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Weicheng is the largest collection and distribution center of materials for cultivating demons in the demon world. All kinds of pills, spiritual herbs, exercises, and evil things needed to practice some sorcery are only unimaginable by people, and there are no such things in Weicheng. Can't find it.

Moreover, because it is close to the legendary Xingsheng Palace ruins where a large number of rare magical books are buried, there is an endless stream of explorers who come to Weicheng to supply supplies. second biggest city.

In the afternoon of this day, a pair of very young men came to the gate of Weicheng City.Among them, the taller one was dressed in black, his eyes glowed with a cold and bloodthirsty red light, and the sides of his cheeks were covered with dense light purple magic patterns. He could tell at a glance that he was an extremely powerful magician. However, there are many powerful people in the demon world, and demon cultivators like him are not uncommon.

It was the people around Moxiu who seemed out of place.There is not even the slightest bit of evil energy in this person, he is obviously an orthodox monk from the world of cultivating immortals. He is tall and straight, wearing a white robe and a veiled hat on his head, which hides his true nature. The appearance, but it makes people think of the words "immortal style and bone" for no reason.

A person with such a description appearing in Weicheng, where demons gather, is like a little sheep strayed into a pack of wolves, and has only the fate of being slaughtered.But at this time, no one dared to come forward to make troubles. There was no other reason. This righteous monk who looked very attractive was surrounded by the demon cultivator next to him. If you look closely, there is a very thin strap tied around his wrist. The silver metal chain stretched outwards, and the end was hung on the waist of the black-clothed demon, showing that he already "has the master".

There are no ordinary humans in the city of the demon world, and there are no red tapes in the human city. There are only a few lazy demon cultivators guarding the gate of the city.Gu Chongyu embraced his master and entered Weicheng without any hindrance.

When they entered the city, a certain guard looked at his master with some interest, but the next moment, when he saw the magic lines on Gu Chongyu's face, his expression immediately turned into fear—in the devil world, magic lines are a kind of strength The symbol of , the stronger the strength, the denser the magic pattern on the skin.Judging from the magic lines on Gu Chongyu's face, he at least has the cultivation level of the transformation stage, which is enough to walk sideways in Weicheng.

Ji Yuanhe was wrapped in Gu Chongyu's arms. Hearing the clinking sound of the chains on his wrists colliding with each other, he felt his face getting hotter and hotter. There is still a strange feeling.

Although Weicheng is the most prosperous commercial city in the devil world, it is not well-planned like human commercial towns. The periphery of the city is full of random stalls, making it impossible to find a place to set foot.

As soon as the two entered Weicheng, they were immediately stopped by a shriveled and short middle-aged man, who looked at Gu Chongyu earnestly: "You two... what is this lord looking for in our Weicheng? Pills? Spiritual herbs? Cultivation techniques? Weapons at hand? Or..." The man glanced at Ji Yuanhe's waist and the silver chain on his wrist, showing that "you know" smile, "I want something special Drugs and equipment?"

Gu Chongyu frowned unconsciously, the man kept staring at his face, not missing his micro-expression.Seeing that Gu Chongyu seemed to be dissatisfied with what he said, the man quickly put away his smile and put on a flattering expression: "Forgive me, my lord, but the little ones don't dare to miss you, my lord! The little one just wants to say, whatever you want Whatever you are looking for, I can help you find the small ones, and the price is only a middle-grade spirit stone."

Gu Chongyu understood that this person was an "inquiry" who sold all kinds of news for a living. He glanced at the man lightly: "You should know what will happen if you deceive me."

"I dare not deceive the adults! If the adults don't believe me, you can find my name in any shop in Weicheng! I make a living by doing this, and I will never do anything that ruins my job." The man seemed very excited, beating his chest and stomping his feet to promise.

"Then I will believe you this time first." Gu Chongyu moved his finger, and a piece of spirit stone rolled down in front of Yang Liu.

This spirit stone is not the special spirit stone used for counting at the trial meeting of the Qinghe Sword Sect, but a common currency in the world of cultivating immortals and the world of demons, which contains a certain amount of spiritual power, which can be used to exchange items , can also be used for cultivation.Spirit stones of different qualities contain different concentrations of spiritual power.High-quality spirit stones are of great benefit to cultivation, but in the demon world that is completely infested by demon energy, high-quality spirit stones are very rare.

Almost as soon as the spirit stone fell to the ground, Yang Liu rushed over to pick up the spirit stone and put it in his arms as if he had found a treasure: "Thank you, sir, for taking care of the small business! What do you want, sir? Just tell the little one, and the little one will promise to give you the answer." You found it!"

Gu Chongyu casually reported the name of an uncommon spirit grass. Yang Liu rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and quickly brought Gu Chongyu to a nearby stall. There was actually what Gu Chongyu said in this unattractive stall. The kind of spirit grass, the vendor even greeted Yang Liu very warmly.

Gu Chongyu spent ten middle-grade spirit stones to buy the spirit grass, and threw two middle-grade spirit stones to Yang Liu.

Yang Liu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What else do you want to find? Put it on the villain!"

Gu Chongyu pretended to be indifferent: "Since I came to Weicheng, it would be a pity not to see the legendary Xingsheng Palace."

He squeezed Ji Yuanhe's side on purpose, and said with a smile: "I heard that the Xingsheng Palace used to be the most powerful sect in your world of cultivating immortals, but now it has ended up like this. It can be seen that cultivating your immortal way is really not a good choice. , you'd better give in quickly and cultivate demons together with me."

Ji Yuanhe struggled cooperatively: "You, don't even think about it!"

Gu Chongyu's face darkened, and he suddenly pulled the silver chain around his waist.Ji Yuanhe staggered and fell into Gu Chongyu's arms. Gu Chongyu clung to his ear and said grimly: "It seems that I haven't taught you how to be an obedient male favorite."

