I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

Fang Qinghong's heart was turbulent, and he almost couldn't wait to pull someone to ask: "That priest...how should he be called?"

The status of priests has not been low in history, and it can even be said to be a transcendent existence.Therefore, except for the tribal alliance stage of the Jiuli tribe led by Chi You in the past, the seat of high priest has never been set up in later generations of Demon Realm.

According to the ancient standards, the candidates for the high priest must be talented and have inherited excellent psychic ability-for the tribal period, the person who held the position of high priest would also be called a "witch".

As we all know, the ancient great witch communicated with the world, listened to the words of the gods and the voice of the great way, and guided the tribe to prosperity.

Under the above circumstances, they must also have noble bloodlines, and they must not accept their fate if they are not directly related to the Jiang family.

In short, after the Great Desolation, it is very difficult to give birth to such a person again.

Moxiu, who was held back by Fang Qinghong, looked puzzled, looked him up and down for a moment, as if saying why you don't even know this.

However, the Demon Realm, like the Five Realms, has one thing in common—the Demon Cultivators are aggressive, their cultivation methods are also fierce and domineering, they often absorb magic pills, and their whole body is cultivated, but no matter whether they win or lose, they will need a period of rest time.

The injured person needs to retreat to recuperate, and the winner also needs to retreat to digest the magic pill dug out of the opponent's body.And in view of the customs of killing people to seize treasures and taking advantage of your illness, which is a common practice in the Demon Realm, the retreat site must be hidden.

Furthermore, the low-level monsters that have evolved spiritual awareness, transform into human form after being cultivated, and become high-level existences that everyone avoids when encountering adults. They also need to learn the knowledge of natural society to better integrate into it.

So almost every year, a batch of magic cultivators who are ignorant of the world spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain.

Under such a big environment, Fang Qinghong's 'ignorance' does not seem so abrupt.

The demon frowned, and said in a bad tone: "What do you mean? It's fine to just call him sir, you still want to call him by his name?"

Fang Qinghong ignored the other party's "Are you worthy" look in his eyes, and changed his angle to save the country: "Jiuli... our military master was so brave that many foreigners came to surrender, so... now this high priest, really Is it a descendant of the military master?"

While speaking, he deliberately put on a ignorant and ignorant expression.

Seeing Moxiu's hair straightened, and being terrified by his ignorant words, he shook off his hand and stepped back: "Yes, yes, stay away from me, you bastard, I don't want to be killed by you. "

Fang Qinghong and He Tiantian glanced at each other, and they both saw surprise from the bottom of each other's eyes—is it really the same surname as Chi You? !

Doesn't that mean that the blood of the Jiuli people has never been cut off from ancient times to the present? ?

But the roots of the Huangdi Xuanyuan clan and the Yandi Jiang clan were cut off in the last years of the prehistoric times.

In this battle of ancient times, the victor was wiped out, and the loser survived. Under the trial of time, who can tell who will win and who will lose?

A trace of melancholy suddenly rose in Fang Qinghong's heart.

That day, relying on Fang Qinghong's swindling and He Tiantian's robbing the rich to help the poor, the two finally searched for some magic stones to live and work in the Demon Realm from the demon cultivators who had taken advantage of their conscience.

Corresponding to spirit stones, magic stones are also divided into upper, middle and lower grades, but without the five elements, they are simply crystals formed by the condensation of magic breath.

The two of them took the money and bought some magic tools and miscellaneous things at the Moxiu market, which Fang Qinghong thought would be useful in the future.

Strolling down, it was the night when the city gates were closed—it was said to be night, but in fact, in the Demon Realm, there was no change in the sky at all, and all places were counted by magic tools to match the time of the Five Realms.

There is no sun, no stars and no moon in this place all the year round, and there is no one to sing the wind and play the moon, so it can be said that there is no interest at all.

Fang Qinghong sighed, it's no wonder all the demon cultivators don't know about love and moon, they only know about expansion and fighting.In this ecological environment, they are not allowed to have any romantic feelings.

Recalling the reunion with Helianjue Demon Palace back then, although the other party refused to leave the Demon Realm, before the young man was about to leave, while he was not paying attention, he turned him over with medicine and pressed him on the bed.

