Looking at the chaotic appearance of the city, although Shen Cangqiong's face was very calm, Shen Xinghe, who was standing beside him, could feel the monstrous anger.

The little eunuch ran all the way from Yongde Gate to Shen Cangqiong, and then he saluted and said, "Your Majesty, the chief manager is safe and sound. ”

Shen Cangqiong nodded, turned around and walked into the Cining Palace.

Bei Zang sat on the steps at the entrance of the restaurant and watched the messy scenes, and he suddenly felt very tired.

He has been following Da Liu since he opened Lingzhi, and he has forgotten how many years.

Although it has only been a year since his master left here, Bei Zang feels that it seems to be a thousand years.

"Uncle, everything has been taken care of. ”

The people of Jingtensi came out and saluted Beizang.

Bei Zang nodded in thanks and sent the people out, and then he walked to the window on the second floor.

I have to say that the people of Jingtiansi cleaned up the situation very quickly, and before the hour arrived, they cleaned up all the front buildings in the backyard of the restaurant, and then looked at the people of Jingtiansi standing on the roof outside, they were concentrating on repairing the roof corrugated.

Because of the protection of the formation, whether it is the Xue Palace or the Jingzhu Zen Temple, the damage is not great. Therefore, the people who worship the Heavenly Division did not go at all.

It's just that around the formation at the entrance of the Zen Temple, there seem to be more Heavenly Troops guarding the town.

Fan Shouji personally led people to guard around the formation, and he didn't know that his son had brought a demon to his mansion.

The leaves on the streets were piled up more because of the strong winds.

The man in charge of cleaning a small area of the street walked out of the house with a broom on his face full of resentment, and by this time it was already getting dark, and he sighed heavily as he looked at the fallen leaves piled up everywhere.

I heard that some cultivators can cast spells to sweep away fallen leaves with the power of the wind, why didn't the king let those who worship the heavens clean up?

The more I thought about it in my heart, the more I couldn't figure it out, so I had to clean it up slowly.

In the small red leaf building on Penglai Island, Sang Wenjing was looking down at the classics in her hand.

This is just a miscellaneous book, but there are many so-called things recorded on it.

She didn't do anything during the year, and every once in a while she would go to Lang Huan Pavilion to check something.

Sang Wenjing was very curious about Wei Yeqing's past, because there were very few records of the Holy Maiden of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace in some historical records.

This is a very abnormal situation, because Wei Yeqing's name was quite big back then, how could there be only such a record?

So, Sang Wenjing went to the dark building.

At Sang Wenjing's begging, Jiang Tiansheng took a miscellaneous book to Sang Wenjing.

It is said to be a miscellaneous treatise, but in fact it is a wild history.

There are a lot of things about Wei Yeqing recorded on it, but after all, it is a wild history, and its authenticity and credibility are still very low.

After reading it for a long time, Sang Wenjing slowly closed the book. It said that there was an ice coffin in the depths of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and I didn't know what caused Wei Yeqing to be unconscious, so Wei Yixiao, the palace master of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace at that time, put his daughter, that is, Wei Yeqing, into the ice coffin.

The most strange place came, as soon as Wei Yeqing was put into the ice coffin by Wei Yixiao, the Ten Thousand Demon Palace fell because of infighting.

After that, someone organized a demon slaying event, and the slaughter was naturally the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

There is no record of the initiator, and there were even many evil cultivators involved in the Demon Slaying Grand Gathering at that time, and there was even a shadow of the first sect of the Demon Sect, Ao Lai Sect.

Some of the more obscure things are not written here, maybe the person who wrote this wild history is not clear, or maybe the person who wrote this wild history is also involved.

According to common sense, the resources of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace will definitely be divided by a group of people. Actually, it must be like this, but it is not documented here.

Since then, the Ten Thousand Demon Palace has been completely silent, until in recent years, a person named Hua Mantian suddenly appeared, and that person claimed to be the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

Walking outside the red leaf building, Sang Wenjing walked slowly to the side of the pond.

Flowers are all over the sky, the eighth prince, the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, Wei Yeqing, Wei Yixiao.

Is there any connection between these people? Who was the person who organized the Demon Slaying Festival back then?

If you want to organize such a grand event, your reputation will definitely not be small.

Then this person may be one of those few Psychic Realms.

But it is also possible that he was a well-known practitioner at that time.

