However, Qing Ci was immediately alert to the discovery, and then quietly held his breath.

The scroll did not fall to the bottom, but fell for a while before stopping. What was revealed on it was a painting, but it was not the whole picture of this painting, and everyone was confused, not knowing what medicine was sold in Chixiao Zhenren's gourd.

Chixiao didn't care too much, and raised his hand to shoot a mana into the picture.

Qing Ci was a little shocked at this moment, only to see that after Chixiao's mana entered the painting scroll, the picture that was originally painted vividly suddenly began to surge gently like water waves, and then there was a subtle white light with a little golden light scattered out of the painting.

"......" was accompanied by a sigh of exclamation from everyone, and the light shot out of the picture turned into a huge light curtain, and in the light curtain appeared a street that looked a little lively.

The painting itself is dead, but the picture on the light curtain is alive. Soon, the view of the picture in the light curtain shifted to a city wall, on which was carved the name of the city, Wan'an Castle.

Seeing these three words, some people in the hall immediately began to whisper, and some people who didn't know where Wan'an City was humbly asked others around them for advice.

Chixiao Zhenren didn't interfere, let everyone discuss, and after the voice in the hall was quieter, his hand swiped down lightly again, and this time the top of the scroll began to slowly roll up the picture downward, and the bottom of the scroll slowly unfolded downward.

So the second picture also appeared in the eyes of everyone in the form of a light curtain, which was a fairly flat forest path, and at the end of the path was a mountain road leading to a mountain, and at the intersection of the mountain road and the trail stood a stone stele, on which were engraved three words - Quping Mountain.

Seeing this, Qing Ci's brows were already tightly entangled, he didn't know who painted this painting, but he painted it so realistically, and he could also use spells to conjure the content of the painting into a microcosm of a place...... He had experienced a similar sensation before, which was a virtual scene created by Painting Allure using the shadow half makeup of the painting.

It is obviously impossible for the painting Allure to appear in this place to paint such a picture for the real people of Chixiao, so who else in the world today has the ability to paint like this, the answer is obvious.

Thinking of this possibility, Qing Ci's heart couldn't help but tighten, what was wrong with Luo Fan? Could it be that he had been controlled by Chixiao Zhenren? With Luo Fan's strength, he was controlled without making any movement, and he was forced to paint such a picture?

In this way, Qing Ci had to reassess the strength of Chixiao Zhenren in his heart. He really couldn't see through it, and he couldn't see through what this man was from.

Just when Qing Ci was apprehensive, the upper end of the scroll was once again retracted, the lower end was stretched, and the last part of the picture was also presented in front of everyone's eyes through the situation of the light curtain.

Qing Ci could see at a glance that what appeared in the light curtain was the halfway of Quping Mountain, and then a gate hidden in the clouds and mist slowly became clear, and a plaque was hung above the gate, on which were written three powerful and powerful characters - Demon Slaying Sect.

Overall, this entire scroll is a map, a map that accurately indicates the location of the Demon Slaying Sect. As for why everyone should be allowed to look at such a map, Qing Ci was a little unsure, maybe Chixiao Zhenren was not very confident about the ability of these immortal cultivators, so he transformed the situation around the Demon Slaying Sect into a microcosm in detail, so that everyone could have the most intuitive understanding.

After the painting was finished, Chixiao Zhenren's sleeve robe folded all the scrolls and placed them on the ground, and the curtains that had previously shrouded the doors and windows slowly rose, and the hall was bright again.

At the same time, Chixiao Zhenren's voice resounded throughout the hall: "What you have just seen is the goal of our 'Demon Suppression Conference' this time. This is a newly emerged sect in Wansang Kingdom more than ten years ago, and it has gained a lot of fame in Wansang Kingdom and many surrounding countries in just a few years after its establishment.

"It's a shame to say that over the years, none of our many immortal cultivation sects have known how this sect has developed, and no one knows where the sect master of this demon slaying sect is. It wasn't until more than half a year ago that I received news that although this Demon Slaying Sect was called 'Demon Slayer', it actually had a lot to do with the Demon Realm.

"In a cautious and cautious manner, I sent my disciples to the Demon Slaying Sect to hand over the prayer post, hoping to visit their sect master. As a result, everyone also knows that they not only tortured the disciples I sent to waste, but even killed the disciples I sent a second time.

"If it weren't for the fact that two disciples desperately broke out of the encirclement and brought back the news that the demonic energy was rampant in the Demon Slaying Sect, we might still be kept in the dark until now. The human world has always lived an ordinary and peaceful life under the protection of the gods of the Heavenly Dao, and probably very few of us immortal cultivators know the horror of the demon race.

