Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The capital is eight hundred miles away.

In the deep valley, the jackdaws started up and landed on the branches. Their scarlet eyes searched for the meat that was wrapped in their bellies today in the endless mass graves.

There are solitary tombs scattered around, and many of the tombstones have been broken and fallen, exposing the bones buried deep in the ground.

This place is called Baigu Gang, and it is a barren tomb. The nearby mountain villagers will abandon their bodies here when they have no place to bury their dead.

In addition, many homeless merchants who passed away and died in vain would be dumped here without anyone collecting their bodies. Over time, this place became a deserted grave.

There is a saying that, ten miles away from the bones, the lonely soul calls for impermanence.

"Brother...brother, I'm afraid..."

At this moment, deep in the barren tomb, a timid and weak voice came slowly, attracting the attention of the jackdaws on the nearby dead branches.

"Don't be afraid, little slave. Brother is here." Another slightly mature voice sounded, trying to comfort him.

In front of a new grave, a young man was hunched over, holding a sharp stone in his hand, and was digging the grave hard. Next to him was a little girl, who was pulling on the former's clothes and looking around nervously.

"Brother, let's leave quickly." Liu Nuer's voice was trembling and crying.

She was only nine years old, and the gloomy mass graves frightened her to death, especially not far away, where bones were jagged and snakes were scurrying away.

The little girl was already pale.

Liu Nanxing stopped what she was doing, held Liu Nu'er in her arms, patted the little girl's back, and comforted her gently.

"Don't be afraid, little slave. If you can dig out something, my brother can take you to eat white rice at night."

As he spoke, Liu Nanxing hugged her harder, his tired and hungry face full of guilt.

The brother and sister's parents died young, and since childhood, Liu Nuer has followed her brother to depend on each other.

Originally, the two of them had a dilapidated thatched cottage left by their parents, with a few tiles covering their heads. Although their lives were difficult, they were still able to live well.

Two months ago, a bolt of lightning struck the thatched cottage, and the fire was raging, burning their last shelter into a handful of ashes.

From then on, Liu Nuer followed Liu Nanxing from place to place, begging for a living every day.

If there was no other choice, Liu Nanxing would not have brought his sister to the Bone Mound to dig up human tombs.

If you are poor with stratagem, if you are rich with conscience, if you have been hungry for four days and three nights, who can care about morality and justice?

He can starve to death, but his sister cannot.

Liu Nunu curled up in a ball, nestled in Liu Nanxing's arms, like a kitten. Her clothes were in tatters and patched, and her small feet were wearing wide cotton shoes with holes, and she didn't know where they came from. Where did you pick it up?

"Nunu, it's useless for me to be a brother!" Liu Nanxing clenched his fists tightly.

This is the way the world is, some are rich and some are poor, and in despair, one can only hate the injustice of God and scold oneself for being incompetent.

"Brother, don't abandon Nunu." Liu Nunu hugged her tighter.

How could she not know Liu Nanxing's difficulties? Sometimes, she was afraid that Liu Nanxing would no longer be able to bear it and would discard her as a burden, just like when her parents passed away.

From then on, she was alone in the vast world.

"No, we will eat white rice tonight."

Liu Nanxing rubbed Liu Nuer's little head, turned around, picked up the sharpened stone, and continued digging the grave.

The fishy smell permeated the bone mound, and jackdaws would descend from time to time, feasting on the rotting bones.

Liu Nuer suppressed her fear, her eyes sparkled, but she made no sound.

Liu Nanxing also prayed secretly, hoping that there would be something valuable buried in this new tomb, and that he could exchange it for a bowl of hot yellow rice. It would be best if it was fragrant and glutinous white rice.

"Jie Jie Jie... The world of mortals is like purgatory. It is better to be free than to be born with suffering!"

At this moment, a burst of strange laughter suddenly broke out on the Bone Hill.

The dark wind howled in gusts, causing the jackdaws to fly up and drop messy black feathers.

"who?"

Liu Nanxing's expression changed suddenly, and he raised his hand to protect Liu Nuer behind him.

