Dao Xuanji [Civil Demon]

After Wen Junqing heard this, he swung his sword with one hand and chopped down, and with the other hand, he waved a kneading formula to create a barrier to protect Xuanji.

The author has something to say: Xuanji got orange equipment*1

In the previous chapter, although Xuanji was trapped for a month, it was actually only a moment.

In addition, although you should still have many questions about these two chapters, even if you ask me, I can’t say it now. Although it may seem difficult to understand now, in short, all doubts will be eliminated after writing it all.

Thank you for chasing the article, throwing thunder and commenting, this is a hand-written thank you!Although there is a key to thank, I still want to thank myself again!

Chapter 8

Xuanji and Wen Junqing flew up to the ground with their swords from the ground, avoiding many falling rocks, and they were finally safe and sound.

The underground was hot and humid and the air was not smooth, and the freshness of breathing fresh air made Xuanji finally let go of the big stone in her heart.At this time the ground was still shaking, and seeing that the hole they had just come out of had collapsed and turned into a depression buried by stones, Xuanji and Wen Junqing looked at each other, and Xuanji asked: "What are your plans next?" ?”

"Treasure hunt." Wen Junqing said two words lightly.

Xuanji smiled and said: "I only came to the Immortal Burial Island for a herb. Because I am suffering from a hidden disease, you have also seen that my cultivation base is not high, and I am alone. Only this brain is smart. Although you have a high cultivation base , but they are not good at breaking formations, poisonous insects, and restraining all things, so why don't we do it?"

Wen Junqing frowned, thinking about this proposal.

"All the powerful things you get belong to you. All I need is a flaming leaf with roots." Xuanji strikes while the iron is hot, "Wanyang sect is not the alchemy sect. What I want is just a herb."

"I'm used to being alone." Wen Junqing pondered for a moment and said, and when Xuanji thought she refused, she added another sentence: "But, I am willing to believe you."

The two reached a consensus and walked together.

The Immortal Burial Island is very large. It is estimated that there is a powerful spirit gathering circle in the island, and it is located in the fertile China, so the island is full of spiritual energy. Even the weeds grow sharp and tall like knives. Xuanji has been to southern Xinjiang even more.Although the clothes had been carefully avoided, there were still a few cuts, and the top of the head was tightly covered by huge leaves. Xuanji couldn't use the sun to tell the direction, and the two of them were like headless flies in the chaotic forest. Turn around, after two cups of tea, I still haven't walked out of this chaotic forest.

"If the Immortal Burial Island is a group of immortal burials, then the tombs should all be underground." Xuanji turned around for a while, feeling that the forest was weird, and probably entered some kind of restriction by mistake.

Wen Junqing shook his head and said, "When I first came, the one I went to was on the ground."

"Since you have been here, why didn't you write down the road and draw a map?" Xuanji raised her eyebrows and asked.

After hearing this, Wen Junqing's expression became uneasy, and he frowned and said, "Because I never thought that I would come here for the second time."

Xuanji wanted to ask again, but at this moment, a few leaves in a huge bush on the right bumped into each other lightly, making a rustling sound, and the two stopped talking, both of which were alarm bells in their hearts.Staring at the place that was rattling and shaking faster and faster, Xuanji put her hand on the Qiankun bag.

After a while, a person came out from there, someone Xuanji had seen before.

It was the domineering nun from before.

Qu Jiuge was in a mixed mood of joy and surprise at the moment.She managed to escape the chase of the female devil head, but strayed into this jungle again, and was trapped for several hours. Just now, she met a monster full of fangs, and sprinted desperately to avoid it. God finally took pity on me at this time, and let me meet the No. 1 sword cultivator in my sect, the eldest disciple of the suzerain, Martial Uncle Wuyu.

But next to her uncle was the junior sister who was chasing and killing her female devil!

"Uncle Master! She is a demon cultivator! Hurry up and subdue her on the spot!" Qu Jiuge yelled.

Xuanji frowned slightly, and then quickly disappeared, looking at Wen Junqing who was frowning with a smile on her face naturally, but her heart was not as calm as her face, and she was extremely nervous.

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On the other side, there was a reason why Hua Qiuci did not catch up with Qu Jiuge.

Because of this, she also encountered a crisis.

When chasing Qu Jiuge, she became excited because of the bloodthirsty demonic energy. She didn't pay attention to her surroundings, and she didn't know what restriction she ran into, and then she was trapped in the illusion.If it was an ordinary illusion, it would not be a big deal to Hua Qiuci, who was at the pinnacle of illusion, but what she saw in this illusion was a demon she didn't want to recall.

