After only three months of entering the mountain, Li Xun lost the opportunity to continue to practice the path of immortality due to a prominent encounter.

And his life will be swallowed by the demon after this...

His inspiration opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Xun kneeling on the ground with weakness, still shaking his body. Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, wetting the soil by the edge of the pond.

The inspiration was startled by him and hurriedly ran over to help him up. Seeing that Li Xun's face was as pale as a dead person and his eyes were ashamed, he was extremely desperate.

"Junior Brother Xun, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! What's wrong with you just now? Why did Master Qingxu drive you away? What's going on inexplicable things?"

Li Xun had no intention of dealing with him now. He shook his arms and pushed the inspiration aside. He stood up staggeringly. After walking two steps, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground again when his eyes turned dark.

There was a faint cry of inspiration and panic in his ears.

A bitter taste surged in Li Xun's heart, and it turned into his lungs and rushed into his throat. He sighed and fainted.

It was already late at night. The inspiration was exhausted because of the struggle for most of the day and was already in the sleep. Li Xun slowly woke up.

After a period of sleepiness, he still had some clues. He opened his eyes and thought for a while before he remembered what happened before he fainted.

Perhaps because of a heavy blow, Li Xun had no impact like the huge waves during the day. But this strong negative mood slowly accumulated silently, and the despair in his heart also passed one after another, and the rolling haze made him unable to breathe.

He lay on his back, his mind was chaotic, and as time passed, the impurities in his thoughts had gradually been cleared out, leaving the clearest, but also the most terrifying scene.

Four months ago, he was the most favored young prince in the Fu Palace. Apart from his daily intrigue when he was studying in the palace and his father's strict homework after returning home, he had nothing to do with it.

However, a killing god descended from the sky, restrained him, and inexplicably made him become a disciple.

"Why do I want to worship you as my master?" Eight-year-old Li Xun showed a very different expression from his peers. He was already quite generous at such a young age. Looking at the ferocious man in red in front of him, although he was afraid, he was still calm on the surface.

This big man in red is the Xue Sanren, one of the three major sans. After hearing this, he burst into laughter: "If you become a disciple, you will become a disciple. What is the reason to say?"

Li Xun said coldly: "Although the Fu Palace is not big, there are thousands of soldiers guarding me, and I cannot allow others to come in and out at will, let alone come here to recruit disciples. If you are really capable, you will go to the housekeeper to be the guard. You have the opportunity to teach me martial arts on weekdays, so why bother over the wall and do this thief act!"

Xue Sanren laughed wildly and said, "Who said he wanted to teach you martial arts? If I hadn't seen you useful, based on your stupid words just now, you would have to slaughter all the entire palace and let you be in the sea of ​​blood and wail for three days before you die!"

"Bold! Don't speak nonsense! Are you going to offend me?" Li Xun was shocked and angry when he heard this.

"Fool!"

Blood slapped Li Xun, who was ignorant of the sky and earth, and pulled it out of thin air. He saw blood rays flowing between his palms, and the light connected into strips, as if a living thing twisted in the air, with a fishy smell.

Li Xun's face was pale and was about to shout for help, Xue Sanren had already slapped his chest with a palm, pressing the blood light into his body.

The heart-suffering pain that broke out in a flash drained Li Xun's last bit of strength. Although it only hurt for two breaths, the eight-year-old child had a pain that made him feel incontinent and tears flowed.

Finally, Xue Sanren smiled and said, "How does this blood nightmare taste?"

Although the severe pain had passed, Li Xun still couldn't lift up any strength. He couldn't help sobbing in a low voice. He was upset when he heard it. He kicked him in the stomach and said angrily: "Shut up and listen to me in detail..."

Therefore, the young prince of the royal palace became a disciple of Xuesanren of Tongxuan Realm. However, Xuesanren did not pass on him any effort, but just let him taste the taste of Blood Nightmare every day.

A few days later, Xue Sanren pretended to be Taoist priest You Fang, tricked King Fu to make a circle, and then tricked to attract disciples from Mingxin Sword Sect to come. All of this was arranged perfectly, and Li Xun had to come to Lianxia Mountain with unwillingness and fear.

It was not until he got along with everyone on the mountain that he occasionally listened to the teacher's secrets about the Tongxuan Realm that he understood what kind of devil he had met was.

There are some monks in the Tongxuan Realm who did not come from sects, but instead practiced themselves to gain the immortal path, or rebelled against the sect and were not under the jurisdiction, forming a group of casual cultivators.

Among the casual cultivators, there are also some great figures that cannot be ignored. The three world-famous casual people are representative of them.

Xue Sanren is one of the three major Sanrens, and is the most serious demon king in Tongxuan Realm. His "Blood Demon Transformation Heart**" has reached the realm of transformation and is also one of the top cultivators in Tongxuan Realm. However, his reputation has resounded throughout Tongxuan Realm, which makes people feel disgusted.

Since Li Xun learned about the power of Xue Sanren, he has been desperate and has begun to plan how to obtain the "Lingxi Jue".

Originally, Li Xun didn't know the difficulty of obtaining the "Lingxi Jue", but because he had a ghost in his heart, he didn't dare to inquire everywhere, so he could only concentrate on refining his energy, hoping that one day he would be attracted by which immortal master.

However, on the first day of going up the mountain, his book boy jumped into the dragon gate and became the direct line of the sect. However, he and a group of lowly disciples carried water and meditated, and it took only three months.

Until today, he has not received any news about the "Lingxi Jue". However, because of this accident, his opportunity to practice was rejected by Qingxu in one sentence. Even if his mind is persistent, he still feels unable to bear it in the face of such an impact.

"Is there really nothing I can do?" Li Xun couldn't help feeling sad, his nose felt sour, and he actually burst into tears.

Since birth, this is the saddest crying, even the wailing sound in the daytime is not as good as it can be.

As the Changsun of the King of Fu, he will definitely inherit the throne in the future. Therefore, under his father's strict and ruthless education methods, Li Xun became scheming at a young age, and did not show his emotions, but he knew how to hide it.

On weekdays, he always looks innocent and innocent when he goes to the palace to read. When he returns home, he has to write a note of his thoughts in the palace, and describes and analyzes what he sees and feels in the palace, comments on countermeasures, and then finally reviews by his father.

In such an environment, although he was only eight years old, he had already understood that the dirtiest philosophy of survival in the world, and his psychological age was far beyond his appearance. If he followed this, Li Xun would definitely be able to become more outstanding and enjoy his glory.

And all of this was shattered after the arrival of Xue Sanren...

When he arrived on this fairy mountain, Li Xun finally realized that he was just an eight-year-old child after all, and it was not only scheming that was the decisive force in this world.

Just like Xue Sanren, he had already reached the range he could calculate, and the immortal master Qingxu, his eyes seemed to be able to see through every corner of the human heart.

Therefore, he could only walk like a puppet puppet under the control of these people until his death came.
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