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When Zhuang Qiu woke up again, he was unconscious. This feeling was very strange, as if he was empty and there was nothing in his body.

His body doesn't feel pain, but his eyes can see the surrounding situation, it's like an icehouse.

There was no wind here, and Zhuang Qiu was trapped in the ice.

With a sudden force, his body broke free from the ice.

Only then did Zhuang Qiu understand why he was unconscious, because he is now a skeleton.

The skeleton is not normal white, but abnormally blue, it should be poisoned.

Zhuang Qiu roughly analyzed it with his spiritual sense, this skeleton should have been in the fusion stage before it was alive, what kind of poison it is, like tarsal maggots, it can't be completely dissipated after death.

Zhuang Qiu looked at the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and he found that his soul had returned to normal, and the bloody lotus was wrapped around his soul.

About why he survived, Zhuang Qiu probably had some guesses.

It may be because of the lotus seed obtained from the Falling Realm. The master once said that this lotus seed has great power. I am afraid that this lotus seed died for him before, and then brought his soul to the skeleton.

Zhuang Qiu didn't know who this skeleton was, but if he went out like this, he would definitely be considered a fraudulent corpse. This ice cellar seemed to be a place for cultivation. He picked up a robe on the bed and put it on his body. The black robe Covering his whole body, Zhuang Qiu covered his face with his robe and hood, revealing only two empty eyes, which looked red to outsiders.

Zhuang Qiu opened the notes on the table, hoping to find some clues about the original owner.

The notes contained some secret books on detoxification. Zhuang Qiu guessed that the original owner of this corpse should have been healing here after being poisoned.

Zhuang Qiu thought in his heart, is this considered to be a resurrection of the dead?

Flipping through the notes page by page, Zhuang Qiu finally saw the person's self-report on the last page.

"I am the Demon Lord Chiren. I was assassinated by a villain a hundred years ago. After killing the villain, I fled here to heal my wounds. However, I found that the poison had penetrated deep into the bone marrow. My time is numbered. I am afraid that after my death, no one will be in charge of the Demon Realm. I also fear that the cultivators will attack the Demon Realm when they learn of my death, and it will be a waste of life in the Demon Realm, so I have said to the outside world that I have closed myself, and I only wait for the day when there will be someone in power in the Demon Realm who will break the taboos I set, pass on my mantle, and save the Demon Realm from fire and water.”

After reading it, Zhuang Qiu closed the final letter of the Lord of the Demon Realm.

To disappoint him, Zhuang Qiu is not from the Demon Realm, nor did he break through the prohibition set by the Demon Lord, he was teleported here by the lotus seed inexplicably, and borrowed the Demon Lord's body to revive his soul.

"Senior Mozun, the younger generation has more energy than energy." Zhuang Qiu bowed to the table.

Borrowing someone's corpse to bring back the soul is a kindness. Zhuang Qiu should be grateful for the other party's favor, but he can't do what the other party asks, so he can only pretend that he can't see it.

Zhuang Qiu wandered around the ice cellar a few times, trying to find the exit.

But no matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was no exit at all.

Helpless, he turned around and continued to read the last letter, maybe there was a chance to get out.

"I haven't been murdered by villains yet. A man in white robes came to the Demon Realm. He told me that 100 years after my death, I will connect with a little friend named Zhuang Qiu. I didn't trust him at that time. , but now that the deadline is coming, my ghost suddenly remembered what he said that day, if the person who came to the place where I died was not a person from the devil world, but this little friend Zhuang Qiu, then I hope little friend Zhuang Qiu will sit in the devil world instead of me , Waiting for one of my four protectors to break through to the perfect fusion stage, my little friend will be able to recover his freedom."

Zhuang Qiu laughed, this man is really interesting.

He is dead, how can he order himself to help.

Zhuang Qiu patiently continued to look down.

"This secret realm was set up by me. Those who practice my skills are not allowed to leave. Those who are more cultivated than me can leave. If you have not reached the stage of integration, the only way to get out is to practice my skills. Law."

Zhuang Qiu was about to be laughed out of anger.

Why did he have to sign such an unequal agreement just after waking up, asking him to practice the skills of the demon clan, he would not do it.

The education Zhuang Qiu received since he was a child is that the demonic skills are terrifying. He can get along with the demon cultivators, but he cannot accept it if he is asked to practice the demonic skills.

The last page of the letter is a contract. As long as Zhuang Qiu signs the contract, the contract will be established, and he can get all the skills of this demon cultivator, but his freedom is also restricted. He has to wait until one of the four protectors becomes Only when the fusion period is excellent can one leave the devil world.

But how long is the journey of cultivation, from the transformation of the gods to the fusion of the body, I am afraid that it will take thousands of years of experience, and from the integration period to the integration of the Mahayana, who knows how long it will take.

Zhuang Qiu has only lived for 23 years in this life. To him, this age is not a fraction of a thousand years. If he wants to stay in the Demon Realm for these 1000 years, it is better to let him die.

