Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The porter, Mr. Qin, heard from some old people in Ping'an Town that in the early years, he had entered the imperial capital and worked as a porter in an academy for many years. Later, when he was old, he returned to Ping'an Town and opened a book club named It is No. 73 Book Club.

As for his real name, no one could name him. Everyone affectionately called him the porter, Uncle Qin.

After all, in a remote mountain town like Ping'an Town, someone can go out, and entering Pingjiang City is already very impressive, not to mention entering the imperial capital. For most people, it is another world that is unattainable in their lifetime.

Of course, some people once questioned the concierge Uncle Qin. He had seen such a world before, how could he return to the small town of Ping'an, at least he had to settle down in the Chengan family in Pingjiang.

Perhaps, this is just a lie of a loser who has been wandering outside for decades and has no aspirations.

Of course, Uncle Qin doesn't care about these gossip.

In this way, he silently guarded his book club, worked at sunrise, rested at sunset, looked at the clouds, and enjoyed the last time of his life.

The books in the No. 73 Bookstore are extremely mixed, and many of them are ancient books. Uncle Qin said that they were collected when he was in the imperial capital. The academy he stayed in would throw away a lot of old books every year. Uncle Qin felt it was a pity, so he picked some , brought back to Ping'an Town.

Many of these ancient books involve ghosts and ghosts, which are particularly interesting.

Zhou Dao visited a few times, and he couldn't help himself and became a frequent visitor here. When Lao Dao was not running away, he often read books in the bookstore. Although he was shy because of the cyst, he never bought it, and Uncle Qin didn't chase him away. Just let this little guy look at free books.

After entering the Yuyao Division, Zhou Dao had a monthly salary, so he often visited here. Apart from food, drink and rent, most of his monthly expenses were spent on reading books.

Today, he came again.

Uncle Qin was arranging in the stack of books. When he saw Zhou Dao, he looked up and lowered his head to continue arranging.

"You haven't been here for a while."

"Si Li has been too busy recently." Zhou Dao said casually, of course he couldn't tell the outside world about the situation in Yu Yao Si, otherwise it would easily cause panic.

These mortals are protected by the Imperial Demon Division. Under normal circumstances, they always feel that all the monsters in the world have been killed.

In fact, the struggle has always been there.

"The town has not been peaceful recently." Uncle Qin shook his head.

Zhou Dao's heart moved, but any cases involving monsters will be blocked, and it is difficult for outsiders to know.

Even a gossip like Wang Xiaoyi would not dare to tell his family about the recent series of incidents. Once discovered, it would be a serious crime.

"Uncle Qin, who did you listen to?" Zhou Dao asked tentatively.

"The old man is someone who has seen the world anyway. If you can't see it, then you've spent half your life."

Uncle Qin said casually, and took out an ancient book from the bookshelf behind him.

"See for yourself!"

Walking to Zhou Dao, Uncle Qin shoved the scroll into his hand, and then got busy again.

Zhou Dao looked down and saw that it was written on the scroll

Great Demon - Ping'an Town.

"Huh?" Zhou Dao's eyebrows jumped.

This thing looks like a dossier, but it's so old, it's about to spread out!

"Uncle Qin, where did this thing come from?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

"Don't take it out when you pick it up. It's private property. It's just for you to see. If someone finds out, it will be troublesome." Uncle Qin warned without turning his head.

Zhou Dao looked at it and saw that it was indeed torn from a certain file, some of which were still pages, and the handwriting was a little blurry, as if it had been smeared.

"As expected of Uncle Qin, the concierge." Zhou Dao now believes that Uncle Qin did not brag. He had indeed worked in the imperial capital and worked as a concierge, and he could even pick up such things.

Zhou Dao opened the file and looked at it.

"Ping'an Town actually had a big monster!?" Zhou Dao thought slightly.

The so-called big monster is not comparable to the evil-level monster. That kind of existence dominates the monsters from all sides. The demonic energy is soaring to the sky, rolling like a cloud of smoke, and rolling like a river. Such a terrifying power can only be controlled by a big monster.

It can be said that the appearance of the big demon is a disaster for any party, and it is also the most troublesome for Yu Yaosi.

There are seventy-two cave demon kings in the world, and whenever a big demon appears, they must worship the mountain and enter the palace, and they will not easily fall outside, otherwise they will definitely be hunted and killed by the Yuyao Division.

"Twenty years ago?" Zhou Dao thought for a while.

He remembered that Wang Xiaoyi said that twenty years ago, Ping'an Town suffered a catastrophe, and almost all the people in the town died. His ancestors only escaped the disaster because they were not in the town.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dao couldn't help but read.

He had only heard of the Great Demon, and was extremely curious.

The ancient scroll recorded an old incident.

Twenty-seven years ago, in Ping'an Town, a boy was born in Shenyin Village. Her mother died due to dystocia. Not long after, her father went into the mountain to chop firewood and lost his life when he fell off a cliff.

At this time, a plague broke out in the village and most of the people died.

The old man in the ancestral hall said that the baby was unknown, that the gods were evil, that they could kill their parents, and that they did not bring disaster to the village.

"It's unfortunate enough!"

Zhou Dao secretly slandered that his parents died when he was born, and half of the village was plagued. As long as one person had an association, in such an atmosphere of self-defense, I am afraid that everyone would believe that this is a disaster.

No, everyone is willing to believe that this is a disaster star.

The fate of that baby can be imagined~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He was thrown into the mountain by the frightened name of the village.

Who would have thought that not only did this baby not die, but was actually rescued by a cat demon.

"Cat demon!?"

It is recorded in the volume that this is not an ordinary cat demon, born with twin tails, practising demon magic, participating in mysterious bone monuments, and has deep wickedness.

"It's really good luck." Zhou Dao was slightly moved.

According to records, this cat demon had some chance. It was originally just a lynx. In the barren mountains of Ping'an Town, it obtained the cultivation method of the demon clan, and it gradually deepened.

According to the Dharma door, it follows a different path, doing great deeds, accumulating yin virtues, and transforming into human form.

You must know that ordinary monsters can only be transformed into monsters, and it is always difficult to escape from the body of the beast.

For cultivators, the body of a beast is a great sin and a great evil, like a shackle, which cannot be detached and cannot be attained.

The monsters who have truly cultivated great supernatural powers are those who can truly break away from their flesh and transform into adults, rather than turning them into demons to confuse the trails.

However, methods like accumulating Yin virtue are extremely rare, not just doing good deeds.

It involves the secret methods of the mysterious door, how to introduce merits and virtues into the body, purify sins, get out of the flesh, etc., all of which are secrets that are not passed on.

"How can there be such a demon cultivation method in a place like Ping'an Town?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but asked.

"Don't you read "Ping An Zhi"? It's very clear in it." At this moment, the concierge Uncle Qin spoke.

"Ping An Zhi" is a book that records the history of Ping An Town. Most normal people don't have to read that stuff.

"Many years ago, there was a mountain in the west of Ping'an Town. Zhongling was beautiful and beautiful. There was a demon master who opened a house here, and his name changed for a while." Uncle Qin said casually.

"Ping'an Town still has this kind of history?" Zhou Dao blurted out, "What mountain?"

"Pastry Mountain!"