Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

There are nine domains and eighteen states in the Tianling Realm.

Among them, the nine domains are the realm of comprehension, and the eighteen states are under the jurisdiction of ordinary people.

The Demon Realm among the Nine Realms is located in the northwest of the mainland. It is a dark and confusing place. There are often demonic obstacles to confuse the mind, demon cultivators kill their lives, and other monks dare not enter, and they all avoid it for fear of not being able to.There are nine layers of demon realm, which spread from the inside out. In the realm, strength is respected, and life is balanced, so demon cultivators are bloodthirsty.

And the domain master of the Demon Realm is the only Mahayana demon cultivator in the whole world, living in the territory of Jiuchong, known as Demon Venerable.

In contrast, the five immortal sects located in the eastern part of the mainland, each occupying a territory, are powerful, but they can only stand against the Demon Realm in a balanced manner.There were also monks in the Mahayana period who tried to besiege the Demon Lord. Unexpectedly, the Demon Lord's cultivation had reached the extreme level, and in the end the besieging monks died two times and fled three times.

And the Taoist genius Ji Linchuan, who was born out of nowhere, was once hailed as the person most likely to grow up to be able to compete with the demon king in the past thousand years.

At this time, go to Xuanxianzong.

The slender and handsome young man stepped up the Xuantian steps leading to the Zongmen step by step. His blue and white Taoist robe was torn everywhere, his face was very pale and weak, and his expression could not hide his panic.

He staggered, adding a touch of affectionate temperament.

The disciple guarding the mountain noticed this person, and couldn't help being moved by his demeanor. He walked over and wanted to ask for help, but when he caught a glimpse of the jade pendant on his waist, his expression changed, and he took on a bit of sincerity: "This...Senior brother of the inner sect , are you injured right now? If there is anything my junior can help, please just ask me."

The young man looked up at him, his eyes were full of autumn water, and they became more and more pitiful.He grabbed the hand of the mountain guard disciple, and said urgently: "Please inform the head teacher as soon as possible, Brother Linchuan was attacked by the demon cultivator and has fallen into the demon realm... His life and death are unknown."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to let go of his burden, unable to support his body any longer, and fell straight down.

The mountain guard disciple had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and he lifted him up, and then he realized what he just said, and his face was solemn.

What he didn't see was that the handsome young man who was supported by him had an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

The news that Ji Linchuan disappeared in the Demon Realm, and possibly even has already passed away, quickly spread throughout the cultivation world.

Many monks couldn't help but sigh with sorrow, lamenting the passing of another proud man of heaven.And more young female cultivators who admired his peerless demeanor wept all day long and suppressed their joy.

But perhaps no one expected that Ji Linchuan not only survived, but was also forged into a magic weapon by his hit enemy, tortured from body to heart to the point of death, worse than the furnace toy that ordinary demon cultivators play with.

In the depths of the Demon Realm, the Blood Refining Pool.

The blood-smelling demonic energy shrouded it, and there was no one around, except for one person locked on the black stone pillar in the center of the pool.

The pitch-black chain bound his pale body tightly, and when he moved a little, there was a crackling sound.The man's face was as cold as dust, and under the slender eyelashes, the pupils that were as black as the long night were faintly bloodshot.

The pool of blood rolled, hot liquid flowed through, and strange lines emerged from the pale body, and the water from the pool of blood also seeped into the lines, causing the man to gasp in pain and depression.

After the Zihan Yuchi was cleaned that day, the Mozun locked Ji Linchuan here, calling it "punishment", but he disappeared without a trace.

It has been 81 days now.

Ji Linchuan's eyes were dazed and distracted, and his pure and thorough soul was gradually stained with fierce and brutal killing intentions under the erosion of blood, but the only sober mind seemed to have separated from this body, watching it sinking in the sea of ​​blood, but powerless break free.

Ji Linchuan felt that his life had been completely distorted from the moment he fell into the Demon Realm.

His life experience before he cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage can be called smooth.

The aptitude of the ice-type heavenly spirit root and the innate Taoist body, the indifferent and reticent personality, let him practice the Tao smoothly, break through the various realms and reach the Nascent Soul, with few bottlenecks at all.

He can often feel the deep expectations of the head of the Xuanxian Sect and the elders for him. He has also heard that the Xingluo Immortal Sect has made an extremely sensational order to him, and he knows that many disciples in the sect secretly call him "The man favored by destiny".

However, he didn't care much about all of this.

All he wanted in his life was nothing more than a word of Tao, and he would die without regret.But all kinds of fetters in the world are nothing more than responsibilities to him. Although there are concerns, they have never affected his heart for Taoism.

However, the world is impermanent, and once he enters the Demon Realm, he will no longer be a human being. The humiliation and bullying by the Demon Lord made him unable to maintain his previous state of mind, and his Taoist heart was dusted as a result.

In this way, the only way to survive is to kill the person who gave him such misery!

As Ji Linchuan thought about it, his desire to kill the demon became more and more serious, and the blood in his black pupils became even deeper.The blood pool chains were deeply embedded in the flesh, causing sharp pains one after another.

