The voice mixed with many voices came faintly, with a bit of gloomy: "It's not a human race, our heavenly demons are devouring each other when they meet, you live and die, what do you need a name." ”

Xie Wen's mind swept through the sea of consciousness and found its location. Heavenly Demon Xu was to make it easier for her to find out, and it turned into a black cloud, like fog and smoke, which was a lot of distractions in the world, and at this moment it turned into substance, and it seemed that she could still feel the emotions in it. She was interested at this time: "Oh? I don't know...... What is the environment where the Heavenly Demons live?"

The Heavenly Demon really cooperated as it said before, explaining: "The Heavenly Demon lives in the Nine Heavens Realm and coexists with Gangfeng. Survive by relying on the distracting thoughts of sentient beings and devouring their own kind. Once the heavens and demons meet, the winner is king, and the loser is devoured and becomes part of the winner. ”

Unexpectedly, the environment in which the Heavenly Demon lived was so bad, Xie Wenxin sighed with emotion: "It's really cruel, it seems that all the cultivators in the world are not easy. ”

The Heavenly Demon smiled and said, "It's just nature. However, it is indeed not as blessed as the human race, enjoying the creation of heaven and earth. ”

Xie was noncommittal. At this time, the sky was dark, and the night was dark. The cries of wild beasts were heard from far and near on the Thousand Mountains. The purpose of this time has been achieved, and it is time to leave.

Destroying what can be destroyed by the ordinary materials used in the array, and putting what cannot be destroyed in the baggage she brings, she has always been cautious in doing things, trying not to leave traces. Just as she was about to descend the mountain, a touch of pure white behind the tombstone caught her attention.

It is a pure white flower.

The peanut has three petals, and the stamens are bright red, which at first glance looks like a little blood stain on the petals.

"It's ...... Corpse Soul Flower?" "After the Heavenly Demon got in touch with Xie Wenxin, with Xie Wenxin's permission, she could also see things in the outside world through her eyes.

"Corpse Soul Flower?" Xie asked, "There doesn't seem to be a flower here just now?"

"It should be the formation of Fang Cai that gathers the aura here, and there may have been scattered flower seeds here before, absorbing the yin qi on the bones of the corpse and giving birth to this flower. But...... This tomb is a joint burial, right? No wonder there is a corpse and soul flower......"

"It's a joint burial...... So what?" This tomb is indeed a joint burial, after all, it is the body of her current "parents", and Xie Wenxin has also thought about it.

The Heavenly Demon said with some pride: "The origin of this flower is known. It is rumored that there was a great monk who fell in love with a mortal woman, but the woman had no spiritual root and had no intention of cultivating immortals. The monk turned into a mortal and married a woman, and it was just a lifetime of love. But the monk had an enemy, and when he learned about it, he detained the woman's soul and tortured her day and night until she was reduced to ashes. The monk was very sad, but fortunately the woman's body was still there, so the monk used his flesh and bones as a guide to cross his true spirit. Or feel the sincerity of his heart, nine hundred and eighty-one days later, white bones are full of flowers. ”

"There is still such a legend. Xie Wen's eyes wandered, and he wondered, "Who is this monk, and did he take revenge later?"

“...... It's just a legend, how the deity knows. The Heavenly Demon was a little helpless, and also a little emotional: "But this flower only grows in the tomb where the yin qi is heavy and the burial is combined, one flower and two leaves, it seems to have fulfilled the monk's mind." ”

Xie Wenxin thought for a moment, walked to the flower, and observed it carefully for a while. The snow-white flowers swayed in the wind, and she seemed to feel a faint sadness coming from above, and she suddenly made a decision: "This flower has a bad meaning, so I'll pull it out." ”

The Heavenly Demon was a little surprised: "It's just a legend, and besides, this is not your real parents." ”

Seeing that it had misunderstood, Xie Wenxin didn't explain, but instead said, "It's good to accumulate some merits." Let alone...... Give it to Uncle Zhou, maybe you can exchange it for some spirit stone flowers. ”

He carefully inquired about the collection method of the Heavenly Demon Corpse Soul Flower, and Xie Wenxin uprooted the Corpse Soul Flower and put it in the baggage together.

......

In the other valley of Qianxi Mountain, the two sides were fighting with each other, or one side was strongly surrounding the other.

There were more than a dozen people near the bottom of the mountain, all wearing cyan robes, embroidered with blue cloud ornaments on the cuffs, and many pairs of swords in their hands, led by a one-yuan infant monk. He was about forty years old, with a white face and beard, and his eyes were gloomy, staring at the mountain peak like a goshawk.

Those who are surrounded by them seem to be weak. There were five of them, an old man, a young woman, and three teenagers, the youngest of whom was no more than twelve or thirteen years old. The group of people cultivated to the highest Jindan, and the old man was faintly the leader. The old man had white hair, a rickety body, and a cane in his hand. This crutch is not gold or wood, but is carved from a whole piece of white jade, which looks very extraordinary.

The old man frowned and asked, "I don't know what Senior Long meant by stopping me?" He can be regarded as famous for a long time, but he doesn't dare to make a mistake against this elder of the Biyun Sect.

Long Qianju stared at him for a while, and said slowly: "This Qianqian Mountain is mixed with demon cultivators, and the Biyun Sect is afraid that you and others will be attacked by demon cultivators, so they are here to protect you." ”

"What kind of demon cultivator dares to come over! This is the territory of the city god in Zhuzhou!" the young man who was protected by the old man shouted unconvinced.

The old man hurriedly motioned for him to shut up.

When Long Qianju heard this, he looked at the young man, with a childish face, in the early stage of qi refining, Sen Ran smiled and said: "Although this Qianqian Mountain is in the city of Zhuzhou, it is not under the control of the city god......" He squinted his eyes and stared at the young man: "This world is very big, kid ......"

The old man protected the young man behind him, and he was indignant in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. Although Qianxun Mountain suppressed the operation of spiritual power, the gap between Jindan and Yuanying was also a world of difference.

What this Long Qianju said about protection was just a prevarication, but he was afraid that they would find the three wishful Cabernet Sauvignon. However, they were only scattered cultivators, and they didn't dare to go against the Biyun Sect, and the old man said in a sullen voice: "The child is not in the form, why should the dragon seniors meet the juniors...... I'm about to go down the mountain, so I don't bother you to take care of each other......"

Long Qianju looked at the sky and said, "You can go down the mountain and stay below the foundation." ”

Only the old man in this line is above Zhuji, his face is blue, and his tone is a little bad: "Is Elder Long really going to be difficult for me in the Immortal Alliance?"

The Immortal League is an idle organization composed of many scattered cultivators in the Spiritual Void Realm, and the old man also has an old relationship with some seniors in the Immortal League, and he has an idle position. At this time, I had to pull out this tiger skin.

Long Qianju shook his head and grinned: "This door is also to protect the safety of you. Presumably, the Immortal Alliance will also understand. ”

"We don't need your protection!" The young man stared at Long Qianju with a pair of eyes, full of disbelief.

Offended by this kid twice, Long Qianju was not a broad-minded person, and he was even more angry at this time. His eyes were grim, and when he stretched out his right hand, a cold light appeared on his fingertips.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old man hurriedly blocked in front of the young man, and the white jade cane emitted fluorescence. Just about to speak—

At this moment, there was a rustling sound from the other side of the mountain. A voice came: "Stop!"

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly rushed out, extremely fast, and with a bang, Long Qianju, who had not reacted, crashed far away, and rolled for a while before stopping.