After wearing a book, I fell in love with an old man in the fairy world

The secret realm of the Holy Land of Zhengdaomen is very famous in the world of cultivating immortals.

It is said that this secret realm is one of the great ancient secret realms so far. There are countless treasures and adventures in it. No matter what your cultivation level is, as long as you can find it alive, your future will be limitless.

It is precisely because of such a treasure that Zhengdaomen can stand as the head of all immortal gates.

However, it is impossible for the Zhengdaomen to truly monopolize such treasures. In order to avoid being besieged by the envious sects, Zhengdaomen stated at the beginning of its establishment that although the sect has the ownership of the secret realm, it will share resources with everyone.

Therefore, there will be a once-in-a-hundred-year opening. At that time, people who are above the stage of transformation of each sect will participate, and they can bring two disciples in.

Ji Changfeng sneaked into Zhengdaomen back then to enter the secret realm to find something to heal his internal injuries. Although he doesn't need it now, Lian Mourning wants to participate and he has a promise with Hehuanzong, so he still has to go.

When the news came out, Lian Mour estimated the time and left the customs.

On the day of leaving the customs, Ji Changfeng was guarding outside, and Gong Xiaodi and others ran over to greet him. Everyone had been waiting outside the stone room door for a few days. They even knew about the fact that Mourning was going to participate in the secret realm of the Holy Land, so they planned to leave the customs Days come.

"Brother Yue, I haven't seen you for a year, you are even more beautiful!"

As soon as he came out of the stone room, the cheerful Gong Changjun ran up to greet him happily.

But this kid has never been able to speak out of his head, a compliment immediately made the face of Lian Mou who was in a good mood stiffen, and he almost couldn't help kicking this little boy, showing his majestic masculinity.

Pretty hair!He doesn't care about the word at all!

"Junior Brother Yue's cultivation level seems to have risen again. That's a good relationship. With Junior Brother Yue leading the way, we're sure to kill all directions this time and gain a lot..."

It was still Xiong Jihu who could speak, exaggerating what Lian Mour liked to hear without leaving a trace.

Kill the Quartet This is the best standard word for masculinity and heroism.

Lian Mou immediately felt relieved, but he also got an important message, "Are you going to the secret realm too?"

Although the three of Xiong Jihu are a little weaker in Jindanqi to go to the secret realm, it is not impossible, but the premise is that they must be guided by elders. He does not remember that these three guys have worshiped their masters.

"Yes, brother Yue, we are going to join in the fun too, it was arranged by Elder Feng for us!"

Gong Changjun excitedly explained first.

Ji Changfeng nodded and smiled, "Before arriving at the center of the secret realm, the secret realm will be transmitted according to the level of cultivation. Before that, I can't be with you as a teacher. It will be safer if you have Changjun and a few people to form a team with you..."

The topographical distribution of the Holy Land Secret Realm is in a triangular shape, with a total of nine floors from low to high. The treasures in each floor are different, and the higher you go, the better.

But when entering, it will be teleported according to different cultivation bases. The lower the cultivation base is, the lower the transmission will be. If you want to go to the highest level of the secret realm, you need to pass layers of tests. black hands.

Although the people who go in are all from the fairy gate, they generally don’t kill people, but the secret identity cards that are robbed and entered will be eliminated and sent out, which creates a competitive relationship. No one likes the competition of reaching the center to get the treasure. There are too many opponents.

According to the rules of the secret realm, you can bring your disciples in. In fact, it is also a kind of competition. Which sect has the most disciples who arrive at the center at the end, which sect will have face in the future, and the number of places to enter the secret realm will increase next time.

Considering that Lian Mourning would fight alone before arriving at the center, Ji Changfeng tried a way to get Gong Changjun and the others also qualified to enter.

Although the cultivation bases of a few people are one level behind, they have a good relationship with Lian Mourning and have a high degree of tacit understanding. This kind of teammates cooperate better than high cultivation bases in the secret realm. The master lacks everything and does not lack this.

Ji Changfeng can be said to be well-intentioned.

Lian Mourn was really moved, and immediately promised, "Thank you master, I will definitely arrive at the center, and I won't let you down!"

Even though Ji Changfeng was so kind to him because he loved the original owner, Ji Changfeng did teach him a lot, whether it was cultivation or life experience, he learned a lot, and he sincerely regarded the other party as his master.

"Safety is the most important thing. Be careful of monsters in the secret realm. In times of crisis, leave your badge and leave. There are teachers in the central area."

Ji Changfeng had no scruples, he hugged people in front of everyone, every move and every word was full of deep yearning, he really felt that the whole world was boring during Tuer's retreat.

He knew that Lian Mour wanted the mysterious stone from beyond the sky, and the subtext of this statement was that he would help find it.

"Master, you are also careful."

Lian Mourning nodded. In the secret realm, there is no need to worry about killing people, but monsters and natural traps are also life-threatening dangers that cannot be ignored. He does not want the other party to have an accident, no matter what the reason is.

It was a rare meeting, and the two masters and apprentices hugged each other.

Gong Changjun blushed when he saw it, turned his head and looked at Su Jianqing, thinking of something, the tips of his ears also turned red.

Xiong Jihu still had an honest and honest smile, but the fingers behind his back were shaking and shaking, and his heart was sad.

