After the demon king failed to beg for death

It was precisely because of this scene in Liulizhu that Li Chen was punished by various sects.

All kinds of words that could be smeared were used almost once, as if he was such a heinous and devoid of humanity.

Li Chen didn't care, but Fu Ling did.

It doesn't matter if you slander yourself, he can accept any words, but you can't slander the one you love.

Back then at Xuantianzong's demon-elimination conference, he tried to explain it, and even almost succeeded, but was interrupted by Li Chen halfway, not only confirming the fact that he killed someone, but also letting the whole cultivation world know He has an unclear relationship with Li Chen.

This is not the point he cares about, the point is that Li Chen should not be wronged.

Obviously it is to eliminate demons and defend the way, but insisting on being said to have killed innocent people indiscriminately is simply unreasonable.

As soon as Fu Ling's words fell, everyone looked at the picture in the glass beads again.

There are not many pictures recorded by this glazed bead, only the scene of Fu Ling wearing a mask waving his sleeves to kill people, and the tall man beside him.

But because the sky was too dark, I could only see a man and the mask on Fu Ling's face, the rest was not very clear at all.

I don't know how many people have seen this glazed bead, but no one has studied it. Why do these people persevere in walking towards these two people.

Fu Ling raised his hand to freeze the picture.

"The sky is too dark. We judged that this is the Demon Lord just by a mask, so let's treat him as that for the time being. If it is really him, do we need to kill these ordinary people one by one like this?"

"Even if you can't see the faces of these people, you can at least notice the movements of these villagers."

"Fellow daoists, don't you see anything?"

Fu Ling's words attracted everyone's attention to those villagers.

As soon as the colored glaze beads came out, everyone was busy hunting down the Demon Lord Li Chen, and no one got to the bottom of his purpose of massacring the village.

This was just an excuse to attack the Demon Cult. Everyone was thinking about how to defeat Li Chen, so how could anyone notice the vision of these villagers.

But looking at it now, this scene is really unusual.

Ordinary people are all busy running away when they see Killing Tu Village, but these people are persevering in rushing forward to seek death.

It's as if... was controlled, or... these villagers are no longer human.

Zhao Qicheng had received help from Fu Ling before, and at this moment he never thought that the person in front of him was mainly to avenge the demon king.

He took the lead and said: "These villagers look... they are similar to the behavior of the demon corpse."

Everyone already had some guesses in their minds, but none of the people who participated in the Xuantianzong's Demon Elimination Conference had ever spoken up. If this was the case, then they had wronged Li Chen back then.

How dare you say such a public slap in the face.

But the Xingyue Sect was different. The Xingyue Sect didn't participate at all last time, and never participated in the crusade against the Demon Lord. Zhao Qicheng's words could be regarded as invisibly proving the Demon Lord's innocence.

Fu Ling smiled at Zhao Qicheng, then turned to look at Xiao Yunyi who was standing aside: "I don't know what Sect Master Xiao thinks, but the poor monk also wants to ask Sect Master Xiao's opinion."

Who wouldn't do it.

Xiao Yunyi couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, he just looked up at the scene in mid-air that he had seen countless times.

Fu Ling took a step closer: "Sect Master Xiao?"

Xiao Yunyi finally opened his mouth and said: "What the master said is indeed suspicious. Even if the demon boss killed the demon corpse, what can that prove?"

That's right, even if he killed a demon corpse, what could prove it?

"stupid."

Li Chen, who had been sitting without saying a word, made people speechless when he opened his mouth.

Fu Ling also felt stupid, but he didn't want to say this in front of his face.

Bi Zeyu has been looking at Fu Ling all the time, and feels that the master at this moment has an indescribable feeling, as if people can't look away.

He thought about what Fu Ling said before, stood up suddenly, saluted, and said: "I understand, this demon king killed people before the demon corpse broke out, so can it be speculated that this small village might be the demon corpse?" The place where the eruption first started, as long as we know the location of this village, we can find the place where the magic energy first appeared."

After Bi Zeyu finished speaking, he realized that everyone was staring at him. Although he had a flamboyant personality, he was only in the Xuantian Sect, and the one sitting at this moment was the representative of the top ten sects. Seeing this, he unconsciously Just a little hot.

Li Chen gave a comment: "It's not too stupid."

The implication is that everyone here is really stupid.

These words are particularly offensive, and everyone's complexions are not very good-looking.

However, Patriarch Youming is famous and powerful, and most people dare not offend him, so they can only hold their anger in their stomachs.

Fu Ling put away the glazed beads and looked at Xiao Yunyi: "Sect Master Xiao, do you understand what the poor monk means?"

"If this small village is really the original origin of the demon corpse, then as long as you find this place, wouldn't that be enough?"

"But it is said that the village has been burned down, and there is no residue left. How can I find out?"

"The world of comprehension is so big, and there is no special sign for such an inconspicuous village. It is really hard to find."

Everyone just saw a clue, and fell into another predicament.

Xiao Yunyi squinted his eyes and looked at Fu Ling for a long time before saying: "No need to check, I know where this place is?"

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows: "Sect Master Xiao knows?"

Xiao Yunyi withdrew his gaze, bypassed Fu Ling, walked to the top seat and sat down: "This is a village at the foot of Tianhuo Pavilion Mountain. After the accident, there happened to be a disciple of my sect working near there, so I met him."

