Master regards me as the way of heaven

In Ye Zhiqiu's previous life, a small life would have ended if he stopped at the Golden Core, but if he talked about vision, he thought he still had it. For example, it was rumored that there would be a battle between high-ranking monks, and there would be a great ability to overcome tribulations. Not to mention that you can catch up every time, but as long as you have the opportunity, you will never miss a chance to study.

But today, when Rong Yu, who has long regarded himself as an alchemist, made a move, he still couldn't help but marvel. The life of an alchemist described by Jiang Chu is not as exciting as Rong Yu's. I still remember what Jiang Chu once said, except Ye Zhiqiu, who would use a spirit sword as a weapon? Shouldn't he be guarding a big alchemy furnace day and night, and only take an eighth-rank alchemist as his ideal in life.

Rong Yu's Lingjian flew open a stone door, and he could still feel Ye Zhiqiu's gaze falling on him for a moment. He threw the flame ignited in his palm onto the ground, forming a wall of fire in an instant. The black mist gushing out of the cave was burned away when it touched the fire wall.

Rong Yu's movement of withdrawing the condensing light sword was very chic, and he said in a deep voice: "You don't think I can only make alchemy, cough, although I am very happy when you look at me like this, but it is not the time to be distracted."

"I was just thinking, are you an eighth-rank alchemist?" Ye Zhiqiu was full of doubts.

"Of course." Rong Yu was taken aback by this question.

"Well... I called you brother because I called you young," Ye Zhiqiu saw that the wall of fire was extinguished, and took a step forward, but saw Rong Yu pestle standing still, he only smiled and tugged at the other party's clothes Sleeve, said, "Since you are stronger than me, go ahead, there is always a lot of commotion, why don't you hurry in and see what's going on."

Ye Zhiqiu's words did not mean that Rong Yu was impulsive. In fact, Rong Yu was much calmer than himself in dealing with things. These guards were also the first-class experts in Xiaoyaomen, but they had already discovered it when Ye Zhiqiu pushed the leaves away. They, however, did not take action for a long time, it is nothing more than the habit of plotting, they have long forgotten that they have the ability to take the initiative to attack, they always think that the prey is throwing themselves into a trap, and they are powerless to go down the mountain when they go back.

But they never expected that the Canglan Taoist sect, which doesn't care about common things, would have Yuanying monks come to visit, and they even became interested in this back mountain monster.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the cave, they covered their mouths and noses because of the stench that hit their faces. It is really hard to compare it with the rotten and filthy things in the mortal world, and it is more mixed with monsters that Ye Zhiqiu is relatively familiar with. Breath, this is a feeling that cannot be described by a single sense of smell. It is pervasive and disgusting.

For a person like Ye Zhiqiu who was once haunted by demons, it is even more uncomfortable to be in this place. If his mind is a little unstable, it may arouse evil thoughts in his heart.

The cave is extremely humid, and there will be water dripping from time to time, but the feeling of stepping on the ground is not slippery, but a very sticky feeling. Ye Zhiqiu has a cluster of flames in his palm, just about to illuminate the ground, when he heard the sound coming from the front. There was a deafening roar, like some kind of bound beast trying to break free from the chain, and there was a constant jingle, followed by fragmentary cries for mercy.

Ye Zhiqiu and Rong Yu looked at each other, and each held their own spirit swords. Rong Yu protected Ye Zhiqiu behind him, and the two hurried to the cave. In a strange way, the faint blue light illuminates each prison like a huge beehive, and in the middle is a giant humanoid beast bound by iron chains on the open ground.

Said a human shape, just because this monster still vaguely has a human face, but its red eyes can't look at one place at the same time. It opened its huge mouth, revealing greed in its grinning smile. An iron chain made of unknown material would embed deep marks on his skinless arm, Ye Zhiqiu avoided looking at the thick bones, and said with disgust: "Just like Huo Ming, he is already a demon seed." host body."

"Is it exactly the same?" Rong Yu raised his hand to cover Ye Zhiqiu's sight with his sleeve.

"Huo Ming still has a human form, this one should be refined for a longer time," Ye Zhiqiu looked at the prison on one side, and suddenly stretched out a hand stained with blood, which looked extraordinarily pale and oozing under the blue light. Man, one of the monster's eyeballs trembled suddenly, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the hand. As soon as Ye Zhiqiu heard the call for help, he immediately stepped forward with a sword, and said to Rong Yu, "Help me!"

Where did Rong Yu have the chance to hesitate, Ye Zhiqiu's nature is to do it when he says he wants to do it, and it's rare to remember to explain his intention clearly to him when he makes a move. Between them, he swung his sword and stabbed at the monster's hand.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't delay too much, he unlocked the door, and let out all the men and women inside. Seeing that someone was really rescued in the next cell, they all got up the courage to slap on the cell door, crying and shouting, making a fuss for a while. It made a ball, but it made the monster even more excited.

After another roar, a familiar seductive female voice appeared, "If I were you, I wouldn't open the prison door again."

"Xiangzhu?" Ye Zhiqiu turned to look at the woman in a wedding dress standing at the entrance of the cave.

