Above the court.

Because he is a national teacher, Ling Ran sat in front of the hundred officials, and he was the only one who could not salute the Northern Emperor.

The woman in a bright yellow robe was sitting on the dragon chair, listening to the report of the hundred officials.

"Back to the emperor, on the border of northern Sichuan, traces of demon souls have appeared, which have hurt many of our people."

"No troops were sent to suppress it?"

"Your Majesty, the demon soul this time seems to be different from the usual ones......

"What do you mean?"

"They seem to be controlled by someone, they are more difficult than ordinary demon spirits, and they do things very regularly, and it is difficult for our soldiers to catch them."

What the official didn't say was that even if he was lucky enough to catch a lonely, he would only be crushed.

Their soldiers, as ordinary monks, are okay to deal with the common people, but it is really difficult to catch demon souls!

As the official spoke, his gaze subconsciously glanced towards the location of Lingran.

He is the national teacher of Qingluan Country, and he has been him since the establishment of Qingluan Country.

Immortal, his strength is a mystery, but he is definitely the most powerful person in Qingluan Country, even if he is the emperor of the dynasty, he doesn't dare to say anything about him at will.

Thinking about the demon soul, which disturbs the peace of the people and is different from ordinary people, actually needs the help of the national teacher.

Ling Ran lifted his eyelids, stood up from his chair, and bowed slightly towards Beidi.

"Your Majesty, the lower officials are going to go in person."

Beidi narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can't the national teacher send someone from the side?" ”

Since he ascended the throne for so many years, he has never seen Lingdye out of the capital.

The farthest place he has ever been to is the rooftop during the worship of heaven.

"No need."

Rejecting the Northern Emperor's request, Lingran retreated.

However, the atmosphere in the court, after Lingran left, suddenly became solidified, and the hundred officials did not dare to take a breath.

Beidi watched the white figure fade away, and his gaze sank.

-

Although Ling Ran planned to go to the northern Sichuan border alone, he still went to the martial arts training ground first, planning to say goodbye to Mo Mianzhi.

"General Ling, where's Xiao Mian?"

"This little girl didn't listen to persuasion, after hearing that there was a demon soul on the border of northern Sichuan, she went alone in a hurry, but you don't have to worry about it, Master Guoshi, I have already sent a deputy general to chase after her, and I will definitely be able to chase Miss Mo back."

The border is specially guarded by troops, and today a soldier happened to bring a letter, and the thing mentioned in the letter was the rebellion of demons on the border.

Mo Mianzhi didn't know what was stimulated, and after hearing about it, he rode away without saying a word.

General Ling could only send someone to chase after him.

After all, everyone in the entire capital knows that Mo Mianzhi Mo girl is the favorite of the national teacher.

Especially yesterday, the lanterns all over the city were turned on, and now everyone in the capital has spread it, which is the national teacher in order to coax Mo Mian to be happy.

But in fact, everyone knows it.

said that she is the young lady of the National Teacher's Mansion, but isn't she the same identity as the hostess?!

Let's ask, after so many years, who can make the National Teacher do this?

Sure enough, as soon as he heard General Ling's words, Lingran's face changed.

The chill of that moment seemed to condense even the air.

General Ling didn't dare to take a breath of air, and wanted to persuade Ling Ran a few words, but he couldn't hold back a word.

Lingran's figure flashed, and he swept out of the camp and galloped directly towards the border land in northern Sichuan.

General Ling hurriedly walked out of the tent, and when he saw the direction where Ling Ran went, he blinked, and wanted to say, Miss Mo went in that direction.

But no matter how loud his voice was, he couldn't keep up with the speed of Lingdye.

Forget it, when he arrived in northern Sichuan and noticed that Mo Mian was not there, he knew that he had made a mistake.

Lingran galloped all the way to northern Sichuan, the space was torn, and in a few moments, it had already fallen on the boundary of northern Sichuan.

The realm of northern Sichuan, 100,000 mountains, lush and green, is a rare paradise realm.

But that's just before.

In the current northern Sichuan region, everywhere you pass, there is wolf smoke, most of the trees have been burned, starvation is everywhere, and many villages have been destroyed.

If he is not mistaken, Mo Mianzhi was the capital that came all the way from northern Sichuan.

So after she heard that something had happened in northern Sichuan, she couldn't help it in her calm temperament.

It must have been coming non-stop.

Lingran sighed softly, and his divine sense spread, and soon covered the 100,000 mountains.

And among the fierce demon souls, the coercion of that moment had already made them destroy their bodies, their flesh and blood shattered, and they died miserably.

In a cave, the man was casting a spell, and the powerful coercion was suddenly pressed, and the spiritual power was forcibly cut off, and he fell back into his body, and the impact of that moment made his entire body fly out upside down.

A mouthful of blood came out, and the meridians of the entire body were broken-

"Master!"

The boy stepped forward and hurriedly helped the man up.

"Hahaha, he's coming, it's him, and only he can have such an ability to destroy my spell in an instant!"

