Mukden City, the headquarters of the Templar.

There were more than a dozen people sitting in the main hall of the temple at this time, and they were discussing in a circle, and on the three thrones at the top, there were two more people sitting, both of them with white temples and the appearance of an old dragon bell.

"The person who can activate the key to the Demon Realm Gate, is there any news from the branches?" The old man in blue on the throne stood up and interrupted the more than a dozen people in the hall who were talking.

Everyone stopped talking, and a few ghost-like people were glancing at the others out of the corner of their eyes, waiting for the person who answered the old man's question to appear.

"Why, after all these years, don't you even have a clue, what's the use of the Holy Church raising you?" the old man snorted coldly, and suddenly everyone in the audience knelt down and trembled.

Ten years ago, the Templar had mentioned that he needed to find someone who had the key to touch the Demon Gate, but as time passed, the Templar Branch could not find even a clue, and no one knew who could use the key to the Demon Gate.

At first, the branches thought that the people who could use the keys were not idle people, and every year every day, all kinds of extraordinary people were arrested in the temple headquarters, and there were tens of thousands of people in the past ten years.

But no one could use it, and when the previous groups of people touched the key, the key reacted extremely violently, and the person who touched it was sucked up, and the key was sucked dry in less than ten breaths.

After sucking the first few batches, the key seemed to be full, and all the touchers brought in behind it were turned into thick water and disappeared completely.

As a result of the arrests of the Templars in the past decade, the number of extraordinary people in the human world has been decreasing day by day. The various sects saw this situation and had no clue, and these people seemed to have disappeared from the air.

In the year or two that followed, the Templar sensed that if it continued like this, it would sooner or later be discovered, so it changed direction and went from gathering the characteristics of the person who could activate the key.

The hard work paid off, and the secret part of the Templar received an ancient secret scroll a year ago, which read, "The heart of the king of the world, the soul of the unsullied." ”

From the secret scroll, I learned that if you want to open the key to the gate of the Demon Realm, the person who needs to find it needs to have the soul of innocence, the heart of the king of the world.

But among all living beings, the soul of the innocent is easy to find, and the heart of the king of the realm is difficult to find.

The Holy Church is spread all over the dark halls of the Human Realm, and although there are hundreds of Unsullied Souls found in a year, none of them are the hearts of the King of the Realm.

It is rumored that those who have the heart of the king of the world will become the king of a world, and in the southwest of the human world, there is a region called the "King of the World Monument", the king of the world monument is a world of its own, no one has no soul and no soul, the perennial flame wind blows the entire realm, and those who are not good enough will be burned into ashes when they enter.

The Boundary King Monument, a very small realm, in the middle of the realm, there is a stone tablet, those who have the heart of the Boundary King, touch the stone tablet will make the Boundary King Tablet glow with infinite power, and the perennial blowing flame wind will temporarily stop due to the infinite power of the Boundary King Tablet.

The Heart of the Unbounded King, touching the Boundary King Tablet will make the Flame Wind even more crazy, and will intentionally attack the person who touches it, so in the past year, everyone brought into the Boundary King Tablet by the Templar will die under the Flame Wind, and even if they are still alive, they will be destroyed by the Templar to prevent the Templar's actions in the past ten years from being exposed.

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"Tell Elder Xiang, the Yuan Ling Sect has been following me secretly, and we are cautious in looking for clues, and we don't dare to be too public, so we get clues, compare... Compare... Comparative"

A middle-aged man in a gray robe with a plain appearance was speaking, and at the end of his voice seemed to be choked by some object, and the voice gradually dissipated.

Elder Xiang looked at him, his eyes getting colder and colder, as if he wanted to penetrate his heart and soul and devour his flesh and bones.

"Give me another look, everyone will look for it, no matter who stops it, even if it is the Pope of the Yuan Spirit Order, you can kill it, do you understand?" said Xiang Elder angrily.

Everyone in the audience quickly exited the main hall, and at this time, only the two old men on the throne were left in the hall.

The old man, who had been sitting without saying a word, sighed, stood up, looked at the elder and said, "The Holy Lord has given us little time, Old Xiang, our time is short. ”

The old man put his left hand on Elder Xiang's shoulder, patted it gently, turned his head to Elder, reached out and took the old man's hand away, and said, "Old Han, so many years have passed, even if you die in the end, you will die well." ”

Elder Han sighed softly, raised his feet and walked outside the hall, saying as he walked, "I hope it's all worth it." ”

Xiang Elder looked at Elder Han who sighed, and his eyes lit up with a little light.