"Oh, is this natural good looks ruined like this?" Xiangzhu caressed her chin, and suddenly swung her right hand forward, a whip that shone with red lightning suddenly wrapped around the neck of the person who fled first, she A pair of red eyes are seductive, and the voice is still delicate, "If it weren't for the Lord to send the message, I would almost not recognize you, handsome boy."

"Let him go!" Ye Zhiqiu yelled angrily when he saw that the person he had saved was about to be killed in an instant.

"Okay." Xiangzhu lifted his right hand lightly, and the whip was released, but at this moment, the dying man suddenly grabbed his face until it was bloody, turned around and violently attacked Ye Zhiqiu, and this Everything happened so suddenly that even the people around Ye Zhiqiu were completely changed, and he couldn't notice it immediately. Xiangzhu looked regretful and said coquettishly, "No wonder you are likable, do simple people think that everyone around them is simple? Hahaha, But that's no fun."

Ye Zhiqiu hurried back a few steps, in order to avoid the attacks of these living puppets, he had to retreat to another cell, only to hear a child behind him say: "Brother, be careful, save us."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the person with such an innocent and childlike voice grabbing his leg with red eyes. The greedy look on his face was truly terrifying. He said in a low voice, "Don't you know how to use a sword, or are you so simple that you expect me, a demon cultivator, to save you?"

Simple, simple, it's better to just call him stupid. Ye Zhiqiu really doesn't know how the magic cultivator who has only met a few times is familiar with him, as if he knows him well. Will you show mercy?

He looked at Rong Yu, who was still fighting with the demon's host body, but he met his eyes tacitly. Seeing that the other party nodded at him, Ye Zhiqiu immediately led the surrounding wood-type spiritual energy to gather, and he retreated all the way Dodging, until the sound of the wind whizzing in from the entrance of the cave, he stood still and focused, pinching formulas and chanting a spell. This was a spell he had only seen once before, but as long as Rong Yu believed in him, he would dare to give it a try.

There is a world of difference between the cultivation of the foundation and the Nascent Soul, and you can't be distracted by releasing the sustaining spells. But at this moment, there is Rong Yu here, and Ye Zhiqiu almost exhausted his energy to cast the falling leaf trap to the extreme. In an instant, the cave recovered. After calming down, the monster seemed to be unable to find its way. At a moment of stillness, Rong Yu swung his sword and chopped off its head, then turned around and trapped Xiangzhu in a fire prison, and said coldly: "What are you, how dare you?" Judging him."

"You guys!" Xiangzhu swung his whip towards the fire prison, but it was in vain, "Your cultivation level..."

"It seems to be above you," Rong Yu walked up to Ye Zhiqiu who was concentrating on controlling the leaves, held his wrist with one hand to adjust his spiritual power, and made a slight hook gesture with the other hand, asking, " Who is your master?"

"I don't know, the demon lord is invisible, and he only conveys orders to us through the power of thoughts." Xiangzhu said uncontrollably, his eyes were already flustered.

"What order did you convey?" Rong Yu moved his hand, and Xiangzhu replied honestly, "Collude with Yi Wuyou, control the Xiaoyaomen, refine the host body, and spread the devil seeds under the cover of Yanshu. Today's wedding banquet, There must be a commotion, let them go, take the opportunity to attract more guests, refine them into living puppets, and don't allow them to hurt..."

"Say!" Rong Yu hooked his hand again, only to see Xiang Zhu spat out a mouthful of blood, biting off his tongue and refusing to speak anymore, he snorted coldly and said, "You don't have to do that, I'm just here When you were eating with us, you planted a Gu worm, it’s hard to detect unless it’s awakened, and once it’s awakened, it can only live for half an hour, or do you mean that you don’t care much about this distraction?”

Now that the tongue is broken, of course he can't hear the truth, but he saw a man hurried in and shouted: "Xiangzhu, what's going on here, the whole wedding banquet heard what you said."

Isn't this person Yi Wuyou? When Rong Yu saw him intruding, he let go of Ye Zhiqiu's wrist without saying a word, and then gently embraced him. Once the supply of spiritual power was cut off, Ye Zhiqiu naturally leaned against him helplessly. On him, and those puppets who were tied up after losing control, instead of becoming puppets with broken strings like Ning Siwei back then, their eyes were red, and they even broke free from the prison, roaring and rushing towards Yi Wuyou.

Poshi Pill was refined by Rong Yu, and he is very familiar with its medicinal properties. The so-called improvement of combat power is just to overdraw the person who took the medicine. Now that the medicine has expired, it is the time when Yi Wuyou's body is the weakest. Rong Yu said softly to Ye Zhiqiu: "Revenge depends on others. It may not be enjoyable. Killing people depends on oneself. It is inevitable that karma will be tainted. Evil people will be punished by evil people. A witch will not cut off her tongue and let others have something to say."

Ye Zhiqiu said: "The one who transmits the sound is the hibiscus flower?"

Rong Yu nodded, raised his hand to cover Ye Zhiqiu's sight with his sleeve, and said, "Being eaten up by something he made himself may take away the hatred in your heart?"