My Taoist Companion Thumb Demon

Su Qingyun took out the cloth and gently wiped the sweat off his senior brother's face. Seeing his frowning eyebrows, he couldn't help smoothing them away with his fingers.Staring at Jun Xuanmo's handsome face, he hesitated whether to wake him up, or wait for him to walk out of the state of refining his mind.

At this time, their flying magic weapon was quietly floating in a magnificent world.

Floating mountains of different sizes are everywhere in the air. There are palaces on the big floating mountain, and silvery waterfalls hanging on the small floating mountain. Below the waterfall is an endless ocean. Compared with Fushan, the big witch is nothing.

Su Qingyun never found other demon cultivators nearby, the whole world was eerily empty except for him and the unconscious people.

The Golden Crow above the disc disappeared and returned to the original rune totem. Due to the consumption of a lot of magic energy, the totem appeared dim and moved slowly against the water surface.

Su Qingyun was worried that Yuanpan would fall into the sea due to the exhaustion of magic energy, so he immediately injected Xuanling Qi into Yuanpan, and when he got Xuanling Qi, the rune totems lit up again, and the whole disk slowly lifted into the air, moving The speed is several times faster.

He wanted to find a place to stay first, and then make a long-term plan after everyone woke up, so he controlled Yuanpan and chose a large floating mountain with a palace nearby.

A quarter of an hour later, Yuanpan entered the range of Fushan Mountain, passed through several peaks, and landed steadily on the square in front of the palace.

Su Qingyun observed the surrounding situation vigilantly, and his spiritual sense reached as far as possible. The paint of the palace was mottled, the doors and windows were broken, and there was no one there. It seemed that this was a deserted floating mountain.

He relaxed his vigilance, held Jun Xuanmo's hand tightly, sat on his knees, and stared down at his sleeping face.I don't know what he experienced in the state of refining the heart, but there was another thin layer of sweat on his face.

Su Qingyun took out the cloth again, wiped the sweat off his face, and couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

"Brother-"

Jun Xuanmo didn't respond, Su Qingyun sighed softly, looked up at Wu Yu Yaoji and her men, and they showed no sign of waking up.I don't know what happened to the other demon cultivators who entered the secret realm of An Tuokun. Tens of thousands of demon cultivators rushed into the secret realm, but never met each other, so strange.

How big is the secret realm of An Tuo Kun?The whole secret realm is an ocean?For those demon cultivators who rushed into the secret realm and immediately entered the realm of refining their minds, would their bodies fall into the sea if they did not have the support of the flying magic weapon?Will Moxiu be drowned if he is immersed in deep water for a long time?

Despite the many doubts, Su Qingyun remained calm and calm, patiently waiting for his companion to wake up.As the senior brother said, he is not a demon cultivator, he has few desires, and the state of refining the mind cannot trap him for too long, so he is the first person to wake up.

However, Su Qingyun still couldn't figure it out when he recalled the scene he saw in the mind-refining realm.

Was his obsession with the man in the white robe, or... the black stone that was placed in the cauldron?What is confusing is that since it is an illusion, everything is nothingness. When he couldn't help standing in front of the cauldron and begging the white-robed man to let go of the stone, the white-robed man's eyes really fell on him. After making a seal at him and saying another word, he was expelled from the palace and escaped from the illusion.

Su Qingyun frowned slightly, puzzled.

"Um--"

Suddenly, Jun Xuanmo groaned, his body shook, his breathing became short of breath, and his head was sweating profusely.Su Qingyun held his hand nervously, at a loss.

What exactly did the senior brother see in the realm of refining the mind?Why such a strange reaction?

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother?" He called out in a deep voice. "Brother, wake up, brother—"

Jun Xuanmo, who was in the state of refining his mind, couldn't hear any sound. He was immersed in the joy of killing. Countless rebels rushed up to give away the heads. With a flick of the Burning Soul Scythe in their hands, thousands of heads were harvested in an instant.

The leader of the rebel army is the master of a realm, and somehow he used some method to break the barrier and lead the crowd to attack the Haotian Realm in order to fight for the throne of the god of all realms.They attacked to the outside of the main hall unimpeded all the way, victory was in sight, suddenly a young man in red robe appeared out of thin air, his black hair flying arrogantly, bloodthirsty light of excitement burst out from his purple eyes, and the weapon in his hand was daunting.

