White Bone Demon Lord Chu Tianqiu, who became famous two hundred years ago, is one of the masters of the Demon Dao, and the "White Bone Transformation True Skill" is one of the top exercises of the Demon Dao.

It's just that after that, this Chu Tianqiu suddenly disappeared, and lost his trace for a hundred years, and everyone in the world thought that this demon Dao master had fallen, but they didn't expect him to be in the depths of the Ten Thousand Blades Abyss, waiting for another person to meet him on the edge of the Sea of Ink.

Lin Wei had read many classics of the Demon Domain, and there were many of them in the Demon Hall, so he naturally knew about many Demon Domain masters, not to mention that this White Bone Demon Lord was one of the Demon Dao masters wanted by the Immortal Dynasty, so the origin of the other party immediately jumped into his mind.

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, there are still people who remember the old man, well, you are very good!" The White Bone Demon Lord laughed, with a hint of pride and a hint of self-deprecation.

"The white bone senior is a master of the demon path, and his achievements shook the sky back then, how can the younger generation not know?" The demon hall master was very respectful at the moment, this white bone demon lord was a demon god realm cultivator two hundred years ago, and now the other party's cultivation is definitely higher, so naturally he must be respectful.

"It's all in the past, don't mention it!" The White Bone Demon Lord waved his hand and said, "You two Demon Dao juniors came to this Mohai to ask to see Mr. Bikong?"

When the Demon Hall Master heard this, he hurriedly nodded: "Yes, please also ask the seniors to introduce you!"

The White Bone Demon Lord smiled bitterly and said, "Introduction? I don't know who to recommend, when I crossed the Sea of Ink by boat, I just wanted to worship under Mr. Bikong, who knew that Mr. didn't see me, and he beat me here with a wave of his hand, and I can only wait here, until Mr. is willing to see me, and the two of you may not be able to get your wish." ”

When the demon hall master heard this, he didn't say a word, but he bit his finger, and drew a blood snake in the void, but when he saw that the snake was like a living snake after it was transformed, he swished, spit out the letter, and then quickly swam away.

The White Bone Demon Monarch immediately changed his color suddenly, and he actually stood up and said, "This, this is Mr. Bikong's Divine Painting Master Method, do you actually understand it? Could it be that you are the disciple of the heir that Mr. once mentioned?"

The Demon Hall Master was very calm, and a little proud, although he didn't admit it, he didn't deny it.

Lin Wei in the back took a look, and knew that the Demon Hall Master was using the Divine Painter Dao technique of painting spirits with blood, and he would do this trick himself, but this kind of blood painting spirit was not very useful.

At this moment, the White Bone Demon Lord was obviously excited, and said again and again: "Yes, it must be, you must be the person Mr. said to wait, okay, okay, if I help you cross the sea of ink, you see Mr. Bikong, can you say a few good words for me." ”

All of a sudden, the White Bone Demon Lord's attitude towards the Demon Hall Master was also much better, after all, there was a request for others, and the Demon Hall Lord smiled slightly, and he also had a plan in his heart, this White Bone Demon Lord was a real master, if he could think of taking it for his own use, he would be able to become a hegemon in the Demon Domain in the future.

Moreover, the Demon Hall Master's intentions are huge, and he has a bigger plan, and in order to achieve this goal, he must recruit masters. Because of this, he would cultivate a promising Demon Sword Scholar in his opinion, and now, the White Bone Demon Lord was a ready-made Demon God Realm master, if he could pull it over, it would be a great thing.

Thinking of this, the Demon Hall Master laughed: "In this matter, the Demon Hall must help the seniors." ”

"Then thank you, I'll help you cross the sea!" The White Bone Demon Lord was obviously very urgent, he had been waiting here for nearly two hundred years, naturally he didn't want to waste any more time, so he immediately took out a palm-sized boat and threw it into the sea of ink, and then blew a breath, and the boat began to grow bigger, and after a while, it became a paper boat with a length of more than one zhang.

This is indeed a paper boat, it looks very unsturdy, and the White Bone Demon Lord said: "You don't know, you can't fly on this ink sea, any wooden boat will sink on it, and only with a paper boat can you cross it safely." ”

The Demon Hall Master secretly said that he was lucky, although he knew the existence of this ink sea, he didn't know that this ink sea was so dangerous, if he hadn't met this white bone demon lord, he might not have been able to cross this ink sea smoothly.

At that moment, he jumped up, boarded the paper boat, and glanced back at Lin Wei, just when Lin Wei thought that the other party would ask him to get on the boat together, the demon hall master said: "Li Wei, you just wait here, wait for me to come back." ”

"Yes, Hall Master!" Lin frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, this Demon Hall Master was obviously very suspicious, this time he was going to definitely do a very important thing, even if it was a Demon Sword Scholar who he regarded as his confidant, he couldn't believe it, and he was only willing to go alone.

However, before leaving, the demon hall master still gave a big jujube and said: "Li Wei, this time the hall is mainly looking for a big opportunity, you can wait here with peace of mind, you can rest assured, as long as you follow me and be loyal, the hall master will definitely give you enough benefits in the future, and he will not treat you badly." ”

After saying that, the Demon Hall Master hurriedly began to row away, and after a while, the shadow of the boat disappeared into the sea of ink in front of him.

The White Bone Demon Lord was polite to the Demon Hall Master, but he turned a blind eye to Lin Wei, in his eyes, a little demon cultivator in the realm of Divine Consciousness was like an ant, if it were you, would you care about an ant lying next to you?

Lin Wei would not provoke this White Bone Demon Lord if he had nothing to do, but he just waited here, Lin Wei was also a little reluctant, he naturally knew that the Demon Hall Master must have a lot of things that he hadn't said.

It's like what is hidden in the depths of this sea of ink, what will the other party do when they are anxious to row over?

There is no doubt that there must be great benefits here, and it must have something to do with the Tao of the Divine Painter.

Since it was related to the Dao of the Divine Painter, how could Lin Wei not be tempted, and he suddenly recalled just now that the Mr. Blue Sky in the mouth of the White Bone Demon Lord was the 'Yuan Bikong' written on his blue sky ghost map?

Thinking of this, Lin Wei walked behind a boulder in the distance, and then secretly took out the painting. Since Lin Wei's cultivation was promoted, this painting Lin Wei has rarely used. I saw that on this picture is a young man in cloth, wearing a feather crown on his head, standing with his hands in his hands, carrying a scroll of paintings and a sword behind his back, looking proud, and at his feet are prostrate kneeling with a few ugly-looking ghosts, and there are two lines of words on the painting, "There is a spiritual painter in the pen, and the devil and the ghost ink are self-contained", and the place where the money is written, there are three big characters of 'Yuan Bikong'.

"Could it be that this Yuan Bikong is the Mr. Bikong in their mouths?" Lin Wei muttered to himself, the secret path is very likely, but he can't see it at all, this person has such ability, he can make a master of the Demon God Realm wait for apprenticeship, and he has been waiting for almost two hundred years.

At this moment, Lin Wei suddenly discovered something, the background on the painting turned out to be very similar to this sea of ink. (To be continued.) )