There were clear footsteps in my ears.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and vaguely saw a black figure standing by the pool, surrounded by pitch-black demonic energy, exuding pure evil.The man was holding something in his hand, which made him inexplicably afraid...

While he was in a trance, the man cast his scrutinizing and cold eyes over him, and the next moment, the tightly wound chains were slowly loosened.

"Come here." He heard Mozun say.

Ji Linchuan was unable to disobey the Demon Lord's order due to the restriction, but after a long time of soaking, his legs had already weakened, so he could only stand up with the help of the stone pillar, and staggered towards the Demon Lord.He fell down every few steps, and his knees were cut again and again by the fine and sharp sandstones at the bottom of the pool. It was extremely painful, but he couldn't stop.

In the end, he almost crawled ashore.

Mozun squinted at the body in front of him that was powerless and kneeling on the ground.

The pale and flawless skin and the loose black hair constituted a very strong visual impact.Blood water snaked down his body along the ends of the hair, and it complemented the bright red marks drawn by the chains, giving it a dilapidated and flirtatious beauty.And the most heart-moving thing is the moving appearance of those narrow and cold eyes, which are lost and out of focus in pain.

A natural beauty, it would be a pity not to be a furnace.

However, it is not bad to be a magic sword completely controlled by him.

Mozun thought casually, and evoked a cruel yet gentle smile. He looked down at the embarrassed man kneeling in front of him, and ordered: "Look up and look at me."

Even though Ji Linchuan was struggling in his heart, he had no choice but to obey his orders and raise his head.

But with just one glance, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"I'm giving you a gift," Mozun's voice was low and playful, "Take a look, do you like it?"

It was a scabbard.

Red stripes on a black background, gorgeous and exquisite, but full of magic.

With such a short distance, Ji Linchuan could even feel the close connection between him and his soul.To him, this scabbard is like a giant beast that chooses to devour people, which makes him feel a chill from the bottom of his heart in vain.

Mozun watched him resist, his voice became displeased, and he said coldly: "Why, it seems that you are not satisfied with this thing?"

He bent down and raised Ji Linchuan's chin, "Unfortunately, even if you are not satisfied, you can only keep it."

The scabbard was thrown in front of Ji Linchuan.

"Hold it up with both hands." Mozun ordered coldly.

Ji Linchuan lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before approaching the black scabbard reluctantly and holding it up with difficulty.

His cold eyes were almost closed in humiliation, and the pressure from the scabbard was so deep and heavy that it was hard for him to breathe, and his hands trembled slightly.

"You took my things, shouldn't you say something?" Mo Zun smiled half a smile.

Ji Linchuan lowered his head, his expression was unclear, and he was silent for a long while before he had to say in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, my lord, for the gift."

The Mozun smiled softly, and the laughter was mesmerizing, "You have learned a lot, and I have spent so many days teaching you, I should be rewarded." He reached out and tapped Ji Linchuan's forehead, his fingertips were icy cold , "What reward is good? - Well, I will reward you with a name."

Hearing this, Ji Linchuan could no longer maintain a submissive posture.Although he reminded himself repeatedly not to annoy the demon cultivator in front of him any more, and to escape until he relaxed his guard, what this man said really made people feel angry.

The name received from the parents is the basis for standing in this world, how can you change it with a single word, and call it "gifted"!

He raised his head, looked directly at the Demon Lord, and said word by word: "I already have my own name, my Lord doesn't need to bother to get it."

Unexpectedly, it was followed by Mozun's emotionless words, "My name?" His eyes were extremely cold, "I think, you still haven't figured out your identity, my... magic sword."

"Everything you owned disappeared when it was refined, and since then there has been no such person as Ji Linchuan in the world. And the only thing left in this world is a magic weapon infused with a lot of magic energy and used by me."

"What right do you have to refuse my naming?"

After the Mozun finished speaking indifferently, his thoughts moved slightly, and bloody lines appeared on Ji Linchuan's body.

The lines gave off a faint light, wrapping and binding him like ropes, and then started to swim around.The water in the blood pool remaining on his body was quickly sucked up by the pattern, and the surging black devil energy leaked from his body, covering Ji Linchuan's entire body.

And when the devilish energy dissipated, all that remained on the ground was a sword.

The body of the sword is slender and sharp, engraved with mysterious patterns that are mysterious but fit the Dao.The blade of the sword shone with a strange cold light under the moonlight, and the bloodthirsty devilish energy was concealed, which was extremely dangerous.

The Mozun stepped forward to pick up the long sword, stretched out his hand across the cold blade, and said to himself: "It is indeed a magic weapon refined from the sacrifice of the innate Dao body..." He was keenly aware of the power revealed on the sword. Unwilling and obsessed, he flicked the blade of the sword with his fingers, "Unfortunately, I haven't completely surrendered to me yet, and I need to sharpen it again."

He also picked up the scabbard, and buckled the trembling long sword into the scabbard with his backhand.

The runes on the scabbard glowed dimly.

The vibration of the long sword seemed to be strangled by something, and it calmed down strangely.

"The next time I release it, I'm sure I can be more obedient and obedient..."