After dressing up as a demon

Coming to Yingfeng City with Jiang Yundu, compared to the last time I came with Jiang Yeqing, it seemed a bit motivating.

The Dharma protector disciples who greeted us built layer after layer, flying all over the sky, all covered with trembling, respectfully sent the two of them to the residence where Jiang Yundu stayed last time, not long after, Xun Ming, the master of Yingfeng Hall, led the Yingfeng Hall All the principals came to meet together.

"The subordinates have seen the suzerain!"

Jiang Yundu waved his hand slightly.

Xun Ming held his chest to hold back a muffled cough, and was helped to stand up by his cronies.

"The suzerain suddenly came to visit in person. I don't know what is important. The subordinates are waiting to listen."

Jiang Yundu turned to Shen Cang.

Shen Cang then looked at Xun Ming: "Hall Master Xun is injured, please sit down first."

According to Duan Ye, it took less than ten days for him to enter the mirror of reincarnation this time. Xun Ming was seriously injured by the ghost rock, and he could not recover in just ten days.

Xun Ming was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Jiang Yundu, and then said hesitantly: "Subordinate... It's better to obey orders than to be respectful."

When the close friends passed on, it was clearly stated that the two walked side by side.

With the suzerain's cultivation base, Shen Cang is absolutely incomparable, unless the suzerain personally takes action, how can anyone keep pace with him.

Also, when the suzerain came in person, it was Shen Cang who spoke on his behalf. These behaviors showed that the two had a close relationship.

Since it is close, it cannot be neglected.

Shen Cang has never had the habit of beating around the bush: "Actually, I'm here today to ask for something."

Xun Ming cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist Shen, you are being polite. My subordinates will never forget the kindness of saving lives and the city that day. Please don't use this prayer word, fellow Daoist. But if you have an assignment, please listen to it."

At such a time, Shen Cang did not refuse him, but only said: "I would like to ask the Lord Xun for help, it involves a little personal matter."

Xun Ming understood immediately, and took another look at Jiang Yundu, and nodded to the subordinates who were still standing in the hall: "Everyone back down."

Everyone immediately bid farewell to Jiang Yundu in unison.

When the hall was completely quiet, Xun Ming looked back at Shen Cang: "Friend Daoist Shen, but it's okay to say."

Shen Cang raised his hand to signal him to wait, coughed, and walked to Jiang Yundu's side: "Sect Master Jiang, is it convenient?"

Xun Ming sat upright, subconsciously looked over.

He never thought that Shen Cang would ask the suzerain to avoid it.

Everyone in the cultivation world knew Jiang Yundu's handsome face. At this moment, his face was expressionless and his eyes were cold, but he could only accommodate the one person in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to others.

It seemed that there was no sign of anger.

Xun Ming thought about it, but still moved forward so that he could get up at any time.

Jiang Yundu only looked at Shen Cang, and his tone seemed flat: "A private matter?"

Shen Cang embraced Jiang Yundu's shoulders, and led him towards the door: "I'll try to be as fast as possible, so I won't delay you for too long."

Seeing his movements, Xun Ming lowered his head and blinked, his eyelids twitching.

After Shen Cang's words fell, the shadows of the two of them fused together on the ground stopped in front of the door.

"very good."

Hearing these two words, Sun Ming's eyelids jumped again.

The shadow was half empty in an instant. He raised his head, and Jiang Yundu's figure was penetrated by the oblique sunlight from outside the door and window, and slowly dissipated.

The touch under his palm became air, and Shen Cang withdrew his hand.

Xun Ming held his breath, until then he breathed a sigh of relief: "You Daoist Shen, can you talk now?"

Shen Cang sprinkled a layer of spiritual power cover: "Please master the palace first."

Xun Ming did as he did and asked, "Lucky Kung Fu?"

At this moment, Shen Cang has already noticed the familiar aura circulating in his body: "That's right."

Xun Ming asked again: "Fellow Taoist, is this?"

Shen Cang said: "To be honest, I came here today for the Palace Master's exercise."