Standing by the pond, Sang Wenjing thought about something and came up with a god. At this time, a red koi in the pond wagged its tail and splashed some water at Sang Wenjing.

After coming back to her senses, Sang Wenjing looked at the koi fish with a smile: "Xiaohong, you are naughty again." ”

Then Sang Wenjing held her hands and put them into the water, and the koi fish called Xiaohong swam into Sang Wenjing's hands.

"You haven't been to us in days. Xiaohong said with bubbles.

"There's no time to spare. ”

"Okay. ”

"Where's the King?"

Little Red wagged her tail and looked deeper into the pond, only to see a golden carp standing still under a lotus flower.

"What's wrong with it?" Sang Wenjing looked at the golden carp in surprise.

Xiaohong blinked her eyes and whispered, "Bring me closer, I'll tell you quietly." ”

Then Sang Wenjing put Xiaohong to her ear, and Xiaohong whispered: "I suspect that the king has gone crazy in cultivation, and I don't know when it started, and he is there every day watching the lotus fairy." ”

"I see. ”

Sang Wenjing looked thoughtfully at the still golden carp.

Stepping lightly on the water, without a trace of ripples, Sang Wenjing slowly walked to the side of the lotus flower.

As if sensing Sang Wenjing's arrival, the lotus flower slowly bloomed, and a very beautiful goblin walked out of it.

"Wen Jing'er. After the lotus fairy floated to Sang Wenjing's side and turned around, she sat on Sang Wenjing's shoulder.

At this time, the king of the golden carp also woke up.

"Wen Jing'er came, why didn't she talk to this king. ”

King Jin Carp coughed, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice.

Sang Wenjing lowered her head and looked at the golden carp that was spitting bubbles in the water, and said with a smile: "The king is immersed in his own world, how can I disturb it." ”

Then Sang Wenjing was about to leave, when she heard a sound of water behind her.

Poof, and then another golden carp appeared in Sang Wenjing's hand.

"Xiaohong, today's cultivation is all done?" the Golden Carp King looked at Xiaohong beside him.

"Your Majesty, it's all done. ”

"Oh, let's fix it again. ”

"But the king..."

"But what? King Ben has to look at you little things every day, which really makes King Ben very anxious. ”

"Alright King. ”

Xiaohong looked at the golden carp aggrievedly, and then looked at Sang Wenjing.

After seeing that Sang Wenjing didn't move, Xiaohong pouted and jumped into the water.

After walking to the shore, the golden carp blew towards the pond, and a column of water slowly rose.

The water column gradually changed into the appearance of Sang Wenjing, then into the appearance of the golden carp, and finally into the appearance of the lotus fairy.

"How? "The King of the Golden Carp seems to be showing off.

"Good. Sang Wenjing smiled and stretched out her hand, and another column of water rose, and that column of water turned into the appearance of the king of the golden carp, which was very close to the lotus fairy.

The King of the Golden Carp was overjoyed when he saw it: "Well, it's good. This water control trick is getting more and more proficient, not bad. ”

"The king taught well. ”

"Eh, how can there be, that's Wen Jing'er's talent. ”

The lotus fairy sat on Sang Wenjing's shoulder and watched all this with a smile.

"That's right. The Golden Carp King wagged his tail and turned around.

"Hasn't the owner come back yet?"

Sang Wenjing nodded.

Sang Wenjing naturally heard about the things in the capital, and thought that Sang Huaqing would return to Penglai later, but to Sang Wenjing's surprise, there was no news from Sang Huaqing in the past year.

According to the disciple of the dark building, he only saw Sang Huaqing flying out of the restaurant at that time, and then disappeared.

Since the uncle disappeared with the Lord of Fuqing Valley, it is very likely that Grandpa went to Quenching Dream Valley to find clues.

Because judging from the reactions of my aunt and Zhongru's brother that day, it is obvious that my uncle may have had an accident.

However, no one knew where the Quenching Dream Valley was, and even if they knew where it was, the formation of the Quenching Dream Valley would not be so easy to break.

Yu Nianqing, the master of Xuanyue Mansion, was proficient in the mysteries of the formation, but even he said that the formation of the Quenching Dream Valley was extremely difficult to crack.

Therefore, many disciples of Penglai Island could be seen outside the Quenching Dream Valley, but none of them entered the valley without permission.