I open an inn in the realm of comprehension

The convoy slowly went deep into the dark desert, crawling slowly like a snail, step by step, even though there was an ice formation inside the carriage, the dry heat outside would still seep into the carriage, and the heat would suffocate people. sleepy.

Xiao Minglou lay in his familiar embrace, the tingling pain in his head seemed to be much lighter, his consciousness was ups and downs, and he didn't know what happened outside.

He couldn't help laughing bitterly in his heart, since he became the scabbard of his natal sword, only when he was close to Qi Chang could his ailments all over his body be relieved.

Once the distance from the sword is too far, he will be beaten back to his original shape, which is not much better than the situation after falling off the cliff.

At the beginning, he also complained that he didn't know whether he survived the catastrophe or just started suffering.Xiao Feng, a swordsman who has always stood upright, held his sword to the end of the world, and never liked to rely on others, unexpectedly had to rely on the existence of others to continue his life one day.

The joke God made for him was too big.

But Xiao Minglou is a man of seven feet. He is not willing to succumb to his fate, and he is also somewhat young and energetic. He has never met Qi Chang in the past ten years.

——Since Sword Spirit already has a physical body, he is like a newborn baby. He should have his own life and should not be trapped by himself.The formation of Qi Chang's personality should be related to what he saw and heard, not imposed on him by others.

He also didn't want Qi Chang to think that his role was just a medicine, a medicine that could make him get out of the pain.

As a mortal, experiencing life, old age, sickness and death, grievances and hatreds, having such an experience, isn't it much better than staying by his side to practice?

So for ten years, Xiao Minglou sent Qi Chang to the Mortal Realm, but never interfered with his life, and just stayed in Yucheng, which is the closest to the Mortal Realm, to recuperate.

If Qi Chang embarks on the path of self-cultivation, they will meet each other sooner or later.If he is willing to stay in the mortal world, fall in love with an ordinary but kind mortal woman, and experience an ordinary and happy life, Xiao Minglou will silently bless him in Yucheng.

It's just that Xiao Minglou didn't expect that the seal in his body doomed Qi Chang not to be able to live a normal life. He would chase after the demon lord's residual aura and seal all the demon lord's remaining demonic energy to fulfill his unfulfilled destiny.

The demon master thought he was planning a strategy, and he had already left a way out before being sealed, but he didn't know that the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole, and even if the master had passed away, the demon master had no way out.

The Immortal Artifact Shangling Knife is made of Immortal Purification Stone, which can be called the nemesis of demons, so there are almost no traces of magic cultivators in the fairy world. Inferior.

The reason why Fu Daozi was able to become the No. 1 in the world of comprehension at the beginning, which made the monsters frightened, was partly because of the existence of this knife, which established the position of the head of the three great immortal sects.

Although the Shangling Dao was broken, he did not forget his mission, engraved the seal into Xiao Minglou's sword soul, and endowed Qi Chang with the physique of a pure magic stone.

This is also the reason why Qi Chang has a demon master who can absorb the demonic energy to repair himself, but at the same time can not be affected by the demonic energy and lose his heart.

If Meng Yu found out, his eyes would probably be bloodshot. His greatest wish in this life is to inherit the mantle of his master and become No. 1 in the immortal way, even surpassing Fu Daozi's achievement.

So he naturally disliked Xiao Minglou. Xiao Minglou had done almost everything he could do in his early years, exorcising demons and demons, and becoming the legend of the God of War in the Western Desert.

Xiao Minglou slowly withdrew his thoughts, and sighed again from the bottom of his heart.

How tough he used to be, now he is slapped in the face.It's so comfortable to be by Qi Chang's side, why bother to live the days when you are in so much pain that you can't sleep?

The sword and the scabbard should stay together, so why "make it difficult for the strong".

So these days Xiao Minglou has gradually become more open-minded. Not only did he wantonly sleep next to Qi Chang, he even dared to take risks in divination, entrusting everyone's safety to Qi Chang.

It was also because Ah Chou's cultivation had become more and more profound recently that he dared to take this risk.

In fact, Xiao Minglou chose to make calculations at this time, not because he was careful to take revenge on the flowers in the greenhouse, but since Su Ku appeared and persuaded them to come to the desert of death, Xiao Minglou felt a little uneasy in his heart.

