"Fang Yuan, hand over the Spring and Autumn Cicada obediently, and I will give you a quick death!"
"Old Demon Fang, don't try to resist. Today, all the righteous sects have united to destroy your devil's lair. We have already laid a net here, and this time you will be beheaded!"
"Fang Yuan, you damned devil, you killed tens of millions of people just to master the Spring and Autumn Cicada. You have committed a heinous crime that is unforgivable and too numerous to list!"
"Devil, three hundred years ago you insulted me, took away my innocence, killed my entire family, and exterminated my entire clan. From that moment on, I wished I could eat your flesh and drink your blood! Today, I will make you live a life worse than death!!"
...
Fang Yuan was wearing a tattered green robe, with disheveled hair and blood all over his body, and he looked around.
The mountain wind made the blood-stained robe flutter, rustling like a battle flag.
Bright red blood flowed out from the hundreds of wounds on his body. After just standing there for a while, a large pool of blood had accumulated under Fang Yuan's feet.
Surrounded by enemies, there is no way to survive.
The situation is set, and he will definitely die today.
Fang Yuan understood the situation clearly, but even when death was approaching, he remained calm and composed.
His eyes were deep and mysterious, like the depth of an ancient well, as bottomless as ever.
The righteous heroes who besieged him were either the elders of a dignified sect or the young heroes who were famous all over the world. At this time, they tightly surrounded Fang Yuan, some were roaring, some were sneering, some had their eyes narrowed and flashed with vigilance, and some covered their wounds and looked at him in fear.
They did not take action, as they were all afraid of Fang Yuan's counterattack before his death.
The tense confrontation lasted for three hours. As the sun set, its afterglow ignited the sunset glow on the mountainside, making it as brilliant as fire.
Fang Yuan, who had been as still as a sculpture, slowly turned around.
The heroes suddenly became agitated and took a big step back.
At this moment, the gray-white rock under Fang Yuan's feet had already been dyed dark red by blood. His face, which had turned pale due to excessive blood loss, was illuminated by the sunset, and suddenly gained a bright glow.
Looking at the setting sun over the green hills, Fang Yuan smiled softly: "The setting sun over the green hills, the autumn moon and the spring breeze. It is true that the hair is as black as black in the morning and as white as white in the evening. Success or failure is nothing in the end."
As he said this, all sorts of things that happened on Earth in his previous life suddenly appeared before his eyes.
He was originally a Chinese student on Earth, and traveled to this world by chance. He traveled for three hundred years, and traveled through the world for more than two hundred years. More than five hundred years passed slowly, but it passed in the blink of an eye.
Many memories buried deep in my heart come alive at this moment and reappear vividly before my eyes.
"I failed after all." Fang Yuan sighed in his heart, feeling a little emotional, but not regretful.
He had foreseen this outcome and was mentally prepared when he made the choice.
The so-called devil's way is to not cultivate good deeds, but to kill and burn people. The world will not tolerate it, and the whole world will be the enemy, but you still want to do whatever you want.
"If the Spring and Autumn Cicada I just refined is effective, I will still be a demon in my next life!" Thinking of this, Fang Yuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Old demon, what are you laughing at?"
"Everyone be careful, the devil is about to strike back!"
"Hand over the Spring and Autumn Cicada quickly!!"
The heroes pressed forward, and at this moment, with a loud bang, Fang Yuan blew himself up.
...
The spring rain continues, silently nourishing Qingmao Mountain.
It was late at night, and a cool breeze was blowing through the drizzle.
Qingmao Mountain is not dark. From the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, there are many sparkling lights, as if it is covered with a brilliant band of light.
These lights come from stilted buildings. Although they cannot be said to be as bright as thousands of houses, they are still on the scale of thousands.
It is the Guyue Village located in Qingmao Mountain that adds a strong human atmosphere to the vast and quiet mountains.
In the center of Guyue Village was a magnificent pavilion. A sacrificial ceremony was being held, so the lights were bright and the scene was brilliant.
"May our ancestors bless us. I hope that more talented young men will emerge in this awakening ceremony to add new blood and hope to the family!" The Gu Yue clan leader is middle-aged, with slightly gray hair on his temples. He is dressed in a solemn white sacrificial outfit. He kneels on the brown-yellow floor with his upper body straight, his hands clasped together, his eyes closed, and he prays sincerely.
He was facing a high black lacquer table with three levels on which were placed tablets of ancestors. On both sides of the tablets were copper incense burners with smoke curling up.
Behind him, there were also more than ten people kneeling. They were wearing loose white sacrificial garments and were all the elders and decision-makers in the family, holding various powers.
After praying for a while, the leader of the Guyue clan took the lead in bending down, spreading his hands flat, pressing his palms tightly against the floor, and kowtowed. His forehead touched the brown floor, making a soft thumping sound.
The elders behind him all had solemn expressions and followed suit silently.
For a moment, the clan ancestral hall was filled with the sound of foreheads hitting the floor.
After the ceremony, everyone slowly stood up from the floor and quietly walked out of the solemn ancestral hall.
In the corridor, all the elders breathed a sigh of relief silently, and the atmosphere became relaxed.
The discussion gradually arose.
"Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed."
"The last enlightenment ceremony is still fresh in my memory, as if it happened yesterday."
