Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

Feeling that Fu Yuanzhi woke up, the palace lord would come back soon, so Fu Yuanzhi sat on the bed, rubbing his eyes, looking sleepy and confused.

"Master? Are we——huh? Why... did I fall asleep?"

The palace lord took his hand and checked the demonic energy in his body first, and found that he had broken through a new realm as expected - it's just that the palace lord hasn't remembered the names of different levels in this world so far I am too lazy to correspond to that level, and he feels that this world is fundamentally different from the novel. In the novel—especially a certain popular upgrade stream, it is the same as playing games. Those who are level 1 are really different here, they just overturned a puppet city created by mortals.

Therefore, no matter how I think about it, I feel that I am not at ease. No matter how high the strength of the apprentice is, it is not enough!

"How are you resting?" The palace lord asked him, "The sea market will open tomorrow, and then I will find you a suitable weapon to use."

Fu Yuanzhi was taken aback - weapons?

Sure enough, he heard the palace lord say: "Since cultivating demons, let's go and take a look at the magic sword of Supreme Demon Lord. With such a great reputation, it should be of good quality. If it is not easy to use, we will find another one."

——This almost made Fu Yuanzhi sit on the bed dumbfounded, hugging the quilt dumbfounded.

So the palace lord wondered: "Why, you don't like it?"

"No..." Fu Yuanzhi stammered and replied, "I...don't you think...are you pampering me too much?"

"How does it become indulgence for the master to find a weapon close to the apprentice?"

"But that's a magic sword!" Fu Yuanzhi said, "Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Lord used this sword to slaughter countless sects of all sizes!"

The palace lord asked him back: "Then is it him or his sword that was promoted to the honorable position?"

"Huh?" Fu Yuanzhi's eyes widened, "Uh..."

"Don't blame Jian for the bad things you did." The palace lord slapped him on the forehead, so that Fu Yuanzhi's heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

Not counting after patting his forehead, the slender finger pressed against his brow and poked it in circles.

As a result, Fu Yuanzhi's face slowly turned red from the paleness just now, and it tended to become more and more intense.

"Master..." Fu Yuanzhi bit his lip and said, "I... always thought that I just devoured the half-soul of the Supreme Demon Venerable who was sealed in the Ten Thousand Devils Cave. I always thought so..."

It is really hard to tell who devoured whom. The memories belonging to the youngest son of the Fu family are interspersed between the extraordinary years of the Supreme Demon Lord thousands of years ago. He once thought that the memory of the youngest son of the Fu family was real, only Because these things happened later, they are more vivid.

The palace lord nodded: "Go ahead."

"I picked up those magical methods with ease, as if they were still in my bones, crushed and smashed, I couldn't take them out, and they had penetrated into every place. At first, I just thought that they were soul-eating The memory remained when I was eating, which had a little influence on me, but as Hun'er ate more and more, I discovered that I can clearly distinguish the memories in other Hun'er, just like reading a storybook, No matter how vivid the plot inside is, it won’t be regarded as my own.”

As Fu Yuanzhi said, he jumped from the bed to the ground, knelt down with a bang, kowtowed his head to the bottom, and continued: "I dare not say that the fault of ten thousand years ago has nothing to do with me, so if the master still wants to kill The devil, the disciple will never resist; if the master is willing to save the disciple's life..."

The Palace Mistress remained silent, waiting for him to finish speaking.

"...The disciple is unworthy and pleases the master, but I hope that this body and the heart will belong to the master, never have two hearts, and never betray!"

So the Palace Master shook his hand, and the cups and plates on the table fell to the ground.

——Bastard, listen to your self-statement, not for you to take the opportunity to confess!

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of chaos, which scared the succubi next door to poke its head out of the window, trying to find the source of the sound. As a result, when the window was opened, outside the window of the inn flying in mid-air, as soon as he looked up, he saw a hanging Fu Yuanzhi swayed in the wind and was blown to one side.

"Wow—you—" The Dream Demon stared blankly.