It was a sickle with a strange shape. The handle was about five feet long. The blade was about two feet long and seven inches wide. At the bottom of the chain is a metal ball with thorns. It is pitch black but glows with a strange purple light. When the red-robed youth carries the sickle on his shoulder, he is full of murderous aura and overwhelming.

The red-robed young man charged into the rebel army like a bamboo, and grabbed the head of the Lord of the World. Countless rebels rushed forward to block him, but he killed them all with one blow. Wherever they passed, blood flowed like rivers.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a demon god from hell, he fought recklessly. Thousands of rebels were killed by him.

When the blade of the Burning Soul Scythe pierced into the body of the Lord of the World, the war ended here.

The whole scene changed suddenly. In the magnificent hall, the gods of all worlds sat on the throne high above. There were many gods and generals standing on both sides of the hall. Only the young man in red stood alone in the center of the hall and was judged.

Trial?

"I refuse to accept it!" The red-robed youth looked at the god of the worlds, but the face of the god of the worlds seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, blurred.

"Kill the lord of a world, destroy the creatures of a world, you should be punished!"

"Those who live in charcoal are demons!"

"There are spirits in all worlds. You killed the rebels, but why did you go through the world and kill them?"

"The natal weapon devours the soul, and the blood sacrifice of all spirits can be used to cut the blade. Such an evil thing is the evil thing in the bottom of the small world, and it is difficult to be elegant."

"..."

The harsh words entered the ears of the red-robed youth verbatim. The red-robed youth clenched his fists and stared at the god on the throne.

"If there is no deity standing in front of you, you will still order to stand here and speak nonsense!" He said coldly.

"So rude, it really is a stubborn stone!"

"With tens of thousands of years of cultivation, how dare you be arrogant and rude in front of us."

The young man in red squinted his eyes and cursed. "Old stuff!"

"presumptuous!"

The terrifying pressure of the realm enveloped the young man in red, but he straightened his back without fear, his purple eyes stared straight ahead, and only wanted to hear how the one above him was going to deal with him.

Even the jeering comments in his ears could not shake his will, and he only had that person in his eyes.

When the man finally spoke the parable, he couldn't believe it.

"Since it looks like a demon, it is a demon and should be punished."

His voice, without any emotional fluctuations, clearly echoed in the temple, and the purple eyes of the red-robed youth instantly burst out with hatred.

"—Ling, this deity is just a knife in your hand, and has been fighting for you all the time!"

"Since you regard this deity as a demon, this deity will degenerate into a demon, and the Haotian Realm will not have a peaceful day—"

Holding the burning soul sickle in his hand, he rushed towards the god of the worlds on the throne.

"Senior Brother—Senior Brother—"

A gentle voice came from far away, and the red-robed young man rushing towards the throne suddenly paused, the scene in front of him collapsed, where is there any temple, what god of the world?

"Brother—wake up—brother—"

With a hint of eagerness in his voice, as he got closer and closer, the evil spirit on the face of the red-robed youth slowly disappeared, and the burning soul scythe in his hand gradually disappeared. He stood in the darkness and listened attentively.

"Brother!"

The familiar voice shocked him, and Jun Xuanmo finally woke up.Sweeping around, recalling the scene just now, his face darkened.With the realm of his demon ancestor, he has also learned the way of the realm of refining the mind.

"Brother..."

Qingyun's voice kept ringing, Jun Xuanmo softened his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he tore up the entire space and forced out of the state of refining the mind.

Su Qingyun noticed that Jun Xuanmo's eyelids moved, his face was overjoyed, and he couldn't help calling out again. "Brother is awake?"

Jun Xuanmo frowned, opened his eyes, and saw a handsome face, his dark eyes were full of worry, he wanted to raise his hand, but found that his hand was being held tightly by Qing Yun.

Seeing that Jun Xuanmo finally woke up, Su Qingyun let out a long breath.

"What?" Jun Xuan Mo asked hoarsely.

"Brother, is he in a state of refining his mind?" Su Qingyun asked.

"Yeah." Jun Xuanmo didn't deny it.

