The sun shone brightly, shining from the top of the big tree, through the dense leaves, and fell on the boy.

Zhang Xiaofan squatted on the ground, and in front of him was the burning stick lying calmly on the ground, looking ugly and ugly in the shadows.

There were only Song Xing and Zhang Xiaofan in the tea shop, and the ghost king had already left, as if he had come here to take a look at Zhang Xiaofan and the burning stick in his hand.

After a while, Zhang Xiaofan raised his head, looked at Song Xing and asked, "Senior brother, why don't you ask me?" ”

Song Xing picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and said slowly, "What do you ask?" Q: Why do you use this magic weapon? Didn't you already say it when you were in Dazhufeng? ”

Zhang Xiaofan had a struggling look on his face, "But this is a Demon Sect thing." ”

Song Xing slowly stood up, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he said: "This burning stick may be an evil thing, but you use it to kill demons and eliminate demons, it is the right way, and you have a clear conscience." If you talk about the weight of murderous energy, among all the magic weapons in the world, there is no ancient sword to punish immortals, and the difference between good and evil is in the heart and not in a magic weapon. ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, since he entered Qingyunmen, Tian Buyi and Su Ru taught him that good and evil are not separated, and he has always flaunted himself with this.

Therefore, in the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave, when he killed the Demon Sect disciples with a burning stick, he would be in a state of panic.

Now hearing Song Xing's words, a trace of emotion suddenly appeared in his heart.

"You should ponder the difference between good and evil, if you really can't get past that level in your heart, after returning to Dazhufeng, you will find the master to confess everything, although Qingyunmen is the right way, but the head of the sect will not kill innocents indiscriminately, at most, it is to seal your magic weapon, you are still a disciple of Dazhufeng."

Hearing Song Xing say this, Zhang Xiaofan was in good spirits.

Yes, since this burning stick is an evil thing, it would be nice to not use it yourself.

When he looked up, he saw that Song Xing had already walked away, and hurriedly followed.

Not long after the two left, three people came out from behind the tea shop, the first one was the ghost king, and the other two were Baguio and Suzaku, who had been separated from Song Xing and them not long ago.

The Ghost King looked at the east, nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "This young man is stubborn and determined, but he is a bit like me back then." ”

Standing beside him, Suzaku said, "Sect Master, since you are sure that what he has in his hands is our Holy Sect treasure, why don't you keep them." ”

The Ghost King said lightly: "The Blood Devouring Bead and the Dementor were actually fused with the essence blood of this young man and became a blood refining thing. Now this magic weapon can no longer be used by anyone except this young man, and it is useless for us to grab it. ”

"What's more, the disciple of Da Zhufeng next to him has unfathomable strength, and he seems to be very clear about my origins, and it is unwise to do it without knowing his details."

The ghost king will appear here, and it is precisely because he heard from the mouth of Suzaku that Zhang Xiaofan is suspected of having a demon treasure in his hand that he will show up.

But what really made him give up snatching treasures, in addition to the blood devouring beads that had become Zhang Xiaofan's blood refining treasure, the unfathomable Song Xing next to him was also one of the reasons.

The Demon Cult is now planning a big operation against the righteous path, and before that, it is not appropriate to cause more trouble.

Baguio snorted beside him and said, "I said that it was strange to look at this stick under the necromancy back then, it turned out to have such a big origin." ”

The ghost king smiled and said, "This young man is still good, but he has been poisoned too deeply by the Qingyunmen portal since he was a child, and he wants him to join our holy sect, with his stubborn nature, he is only afraid of thousands of difficulties." ”

Baguio's face suddenly darkened, and he sighed softly.

Although the ghost king didn't understand why his daughter valued this young man so much, he had been in power for a long time, and his thoughts were naturally different from ordinary people: "Although it is not easy to change a person's character, it is not impossible." ”

Suzaku frowned and whispered to the Ghost King: "Sect Master, that's just a nameless boy from Qingyunmen, is it worth spending so much effort?" ”

The Ghost King shook his head and said: "That young man has an unprecedented magic weapon in his hand, and he can still manipulate it freely, and he will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future. ”

The Ghost King is bent on unifying the Demon Sect and has always attached importance to talents, and the Ghost King Sect has also been thriving under his development over the years, and there is a tendency to overtake the other three factions.

Seeing that the ghost king seemed to have other ideas, Suzaku stopped persuading, but he thought of Song Xing in his heart, and faintly felt that the ghost king seemed to have made a great mistake if he didn't strangle Song Xing here today.

The Ghost King didn't realize this, and looked into the distance and muttered: "Another reason why I didn't make a move on them is that his senior brother now knows that he has a Demon Sect murder in his hands, if he goes back to tell Dao Xuan those old ghosts, with their stubbornness, they will naturally not tolerate that young man." ”

Suzaku said: "I think their brother and sister have a very good relationship, if the surname Song deliberately conceals it for them." ”

The Ghost King shook his head: "That's fine. The Blood Devouring Bead and the Soul Dementor are the most murderous things in the world, although they are now restrained and not exposed, but these two fierce things are brought around, how can they have no effect? ”

"This young man's cultivation is not deep, and he is with this fierce thing day and night, and after a long time, he is invaded by the inner anger of this magic weapon, and his temperament will inevitably change, so that he can kill and devour blood, and then the righteous path will not allow him, no matter how small we do, it will be difficult for him to think of entering my holy religion."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't know that the Ghost King Sect had already begun to design him and the magic weapon in his hand, but he followed Song Xing with a heavy heart.

The black burning stick still nestled quietly on his waist, and a slight coolness came from its body.

Song Xing didn't comfort him, originally these things were useless just by others, Zhang Xiaofan was not that kind of resolute character, and many things were not easy to drill into the horns only if he figured it out by himself.

The two of them could have flown back to Dazhu Peak, but Song Xing seemed to deliberately leave time for Zhang Xiaofan, so there was still no intention of Edgeworth flying.

Zhang Xiaofan, who was already worried, may be out of an escape mentality, but he also happily followed behind slowly, sleeping in the open along the way, although there are not many silver taels on his body, but when he is hungry, he catches some wild birds and hares in the wild, plus Zhang Xiaofan's good cooking skills, the two of them have a good time.

All the way to the east, on this day, suddenly felt that there were more and more pedestrians on the road, in front of the ancient road, there was a small town, although the scale was not large, but it may be on this ancient road, there were a lot of people.

On the side of the road at the entrance of the town, there is a stone tablet with the words "Xiaochi Town" engraved on it.

Song Xing perked up and said with a smile: "I can be regarded as seeing the crowds, and I have been tired of eating wild meat every day these days, Xiaofan, go, go to the town to change the taste." ”

Zhang Xiaofan whispered in the back: "But senior brother, the silver on our body has been spent." ”

Song Xing was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Can a living person still suffocate to death with urine?" ”

Walking in, only to listen to the sound of people gradually getting louder, the ancient road from this town straight through, there are houses and eaves on the side of the road, there are also some shops, but more, it is some vendors who set up stalls directly on both sides of the road, walking along the street, the sound of selling is endless, it is really a picture of the world.

(End of chapter)