I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Outside the courtyard wall separated by a gate.

The man who looked like a rickety old man was leaning on the dark door panel, looking in through the crack of the door with cloudy eyes.

His vision was blocked by a wall.

The old man leaned back slightly, stretched out his long and pointed nails, and poked it a few times out of thin air, as if golden charms overflowed from his fingertips.The nails scratched along the crack of the door, and more golden spells splashed out. The complete spell writing was cut into broken lines by the nails, scattered and fell, and then disappeared.

It was as if a hole had been cut out of a barrier made of charms, and the old man leaned over again, looking into the hole.

The scene that was still blurry just now became clear now.

A figure in white casual clothes, covered with a gauze veil of distant mountains and clouds, was standing in the courtyard with his back to the courtyard gate, blocking most of the situation in the courtyard.

Even so, the old man can still guess what is going on in the yard based on the small half of the scenery exposed.

Those thin and dense golden threads, the orientation of the talisman paper, and the growing spiritual power of the Destiny Stone all undoubtedly point to an answer - the gathering spirit circle.

The one surnamed Lu is indeed the biggest variable.

Unfortunately, they were too anxious.

"Little thing... You don't really think that a Fate Stone can reverse your Earth Fire physique, do you?" A series of sinister low smiles came out of the old man's throat.

Suddenly, his smile froze.

As if seeing something terrifying, he suddenly jumped forward, lying on the crack of the door, and whispered in surprise: "How could it be...?"

The spiritual power emanating from the courtyard was clearly the power that could only be produced by two Destiny Stones.

Two destiny stones? ?

There is only one Destiny Stone in the world, and it is in the hands of his Demon Lord.

The Stone of Destiny has a long history. It is said that after the creation of the world, the clear air rose, the turbid air fell, and the most yin and heavy things sank to the ground, forming five stones of destiny, four of which were taken away by the prehistoric immortals and disappeared. Only one piece remains in the Demon Realm, owned by the Demon Lord.

Mozun knew very well that the power of a Destiny Stone was not enough to reverse a person's fate and turn a demon cultivator into a Taoist cultivator.Otherwise, wouldn't it be nice for him to use it to ascend to the upper realm? When the time comes, he will flatten the Immortal Mansion, kill all those annoying immortals, and sit alone in the Immortal King Palace. What a pleasure!It's much more refreshing than staying in this cramped place and trying to find even a physical body.

Now, he clearly felt the resonance of the two Destiny Stones in this ordinary small courtyard!

The Mozun couldn't squat anymore, his thoughts of watching the excitement disappeared completely. At this moment, he just wanted to stand in the middle of the magic circle, wash off the rotten flesh and blood all over his body, and ascend to the upper realm easily.

"Bang", a mass of black flames gathered in the palm of the demon king.

He grinned grimly and pushed his palm towards the courtyard gate.

"Bang, bang, bang" -!

There was a strong knock on the door.

It sounded behind Lu Wanxian.

Qin Chiyu in the magic circle was about to go out immediately, but Lu Wanxian pushed him back with a backhand wind art, and then quickly formed a magic circle with both hands to repair the damaged barrier.

The emerald green light flourished, forming a solid green wall in front of the courtyard for a while, isolating the sound of the raid.

"Prince Lu?" Qin Chiyu saw that the golden thread in front of him was spinning faster and faster. The Destiny Stone on the ground and the Destiny Stone in his soul resonated at the same frequency. The power of the spirit-gathering circle had already begun to play, and he could feel the magic breath around him. It is receding, and what remains is the powerful and pure fire spirit power.

"Let me sweep the formation and concentrate on absorbing your destiny stone." Lu Wanxian put one hand behind his back, turned around, and faced the courtyard gate.

A gust of wind blew the ends of his clothes and hair.

Qin Chiyu seemed to see the immortal who landed on the side of the ship when they first met, always strong, reliable, calm and unrestrained.

Lu Xianchang, have you remembered yet?

After remembering everything, but still willing to fight for him, does this mean that he has hope?

Qin Chiyu's eyes lit up, and the brilliance of the Destiny Stone turned faster, gradually covering his whole body.

at this time.