"Tomorrow is the annual awakening ceremony. I wonder what kind of new blood will emerge in the family this year?"
"Ah, I hope a young man with Grade A qualifications will appear. Our Gu Yue clan hasn't seen such a genius for three years."
"Yes, there have been geniuses emerging from the Bai Family Village and the Xiong Family Village in recent years. Especially Bai Ningbing from the Bai Family, her talent is truly terrifying."
I don't know who it was, but when the name Bai Ningbing was mentioned, a look of worry appeared on the faces of the elders.
This boy's aptitude is extremely outstanding. In just two years, he has already cultivated to the level of a third-level Gu Master. Among the younger generation, he is the leader. Even the older generation feels the pressure from this rising star.
In time, he would definitely be the pillar of Baijiazhai. At least he would be a strong man who could handle things on his own. No one doubted this.
"But there is still hope among the young men who are participating in the Enlightenment Ceremony this year."
"Yes, a genius boy appeared in Fang's lineage. He could speak at the age of three months and walk at the age of four. He could compose poems and recite lyrics at the age of five. He is extremely intelligent and talented. Unfortunately, his parents died early, and now he is being raised by his uncle and aunt."
"Well, he is precocious and has great ambitions. I have also heard of his recent works, 'Jiang Jing Jiu', 'Yong Mei', and 'Jiang Cheng Zi'. He is truly a genius!"
Patriarch Gu Yue was the last one to walk out of the ancestral hall. He slowly closed the door and heard the discussions of the elders in the corridor.
He immediately knew that the elders were discussing a young man named Guyue Fangyuan.
As the head of a clan, he would naturally pay attention to those outstanding and outstanding disciples. And Gu Yue Fang Yuan was the most outstanding and dazzling one among the younger generation.
Experience shows that people with extraordinary talents, such as those who have a photographic memory since childhood or those who have the strength of an adult, often have excellent qualifications for practice.
"If this boy is found to have Grade A aptitude, he may be able to compete with Bai Ningbing if he is well trained. Even if he has Grade B aptitude, he will definitely be able to stand on his own in the future and become a banner of the Gu Yue clan. However, with his precocity, it is unlikely that he has Grade B aptitude. He is most likely to be Grade A." With this thought in mind, the corners of the Gu Yue clan leader's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, revealing a smile.
Immediately, he coughed and said to the elders: "Everyone, it's getting late. For the sake of tomorrow's opening ceremony, please rest well tonight and keep your spirits up."
The elders were slightly startled when they heard this, and there was a hint of vigilance in their eyes as they looked at each other.
The patriarch's words were subtle, but everyone understood his meaning.
Every year, in order to compete for these talented younger generations, the elders would fight each other until their faces turned red and their heads bled.
It's time to conserve your energy and strive for that opportunity tomorrow.
Especially that Gu Yue Fang Yuan, the possibility of him being a top-level talent is very high. Moreover, his parents have passed away, and he is one of the only two orphans left in the Fang lineage. If he can be accepted into his own lineage and trained well, he can ensure that his branch will prosper for a hundred years!
"However, let me be frank with you. You must fight in an upright manner and not resort to conspiracy or undermine the unity of the family. Please keep this in mind, elders!" the clan leader warned in a serious tone.
"Don't dare. Don't dare."
"I'll definitely keep that in mind."
"I'll take my leave now. Please stay, Chief."
The elders left one by one, full of thoughts.
Soon, the long corridor became deserted. The spring rain and wind blew in through the window, and the patriarch walked lightly to the window.
Suddenly, my mouth was filled with fresh and moist mountain air, refreshing.
This is the third floor of the attic. When the clan leader looks out, he can see most of the Guyue Village.
It was late at night, but most houses in the village still had lights on, which was very different from usual.
Tomorrow is the opening ceremony, which concerns everyone's vital interests. An atmosphere of excitement and tension enveloped the hearts of the tribesmen, and naturally many people could not sleep well.
"This is the hope for the family's future." With the lights reflected in his eyes, the patriarch sighed.
At this moment, there is also a pair of clear eyes, quietly looking at the twinkling lights in the middle of the night, full of complex emotions.
"Guyue Village, this was five hundred years ago?! The Spring and Autumn Cicada really did work..." Fang Yuan's eyes were dim as he stood by the window, letting the wind and rain hit him.
The function of the Spring and Autumn Cicada is to reverse time. It is naturally extraordinary to be ranked seventh among the top ten strange insects.
In short, rebirth.
"I was reborn using the Spring and Autumn Cicada and went back to five hundred years ago!" Fang Yuan stretched out his hand, staring at his young, tender and somewhat pale palm, then slowly clenched it, trying hard to feel the reality.
The sound of rain hitting the window was heard by his ears. He slowly closed his eyes, and opened them after a long while. He sighed, "Five hundred years of experience really seems like a dream."
But he knew clearly that this was definitely not a dream.
(ps: Well, the new book is finally here. Just like the greeting at the end of "The Supreme Demon Tamer", the protagonist is very evil and this book will be controversial. I hope readers can read the preface of this book and know what kind of book it is. I have said everything I should say in the preface. If you like it, let's join hands in this wonderful adventure. At the beginning of the new book, friends' collection, recommendation votes and comments are the best encouragement.)
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