After thinking about it carefully, Su Ku even sent the twins to help, which undoubtedly indicated that the trip was not easy.Although Xiao Minglou always likes to do things on a whim, but it doesn't mean he has no plans or even preparations.

On the contrary, his ability to become a genius is also inseparable from his carefulness.

The intuition of a cultivator usually has deep meaning, and Xiao Minglou will not miss the hints given to him by the Dao of Heaven.

The divination this time seems to have only one sentence, but in fact there are three pieces of information. It can be said that the sacrifice of the flowers in the greenhouse is still very worthwhile.

"... Strange, when it comes to acquaintances, why did I think of Shangling Dao and Meng Yu just now." Xiao Minglou rubbed his swollen forehead, muttered, and slipped into Qi Chang's arms in a daze. drill.

Qi Chang didn't hear what was said before, only heard the word Meng Yu behind, his arm holding Xiao Minglou froze, and his face darkened.

"Young Master, did you dream about Meng Yu?" Qi Chang's tone was inexplicably dangerous, and he looked down at Xiao Minglou who was rubbing his eyes, "What kind of dream is it?"

Xiao Minglou suddenly didn't realize the low pressure on Qi Chang's body, and flattened his mouth: "Nightmare, definitely a nightmare, really bad luck!" Whenever he thought of Meng Yu, he felt pain all over his body.

Back then, Meng Yu's attack was really ruthless, and he didn't let the water go at all.

Although Qi Chang was a bit apprehensive about Meng Yu being able to enter Xiao Minglou's dream, seeing Xiao Minglou's disgusted tone after waking up, his heart immediately became more balanced, and he thoughtfully helped Xiao Minglou tidy up his messy hair, whispering Said: "Shall I find you a grapefruit leaf to get rid of bad luck?"

Xiao Minglou was startled, and looked at him amusedly: "This is a desert, where do you go to find grapefruit trees?"

"There are no grapefruit trees, but there are grapefruit cakes. Would you like to eat some?" Qi Chang said, "I think the effect should be similar."

The grapefruit cake made by the chef of the Sea Inn is not as sweet and greasy as ordinary cakes. It is slightly sour and slightly bitter, but it complements each other.

Moreover, the orange pomelo produced in the Palace of Seven Emotions has the function of repairing meridians.Usually Xiao Minglou doesn't like to take medicine, so he has to coax it with sugar and cakes, but Dong Chuanyue said that he can't give him too much sugar, sugar will affect the absorption of the medicine.

Now Qi Chang thought of a better way, mixing the main medicinal ingredients into the cakes, not only allowing Xiao Minglou to eat the cakes, but also coaxing him to take the medicine.

Sure enough, when Xiao Minglou heard that there were pastries to eat, his eyes lit up a little: "Okay, I didn't expect you to secretly hide delicious ones, bring them quickly!"

With a smile in his eyes, Qi Chang took out the pastry, thinking that he finally did not study the recipes in vain, in order to make delicacies that satisfied Xiao Minglou's tongue, he did a lot of hard work on those cooks.

Xiao Minglou was smiling and biting the pastry, eating every mouthful happily, and it happened that the chipmunk demon was not in the carriage, so he didn't have to pretend to be weak anymore.

Until the plate of pastries was almost eaten, Xiao Minglou burped, and Wang Jun outside suddenly coughed forcefully to remind him.

Li Mo returned to the carriage amidst his coughing, and sighed dejectedly as soon as he got up: "Alas..."

"What's the matter? But it's not going well when you go out to check?" Wang Jun asked patiently.

Li Mo nodded, shook his head again, sighed and said, "I just went out and saw the emissary of the Demon Ancestor, who greeted him warmly all the way...but it wasn't for us."

Wang Jun thought to himself, isn't this normal? You have been driven to the ice field all year round and dare not go back. It is enough loyalty for you to remember someone like you.The owner of the camel caravan is so rich and mighty, he can't be offended at first glance. Isn't it reasonable to send people to greet him?

