Brother is too cold

The man brought Wen Guyye into a rather luxurious mansion in the city.The two walked all the way, shuttled through the winding corridors for a long time, and finally came to a gloomy courtyard.

The formations inside and outside the small courtyard are densely covered, and Wen Guye even felt a trace of coercion from the power of the distraction period.His expression remained unmoved, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart. This fairy city is located on the border of Beichen Palace. After entering the city, everything he saw was ordinary. It was probably just one of the many cities that sought the protection of Beichen Palace. Can a big man have friendship?

But you must know that Ru Yanyuan, the owner of Beichen Palace, is only in the early stage of distraction.

The guide glanced at Wen Guye and explained: "To tell you the truth, this formation was longer than my Changping City when it existed. Maybe the immortal master knew about the one in Changtingfang back then?"

Wen Guyye's tone was flat: "You mean real Qingxiao?"

The guide said: "Yes. It is said that the formation here was set up casually by Daoist Qingxiao and his disciples when they went out on a trip, so the scale is not large. Later, the Daoist ascended and his disciples settled down here, and only then did Changping City come into being."

"Hmm." Wen Guye nodded, without saying a word.

He knew the four characters of Daoist Qingxiao.

Similar to the Demon Lord in Qianlongyuan, this powerful man is just a character who appears in the background of the story.Legend has it that he is extremely accomplished in formations, and the formations he deploys often include everything in the world, and he can use mountains and rivers as ink and Kyushu as paper.This can be described as the highest level of array cultivation, and he had ascended ten thousand years ago, leaving the protagonist with several trials in secret realms and countless benefits.

The guide continued: "My city lord is a descendant of Daoist Qingxiao's disciple, and he has been in charge of this formation for hundreds of thousands of years..."

He stopped in the depths of the courtyard, raised his hand and pressed lightly in the air.

"Master Immortal, please."

Wen Guyye looked at the suddenly broken space in front of him.The sharp lines are intertwined in a chaotic manner, breaking up the gloomy courtyard scene, revealing an upward step.The steps are paved with soft-colored jade, all the way up to the clouds.

The radiance fell on the steps, and the moist jade color glowed with elegance, which was incompatible with the scenery behind Wen Guyye.

Such a strange thing is hidden in such a small city of Changping.The strangest thing is that the city lord actually spread this kind of thing directly in front of his eyes. If there was no conspiracy, Wen Guye would not believe it anyway.

The guide maintained an expression mixed with anticipation and sorrow, stood at the bottom of the steps, bowed his waist, and made a gesture of please.Time passed little by little, seeing that Wen Guye hadn't set foot on the steps for a long time, he led the passers-by to raise their heads in doubt: "Master Immortal?"

The corner of Wen Guye's lips raised a cold arc, and he said slowly: "Does the Master of Beichen Palace know that there is a formation left by Daoist Qingxiao in your Changping City?"

The guide suddenly realized, and replied: "Here, please don't worry about it. The master of Beichen Palace naturally knows about it. He heard that every hundred years when the big formation in the palace is being repaired, the palace master will send someone to imitate the formation. It’s not a secret in Beichen Palace. But to be honest, the villain has been banned a long time ago, if the person in front of me is not you, real Yuhuang, the villain really can’t tell these things.”

Wen Guyye saw that what he said was true.The person in front of him is a little cultivator who has not even reached the foundation building stage, and all the treacherous thoughts will be invisible in front of his eyes. After all, not everyone is like Ji Yuan's broken sleeve... He looked at the person in front of him again. The jade steps to the clouds, this time I finally lifted my steps and stepped on it.

A moment later, Wen Guye stood in front of a room.A voice came from inside the house: "Is it a guest of Xiaoyaozong? Come in quickly."

The door of the house opened, and the City Lord of Changping City stood in it with a sad expression.Behind him, a human figure was tightly bound by chains, bleeding from seven orifices, and his face was full of pain.

"This is?" Wen Guye saw something wrong at a glance.There was an aura faintly lingering in the room, brutal and bloody, something that couldn't be ignored... His eyes closed slightly for a moment, concealing the fleeting nostalgia and thoughtfulness.

The lord of Changping City sighed: "Is it the real Yuhuang? The real person should have seen it too, this person is..."

Wen Guye continued calmly: "The devil's energy enters the body."

What is magic energy?

Different from the large area of ​​miasma on the west side of the Cangyuan, the devil's energy is just a vague feeling to a greater extent.

In this article, my friend's setting for the magic cultivator is a monk who does not take the usual path of cultivation, and specializes in killing pills and babies.They are often stained with the blood of wronged souls, and they are good at refining the power of others for their own use.

Of course, there is no such thing as a cheap station without a disadvantage in the world.It is true that Moxiu took a shortcut, but at the same time he had to take a lot of risks.

Where is the cultivation base of others so easy to refine?Under the same level of cultivation, the impurities in the body of a demon cultivator are often ten times more than that of an orthodox cultivator.When the impurities accumulated in the meridians reach a certain amount, the demon cultivator will lose the ability to continue to practice.The world is so big, there are naturally ways to remove impurities, but the amount of natural resources and treasures that need to be consumed is often too much for the magician to bear.

