing two small tiger teeth. "In three months, they'll treat me to a drink and I'll treat me to thunder."
Su Mei 'er chuckled, her fingertips brushing against his hair that was tamed by the wind: "Then - let's catch it together."
She raised her hand, and the muzzles of the magic crystals turned to the clouds in unison, like dormant beasts, quietly waiting for the thunder and blood fire three months later. And Chu Xuan, standing on the edge of the cliff, facing the wind, facing the approaching storm, his back was drawn very long by the moonlight, like a sword just drawn from its scabies, sharp yet with the stubbornness and passion of a young man, making it impossible to ignore.