"Now that the world has been quiet for more than 100,000 years, those demons are finally unwilling to be restrained and have begun to move. At this time, it is the time when we need to contribute to the righteous path of this heaven and earth, and while the demons are still in their fledgling, we must strangle them, so that they will not harm our relatives and clansmen.

"Since this 'Demon Suppression Conference' was called by my Qingxuguan, then we will spare no effort to provide all the help we can for all Taoist friends. How dangerous this battle will be is unknown, if you have any concerns, you can raise them, we will not force you. ”

His voice wasn't loud, but because it contained mana, everyone could hear it clearly.

At the same time, Qing Ci secretly despised in his heart, and at the same time, he had already determined that this Chixiao Zhenren must be an impostor, saying a bunch of high-sounding things, in order to let others work hard for them, and eradicate the Demon Slaying Sect in the name of Tianxingdao.

It's just that he can't figure out what kind of hatred this fake Chixiao real person has with the Demon Slaying Sect, why did he design such a game that can't stand scrutiny to target the Demon Slaying Sect, or ...... Against Rovan.

At this time, a man in the main hall spoke: "Dare to ask the real person, have the conditions promised by Guiguan before counted?"

Chixiao Zhenren nodded, "Of course count." ”

Another man asked, "How do you need our cooperation?"

Chixiao said: "Recuperate, and when the time comes, use your housekeeping skills to kill the enemy with all your might." ”

"This is nature, I wonder when we will leave?" someone asked again.

"Three days later. Therefore, there is not enough time left for you, and I hope that you will make some preparations. Chixiao replied.

After that, some people raised some questions that seemed to Qing Ci to be painless, and then I saw someone get up and say goodbye, and they wanted to go back to the room first, so as to prepare for the demon in three days.

There are one and there are two, and soon, there are only six people left in the entire hall except for Chixiao, and one of them is Qingci.

It's not that the six of them don't want to walk, it's that they all feel dizzy to varying degrees the moment they raise their feet and prepare to take a step.

Qing Ci's heart suddenly became alarmed, he raised his eyes and glanced at the other five people, and found that several of them were obviously much more serious than his own situation, and he was shaky when he saw it.

Qing Ci's mind began to think quickly about what went wrong, if it was said that the tea and food were drugged, then there was no reason why only the six of them couldn't leave the main hall. Is it the faint fragrance? No, he wasn't the closest to the scroll, and even if everyone held their breath the moment they noticed the fragrance, they shouldn't have been in a strange situation with the six of them.

"Puff" and "Puff" came a few sounds of flesh falling to the ground one after another, and the five people couldn't support it anymore and fell straight to the ground.

Qing Ci's breath was already a little unstable, and when he turned his head, he saw that Chixiao Zhenren was walking towards his position step by step, he obviously couldn't see Chixiao Zhenren's face clearly, but at this moment, he felt strangely that the other party was laughing.

"Don't you wonder why only the six of you have been tricked?" Chixiao Zhenren's voice was really smiling, and it came into Qingci's ears lightly.

Qing Ci forcibly stabilized his internal breath and hooked the corners of his mouth, "I want to hear it in detail." ”

Chixiao Zhenren didn't answer immediately, but kept walking his unhurried steps, as if to create some sense of oppression for Qing Ci, until he walked to a position two steps away from Qing Ci before stopping, probably looking at Qing Ci's appearance.

"The six of you, you are clever but you are mistaken by your cleverness. I added something to my tea and food, but instead of being poisonous, those things could be used as an antidote when taken together. The six of you either didn't drink tea or didn't eat, that's why you ended up like this. Chixiao Zhenren said with a smile.

"Could it be that you poisoned it, or the strange fragrance wafting from the painting scroll?" asked Qing Ci with a slight frown.

Chixiao Zhenren nodded, "Yes, those who can walk out of the main hall can't smell that fragrance at all." Only those of you who haven't taken the antidote will notice the smell.

"You are indeed a little capable, and alert enough, I think you must have held your breath the moment you smelled the aroma, so you can support everyone to leave. But you surprised me that you still haven't collapsed, and you can talk to me so clearly. ”

Qing Ci didn't answer, just frowned and didn't say anything. Although he didn't know what poison he had been in, it was much more powerful than he thought. He felt that the operation of the mana in his body was becoming more and more out of his control, and the meridians in his body were like streams in the cold winter wax moon, freezing little by little.

If he continues like this, it won't be long before he will be like a mortal, with no ability to resist and parry in front of immortal cultivators.