After retrieving the body of the Purple Cicada Demon King, Qingyang did not continue to stay here, but after greeting Duqiu and Situ Yong, he returned to the inn he had rented before, not that he was in a hurry to bury the Purple Cicada Demon King, but that he still had an unknown secret in his heart.

When the Purple Cicada Demon King was competing in the martial arts arena, he didn't seem to notice Qingyang at first, until he was about to separate the victory from his opponent, he glanced at Qingyang very casually and gave him a complicated look, as a monk, he was very sensitive to the eyes of others, especially the eyes of acquaintances, although the Purple Cicada Demon King didn't say anything at that time, not even a trace of superfluous movements, but Qingyang could clearly feel that the Purple Cicada Demon King seemed to have something to ask him.

Qingyang understands that in that case, it is impossible for the Purple Cicada Demon King to have extra actions, and he doesn't dare to let those organizers of the gambling game find out what he thinks, it's normal for his eyes to be secretive, but Qingyang doesn't understand, the Purple Cicada Demon King is dead, what else does he need help with? Later, he thought about it, the Purple Cicada Demon King probably planned to deceive everyone with fake death.

Fake death is very common, back then, Songhe Lao Dao successfully deceived several low-level monks with his superb means of pretending to be dead, if the Purple Cicada Demon King could really deceive others, Qingyang didn't mind saving his life, after all, the two sides shared hardships, and there was still some friendship, and because of this, Qingyang spent 800,000 spirit stones to redeem the corpse of the Purple Cicada Demon King from those people.

It's just that Qingyang can't believe it, what kind of means can deceive the organizer of the gambling game, as well as countless spectators outside the court, first of all, the organizer of the gambling game will definitely not let the loser leave alive, because this involves their reputation, the fierce-faced monk has checked it several times before handing over the corpse of the Purple Cicada Demon King to Qingyang, and even secretly did some tricks, even if the Purple Cicada Demon King is pretending to be dead, it can make him a real death, and there are countless monks staring at it outside the court, everyone's means are different, dodging one, It was easy for two or three or five people to investigate, but it was almost impossible to avoid the detection of hundreds of monks outside the field at once.

Don't talk about others, anyway, Qingyang is not sure to do it, although Qingyang finally spent 800,000 spirit stones to redeem the corpse of the Purple Cicada Demon King, but Qingyang didn't dare to believe it completely, he even suspected that it was just an illusion of his own, but the spirit stones were spent, so there was no need to dwell on this matter, first bring back the corpse of the Purple Cicada Demon King, and try to know if he was dead or not?

After returning to the inn, closing the formation outside the temporary cave mansion, and setting up layers of prohibitions around it, after confirming that there would be no problems, Qingyang put the corpse of the Purple Cicada Demon King on the ground, first observed it with his divine thoughts, and found that the Purple Cicada Demon King's body was almost completely destroyed, and there was no vitality, and then he entered a trace of his true yuan, and still did not find anything abnormal.

But think about it, so many monks present can't see it, how can they have this ability? Let's put it first, if the Purple Cicada Demon King is still alive, he will wake up in a few days, and if the Purple Cicada Demon King is not alive after a few days, it's not too late to bury him.

Thinking of this, Qingyang didn't care about the corpse of the Purple Cicada Demon King, and meditated directly next to him, half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and the Purple Cicada Demon King didn't make any movement, Qingyang was a little suspicious that he had misjudged, in that case, how could the Purple Cicada Demon King survive? However, 800,000 spirit stones have been spent, so it's a pity to give up like this, so it's better to wait a few more days.

This time is nearly half a month, seeing that it is the day agreed with the Heavenly Machine Palace, Qingyang is ready to pack up and go out to inquire about the news of Jin Lingwan Killing Iron, the corpse of the Purple Cicada Demon King on the ground finally moved, and a faint vitality appeared on his body.

At this time, look at the Purple Cicada Demon King, although there is vitality, but this vitality is extremely weak, like a broken candle in the wind, it seems that one can be blown out by accident, but it is finally alive, and it also proves that Qingyang's judgment is accurate, and there are no white flowers in the eight hundred thousand spirit stones before.

Qingyang didn't expect that the level of the Purple Cicada Demon King's fake death would be so high, not only could he deceive so many monks, but he could also come back to life when the other party had a secret hand, this method was too powerful, but think about it, this guy can avoid the pursuit of the half-step god and demon corpse, and it doesn't seem uncommon to pretend to be dead to deceive these people, and the means of the Purple Cicada Demon King are definitely not as simple as they seem.

Qingyang didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly took out a good healing pill from the Qiankun Hun and gave it to the Purple Cicada Demon King, and then injected some true yuan into his body, and used means to treat him. After a few tosses, the Purple Cicada Demon King finally opened his eyes, although the whole person still looked very weak, but he had already relieved his breath, and he should not have to worry about his life for the time being.

The Purple Cicada Demon King raised his head with difficulty and said, "Thank you Qingyang Daoist for saving your life." ”

Qingyang said: "I said goodbye that day, I didn't expect to see the Purple Cicada Demon King here, we took the spirit baby and the demon corpse at the beginning, and it can be regarded as a common hardship, and it is natural to save you." ”

The Purple Cicada Demon King couldn't help but sigh: "That day in the underground demon cave, I saw Qingyang Daoist drowning in the demon corpse group, I couldn't save it, I thought you had been killed by the demon corpse, but I didn't expect you to be not only fine, but also increased in strength over the years, it seems that we all underestimated Qingyang Daoyou." ”

Qingyang didn't explain, but said: "Everyone has a little means to save their lives, although the half-step god and demon corpse is powerful, but after all, it is only a demon corpse, although the strength is very high, the spiritual intelligence is much lower than us monks, didn't the purple cicada demon king also leave the underground demon cave alive?" ”

The Purple Cicada Demon King said: "What Qingyang Daoyou said is that my Purple Cicada clan also has some life-saving means, and one of the most powerful tricks is called the Golden Cicada Shell, seeing that I can't escape, I had to use my clan's talent and magic power The Golden Cicada Shell escaped from the underground demon cave." ”

Qingyang had just saved the life of the Purple Cicada Demon King, and he would have to rely on Qingyang to spend the last few years of the Ten Thousand Souls Association in the future, at this time, he naturally knew everything, and even told him all about the talent and supernatural powers of his Purple Cicada clan, so he continued: "However, the sequelae after the golden cicada shelling are greater, and after getting out of trouble, I found a hidden place to heal, and later although my strength recovered, but without the care of the team, I didn't dare to go to a crowded place, so I practiced alone in the edge of the Ten Thousand Souls Secret Realm, and reluctantly raised my cultivation to the peak of the fifth layer of Yuanying." , and then couldn't help but walk inside, but ran into the fierce monk and was caught in this martial arts arena. ”