Xianjun, please calm down

Qin Yifan thought about it in his mind, but he just glanced at Master Liufeng, then lowered his head and said, "Yes, Master, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he took a few steps, raised his sword, and soon disappeared. Yan Luyang saluted a few, then turned and went into the dungeon.

Daoist Liufeng held his heart in both hands and said emotionally, "Silver spirit tea? This is a rare thing. You have always loved tea, so you're willing to give it to me?"

Master Qingyang squinted at him from the corner of his eye and said: "After all, there are people who have no tomorrow today, so naturally I want to give you something to drink."

Master Liufeng: "..."

It's so frustrating, old man.

Several elders looked at each other, but they didn't make a sound. It's rare to see their suzerain so unforgiving. He always wants to come up and talk cheaply, and he gets more and more courageous after being frustrated every time, which makes people angry and funny.

But thinking of the weird black line on his arm, their hearts were a little heavy. After all, although the real Liufeng occasionally convulses, he is still a good person and has a long history of friendship with his suzerain. If he dies, he will not treat his suzerain well. It's good news, they can see that although the real Qingyang doesn't show his face, he is very concerned about this matter.

Not long after, Qin Yifan came back with a small celadon jar in both hands. Master Qingyang carefully took out some spirit tea from the jar, brewed it himself, and poured a cup for Master Liufeng.

Several elders followed Daoist Liufeng to enjoy the glory, and also drank a cup of their suzerain's precious spiritual tea.

Master Liufeng cherished the cup, took a sip, nodded and said, "Yes, your lips and teeth are fragrant! Xiao Yuan, your skill at making tea is really unparalleled in the world."

Master Qingyang said coolly: "That's good tea."

Master Liufeng shook his head and said, "No, no, the tea is certainly good, but your method of brewing tea is even better. You have stimulated the aura and unique fragrance in this tea."

Master Qingyang turned his head and squinted at him.

Master Liufeng was covered in white sweat, and he stuttered: "Look... what are you looking at? Black lines crawling up your face?"

Master Qingyang squinted his eyes and said: "You have always been mean, but today you have been flattering so many times. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Tell me, do you have any shady schemes?"

Master Liufeng was taken aback, and said with a low chuckle: "There is no conspiracy, I am a person who has today and no tomorrow, it is not easy for you and me to meet, this parting, maybe we will never see each other again, Naturally, we should say more good things, so as not to regret it in the future."

Master Qingyang's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "The matter has not yet been settled, what are you anxious to arrange for the funeral?"

Master Liufeng stretched his waist, leaned on his chin with one hand, and said indifferently: "Cultivators compete with the heavens for their lives. It is luck to fight, and fate is not to fight. I have already seen through the matter of life and death. I Liuyun The people in the pavilion are unrestrained and unrestrained, happy every day, never embarrassing themselves, never being wronged when they fall, the only regret I have in my life is that I didn't enter the same sect with you and saw too little. "

Master Qingyang said with disgust: "Who wants to enter the same sect as you? With your lazy and coquettish style, I don't want you when I return to Yuanzong!"

Master Liufeng spread his hands and said, "So, many things cannot be forced."

Master Qingyang looked at him and said: "This matter may not have a turning point, if the demon clan can download this magic formula, it will definitely be resolved."

Master Liufeng smiled and said: "You don't have to worry so much, life and death are destiny..."

Master Qingyang glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and said, "The master of Liuyun Pavilion is not good enough, but his face is getting bigger and bigger. I'm worried about you?"

Master Liufeng was damaged face-to-face, so not only was he not angry, but he became more and more overjoyed. He leaned half of his body on the stone table, propped his head in one hand, and held a teacup in the other, smiling brightly like the morning sun.

Master Qingyang looked at him, stood up with a flick of his sleeves, glanced at the door of the dungeon, and walked back and forth on the ground.

Master Liufeng just leaned on the table, squinting his eyes to watch him go, taking a sip of spiritual tea from time to time, looking very comfortable.

The elders Gurong, Tianming, and Feixingliuyun looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, sitting upright like statues and motionless like mountains.

After a while, Yan Luyang came out and bowed in salute: "Sovereign Master, Master Liufeng, and uncles, Master, please."

Master Qingyang nodded to him, and strode in first.

It was the same prison cell, the same demon clan. Although he was slumped on the ground just now, the decent demon clan had changed his appearance. His body was stained with blood, and his arms and legs were all distorted to varying degrees. He looked quite miserable.

Master Liufeng sighed: "Why do you say you are doing this?"

The lips of the demon were trembling.

Reverend Chiyun said to Reverend Qingyang: "Sovereign, I asked just now, and he said that it was indeed the third devil who sent him here, and he only asked him to send a congratulatory gift. , even if it is considered a great achievement, it is basically as good as we thought, and the reason why he took on the dangerous job now is that the third devil will teach him the magic sealing formula."

Master Qingyang said coldly: "How can I undo that magic formula?"

Elder Chi Yun said: "I haven't had time to ask this yet."

He turned around and said, "He Guang, how to solve the magic sealing formula?"

He Guang lay on the ground panting heavily, and said in a low voice, "The magic sealing formula... has no solution."

Master Qingyang stepped forward, kicked him over, and said in a deep voice, "You still refuse to tell the truth?!"

He Guang let out a low scream, and quickly said: "No! What I said is true, the Demon Sealing Art is actually a forbidden technique in my demon clan, and it requires extremely high bloodline qualifications of the performer. Only pure-blooded demons with extremely pure bloodlines can succeed in training. In the past ten thousand years, there have been more and more human demons. No matter their appearance or figure, they are more delicate and beautiful than demons. They walk in the demon realm, attracting Most of the demons are tempted, and if things go on like this, there are fewer and fewer pure-blooded demons in the demon realm, and now there are very few people who can make the magic seal..."

He glanced at Reverend Liufeng, and continued: "I deliberately lured a master to seal the magic formula on him. I have just learned this secret technique, and I want to try it out."

Master Qingyang said coldly: "You talk a lot of nonsense, but you never said how to solve this secret method!"

He Guang said: "What I said is true. As far as I know, there is no solution to the Sealing Demon Art. Even if there is an unknown solution, I will not know it!"

Master Qingyang looked at He Guang coldly, a sword glow flashed from the fingertips hanging by his side, and a murderous aura emanated from his body.

Master Liufeng lowered his eyes to look at his hand, took a step forward and patted his shoulder lightly, smiled and said: "Don't be angry, what he said should be true. It is very possible that no one survives and there is no solution, but since this method cannot prevail among the demons, it is not a big threat to my human race, and it is much better than I expected."