I don't know where she got this weird thing. It is said that it is a liquid secreted by a monster. Anyone who comes has to kneel.

Fang Qinghong was in a cold sweat at that time, He Lianjue was more straightforward than Shen Ke who took off his clothes and said that he wanted to fuck him, and said that he wanted a descendant with his blood, since there is no chance to meet each other in this life, he wants a Children are not too much, right?

The expression of her raised eyebrows made Fang Qinghong believe that she really didn't think there was anything wrong with her.

If it wasn't for Fang Qinghong's strong desire to survive to break through his limit, maybe when he returns to the Demon Palace, there will be a scene where father and son recognize each other.

It's hard to think about it.

This matter was as embarrassing as Shen Ke's that time, so he never said it outside, and when he was about to run away, He Lianjue cried... cried...

Fang Qinghong looked up to the sky and sighed, and finally turned back helplessly, sitting on the side of the bed and handing her a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

The man rubbed him and said, "You too, why are you so overwhelmed, not to mention that it is very difficult to have any more children in our realm—"

He Lianjue's pear-blossoming rainy face poked out from between the tulle, interrupting him: "No, the mucus of enchanted beasts not only has the effect of aphrodisiac, but also their strong reproductive ability will also affect high It is easier to obtain an heir if you are a monk. This is how my father let my mother conceive me."

Fang Qinghong: ...

He Lianjue, who had recovered his previous vigor, once again raised his head and said, "I am the future master of the Demon Realm. What's wrong with multiplying and maintaining the ruling power of the Helian family? Choose a good father body to ensure that the future generations is excellent, and since I can be with any genius, why can't I choose you?"

"Miss," seeing the ignorance in her eyes, Fang Qinghong slumped his shoulders: "Oh, forget it, you grew up in the Demon Realm after all. However, you still have to be with your Taoist companion when it comes to having children. done."

He Lianjue was silent, she knew all about it, it was precisely because she knew that they were destined not to be Taoist couples that she wanted a child.

At that time, Fang Qinghong was weeping silently in his heart: Although, he was the one who almost lost his virginity.This one or two, can you ask his opinion when you mess around.

"Hey, what's so good about the Peach Blossom Sword? It's still our enemy."

"Who says it's not, the bloodline of the soldier master and the master of the Demon Realm are created in heaven!"

"It doesn't matter if you are born with a Taoist child, I support the lord and the priest to be together."

A faint voice came from a passing restaurant.

He Tiantian: ...

Fang Qinghong: ...

He Tiantian: "Brother..."

Fang Qinghong: "Let them go, don't take it too seriously."

He Tiantian was silent for a moment, and said, "Since the reunion, I feel that my brother has changed quite a lot."

Fang Qinghong blinked: "So?"

He Tiantian turned his head to look at him: "When you heard such things before, you would definitely get angry, and your personality is not as calm as it is now. In the past, we sneaked down the mountain, but we did a lot of things that made the teachers and uncles very upset. But now ...Sometimes it feels strange and distant.”

"Haha, only when you get better can you protect you." The young man patted her on the head, showing a smile He Tiantian was all too familiar with.

"Don't worry, senior brother assures you, although some things have changed, some things will never change."

He Tiantian was startled for a moment, then slowly, a sweet smile appeared.

She nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling: "Yes!"

Then, the happy little junior sister took the initiative to change the topic back to the right track: "You said earlier that the Demon Realm lost the Ten Directions Nirvana Sword. Since the descendants of the soldier master are still alive, they really don't know the whereabouts of the sword? It's a relic of the ancestors anyway. If it is really lost, it will be hard not to make trouble for the Helian family, right?"

Fang Qinghong: "That's the reason. I don't think this sword may really be lost. Before the Helian family unified the Demon Realm, let alone the six-armed demon soldiers, the entire continent was torn apart. It must be that the Helian family was in the unification stage. What kind of contact has the family had?"

He paused, suddenly thought of something, and said: "Maybe it can coincide with our plan to investigate the hometown of the Jiuli people."

He Tiantian: "Where is the hometown of the Jiuli people?"

"Mmm -" Fang Qinghong put his hands on his chest and frowned.

