Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

The Moxiu's eyes were pitch-black, his face was pale, and he seemed to be wounded, but his aura was still as deep as an abyss.He held a broken sword in his hand, and blood dripped down his fingertips, but he didn't care, he just walked straight to Qingxiao Peak.

Ling Yuchen looked at him with doubts in his heart.

The Great Formation of Shangxuan Xianzong's Protector can discriminate the demonic energy, and it is difficult for ordinary demon cultivators to mix in. Why did the person in front of him come here so swaggeringly, why didn't he touch the formation at all?

Moreover, the aura on his body was extremely powerful, no weaker than the Zhenjun Daoyan that Ling Yuchen had seen.

In this world, which demon cultivator can have such power?

Almost instantly, a name flashed in Ling Yuchen's mind.

—— Demon Lord!

That's right, Ji Linchuan escaped from the Mozun, and now the Mozun is chasing here, he must want to take Ji Linchuan back to the Demon Realm again!

Thinking of this, Ling Yuchen could no longer keep calm, and looked at Mozun warily.It was this person who forced Ji Linchuan to fall into the devil's way, which is unforgivable.

However, Mozun didn't care about Ling Yuchen's hostility towards him, but held the magic sword in his hand even tighter, letting the blade sink into his palm, only wanting to enter Qingxiao Peak, find Ji Yingchi and ask Ji Linchuan's life and death.

Ling Yuchen's thoughts changed sharply.Ji Linchuan's strength has not yet recovered, even if he is protected by Zhenjun Daoyan, he may suffer a loss if he encounters Mozun.Never let him in!

After thinking for a moment, he shouted directly: "Stop!"

Mozun paused in his forward steps. He raised his eyes to glance at Ling Yuchen who was standing in front of him, and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

Ling Yuchen didn't move, just said: "Moxiu shouldn't set foot on Xuanxianzong."

Mozun said expressionlessly: "I'll say it again, get out of the way." Seeing that Ling Yuchen was still stuck in place, he mercilessly slapped Ling Yuchen back dozens of steps and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Yuchen stabilized his figure, there was no fear in his eyes, only disgust for the Demon Lord.He wiped the blood off his lips, took out a fairy talisman from the storage ring, and secretly poured spiritual power into it.

As a descendant of the two Sword Immortals of the Powan Sword Sect, he has three Immortal Talismans given by his close relatives in his hands, which can withstand the full blow of a real immortal after being aroused.He was already extremely dissatisfied with the Demon Venerable, and seeing that he was about to hurt Ji Linchuan again, he couldn't suppress his anger any longer, and directly threw a fairy talisman at the Demon Venerable.

His idea is very simple, even if he can't behead the Demon Venerable on the spot, he must be severely injured, and then attract people from the sect to completely eliminate this person!

Mozun didn't notice Ling Yuchen's actions at first, and in his eyes, this little Nascent Soul Sword was no better than an ant.However, in the next second, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill rose from behind.

That was a shocking sword light!

The sword light seemed to have surpassed the limitation of space and time, and it had already reached the Demon Venerable the moment it was emitted.The terrifying sword energy covered everything, and he only had time to raise his hand to resist before he was swallowed by the sword light.

Seeing this, Ling Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief, and finally couldn't support his body, and fell to the ground.

When the sword light faded away completely, Mozun's figure was revealed again.

He knelt on the ground on one knee, covered his mouth and coughed lowly, blood flowed from between his fingers, staining the front of his clothes red, it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

If it was an ordinary Mahayana cultivator, he might have been wiped out by this blow, but the Demon Lord's strength is obviously more than that. Although this sword light is strong, it should have only caused him minor injuries.It was only three years ago that the injuries he suffered during the Heavenly Tribulation had never healed, and now that the injuries were compounded, he was temporarily out of breath.

For the first time, Mozun's eyes showed strong anger, but it was not because he cared about his own injuries, but because of the magic sword in his hand—when he was struck by the sword light just now, although he tried his best to protect him, he still couldn't dodge in time. Let a few more gaps be added on the magic sword, making it even more dilapidated.

This is the last possession left by that person in this world, and he will never allow anyone to destroy it, and anyone who damages it will have to pay the price!