But he still comforted Li Mo and said: "Now that the ancestor is in the limelight, how many eyes are staring at him, if he only shows special to you, won't you become a thorn in the side of others?"

"That's true..." Li Mo also felt the same reason after thinking about it, and he couldn't help comforting himself, "Besides, we are just behind the convoy, and the envoy might also come to meet us along the way!"

Thinking about it this way, my mood suddenly became much smoother.

Wang Jun secretly wiped his sweat, deceiving himself and others that one day the truth will be slapped in the face, I hope he won't cry too badly by then.

After appeasing the chipmunk monster, Wang Jun looked back at Yu Qingyan again.

Since entering the desert, this irascible old man has spoken less and less, his expression is extremely solemn, and he often puts on a look of vigilance. When he wakes up at night, Wang Jun is almost scared to death by his piercing eyes .

This person must be too nervous, right?

Wang Jun shook his head, at least his boss, down to Yu Laosan, none of them was reliable, either they were talking about love, or they were too nervous, and they still had to rely on themselves at critical moments!

The convoy traveled in the long and wild sand for another full seven days, during which they were attacked by many monsters, but they were all easily blocked by the monster cultivators accompanying the convoy, not to mention chipmunk monsters, even Qi Chang had no chance to show off.

It can be seen that this convoy is not only rich and powerful, but the identity of the owner is mysterious, and even his subordinates are extraordinary.

Seven days later, everyone finally arrived in Yancheng.

To be precise, Yancheng is not a town, it should be called Yanzhou.This place is the only oasis in the Dead Dark Desert, where the monster races were born and multiplied, and tens of millions of monster races lived there.

The entire Yancheng is divided into three parts: the upper city, the middle city and the lower city.The upper city is located in the deepest part of the Dead Dark Desert, and it is also the place where the demon kings are entrenched, while the middle city is the place under the jurisdiction of the demon kings' capable generals. You can often see demon clans with higher cultivation levels, while low-status demon clans and a few The human race can only stay in the lower city, which is the farthest from the water source and the most barren.

With Li Mo's cultivation and status, he could only stay in the lower city, but because he followed the convoy into Yancheng and had invitations for a birthday banquet, he was taken to the middle city where the Shenshou Yaozu was in a daze.

The envoy arranged them in the hall of the birthday banquet. Although it was only a corner, it was much better than the open-air seats outside.

Li Mo was in a good mood at this moment, but when he heard the envoy read out the birthday gifts presented by various demon cultivators for the ancestors with the list of gifts, his face turned pale a little bit.

Those gifts often start with "Thousand Years" and "Ten Thousand Years". They are either the essence of heaven and earth, or magic weapons that are hard to find with a lot of money. A pair, but someone outside gave away a hundred pairs!

But in terms of beauty, Li Mo was still relieved, he took a sneak peek at Xiao Minglou, and felt that he was more beautiful, with a different demeanor from other coquettish sluts.

The chipmunk demon suddenly felt a chill on his back, thinking that there were too many ice cubes on the hall, and didn't notice Qi Chang's cold gaze for a while.

When it was Li Mo's turn, he carefully handed out his gift list to the envoy, and when he heard the envoy sing: "The demon cultivator Li Mo presents a pair of boys and girls, one of which is beautiful", the surrounding monsters sneered. Laughing.

"Just dare to show your hand..."

"Anyone dares to offer a gift..."

"How do the people below do things? Why hasn't he been invited down?"

Li Mo's face turned red, he didn't dare to speak, he lowered his head in embarrassment, and just wanted to wait for the people on the stage to nod, so that he could hurry down.

It didn't work out, and the people on the stage suddenly said: "Your gift is very good, send the stove to the deity's bedroom, treat me well."

Li Mo raised his head in surprise as if he had received an amnesty: "Thank you... I am very honored to be loved by the ancestor!"

At the same time, Xiao Minglou who was behind him also took a look at the stage, and saw the snake demon who claimed to be a god, whispering something to the people next to him, with a respectful expression on his face.

The man covered his face with gauze, only his eyes were exposed. According to the chipmunk demon's inquiries a few days ago, the image of this man was very similar to the legendary team owner.

And this person was looking at Xiao Minglou without blinking, his eyes seemed to be incredulous.

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