Chapter Twenty-Six: The Eight Floating Sects

At night, there is a secluded and uninhabited sheep intestine path in the east city of Taixu City.

Xuanyangzi was leaning on a big bluestone like a dead dog at the moment, no longer being as chic and complacent as a few days ago.

The girl Qin Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, pranayama and meditated. The white and pink cheeks were drenched with sweat, and there was an indescribable tiredness all over his body.

In the past few days, the two of them have been very busy.

Xuanyangzi first tried to find traces of the demon king's corpse chrysalis through various secret techniques, but he found nothing - the smell of the demon king's corpse chrysalis was hidden by people with a unique secret method, and there was no trace of it!

This made Xuanyangzi both shocked and angry. Not only does he know exactly where the demon king's corpse chrysalis is, but he can also accurately judge the time when the seal ban is imposed every hundred years, and even know how to perfectly hide the traces of the corpse chrysalis.

But this is absolutely impossible, because the man died fifty years ago.

After many investigations were fruitless, Xuanyangzi and Qin Yu had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, starting with someone who could crack the mechanism of the Demon King's Tomb.

This mechanism was created by the ancestor who sealed the Demon King of Yunyin Gate back then, and more than 400 years have passed, although it has weakened, but the person who can break through the formation is by no means an ordinary person.

Therefore, in the next few days, the two masters and apprentices of Xuanyangzi screened a total of 37 people in the cultivation realm who were good at mechanism formations and had the ability to break through the great formations of the ancestors, regardless of their hard work, and finally were surprised to find that none of them had ever come to Yinshan at the time of the accident!

This made the master and apprentice completely cut off the clues of the investigation.

"Master, in fact, we still have a sect that we haven't checked. After breathing for a while, Qin Yu, who had finally recovered some physical strength, spoke at this time.

Xuanyangzi shook his head and said, "Girl, are you talking about the Eight Futu Sect?"

Qin Yu nodded: "The Eight Futu Sects are among the best formation sects in the cultivation realm, with countless disciples, and even their founding patriarch has suppressed the Demon King Huang Kai with our ancestors, and even a large part of the mechanisms in the Demon King's Tomb were made by their ancestors. Master, why did you check so many sects, but you didn't check them?"

Xuanyangzi sighed, looking at his expression as if he had infinite regret, and said: "Although the Eight Futu Sect is still nominally a major faction, the exercises and formations inherited from the gate fifteen years ago were looted overnight, and ten years ago they were attacked by monsters, and most of the elite in the door were killed and injured. ”

After a pause, he continued: "The reason why the teacher has never doubted them is because he knows that there are only two or three people in their sect who have the ability to crack the mechanism of the Demon King's tomb, and these two or three people are the best and most benevolent people, and they will never do such a hurtful thing as stealing the Demon King's corpse chrysalis and bringing disaster to the world. And the rest of the disciples have the heart to do it, but they definitely don't have the ability. ”

Qin Yu's crystal clear eyes showed a deep sense of surprise - ten years ago, the "Demon Chaos Moment" happened in the Eight Futu Sect, causing heavy casualties to its disciples, she had heard of this, but it was the first time she had heard of the sect's successful method being stolen.

The sect is the most important inheritance, so the place with the strictest guards and the strictest formation in a sect is often the library pavilion.

It is hard to imagine that such a great formation sect as the Eight Futu Sect would inherit the exercises that would be stolen by someone, and there were people who had the ability to steal them.

"Master, who stole their exercises, could you find out afterwards?" Qin Yu asked curiously.

"I can't find out," Xuanyangzi shook his head again and again, "The skills of the thief are beyond imagination, and he stole the entire library pavilion without leaving even a trace of it, until now the Eight Futu Sect is still confused, and he doesn't know who did it." ”

Qin Yu's beautiful little face was filled with a deep look of surprise—why did a senior who was so powerful that he could ignore the entire Eight Futu Sect steal the inheritance formation of the Eight Futu Sect? Just like a rich man with endless wealth who wanted to steal a piece of dirt from the hands of a poor man?

It's really unpredictable.

"Alright, girl, let's keep going. After chatting for a while, the physical strength of the two of them had almost recovered, and Xuanyangzi said at this time.

Qin Yu put away the surprise in his heart and nodded and stood up.

Then he said: "Master, let's continue to start with the person who broke the formation and go to find the demon king's corpse chrysalis?"