The scorched old house that she never went back to look at, restored to its happy and harmonious appearance before her eyes, and then burned again and again.

The red tongue of fire rolled up a huge làng and rolled in the air. The burnt smell mixed with black smoke made people unable to breathe.

Hua Qiuci stood blankly in front of the door, motionless, crying and shouting could be heard in his ears.

Suddenly, she heard a thin, soft "Sister, I hurt", she finally moved her head, and began to search for the source of the sound, ignoring the room that was half down and still burning with flames and high temperature. Liang saw Dongsheng being held down by a heavy object.

"Sister, I'm in so much pain."

Hua Qiuci lost her usual composure and panicked at this moment, her face was full of panic, and she hurriedly said: "Dongsheng, my sister will save you, I will save you right away, Dongsheng... "

"Sister, I don't want to die."

This sentence was like a holding spell, Hua Qiuci was stunned, and then watched a wooden beam fall from the top of her head, passing through her, smashing Dongsheng in front of her to a bloody mess.

Blood spattered Hua Qiuci's face.

Like every time before.

Hua Qiuci's tears fell down, mixed with the undried blood on his face, and his face was wet.

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Hua Yunsheng has been following Hua Qiuci worriedly, not far or near, exactly half a mile.It was too close, and she was afraid that Hua Qiuci would find out, so she kept talking about it for a long time, but she was always anxious, always feeling that something would happen.Although Hua Qiuci almost lost Hua Yunsheng when she was chasing that ignorant little female cultivator, but at least she smelled the faint fragrance of tea in the air that was about to disperse and found the tea on Hua Qiuci's body. Of course, she put the tea quietly What's in Hua Qiuci's Qiankun bag can only be smelled by the poisonous tea addicts on her body.

So Hua Yunsheng saw a woman who was squatting on the ground, her shoulders were trembling, and she was crying like a tearful person. She didn't look like her senior sister at all, but she looked exactly like her senior sister.

"Big... Senior Sister?" Hua Yunsheng didn't care about being lectured by Hua Qiuci, walked over quickly, and shouted hesitantly, but the man squatting on the ground ignored her.

"Hua Qiuci?" Hua Yunsheng frowned, raised her voice and called out again.Still no response.Hua Yunsheng stood still when she was about to approach Hua Qiuci, and looked around. There were tall trees all around, with leaves covering her head, but this was the only place, which was an open space with occasional weeds for no reason. She looked up again. Looking at the top, it is the only place where the leaves spread out and the sunlight falls.

Hua Yunsheng took a step back, and took out a Bagua compass from the Qiankun bag, but for some reason, the pointer on it swiveled so fast that it was impossible to judge the hexagrams.

Another glance at Hua Qiuci who was ten steps away, Hua Yunsheng pursed her lips, and then took a few steps forward, stepping into the formation.

Numb all over her body, Hua Yunsheng opened her eyes again, but her surroundings were quite different, she was unfamiliar yet extremely familiar, Hua Yunsheng's pupils constricted, this was the place where she had been living before she was rescued by Hongchen.

In the world of self-cultivation, there is an unorthodox cultivation method, which is tacitly understood by both the demon cultivator and the orthodox path.The orthodox way is called double cultivation, while the demonic cultivation is called "shuangxiu".Some people took a fancy to the huge benefits contained in it, and started such a business, that is, they traded female nuns to demonic cultivators or righteous ones who needed them. The business has covered Xizhou, China and North Korea, Dongchuan and Southern Xinjiang, but no one has stopped it.

Those who disobey will be beaten.

Hua Yunsheng touched her arm, her face was full of loneliness, no smile could be seen, she stretched out her hand to touch the rusted railing of the cage, she had touched it like this a long time ago, with fear, With a little hope.

Those who cry will have nothing to eat.

Hua Yunsheng rubbed her stomach, closed her eyes, and crushed the railing until it turned into powder.

Then Hua Yunsheng smiled again, smiling, the corners of his lips almost reaching the ears, and said to himself: "I kind of know why that guy Hua Qiuci cried, it's really rare, I'm so happy to see the elder sister crying Nah."

"Think I'll be sad when I see these things? Do you cry like Hua Qiuci and lose your will?" Hua Yunsheng sighed leisurely, "There are so many sufferings for all beings, so it's not worth mentioning. I'm happy now If not, it will be done."