Buzz…

White bones flew out from the ruins of the mass graves, piled up in one place, and ignited with green flames. Amidst the lingering black smoke, a scholar slowly walked out, his face as pale as paper, holding a folding fan in his hand. But it is forged from bones.

"Skeleton scholar!?" Liu Nanxing's expression suddenly changed.

There are many legends about White Bone Hill, among which the most widely spread is that of the White Bone Scholar.

It is said that there are ten miles of corpses in Baigugang. Over time, resentment has accumulated, and the accumulation of corpses has actually created a **.

Later, a scholar went to Beijing to take the exam, but was intercepted and killed by thieves. Perhaps the scholar was angry with the thieves, or the scholar was poor and penniless.

He died in a very tragic manner. His arms and legs were chopped off, and his body was left to die in a mass grave.

It is said that that night, wailing sounds came from the Bone Mound, as if coming from purgatory.

No one expected that the dying scholar crawled into the building with deep resentment and survived by devouring the rotting corpses around him.

He had great resentment and was infected with evil spirits. Under the catalysis of passion, he finally turned into a demon and was named the Bone Scholar.

There was once a merchant who was traveling all night and passed by Baigugang. From a distance, he saw a scholar sitting on a hill made of piled corpses. Two white lanterns were lit next to him, and a group of little ghosts were playing around him.

The big pot in front of him was bubbling, and broken arms and limbs and even heads floated from time to time.

Over time, the evil reputation of the Bone Scholar gradually spread. There were Taoist priests who once lived in the White Bone Hill, hoping to see the power of the monster, but no one has seen the Taoist priest since then.

Later, the White Bone Hill became taboo. Once the sun went down, no one dared to approach it.

Liu Nanxing specially chose to come in during the day, but unexpectedly he encountered this monster.

"Monsters and ghosts can't see white light, how could they..." Liu Nanxing looked miserable and roared in his heart.

Once a person's bad luck comes, he can see monsters during the day.

"The evil spirit is so strong that there are no taboos."

The Skeleton Scholar seemed to have seen through Liu Nanxing's thoughts. He raised the corners of his mouth with a sarcastic look, and glanced at the two brothers and sisters with his cold eyes.

"escape!"

Liu Nanxing shouted loudly, pushed Liu Nu'er away from behind, and rushed towards the Bone Scholar as if he was crazy.

Pfft...

Suddenly, a white bone stabbed out from the ground, pierced Liu Nuer's lower abdomen, and pushed her up in the air.

The little girl kicked her legs wildly, unable to struggle.

"Nunu..."

Liu Nanxing's expression suddenly changed, and there was a hint of anger in his desperate eyes.

"Why bother suffering in this world of mortals? I will use the energy in my belly to pave the way to death for you..." The Skeleton Scholar sneered.

He didn't know how much of this mundane food he would eat every day, and anger would only make him die faster.

"God, why...why don't you give me a way to survive!?"

Liu Nanxing looked up to the sky and roared, all the past flashing in his mind.

He was poor and had only his sister to rely on. Even when he was about to starve to death, he never gave up.

He just wants to survive.

But this thief God didn't even give him this little hope.

An unyielding anger rose up in his heart, like a fire, burning the sky and filling his whole body.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the ground under Liu Nanxing's feet trembled slightly, dust floated, and the surrounding corpses shook.

The young man's eyes turned red, his black hair stood on end, the crazy wind ruffled and curled under his feet, and a strange line suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

"This is……"

The skeleton scholar's expression suddenly changed, revealing a look of surprise.

"Liumen Barren Tomb, you are..."

A trace of truth flashed through the Bone Scholar's eyes, and he couldn't believe it.

The reason why Baigu Gang is what it is today can be traced back to Emperor Qin's accession to the throne.

A very important reason why the current Qin Emperor is able to ascend to the throne is that when he was depressed and still a prince, he won the support of the current Grand Master Liu Gonghou.

The Liu clan is known as the Fourth Grand Priest, and its prestige is so high that almost half of the officials in the temple are disciples of Duke Liu.