"Yes, I don't believe that the person who has the ability to break through the Demon King's Tomb Formation will be a nobody! as long as he is famous, I will definitely be able to find him!" Xuanyangzi said hatefully. He decided, and he was on the bar with the man who broke the formation!

Jiming Village, Aunt Hua's small courtyard.

Aunt Hua finished packing up a large bamboo basket full of puppets, and was about to find a few more, when suddenly her ears moved slightly, and the next second disappeared directly from the same place.

When she reappeared, she was already in Uncle Jin's thatched house.

The thatched house was extremely simple, with three rooms, one of which contained nothing but a bed, a table, a few stools, and the other two were empty. In Uncle Jin's words, these two rooms were used by him to store the spirit grass.

By the time Aunt Hua arrived, Wei Yinyin was already sitting in the house.

"Wei, your legs and feet are always a little faster than my wife's. Aunt Hua couldn't help but sigh.

Then he turned his head to Uncle Jin, who was leaning against the door and smoking a big cigarette pouch, and said, "Dead old man, what did you find when you went to the Demon King's Tomb?"

Uncle Jin had just returned from the Demon King's Tomb, and the two of them had already blocked the door.

Let's get it......

The room was dimly lit, only the light on Uncle Jin's cigarette pouch flickered, and Uncle Jin did not speak.

Wei Yinyin and Aunt Hua's expressions changed at this moment.

"Is the red glass ball that Zhi'er ate really the heart of that demon king?" asked Wei Yinyin out loud.

When the three of them saw the map of the Demon King's Tomb before, according to the location of the beautiful woman's corpse that Li Yanzhi said, the location of the demon king's corpse chrysalis, and the purpose of the so-called Demon King's tomb, they already had a faint guess in their hearts-

It is very likely that the beautiful female corpse used herself as an array before her death, and laid out a large array, sealing the heart of the demon king at the same time, and dissipating the power of the heart of the demon king little by little. But I don't know what deviation occurred in the process, although the power of the demon king's heart is indeed gradually dissipating, but it is not as the beautiful female corpse thought before her death, the power completely dissipates between heaven and earth, but re-condenses in the female corpse through the formation. This is the red glass ball.

According to the location of the beautiful female corpse and the demon king's corpse chrysalis, Wei Yinyin and the three of them have at least more than a hundred methods to achieve the effect guessed above.

However, all this is the speculation of the three people, and what the truth is, it still needs to be checked on the spot.

Now looking at Uncle Jin's performance, the conjecture of the three has been confirmed.

"We should have thought wrongly, Zhi'er can start to wash the meridians and cut the marrow, which has nothing to do with the heart of the demon king under the devouring, but it just so happens that the physique is stimulated at this time, so that we have such an association. After a while, Uncle Jin put down the big cigarette pouch and said slowly.

It was the only plausible explanation he came up with along the way.

The heart of the demon king is full of surging demonic power, if the human race wants to use this demonic power for their own use, not to mention the tragic consequences of dying due to racial differences, which is very likely to cause an explosion. Even after a lot of research and preparation in advance so that the body can accept this power, it will become a monster that is neither human nor demonic.

Like Li Yanzhi, there is no reaction after eating, either it is not absorbed at all, or it is perfectly integrated and absorbed.

And to perfectly absorb and fuse, unless Li Yanzhi is a demon and a human race, it is absolutely impossible due to the difference in racial physique.

Li Yanzhi is a human being and the three of them are naturally clear about the demon guard Yinyin, so the only explanation now is that the heart of the demon king has not been absorbed by Li Yanzhi. And his physique stimulated to step into the threshold of cultivation, which happened to be after devouring the heart of the demon king, this is just a coincidence.

The three of them were disappointed because they thought that the red glass ball was the key to Li Yanzhi's ability to cultivate immortals, so through it, they could learn more about Li Yanzhi's unique physique, and then know what his background was.

But now it seems that this is no longer the case.

"Zhi'er went through the third washing of the menstrual marrow, three days and three nights, just ended. Aunt Hua, who is the most open-minded by nature, said at this moment.

"What...... Ahem, ahem!" Uncle Jin was startled at first, and then choked on a mouthful of saliva and coughed violently.

"Damn! What kind of background is Guan Zhi'er, such a peerless physique, it's a pity that it's not good! It's been a whole fourteen days and nights of washing the menstrual marrow!" After coughing for a while, he finally pressed it down, and Uncle Jin shouted with great excitement.

Wei Yinyin and Aunt Hua looked at each other and smiled.

The two of them are thinking the same way at the moment.