Ji Yuanhe leaned against Gu Chongyu's arms, and couldn't help thinking, why is Gu Chongyu so addictive?

Gu Chongyu didn't seem to be addicted to the drama yet, so he scolded the passers-by nearby with a sullen face: "What are you looking at? If you look at this seat again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!"

Yang Liu hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "My lord, calm down! My lord, don't be angry! Do you want to know the situation of Xingsheng Palace? You don't need to find other people, the younger ones can help you! Come with me, my lord."

Gu Chongyu nodded reluctantly, pulled the staggering Ji Yuanhe, followed behind Yang Liu, and walked into a teahouse.

The owner of the teahouse knew Yang Liu well. Seeing Yang Liu bringing someone here, he smiled and said, "Liu Zi, do you have business again? I have reserved a place for you in the hall, and the Accord upstairs is also free."

"My lord, you see we are..." Yang Liu turned his head and glanced at Gu Chongyu, who clicked his tongue impatiently and threw a piece of spirit stone with his fingers.The owner of the restaurant rushed to the counter to pick up the spirit stone, and the smile on his face became brighter: "Please come upstairs, guest officer!"

The three of them were taken to the Accord on the second floor by the waiter in the shop. Yang Liuyi entered the door and immediately helped Gu Chongyu arrange the chairs: "My lord, please."

Ji Yuanhe always kept in mind his status as a "male favorite". After Gu Chongyu sat down, he silently stood beside him, but Gu Chongyu pulled him onto his lap.

Ji Yuanhe's whole body froze, and it took him a while to adjust his posture, snuggling into Gu Chongyu's arms like a real male pet.

This time Gu Chongyu lifted a rock and hit his own foot, so he had to run his spiritual power quietly to calm down the restlessness in his body. He coughed uncomfortably: "Tell me, what do you know about Xingsheng Palace?"

Yang Liu patted his chest and assured him: "Don't worry, my lord, there is no one in Weicheng who knows more about Xingsheng Palace than this little one! However, my lord has to listen to the villain's persuasion. If my lord wants to find the rumored art Please go back to the classics of the law. As early as when the Xingsheng Palace was destroyed, some people burned all the scrolls that recorded various unique techniques. Over the years, people have been going to the Xingsheng Palace site to try to find the surviving ones. The scrolls have been returned without success, and everything of any value in the ruins has been looted long ago, even the carved jade bricks have been pried away."

He paused, and then said: "If your lord is interested, you might as well take a good look around our Weicheng. Many vendors are selling things picked up from the ruins of Xingsheng Palace. They keep saying that there may be records in those bricks and rubble. The secret technique of the Holy Star Palace, but everyone knows that it is just some rags."

Gu Chongyu nodded thoughtfully.

"However, if you just want to enjoy the scenery of the ancient ruins, then Xingsheng Palace is indeed a good place to go. There is just one thing, you must not go to Xingsheng Palace at night." Yang Liu added.

"Oh?" Gu Chongyu glanced at Yang Liu, as if he was very interested in this topic, "Why can't we go to Xingsheng Palace at night?"

Yang Liu lowered his voice and said, "That place is very evil. On clear nights, there will always be white fluorescent lights shining in the ruins. People say that it is a ghost turned into a ghost by the disciples of Xingsheng Palace who died in vain 5000 years ago..."

Gu Chongyu sneered: "What are ghosts? What are you afraid of? You and I are both demon cultivators. In the eyes of those mortals, ghosts and ghosts are similar things."

Yang Liu showed a look of lingering fear: "I don't know, but I saw that ghost with my own eyes when I was young. I was young and frivolous at that time, and I went to Xingsheng Palace one night regardless of other people's dissuasion, but saw... a piece of ghost. In the dark ruins, a strange white shadow suddenly flashed, that scene, the little one will never forget it in this life."

Gu Chongyu clicked his tongue in disdain, waved his hand and said: "Okay, I understand, you go down first."

"Yes, the little one will leave first." Yang Liu walked to the door, turned his head and smiled eagerly, "If you need anything, you can come to the little one at any time, and the little one is at the city gate .”

After Yang Liu left, Gu Chongyu patted the master's shoulder lightly: "Okay, Ah He, you can get up now."

Ji Yuanhe didn't move, he leaned against Gu Chongyu's arms, raised his head and blinked at Gu Chongyu: "But am I not your male favorite now?"

He deliberately shook his wrist, making the silver chain on his wrist jingle.

Gu Chongyu looked at the master who looked like this, and couldn't help swallowing: "Okay, Ah He, there are no outsiders now, so you don't need to act anymore."

"But I think you had a great time acting just now?" Ji Yuanhe gave Gu Chongyu a sidelong glance.

Gu Chongyu lowered his head with some guilt: "It's also the first time I'm acting in this kind of scene, maybe I used too much force."

Ji Yuanhe just stood up from Gu Chongyu and sat on the chair next to him. He recalled Yang Liu's words and asked, "Do you think that Yang Liu's words can be believed?"

Gu Chongyu thought for a while and replied: "Half believable and half not believable, there is one thing he said is right, there are indeed no classics in Xingsheng Palace."

He paused for a moment, and suddenly said with a solemn expression: "But what he said, there is no credibility in the Xingsheng Palace ruins. Even my father, down to the most ordinary disciples, are willing to die for sealing the Demon God."

Ji Yuanhe's expression also became serious: "Dedicating one's life for the safety of the common people in the world is the pursuit that a cultivator should have. Your father and all the disciples of Xingsheng Palace are great."

Gu Chongyu was silent for a moment, and then said: "Tonight, let's go to Xingsheng Palace to find out. I guess, the so-called 'ghost' is exactly what I'm looking for."