After the death of the thousand-year-old tree spirit, the spirits in the Western Mountains became incompetent and all surrendered to Yin Tong's hands. For a time, the cohesion of the Yin Mountains increased to a higher level and the limelight was unparalleled.

The major sects in East China had experienced the last heavy blow and their vitality had been severely weakened. As a result, when they heard that Yinshan's power was growing, they couldn't help but become more and more eager to deal with this hot potato.

"We must not let Yinshan continue to develop like this, otherwise with the speed of the Demon Qi Swamp's growth, the consequences will be disastrous!"

The meeting was convened again, and the speeches were still passionate, but because there were no pharmacists joining, there were far fewer people present who agreed.

"If we don't even participate in Feitiandu, with our current strength, we will be like a mantis trying to defeat Yinshan."

"Are we just going to watch Yinshan grow bigger and suffer so many injuries from our fellow disciples in vain?"

Most of the main fighting factions were severely damaged by the demonic energy, and the basic talents within the sect were withered.

Those sects that still had strength were not interested.

The scene was at a stalemate for a while.

At this time, a voice in the crowd said weakly, "I heard that the Medicine Master Sect has been looking for people all over the mountains and plains recently. It seems that they have lost their disciples. They must have been captured by the evil spirits in the Yin Mountain."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.

"There is such a crooked evil spirit from Yinshan that even the disciples of the Medicine Master Sect dare to touch it. Even if we don't come forward, Xuanzong will not sit idly by. Even if Chief Ye is still here, he will definitely get rid of the scourge of Yinshan for the sake of the world."

If there is a reason to attack, everything is easy to say.

Especially the reason involves the most powerful sect today.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Xuanzong and the Yaoshi sect are of the same spirit.

At that moment, the main war faction called and contacted Xuanzong, trying to persuade them to deal with Yinshan.

The elder group was in retreat. The acting head, Xie Changhua, had an honest and easy-to-deceive face, but was actually cautious in doing things. He did not immediately agree, but only said that he would consider it and discuss it.

After hanging up the phone, he called the pharmacist to inquire about the situation.

Wu Xingjie had returned to the door to take charge of the situation again, and his face darkened on the spot when he heard the situation.

"Thanks to me helping them for days and nights without sleeping a wink. It's not enough to dare to use us as spearmen. I also want to use the name of the Medicine Master Sect to drag Xuanzong into trouble." Only then did he realize how right his son's words were and took a deep breath. After calming down, he replied: "I was looking for someone some time ago, but it was not the disciple who was missing, but Xiao Heng."

"What?" Xie Changhua was shocked. After reacting, he immediately asked nervously, "Did he be kidnapped by Yinshan? Do you need help from here to find him?"

Wu Heng and Ye Lan are senior siblings, and they have always been looked after and protected by Ye Lan.

Now even if Ye Lan is promoted, everyone in Xuanzong still regards Wu Heng as the young master.

"No, I've already met him. That child...hey, it's all my fault for causing him to misunderstand." Wu Xingjie didn't want his family's scandal to be publicized, so he sighed and revealed it, "The matter of the sect in East China, Xuanzong Don’t pay attention, Yinshan is not that simple.”

Hearing that there was a lot of inside information, Xie Changhua didn't want to stretch his hand too far. After a few words of concern about the situation of the pharmacist's sect, he dismissed it.

The news fell silent, and the other sects also guessed that the Medicine Master Sect was trying to protect themselves, and they couldn't help but privately cursed that their family had a great business and didn't care about the lives of other people.

Under such nervousness and anxiety, the sects in the East China region looked at their disciples who were in a state of collapse, with missing arms and legs, and they decided to resort to the desperate measures.

There is a demonic swamp in Yinshan Mountain, which can help people practice a thousand miles.

Once the news spread, all the eyes of the world were focused on Yinshan.

Soon, a larger force gathered from all directions, preparing to encircle Yinshan again on the pretext of eliminating the evil demon's future troubles.

This time it was a huge event, with almost all the rising stars participating except the ancient martial arts community, the Medicine Master Sect and Qing Xuanzong.

There is no way, who is not greedy for cultivation resources.

As for the ancient martial arts world, all sects obey orders from Xuanzong. If Xuanzong does not participate, they naturally dare not move.

Xuanzong of the Qing Dynasty was similar to the pharmacist sect. He was in the same spirit as Xuanzong and did not disdain such dirty activities.

The Yinshan Mountains were in turmoil again.

As the eldest, Yintong held meetings non-stop for half a month. Not only did she have no time to pester Jiang Ziheng at night, she could barely even deliver meals during the day.

This made her feel very upset.

Today's meeting brought up the matter of dual cultivation again. She slapped the table with an impatient look on her face, "Just talk about it. Why are you talking about it for so long? If there is no result, I will leave."

Everyone at the table was silent for a moment, feeling helpless.

"Boss, after the West Mountain is gone, you are the strongest on the whole mountain, and the rest of the spirits are at least two levels behind. There are many capable people in the sect gathered this time. If you can adopt the method of dual cultivation , we will make stove tops for you to improve your skills, and even if you fight, your chances of winning will be much greater."

In the face of the overall situation, they are willing to lower their cultivation level to help Yin Tong.

But Yintong only likes the pretty boy in the backyard.

"Don't even think about it, stove top. If there's a fight, I will rush to the front and die first." Yintong said that if she didn't want to do something, she wouldn't even put a knife to her neck. "If you don't want to If we fight, you should be prepared to negotiate."

But for the peace talks between the two parties, let alone Zhengdao, who is greedy for the demonic swamp, and is unwilling to do so, even the Yinshan Demon, who has become more powerful, does not want to give in.

Yin Tong felt that this group of people fought back and forth, but dog bites dog. After making their attitude clear, they simply left.

At night, she drank wine, summoned the boy over again, used demonic energy to control her mind, and took him to bed.

The curtains swayed slightly, and after a few days of absence, the weeds in Yin Tong's heart grew wildly, leaving traces on the young man's body uncontrollably.

When she was in love, she stroked the boy's eyes that were full of demonic aura and seemed a little dull in the dark. For a moment, she wanted to untie the eyes regardless of the situation and let the other person see clearly what loving things they were doing every night. .

Let the young man never forget her in his life.

The beauty of the room gradually faded away, Yintong was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, wearing a nightgown.

She was born in Yinshan and grew up in Yinshan.

He is the first demon born in Yin Mountain.

At that time, there were not many spirits gathered in Yinshan Mountain. She wandered freely in the mountains and forests all day long. Later, when the swamp was discovered, the spirits spontaneously recognized her as their boss and took over the mountain to practice.

Sooner or later, people outside will want a piece of the pie.

In fact, she doesn't like fighting at all.

It's just that Yinshan is her home, and she will never allow others to destroy it.

Thinking of this, she slightly moved the fingertips covering the back of the boy's hand, and a wisp of demonic energy gently wrapped around the neck of the person on the bed, slowly tightening like a rope.

If she's going to die, take this idiot with her.

Save him from being bullied.

The demonic energy gradually penetrated into the skin and tightened the bones. A slight sound of the throat bones being squeezed could be heard in the quiet room.

However, the manipulated boy was still lying on the bed unconscious, his eyes closed and he fell into a deep sleep.

Just like that, a few minutes later.

Yintong stood up and left the bedroom, going to the Demon Qi Swamp.

The next day, the boy got up and saw a shallow red mark on his neck, which was slightly swollen.

"It's autumn, are there still so many mosquitoes?"

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