Long Wenmu's house is now very lively.

Long Wenmu sat on the bed by himself, and Qian Lingxue and Yun Jia didn't sit on a stool, so they sat next to him on both sides.

Yeqi didn't know when he came, so he brought tea and water in the house, and refused to leave anything.

Among all of them, the most innocent is Long Wenmu. There is a murderous aura on the left and right, and he is like a fat sheep being targeted by two fierce tigers.

"That's the guy you just said in the room over there. Qian Lingxue looked out the window in a certain direction.

In the time just now, Long Wenmu and the others had already told her what had happened. The direction Qian Lingxue looked at was where the eldest grandson was located.

Long Wenmu bowed his head.

"I haven't heard of this man's origin, but this man's aura is gloomy, and I must guard against it. Qian Lingxue advised.

"I know. "Long Wen Mu said. If it weren't for the power of the bloodline, Long Wenmu would really not be able to rest assured of him. But now the eldest grandson can be said to be with him, so before that guy completely gets rid of the demonization trouble, Long Wenmu has nothing to worry about.

Everyone talked about some recent trivial matters, no matter how-for-tat between the two women was, but the rare atmosphere remained in a stable state.

In the small talk, Long Wenmu heard Qian Lingxue say that Qing'er seemed to have been promoted recently.

That arrogant girl has finally become a big demon master now.

Long Wenmu was also happy for Qing'er after hearing this, normally speaking, Qing'er should be some time away from promotion, and her background should be some distance from promotion.

Anyway, I can guess that Qian Lingxue must have given that piece of dark stone to Qing'er, otherwise Qing'er would not have been promoted so quickly.

Qing'er was promoted, and she has been steadily cultivating recently, so she didn't follow. However, Long Wenmu could think that the next time she saw her, she would definitely have to show off her might in front of her.

Qian Lingxue stayed here with Long Wenmu until the night was getting darker before leaving, and when she left, she still told her a thousand times, and Long Wenmu agreed to them all one by one.

After Qian Lingxue left, Yun Jia also went back to the house by himself, and shook Long Wenmu a lot of eyes before returning to the house.

When they left, Tianhu and Xu Zhong sneakily came to talk to Long Wenmu in the middle of the night, and specially came to warn him that there was nothing strange about the man's three wives and four concubines, but don't be insatiable, and finally was kicked out of the house by Long Wen Musheng.

The chaos of the day calms down in the night.

Long Wenmu had no intention of sleeping, and spent the night meditating cross-legged.

Early the next morning, he came out of the house.

The three Heavenly Demon Masters outside the barrier were still there, but there were a lot fewer Earth Demon Masters.

It is true that Qingyun Castle is as strong as a cloud, but it is impossible to really spend too much manpower in this place.

Although there were strong people left outside, the people in Lingyun Castle had returned to normal.

The people outside were targeting the eldest grandson Hou and didn't pay much attention to the others. Others, even if they enter and exit the barrier normally, those people won't care.

Another two days passed, and the eldest grandson finally came out of the house. At this moment, he has returned to normal.

Seeing that Long Wenmu was still practicing the Returning One Technique and the other two Techniques, he walked to the side with a smile.

"Have you recovered?" Long Wenmu took the move and looked at him.

The eldest grandson Hou's body injury is not serious, normal people suffer from that kind of serious injury, and they don't have more than ten days of cultivation, I'm afraid they won't even be able to get out of bed. He was back to normal in just three days.

"What's so strange?" said the eldest grandson coldly, looking up, and the three people in the distant air glanced at each other across the barrier, "There is also a difference between demon masters, don't you yourself have amazing recovery power?"

Because Long Wenmu almost became a demon puppet at the beginning, his physical fitness was a little different from ordinary people from that time. Whether it's physical ability or resilience.

In terms of physical ability, he is no worse than the peak demon master, and in terms of recovery, he can be compared to demon beasts.

"Are you saying that people who have been eroded by demonic qi have amazing resilience?" Long Wenmu thought thoughtfully.

"People who have been corrupted by demonic energy, of course, cannot be measured in the way of ordinary people. The eldest grandson sat down at the table.

After recovering from his injuries in three days, Long Wenmu felt that his recovery power was too terrifying.

"Now that you are being hunted down by them, what are your plans?" asked Long Wenmu.

The eldest grandson Hou didn't know where to get a tea set, and sat on the edge of the stone table and slowly boiled water to cook tea, which was not very leisurely and elegant.

"Hmph, a bunch of reckless people. If I want to leave, they will be able to stop me with these chickens and dogs?" This guy didn't know who was seriously injured and fled last time, but now he is still pretending to be arrogant.

Anyway, looking at his posture, he didn't plan to leave for a while.

Long Wenmu pursed his lips and stepped forward.

"Do you still do the two things you promised me?"

The eldest grandson Hou was boiling water, his movements were slightly sluggish, and he rolled his eyes: "Although my evil scholar is like a murderer, his words are still counting. ”

"Okay, fast talk, then I'll be the first to ask, you teach me the art of demonization. Long Wenmu said seriously.

The eldest grandson Hou fiddled with the tea leaves and was stunned for a moment.

"You want to learn demonization?"

Long Wenmu nodded violently. Seeing the kind of combat power after the demonization of the eldest grandson, it was impossible for him not to be moved.

Maybe others don't have this special condition, but he does. His situation is similar to that of the eldest grandson, and since the eldest grandson can use it, it means that he also has this possibility.

