Rashomon Illusion Land, that is a treasure land that all monks in the world yearn for. Not only because of the treasures everywhere, but also because it can solve all difficult and even unsolvable doubts.

......

Leaving the Rashomon Illusion, Madara dragged his body forward, his eyes wandering all the way, without focus.

The name of the undead is calamity.

Disasters mixed with the crowd will constantly bring the shadow of death to those around them.

It wasn't until decades after Dong Wusheng disappeared that this thing that bound her for half her life really got a name in the mouth of humans.

......

What should he do to make this thing disappear completely?

The short-haired brown boy played with the pure black dagger in his hand, his gaze as if he had seen through the chaotic colors of the dark night sky, glimpsing some unknown truth.

It is absolutely impossible to succeed in just killing and killing.

Perhaps, he should think differently......

--

Woke up from a coma with severe pain. Dong Wusheng opened his eyes and looked at the dungeon he was in, and then at the two people talking outside the prison door, and a wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

It's really unlucky, I actually ran into an old guy like Meng Changling......

Five hundred years ago, the Changling Meng clan was almost folded in her hands, and only let go of Meng Changling, who was still a little doll at the time, but I didn't expect this guy to grow into the ancestor of Xiaoyaomen, and now he is also an important role in the immortal cultivation world known as Shuoyang Sword.

Heck, humans grow so fast.

Retracting his gaze, Dong Wusheng lowered his head and began to bite the rope on his body with his teeth.

Outside the prison door, Meng Changling's face was tired, and while rubbing the bridge of his nose, he told the white-haired and golden-eyed young man in front of him, "...... This Rakshasa woman not only kills countless people, but also is cunning and treacherous, especially good at demagoguery, little Taoist friends must be careful, no matter what she says, don't believe it, when my pranayama is over, I will take over you immediately. ”

Bai Zhuo nodded and watched Meng Changling leave.

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the legendary female demon was bowing her head and biting the bundle of fairy ropes on her body, and he stood outside the cell door with his arms crossed, not thinking about it at all.

This bundle of immortal ropes is designed for monks who are extremely sinful, with excellent toughness, and has the effect of immune absorption of spiritual power.

As soon as such a thought flashed through his mind, Bai Zhuo saw the Rakshasa woman bite the rope and stand up.

“......”

Damn it!

Bai Zhuo hurriedly drew his sword and waited for it.

Seeing his panicked look, the Rakshasa smiled at him through a prison door and raised her right hand to reveal a silver chain on her wrist that had been pierced into the flesh.

This is the extra chain during her injury and sleep, and it is also an old face, every time it falls into the hands of the Monks Alliance, there will be such a thing in her hand when she wakes up, she is untied and worn, worn and untied, at first glance it is a little kind.

"Don't get excited, I didn't plan to run, I'm now a complete cultivator, I'm going to have a hard time with you, I'm the one who suffers, why should I suffer?"

“......”

Bai Zhuo remembered Meng Changling's advice, did not answer, held the sword in his hand, and stared at her fiercely.

In this regard, Dong Wusheng didn't care much about it.

She sat cross-legged on the ground near the cell door, looking at Bai Zhuo outside the cell door, smiling, "White Tiger Demon...... You're the new young patriarch of the Tiger Demon Clan......, right? Blanching?"

Bai Zhuo: "......"

Bai Zhuo still ignored it.

"Don't be nervous. ”

The Rakshasa girl tilted her head and smiled slightly, when she laughed, she didn't look like a murderous female demon at all, her skin was white, her face was slightly baby fat, and her eyes were calm and calm in her fiery red eyes, just like an ordinary decent lady who had not been out of the cabinet, quiet and gentle, "Of course I don't want to stay in prison for the rest of my life, we can discuss and make a deal." ”

However, with such a smiling face, the words that came out made Bai Zhuo's mood tighten.

"I don't have anything to negotiate with a female devil like you. ”

The Rakshasa seemed to hear a funny joke and chuckled lowly, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, don't you want to know what happened to the Tiger Demon Clan six hundred years ago?"

600 years ago......

Bai Zhuo didn't speak, and the fingers holding the spirit weapon tightened secretly.

Six hundred years ago, he was four hundred years old, about eight years old for humans, someone secretly arranged a heavenly thunder array covering the entire tribe in the territory of the Tiger Demon Clan, when the magic circle was launched, it was the dead of night when everyone was meditating, less than fifty percent of the people who escaped were still in the meridians, and half of the meridians of the people who escaped were damaged, and it was difficult to make progress in cultivation in this life.

Both of his parents were killed in the disaster.

Since then, the power of the Tiger Demon Clan, which has lost the only saint-level powerhouse, has been declining in the demon world, and the once ten major demon clans are now even vegetarian rabbit demons dare to argue with them.

"I'll find out myself, I don't need you to tell me. ”

The Rakshasa seemed to have expected such an answer, lowered her eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "It's a good thing that young people are motivated, but do you really think that you can fight against the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

Bai Zhuo frowned, "What do you mean?"

"What if I say that what happened to the Tiger Demon Clan six hundred years ago was planned by the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

The Rakshasa woman rested her elbows on her knees, her eyes staring at Bai Zhuo, as if she were admiring an interesting mural, "digging up the secrets of those old monsters for hundreds of years......

"How's it going, do you think you can do it, little white tiger?"

She looked at Bai Zhuo, her eyebrows and eyes were in the shape of a smile, but there was no trace of a smile in her eyes.

“......”

Bai Zhuo didn't speak, silent.

Six hundred years ago, after that happened, he and his brother, who were children at the time, were not recognized by the clan, and the position of patriarch was temporarily replaced by another elder.

It wasn't until nearly two hundred years later, when he and his elder brother gradually grew up, that he took over the position of patriarch with better talent.

For two hundred years, he has been pursuing the truth of those years.

But all the clues were inexplicably interrupted in the end.

He thought that too much time had passed, and the evidence and clues had been lost in time, but in fact, now that he thought about it, it was actually more like someone was controlling the situation behind his back, and before he found the truth, he quietly cut the thread that was left behind.

The Rakshasa looked at him, a slight smile on her lips, her bright red eyes looking dark and treacherous in the dim light of the dungeon, "What are you hesitating about? There will be no second insider willing to tell you the truth except me." ”

“......”

"Why should I trust you?"

That being said, Bai Zhuo actually believed seven points in his heart.

The Rakshasa lowered her eyes, as if she had expected such a question, "Actually, you shouldn't have to say that you should have thought of it, the Heavenly Thunder Array that can kill the saint-level powerhouse, not to mention that six hundred years ago, even now, how many craftsmen can make it?"

"In addition to the Tiger Demon Clan, there are a total of seven Demon Clans and three human sects that have also been assassinated, all of which are top-level organizations guarded by Saint-level powerhouses, and the ten Saint-level powerhouses have all fallen without exception......"

The Rakshasa woman raised her head and looked at Bai Zhuo's slightly pale face, and she didn't know who she was laughing at with a shallow smile in her eyes, "Although they cleaned up the traces very cleanly, this matter is too much of a movement, and the discerning person will know what is going on at a glance...... If you had already sat in the position of the patriarch of the Tiger Demon Clan, then I think you would have understood. ”

The more Bai Zhuo thought about it, the more he felt a chill in his back, and when he reacted, he found that he had raised his sword with trembling hands and slashed at the lock of the cell door.

"When—"

Sparks fly. The chains fell to the ground, and the Roguea smiled and pushed open the cell door and walked out.

"Happy cooperation, little white tiger. ”