"The Demon Lord's swaddling clothes fell to the world with the Demon Lord at that time, and there were originally some gadgets that the fairies took for the Demon Lord to play with, but in the process of falling, all of them were shattered and the void disappeared without a trace. Of course, the ancestor did leave a valuable relic to the Demon Lord, which was this Demon King Knife that only the Demon Lords of the past generations could possess and control. The Chief Great Demon Immortal looked at the Mawang Dao next to him and said.

"This knife is also an artifact, if I suck it as much as I can, will I suck up the true qi inside?" Mo Cong asked as he pulled out the Mawang Knife.

"No, the amount of true qi contained in the Demon King's knife is beyond imagination, and the Demon Lord will not be able to suck it even if it is opened. The Chief Great Demon Immortal said.

"Yes, why is there so much true qi here?" asked Mo Cong.

"This ...... When the Immortals War was in the Great War of the Immortals, the first monarch used the Demon King Knife to kill many immortals, and the true qi of those immortals was in it, not to mention that the amount added up was huge, not to mention that the Demon Lord was enough to cultivate in the world, even if he reached the Gods and Demons Palace, it was enough for the Demon Lord to absorb and cultivate to the level of the Monarch Saint. The Chief Great Demon Immortal said.

"It seems that I used to worry about it, and I was worried that it would be sucked into scrap metal. Mo Cong said, put the knife into the sheath and put it aside.

"Demon Lord...... Demon Lord remembered the past?" a great demon immortal immediately asked nervously when he heard Mo Cong talk about it.

"yes, I guess you cast a spell to wash my memory. Mo Cong looked around at several great demon immortals and asked.

Although he only has the name of the Demon Lord and does not have the realm cultivation that matches the identity of the Demon Lord, the habits he has developed during this period of living on the grassland still make him naturally exude a momentum between his gestures and words, and several great demon immortal cultivators are all 108,000 miles higher than him, but they can't overpower him in this momentum.

"Demon Lord Mingjian, everything we did was to let the Demon Lord return to the God and Demon Palace. The Chief Great Demon Immortal bowed down and said.

"I know what you mean, but it's my freedom to go where I don't go, and if I can't even be a mortal here, then what kind of demon lord is I. I don't want this to happen again in the future. Mo Cong snorted coldly and said.

The nine demon immortals bowed down one after another, saying that they would never dare to clean Mo Cong's memories again.

"Where is the Demon Lord going now?" a great demon fairy asked cautiously.

"I'm not going anywhere right now. I just want to have a good time with everyone, didn't you say that everyone else is coming, why didn't anyone see it?" Mo Cong asked, looking at the empty grassland.

"Back to the Demon Lord, everyone is preparing something to celebrate, and it will be coming soon. The chief demon fairy said while informing the others to hurry up to the lower realm, they have been discussing whether Mo Cong has recovered his memory for a long time, if he recovers his memory, whether to brainwash again, and as a result, he forgot about the things of other demon immortals in the lower realm, and now when he hears Mo Cong say this, he will quickly inform.

Seeing that Mo Cong had recovered his memory, he didn't turn around and leave, but wanted to stay and carnival with everyone. The Nine Great Demon Immortals breathed a sigh of relief, but the Flower Fairy was still relieved, and when the others were busy preparing for the carnival, they kept asking Mo Cong what they thought in their hearts, whether they wanted to break their promise and throw themselves off the grassland and leave the Gods and Demons Palace.

The other fairies were also very worried, and you told Mo Cong not to leave.

"Demon Lord Mingjian, the Gods and Demons Palace is the home of the Demon Lord, although we dare not call ourselves the Demon Lord's family, but we have always regarded the Demon Lord as the closest and most respectful person, and made every effort to make the Demon Lord live comfortably. Don't leave us and run outside. A fairy said.

The other fairies of the Ten Thousand Gardens also said one after another, saying that they had cultivated hard and studied singing and dancing to make the Demon Palace wonderful, so that the Demon Lord could enjoy the bliss of the world without leaving the Demon Palace, and if the Demon Lord left, their more than 1,000 years of cultivation would be in vain.

"I spent a few months in the grassland. I've wanted to go back to Rui for a while, but you're really good, it's rare to see the beauty of the essence of singing and dancing, and it's a pity if you never see it again. Mo Cong looked at the flower fairy and the fairies of more than a dozen thousand gardens and said.

"Then the Demon Lord will not go. What's so good about Rui Guo, the demon lord stays over there and either closes the black hole or gets pricked by needles, or don't go. How nice we are here. There are not only a dozen of us fairies in the Ten Thousand Gardens of the Demon Palace, but there are also many fairies and demon lords who have never seen it, so the demon lord will stay here. The flower fairy said.

"Even if this is not good, it is not good, but my relatives and family are over there, and I grew up there, and I can't let go of many people and many things in Sweden, so I still want to go to Sweden. As for the more fairies you mentioned, they are coming these days anyway, so I will take advantage of these few days to enjoy the singing and dancing of the Ten Thousand Gardens before leaving, so as not to be accidentally killed by the thunder during the catastrophe, and I will never see this kind of peerless elegance that is rare in the world. Mo Cong said.

