Fang Yan rolled his eyes again in his heart, you feel familiar, how do I know what you are familiar with, do you want me to take out all my things one by one? Not to mention that I can even glance at the cultivation exercises, let alone what I am talking about.

He didn't answer the old man's question, and in fact, Fang Yan didn't know how to answer, so he simply asked about something else: "Senior, are you trapped here?

Fang Yan was very worried that the old man was really trapped here, if he could take himself in but couldn't send it out, then wouldn't he have to stay here.

"These?" the old man's body moved, and eighteen rope chains retreated from the four walls, and then submerged into his body.

Fang Yan looked at the old man's movements a little dumbfounded, these eighteen chains are not the imprisoned objects he thought were at all, but the magic weapon of the old man, the old man was not imprisoned here?

"Boy, what's all the fuss about. The old man said disapprehantly, "Tell me how you came here?" ”

There is nothing to hide about this, so Fang Yan briefly explained how he was hired, how he encountered the demonic aura, and how he finally entered this demon suppression hall.

"Wantianzong? I haven't heard of it, but a group of people have also come before, and one of them has a similar technique to the Yuanying monk this time, it seems that it is Wantianzong, and he wants to hunt and kill that demon several times, and this time he actually took a Yin Soul magic weapon, no wonder I just felt that the demon's strength has increased a little, what do they want to do?"

"The demon head, senior, isn't that your external incarnation?" Fang Yan asked suspiciously, he always thought that the demon head was an incarnation of the old man in front of him, although it was a little unbelievable that the monk had the incarnation of the demon head, but the old man in front of him was so unfathomable, no matter how strange it was, Fang Yan would not be too surprised.

"The kid knows a lot, I think, but I don't have the strength to take him. The old man's hoarse voice sounded, but his tone was a little less flat and a little more stunned.

He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, who was he? Hurriedly asked the old man: "Senior, what is going on here, the Demon Hall is sealed, and the one who seals it is the devil?"

"The Demon Palace, so to speak, but instead of sealing him, I was sealed and imprisoned here with him. ”

"Huh, seniors are imprisoned here?"

In fact, at the beginning, Fang Yan also thought so, especially when he saw the eighteen chains locking the old man, if he heard the old man say that he was imprisoned at that time, Fang Yan would not be so surprised, but now seeing the old man's relaxed appearance, coupled with his divine sense breath can poke out of the pool of water outside, he actually said that he was also imprisoned, Fang Yan heard a little incredible.

"Eh, he is me, I am also him, imprisoning him is imprisoning me, he can't go out, and I can't go out. Like a tongue twister, the old man spoke something he didn't understand in a dialect.

I don't know if it's because the dialect has the familiar aura of the old man, or the influence of the Wujizi Heavenly Star Sect, the old man looks at the dialect very kindly, or the old man hasn't communicated with others for a long time, and he talks about him in the dialect.

The origin of the Demon Sealing Palace, the old man is also very clear, tens of thousands of years ago, when he found this hall, this Demon Suppression Hall does not know how many years it has been placed here.

Just one face, the old man discovered the extraordinaryness of the Demon Suppression Palace, like many monks, the old man who has cultivated to a high level is inevitably tempted by high-level magic weapons, ordinary things can't enter his magic eyes, but this Demon Suppression Hall is different, it is an object that even the old man wants to be greedy.

After discovering the Demon Suppression Palace, the old man thought about taking this incomparable magic weapon as his own, and practiced for hundreds of years, and the old man who only controlled the eighteen rope chains suddenly found that there was a demon suppressed in the Demon Suppression Palace, and the demon who cultivated to be higher than him, under the suppression of tens of millions of years, this demon had no demon body, only a demon soul remained.

However, the old man's sacrificial training caused a gap in the prohibition of the Soul Suppression Palace, and this residual demon soul actually escaped from the deepest part of the Demon Suppression Palace.

The frightened old man immediately stopped practicing, but at this time it was too late, the old man coveted the magic weapon, but if he cultivated like him, how could he not know that the cultivation realm had the devil's favorite blood food, if this demon was allowed to escape, even if it was just a demon soul, it would not take long to grow into a monstrous demon.

The old man who controlled the small half of the Demon Hall used all his strength to finally imprison this demon soul again, and the price was that the demon soul invaded his body, which means that there are two divine souls in the old man's body today, one is his own, and there is a demon soul lurking in addition to it.

Now the old man in front of Fang Yan is both a monk and a demon, and the two divine souls take turns to control the body, but whenever the old man feels that it is about to be the other party's turn to control, he will sacrifice the rope chain out of the Liantong Demon Suppression Hall to suppress the demon.

The devil's cultivation is higher than that of the old man, and if he wants to suppress him, he must rely on the power of this soul palace, and fortunately, he has practiced these eighteen chains, so that he can connect to the power of the demon hall and imprison this demon in his body.

