After wearing the book, I became the white moonlight of the paranoid protagonist

Yuan Shan turned the mountain upside down, digging almost three feet, but did not find anyone.

He was full of ferocious eyes, almost falling into madness.

"Guardian Zuo, what should I do?" The body-fit monk who had been tossing around all the time stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

Moxiu has always respected the strong, and doesn't care about the long-term and the overall situation.

So even if Yuanshan is the son of the Demon Lord, as long as the Demon Lord himself is not here, they will not respect them, and now they are more or less tired of looking for someone here with the other party. If it were not for the supervision of Zuo Dharma, they would have run away long ago .

"It seems that this person is extremely important to the young master." Zuo Hufa didn't make a statement, but just said softly. He thought for a while, "I'll ask the lord to see how the lord expresses it."

Moreover, as far as he has observed in the past few days, Yuanshan is indeed the most talented person he has ever seen. Although he is still young, his spiritual cultivation level is not in vain. Enter Mahayana.

This is definitely a genius unparalleled in the world, and I don't know if the Demon Lord will plan to keep it or get rid of it.

But after Zuo Hufa realized this, he made a plan, and had a different idea. It was a joke to talk about loyalty in front of Moxiu.

He also didn't persuade a few people to be more polite to Yuan Shan. Whether these people were unlucky or dead had nothing to do with him.

Guardian Zuo talked to Moxiu, and found a good place to sit there, then took out some powder and sprinkled it on a mirror.

In an instant, a white flame burned from the mirror. After burning, an extremely handsome and evil man in purple robe emerged from the mirror.

"My lord." Guardian Zuo said respectfully.

The Mozun leaned back on the huge black crystal chair, nestled in the soft cushion, propped his chin lazily with one hand, and said slowly: "What's the matter? My left protector, even you, interrupted my good deeds just to say If you talk nonsense, I will punish you too."

"My lord, it's the young master's business." Zuo Hufa calmly said.

"Oh? Have you found that guy?" Mozun said casually, apparently not paying much attention.

"Yes, I found him a few days ago, but the innate spirit body who was wanted together with him seems to be very closely related to him. Now the other party is missing, and the young master has been searching here for several days."

"No one was found." Mozun said coldly, lifting his jaw slightly.

"The whole mountain has been searched, but there is no trace." Zuo Hufa replied.

Mozun half closed his eyes, as if thinking for a while, "Since there is no one, let's come back first."

"The young master refuses."

"Tell him that if you want to find a real deity, you can help." Mozun raised his hand and looked at his nails, and smiled lightly: "It's just that he has to fulfill my request."

Zuo Hufa responded quickly.

After finishing the call with Mozun, he found Yuan Shan who was persevering in finding someone.

"Young master, the person is obviously no longer here."

Yuan Shan ignored him and blasted away the soil underneath.

"If the young lord is willing, you can go back to the Demon Sect with us first, maybe the lord will have a way."

Hearing the words 'there is a way', Yuan Shan stopped the movement of his hand for a while, and looked over with red eyes.

Seeing Yuanshan's attention was attracted, Guardian Zuo came slowly: "The young master has searched for so long, and he should know in his heart that there is really no one here, people can't disappear out of thin air, maybe they went to other places, so Rather than you trying to find it alone, and you don't know when you will find it, why not go back to the Demon Sect with us.

There are many demon cultivators who obey the orders of the Lord, you are the Lord's child, if you can get the approval of the Lord, then thousands of demon cultivators will follow you! "

Yuan Shan looked at him coldly.

He knew in his heart that Demon Venerable had no family affection for him, so he might want to use him for other things.

But now, there is no other way.

"Okay, I'll go back with you."

----

As the head of Qiantianmen fell into a demon, those who chased Yuanshan and Jiang Weilin took a break for the time being.

Yuyang disappeared after being possessed by the demon, and no one knew where he went.

And Qiantianmen was also temporarily taken over by the real Yutong who rushed over. He withdrew all the orders to hunt down Yuanshan. Under the confusion of some disciples, he said slowly: "There is another truth about what happened back then. Shan is not a demon cultivator, and he has never harmed the sect, he was wronged."

"It's true that we owe him. It's enough to make trouble now. Let's stop it now."

Tan Yuanbai explained the original truth to everyone that Yuanshan was just a demon who was tricked by the demon cultivator because of her natural magic patterns, and she did not change her mind or kill people.

