Bai Lichi looked at Lian Yu and Likong who suddenly appeared, and couldn't help frowning, "Lian Yu, should you go to the Nine-Storied Pagoda and bring out an old monk from inside." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"This guy is here to reclaim those guys on the ground." Lian Yu pointed to the wailing monk on the ground, a chill condensed in his eyes.

"Really, I originally wanted to use it as a medicine man, but it was snatched away by the old monk." Bai Lichi didn't see any pity in his eyes, but he was very disgusted with the many monks on the ground. "Still, how about I leave this one." Bai Lichi pointed to Lou Luan.

He bowed to Bailichi with his hands folded. "Baili Shi, everyone else can stay for you, except him."

Bai Li Chi frowned. "Hush."

"Then thank you Baili donor for cutting love." As he spoke, his body instantly grew larger, and he stretched out his palm to the many monks on the ground, absorbing them all into his palm. "Then the old man will take his leave."

After the empty figure gradually disappeared, Lian Yu nodded to Baili Chi and Jia Ruo, and motioned to talk to him back to the Black Mountain. The figures of the three demons turned into black mist and disappeared in an instant.

The wind blew quietly, the sky of the Demon Domain was still gloomy and oppressive gray, and on the ground were the corpses of the monks who had been killed by Bailichi and Jiaruo, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the vultures flew through the sky and landed next to the monk's corpse, pecking at the monk's corpse. In a short time, the corpses on the ground had turned into white bones. The crow stood on the treetops and made a hoarse cry, just like every day in the Demon Realm.

Everything was calm again.

Lian Yu, a hundred miles late, Jia Ruo sat around the table.

Garo was the first to break the peace. "Lian Yu, what's going on with all this?"

"Well, how can I say it?" Lian Yu groaned. "After I went down from the nine-storied pagoda to the ninth-floor tower, the nine-tailed fox Mo Li appeared and said something, and then I put the token in the groove on the lotus platform at the bottom of the tower, and after pushing open the door that appeared, I arrived at the Garan Temple, and the old monk invited me to drink tea with a smile on his face."

"So, that guy knows everything, but he's just hiding in the Garan Temple and pretending to be deaf and dumb." Baili Chi narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Did he do it on purpose, he was the first to know everything but appeared last." ”

Garo thought for a moment about the empty person, and opened his mouth thoughtfully. "Maybe he has other plans."

"It's not that it's not impossible, that old guy is more than eight hundred years old after all." Lian Yu held his chin and rolled his eyes without the slightest image. "I have been alive for so long to occupy the mountain in the world, and the old guy has a lot of thoughts."

"Old fox." Bailichi complained.

"What about Xiao Zhao?" Lian Yu finally reacted to Xie Zhao's absence.

"She carved a deep valley on the ground of the Demon Domain and jumped down, guessing in which corner she was recuperating from her injuries, and she wouldn't get better for a while." Bai Lichi, who was watching the whole battle, replied. Then I couldn't help but sigh. Bear child.

"That's right." Lian Yu dragged a long voice, and there was no expression on his face.

Jia Ruo looked at Lian Yu and asked, "What next?" ”

"What's next...... Next, in addition to the necessary guards, mobilize all the people who can be mobilized to investigate the affairs of the black-robed organization, and regularly send contacts to Xiao Zhao until we find someone, we should talk to the righteous monks. Lian Yu showed a malicious smile on his face.

Bai Li Chi had a bad premonition in his heart, frowning slightly, he was a little hesitant. "Didn't everyone go to investigate the clues of the black-robed organization, Lian Yu, are you planning to go to the Ethereal Mountain alone?"

"Of course it's the three of us." Lian Yu's face was a look of course. "Besides, after the road leading to the Demon Domain in the Ethereal Mountain is closed, who else but the Demon Clan can easily enter this place where birds don't."

"Wrong." Garo spoke, with a serious look on his face. "The birds in the Demon Realm also."

"Hey, why are you serious in a place like this?" Baili Chi scratched his head, not quite understanding why Jia Ruo was always unexpectedly serious in such a place.

Lian Yu sighed a little helplessly. "It's just an analogy, don't take it too seriously."

Garo was silent.

"Then it's settled." Lian Yu clapped his hands and showed a smile like a spring breeze. "In a few days, the passage from the Ethereal Mountain to the Demon Domain will be closed, and after that, we will go to the Ethereal Mountain to make a big fuss."

“……”

Garo was silent. Bailichi scratched at the somewhat messy black hair, and finally didn't say anything.

At the same time, on the ethereal mountain. A huge figure appeared from the light, and when he completely appeared, the passage from the Ethereal Mountain to the Demon Domain was forcibly closed.

Dust, who was sitting in the main hall, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and walked out of the main hall.

"Master of the Sky. How do you ......?" I couldn't help but wonder if the plan had failed.

The empty handle flipped down, and the many monks in his hands landed in Wuji Square one after another, and then the empty figure shrank, and he came to the dust with his hands folded. "Dust Chief, don't come unharmed."

"The master of the void is, and it has not changed at all for many years. I don't know how I have time to visit Lao Dao me today. The slightly surprised look in his eyes was wiped away, and his eyes quickly returned to a dead silence.

