The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

"Demon Lord, are you willing to go meet Sect Master Yun and accompany us to send him off?"

The demon lord felt somewhat disappointed.

"Okay, after a thousand years of struggling, I can only barely move around this cave. Please move me over there."

The uncle master asked carefully, "Demon Lord, what is your current state?"

The demon lord patted his stone statue and said, "Half-living, half-dead. From the perspective of the body, it is dead, and from the perspective of the spirit, it is half-living and half-dead.

The black chains not only bind the body, but also the mind.

Why, do you want to help me untie the chains?"

Ruifeng and his uncle looked at each other and nodded, "My friend may be able to help, but we can only temporarily deal with the chains on your body.

I wonder if our removing the chains from your body will cause your body to decay.

And because we need to teleport to a friend, we need her to pull out the black chain, but our teleportation cannot teleport living things,

You will lose consciousness instantly, are you willing to take that risk? "

Ruifeng and Tutu discussed this issue. Ruifeng was a medicine merchant and could not smuggle anything with the breath of life over. However, he didn't know if he could teleport something like the Demon Lord, who was half-dead and whose consciousness could exist independently.

The demon lord thought for a moment, "My consciousness in this state is completely cut off from the body, and I can probably only last for three breaths.

In fact, there was only a trace of life left in the body, which barely allowed the consciousness and the body to retain a little connection. It didn't matter if the chain was weathered after being pulled out.

The main reason is that I can use my innate magical power to transfer the chains from my body to my consciousness, which has allowed me to stay conscious for so many years.

If you can peel off the black web chains while keeping my consciousness intact, you can probably really peel off the black chains based on the rules of heaven.

Let's try it. If we can save the demon spirit world, I'm willing to be torn apart."

The moment the demon king's consciousness left, Ruifeng sprinkled a large amount of Shengcao Dan towards the statue, and passed the petrified statue of the demon king to Tutu.

Tutu was all very excited, and quickly pulled out two black chains from the statue, rubbed them and swallowed them. Before he could pull out the third one,

Ruifeng bought the statue back, and the demon master sensed it.

"The constraints have actually become less, and there is a little more vitality."

Seeing that it was useful, Tutu and Ruifeng worked together and quickly bought and sold it.

In just one hour, half of the black chain had been pulled out.

I don’t know if it’s because the Demon Lord is half dead, so the black chains absorbed strength, and the black chains on the Demon Lord’s body are thicker.

So we had to stop for a while, because Tutu was full and had started to burp.

"I can't eat any more. Ruifeng, would you like to let yours try too?"

"No, my system is hiding far away and doesn't seem interested at all.

Besides, it usually just ignores me, but this time it hid in the place farthest from the shelf."

The demon lord carefully felt the changes in his body, and the connection between his consciousness and body increased slightly.

She immediately controlled the revival of her body, for she was afraid that if she revive too much, Ruifeng would not be able to be transmitted.

He tried his best to transfer part of the chains of his spiritual consciousness back to his body. Now his spiritual consciousness looked much more solid.

She didn't know how Ruifeng and his friends helped her, and how they made her body disappear from this world in an instant. She only needed to know that Ruifeng and his friends were sincerely helping her, and that was enough. As a demon cultivator, she could never understand the strange methods used by human cultivators.

Just like she had tried to make elixirs for thousands of years but had not been able to make a fasting pill, so she felt particularly familiar with the carbon pills made by Ruifeng's friend. It turned out that not everyone who practiced elixir could make it.

"I can now control my movement through my spiritual sense. Let's go and see Lao Yun off first."

Ruifeng accompanied the Demon Lord who was moving with difficulty, step by step towards the desert.

"This used to be a playground for the cubs, full of large tracts of agave, which are the little guys' favorite food."

"This used to be a demon city. That old cat loved extravagance and waste. He brought the extravagance he learned from humans to flourish in the demon city."

"There used to be a Lingtuo Temple here. It was built by Lingtuo Kongguan, a disciple of Master Jiechi. People there often preached there. It was very popular and lively."

The uncle-master had been frowning in thought, "Monster, do you know what this black web chain is? Is it a variation of the way of heaven? A method of the powerful? Or a method of the demon from outside the domain?"

The demon lord looked back at her, waved his hand and set up an isolation formation, "Girl, knowing too much will lead to despair.

You see, if there had never been monks and no spiritual energy, wouldn’t the world look quite normal, with mountains, water, flowers, trees, animals, fish and insects.

It is just like an ordinary mortal world. Various unintelligent animals will not think about the loss of vitality of the world or the development of their offspring.

But for monks, this is a cage that cuts off their development path.

The monks have keen perceptions and can sense the loss of vitality in the entire world, so they will not willingly deceive themselves and accept this kind of killing that is like boiling a frog in warm water. "

The uncle's expression was a bit complicated. "So it's a change in the way of heaven?"

The demon lord looked up at the sky and said, "I'm not sure either. Maybe those people who rushed out will know.

Since becoming a cultivator, one has to fight for resources day and night. No matter whether one is a demon cultivator or a human cultivator, all conflicts and disputes are nothing more than the word "interest".

Many worlds are blocked, and whoever will profit may be the one using means.

Jie Chi once said that people with the ability to trace back can break the blockade and trace the source of the incident. But I don’t know what the source he is talking about is. Buddhists always like to be witty.

The Demon Lord looked at Rui Feng tenderly, "In those years, I have been looking forward to it day and night, hoping that in this demon spirit world that has changed beyond all recognition, there will really be a person with the aura of tracing back to the past, just as Jie Chi said.

I also once fell into despair during the endless waiting, doubting whether there really would be such a savior.

It wasn't until I saw the charred pill in your hand that I was finally sure that this kind of aura really appeared on someone again.

No matter what the tracing breath that Jie Chi was talking about was, the fact that she was able to pull away the black chains was enough to show her difference.

Perhaps this ability to extract black chains is just a manifestation of her specialness."

Tutu was also thinking, whether everyone was special or he himself was special. After all, the chains were pulled out by everyone, but the Demon Lord discovered the so-called tracing breath in the things he had refined.

Ruifeng set up the altar and the offerings. After taking away the statue of Sect Master Yun, the black chain was quickly pulled out by the blue circle and rolled into a ball.

The statue that was taken out again weathered and disappeared into the boundless desert at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Demon Lord's eyes were a little moist. Farewell, old friend. He never thought that she would still be standing here to see him off.

"See you off..." The uncle and the grandmaster knelt down and kowtowed with the disciples. The disciples saluted in their blue sect robes.

The Demon Lord recalled that his old friend always wore a tall hat and a wide belt, and dressed in blue robes whenever he went out, and he always claimed with a smile that such attire was the dignity of a swordsman.

"kneel…"

"There are no obstacles on the road to the afterlife, and my disciples and grandchildren will escort my soul back."

"kneel…"

"From now on, all the troubles will end, and the eternal world will rush after us."

"kneel…"

"All things born from the earth eventually return to the earth, and life begins again in reincarnation."

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the howling wind made the soul-guiding flags rustle.