This kind of transformation from spiritual energy to demonic energy is still contradicted by the righteous way, but it is clear that such people have nothing at fault.

On the contrary, since Yuan Shan didn't do anything wrong, he suffered all kinds of humiliation.

Now Yuan Shan is being persecuted because of the Zongmen, and Zongmen disciples are killed or injured because of chasing Yuan Shan, so it is a tie.

When is the time for retribution, and it will end like this.

As for other sects, they don't care about this, they don't care about Yuan Shan, but care about the innate spirit body.

So it's time to hunt or hunt.

At the same time, due to the loss of a Mahayana monk and many disciples, Qiantianmen's ranking fell directly to sixth, falling out of the top five positions, and also lost the top resources that the top five could allocate.

As for Song Qing, Wan Ruyan and the others, after the moxiu near the sect finally subsided, when they were going to find Yuan Shan and Jiang Weilin, the head of the Xuanling Sect who discovered their intentions immediately locked them up.

The head of Xuanlingzong looked helplessly at his two most proud disciples, and said slowly: "Song Qing, Ruyan, don't blame Master, it's just that you can't get involved in this muddy water."

But after they lifted the confinement, Yuanshan and Jiang Weilin disappeared, and the head of Qiantianmen also fell into a demon, and everything was settled.

Song Qing and Wan Ruyan also tried to find them, but they couldn't find anything after searching for half a year.

Another half year later.

A year has passed since what happened that year.

Everyone has changed a little.

Long Qing's talent is indeed not good, but those who have already mingled with the steward in the outer sect, if they wait another few decades, they may be able to take over the position of steward of the outer sect.

And Shan Fansheng is still cultivating as an inner disciple.

A year didn't last long, but it was another year of enrollment, and a batch of fresh blood came in from the inner sect, and he became a senior in the eyes of another batch of new disciples.

Tang Runrun seems to have become a little more silent, and his practice has become more and more assiduous, and he has been hiding in Qiongqi Peak all year round, but he can't see a single person.

After Yuanshan passed away, she became the eldest disciple of Qiantianmen.

Her talent itself is not bad, but she was slack in cultivation before, but now she is a bit brilliant when she is serious, and she is able to lead all the disciples into and out of the secret realm.

The entire Qiantianmen is thriving under the leadership of Tan Yuanbai.

Everyone seems to have put that matter aside, but occasionally the monks will mention the 16-year-old Jindan, who disappeared before the eyes of the world after only 20 years, as if it was a flash in the pan.

And Song Qing was still looking for them.

Just the past year.

Those two fell into the secret realm back then, didn't they come back safely three years later?

It's only been a year now, maybe a few years later, they will return to everyone's attention.

But besides looking for people, Song Qing mainly cared about the affairs inside the door.

There are more and more burdens on him, and he has to deal with internal and external affairs from time to time, and he has to go out to deal with other matters.

In a few years, I'm afraid I really won't be able to find time to find someone.

Time flies, another year.

On this day, Song Qing and his junior sister went to a certain village like smoke.

I heard that there are demon cultivators in the Jindan stage who are doing evil, and they need to eradicate them.

This village is not far from Xuanlingzong, and if it is finished that day, it can go back on the same day.

When we arrived at the place, we saw that the village was deserted, there was no one on the loess road, but the air was filled with the smell of corpses.

From a distance, the village was covered in darkness, as if it was covered by something.

As soon as he entered the village, Song Qing's expression became serious. He looked around and finally communicated with Wan Ruyan.

"This place is unusual."

"The magic cultivator is probably more than the golden core cultivation base."

Two years later, Song Qing has entered the seventh rank of Jindan, and the speed of promotion to the first rank in a year is beyond the reach of many ordinary people.

But maybe seeing Yuan Shan as a genius, sometimes thinking about it, would feel overshadowed.

"I sent a letter to the elder, reinforcements are needed here." Wan Ruyan said, quickly drafted a letter, and the letter turned into a gray dove and flew away.

Then he and Song Qing walked in vigilantly.

After passing by several rooms, finally there was a movement in one room, and the window was pushed open a small crack.

A dark eye was exposed.

He only heard him whispering: "Who are you?"

He seemed to be speaking out of breath. If he wasn't a cultivator, ordinary people might not be able to hear him clearly.

Seeing this, Song Qing walked slowly, and lowered her voice like that child: "We heard that there is a strange disease here, so we want to come and see."