Black cracks burst from the emerald green wall, quickly covering the entire wall like a spider web. There was a loud "bang", as if the glass was broken into thousands of pieces, and the green wind spirit suddenly exploded.

A gust of wind drove straight in, blowing up the ashes all over the garden and creating a black mist.

Lu Wanxian narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to block the wind.

not good.

Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately picked up the spell of the wind spell, but unexpectedly, the demon was faster than him, and a terrifying spiritual pressure swept over the sky, instantly pushing Lu Wanxian back three feet.

Lu Wanxian barely stood still, feeling a surge of energy and blood in his chest, and his forehead hair was blown up by the wind, exposing his forehead.

Mozun stretched his hands and feet a little, knowing that Lu Wanxian was just a small Dharma cultivator in the distraction period, and he was nothing to be afraid of. What is urgent now is to drive Qin Chiyu away, and then——

Mozun's gaze rested on Lu Wanxian's forehead.

The strange black stripes bloomed from the temples and climbed to the originally smooth forehead. It looked shocking and then down, the left cheek, jaw, and neck were all black lines. The evildoer is nothing more than that.

Mozun suddenly laughed out loud, as if he saw something very absurd.

"It turns out, it turns out that the person Xuantian wanted with his life, looks like this. If he sees it, he will definitely regret it!"

Mozun smiled, and the rotten flesh on his body fell down. Since Xuantian died, his old half body has become more and more difficult to use.

Lu Wanxian tilted his head slightly, with no expression on his face, and he did not have the shameful look that the Demon Venerable imagined, but looked at the Demon Venerable curiously: "With your appearance, how dare you say others? You don't want to take a pee photo." Take a picture—ah, no, Lu has made a slip of the tongue—and don’t take a mirror to take a picture.”

In order to prevent more rotten meat from falling, the Demon Venerable smiled and snorted coldly: "Lu Wanxian, it is better to meet each other than to be famous. The left and right venerables of this deity are all folded in your hands. This deity is very curious about you, but it is a pity. This curiosity will not continue until tomorrow."

"Because of you..." The Demon Lord suddenly disappeared and reappeared suddenly, but when he reappeared, he was only three inches away from Lu Wanxian, his rotten face almost stuck to Lu Wanxian's, and his long nails Caressing the black lines on Lu Wanxian's face, "I'm going to die today."

"It's not certain who will die." Lu Wanxian didn't even blink, a golden light burst out from his right hand, and the golden light beam grew in the wind, reaching three feet long, and swiped towards the Demon Lord.

Mozun's cloudy eyes protruded slightly, his withered lips suddenly opened, and he breathed out black air on Lu Wanxian's face.

Lu Wanxian immediately activated the wind spirit and blew the black air back.

He took a step back, raised his hands in a defensive posture, and watched as the Mozun's body split open from his left shoulder to his crotch, and half of his body fell down, hitting the ground.

Mozun's upper body fell to the ground, but he was still looking at Qin Chiyu in the circle and smiling "hehe".

This scene was so weird that even Lu Wanxian couldn't help frowning.

He was about to give Mozun a good time, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

Demon Lord, whose cultivation is far superior to the Mahayana stage, how could he be so weak?

The coolness in his heart suddenly rose and spread all the way. Lu Wanxian immediately turned back and stretched out the golden light moment, trying to stop the Demon Lord who had transformed into a demon.

The Mozun had experienced the power of this golden moment, but his reckless blow was to snatch the new half body——Qin Chiyu's physical body—at this time, he used all his strength, and the magic breath of the Mahayana stage was condensed at one point, until Drilling into the moment of golden light, when Mo Zun came to him, there was already an imperceptible crack in the golden light.

"Bang" sounded softly.

The Mozun bumped into the Golden Light Moment, and thousands of black cracks appeared suddenly. Lu Wanxian felt a huge shock in his right arm, and a piercing pain shot from his palm to the direction of his heart. He immediately opened the Golden Light Moment and stepped back two Barely stopped.

The demon penetrated the spirit-gathering circle and flew towards Qin Chiyu in the center of the circle.

