Killing the white silk monk is equivalent to a clear attitude, Zhou Yue and Yan Fei have become grasshoppers on the same line this time, and only by joining forces can they face the pursuit of Anji Palace.

If they were in the Northern Yan Division, then Zhou Yue would immediately find a secret realm to hide, but this is the Dongliu Division, the most chaotic area among the four divisions, not to mention the sect of the Northern Yan Division, even the tentacles of the Western Seeking Department would not be able to reach here, even if the Anji Palace wanted to be unfavorable to the four of them, it was powerless.

Zhou Yue, who figured out the connection here, was suddenly relieved, the Dongliu Department was the Dongliu Department of Scattered Cultivation, and those great monks in the Scattered Cultivation would not let the sect of the Northern Yan Department interfere in the Eastern Stream.

The four of them scavenged the storage bag on the white silk monk's body, and then set off again and flew towards the Sword Wound Valley, this time it was very smooth, there was no resentful spirit blocking the way, and there was no sudden attack, and the four of them flew almost unhindered to a fang market called Luoyang Fang, and then decided to take a break.

"It looks like it's going to be a song and dance. Tonight frowned, and said with some confusion: "It seems that this place is not affected by the spirits? ”

Zhou Yue's heart moved, it stands to reason that there are resentful spirits not far away, and these monks should rush over excitedly to hunt and kill, but the monks in this fang market are all lazy, and they don't look like resentful spirits have appeared nearby at all.

The four of them had unconsciously walked to the center of Fang City, Zhou Yue pointed to a nearby shop and said, "Instead of guessing here, it's better to go and ask someone." ”

"Why are the four Taoist friends coming to our store?" a chubby monk came out, and as soon as he stood still, he showed a look of surprise, and coughed awkwardly: "This Taoist friend, don't come unharmed?"

Zhou Yue smiled slightly, took out a talisman from the storage bag, handed it over, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, you left in a hurry when you left in the past, did you forget something with me?"

This fat monk was the one who was going to buy and sell to Zhou Yue's talisman at the beginning, and at this time he was looking at Zhou Yue with a pale face, like a thief who had been caught stealing chickens and dogs.

The fat monk wiped the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, took out a talisman from the storage bag, and said in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist, I will accompany you with a talisman, and this matter will be revealed, how about it?"

Zhou Yue shook his head, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I don't need your talisman, I just want to ask a few questions." ”

When the fat monk saw the three of them gathered around tonight, his face suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!

"This Sunset Fang doesn't seem to be affected by the invasion of resentful spirits, but is there any way to say it?" Zhou Yue pointed to the ground under his feet and asked, "Could it be that there is no shortage of resentful spirit resources here?"

"Where!" the fat monk grimaced, and then said, "Resentful spirit materials have always been rare objects, but this place is far away from the ghost fog, and those monks on the street are watching. ”

Zhou Yue pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "But we met the army of resentful spirits on the road, and we were close to here. ”

The fat monk was stunned when he heard this, and then said in amazement: "Can't it, right? It's a few days away from that ghost fog forest! Those resentful spirits have already broken through the two squares of Qingxing and Zhifang?"

"Not really. Zhou Yue's mind was racing, he didn't expect that this Luoyang Fang would actually block the news of the attack of the resentful spirits, and he suddenly had a plan in his heart, so he pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's just a small group of resentful spirits, probably already strangled by those monks we met." ”

The fat monk glanced at Zhou Yue suspiciously, he keenly sniffed a trace of danger from it, and suppressed the doubts in his heart, and then asked, "Is there anything else that Daoist needs to ask?"

"Other than that......" Zhou Yue thought for a moment, and then asked, "What has changed in the Sword Wound Valley?"

"Sword Wound Valley......" The fat monk frowned slightly, as if he was in deep thought, and after a while, he said with relief: "Fellow Daoists, please rest assured, the Sword Wound Valley has not changed much, but I heard that the activities of the demons have intensified recently, but those sword cultivators can't wait for the demons to come to the door......"

"Okay, I see. Zhou Yue nodded and no longer embarrassed the fat monk in front of him, just gently put the talisman in his hand on the counter of the store, and beckoned the three of them to walk out of the store together tonight and fly towards the sky.

"Whew......" The fat monk breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself, "I escaped...... Next time, don't do this kind of business again, it's not worth it, it's not worth it......"

His expression kept changing, his face was red and blue, and finally he sighed and muttered: "If you want revenge, you should go to Luoyang Fang, it is still more reliable in Fang Market these years......"

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The four of them immediately left the Falling Sun Workshop, and had just taken off into the air, so they said suspiciously: "Don't you let that monk swear? The news of the resentful spirit blocked by the Falling Sun Workshop is not intended to be revealed, right? What if the fat monk tells the controller of the Fang City?"

