Hearing the sound and looking up at the figure in the sky, the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect were all shocked, and even those who cultivated in the cave mansion ran out, gathered on the mountain, and looked up at the sky.

Among them, Song Rentou and Zi Xinyi are also there, and strangely, these two seem to be entangled together. Song Rentou's face was pale, and beside him, Zi Xinyi hugged his arms with both hands, and her towering chest kept rubbing.

Wu Chen, who caught a glimpse of this scene in the air, was slightly surprised, after all, Song Rentou hated his deputy and Zi Xinyi at the beginning, why would he be entangled with this woman now.

After glancing at it, he didn't pay attention anymore, put his hands behind his back, and waited for the head of the Qingxuan faction to arrive, if he was cowardly, then he could only rob it!

It didn't take long for a gray-clothed man who seemed to be over half a hundred years old to fly in from a distance, floating in the sky. He had a ruddy complexion and a long black beard, and it was not difficult to see that he must have been a handsome young man before.

Looking at Wu Chen from afar, although he couldn't feel the realm of this man in white, the terrifying aura on his body frightened him, even if he had just broken through to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, he still felt that he was not his opponent.

After being stunned, he hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "Du Zhong, the head of the Qingxuan faction, has not visited Shangxiu!"

Looking at his respectful appearance, Wu Chen couldn't help but sigh at the importance of strength, if he was still a small Jiedan monk, I am afraid that when he said that, he would be destroyed with a palm!

He shook his head with a slight feeling, stared at Du Zhongwei and said, "Master Du, Wu came here this time to borrow the spiritual mirror of your sect and return it when it is used up!"

Psychic mirror, listen to what the great elder of the Qingxuan faction said, you can find people, ward off evil spirits, and shine on demons!

This thing has such a function, it must be good. However, Wu Chen didn't plan to snatch it, it wasn't his own, and he wouldn't want it. And what you want, you will take it yourself!

Du Zhong didn't hear it, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "Please go to the Accord to discuss this matter in detail!"

Seeing that he seemed to have something unspeakable, Wu Chen did not refuse, and also wanted to see what the reason was.

In the attic, sandalwood curls and overflows the hut.

Wu Chen and Du Zhong sat opposite each other, with no waves in the ancient well on their faces, picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip.

This tea is made by taking good spiritual leaves and boiling them in the spiritual spring, which is quite delicious.

Banxia next to him poured a few cups, swallowed them, licked his lips with his ruddy little tongue, stared at the jade pot, and seemed to want to drink it again.

Seeing Du Zhongwei's painful look, Wu Chen coughed dryly, and said lightly: "Master Du, I just borrowed it to find someone, and I will return it to you after using it on the spot!"

"Alas, Shang Xiu, here's the thing, after I came out of retreat, I heard from the Great Elder that something strange happened in the sect, so I went to open the psychic mirror. But I don't know if the psychic mirror is afraid or what it means, it hasn't manifested for a long time!"

Du Zhong was not melancholy, and after sipping the tea, he continued: "Now the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect still disappear from time to time, they used to be disciples of the Gathering Spirits, but now, those who are connected to the Dan period have also been murdered, which makes people panic, and I am really helpless!"

Hearing this, Wu Chen's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, if the psychic mirror couldn't manifest, wouldn't he not be able to find Hu Ji'er? After a few moments of silence, he said, "Can Master Du take me to see the psychic mirror?"

Du Zhong was not overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and handed over: "It is an honor for me to have a Shangxiu hand to check the reason!"

After speaking, he took Wu Chen and the others to an altar in the center of the Qingxuan Sect, there was a big mountain behind the altar, which was made of black iron sand, surrounded by stone fences carved with beast patterns, and it looked quite magnificent.

On the altar, a huge wooden tablet was erected, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with the three big characters of "Psychic Mirror".

Standing in front of the monument, Wu Chen touched his chin and walked around, and asked suspiciously, "Where is the spiritual mirror?"

Du Zhong didn't pat his forehead, his face was full of apologies, and he hurriedly responded: "The spiritual mirror is in the Black Iron Mountain, and if you want to open it, you have to send a lot of spiritual power to this wooden tablet!"

Just as Wu Chen was about to step forward and give it a try, Banxia muttered beside him, "This psychic mirror spirit has run away, what's so good!"

Her voice was not restrained, Wu Chen and Du Zhong were both shocked when they didn't hear it, and looked sideways at Banxia, "Where are you perceiving the machine spirit?"

Seeing that this "sister" who often bullied her had a request, Banxia raised her head proudly: "It's okay to tell you, but you can't yell at me anymore in the future!"

Touching his nose in embarrassment, Wu Chen hurriedly said: "I won't yell at you in the future, as long as you can find the machine spirit, I will buy you delicious food in the future!"

Du Zhongwei's surprised gaze on the side withdrew from Banxia's body, looked at Wu Chen strangely, and couldn't help but think secretly, this girl couldn't be kidnapped by him, I originally thought it was his maid!

Banxia closed his eyes, opened them after a while, and frowned slightly, "That machine spirit has been demonized, and the demonic aura of the day is extremely weak, so it's not easy to track the location, let's find it at night!"

Demon, Wu Chen heard it twice, the first time was mentioned by Yu Xun, and she was a demon, and the second time was that a big demon was sealed in the black river that the spirit bead instrument spirit said.

He didn't know about the realm of demons, but when he thought of the one in the black river, he was instantly terrified.

The word demon appeared in Du Zhongwei's mind, his face was ugly, and he suddenly knew why the missing disciples he found were all the reason why the essence was lost and died, presumably it was the result of this demonized instrument spirit.