As they were talking here, the Nine Great Demon Immortals looked at each other in the distance, and they didn't know whether to persuade or immediately cast a spell to re-wash Mo Cong's memory.

In the evening of the same day, the ten halls of demon immortals have gone down to the realm to meet Mo Cong, both to meet and celebrate and to stay, ten thousand fairies in the Ten Thousand Gardens dance in a variety of ways, under the leadership of the flower fairy, one by one to toast Mo Cong, one by one to persuade Mo Cong to stay. Mo Cong didn't say anything, just drank the wine cup by cup, ten thousand fairies sang and danced, and thousands of flowers gradually became charming, and ten thousand flavors of wine were also fragrant and changeable, Mo Cong was already so drunk that he couldn't find the north at all before he drank all the flavors.

A happy gathering went on until late at night, the bright moon on the grassland was blowing in the cool breeze, the deeply drunk Mo Cong rested quietly in the felt bag, and the demon fairies were nervously discussing the countermeasures outside the felt bag.

Judging from today's situation, Mo Cong is probably determined to return to Ruiguo, if he is really allowed to go back, his previous efforts will be completely in vain, Mo Cong stays with the people of Ruiguo, stays with the people of Lingyun Mountain, and there is a great possibility that he will still become a member of the Wuling Palace in the future, this prospect is what all the members of the Gods and Demons Palace do not want to see, and how to effectively stop it has become a top priority at the moment.

"The easiest and most direct way is to wash the Demon Lord's memory once and for all, and you can't just watch him go to the Martial Spirit Palace. A great demon fairy said.

"There is a certain risk in washing memories, and there is no way to guarantee whether it can be washed off, the last time we collectively cast a spell to clean it for so long, and we washed it again and again every day, and the demon lord still remembered the previous things, so the method of cleaning memories may not work. The other Great Demon Immortal said worriedly.

"It may not work, and it may not work, when we washed the memory of the Demon Monarch in the past, the Demon Lord actually had two sets of mental and two sets of memories, one was in the brain, and the other was in the previous Yuan Infant, let's wash it and wash it away, but the memory of the mind in the brain was washed away, but the memory sealed in the Yuan Infant was not washed away. Now that the Demon Lord has completed the merger period, the two sets of memories have been synthesized into one, and in this case, wash it again, maybe it can be done. A great demon fairy said his understanding of the last failure.

"Well, now I can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, it's better to wash it first and see the effect, it's better than watching the Demon Lord leave. But after all, there are lessons from the previous failure, so we can't bet all our hopes on the bargaining chip of cleaning our memories, we must think of a more secure remedy. The Chief Great Demon Immortal said with a deep groan.

After discussing the matter, the Nine Demon Immortals took thousands of other high-level Demon Immortals with advanced cultivation to stay here in the felt bag and prepare to collectively cast spells to clean Mo Cong's memories, while some other Demon Immortals scattered to various places to make arrangements. The flower fairy and other ten thousand garden fairies collectively guarded the felt bag and arranged various soundproof and light-insulating enchantments to ensure that the process of cleaning memories was not disturbed.

Just when everyone was busy, Mo Cong was sleeping quietly in the felt bag. Due to the deliberate arrangement of the demon immortals, he was in a state of deep drunkenness and complete coma at this time, all thoughts and thoughts were still, and the two voices that had been arguing fiercely during the retreat were also silent, not knowing the danger coming.

At this moment, the Mawang knife that Mo Cong was facing sideways suddenly emitted a bright light, and the bright light flew out from the gap between the handle and the interface of the scabbard and burst straight into Mo Cong's forehead, and the powerful momentum hit the sleeping Mo Cong's body trembling. Immediately afterwards, a voice echoed repeatedly in Mo Cong's head, urging Mo Cong to wake up quickly.

"Who are you?" Mo Cong's mind was awakened and he asked in a daze.

"I'm the Demon King Knife, the master's most loyal servant, the master should wake up quickly, or I will be tossed by those people to clean my memory again. He said in a hazy voice.

"Yes, are they going to brainwash me again?" Mo Cong's heart was shocked.

"Yes, but don't worry, the master doesn't have to worry, they won't succeed with me protecting the master, the master should wake up now and scare them." He said in a hazy voice.

"I can't figure this out, they brainwashed me and wanted to leave me in the Gods and Demons Palace, aren't you an artifact of the Gods and Demons Palace, how can you turn your elbow out when you know that I am going to leave here?" Mo Cong asked puzzled.

"I only know that I have to protect my master from being tossed by those people, as for whether to go or stay, it's up to the master to decide, anyway, no matter where I go, the master is my master. He said in a hazy voice.

"You are usually silent, but you are quite protective of the Lord at critical moments, you are really a good knife, so I ...... Then I'll wake up. Mo Cong's heart said.

As soon as his mind was awakened, Mo Cong's consciousness began to control his body, he was now in a shallow coma drunk by Wanhua wine and a deep coma controlled by the magic of the demon immortals, the former coma was relatively easy to solve, and the latter coma could not be lifted by Mo Cong himself, but fortunately, with the help of the powerful Holy Spirit artifact of the Mawang Knife by the side, the mana control of the demon immortals was gradually driven more and more thin by the light drive that burst into before, and Mo Cong gradually heard the sound outside his body. (To be continued......)