Long Wenmu estimated that if he could use demonization, not to mention anything else, he would never lose to anyone in the territory of the Great Demon Master.

The eldest grandson poured the boiling water into the teapot and poured out a cup and took a sip.

"I can't teach you. Eldest Sun Hou's answer was unexpected.

"Why?" Long Wenmu frowned.

"I don't know it myself, how can I teach you. The eldest grandson said calmly.

"But you ...... before"

"Do you think I was demonized before?"

"Isn't it?"

"Oh, joke. Eldest Sun Hou put down the teacup, "The art of demonization is such a simple thing, maybe no one in this world really knows this kind of thing." ”

It seemed that seeing that Long Wenmu was puzzled, the eldest grandson shook his head slowly: "Do you know what the demonization technique is?"

How could Long Wenmu know that the little bit he knew was still from the eldest grandson.

The eldest grandson Hou slowly raised his head and sighed leisurely and said: "According to ancient records, in the era when the ancient heavenly demons were raging, demon beasts were rampant, and the ancestors of the human race competed with them. It's just that manpower is difficult to resist demon beasts, so some people completely liberate the demon power and turn it into a half-human and half-demon thing to resist the demon beast, which is the prototype of demonization. ”

Long Wenmu listened carefully, like what the eldest grandson Hou said, it was difficult for him to learn from other places now.

"The ancestors of the human race sacrificed their lives for righteousness, in order to obtain a land for the survival of the human race. It is to use this extreme way to fight against the demon beast, but it is impossible for the person who uses this method to recover his human body, and he will only fight until he dies after exhaustion. This method was used in ancient times, but has since faded away. Today, all that remains is a few words......"

This kind of thing can be imagined by Long Wenmu, and if any extreme way is difficult to implement, it will naturally be slowly eliminated.

This method has not been handed down and is obviously difficult to achieve.

"In the Black Dragon Palace, the hall master of the Holy Spirit Continent Branch Hall has some ancient records in his hands. He wanted to perfect this technique, so he captured strong people from all over the mainland for experiments. Even I learned about the art of demonization from them. The Black Dragon Hall has been studying for an unknown number of years now, and it still hasn't been able to perfect this technique, how can I teach you?"

"And what was your appearance in the battle?"

Eldest Sun Hou mostly remembered the previous battle, and couldn't help but pout: "Do you think I'm demonized? I'm a half-demon body, but I just forcibly liberated my demon power and turned into that kind of half-demon appearance." But I can only maintain that kind of situation for a while, and if it weren't for you, maybe I would have become a demon puppet. ”

Long Wenmu frowned and thought: "Then look at me, I already have the power of bloodline, maybe you can't learn something, but I have a way." Whether you know or not, tell me what you know, maybe I will. ”

The power of the bloodline is his innate condition, and with this layer of protection, maybe he can do something that even the eldest grandson can't do.

The eldest grandson Hou drank two cups of tea, his fingers tapped on the stone table, knocking every half breath, and when he knocked thirty times, he put down the teacup and stood up: "Well, if it is you, there may be this possibility, you can come with me." ”

The man had disappeared in a flash, and his breath could be heard from far behind the mountain.

Long Wenmu ran in search of his breath and saw him again on an open flat ground behind the mountain.

Eldest Sun Hou stretched out his hand and shot out a strong qi, turning into a layer of prohibition to envelop him and Long Wenmu. With this layer of prohibition, there is no need to worry about the few Heavenly Demon Masters outside relying on their divine thoughts to probe here.

Long Wenmu came to the clearing and stood still.

"The first thing to do in the art of demonization is to completely release the demonic power. ”

"What to do?" asked Long Wenmu.

Before he could react, the eldest grandson Hou had already pointed at his forehead.

Long Wenmu only felt that the power of the eldest grandson Hou suddenly poured into his body, and even the demon marks in the dantian trembled violently. I don't know if it was pulled by the power of the eldest grandson, and the demonic energy in the demon scar actually began to boil uncontrollably.

As if sensing Long Wenmu's resistance, the eldest grandson Hou shouted: "Boy, don't resist, empty your mind." ”

The voice fell, and the hand changed again with a finger, and then another finger.

With his finger, Long Wenmu's eyes immediately turned red.

The demonic power in the demon mark was completely detonated, and the majestic demonic power gushed out without restraint.

A beast roar came out of his mouth, and his consciousness was constantly blurred under the impact of the out-of-control demonic power.

"Keep your mind on your mind and find a way to stay awake. The voice of the eldest grandson did not come to his ears, but sounded in his head.

Long Wenmu forcibly guarded his mind, but under that impact, where could he hold it. The only trace of sobriety is like a lonely boat in the sea, which will be overturned by the waves at any time.

This is true in consciousness, and in the flesh, traces of demonization have emerged.

All over the body, the characteristics of demonization gradually emerged, which was quite hideous.

The eldest grandson Hou had already stepped aside and watched quietly with his hands behind his back. Whether it is success or failure, it is not up to him to control, whether this kid can keep his mind or not depends on his own will. However, the eldest grandson Hou felt that it was unlikely, it was true that he had the power of the bloodline, but he lacked something crucial.

Sure enough, this insistence ended after a few breaths. Long Wenmu's eyes had turned blood-red, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

looked at the eldest grandson, and then pounced frantically.

The eldest grandson shook his head, stepped forward lightly, and reached out to his forehead. Long Wenmu, who was in a rage, didn't know how to dodge, was hit on the forehead, rolled his eyes, and collapsed softly.