Sure enough, he guessed right.

The familiar aura sensed by Xun Yun came from Xun Ming, that is, from the remnants of the exercises.

During these two meetings, Xun Ming was seriously injured, his mana was blocked, and the system didn't respond to him.

Until now, the mana is operating as usual, and the seventh black box under the skill page is correspondingly lit with golden light.

The remnants of the seventh volume are on Xun Ming.

Shen Cang looked outside the door.

It's not that he can't trust Jiang Yundu, but that the less people know about "All Things Live", the better.

Hearing his words, Xun Ming pressed his chest against the armrest and stood up: "Xun Fengjuan is passed down from the Xun family's ancestors. For ten thousand years, it has never been handed over to anyone else."

Shen Cang said: "I understand—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xun Ming's next words.

"But if there is no Taoist friend who sacrificed his life to save him, Xun would probably have lost his life at the hands of Guiyan, so how can he inherit it?" Xunming cupped his hands and said, "Nowadays, the demons are staring at them, and Daoist friends are deeply aware of righteousness, and Xun has no reason to hide selfishness. .”

As he spoke, he took out a jade slip from the Qiankun bag, and pointed it lightly in front of him.

The endless cyan light spots lined up in mid-air, merged into a series of obscure characters, and poured into the jade slips one by one.

After the exercises were written, Xunming's face turned pale again.

Seeing this, Shen Cang first raised his palm and pressed it on his dantian, running the exercises at full speed to heal his injuries.

Xun Ming originally planned to decline, but the moment the spiritual power entered his body, he was surprised, and immediately made a formula like the wind, taking advantage of the situation to recuperate.

After a long time, Shen Cang regained momentum.

Xun Ming's weak face eased a lot, and he cupped his hands again and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist."

Shen Cang shook the jade slip between his fingers: "You have already thanked me."

Xun Ming smiled: "It's best to be able to help fellow Taoists."

Shen Cang waved off the spiritual power cover: "It is more important for the Palace Master to heal his wounds."

He sent Xunming to turn out the door, watched the other party's blue figure fly into the distance, and then looked back at the panel in front of him.

[The exercise "Xun Feng Juan" has been detected, do you want to learn it? 】

After choosing to learn, the place where the seventh small arrow points to under the exercises dissipated the black light, revealing the words "Xun Fengjuan".

Shen Cang was about to click on "All Creatures" to check the improved attributes, when his eyes suddenly went dark!

Qionglou Yuyu surrounded by clouds and mist.

Endless steps of golden splendor—

The scene turned over and stopped suddenly.

In the galaxy full of silver embellishments, a rootless lotus conceived in the nebula.

The surroundings were quiet and undisturbed.

The figure in black clothes sits on the flower end, the hem of the clothes hangs down the river, disturbing the nebula.

"Emperor Qiyuan."

The back turned slightly.

Before Shen Cang could see his true face, his eyes lit up instantly.

All the strange pictures in my mind dissipated, like a big dream.

Shen Cang pressed his temple with his hand.

Emperor Qiyuan?

He had never heard of this name, but the title Dijun was very similar to the style of the fairy world.

Why is he seeing this.

Could it be the reason for "All Things Live"?

Shen Cang looked at the panel again, only to find that the black frame under the last arrow was shining with a golden light that seemed to be absent.

He clicked into the golden light, and the panel page was covered by a square black screen.

On the black screen, eight points of golden light are scattered in a circle, from top to bottom right four points, sending out dust light continuously and converging on the upper center; the other four points are converging on the lower center.

Not long after, the golden light shifted, and the place where the two points in the middle converged also changed.

Shen Cang frowned, intuiting that it was a magic circle, but he had little research on the magic circle, so he couldn't see its function.

This is the clue to the last volume, and he must find out as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Jiang Yeqing is not here, otherwise, with Jiang Yeqing's thoroughness in the formation, maybe he will understand it.

Shen Cang thought, exited the exercise page, looked at the map, and looked for Jiang Yundu's whereabouts.

But unexpected.