One man and one demon have been fighting here for tens of thousands of years.

And before, when the monk of the Ten Thousand Heavens Sect chose the demon head to control the body, he opened a few cracks in the demon sealing pool above, and the revealed Dao Dao black demon qi was the demon soul power of this demon head, and if the demon soul body did not come out, it was useless to devour blood food, and as long as the demon moved the killing mind, the forbidden power in the demon suppression hall would be strengthened, which was the reason why many monks only felt the breath of slaughter, but they were not killed.

The old man's divine soul power is not comparable to the demon, even if he wants to intimidate people into it, it is difficult to do it, if it is not for the demon devouring the yin soul power in the bronze tripod this time, a little distraction, and the old man will not find an opportunity to ingest the dialect here, at this time the demon has been hidden and refining those yin soul powers.

When the old man mentioned this, he seemed to find the meaning of Fang Yan's worry, and told Fang Yan not to worry, his tone was very relaxed, and he didn't worry much about the demon having something to add.

It turns out that under the suppression of tens of thousands of years of this sealed demon hall, the power of the demon soul has been much weaker, maybe in another ten thousand years, the old man's soul will be able to suppress it, and when the time comes, with the help of the power of the demon suppression hall, it will be refined, and it is unknown whether it will truly become the incarnation outside his body.

When Fang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but be afraid, if those monks of the Ten Thousand Heavenly Sect knew that they were going to make up their minds about this kind of thing, they didn't know what they would think in their hearts.

Fang Yan couldn't help but admire the old man in front of him, he was saving thousands of monks at his own expense, maybe there would be more powerful people in the cultivation world than the devil, but before that, I don't know how many monks would be killed.

solemnly bowed to the old man: "Senior, can the junior help in any way?"

The old man glanced at Fang Yan and said, "You? ”

Fang Yan naturally knew that his cultivation was low, but he really wanted to do something for this old man, so he stretched out his hand and offered a thunder sword: "Senior, see if this can help." ”

The evil thunder light has a great lethal effect on the demon head, which is also the reason why Fang Yan knew that his cultivation was not enough, and he also offered to help.

The old man glanced at the Thunder Sword and said: "You have a heart, the evil thunder light is a good demon nemesis, but your evil thunder light is too weak, don't say that the demon head, even the ordinary demon emperor will not be afraid of your evil thunder light, if you can condense it a hundred times, it may be of some use, but now it is not good, even if there are more, it is useless." ”

This dialect understands, a drop in the bucket is what it means, water can extinguish fire, but too little water, too much fire, but will enhance the fire, just to condense this evil thunder light a hundred times, the dialect is dumb, their own thunder tree in the thunder world to absorb the perfection, in which the evil thunder light is only less than doubled, it is necessary to condense a hundred times, then what kind of thunder light to absorb to do.

"Senior, how can this evil thunder light be condensed a hundred times. Fang Yan put away the thunder sword, but he didn't give up yet, and asked again.

"It's possible to absorb high-level Gang Thunder, but that's not what you can do right now. The old man understood the meaning of the dialect and said lightly.

Hearing that it was Ganglei, Fang Yan knew that this was not something he could touch now, Ganglei had only heard of it in legends, it was said that there was Ganglei above the Nine Heavens, even if Brother Xing and the old man's little thunder tribulation was not Ganglei, but there was just a bit of Ganglei breath, maybe there would be Ganglei in the real thunder tribulation that the old brother said.

"Okay, for so many years, you are still the first monk to enter here, it can be regarded as a kind of fate, I see that you have cultivated the Sanskrit Technique of Wujizi, but it is only a beginner, and there are still some forks in the road, if it is outside, I can also send you something to make your set of exercises go to the next level, but here, I have nothing on me." ”

Fang Yan only then knew that the reason why the old man mentioned Wujizi turned out to be the Sanskrit Technique of Forging the Body, and his set of exercises came from the iron-backed Dapeng Bird, but he didn't know where the Dapeng Bird got this set of methods.

"It's an honor for the younger generation to meet the seniors. Fang Yan arched his hand and said, this is not false at all, the old man's cultivation dialect is not clear, but I only heard him talk about Ganglei, the Demon Emperor, Fang Yan also knows that the old man's cultivation must be a realm that he can't look up to.

"It's not impossible, but I need you to go to a place, eh, your cultivation is still too low. The old man seemed to want to say something, and paused as if he had made up his mind: "Wait a minute, I'll send you out, you can take this token, if one day, you have the opportunity to enter the Xuanlan domain, do me a favor, send this token to a sect called Baiyuan Sect, when the time comes, you will get what I just said, if you don't have this opportunity, forget it." ”

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