Fu Yuanzhi, who was in the high-altitude wind, stretched out his hands to him, showing two thumbs up, with joy on his face as if he was about to fly.

——Because, Master just scolded him for speaking regardless of time, place and occasion, and didn't say that there was anything wrong with what he said!

Great success!

Not long after, the palace lord opened the window and carried the apprentice back.

"Master." Fu Yuanzhi quickly stood up, with a well-behaved posture.

The palace lord sighed, and said: "You have not been swallowed by the will of the supreme demon, you don't need to worry about this. From the beginning, the half souls of the two of you are just complementary. Now you, in my opinion, may be neither The youngest son of the Fu family was not the Supreme Demon Lord, who you are depends on yourself."

"Half soul?" Fu Yuanzhi was shocked again.

"You were born with only a half-soul." This is the real reason why the Palace Master sighed, "In the Ten Thousand Demons Nest, if you have not merged with the Supreme Demon Lord, you will not be able to leave that place again."

"What?" Fu Yuanzhi's eyes widened, "Master, you...you knew that I had crawled out of the Ten Thousand Devils' Nest?" Besides, I didn't even know that I only had half a soul?

"..." The palace lord hooked the corners of his mouth, "Otherwise, why am I the master and you are the apprentice?"

"You... when did you... know..."

Fu Yuanzhi became quieter as he spoke, fortunately he didn't press the question any further, if he continued the question, the Palace Master would probably feel guilty... There are two spies by his side, it turned out that he really didn't know, now he really doesn't know I can't be a teacher anymore.

In the next second, Fu Yuanzhi rushed over, lying on the palace lord's lap with his face upturned, and said sweetly, "Master is indeed the most powerful!!!"

Palace Master: "..."

"Master, I'm going to Haishi tomorrow, and I don't know what happened to the remnant soul in the next barrier, so I need to rest enough tonight... Master, do you want my disciple to sleep in?"

whoosh-

Fu · Mouth Owing · Yuan Zhi, once again hung outside the window to blow the air.

The palace lord thought about it for a while—could it be that brazenness and lack of integrity are the side effects of cultivating demons?

……

Wanghai Port is still a city dominated by Taoists, and it caught up with the opening of the Shanghai market. At dawn, many Taoists who do not need regular sleep are wandering around the city.

Dragon Slaying Sword Immortal Yan Rong drilled one weapon shop after another, and it seems that her own Dragon Slaying Sword is better.

After leaving Qiongshan, the sword master Ye Wangsha walked with her all the way, but he never took out the legendary Gu Jing Jinghong sword, which made Yan Rong feel itchy, but she was too embarrassed to ask for it.

Haishi only registers visitors a few hours in advance before the opening of the market, and the registration is very strict. You need to deposit a treasure to the registrant to prove that you are not the kind who sneak into the Haishi to watch the excitement but can't afford to trade. Pure tourists, after all, the sea market is only a small space, and the opening hours are not long.

"Huh? How did you see someone hanging outside the window of the inn just now?"

"It's too cruel...there aren't demons, are there?"

Several Taoists chatted while queuing up.

Yan Rong raised her head and looked around, but the attic had already flown away, so she didn't see it.

Here comes the more embarrassing question——

"Master Ye Jian..." Yan Rong blushed, "Do you have any magic weapon that can be mortgaged?"

The catman Beishan City Lord who is in charge of this port city personally sits in the town. It is a very fat and fat big civet cat. The cat is a very good species. Their eyes have always been picky and ruthless, and their fleshy paws If you touch the treasure of the Taoist, you can tell exactly what the treasure is worth.

The first few Taoists brought magical artifacts, rare spiritual treasures, and mortgaged their own spiritual beasts.

The city lord of Beishan suddenly meowed, and two guards snatched a Taoist, only to hear the fat cat roar: "Stupid human beings, dare to bribe the city lord with dried fish? I eat all kinds of delicacies from all over the world. Every year, the caravans in Shandu will give me the best canned cat food, and your one or two fish that are so salty that you want to have a relationship with me?"