"Skyfire Pavilion? Is it the Skyfire Pavilion again?"

"Could it be that these demon corpses were made by Tianhuo Pavilion, this...how is this possible?"

"It's not impossible. Tianhuo Pavilion can even do things like harming fellow Taoists. Maybe this time, Tianhuo Pavilion did it."

"You can't say that. Although it is near the Tianhuo Pavilion, it can't prove that it was made by the Tianhuo Pavilion. Can Tiansalan have such an ability?"

Fu Ling was tired from standing, and sat back in his seat. He bent over and took the cup in front of Li Chen's eyes, and drank the tea in it in one gulp, his movements were extremely natural.

Bi Zeyu looked around with some guilt, but fortunately, everyone's eyes were not on this.

He is really too tired...

After Fu Ling finished drinking the tea, he reminded at the right time: "The Tianhuo Pavilion is near the Valley of the Underworld. I wonder if you have ever been to the Valley of the Underworld?"

As soon as the Nether Valley was mentioned, everyone's expressions changed drastically. It was a place that all monks were unwilling to set foot on.

The legends of Nether Valley are full of strange things.

There have been many people who broke into the Valley of the Underworld to investigate, but without exception, all of these people were folded in the Valley of the Underworld, and none of them survived. Since then, it has become a forbidden area.

In addition, several decades ago, Demon Lord Li Chen slaughtered 120 righteous monks in the Valley of the Abyss. Since then, there have been frequent howls from the Valley of the Abyss. Find out.

Zhao Qicheng was already very old, and when he heard Fu Ling mentioning the Valley of the Underworld, he suddenly remembered that he had seen a legend about the Valley of the Underworld in Zongmen Library Pavilion.

He thought for a while and stood up.

"Fellow daoists, when the demonic corpses erupted, in order to investigate the demonic energy, I searched for books in the library for three days and three nights, and finally found a biography about the demonic energy. It is unknown whether it is true or not, but Now that I think about it, there are still some connections.”

"What biography? Zongzhu Zhao, please tell me quickly, if this demon corpse is not removed for a day, it will be a disaster in the end."

Zhao Qicheng simply walked to the center of the hall and said slowly.

"The book introduces that thousands of years ago, there was an earth-shattering battle between the human world and the demon world. Corpses were scattered all over the field and blood flowed into rivers. Later, with the power of all monks, the monsters were driven back to the demon world. I can sacrifice myself as a seal to seal the entrance of the Demon Realm, and no monsters will appear again for a thousand years."

"And according to the book, the place where the Demon Realm is sealed is the bottom of the Abyss Valley."

The thing that happened thousands of years ago has already been rumored several times. The oldest person here is Zhao Qicheng, who is over 500 years old this year, and his cultivation has only reached the out-of-body stage. Go through the cycle of life and death.

Others have never heard of this legend.

Back then, Fu Ling was able to know that it was purely a coincidence, a mistake.

And now, this past story about Nether Valley has finally been revealed again.

"Is this Nether Valley the entrance to the Demon Realm?"

"This...how come I've never heard of it before."

"Thousands of years have passed. Could it be that the seal has loosened? That's why the magic energy leaked out again."

"I've also heard my master talk about the Demon Realm, but I always thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect it to really exist."

"I've also heard of it, and the monsters in the Demon Realm are extremely powerful. As long as you touch it, you will be infected. When I was a child, I listened to it as a story. If it really exists...wouldn't it be bad."

Zhao Qicheng's words surprised everyone, and there was a lot of discussion, but Xiao Yunyi, who was sitting at the top, changed his face for some reason, as if he remembered something.

He stood up suddenly, his lips trembled slightly, and he tried his best to stabilize his emotions, and said in a low voice: "I don't know if you all remember the previous Demon Venerable Fu Ling?"

"??? Cough cough cough..."

Hearing his name suddenly, Fu Ling choked in his throat with a sip of water.

Well done, when it comes to what he does, hasn't he been dead for 120 years?

Is Xiao Yunyi planning to discredit him again?

Fu Ling was still coughing, a big hand patted his back, and gentle words came from his ears.

"How grown up, drink slowly."

The effect of Li Chen's words was no less than that of everyone hearing the word Fu Ling.

This Nether Patriarch...is there still a time when he is so gentle?

For a moment, everyone didn't know whether to be amazed at the Demon Venerable Fu Ling that Xiao Yunyi said, or the expression and words of Patriarch Youming at this time.

Either way it's shocking.

Xiao Yunyi didn't care what other people thought.

He seemed to have lost all his poise and self-control in an instant, and he staggered off his seat.

"I don't know if everyone remembers that Demon Venerable Fu Ling once entered the Nether Abyss alone and came out alive, but after he came out of the Nether Abyss, he disappeared for a while."

None of the people present were young disciples, so naturally they couldn't forget the fear of being harmed by Fu Ling back then.

It was a past event that I didn't want to be mentioned, and it was also a very shameful past event.

So when they learned of Fu Ling's death, many sects cheered and celebrated, and finally there was no harm.

The deputy suzerain of the Sky Spider Clan wondered: "This demon has been dead for 120 years, so does this have anything to do with him?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Fu Ling: speak ill of me in front of my face

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