As soon as he heard the evil cultivator, Li Yang's brows tightened, because it was not the first time he had heard the name of the evil cultivator.

Once in the Starfall Secret Realm, that is, when he rescued Lan Luoyu at that time, he heard the name of evil cultivator, but because of the natural formation at that time, he forgot to ask one or two.

Thinking of this, Liyang used his spiritual sense to Ye Jingming and asked:

"What's going on with this evil cultivator?"

"This is not the time to talk to you!"

In the face of Liyang's inquiry, Ye Jingming's eyes looked at the middle-aged man holding the child schematically.

Regarding Ye Jingming's gesture, Liyang naturally understood, although he really wanted to find out about the evil cultivation, but it was obviously not a good time at this time.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he took a few steps forward from Yang and said to the middle-aged man who was extremely worried:

"Uncle, it is impossible for the child to disappear for no reason, someone must have used this mark to steal the child, the kid just happened to practice some kung fu, maybe he can help then!"

"Who is this little brother?"

The middle-aged man, who was extremely worried, didn't notice the two Liyang behind him at first, but at this moment, he suddenly heard someone interjecting and came in, and only then did he find Liyang who came forward.

"The kid left the central government, thanks to the rescue of the old man a few days ago!"

"Rescue?"

Looking at Liyang's somewhat thin figure, the middle-aged man looked at the old hunter.

"On the way home the day before yesterday, I saw them in a coma by the river, so I took them home!"

The old hunter nodded, and simply explained what had happened.

"Then thank you little brother for your kindness!"

After listening to the old hunter's words, the middle-aged man turned around and said politely to Liyang.

Liyang naturally heard that the other party just replied to him out of courtesy, and he didn't believe that he had practiced kung fu at all, otherwise why would he need the rescue of others, and Liyang didn't care about it.

"Dad, it's a little cold!"

At this time, the child in the middle-aged man's arms opened his eyes vaguely, and a pair of small hands hugged the middle-aged man tightly.

"Uncle, it's a little windy and cold outside, so let's go inside!"

Ye Jingming also stepped forward and reminded loudly.

"Right...... Right...... Come in and get into the house!"

After receiving Ye Jingming's reminder, the middle-aged man reacted and hurriedly carried the child into the house......

Half an hour later, Liyang and Ye Jingming came out of the room, and the old hunter's family was guarding the child in the room, because the black mark on the child's body had appeared for two days.

"Fairy Ye, can you tell us about the evil cultivation now?"

After taking a seat in the living room, Li Yang looked at Ye Jingming.

"Fairy, in the eyes of your immortal monks, aren't we demonic thieves?"

After hearing Liyang's words, Ye Jingming replied directly, but it was blocked by Liyang's words for a while.

"I haven't come into contact with many Demon Dao Monks, but in my opinion, they are actually no different from Immortal Dao Monks!"

After a long time, Li Yang slowly spoke.

Liyang was already halfway to the path of cultivation, and the opposition between immortals and demons was only based on a cognition, and it was not so deep-rooted.

Coupled with some of the Demon Dao monks he met later, in Liyang's opinion, except for the difference in the cultivation philosophy upheld by the Immortal Dao monks, there was actually not much difference, but Liyang never understood why the relationship between the two was opposite.

"Immortal Dao monks are really people who can speak and understand the Tao!"

After listening to Liyang's point of view, a different color flashed in the depths of Ye Jingming's eyes, and although the look on his face was still cold, his tone eased somewhat.

Li Yang naturally noticed that the other party's tone had softened, and he was inexplicably relieved in his heart, and at the same time wanted to continue to ask about the evil cultivator.

However, before he could leave the central government, he only heard Ye Jingming say again:

"This is not the place to talk!"

After speaking, Ye Jingming went out of the house directly, leaving only a back for Liyang.

"Chirp!"

The blue bird, who had been quietly staying on Liyang's shoulder, saw this scene, as if he was laughing at Liyang, chirped, and then flapped his wings and flew out of the house on his own.

"This lazy bird ......"

The blue bird flew away, Liyang's eyes flashed, and then he also walked out of the house, and at a glance he saw Ye Jingming standing on the edge of the waterfall, and walked towards it......

In a dungeon hidden in the depths of the ground, there were three dark red pillars, and at the top of each dark red pillar, a gray-robed monk sat with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a black worm the size of a bee suddenly appeared from the impermeable walls of the dungeon, flew to the top of one of the pillars, and stopped in front of a gray-robed monk.

As if sensing the arrival of the black bug, the gray-robed monk slowly opened his eyes and reached out directly to the black bug.

After a gray crystal thread submerged into the body of the black insect, the black insect twisted and transformed, turning into a gray-black rune, and automatically submerged into a certain wall of the underground palace.

And with the submergence of the gray-black runes, a light curtain of light suddenly appeared on the wall, and then more than a dozen figures walked out of the light curtain and entered the underground palace.

The dozen or so figures were all shrouded in a wide black robe, and on their shoulders each carried an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and a group of them came to stand under one of the pillars, and then looked up at a huge furnace suspended in the middle of the underground palace.

At this moment, the gray-robed man sitting with his eyes closed at the top of the other two pillars opened his eyes at the same time, and there was a light flowing in his hand.

In the next breath, three streamers of different colors shot out from the tops of the three pillars and hit the furnace ding.

There were more than a dozen black figures below, except for the one in front who was holding the child and not moving, the others changed their hands to hold up the young man on their shoulders.

Soon, a gray glow swept down from the mouth of the furnace dingding suspended in the middle of the underground palace, and more than ten teenagers supported by black figures were swept into the furnace ding.

Then a gray flame suddenly rose around the furnace, and at the same time, wisps of gray mist suddenly appeared in the void, converging towards the furnace.

There were more than a dozen black figures standing below, looking up at the furnace wrapped in gray flames, and their eyes showed fear.

"Put the spirit child down!"

The next moment, a hoarse voice came from the mouth of the gray cannon who opened the door to the underground palace.

Not daring to slack off, the black figure standing at the front hurriedly put the child in his arms on the ground.

"There are still three spirit children left, you must bring them back tomorrow night, otherwise the evil furnace will be your destination!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, more than a dozen black figures below couldn't help but cast their eyes on the furnace in mid-air again, their bodies trembled, and they hurriedly responded in unison.

"Go ahead!"

As the gray-robed man's voice came out again, more than a dozen black figures turned around and returned along the same path, and then entered the light curtain one by one and disappeared into the dungeon.

After all the black figures were gone, the light curtain on the walls of the dungeon disappeared and returned to its previous airtight appearance. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Cultivating Immortal Dao Boundless Claw Book House" for free for the first time.