Su Qingyun said: "I thought that with the realm of senior brother, the realm of refining the mind would not be able to trap you."

Jun Xuanmo sat up and pulled his hand from Su Qingyun's. Hearing his words, he narrowed his eyes, stretched out his long arms, and hugged him into his arms.

Su Qingyun was dazed, and he clung tightly to his arms, feeling inexplicably at ease.

"Brother?"

Jun Xuanmo buried his face in Su Qingyun's neck, hugging him domineeringly and possessively.

"only you……"

"What?" Su Qingyun only heard half of the sentence, puzzled.He patted Jun Xuanmo on the back and asked him to let go of himself.This is the secret realm of An Tuokun, and they still have important things to do, so let's put aside such private matters for now.

Jun Xuanmo hugged him for a long time before letting him go. His expression had returned to normal. Standing on the disk, he looked coldly at Wu Yu Yaoji and the others lying there, and said, "Since you have entered the secret realm of An Tuo Kun, you can Don't worry about them."

Su Qingyun said hesitantly: "They are still in the state of refining their minds, and it might not be right to leave them behind.

"We came to this secret realm to find a way to get out of the world. How do we take them with us?" Jun Xuanmo said, "There are no other living beings in this floating mountain. Throwing them here is the most benevolent."

"Since they regard us as masters, as masters, they cannot ignore them." Su Qingyun shook his head.

"I don't know when their mind-refining state will end. Are you going to wait for them to wake up one by one?" Jun Xuanmo raised his eyebrows and asked.

Su Qingyun pondered, and said, "I don't know...whether this method is feasible."

"Huh?" Jun Xuanmo was puzzled.

Su Qingyun spread his right hand, revealing the imprint on his palm, and mobilized the mysterious spirit energy in his dantian. With a thought, a cloud of white mist appeared in his palm. After a while, the picture of the splendid sky appeared in midair. He raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Look! There is no restriction on coming here."

Jun Xuanmo said clearly: "Do you want to include them in the map of the Splendid Heavenly Tower?"

Su Qingyun nodded. "I'll take them in first, and then I'll go in and have a look after a while. If they wake up, I'll let them out."

Jun Xuanmo said: "Based on their cultivation level, they won't be able to wake up every three to five days."

Su Qingyun sighed: "So, if you ignore them and let them fall into a coma in Fushan for three to five days, it will be dangerous if other demon cultivators come."

And he finally knew why many demon cultivators didn't want to mention it when they went out after entering the secret realm of An Tuokun.Just entering the realm of refining the mind for the first time in the secret realm will hone the will, and may be attacked because of coma.It is not unlucky to escape with good luck, and it is not uncommon for those with bad luck to fall.And the perpetrator is even more unlikely to go out to publicize his great achievements in the secret realm. Over time, all the demon cultivators who have entered and exited the secret realm of An Tuo Kun kept silent and kept secrets.

Su Qingyun moved very quickly, and within a moment, he brought Wu Yu Yaoji and his five subordinates into the picture of the splendid sky.Tang Yuze opened his mouth in shock when he saw Wu Yu Yaoji.

Su Qingyun asked Tang Yuze to find a few people, and sent the six of them to an empty palace together, and after a few brief confessions, a picture of the splendid sky was produced.

Yuanpan lifted off slowly, left Fushan, and flew elsewhere.Jun Xuanmo stood beside Su Qingyun with his hands behind his back, and said to him, "Wu Yu Yao Ji is very selfish and has not yet fully recognized her master, but my junior trusts them so much, isn't it afraid that they will get upset when they see Bao?"

Su Qingyun said: "With senior brothers around, I dare not measure them."

Jun Xuanmo embraced his shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "Thanks to Junior Brother for looking up to me."

Su Qingyun naturally leaned on him with a relaxed expression. "What did senior brother see in the realm of refining his mind? Why was he sweating profusely, and he was very disturbed."

A trace of coldness flashed across Jun Xuanmo's face. "It's just some boring stuff, it's not worth mentioning. But junior, how did you feel in the realm of refining the mind? Why did you leave so quickly?"

Su Qingyun murmured and said, "My state of refining my mind is very strange. After looking at everything, the thing that touches me the most is a stone."

"Stone?" Jun Xuanmo frowned.