The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

Lou Yueyang quickly recalled everything in the dream just now, and his face suddenly burned with shame and anger: "A shameless person who comes to show off his power in other people's dreams. What kind of bullshit man is he?"

"Ha." The man scoffed disdainfully and said nothing more.

Lou Yueyang didn't dare to relax. He kept his eyes on all directions and his ears on everything going on around him.

This voice...

It's him who's coming.

For a long time, there was no more sound, and Lou Yueyang slowly relaxed.

Suddenly, someone behind her tapped her on the shoulder, and Lou Yueyang immediately became nervous again. She didn't look back. She was hit with an elbow first, and then threw her over the shoulder. The person screamed ouch.

Lou Yueyang looked down and saw Meng Lian, and was immediately speechless.

She helped Meng Lian up: "Senior brother, if you don't recuperate at the foot of the mountain, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Meng Lian cried and wailed: "Oh, oh, oh, please be gentle, my arms and legs are broken, but fortunately this doctor has good medical skills and they were reattached for me.

I hired bearers to carry me up, but when I arrived, they threw me down and ran away, saying that if I hadn't given me so much money, they wouldn't have accepted my job.

They also said that two fools in our Shenxiao sect have done something stupid and are going to be unlucky! "

Lou Yueyang: "..."

The fool himself has nothing to say.

Meng Liangang was about to ask her what happened after he fainted last night.

The door opened with a creak from the inside. Lou Zhiyan frowned and scolded Meng Lian: "If your arms and legs are broken, why are you back here to bother with them? Why don't you just go away and take care of them!"

Meng Lian wanted to kneel down, but the severe pain made him unable to do so. He hugged his master's thigh, slowly sat on his feet, and cried bitterly.

"Master, it's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on entering that mountain, I wouldn't have released that monster. If you want to punish me, just punish me. It has nothing to do with Junior Sister!"

Lou Yueyang raised her head and said, "Master didn't want to punish me in the first place."

Lou Zhiyan was stopped by Meng Lian. He wanted to pull away but was afraid of making his injury worse, so he had to let him sit, his face turned green with anger.

Meng Lian stopped crying and looked up at their master: "You have to deal with that monster quickly! He is very powerful. I didn't expect my junior sister to be able to rescue me from him."

Lou Yueyang said weakly: "Senior brother, I didn't save you, he left on his own, otherwise neither of us might be able to come back.

Also, the two idiots you just said the bearer told you about are actually the two of us..."

Meng Lian turned to look at her, his eyes stunned with shock.

Is he himself the fool?

He was good at divination and wasn't really interested in kung fu, so he didn't know how powerful the monster was that day.

He thought he was only averagely powerful, maybe better than Lou Yueyang and him, but definitely inferior to his master and uncle.

It wasn't until Lou Yueyang told him the general situation that he realized what kind of existence they had released.

"Master, what should we do to remedy the big trouble we have caused? Also, when I woke up, the sword was stuck on my bedside!" Lou Yueyang looked at Lou Zhiyan with a sad face.

Lou Zhichang was serious, but maybe he felt sorry for Lou Yueyang's life experience, so he always loved Lou Yueyang, and said warmly: "You guys come in first."

Lou Yueyang helped Meng Lian in.

Lou Zhiyan sprinkled some water on her body. The water was cool and had a slight bitter taste: "Don't be afraid yet, he might just have some telepathy.

This is dragon urine. I have dealt with it separately. It will temporarily seal your aura so that it cannot detect your presence, but it can only last for two hours at a time. "

Dragon urine...

Lou Yueyang suddenly got goosebumps.

In order to survive, she endured.

Then, Lou Zhiyan brought her a road map: "You follow this and look for a sword. We will set off immediately."

Lou Yueyang took the book with confusion in his eyes: "What are you looking for a sword for?"

Lou Zhiyan asked his junior fellow priest Gao Xiu to give Meng Lian and Lou Yueyang a brief outline of their plan:

Zhong Liyang has been wreaking havoc in the six realms for many years. During this period, many capable people and strangers wanted to kill him to avoid future troubles. However, Zhong Liyang was able to be resurrected every time with the help of various methods.

But what if you don't want to kill him, but just seal him?

If the ancient demon-slaying formation is used to seal it, it may be possible to achieve permanent suppression.

As long as he can't move, what's the difference between being sealed and dead?

Lou Yueyang was startled by this idea.

"Master, I've heard about the Demon-Slaying Array. If this large array is used, not to mention how to set it up, which has been lost for a long time, but to activate it, our mortal skills may be far from enough."

Lou Yueyang is not belittling himself, the gap is really too big.

More than a thousand years ago, Taoist wizards like Shen Yulou, together with Buddhist masters, only used nine immortal coffins to set up a demon-subduing array.

The gap between the demon-suppressing array and the demon-slaying array is as big as the gap between her and Shen Yulou.

And if there weren't so many top masters suppressing the formation with their souls, the Demon Subduing Formation wouldn't even be able to hold it for so long.

Lou Zhiyan's eyes were firm: "The reason why the Demon-Slaying Array was lost is because its formation eye was lost in the battle for heaven two thousand years ago. If this formation eye is found, there is a chance to recreate the Demon-Slaying Array."

A flame of hope suddenly ignited in Lou Yueyang's heart: "What formation eye? Master, do you know where it is?"

Lou Zhiyan shook his head: "I don't know the specific location. It is a demon-slaying sword made of Zhong Liyang's horn. It has not appeared for many years."

Lou Yueyang sat down on the chair, and the little fire in his heart suddenly went out: "Then how to set up the formation?"

Lou Zhiyan gestured to her to open the road map, which listed in detail the places where the Demon-Slaying Sword might appear. They were also ancient battlefields during the internal battles among the gods thousands of years ago.

Lou Zhiyan handed Lou Yueyang a mirror. The palm-sized mirror was engraved with hollow patterns.

"This is called a flower-piercing mirror. I'll teach you a spell. When you recite the spell, think about where you want to go, and this mirror will take you there.

If you follow this road map and search one by one, you may be able to find the Demon-Slaying Sword. No matter what happens, people in these places can be persuaded to fight Zhong Liyang together. "

Lou Yueyang nodded and took the mirror.

Meng Lian hurriedly grabbed Lou Zhiyan: "Master, it's too dangerous for junior sister to be alone. I'll go with her!"

Lou Zhiyan rolled his eyes at him: "No need, she will be in more danger if you go with her."

Meng Lian moved his hand away angrily: "Then what can I do?"

Lou Zhiyan said impatiently: "With your three-legged cat skills, what else do you want to do? Not to mention that you are still semi-crippled, just roll down the mountain and don't hinder my eyes!"

Meng Lian was scolded so hard that he didn't dare to say another word.