Two green dots appear on the map.

Shen Cang paused, Yu Jian went out.

On the way, he met a Dharma protector whom he had met just now. He stopped him and asked, "Where is Sect Master Jiang?"

The protector cupped his hands: "Report to the messenger, the suzerain is in another courtyard."

Shen Cang looked in the direction he pointed, compared it with the map, and pointed in another direction: "Is there someone over there?"

"The envoy knows everything, it's your way—" the guardian held back abruptly when he said this, and then said, "It's the angel of Biyun, Jiang Yeqing."

Jiang Yeqing is here?

Before Shen Cang had time to ask, he patted the protector on the shoulder, thanked him, and galloped away with his sword.

With the help of a map, he found Jiang Yeqing's location without much effort.

Like Jiang Yundu, Yingfeng Hall arranged for Jiang Yeqing to be in the same old place.

When Shen Cang landed, the person he was looking for was in the yard.

"It's not your style to leave without saying goodbye."

Jiang Yundu stood on the porch without turning around.

Shen Cang asked, "Where have you been recently?"

Jiang Yundu said: "Where I should go."

Shen Cang laughed: "So, you have nothing to tell me."

Jiang Yundu turned his face slightly, but didn't look back: "What do you want me to tell you?"

There was no sound behind him for a long time.

Jiang Yundu frowned, and finally turned around.

Shen Cang just walked under the tree, stepped on the pedals and sat in the rocking chair.

The rocking chair swayed slightly, making a light noise of "creaking" wood.

Looking up and seeing Jiang Yundu, he raised his eyebrows: "Do you need me to remind you, you say it yourself."

"..." Jiang Yundu asked with a sullen face, "Why did you come to Yingfeng Palace?"

Shen Cang said: "Xun Ming has the exercises I'm looking for."

Jiang Yeqing knew that he was looking for the whereabouts of the exercises, so there was no need to hide it.

Jiang Yundu approached slowly: "Cultivation method?"

"Yeah." Shen Cang said, "I have collected the last volume, just right, I need your help."

Jiang Yundu's face remained unchanged: "I heard that you came here with Jiang Yundu, why don't you let him help you?"

Shen Cang smiled and said, "Of course it's more convenient for you to use."

"..." Jiang Yundu's calm face became darker and darker.

"Just kidding." Shen Cang put on a stern face, and said, "But you left without saying goodbye, you made me worry for so long, and you owe me for helping me."

Jiang Yundu said coldly, "It's just that we haven't seen each other for a day."

The corners of Shen Cang's lips curled slightly: "It's probably because I haven't seen you for a day, like three autumns, so I feel that time has passed too long."

Jiang Yundu's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a slow voice, "Your mouth is full of nonsense."

"This is not nonsense, it's the truth from the bottom of my heart, you—" Shen Cang stopped talking halfway through the speech, and suddenly stepped from the rocking chair to Jiang Yundu, and walked around him slowly, "Something is wrong."

Jiang Yundu stopped where he was, and let him look back and forth: "What's wrong?"

Shen Cang returned to him, staring at his usual indifferent eyes: "You haven't been there since I came out of the mirror of reincarnation, and the things in your room haven't been touched since I entered the mirror of reincarnation, how do you know that you haven't been there for a day? "

Jiang Yundu's heartstrings tightened slightly, he took a step past him, and said softly, "I have my own method."

Is there any way to predict the future and let people who have left long ago know what happened later.

Shen Cang was about to ask questions when a signal exploded from the sky above Yingfeng Hall interrupted their conversation.

The signal was dark red, and as soon as it appeared, countless figures flew up and down in the air, rushing towards the main hall.

Shen Cang said, "What's going on?"

Jiang Yundu also raised his eyes and looked over: "It should be related to the Demon Race."

As soon as the words fell, a figure in the distance rushed down and knelt down in front of the two of them.

"Two envoys, the Palace Master ordered his subordinates to come forward and report that Qing Lianzong of the Little Fairyland sent a letter asking for help, but the mountain is being attacked by the demons!"