That's why a group of little demons vainly tried to take advantage of the east wind of the Demon Lord to cross the catastrophe and soar together.

In addition, the resentment of the monks who died unjustly shrouded the demon cultivator. Over time, a bloody aura was formed, which was the so-called demonic aura.Detecting the existence of demonic energy is the best way for orthodox monks to identify demonic cultivators, but there is one thing. Back then, when the Tumomeng sealed the demonic master into Qianlongyuan, he never expected that the demonic energy on the demonic master would be the same as that of Qianlongyuan. Neutralize the miasma in him, so that the miasma cannot harm him.

As for the innate demonic body... Wen Guye took a few steps forward, and with the acquiescence of the city lord of Changping City, manipulated the aura to circle around the cultivator with the demonic energy in his body for a few times, while searching, casually recalling memories.

The existence of a natural demon body means that there are a very small number of monks who will go well after embarking on the journey of cultivating demons.Others feel lucky to be able to refine [-]% of the seized Nascent Soul, but they can easily refine [-]%.The impurities accumulated in the body of others after refining will block the meridians, but they have no such troubles at all.Others have to go to great lengths to kill and seize goods, but they can absorb the aura circulating in the other's meridians without any trace when they come into contact with the monk.

Of course, regarding the last point, the aura that a person born with a demon body can absorb when contacting people is actually not much.But if it accumulates for a long time, it is also a considerable amount.

After the investigation, Wen Guyye frowned and asked the city lord, "Is he the only one?"

The lord of the city replied: "He is the one with the mildest symptoms. The rest have already suffered misfortune."

Wen Guyye frowned even tighter: "Tell me about the matter carefully."

The city lord said hello and began to talk.

It turns out that although Changping City is on the border of Beichen Palace, unexpectedly it is the most populous fairy city in Beichen Palace.There is no other reason, the depths of Beichen Palace are too desolate, and the white sand everywhere is cold all day long, only Changping City has a better climate.In addition, Changping City is close to Qionghuafang, so there are naturally many people.

In this case, the monks in the city came and went, causing right and wrong, and in many cases it was not worth mentioning.

Even the theft of the City Lord's Mansion has become a small matter.

Hearing this, Wen Guye couldn't help but laugh.He tensed his expression and signaled the Lord of Changping City to continue talking.

The city lord said: "It was just the gatekeepers who found out that the restraints in the mansion had been violated and reported to me. I ordered an investigation, so the guards in the mansion split up, and a group of them went outside this courtyard and found something was wrong."

"Then?"

"Those guards didn't know what was in the courtyard, but they also understood that I had been attaching great importance to the things inside. They didn't dare to delay, and sent someone to inform me. But when I arrived, the courtyard gate was wide open, and everyone left behind All the guards fell to the ground, and the demonic energy lingered."

"Have they noticed this place?" Wen Guye asked.

The city lord of Changping City replied: "That's not true. I checked the formations left by Master Qingxiao afterward, and they haven't been affected in any way."

"So you brought them here, waiting for people from Beichen Palace..." Wen Guye said, "The most dangerous place is the safest place."

The lord of Changping City said: "That's the reason. I still have lingering fears when I think about what happened 400 years ago. At that time, the magic repair failed to set up the formation, but now I come to the idea of ​​​​making this formation. It's true!"

People have to think too much.

Wen Guye instantly understood what the other party meant.It's about Moxiu, it's not about Beichen Palace. 400 years ago, Lin Jingbai was the head of the Cangyuan branch of the Demon Slayer League, and he was Lin Jingbai's first apprentice... No wonder the other party told him about this.

He looked serious, and his expressionless expression became even more indifferent: "I will report this matter to Master."

When Wen Guye was talking with the city lord of Changping City, Lin Lan looked at the young senior brother in the procession to send her off to Beichen Palace, and joked, "How long has Senior Brother Yuhuang been gone, and you're still fidgeting like this?"

Holding the sword in his arms, Ji Lianzhou looked forward and did not look at her, and replied lightly, "Is there any?"

Lin Lan rubbed her chin and lowered her voice: "Of course. But Senior Brother Yuhuang has been away for so long, why hasn't he come back yet? Little Senior Brother, tell me, there won't be any girls who will pester Senior Brother Yuhuang..."

Without thinking about it, Ji Lianzhou replied, "Impossible."

Lin Lan dragged out her voice: "Oh?"

Ji Lianzhou stopped answering, doubts abounded in his heart.

When passing by that fairy city, he clearly felt the familiar aura coming from it!It has been 300 years since he seized the house, the gang in Qianlongyuan may not be able to bear the loneliness, and they have no restraint, and they may stir up some storms.

However, Lin Lan was still reluctant: "Brother Yuhuang is so good-looking, it's true that he has a cold personality, but I think he is also quite gentle when he is with Senior Sister Yuyao, so you are not worried, little brother?"

Jiang Yiran lay on the gun for no reason: "Yuhua, what are you talking about?"

Ji Lianzhou looked back at her eagerly: "Junior Sister is right, I'm going to look for Senior Brother right now." Saying this, he had already left the team, and headed towards the wind in the same direction as when he came and went.