It stands to reason that the ruins of the Jiuli people should also be in the Central Demon Region, but the specific location cannot be determined.You can only go to the Central District to collect more information before making a decision.

And in the beginning, he never thought that Chi You would have descendants alive, thinking that he could do whatever he wanted if he found a place.Now it seems that apart from this high priest, if there are other clansmen guarding the spirit and living in the ruins, I am afraid that there will be a struggle.

Fang Qinghong recalled the murals under the Great Abyss of the East China Sea, trying to find clues.

The spiritual symbol of the prehistoric race is their totem.In order to demonstrate their piety and pride in their tribal culture, the totem patterns are used in various places, including weapons, daily bedding, wine utensils, and clothing accessories.

This also gave future generations a way to understand them, and totems can also leak personal information.

And from the pictures on the stone wall, it can be seen that the worshipers of the Jiuli people have a very high status-the existence of being lucky enough to pay homage to the Lord of the Heavenly Church and performing junior rituals is really not on the stage without a little luck.

He wrote down the patterns of the decorations of the Jiuli Tribe, thinking that he will be in the Central Demon Territory then, so he has to take a good look at where the same patterns are also painted.

As for the most practical problem at the moment, it is best for them to get a teleportation circle.Otherwise, relying on their footsteps alone, it would take more than half a month to fly.

While meditating, I suddenly heard someone shouting from behind: "Hey, hey! The two in front, stop!"

At first, neither Fang Qinghong, who was immersed in his own world, nor He Tiantian, who was completely out of the situation, didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was not him.

Until the other party pushed aside the passing pedestrians, rushed in front of him, and blocked the road.

"My city lord has invited the two of you to visit the mansion."

A group of demon cultivator soldiers clasped their fists and bowed their heads, saluting Fang Qinghong and He Tiantian.Although he spoke politely, his posture carried an undeniable strength.

Fang Qinghong's eyes skipped the other party's equipment, which was obviously more sophisticated than the city gate's defense, and he exchanged a glance with his junior sister, then put his hands behind his back, and said, "I don't know why the city lord is looking for me to wait?"

He put on a full posture, with a high aura of "since you have seen through my identity, I won't pretend anymore".

In this place of Demon Realm, the more powerful a person is, the better. If you act humble, you will be looked down upon instead, thinking that you are incompetent, so you stay humble.

Sure enough, the leader Moxiu's tone became more respectful: "That's right, just now the commander received a notification from the city gate, saying that there are two... distinguished guests from this city."

He paused for a moment, and continued: "I don't know the exact reason, but you two, please rest assured, my lord has ordered me to treat you as a distinguished guest, and I just want to make friends with you."

It turned out that the guard who stopped Fang Qinghong at that time reported the situation to the commander, and then passed it to the city lord through the commander.

But why did they suddenly become the guests of the city lord of the Demon Realm, and they didn't do anything!

Fang Qinghong was still thinking of a way to decline politely, when another group of people appeared.

The one who took the lead gave a light salute in Fang Qinghong's direction, then turned his head, and said to the elite soldiers sent by the city lord: "My lord also wants to see them, may I ask the city lord to be accommodating?"

The young man who spoke was wearing brocade clothes, and his expression was even more arrogant. He looked like the young master of a famous family, but he was just running errands?

Fang Qinghong was astonished, secretly observing the reactions of both parties.

On the other side, there was obvious hesitation on the face of the demon cultivator who came first: "This..."

The young man's politeness only lasted for a moment, and then he lost his patience.When he spoke again, he unconsciously took on a strong tone: "For other matters, the lord will explain to the city lord, you just go back and report the truth."

What Ling Fang Qinghong never expected was that the local tyrant representing the Helian family's power, the city lord's subordinates retreated first.

"Well, I'll take my leave first, my lord, please go ahead." The magic cultivator saluted respectfully, then nodded to Fang Qinghong, and led the people back like a tide.

"Next——" the young man in Chinese clothes turned around, and Fang Qinghong smiled confidently: "Please follow me, both of you."

When the latter glanced at the jade pendant hanging from the waist of the other party, he froze suddenly.

Then, under the bewildered and nervous gaze of his junior sister, he made a graceful gesture of invitation, and said to the young man, "Thank you."