The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, the days pass day by day, the uneasy atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, some unknown change is brewing, fermenting, sweeping inside and outside the demon tower, no one is spared.

On the third day, four sword lights appeared in the sky, landing straight on the cliff of viewing the sun, Wei XVII stepped forward to salute, he only recognized his uncle Li Xun, and listened to them call each other, the other three were surnamed Zheng, one surnamed Liu, and one surnamed Guo, and Li Xun were brothers of the same generation.

Seeing that Yue Shuo was not there, Li Xun was quite disappointed, and he paced around in front of the grass house with a frown, restless, as if he had encountered a difficult problem.

"Where is Master Yue's nephew, when will he come back?" he rushed to the hospital in a hurry, chasing Wei Qiqi and asking endlessly.

Wei Qiqi could only smile bitterly, how could he tell Yue Shuo's whereabouts.

Just as he was wandering, there was a faint singing voice in the distance, the tune was euphemistic and beautiful, and the words were clear, such as in the ear, and there was no sentence that he could understand.

Wei Qiqi's heart moved, many years ago, in the Chixia Valley, he had heard it. Accompanied by the singing, he seemed to see a pair of snow-white feet immersed in the stream, with beautiful lines, without a trace of flaws, as clean as a spring in the mountains in early autumn.

On the mountain road, there is a small figure, wrapped in Tsing Yi, hair combed and bun, skin is brighter than snow, eyebrows are picturesque, not Ruan Jing, who is it!

She stopped, saluted the four elders from afar, and said, "I've seen all the ancestors, my father...... Waiting in Wentang Valley, please also ask the ancestor to move. ”

Wei Qiqi was slightly stunned, and said in his heart, this master of his own has a really big face, and he sent his daughter to pass the word, but he didn't come in person, but asked all the masters to see him, I don't know whether he was big or proud.

The Demon Suppression Tower is maintained by the Heavenly Fox Ruan Qing, Yue Shuo is just a reason, whether he comes or not, it doesn't matter, Li Xun and the others all know that Ruan Qing has always been unwilling to see Kunlun Sword Cultivation, Ruan Jing said this, in fact, he saved some face. Li Wei is the most sophisticated, he smiled, gently unveiled, and beckoned Zheng, Liu, and Guo to go to Wentang Valley together to ask for a countermeasure.

The four sword lights fled, but Ruan Jing stayed, and Wei Qiqi smiled and said, "Senior Sister Ruan, don't come unharmed!"

Ruan Jing stepped forward, walked to Wei Qiqi's side, looked up at him, and said with a smile: "Meet again, farewell to Chixia Valley, it's been a hundred years in the blink of an eye." ”

"A hundred years?"

Ruan Jing sighed and said: "One day in the mountains, it has been a thousand years in the world, you are outside the Demon Suppression Tower, in a hurry for several years, I am in the tower, I don't know how time has passed, hundreds of years have passed." ”

"Your injuries—"

"Chu Tianyou's Dinghai Zhu is so powerful, my physical body is almost collapsed, it all depends on the sea of vitality to maintain, there is no hope of recovery, I can only survive in this town demon tower, chatting to survive. ”

Wei Qiqi's heart was full of confusion, since he entered the void field, the qiē that happened was too bizarre, the Demon Suppression Tower contained countless secrets, and his cheap master and cheap master were obviously the key to this qiē.

"You must have a lot to ask, right?" Ruan Jing squatted on her heels, reached out and picked a blade of grass, pinched it between her fingers and played with it for a while, watching it melt into the void.

Wei Qiqi looked at her face intently, at first glance it looked as white as before, but between her eyebrows, there was a cloud of black gas, like an extremely faint cloud, looming.

"See?"

"Well, Ling Tang can't help it?"

"I haven't seen her since she entered the Demon Tower, and here, we've never met. ”

"Why?"

"Do you know how the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon is passed down?" Ruan Jing asked rhetorically.

Wei Qiqi guessed: "Marriage, childbirth?"

"If it's that simple, the Heavenly Demon won't have only one or two people per generation...... The more powerful the bloodline, the more difficult it is to spread, the heavenly demon is the strongest of the demon clan, and the offspring born by marriage and childbirth cannot inherit the bloodline, at best it is just an ordinary demon clan. The Heavenly Demon wants to inherit the bloodline, only by condensing the 'blood fetus' in the body, injecting a wisp of remnant soul, and placing it in the shell of others, until the bloodline awakens for the first time, the remnant soul is regained, the second awakening, the body is reforged, the third awakening, devouring the parents, only by going this far, can it be regarded as truly inheriting the bloodline. ”

"It's just that the consequences of the awakening of the bloodline, you are no longer you. ”

"Exactly. When the bloodline awakened for the first time, for some reason, the remnant soul failed to take away, and the blood fetus remained, we can practice the exercises of the demon clan, but without that wisp of remnant soul, we will never be able to reforge the body, let alone inherit the bloodline...... The human body is our essence. ”

Wei Qiqi looked at the back of his left hand and said, "Some reasons...... Is it a Penglai bag?"

Ruan Jing laughed, "Penglai bag...... Isn't there a Penglai Hall in the immortal capital Changyingguan, I'm afraid that you will be suspicious and talk nonsense...... That thing is the magic weapon made by the Kunlun patriarch with the snake stomach bag, the day it is baked, that is, it is torn apart and exploded into pieces, it was originally called the demon refining bag, which can devour the soul of refining, and the fragments of these magic weapons saved my life and your life. ”

Wei Qiqi let out a long sigh, no wonder he always felt that the "Penglai Bag" was connected with his flesh and blood, and it was one and the same, it turned out that this was the reason.

"My mother entered the Demon Tower, the soul and the body were separated, and it was no longer possible to condense the 'blood fetus', because of me, she cut off the bloodline of the first poor sky fox, she didn't want to see me, for fear that she wouldn't be able to control herself and harm me. I was her daughter, but I killed the daughter she wanted, and she hated me and couldn't bear me. ”

That day in the Void Field, Ruan Qing said that she hadn't seen Ah Ruan for a long time, she wanted to know about her daughter, she only wanted to know about her, but she never wanted to see her, those words that spit out from her lips, what a complicated feeling!

"When the soul and the body are separated, can they no longer be one?"

Ruan Jing said leisurely: "You and I can, only she can't do it, this is a very long story, if you want to hear it, I will sue you." ”

"I want to hear about it. ”