Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

Just as Feng Yang was about to speak, he thought about the complexity of Ji Linchuan's situation, so he didn't know how to start.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Zhenjun Daoyan frowned slightly, and directly released his Mahayana stage spiritual consciousness to sweep away, only to find that there was no aura of Ji Linchuan in the tens of thousands of miles around Qingxiao Peak.

He snorted lightly, feeling very strange.Although his disciple is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, he has always respected his master. Every time he leaves the customs, he comes to wait for him immediately, but this time he has disappeared. Now that he has searched for a while, he is not in the Shangxuan Sect?

He turned his gaze to Feng Yang again, urging him to answer.

Feng Yang took a deep breath and said with a serious expression: "Master has been in seclusion for several years, I'm afraid I don't know about it. Brother Linchuan disappeared six years ago, and the soul lamp went out suddenly. I was shocked when I found out about this , I finally waited for you to break through and come out today, so I rushed to find you immediately."

"You said the Linchuan Soul Lamp has been extinguished?" Zhenjun Daoyan's expression was covered with frost, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand let out a long cry with a hint of anger, and said: "What happened? Tell me about it in detail."

Feng Yang continued to organize his words, and said: "Six years ago, Brother Linchuan went to the secret realm to try out alone in order to find a breakthrough opportunity, but was attacked by the demon cultivator during the tribulation, so that he was designed to fall into the demon realm." Pause After a while, he asked tentatively: "Master, I remember that brother once branded a spiritual imprint on you. I wonder if it has dissipated now?"

Feng Yang had his own reasons for asking this question.

The spiritual imprint is different from the soul lamp. What is lit on the soul lamp is the fire of the soul. Not only death, but also when the soul is forcibly cut off from the outside world, the soul lamp may also be extinguished; the spiritual imprint is different. It won't disappear either.

It's just that branding the spiritual imprint requires the assistance of someone very close, otherwise, if it is used by a traitor, it will cause great harm to its path. Therefore, among the Shangxuan Xianzong, only Zhenjun Daoyan has Ji Linchuan mental imprint.

Facing Feng Yang's anxious gaze, Zhenjun Daoyan said straight to the point: "It hasn't dissipated, he's still alive." A moment later, he added solemnly: "Someone has tampered with his soul."

A haze flashed across his handsome face.

Ji Linchuan was his disciple whom he had taken care of for decades, and even more... no matter what, he would never allow outsiders to do anything to him.

However, Feng Yang breathed a sigh of relief. With Zhenjun Daoyan's words, his previous guess was probably true.Ji Linchuan is not dead, and he is now Li Yuan.

After affirming this point, he quickly said: "I also think that senior brother will never die so easily. To be honest, I met a person when I went to the Nine Nethers Secret Realm before, whose figure was very similar to senior brother's imagination. It was found that the time of its appearance in Demon Realm was strange, it was three years after the senior brother disappeared."

Daoyan Zhenjun said: "Continue."

Feng Yang said his conjecture: "... I suspect that he is Senior Brother Linchuan. After several times of probing, I found that he seems to have lost part of his memory. Master, what do you think?"

Daoyan Zhenjun pondered for a moment and asked, "Who is that person?"

"It's Li Yuan, the disciple of Demon Venerable."

Feng Yang was careful when he said this.Ji Linchuan was the most cherished disciple of Daoyan Zhenjun, but now he may have become someone else's disciple. I am afraid that Daoyan Zhenjun will be furious.

And Zhenjun Daoyan was indeed angry, but not because of what Feng Yang guessed, but because after he mentioned the word Mozun, his eyes suddenly changed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "It turned out that he did it..."

He gritted his teeth and spat out a name: "——Gu Mingyuan!"

Feng Yang's heart was shocked.

Gu Mingyuan?The name of the demon king?

He was a little puzzled.Daoyan Zhenjun has always been indifferent by nature, and his state of mind is extremely firm. Except for the obvious closeness to Ji Linchuan, he usually acts indifferent and detached to many things, and it is almost difficult to see his emotional changes.Why did Caizhi immediately become furious and murderous when he heard the word Mozun just now?

Could it be that they had grudges in the past?

It's just that this is not the time for him to think about these things. The most urgent thing is to rescue Ji Linchuan from the demon master. Whether it is cultivating the demon or losing his memory, the master will always have a way to solve it.

So he asked again: "If Liyuan is Senior Brother Linchuan, I wonder what Master's plan is?"

Daoyan Zhenjun did not hesitate, and said: "You stay at Qingxiao Peak first." His face has returned to calm, his whole body is calm, his eyes are cold, and he said: "I am going to go to the Demon Realm as a teacher, and send your senior brother bring back."

Feng Yang was delighted when he heard the words, but also a little worried.The demon's strength is unfathomable. Although his master has broken through the late stage of Mahayana, he may not have a good chance of winning against the demon. Is it wrong to go directly without the slightest preparation?

But before he could say anything, Zhenjun Daoyan seemed to know what he was thinking, and said lightly: "Don't worry, just wait."

After saying that, he got up with his sword and galloped towards the Demon Realm, leaving Feng Yang standing there alone.