Fortunately, the overlord clause is also beneficial, at least it makes Zhuang Qiu feel less uncomfortable, he is now more angry than sad, and before he even tasted the joy of escape from death, he was so angry by this demon that he wanted to vomit blood.

Of course, he had no blood to vomit.

Zhuang Qiu was lying on the bed of the other party, because there was no meat, lying on the skeleton with a strange feeling, the big black robe was pushed up into a small bag, Zhuang Qiu stretched out his white bone claws to smooth the bag, and pointed the back of his skull to the table .

He said angrily: "No way, don't even think about it."

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhuang Qiu recalled his past experiences and felt that it would be better for him to die.

Being Zhuang Qiu again will only increase the embarrassment.

He didn't know how to face Xiao Yi, how to face Ji Qingning, and how to face Master.

Now that the burden on his body has been lifted, he is extremely relaxed, and it is the first time in his life that he is so carefree.

But staying here like this is really boring.

Zhuang Qiu is a hardworking person, which makes him restless.

The books that were casually thrown on the bed were arranged neatly by him, and the black robes were also washed with the cleansing formula.

Zhuang Qiu glanced at the letter on the table bitterly: "Do you think I will compromise in this way?"

Zhuang Qiu started to practice with his eyes closed. This place is extremely suitable for cultivation. The aura is so rich that it almost melts into fog and melts into his bones.

Of course, it's useless, the bone is dead.

Zhuang Qiu couldn't practice Qinglian Qiyan Sword, because he didn't have a body, and without a body, his spiritual power couldn't circulate, so naturally, don't talk about training in vain.

After struggling for another two days, Zhuang Qiu has figured out this place thoroughly.

Finally, he slowly set his eyes on the letter.

He thought comfortingly, it shouldn't be that difficult to train a Dharma protector to reach the Mahayana stage of integration. After all, those Dharma protectors have practiced for so many years, and it must be coming soon.

And finally survived, escaped the plot, and must not be bored to death.

Zhuang Qiu comforted himself, walked to the side of the waiting letter, then stretched out his palm, and slowly pressed on the letter.

A ray of red light wrapped around Zhuang Qiu's wrist. This red light was somewhat similar to the color of his red lotus. The ray of red light seemed to be spells. A red scab appeared.

Zhuang Qiu thought, things in the Demon Realm are really different from those in the Cultivation Realm, there is no need to make an oath to the Demon Demon, all you need to do is press a handprint.

The contract came into force automatically, and Zhuang Qiu's mind suddenly flooded with a large amount of memory. He was clearly a soul in the transformation stage, and this memory even made him feel that the sea of ​​consciousness was stretched a little.

When Zhuang Qiu digested this memory, he suddenly found that it was not only a practice, but also contained the entire understanding of this demon cultivator, as well as his life memories.

To accept the memory of a fusion period will make Zhuang Qiu confused, and he will not be able to distinguish who he is.

So Zhuang Qiu didn't accept all his memory and understanding of exercises, but just skimmed over to get a general understanding of his life.

This demon cultivator is also a heavenly genius. His past is not glorious. There are eight hundred enemies who died in his hands. This demon cultivator has a weird temper and loves to make enemies. There is a grudge with him, and even Xiao Yi has a bit of a feud with him.

Zhuang Qiu stroked his head, no wonder he would have such an end, if not for his cultivation base has reached the Mahayana integration stage, with his character of dying like this, he would have died countless times.

The Mozun should have lived for more than 1 years, so he has a lot of memories, Zhuang Qiu's 23 years of life are not enough to see.

Even if Zhuang Qiu only looked at the important ones, these memories made him feel in a trance.

Zhuang Qiu stopped looking at it immediately, stopped his movements, restrained his mind, and continued to look down after the feeling of trance disappeared.

After reading it piecemeal for nearly three months, Zhuang Qiucai finally finished reading the life of this Demon Lord.

Of course, there were too many details that he ignored, so he just took a rough look.

Because Zhuang Qiusheng came late, he hadn't seen the beast tide 700 years ago, but it was there in the memory of this Demon Lord.

Zhuang Qiu not only saw the demon king 700 years ago, but also saw the Shenyin 700 years ago.

At this time, Shenyin Huashen Ninth Realm was only in his 20s. When the beast tide was about to overwhelm the Taixuan Sword Sect, he stepped forward. He did not know what kind of secret method he used to raise his cultivation to the fusion stage. With the 72nd peak defensive formation, one person blocked the surging beast tide.

Although these monsters are only the lowest, but there are too many of them, densely packed, Zhuang Qiu felt his scalp numb just from the memory of the Demon Lord, and he couldn't bear to resist.

No wonder they always say that they are like a master, but they are not as good as a master.

Zhuang Qiu started watching it 700 years ago, and saw the memory of the 600 years before the death of the demon king. It took him three months to finish watching it.

After calming down, he was ready to practice the Demon Lord's skills, and he didn't need to be very strong, as long as he could get out.