I thought to myself: I don’t know when the lord will come back. If it’s later, my wife will really run away with others. I blame him for not thinking of ‘Madame’. What should I do, hey...

And knowing a certain devil in the sea again, the air-conditioning was already overflowing, and I began to think about how to take this opportunity to 'break up the marriage'.

So, that night, the secret communication token on Xiong Jihu's body lit up.

Lord!

Seeing the distinctive light of the token, Xiong Jihu's eyes lit up, and his mood was instantly excited.

There are three colors of Mozong communication, black, gray and white, white is for ordinary disciples, gray is for elders and devils to contact, and black is only for lords to use.

Ever since Feng Yan contacted the elders of the Demon Sect for instructions last time, there has been no news. Everyone obeyed the order and kept silent, but in fact they were very worried in their hearts, and they didn't believe the retreat news they got before.

Because they all know that the Venerable Lord always puts the great cause of demons as the most important thing. If there is no very serious matter, it is impossible to leave everyone alone.

At this moment the Lord suddenly contacted, Xiong Jihu was very excited, he is the most loyal subordinate of the Lord, no one can compare to him!

Immediately set a restriction, opened the token, respectfully knelt down on one knee facing the phantom,

"Subordinate Sato, pay homage to the Lord!"

"Get up, I don't have much time, I have something to tell you, please listen carefully."

On the other side of the token, Feng Yan looked calm, not surprised that Xiong Jihu should be lurking inside the Zhengdaomen.

If he didn't recognize his subordinates, he wouldn't be worthy of being the master of the Demonic Way. In fact, he knew that Xiong Jihu was from the Demonic Way since the first time he saw him.

It's just that it's not clear who it is, and there is no need for it for the time being, so it has been useless. I didn't expect it to be Sato.

"My lord, please order, this subordinate must complete the task!"

Xiong Jihu was respectful and excited, and wanted to look up to see how his lord was doing recently, but he didn't dare to offend him, the lord still had a very temper.

"I know that you have been lurking in the Zhengdao sect for many years, and you are going to join in the fun in the secret realm of the Holy Land. This time, you only need to do two things. One, protect Yue Xixian; two, notify the sect to end the ambush halfway in the secret realm and bring Yue Xixian back Mozong, he must not be allowed to go to Sanxiu City with Ji Changfeng."

If it was before, Xiong Jihu would definitely nod his head immediately and promise to complete the task, but the name 'Yue Xixian' has been too loud in recent years, so he was a little surprised to hear his lord mention this name.

Then the first thing that comes to mind is, are their guesses true?The Lord really fell in love with Yue Xixian!

"My lord, it is rumored that you have a very close relationship with Yue Xixian. You even gave him a Taoist bracelet and a demon token. You and him really..."

Xiong Jihu couldn't help asking, he was cultivated by the lord himself, and the relationship is much closer, the lord even named him 'Zuo Dao', which means left-handed sword, which shows the trust and expectation for him, so he dared to Dare to ask.

Although Junior Brother Yue's personal charm is indeed good, he still can't believe that even the Lord is attracted to him.

"He will be your master from now on, act secretly, remember, don't let him discover your identity."

Feng Yan pursed his lips and ended the secret conversation without further explanation.

But Xiong Jihu was able to comprehend the subtext enough to make him recognize Yue Xixian as the master, and the heart of respecting the master is obvious.

"Yes, your lord!"

Xiong Jihu listened to the order, feeling sad in his heart.

Although he likes Junior Brother Yue quite a lot, he really doesn't want Junior Brother Yue to go to the Demon Sect. Junior Brother Yue's ability to do harm is too strong...

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At the same time, Yaozu.

In the palace of the demon clan, the handsome and powerful new demon emperor is sitting on the dragon chair and is seriously painting on the desk. The gesture of writing the pen is gentle and slow, as if stroking the skin of his lover, and his eyebrows are full of tenderness while staring at the scroll.

The subordinate who was waiting next to him glanced at the picture scroll. The picture on it should be a man with a red dress fluttering and a proud figure.

The reason why it should be is because only the body shape and clothing are drawn on the scroll, and no specific facial features are drawn, but the subordinates have already guessed who it is.

Looking at the master's appearance again, I couldn't help admonishing,

"Master, don't worry, our people have already been deployed. As long as you give the order, we will definitely bring them back. My monster clan orders the monsters in the world, and even the human race's immortals and demons can't do anything about it!"

"No, this hall will make him come to Yaozu willingly, and put on the new clothes that this hall prepared for him... Come and have a look, is this painting done by this hall?"

Yao Shisan raised his hand and smiled lightly, his handsome face no longer had the unruly charms of the past, but more of an impenetrable tranquility.

The subordinate sighed in his heart, not daring to disobey, he listened to the order and looked at the picture scroll for evaluation,

"Master is very good at painting, his figure is lifelike, very much like Young Master Yue, but why doesn't His Majesty paint his face?"

"This hall always feels that that face is not fresh enough, it is better for him to look at this hall's eyes..."

Yao Shisan put down his pen and frowned.

The face in the memory is blurred, only the bits and pieces of getting along with each other can't be forgotten, which is too strange for a monk with a photographic memory.