Chapter 517: Demon Master Forgets the Moon

In the barren mountain and broken temple, Xuan Xuan finished telling the story, casually pointed to Xuan Yue, who was meditating cross-legged not far from him, with a wicked smile on his face, and started Tai Chi with bad intentions.

"Nameless! In the clear! No tears! You see, it's already dawn outside, it's time for morning exercise in a while, if you still want to hear the story, go to your Uncle Xuanyue, he is the inheritor of the demon master's lineage, that alchemy can not only subdue the demon spirit, but also interpret the language of the beasts of all races, it is really mysterious! ”

The three little guys, nameless and innocent and tearless, all turned their heads to look out the window, only to see the sky with thousands of rays of light, thousands of colors, dazzling, beautiful, a round of red as blood, rising from the endless sea of clouds, adding luster to all things in heaven and earth;

Seeing this, the three little guys looked at each other, although they didn't sleep all night, but a few pairs of eyes full of curiosity and desire for knowledge, but there was no trace of fatigue, they stood up very tacitly, and ran towards the stunned Yueyue without hesitation, sitting cross-legged in front of the Yue, looking at him with blank eyes;

And Xuan Xuan was cheeky and shy, and ran to grab wine and drink with Xuan Nan, leaving only Xuan Yue, who felt helpless, looking at the eyes of the three little guys speechlessly, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, with a look of memory on his face, and a soft and quiet sigh;

"Alas! That's it! That's it! Anyway, I can't escape, so I'll just tell you! It is said that the ancestor of my demon master lineage forgot the moon, according to the records of the ancestor angel codex of the demon master lineage, he rode the golden-winged white eagle all the way to fly, and after several months, he found the ancient ruins that had been dormant for a long time..."

According to the records in the codex of the ancestor of the demon master, he crossed the mountains and mountains, and rushed to the mysterious place in the stars and moons, and finally entered the vast sea after a few months, and stopped over a golden-red island;

"Wow!"

Forget the moon sat cross-legged on the back of the golden-winged white eagle, looked down at the island standing on the sea, carefully observed the mountain-shaped topography of the island, felt the abundant vitality of heaven and earth and the direction of the wind, and praised it indifferently;

"This island is surrounded by the sea, shaped like a bird spreading its wings, the trees and vegetation in the island, like the true sun and the scorching sun, the sea breeze is here, detouring, but the heaven and earth vitality is swarming, it should be caused by the power of some kind of spirit gathering array, so that there will be a lot of psychic monsters born around here!"

After confirming that the location of the island was correct, she reached out and gently patted the golden-winged white eagle, pinched her sword and pointed to the island below, signaling the golden-winged white eagle to land;

"Wow!"

Under the control of the will of the god of the forgotten moon, the golden-winged white eagle crossed the rivers, lakes and seas, endless mountains and rivers, and finally descended on a blood-red island in the vast sea.

This is a strange-shaped forest, towering trees, lush branches, wide leaves about the size of a palm, showing a golden red like a flame, under the accumulation of many years, covering the earth under the trees, like a golden-red carpet, looking from a distance like a flame of fire is burning;

Forget the moon knows that this is the legendary fire mulberry tree, and most of the fire mulberry trees here grow in the center, and there is a circle of emerald green vegetation on the periphery, the trunk is thick, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and the palm-sized leaves are like spreading out the palm, which is the legendary phoenix sycamore;

The bark of the sycamore tree, compared with the wrinkled and uneven bark of the fire mulberry tree, appears relatively smooth, and contrasts with the golden-red fire mulberry tree, making the fire mulberry tree look like a masculine and mighty king, while the phoenix plane tree looks like a graceful lady who always accompanies the king;

Leaning Moon turned to look at the vast sea, walked slowly on the soft sand, stood on a reef that was almost submerged by the sea, he leaned over and looked into the water, as if looking for something, after a few breaths, he reached into his arms, took out a small porcelain bottle, pulled the cork with his fingers, and the mouth of the bottle slowly tilted towards the sea;

"Tick!"

A drop of red as blood, but with a bit of turquoise liquid, blooming with a hazy brilliance, fell into the light blue water, with the ups and downs of the seawater, but did not immediately dissolve, like a bright lamp in the water, shining at the bottom of the water, reflecting a halo of real and illusory light;

Forget the moon quickly closed the cork, put her backhand into her arms, and stared at the Xuanguang liquid indifferently, motionless like an old man who was quietly fishing, as if he was patiently waiting for the prey to take the bait;

At this moment, the golden-winged white eagle, who was standing behind the forgotten moon and was combing its feathers with its hook-shaped beak, suddenly shook his body, and a pair of sharp bird eyes showed a humanized look, full of undisguised greed, staring at the Xuanguang liquid floating in the seawater, and spitting out words meaningfully;

"The hosts! Why did you drip elf blood into the sea? In this way, once the spiritual power contained in the blood of the demon spirit is exhausted, it will be dissolved by the seawater, wouldn't it be a pity! ”

When Forget Yue heard this, she didn't look back and explained indifferently;

"Poor Dao is to use this demon spirit blood as bait to lure the psychic monsters dormant in the deep sea, and use the secret language of ten thousand beasts to ask about this place!"

When the golden-winged white eagle heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to recommend himself;

"The hosts! Why don't I go around and catch a psychic monster for you, and then you can give me this drop of demon spirit blood, what do you think? ”

When Forget Yue heard this, her eyes were still staring at the Xuanguang liquid in the water, and she responded indifferently without looking back;

"That's fine! But remember, don't kill for no reason, and don't bully the weak and coerce the demons here! ”

When the golden-winged white eagle heard this, the bird's head lowered, bowed slightly to the forgotten moon, and whispered with a little awe;

"Yes! I will obey the master's decree! Never hurt the innocent! Please rest assured hosts! ”

When Forget Yue heard this, she waved her hand without looking back, and spoke in a deep voice in an indifferent tone;

"Go ahead!"

The golden-winged white eagle nodded slightly at the back of the forgotten moon, stretched its wings and shook violently, and its body rose into the air;

"Wow!"

A sharp and arrogant birdsong pierced through the void, fluttering and echoing, and the golden-winged white eagle turned into a streamer phantom and flew away into the distance at great speed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info