Seeing this, Lu Wanxian was furious. He gave up the chance to ascend to the upper realm just to let Qin Chiyu survive this calamity and change his fate. How could he let the Demon Lord succeed? ? ?

A green wind spirit burst out from his body, turned into a vortex, and hit the demon king head-on.

The Mozun only had Qin Chiyu's physical body in his eyes, but he forcibly endured Lu Wanxian's attack.

When the vortex rolled in front of him, Mozun suddenly felt something was wrong.

This is not the practice of the distraction period.

This is clearly the Mahayana period!

The next moment, the Demon Lord was swept out by the vortex, and was thrown into the scorched earth outside the Demon City!

He got up from the ditch, the black magic breath on his body gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered again.

In the black air, many tiny vengeful spirits struggled out, screaming shrilly, and a few vengeful spirits even backfired on the Demon Lord's body!

The way demons level up is that the strong devour the weak, and the weak become a part of the strong.

Once the strength of the strong is weakened, the part that was once swallowed by him will turn against him.Mozun has long been used to it.

There was a grim smile on the corner of his mouth.Okay, Lu Wanxian, I didn't expect you to be a hidden one.

He shook, stood up from the scorched earth, grabbed a few wraiths who were trying to fight back, pinched them between his fingers, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Mozun chewed while thinking, and the fragments from just now slowly slipped through his mind.Until—he caught a suspicious trace.

Black streaks running from neck to face.

That's no ordinary black stripe.

Combined with Lu Wanxian's Mahayana cultivation base...

It turned out that this is the case.Mozun suddenly burst into a frenzied laugh.

He was worried that he would not be able to make Qin Chiyu succumb. If things were as he had guessed, today, he would be able to completely obtain Qin Chiyu's body, and then reborn and counterattack the heavens.

The surprise came too quickly.

As soon as the wind passes.On the scorched earth, there is nothing.

Qin Chiyu closed his eyes and concentrated on accepting the transformation of the Destiny Stone.

He felt that his body became lighter and lighter, his strength gradually increased, and the uncontrollable power in the Tianhuo spiritual root gradually became docile and gentle.

His spiritual consciousness began to become transparent, and he could feel everything in the small courtyard with his eyes closed.

The water dripping from the pulley, the dust in the air, and...

Lu Xian took a long breath.

Long and soothing, like the wind in spring blowing through the flowers of acacia.

The surroundings were very quiet, the spiritual power flowing from the magic circle penetrated the air, making a soft sizzling sound, and the yellow paper full of spells rustled in the breeze.

Accompanied by Lu Xianchang's breathing, everything is peaceful and at ease.

At this moment, a viscous substance, surrounded by screams and cries, fell from the sky, landed on Qin Chiyu's shoulder in an instant, and hit him head and face.

The voice that sounded like the whispering of an underground demon penetrated into Qin Chiyu's ears: "Qin Chiyu...do you want to continue? If you don't stop, your Immortal Lu will slip away..."

Qin Chiyu couldn't make too much movement in the magic circle, he could only turn his head to the other side.

Why did the Demon Lord come back?Now that the magic circle is about to succeed, he will never listen to a word of Mozun.

However, the demon clings to Qin Chiyu's ear like a tarsal maggot, and blows a cool air into his ear: "Qin Chiyu, open your eyes and take a look, your Immortal Lu is about to walk out of the yard... Could it be? You don't want to know, where is he going?"

Qin Chiyu cut off his hearing, refusing to accept any more nonsense from the Mozun.

Quiet your ears.

At the edge of the magic circle, after Lu Wanxian finished adjusting his breath, he stood up slowly while leaning on the wall.

He glanced at Qin Chiyu again, the Spirit Gathering Formation had already started to slow down, so it must have been successful.

The task of returning to the human world has been completed, and now it is time for him to accept his fate.

The black lines on Lu Wanxian's forehead suddenly lit up, he frowned, covered his forehead, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

No time to look at Qin Chiyu's side, Lu Wanxian just wanted to get out of the yard quickly.

He supported the hospital wall, groped for the door, and opened the latch with shaking hands.

"Lu Xianchang, where are you going?"

Qin Chiyu's voice came from behind.