He wanted Ling Yuchen to disappear completely from this world.

Mozun directly blocked Ling Yuchen's movements, and he would not give him a second chance to use the fairy talisman.

Immediately, strong demonic energy gathered by his hand, condensed into chains and attacked forward, trying to smash Ling Yuchen into pieces!

But in the middle of the journey, he collided violently with a bright sword light, and then collapsed and disappeared.Mozun's eyes fixed, and he saw Zhenjun Daoyan's robes fluttering down, standing in front of Ling Yuchen.

"You..." Mozun said hoarsely.

"Gu Mingyuan," Daoyan Zhenjun's voice was cold, he gave Ling Yuchen a trace of true energy to stabilize his injury, and said coldly, "It's better not to be too presumptuous in front of me."

The Demon Lord was silent.Just now it was clear that Ling Yuchen attacked first, and he just fought back, but after all, he had something to ask for, so it was hard to refute, so he could only endure the momentary anger.

Therefore, he put his hand down and said calmly: "For your sake, I will spare his life."

Daoyan Zhenjun snorted lightly, then looked at him lightly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Mozun didn't blink, looked straight at him and said, "I just have some doubts. After the catastrophe that day, you said that Linchuan's soul has dissipated." He narrowed his eyes, "So, can you take him away?" The spiritual imprint of my view?"

Daoyan Zhenjun's tone was displeased, and said: "Didn't I say that the spiritual imprint has been broken?"

Even so, at that time, it was indeed just perfunctory words of the Demon Lord, Ji Linchuan was not dead, and the real spiritual imprint had long been placed in a place shielded by heavenly secrets, and no one was allowed to approach.

Mozun asked this now, probably already had doubts.

Zhenjun Daoyan looked up at the sky, and suddenly said: "Forget it, you come with me." After saying that, he returned directly to the formation.

There is no way to hide the secrets outside the formation, and many things are not easy to talk about, but there are no such worries inside the formation, and the strength of the Demon Lord can be suppressed to a minimum, why not?I believe that with the obsession of the Demon Lord, he will not be afraid of such threats.

Sure enough, Mozun did not hesitate, and followed him into Qingxiao Peak.

The two stood still at the top of the peak, and Zhenjun Daoyan spoke again: "I have already said before, you killed that man with your own hands, so why deceive yourself until now?"

Mozun said: "I don't believe it."

Daoyan Zhenjun asked back: "Why should I lie to you?"

Mozun was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "That day the Nine Nether Reincarnation Lotus recalled that person's real soul, was it?" His tone was firm, and he looked deeply into Daoyan Zhenjun's eyes, "Tell me , where did Linchuan's soul go?"

Regarding this, Zhenjun Daoyan only said: "This is just your delusional thought, he is already dead."

Mozun's fist tightened, killing thoughts suddenly arose in his heart, but he suppressed it with difficulty, and said solemnly: "Let's not mention this matter for now, can you tell me now, how did that person survive 5000 years ago? "

Daoyan Zhenjun glanced at him with a sarcasm, and said: "You don't deserve to know about this."

"I don't deserve it?" Demon Venerable laughed angrily, and said, "I have been traveling for thousands of years just to resurrect that person. Now that everything is empty, I should have the right to know everything, right?"

Daoyan Zhenjun sneered: "Then don't forget, who is the person who brought everything to this situation?"

The Mozun fell silent, with negative emotions surging in his eyes, like a trapped animal on the verge of extinction.After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "...Brother, I count on you as my request."

He had never begged for help in his life, and he hated begging for help the most, but for Ji Linchuan, he finally put down his figure.

Zhenjun Daoyan saw his mannerisms, but turned his eyes away.

As a fellow disciple, he understands the temperament of the Demon Venerable, knowing that it is not easy for him to be able to do this.But he still didn't want to change his words, he just said: "Junior brother, please go back. Don't blame me for not reminding you, the sect has already noticed the movement here, if you don't want to directly confront the sect guards and fall here, then leave quickly .”

There was no panic on Mozun's face when facing a crisis, he just said solemnly: "If I don't get news from that person today, I will never leave here unless..."

A trace of suppressed pain flashed in his deep eyes, "Unless, you can really prove that that person is dead."