Obviously his body was severely injured, but the man laughed very maniacally, his face was almost hideous, and it was terrifying.

The boy looked at the face that was becoming hideous because of madness, and there was a hint of fear on his face.

"Lord, master?"

"Hahaha......"

The man laughed wildly, and sat up cross-legged with the help of the boy.

At this time, the coercion of the spirit dye had dissipated, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

The man stretched out his hand and drew blood talismans around him, and his mouth was still chanting some complicated scriptures, which made people unable to understand.

The young man stood aside obediently and watched quietly.

Lingran collected his senses, fell from the sky, and walked into a village.

The demon soul died suddenly, and no one came back to their senses.

"I'll just say that I didn't lie to you, I'm a national teacher Lingdye, you all have to be obedient, you know?"

Lingran glanced over, and in a crowd, there was a man dressed in white, who was swaggering.

It really made him catch up with a coincidence.

When the man said these things, they were all believed.

Lingye continued to move forward, he had only solved the demon soul now, and the real initiator had not yet been found.

-

Three days after the spirit dye had already solved the demon soul, Mo Mianzhi, who had left the capital, was in the middle of his head.

She kept walking along the official road, but after walking for a long time, there was no post house.

Not only was she tired and hungry, but the horses were also tired and hungry.

She didn't know the way, so she could only go one way to the dark.

At this moment, a young man walked in front of her, and the young man stood still in front of her and asked very friendly: "May I ask this girl, do you know how to go to the 100,000 mountains in the northern Sichuan Realm?" ”

"What are you doing in the northern Sichuan realm?" Mo Mianzhi looked at the young man suspiciously, and asked indifferently.

"Naturally, you will lose the Demon Slayer Soul." The young man is delicate and good-looking, and he speaks softly, which makes people feel very good.

"You? To slay the demon soul? Do you know what a demon soul is? ”

The young man just smiled slightly: "I naturally know what a demon soul is, and I bother to ask the girl to tell me how to go to the realm of northern Sichuan." ”

Mo Mianzhi raised his hand and pointed to the front of him: "Just follow this road." ”

The young man pursed his lips slightly: "Girl, is this looking for me to be happy?" ”

He's all the way down the road, and now she wants him to turn back again?

"Why should I be happy with you? I'm also going to the northern Sichuan realm. ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, then pointed in a direction and asked, "Girl, what direction is this?" ”

Mo Mianzhi: "Why should I answer you? ”

The young man was not angry, pointed to the road in front of Mo Mianzhi, and asked, "Girl, do you know what direction you are going to go now?" ”

"North."

"Girl, I'm honored to tell you that this direction is the south, I came all the way from the south, and this is the road, if you keep walking, you will go to my house."

The young man smiled slightly, and his words sounded a little cruel in Mo Mianzhi.

So, she has been on the road for so long, and she actually went in the wrong direction?!

“……”

The boy pointed in the direction behind her, "This is the north." ”

She is clearly the opposite.

The corners of Mo Mianzhi's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

The young man smiled and said, "If the girl doesn't dislike it, the two of us can go with us." ”

Mo Mianzhi thought about fighting for a while, and nodded,

Destroying the demon soul is the most important thing now, and you can't waste all your time on the road.

The young man asked again, "My name is Su Mu, what do you call the girl?" ”

"Don't sleep."

"What kind of Tao is Miss Mo cultivating?"

In this world, those who cultivate the way of demons, those who cultivate the way of the gods, those who cultivate the way of the five elements, and the way of magic and magic, all have their own benefits.

Mo Mianzhi thought for a moment, "I'm not a monk. ”

"Huh?"

"I'm just a good martial artist."

"Then you still dare to go to the land of northern Sichuan?"

"Why don't you go, Demon Soul, I'll kill one by one! Don't let it go! When he said this, Mo Mianzhi's eyes were full of a chill that was so cold that it made people tremble, and there was no temperature at all.

"What kind of Tao are you cultivating?" It didn't seem that he wanted to discuss more on this topic, so Mo Mianzhi asked Su Mu rhetorically.

"Demon Dao."

Mo Mianzhi glanced him up and down, the young man with the beautiful scenery didn't look like a demon cultivator at all.

Legend has it that most of the people who cultivate the Demon Dao are extremely vicious people, and they use some unsightly methods to cultivate.

It's like a demon soul.

In order to improve their own cultivation, practitioners trade with demons in the same way as sacrifices, in exchange for endless power.

However, in the process of falling, the cultivation obtained in exchange for that will gradually lose consciousness and become a monster that kills people without blinking, which is the original demon soul, and the high-level demon soul is more powerful, and they will also take the initiative to absorb the essence and blood in the human body.

Just like the demon soul in the land of northern Sichuan this time.

"The Demon Dao is not as terrifying as you think, and it is not as unbearable, it's just that people have worsened it." Su Mu gladly accepted Mo Mianzhi's gaze.

Indeed, in the hearts of the people, those who cultivate the Demon Dao are all heinous people, and they have already defined that person in their hearts.