...All human Taoist cultivators couldn't help but wiped their sweat, and almost all said silently in their hearts:

Then spit out the fish you bite in your mouth!

With lessons learned from others, the Taoist who couldn't produce the real treasure walked away in despair.

The line soon came to Yan Rong and Ye Wangsha, Yan Rong touched up and down in embarrassment, the female sword fairy thought about it, pulled out the only accessory on her body - the hairpin, and handed it over: "Do you think this will work?" ?”

Cihuamao's face darkened, its beard drooped, and it said angrily, "Which street stall did you buy this crap?"

"You fat cat, my brother bought this for me—"

Although... Yan Rong also knew that it was indeed bought at a street stall while visiting the night market with her senior brother.

Ye Wangsha suddenly said: "The two of us really don't have anything, but we have a reason to go to Haishi. So, let's bet on this, but you'd better keep it safe."

Lihuamao's pupils were instantly drawn into a thin line, and he meowed loudly—I saw Ye Wangsha's eyebrows lit up with a little light, and then slowly left his body, the light fell in front of him, and condensed into a long sword.

The raccoon cat meowed loudly, rolled its eyes and passed out, but within a second, it bounced up again with a clatter.

"Gu Jing Jinghong?" The cat squinted its eyes, with a yellow light shining in its eyeballs, "Gu Jing Jinghong, the number one sword in the world?"

Ye Wangsha replied: "Remove the first five words, it is indeed Gu Jingjing."

"Oh my god! My meow!" the raccoon cat yelled, "The fluffy pimples are shining, the fluffy pimples are shining! Yes, yes, you can definitely bet on this one!"

Gu Jinghong, as its owner became famous all over the world, he got the title of the best sword in the world, but the sword itself is ordinary, even weird - this sword has no guard, no hilt, no sword. any decorations.

Yan Rong looked blankly at Ye Wangsha's empty sleeve, and realized that the Gu Jing Jinghong Sword really didn't need a hilt.

The sword fell into the exquisite tray brought by the fat cat, and the aura was extinguished. It looked like a half-finished product that hadn't been forged yet.Compared with the sword itself, the tray is more gorgeous and beautiful, like a peerless treasure.

The sword master of Qiongshan came in person and gave the sword to the cat in Haicheng. This incident caused a small-scale commotion—the few Taoists who lined up to the front saw the whole process, and then handed over the treasure. I was taken to the back to wait for the market to open, so I couldn't spread it.

So, when the embarrassing scene of no treasure to bet was staged again, the cat fur all over the Beishan City Master's body exploded, and he twirled his beard and said: "Dao Zu is here! If I read correctly... the Lord of Yunmeng?"

The palace lord, who turned around and didn't find any treasures on her body, was a little sad—the Snow Sword Sword only sent money, but no treasures.

"Can...can you please sign...or inscription meow?"

The cat's big eyes didn't blink, and the palace owner couldn't help but tremble a bit—I'm used to cats that can be held in my arms in the 21st century, this... this kind of thing that has evolved into a cat person...

"Meow! The villain has seen two Kunpengs flying from Yunmeng to Penglai. The color of their coats, their figure... I really yearn for them, you..."

"My master doesn't keep cats!" Fu Yuanzhi slapped the table aggressively.

Palace Master: "..."

"...Then you bet on something..." Cihuamao sat back aggrievedly, and spread its paws, "This is the rule of the sea market, even if the villain respects you very much, there is no exception... Uh, flower Money is not enough, it has to be baby."

The palace lord sighed, and silently put Zhanxue on the table: "Is this okay?"

The raccoon cat twitched and was about to faint again, but Gu Jing was already startled, so this time it didn't really faint.

"Go, go, go!"

The cat was overjoyed, and a gorgeous tray exactly the same as the tray just now came out from behind, and carefully placed Zhanxue on it.

"Please, please! This baby, I will take good care of you, meow!"