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Early morning.

The white-clothed swordsman slowly woke up from the bed, had a good night's sleep, the white-clothed swordsman was in abnormal spirits, and after eating the steamed buns downstairs of the inn, he packed up and went on the road.

In Furong City in the early morning, there were few crowds, and the white-clothed swordsman walked leisurely on the street, which was particularly eye-catching because of the knightly dress.

The white-clothed swordsman didn't care, he had seen this situation a lot, he was already used to it, and after walking for a long time, the white-clothed swordsman had already walked to the gate of Furong City, and was about to leave the city.

"Young man, young man, young man, please stay. There was a shout behind him, and the white-clothed swordsman looked back, it was Xiao Er from the previous inn, and at this time, Xiao Er was panting and running in the direction of the white-clothed swordsman.

"Less.... Few.. Chivalry, this... Here's a letter... A letter, someone asked me .... Let me leave it to you. Xiao Er propped his hands on his knees, said breathlessly, and after speaking, he took out a letter from his waist and handed it to the white-clothed swordsman.

The white-clothed swordsman frowned and looked at Xiao Er, the first time he came to Furong City, how could someone send a letter to him? Although he felt strange in his heart, he still reached out and took the letter from Xiao Er, and said thank you.

"The person who left the letter for you said that you should open it when you get out of the city, and I will leave first if there is nothing to do. Xiao Er turned around and left.

The white-clothed swordsman watched Xiao Er leave, full of doubts in his heart, looked down at the letter in his hand, turned around and left Furong City quickly.

Not long after the white-clothed swordsman left Furong City, Li Chongli stood on the city wall with a smile, squinting at the direction where the white-clothed swordsman left....

Yuanlai Pavilion, Tianzi Pavilion, at this time, Yuan Rufeng's injury has almost healed, and it can be healed to such a state in one night, thanks to the unique healing secret medicine of the Yuan Ling Sect.

Yuan Rufeng walked out of the room, knocked on Bishop Lin's door, and waited for about ten breaths, the door slowly opened, and Bishop Lin walked out of the room.

Bishop Lin looked at Yuan Rufeng, who had recovered from his injury, with a surprised face, and reached out to pat Yuan Rufeng's arm, seeing that Yuan Rufeng did not feel pain, he turned his face and said with relief: "It seems that Bishop Yuan's injury has healed, and the effect of the secret medicine is really powerful." ”

"Haha, thank you Bishop Lin for coming all the way here, if it weren't for the secret medicine you brought here, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to knock on your door even if I lay down for three days and three nights. Yuan Rufeng looked at Bishop Lin with a clear face, and thanked him with a face.

Seeing that Yuan Rufeng's injuries had healed, Bishop Lin proposed to go downstairs for a drink, and also rewarded the three people who had traveled thousands of miles.

Bishop Lin woke up the other two bishops who were still in a dream, and the four of them ordered a table of wine and food downstairs to eat and drink, and Yuan Rufeng first toasted each of the three bishops a glass to thank him for sending medicine.

"This time, the Pope called us over, firstly, to speed up the investigation progress of the demons in the Dark Forest, and secondly, I am afraid that there are many demons, and I am afraid that you will not be able to cope with it alone. Bishop Lin ate beef in his mouth, and said as he ate.

It is indeed as expected by the Lingxian Pope, not only is there a large number of demons, but Yuan Rufeng was beaten by the demon girl and retreated, and there is no chance to return the phone, if it weren't for Li Chongli's timely rescue, the three of them would have been collecting Yuan Rufeng's body now.

"The Pope is really like a god, before we go on the road, let's bring a few bottles of secret medicine, and say that you will use it, and sure enough, you will use it as soon as you come, hahaha..."

Yuan Rufeng naturally heard that Bishop Fang was not mocking, but he still pretended to be angry and said: "Fang Mingxuan, are you looking for a beating, I see that you have been beaten for a few days, your skin is itchy, and you dare to laugh at me." ”

Yuan Rufeng, who has always paid attention to his words and deeds in front of guards and outsiders, is like a young man in front of his three old friends, naughty and playful.

"Hahahaha.... If this is spread to the Order, there will definitely be many people who will laugh at you, so I'm just going to help you review it in advance, hey, just talk, put the stool down. Fang Mingxuan laughed heartily, not afraid that Yuan Rufeng would really beat her, but in the end, Yuan Rufeng actually lifted the bench under his buttocks.

The other two bishops also looked at the two people in the fight with a smile on their faces, and did not intend to stop them, and let them make trouble.