Daoyan Zhenjun suddenly felt that this person was a little ridiculous.Don't want to face everything calmly, always try to recover after losing, why didn't you know how to treat it well?

He couldn't help but continue to taunt: "If he is not dead, what can you do? Pull him back to Demon Realm and do whatever you want?"

Mozun was poked in the sore spot by him, and said in a hoarse voice, "No, I will make it up to him."

"Compensation?" Zhenjun Daoyan sneered, "You ruined his life, how can you compensate?"

Zhenjun Daoyan's words pierced his heart like a thin needle.Yes, how to compensate?He committed an unforgivable crime against that person and trampled his dignity under his feet. I am afraid that he has already been hated by that person, so there is no way to make up for it.

——But only compensation can relieve his guilty heart.

Mozun finally tasted the bitter fruit he planted.He was silent for a long time before speaking again, with an extremely low voice: "I swear by my soul, I will give up everything in this world to help Ji Linchuan break through the boundary and soar, and I will never harm him. If you violate this oath, your soul will fly away immediately. Into reincarnation."

This is already an extremely vicious oath.

Daoyan Zhenjun was slightly moved, until now he finally believed that this person had really repented.

——But, it was too late.

He thought of Ji Linchuan's subconsciously stiff body when he hugged and even touched him, and the undetectable self-loathing in Ji Linchuan's eyes, and he felt a dull pain in his heart, and he couldn't forgive him at all when he faced the culprit, the Mozun.

He ignored Mozun's words and just remained silent.

The Mozun's eyes were dark.He has been in the Demon Realm for several years, and he has always been the only one who obeys his orders. He never thought that there would be a time to ask for it today... But, that doesn't matter.He desperately wanted to see Ji Linchuan, even if he resented him and hated him, he would never fall in love with him again.

It was he who owed that person, and he deserved such retribution to redeem his sins.But, no matter what, he didn't want that person to leave him completely.

At the same time, there is another place in Qingxiao Peak.

When Ji Linchuan arrived at Mozun, he was informed by Zhenjun Daoyan and returned to his cave.

However, even though the surrounding furnishings are so familiar, he can't cultivate with peace of mind at all.Whenever the method of refining the gods was used, the demons and distracting thoughts that were several times stronger than before would emerge one by one, making him wake up in cold sweat again and again.

He lowered his eyes, his body still trembling slightly from fear and anger.

This is not the way to go.

There are some things that he has to face in person.

He thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind, came out of the cave, and went straight to the top of Qingxiao Peak.

The robe he was wearing was still loose, making him thinner against the boy's figure, but his expression was quite calm, so calm that it was almost indifferent.

Zhenjun Daoyan sighed slightly when he sensed the movements of his disciples.He didn't want Ji Linchuan to confront the Mozun too early, but he respected Ji Linchuan's decision and would not stop him.

Besides, with him by his side, Mo Zun would not dare to mess around.

Mozun is still trying to get Zhenjun Daoyan to tell the truth, using both soft and hard methods, intimidating and luring, but Zhenjun Daoyan remains unmoved, but suddenly feels a strange breath approaching, Mozun sweeps away his consciousness, and sees a The thin young man in ordinary clothes couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

The soul fluctuations on the young man were very ethereal, as if covered by something.

And Zhenjun Daoyan, who had been ignoring him all this time, suddenly softened his expression, and called: "Disciple, come here."

The young man came to Zhenjun Daoyan, and was immediately pulled into his arms by his hand.He didn't struggle to resist at all, he just shouted in a low voice: "Master."

Daoyan Zhenjun gently stroked the top of the boy's hair, his voice was no longer indifferent as when he was talking to the demon king, but with a hint of concern: "Why are you here?"

The young man didn't answer, he just tilted his head to meet the Demon Lord's gaze.

The boy's face was unfamiliar, but his eyes were familiar.

Indifferent, cold, like the unmelting ice and snow on the top of a snow mountain, but with a few traces of deep hatred.

—hatred for him.

Mozun suddenly couldn't say anything.His face remained motionless, but the guilt, remorse and love accumulated in his heart for several years seemed to have finally found a direction to pour out and flow freely.

is it you?

Linchuan.

...My Linchuan.

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