In the past, he had read a classical, demon, which was formed by the beast absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth. The realm can be divided into shapes, breathing, condensing yuan, Xuan demons, earth demons, heavenly demons and so on.

Its transformation into a human form is to reach the transformation realm, and its strength is comparable to that of a monk in his infancy, which is terrifying.

Although he didn't know why the spirit of the instrument was demonized, he still felt a panic, and seeing Wu Chen's hesitant expression, he hurriedly said: "Shang Xiu, this spirit mirror is not of great use in my faction, if Shang Xiu destroys that demon, the Qingxuan faction will give the spirit mirror to repay this kindness!"

If this scourge is not removed, I am afraid it will be a catastrophe for the Qingxuan Sect. In fact, he didn't know that there was a transition period for the demon who had just transformed into a demon, and it needed to have collected a lot of essence before it could become a true transformation period, and before that it was still very weak.

Lowered his head and pondered for a long time, his eyes were slightly condensed, and now he had to use the psychic mirror to find Hu Ji'er, this Qingxuan faction's affairs really couldn't be ignored, and he nodded at Du Zhongwei and said, "Wu do his best!"

At night, Wu Chen and Banxia sat on the eaves of the attic, shaking their round legs, and the black-clothed girl hummed a song and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

At this moment, Wu Chen's face was not solemn, because Fang Cai Banxia told him that the machine spirit had not yet transformed, but only had demonic energy, so he didn't have to worry.

Looking at the look of anticipation on the face of the black-robed lady beside her, and then thinking of the scene where she swallowed the spirit bead, he looked at her strangely: "Do you want to eat that instrument spirit?"

"Yes, yes," Banxia looked at the sky and the moon, smacked his lips and replied instinctively, then paused slightly, turned his head to see Wu Chen's strange gaze, and hurriedly shook his hand and said, "No, no, how can I eat machine spirits? Sister, you have to believe me!"

Hmph, Wu Chen made a straight face, "Tell me the truth, maybe I can take you to eat something delicious, otherwise I will leave you here." Grabbing Banxia's dependence on himself, he said slowly without blushing and without a heartbeat.

Under the moonlit night, Banxia's eyes were filled with tears again, and she lowered her head and murmured aggrievedly: "It's just that I instinctively want to eat, I have a feeling, after eating the spirit, I will change, maybe I will fly away!"

These words almost made Wu Chen jump, now Banxia has no strength at all, except for the sensor spirit and shock, it seems that it is useless to follow him for this time.

If it can really change, then I have to get it for her anyway.

Gently touched the girl's little head, "Banxia, after I finish using this spiritual mirror, I will draw out its spirit for you!"

"Really?" When Banxia heard this, her big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and she hugged Wu Chen's arm and said, "Sister is the best for Banxia!"

The two balls were pressed softly, very comfortable, Wu Chen gently pushed her away in embarrassment, got up and muttered, "Then let's go and meet this demon machine spirit!"

Tonight's moon is particularly round, hanging in the sky, like a jade plate, bright and flawless.

On the roof tiles of the attic, Banxia's long hair flew, and finally his eyes opened, pointing to the direction of the mountain behind the Qingxuan faction and said: "Sister, I sensed it, it's over there!"

Without saying a word, Wu Chen flew away quickly with her.

Du Zhong did not go with them, in his words, such monsters are sufficient.

In fact, it's just fear, after all, he has never seen a demon before, even if he is curious, he doesn't dare to go.

People are always full of fear and curiosity about the unknown!

In the back mountain, the trees are luxuriant, the breeze caresses, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

At this moment, a woman's moaning and a man's low roar could be faintly heard from the forest.

I saw that on the grass on the ground, there were men and women's clothes, and under the weak moonlight, the bodies of two white flowers were intertwined, causing ripples.

I don't know when, two figures quietly appeared in mid-air, seeing the scene below, Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly covered the eyes of Banxia, who was looking at the battle below with wide eyes and curiosity.

"It's her!" Wu Chen suddenly woke up, no wonder he saw the two of them coming together during the day, and the two below were Zi Xinyi and Song Rentou.

Thinking about it carefully, Song Rentou may have been fascinated and mixed up with Zi Xinyi, who was haunted by demons.

The man's eyes below were bloodshot, and after shaking rapidly, he roared softly, and finally crawled on the woman's bewitching body, not moving.

The woman pushed the man away violently, and slowly got up, exposing the delicate body of the beast's blood to the moonlight, and the air was filled with a pungent smell, indescribably charming.

Then she waved her hand slightly, and the clothes on the ground floated, enveloping her body. kicked Song Rentou, who was no longer alive, the corners of his mouth sneered, and he turned around to leave.

"Demon, where to go!" At this moment, a huge hand fell from the sky and grabbed the woman below.

Zi Xinyi suddenly raised her head, saw Wu Chen above, and then looked at the palm that pressed down the huge spiritual power, and hurriedly turned around in horror, and a burst of pink smoke rose and disappeared.

Consciousness spread, Wu Chen didn't think about it, and with Banxia lightly, he also disappeared in place.

Outside the mountain behind the Qingxuan faction, in a certain valley, a woman in disheveled clothes appeared.

He cautiously looked left and right, and when he saw that there was no one, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to himself angrily: "Damn, if you inhale the essence of one more Jiedan disciple, I will be able to transform into a shape!"

"That's it, the Qingxuan Sect can't stay, I'd better go elsewhere and look for the Jiedan Monk!"

As soon as the woman finished muttering, three complex ancient characters flashed with golden rays behind her and quickly disappeared into her body. Suddenly, the woman couldn't move.