The child's expression changed, "Leave quickly, this is left by a monster, no doctor can cure it."

Song Qing quickly said gently: "Don't worry, we are here to treat this disease."

Hearing what he said, the child opened the window a little wider, and took out a small dirty jar from inside, "Only immortals can cure this disease, are you immortals?"

After Song Qing was stunned for a while, the child continued: "Can you clean this bottle?"

Although she didn't know why, Song Qing still performed a small cleaning technique. Looking at the instantly refreshed bottle, the child's eyes lit up little by little.

He shouted excitedly: "You are really a fairy! Great! Everyone is saved!"

This time he didn't suppress his voice anymore, and the people around him opened their windows one after another, "Is it a fairy?"

"Is the fairy coming to save us?"

"It's great, great!"

The child hurriedly opened the wooden door of his house, "Come in and have a seat, Immortal."

Even though he was used to such warm reactions from mortals, Song Qing couldn't help being startled. He glanced at Wan Ruyan, and the two of them entered the room together.

"Immortal, my name is Dafu, and this is my aunt."

Dafu pulled the thin woman beside him and smiled. The woman was sallow and thin, but her eyebrows and eyes were very gentle.

"Several immortals, there are only some glutinous rice cakes at home. If you don't dislike them, you should try them."

The house is bare, and there seems to be nothing left except for the bed. I'm afraid this is the only food left.

Song Qing quickly refused, "No, we don't need to eat."

The woman was shocked when she heard this, and then said sincerely: "The immortal really has great powers."

Song Qing smiled, "It's nothing, why don't you tell me what's going on now."

Dafu was very excited. Hearing this, he quickly told the recent situation, and finally added, "This kind of thing happened three years ago. At that time, a fairy helped us solve it, and sent me and A Mother some pastries.

The handkerchief wrapped in the pastry seems to have magical powers. After soaking in water and drinking it, it can make you feel better, but it can't cure the disease. "

At first, Dafu mentioned the fairy with nostalgia in his eyes, but later he was a little disappointed.

"It should just be corroded by demonic energy." Wan Ruyan stood aside and understood after hearing this description.

This is the case of many mortals who have been close to the demon cultivator, but the degree of erosion and whether it can be cured are related to the strength of the demon cultivator's ability.

If this magic cultivation doesn't stop at the golden core stage, then she and her senior brother may have a hard time dealing with it.

Song Qing also understood this, but when Dafu talked about the veil, he asked, "Can you show me the veil?"

Dafu was stunned, hesitated for a while, and then took out a piece of soaked and faded handkerchief from the cabinet. He held it gently, as if feeling a little distressed.

But I had to do this in order to relieve everyone's pain.

But the moment Song Qing saw the veil, Song Qing was stunned.

This handkerchief...

Song Qing's breathing suddenly became a little short. If he remembered correctly, Wei Lin also had a very similar one!

And this is also stained with a trace of aura, although it is so weak that it is almost non-existent, but it also means that it has existed.

Song Qing hurriedly said: "What does the person who left this veil look like!"

Seeing him so excited, Dafu was slightly taken aback, and then described it carefully.

The child's description was very vague, but according to several features, Song Qing could easily think of Jiang Weilin's appearance.

Wei Lin, has been here before.

Holding the veil tightly, Song Qing took a deep breath. Although it had been three years, but hearing that the other party had been here before, she still felt a subtle feeling of touching the other party across time and space.

Three years ago, it should have been when the other party had just left the secret realm, and judging by the location of this village, he probably came to Xuanlingzong Road to deal with it.

"It's Weilin..." Song Qing murmured.

Hearing the familiar name, Wan Ruyan couldn't help but look sideways.

Song Qing suppressed the sudden longing in his heart, and carefully returned the handkerchief under Dafu's worried eyes.

"Thank you."

Dafu hurriedly took back the handkerchief, seeing the other party like this, he couldn't help asking: "Do you know that fairy elder?"

Song Qing was silent for a while, and said slowly: "I know, he is a very good person."

Dafu suddenly had a common topic, and said happily: "Yes! That fairy is really good!"

"Okay." Song Qing stood up, calmed down temporarily, and prepared to deal with the matter in front of her.

He raised his hand and rubbed Dafu's head, and said gently: "Take me to the sick person's house to have a look, and I'll check the situation."

"Okay!" Dafu quickly nodded in response.