Sora didn't answer Dust's question directly, and he had a Maitreya-like smile on his face. "Presumably the dust is long. I must have heard the bells of Garan Temple ringing. ”

"Nature." Whisk replied. His face was silent, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart what it mattered, the bell of the Garan Temple would ring every few hundred years, but it was just a change of dynasty. He didn't believe it at all.

Empty hands folded again. "Presumably, the Dust Breeze Dao Master has now cultivated enough to comprehend the realm of heaven and earth."

"Master Void is very clear." After listening to Kong's words, Fuchen couldn't help but make a faint mockery. "How is the situation of poor Dao cultivation, the master can see through it at a glance."

Sora was not annoyed by the ridicule, and continued to smile on his face. "Lao Wei has lived for more than 800 years, and naturally he is not wasting his years in vain."

"Then I don't know what Master Empty has to say?" The dust whisk shook off the dust in his hand, and looked at the sky with a slightly cold face. The voice was also tinged with gloom.

"Does the Dust Dao Elder want the old man to say it here?" Sora looked around.

"Inside, please." Fuchen stretched out his hand and motioned to the empty hall to speak. They talked like this for three days.

Three days later, Fu Chen, who had finished the conversation, personally sent the empty space to the foot of the Ethereal Mountain.

"Then, the old man will take his leave." He folded his hands in front of the dust, with a smile on his face. He was clearly pleased with the outcome of the conversation.

"Let's go, Master Kong." The dust whisk waved the dust in his hand and watched the air leave.

After the empty figure completely left, Fuchen turned around and walked up the mountain, giving orders to Qingfeng who was following him as he walked. The face is pale.

"Qingfeng, get ready to welcome guests at the bottom of the mountain."

Qing Feng's face was puzzled, and he slightly dragged a long voice to express his doubts. "Master, the guest refers to ......"

"A couple of guys from the Dark Lands."

"I see." Qing Feng heard the dark place, and instantly understood the identity of the guest that Fu Chen said. "The disciple will definitely entertain a few guests."

"I'll leave it to you, Qingfeng." The dust brushed his complexion slightly. Then he paused and continued, with some seriousness. "Qingfeng, I will hand over the position of the head of the Ethereal Mountain to Lou Luan, I have my own reasons, I hope you don't have dissatisfaction in your heart."

"The disciple doesn't dare, and the disciple has no intention of being in charge." Qing Feng was a little hesitant, but he still said what he had wanted to say all along. After speaking, he glanced at Fuchen a little nervously, but found that Fuchen did not leave with his sleeves, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fuchen faced Qingfeng, who was a little cautious, and reached out and patted Qingfeng's shoulder. Then he walked up the Ethereal Mountain. Qing Feng looked at the back of the dust, and for a while he was in a happy mood because he had said what he had always wanted to say, and he smiled.

After going up the Ethereal Mountain, Fuchen thought about it and raised his feet in one direction.

"It hurts—" Qing Ming clutched the quilt under him tightly with both hands, and couldn't help wailing. Although he was not too seriously injured in the Demon Punishment War, he made a cushion for Qinghe when he was thrown to Wuji Square by the air, and at this moment Qinghe was giving Qingming a medicinal wine that soothed the meridians, and the estrangement between the brothers and sisters in the Demon Domain had disappeared.

Vigorously patting Qingming's waist, Qinghe revealed a face with no fighting spirit. In the Demon Domain, Qinghe, who was full of hatred in his heart, had disappeared after the war. "Senior Brother Qingming, if I don't use my strength, maybe in a few decades, your waist will suddenly be misaligned one day during the battle." dragging the long tone, Qinghe slapped Qingming harder.

"You're so noisy." Lou Luan lifted his face from the pillow and looked at Qingming and Qinghe expressionlessly. His back was covered with gold pins. As the main combatant, he has countless wounds on his body, large and small, and he has also broken his heart because of the broken Natal Sword, and is now being treated by the most terrible doctor on the Ethereal Mountain.

"But it really hurts...... Qingming burst into tears, but after looking at the dense golden needles on Lou Luan's back, he silently covered his mouth with his hand.

When Fuchen walked into the house, Lou Luan buried his face in the pillow again, Qingming covered his mouth and wanted to cry out if he couldn't scream, while Qinghe was expressionless and blackened at Qingming.

"Master." Qinghe stopped the movement of his hands, and clenched his fists at the dust with his hands crossed to his chest.

"Master." As soon as Qingming opened his mouth, he was crying. It seems to be because of the pain.

Fuchen showed a loving smile at Qingming and Qinghe.

Lou Luan lifted his face from the pillow again. "Master."

"I'll see how you're all recovering, and I'm relieved to see that you're all in good spirits."

"Master, it hurts." Qing Ming hugged the pillow and resisted the urge to cry, sobbing quietly.

"Qingming, you are already an adult who is in charge of himself." Fuchen walked up to Qingming and touched Qingming's head. Qingming gradually stopped crying. Fuchen turned his head to look at Qinghe who was sitting next to Qingming's bed, and also touched Qinghe's head. "Qinghe also performed well."

The praised affinity cracked his mouth and smiled.

Fuchen looked at Lou Luan, who was full of golden needles, he gave up the intention of reaching out and just nodded to Lou Luan.