Daoyan Zhenjun stepped on the spirit sword, and his strength in the Mahayana period was fully urged, and the speed of the sword was lightning fast.The disciples of Shangxuanxianzong only felt a strong pressure passing through the air, and they disappeared before they saw it clearly.

Numerous elders were also alarmed, they realized that Master Yan knew about his disciple's death and he was going to the Demon Realm to seek justice, and all of them lamented the eagerness of his beloved disciple.

When Zhenjun Daoyan left the range of Shangxuanzong's guardian array, a white light suddenly flew from a distance and fell into his palm.

As if he had received some information, his complexion changed again and again, his cold eyes could no longer be maintained, full of shock and pain, he said in a hateful voice: "Gu Mingyuan...that's unreasonable!"

He didn't say any more, but Yu Jian's speed was a bit faster.

But in the distant Demon Realm, the Demon Lord suddenly felt a move in his heart, and looked towards the east.

Many Mahayana monks in the heaven and spirit world have a kind of intuition, and just now, the aura of a Mahayana monk in the east locked him from afar.

Dongfang... Shang Xuanxianzong?

He suddenly remembered that when Li Yuan was still that glamorous Taoist genius, there was a Mahayana master named Zhenjun Daoyan?

In fact, he doesn't know much about the current Mahayana monks, because he has been in the world for too long, and the Mahayana monks he knew either died or ascended, and disappeared in this world long ago.

And he doesn't need to know too much, because his strength is far beyond the reach of ordinary Mahayana monks.He had been besieged by several Mahayana monks before, and they were all cut by the sword, and he was simply vulnerable.

However, the ceremony is about to begin, and now there is no room for others to disturb it, let alone other variables.

After thinking about it, the Demon Lord directly ordered the three super sects of the Demon Realm to send monks to intercept them, and at the same time open the ancient magic formation in the Demon Palace, which is powerful enough to block the siege of dozens of Mahayana monks.

After doing all this, he began to wait.

Two days later, it will be the day of that person's sacrifice, and it will also be the end of his thousands of years of longing and pain.Success or failure is almost the last chance, Li Chen's life is coming to an end, and Li Yuan...

The Mozun stared at the long sword in his hand, his eyes dimmed.

After the ceremony, the sword is likely to be useless.

There was a trace of unbearable in his heart, but this unbearable was quickly covered by determination.He stroked the scabbard of the long sword for a moment, and suddenly wanted to leave one last thought, so he slowly pulled out the long sword, allowing Li Yuan to take human form again.

Instead of throwing the long sword on the ground to transform it like before, he gently held it in his arms.After Li Yuan broke away from the space of the scabbard, what he directly touched was the demon's chest, and Chiguo's skin rubbed against the demon's expectations, causing tremors.

Li Yuan subconsciously rubbed against Mozun's arms, a blush appeared on his face, and said softly, "Master."

With a thought in Mozun's mind, the scabbard on Li Yuan's side turned into clothes and put it on Li Yuan's body.He hugged the man, gently teasing the slender eyelashes with his fingertips, and the touch like a small brush passed over his heart.

He outlined Li Yuan's face over and over again, from the narrow eyes, to the tall nose bridge, the light thin lips, the pale and thin cheeks, until it lingered on the flawless white jade skin.

The person in front of him, he has obviously seen his body countless times without leaving any omissions, but every time he goes to look at it carefully, it is always full of incomparable novelty, as if he is searching for a secret And the beauty beyond the mundane always dazzles him.

Li Yuan's forbearing appearance, angry appearance, crying appearance, deep love bath appearance, and sinking pain appearance are all so vivid and seductive, making people want to destroy and break, but they can't help feeling pity.Even such a blank and numb expression is far more attractive than many beauties in this world.

If possible, he actually wanted to keep it by his side for a long time.

Mozun leaned over and kissed Li Yuan's thin lips, teasing his soft tongue until he was breathless, but he still didn't let go, but hugged him even tighter, as if he was embracing his own. The beloved is no longer as simple as an item.

The thin and flexible waist can feel an excellent touch even through the clothes.Mozun's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to gently scratch Li Yuan's waist.

Li Yuan's body had already been made quite sensitive by him, especially in such a position, he couldn't help trembling immediately, a few breaths came out of his mouth, and there were a few uncontrollable laughter.

Mozun looked at him, and saw that Li Yuan's eyes were a little distracted, and there was a slight curvature on his thin lips, which trembled more and more under his movements.He didn't dare to struggle, so he curled up in his arms.

This was the first time Mozun saw Li Yuan smiling.

Although it was just a forced instinctive reaction, Mozun was still stunned for a moment.

The curvature of Li Yuan's mouth was so small that it was almost imperceptible, but reflecting the crimson cheeks, bewildered eyes, and cold and pale face, it was as if the sky had suddenly broken and the ice had just melted, and it was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

It is almost impossible to imagine what this person would look like if he smiled sincerely.

Mozun sighed in his heart, he stopped his movements, let Li Yuan go, and turned his head away from looking at him.

There is no chance.

The things he has decided can never be changed, and now it is just the last tenderness.

In fact, he shouldn't have released Li Yuan again, it would only disturb his heart and make him restless.

He looked up at the sky, and dawn was gradually approaching.

One more day, another day, whether love or hate or longing, everything will come to an end.