At that time, Emperor Qin took advantage of Liu Gonghou's influence and rose to prominence, and even married the daughter of a powerful official in the dynasty.

In this way, what the Liu family and others gained from the dragon's merits was not the glory that would continue for future generations, but the catastrophe of annihilation.

In the second year after Emperor Qin ascended the throne, he sharpened his sword and wiped out the entire Liumen clan. More than three thousand members of the Liu family were killed. No one was spared, and as many as fifty thousand people were implicated.

Their corpses were discarded at the Bone Mound.

Ten miles of blood turned into wind, and finally turned into a grave of bones.

"This clan is not extinct yet?"

A ferocious smile appeared on the Bone Scholar's face, and his eyes became extremely greedy.

The Liu family is not an ordinary wealthy noble family, but a real family of practitioners.

It was even said that there were six sects, four clans and two divisions.

The so-called six sects are the six great sects, and the two divisions are the Demon Control Division and the Demon Suppression Division.

As for the four families, they are the four oldest families in the spiritual world, and among them is the Liu family.

The last bloodline of this clan has many secrets that can be discovered.

"After twenty years of hard training in this Bone Mound, my opportunity finally came."

The skeleton scholar raised his hand and flicked it, and the evil wind picked up, easily subduing Liu Nanxing.

The latter screamed, his black hair fell, the runes disappeared, his body was oppressed by an invisible force, and he lay on the ground, unable to move anymore.

"Don't worry, I won't take your lives for the time being."

The Skeleton Scholar walked up to Liu Nanxing and stepped on the latter's head. He crushed him a few times and showed a satisfied smile.

This is the last piece of flesh and blood of the Liu family, and he needs to study it carefully.

"Wang Xiaoyi, if you are brave enough to snatch steamed buns from my prince, I will give you the death penalty."

At this moment, a burst of fierce screams resounded in the deep valley.

In the distance, a carriage was slowly approaching. The carriage was shaking, as if it was going through a battle.

"Little one, I've tolerated you for a long time."

The carriage shook more and more violently, and there was even a "slapping" sound.

Immediately afterwards, a cry of grievance came.

"Just wait. When you return to the capital, I will give you the death penalty."

"Okay, stop making trouble."

At this moment, Zhou Dao's voice sounded leisurely.

"Little brat, put me down. It's not easy for you to cultivate, so just wipe your neck."

Suddenly, the conversation changed sharply, like a fairy sword floating in the air, in the bones of the scholar's ears.

The latter suddenly changed color, and his green eyes flashed fiercely.

What kind of monster is he? It was originally caused by the evil spirit of resentment. He occupied this bone mound and killed countless people without any taboos. He has always been brave and unconventional. When did anyone dare to be so arrogant in front of him?

In an instant, a terrifying demonic aura rose into the sky, like a giant skeleton hand grabbing at the neighing and frightened carriage.

"The book business is so angry that it is as white as the bones, and the bravery is commendable."

An indifferent voice came from inside the carriage, as slow as a stream gathering together.

Suddenly, the car curtain flipped, and a sword energy spurted out, like wind and snow, infecting the frosty sky. In an instant, the terrifying sword energy directly broke through the demon's palm and penetrated the skeleton scholar's body.

The Bone Scholar's eyes suddenly widened, and before he had time to react, the sharp sword energy swept through him like a strong wind, strangulating his figure into ashes.

Rumble…

The ground shook, and the aftermath rippled, turning the surrounding corpses into dust.

The awe-inspiring demonic energy was instantly annihilated and dissipated beyond recognition.

In the blink of an eye, the skeletal scholar was beheaded and died with hatred, leaving not even a speck of ashes behind.

"this……"

Liu Nanxing got up from the ground, stunned and at a loss.

"My benefactor, please, save my sister."

Soon, Liu Nanxing reacted. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed vigorously, and pointed at the dying Liu Nuer in a panic.

At this moment, the little black cat jumped out of the carriage and landed in front of Liu Nuer like black lightning.

