The Raib Sacrifice is very self-regulating.

After experiencing the emotional downturn just now, he quickly cheered himself up and jumped on the wooden body lively.

"Master, Master, you just said that there is danger in the circle, and there are seniors fighting with terrifying monsters."

"Isn't it a treasure in the world? Master? ”

"No," Kimi said with a smile after recovering from his grief and not feeling depressed again:

"There are no treasures in it, and even if there is, it is a portrait of your master and me."

"Portrait?"

"Well, a portrait of many evil spirits is hidden, and ordinary demons may be delirious and lose their souls when they are covered by it......"

Maybe it's because he has been here for ten years without demons, or maybe it's because of the identity of the Leibu sacrifice that causes Mu to miss it.

It said a lot more this time.

The Leibu priest who climbed onto the wood also had wide eyes and admired inexplicably.

It's really big eyes.

Because the body of the Leibu sacrifice is a big eye and four small tentacles.

I don't know how the third child found the Kraken as an apprentice at that time.

Time passed little by little, and the place changed from silence to liveliness.

At some point, there were a lot of demons whispering outside.

They were all attracted by the beam vision, but they were not strong enough and were dissuaded by the wood.

As they came and went, the number of demons waiting on the surrounding mountains became more and more numerous.

Everyone was unwilling to leave like this, and they all hoped that other big demons would come over and touch the arbor demon, so that they could benefit from the fisherman.

White prostitutes can get everything without paying, and that's the coolest.

"Eh, what kind of treasure do you say is in that circle, could it be the legendary Monument of Evil Spirits?"

"Quite possibly, I just don't know who will get this treasure in the end."

"Anyway, it won't be this demon with no reputation, I heard that the Blood River Prince, as well as the Nine Leaves Sword Son, have settled nearby."

"As long as they come, this treasure will definitely belong to these famous demons."

"Indeed."

"Reasonable, reasonable."

"Yes, yes, yes."

“……”

Some demons who think they can't grab the treasure are judging on the mountains in the distance.

Since ten years ago, the evil spirits of this mountain range have become less and less for some reason.

Even some time ago, they discovered that the evil spirits that had been killed could never be resurrected.

I don't know when the legend of the Quilt of the Evil Spirit began to spread near this mountain range.

I don't know who passed it on, but it was passed on in a good way.

As long as there is a monument of evil spirits, it is equivalent to having an army of evil spirits.

The power of evil spirits is known to anyone who has been to the Thunder Mountains.

That can be described as a god blocking and killing a god, and whoever hears this legend can't help but have a sense of pride in their hearts, and this thing belongs to it.

These little demons are obviously the kind that don't have pride.

But just when these little demons were commenting, thinking that it would be the big demon who would finally pick the peach and get the treasure, a laughing voice came from behind.

"It's really funny, those so-called sons of the Blood River and the Nine Leaves Sword are just relying on their father's Yu Yin, how can they be compared to the master of Danmu!"

Just bragging about how great the son of the blood river is, the little demon suddenly became angry, you just brag about your Danmu master, why did you just tear down my platform when I was touting.

Immediately, he replied angrily: "What can be compared to the master of Danmu, the son of the blood river is a big demon who can slash three thousand ice clans." ”

"What great things have you done as a Danmu master, won't you be a nobody, standing in front of that baby and still ignorant and daring to draw the ground as a prison, is it that your brain was broken when you cultivated."

These little demons are all in a circle, and they all turned around suddenly, sneering to give this demon who doesn't know what to do.

Shen Gong, who was crawling with money patterns and a plush plant on his head, laughed even more when he heard this.

Let these little demons come up angrily. "What are you laughing at!"

"I laugh at you for being ignorant and arrogant!"

"Eh, wait, what are you going to do, I tell you, don't fight, if you hit me again, I'll turn my face, don't slap my face......"

"Bang bang."

“……”

After satisfying this demon who didn't know what to do, he was red and swollen, and these little demons walked away comfortably.

The demon with a bad mouth should be beaten well.

They're just bragging, who let you, the demon, come and tear it down.

After finishing the fight, he was in a good mood, and suddenly a fern-leaf plant demon stopped hesitantly.

"What's wrong? Small-leaved leaves. The demon touting the Children of the River of Blood looked at him suspiciously.

The fern-leaf plant demon called Xiaoye did not respond, but pondered and meditated, and finally slapped it when the other little demons didn't know why.

"I remember, do you remember what the elders said when they taught us the method of knotting?"

"The method of Yudan?" Many little demons didn't understand why Xiao Yeye suddenly mentioned this.

Originally, these demons who had just formed the Dan would have been honored as the big demons in the past, but with the flooding of the method of the Dan, these "big demons" have all become small demons.

This is the first thought of these good-looking demons, but there are always other demons who have different ideas.

"Xiao Yeye, you mean that's the master of Danmu!" A demon with the lower body of a tree root and the upper body of two fruits suddenly trembled with excitement.

The Master of Danmu?

The Master of Danki!!

Many little demons were dumbfounded, and they swallowed saliva in unison.

No, the demon said that the master of Danmu is the master of Danmu!

These little demons never thought that they would meet the legendary demon, and the demon who boasted of the Children of the Blood River had never seen the Children of the Blood River.

It's just because I think that behavior is so handsome and suits its appetite that I brag there.

But the master of Danmu!

A name that the demon clan will never be able to avoid on the path of cultivation!

Maybe in the past, the master of Danmu was just a big demon with no name, but now, it is impossible for all cultivation demons not to know about it!

Because it selflessly spread the subtle method of knot to all demons!

Unselfish!

In this brutal world where the strong are competitive and the fist is the last word.

It is completely unbelievable that there would be a demon selflessly dedicating a subtle cultivation method!

But it is also the most impressive and respectful of the demon!

They all looked at the Arbor Clan Demon who was calmly guarding in the wind and snow in shock, and couldn't help but think about the elders' description of the Danmu Master.

A good teacher, mellow, is a tree!

It's like the dryad who was guarding in the snowstorm! So handsome!

There is no portrait of the wood left, and there is no demon who is good at painting skills in the crystallized demon who listens to the law.

This is something that only the big demon who is really at the forefront can afford to play, and the rest are uneducated and can't afford to play.

But that doesn't mean they don't respect a cultural demon, especially a cultural demon who is willing to selflessly dedicate the method of knotting!

All of a sudden, the demons were boiling, and the surrounding mountains voluntarily gave up half of them because of the name of Danmu's master, and left directly after saluting from afar.

They, the words of the Shindanmu Teacher!