Afterwards, Song Qing and Wan Ruyan went to several people's homes one after another. Fortunately, the demonic energy was within their ability to deal with. They quickly got rid of the demonic energy and gave medicine to the severely corrupted villagers.

The villagers were overwhelmed with gratitude, and quickly sent a lot of things.

When they were about to leave, Dafu hesitated for a long time, and came forward with a small handkerchief, "Immortal, this is for you."

Song Qing was taken aback.

"This should belong to the fairy's friend. I see that the fairy seems to want it very much."

Seeing this, Song Qing was silent for a long time, but in the end she couldn't match the thoughts in her heart, and raised her hand to take the handkerchief.

"Thank you, since that's the case, you can take this thing."

Song Qing handed a little tiger carved from jade to Dafu, and explained: "Soaking this thing in water can repel poison and nourish the body. Although it can't cure the root cause, it shouldn't be a problem if you soak it regularly to prolong your life."

Seeing this, Dafu was overjoyed and quickly took it, "Thank you Immortal!"

Song Qing looked around at the villagers who were staring at the jade and said, "No matter how much water you soak, you can also put it directly into the well water."

After hearing this, the villagers felt much more comfortable, and they would not force Dafu to throw the well water, but if the utility would not decrease with time, they could exchange some water with Dafu's family.

After dealing with the matter, Song Qing was about to leave this place, but before he had gone far, several waves of devilish energy suddenly hit their facades!

Song Qing reacted quickly, holding the handle of the knife with his backhand, and the moment the blade came out of the sheath, he split all the devilish energy in front of him!

Seeing this, the villagers who hadn't left behind immediately exclaimed.

"Everyone, go back to the room quickly!" Song Qing said hastily.

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud shout sounded from the air: "Damn it! You guys of the righteous way are leisurely every day, and you actually relieved the devilish energy I released!"

At the same time, it was time to count the magic energy attacking in response!

Song Qing split the magic energy, quickly captured the opponent's position, and directly dodged to a tree trunk, watching the person hiding on it and slashed over without hesitation!

"Oh shit!"

The demon cultivator cursed secretly, quickly flashed past, and then responded quickly.

After several rounds, he suddenly realized that he was not the opponent!

This seemingly young boy is actually the seventh rank of Golden Core!

Moxiu was more and more embarrassed to deal with it, and when he saw Wan Ruyan next to him who hadn't made a move, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. After throwing out a wave of magic energy, he turned around and ran away!

Song Qing had long been accustomed to the methods of the demon cultivator, leaned over to dodge and followed straight up, and even knocked down the scroll when the other party was about to use the scroll to escape!

"Damn right way!"

While Moxiu scolded angrily, he fled in embarrassment.

After a while, Song Qing forced him to turn around and deal with it. In an instant, the two of them passed dozens of moves. Just when Song Qing stomped Moxiu to the ground and was about to kill him with a sword——

'Swah--'

Like a gust of wind blowing, Song Qing's sword was instantly shattered into pieces, and fell to Moxiu's face in pieces.

Moxiu, who was screaming and begging for mercy just now, suddenly changed his face, and laughed wildly: "Hahahahahaha! You are finished, brat! Our young master is here! You can't leave alive!"

Little Lord?

Song Qing was stunned, but before he recovered, he suddenly felt a great pressure coming from in front of him, and he couldn't move at all!

Silently, streaks of demonic energy flowed across the grass and flowed to his side.

what is this!

Song Qing's complexion changed suddenly, just this bit of devilish energy made his heart tremble for no reason!

This young master... is far above him in strength!

"Senior brother!" Wan Ruyan who rushed over was also stunned, feeling extremely dangerous.into her nerves.

Limbs trembled unconsciously, almost kneeling on the ground.

She gritted her teeth hard and looked forward warily.

Behind the pitch-black trees, a hand with sharp bones slowly pushed aside the lush branches and leaves in front of him, slowly revealing his figure.

His neat and crisp hair was tied high, casually hanging down the back of his spine. He was dressed in a pitch-black outfit mixed with red lines, and had an expressionless face with cold eyebrows.

The other party raised his eyes slightly, a gleam of light fell on the top of his hair, and his eyes looked extraordinarily scarlet under the backlight.

Song Qing slowly opened her eyes wide, and her pupils seemed to tremble a little.

Even if there is a slight change, he will never forget the person in front of him!

"Yuan Shan..."