Its tail swept gently, and a wisp of black fire jumped into the wound on Liu Nuer's abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, the wound squirmed, the scarlet blood stopped instantly, and the cracked flesh recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Liu Nuer's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, her delicate body trembled slightly, she let out a painful groan, and slowly opened her eyes.

Liu Nanxing was pleasantly surprised. He had been lonely since he was a child, his parents died early, and he was inferior to children from ordinary families. He had never seen such methods before. He mistakenly thought that he had met the gods in the mountains, and he kept kowtowing and thanking him.

The little black cat glanced at him, ignored him, and jumped into the arms of Zhou Dao, who was approaching.

"Brother..." Liu Nuer looked at the stranger in front of her with a blank look on her face.

Liu Nanxing quickly pulled her sister down beside her and kowtowed together.

"Thank you, Lord God, for saving my life." Liu Nanxing was grateful, with tears glistening in his eyes.

If the gods hadn't taken action just now, he and his sister would have fallen into the hands of the demon, and the end could be imagined.

"You are not supposed to come to the barren tombs and ferocious places." Zhou Dao whispered.

In such a sinister place, even Taoists are unwilling to stay longer for fear of being contaminated by evil spirits and ruining their Taoism, let alone ordinary people like this.

"Where is your home?"

Liu Nanxing exposed her sister, looked sad, and shook her head.

Since the early death of their parents, they have been homeless.

"There are still three hundred miles to the capital. If you are willing, you can follow us for a while." Zhou Dao said casually.

Those who practice Taoism pay attention to finding the dharma in new places.

Once you meet someone, there is no harm in giving him a ride.

"Thank you, Master Immortal." Liu Xingnan was overjoyed when he heard this and kowtowed a few more times.

He had long wanted to take his sister to the capital to beg for food, but unfortunately they were too weak and had no money, so they were afraid that they would starve to death on the road before reaching the capital.

It's fine now. With the protection of the gods, they will be able to reach the capital safely.

It is at the feet of the Emperor, so it should be much easier to get up.

Liu Xingnan took his sister onto Zhou Dao's bike.

On the way, Zhou Dao simply asked about the life experiences of the brother and sister. It seemed that they were indeed very lonely. They had been wandering with their parents since they were young.

When Liu Xingnan was six years old, his father died of illness and his mother also committed suicide by hanging her neck, leaving only two siblings. It is a miracle that they can survive to this day.

"Eat slowly."

Xiao Shisan took out his treasured osmanthus cake, which was sweet and soft.

Liu Nu'er has never seen such exquisite pastries in his whole life. He devoured it greedily. Halfway through, he looked at his brother and pushed the rest to Liu Nanxing.

"You can eat, brother is not hungry." Liu Nanxing said with a smile.

It was the first time in his life that he saw his sister so satisfied.

"No need to be humble, I still have it here." Xiao Shisan was quite generous.

Half a day later, the capital appeared in front of us.

The carriage stopped at a teahouse on the roadside.

"The capital is ahead." Zhou Dao pointed.

"It's so big, brother, does the emperor live in it?" Liu Nuer looked excited, completely forgetting the danger just now.

Liu Nanxing nodded and rubbed the little girl's forehead lovingly.

When begging for food in the capital, he won't have to wait for a meal. He can even go to various restaurants to pick up some leftovers left by rich masters. That is much more promising than begging in the village.

Liu Nanxing seems to have seen a happy life waving to them.

Jingle bell…jingle bell…

At this moment, a bell rang.

At this moment, there were more pedestrians coming and going, and many merchants took a rest in the tea house.

Zhou Dao looked up and saw a Taoist nun riding a donkey slowly approaching.

The Taoist nun has a graceful figure, and the large Taoist robe can't hide her exquisiteness. Her face is covered with green gauze, but it can't hide her charming and charming appearance.

With such grace, even Zhou Dao couldn't help but take a second look.

At this moment, the Taoist nun tightened the reins, the donkey stopped, the bells jingled, and a small gourd on her waist swayed with the word "Xuan" engraved on it.