Following Youxue, Mu Ying came to the hall of the Demon Master's Mansion, only to see that in the center of the hall, there were square desks, and behind each desk, there were demon masters wearing black clothes, and around those desks, there were countless people in different costumes flowing with each other. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This is the waiting hall, if the surrounding villages and towns find monsters, they will come here to issue a reward, and then there will be their own demon masters to deal with them." Youxue saw Mu Ying staring at the square platform in the hall, and explained a little on the side.

Mu Ying understood, nodded immediately, and continued to follow Youxue towards the deeper inner mansion.

Between the hall of the Demon Master's Mansion and the inner mansion, there is an extremely spacious atrium, the courtyard is surrounded by dense flowers, and in the center, there are three huge rocks standing. The rocks showed mottled signs of age in the sunlight, and the dark and smooth surface had three crimson ancient seals remaining.

'Lingduge Pavilion...' Mu Ying thought softly in his heart, although these three seals were complicated, he could still vaguely recognize a little by virtue of the glyphs.

"Elder, there is one person who is qualified this time, and Youxue has been brought." Youxue on the side solemnly hugged her fist at the ancient wooden door opposite the atrium.

"Come in." As an old voice sounded, the door of the atrium was slammed open by a strong wind, and countless dusts were blown out by the strong wind and scattered on the wooden platform outside the door.

"Yuxue is leaving." Youxue arched her hand into the empty door, and then said to Mu Ying: "Go in, I still have some things, so I won't follow." With that, he left the atrium with his hands behind his back.

"Whew." Looking at Youxue's back, Mu Ying exhaled deeply, turned around, and walked straight to the dark wooden house along the small gravel path in the center of the courtyard.

'If the Demon Spirit Hundred Objects is discovered, the matter will be a big deal...'

Mu Ying stepped on her feet, thinking a little uneasily in her heart.

Trample... Trample...

Mu Ying stepped into the dark room, and there was a dead silence in the empty house, except for the sound of footsteps rubbing against the ground, beating rhythmically......

Suddenly, a vertical black shadow shot at Mu Ying like lightning, Mu Ying was already vigilant in her heart, and in the blink of an eye, her fingertips were attached to a layer of dark golden edge, and with the sound of the buzzing of the air tearing, it cut straight towards the black shadow.

The palm wrapped in dark gold energy divided the black shadow into several petals like cutting tofu, and Mu Ying looked down to see that it was a piece of wood that had been split into several pieces.

"The weather has been getting cold lately, and the old man tried your skills, and he also borrowed your hands to chop today's firewood. Little guy, you shouldn't mind, right? ”

An old voice came from a corner, and then the candles in the room were lit, reflecting the originally dark house with a little warmth.

"The elder has such a strong hand, if the kid's cultivation is a little poor, I'm afraid this palm will be useless today." Mu Ying shook off her palm, which was already a little numb under the confrontation just now, and was a little more vigilant in her heart for the slightly rickety old man in front of her.

"I haven't been active for a long time, and my strength is not well controlled, don't blame the little guy." The old man came up with a candlestick, his cloudy eyes looked at Mu Ying's cheeks by the candlelight, and said with a kind smile: "It is not easy to survive in that kind of demon tide, and you will come with the old decay." ”

Hearing this, Mu Ying nodded, and followed the elder's slow pace as she walked through the candlelit room.

After taking two steps, the old man suddenly stood in front of the stone wall deep in the room, and then flexed his fingers and rhythmically tapped an ordinary-looking green brick.

The brick sank downward, and then as if it had touched some kind of mechanism, and the room was filled with the sound of 'Karakala', and with that noise, a small opening about half a man's width opened around the green brick that had just fallen.

As soon as the small opening was opened, a rich ink fragrance blew like a wave.

"Little one, here is a spiritual decision, you can choose two of them. As your reward for surviving the demon tide. The old man held the candle flame and smiled lightly.

"Elder Xie." A hint of surprise appeared in Mu Ying's eyes, and she hurriedly arched her hand at the old man.

"Okay, you can find it, and the old decay won't bother. You only have a candle flame in your time, though. Seeing Mu Ying's thoughtful courtesy, the old man smiled with satisfaction, handed the candlestick to Mu Ying, and then took his withered hands and walked towards the road he came...

Mu Ying took the candlestick, looked at the white candle that was still half a section left, and walked into the dark room that was slightly oozing with cold.

In the dark room, there are many bookshelves, Mu Ying holds the candle flame in her hand, her steps move, her eyes follow the candlelight, and she constantly scans the names on the bamboo slips around her.

"The Three Dharmas Spiritual Determination... Curse of the Hundred Ghosts... The Sun Sutra..."Mu Ying muttered the complex and different names on the scroll, but she didn't have the intention of moving.

"Jin Yun said... Piercing the clouds..."Mu Ying kept looking at the simple introduction on the bamboo slips, but she pouted and put it back.

Time passed slowly under Mu Ying's leisurely stroll......

Suddenly, when Mu Ying didn't know how many steps she took, the candlelight in front of her suddenly dimmed a little...

Mu Ying turned her eyes to the candlestick, but found that the candle had almost dried up at some point, leaving only a trace of wick beating extremely unsteadily......

"It's a waste of too much time." Mu Ying shook her head, looking at the darkness in front of her, with some unwillingness in her eyes.

Just as Mu Ying turned around and was about to walk in the direction of the bamboo slip that had been paying some attention before, the imprint on her wrist suddenly became hot......

"Huh?"

Mu Ying looked at the pitch-black space behind her suspiciously, and the candle flame in her hand flickered twice.

Mu Ying stepped out, and there was a heat on her wrist.

Although there were doubts in her heart, Mu Ying still trotted forward, and the marks on her wrists became hotter and hotter, until at a certain moment, Mu Ying finally stopped in front of an extremely exquisite bookshelf.

"Shhh

I don't know when the candle flame in her hand went out, so Mu Ying had to use the red light on her arm to carefully look at the ancient scrolls on the bookshelf.

"Star Tour... Wind shifting footwork... This is ......."

Mu Ying's eyes followed the red light on his wrist and gradually moved to the bottom row of the bookshelf, and in that corner, there was a scroll of ancient scrolls that were all red......

Mu Ying took out the crimson scroll and spread it out in his palm, but found that the scroll was full of strange words, stretched and curved, like insects and snakes.