"Don't worry, don't forget that the fat friar also knows about it. Zhou Yue glanced at the shrinking Luoyang Fang behind him, and then said: "If he reveals this matter, at worst, he will end up in a closely monitored end, even if he kills people, it is not a strange thing." ”

When Fang was wandering around the Fang City, the true qi of the four of Zhou Yue had fully recovered, and at this time, they could naturally speed up their flight, considering that Qingxingfang was still under the threat of the candle dragon, the four of them increased their flight speed to a higher level, so that they could reach the Sword Wound Valley within a few days.

"So, now there is a resentful spirit above the Yuan Infant Realm who wants to lift the seal and slaughter the human world?" Yan Fei's eyelids jumped, and he said in surprise: "There is also a candle dragon?"

Only then did Zhou Yue inform Yan Fei of the reason for going to the Sword Wound Valley, since he wanted to become a partner temporarily, he naturally couldn't let Yan Fei be kept in the dark, and while taking a risk for Yan Fei, he also needed to help Zhou Yue and the others.

"Exactly, we went to the Sword Wound Valley to ask for help. Zhou Yue glanced at Yan Fei, who was thoughtful, and said lightly: "Say it in advance, the senior we are looking for may be a descendant of a big demon, or simply a demon." ”

"Oh. Yan Fei responded, and then understood the meaning of Zhou Yue's words, he hurriedly shook his head, and said: "Although I am also a sword cultivator, unlike the group of rigid old guys in the Xixun Division, I usually don't do anything like removing demons and guarding the Dao. ”

Zhou Yue breathed a sigh of relief, he knew very well what kind of ability the person in front of him had to cause trouble, and under Yan Fei's delicate and beautiful face was a heart that had nothing to do, at this time, it was better to let him restrain himself in advance.

Maybe it was because they had encountered too many obstacles before, but the four of them had not encountered any incidents in the past few days, and they arrived at the periphery of the Sword Wound Valley safely, and the colorful sword qi that could already be seen rising to the sky on the horizon, it seemed that this sword cultivation holy place was worthy of its name.

"Strange?" At this moment, the bell suddenly let out a wisp of true qi and said, "For some reason, I feel that something is calling me in that direction. ”

Zhou Yue frowned, the direction that the bell true qi pointed to was the center of the Sword Wound Valley, impartial, and it was exactly in the middle of this rift valley from the map.

At the same time, tonight stopped his figure, looked at the center of the Sword Wound Valley in disbelief, and said to himself: "What a strange feeling, a bit like soaking in the earth fire......? Probably more comfortable than that......"

Zhou Yue gave the three of them a look tonight, they did not immediately enter the Sword Wound Valley, but temporarily fell into the nearby mountains and forests, until the figures of the four people were completely covered by the woods, Zhou Yue asked: "Fellow Daoist tonight, what do you say?"

"I can't tell, it's like hearing someone calling my name, right?" Tonight tried to describe the strange feeling she felt, and after a short pause, she continued, "Anyway, it made me feel the urge to go to the Sword Wound Valley to find out, probably not just curiosity...... If it weren't for the fact that I was trying to suppress my impulses now, I wouldn't be able to resist rushing out now. ”

Zhou Yue's eyes lit up, tonight's description reminded him of what happened to him, and he also had a sense of summoning, just as tonight said, as if someone in the distance was calling his name.

One of the times when Zhou Yue happened to find the Ying Dragon Scales when he had a sense of summoning, and another time was in Qingxingfang, when the candle dragon woke up, it seems that this sense of summoning should be related to the bloodline.

It's just that Zhou Yue can't figure it out is that the bloodlines of the bell and tonight can be said to be in opposite directions, but at this time, the two of them actually had this strange feeling at the same time.

Zhou Yue remembered the description of the Sword Wound Valley on the map, not only did a large number of sword cultivators gather here, but also many demons inhabited here, so Zhou Yue turned to Liuyu and asked, "Liuyu Daoist, do you feel it?"

"Nope. Liuyu shook his head very dryly, and said lightly: "If you want to talk about blood...... Your blood is much purer than mine, isn't it?"

"Yes. Zhou Yue nodded, at this time, Liuyu was at best just a human being who had a strong affinity for the aura of the water heaven and earth, if that sense of summoning was aimed at demons, it was basically useless to ask Liuyu.

"Yan Daoyou ......"

Zhou Yue looked at Yan Fei on the side, Yan Fei was already extremely excited at this time, and he looked eager to try, if it wasn't for Zhou Yue and the three of them, he would have rushed into the Sword Wound Valley.

Zhou Yue pondered for a moment, and then asked casually, "Do you have any special feelings?"

"I'm full of blood, and I really want to find someone to fight. Yan Fei's eyes were full of fighting spirit, he took out the heavy sword behind him, and said solemnly: "I can feel that my sword heart is eager to fight!"

Zhou Yue's face darkened, knowing that he had asked the wrong person, it was normal for sword cultivators to not be able to maintain calm before the Holy Land, Yan Fei couldn't say anything like this, if he wanted to test whether sword cultivators had a special feeling, he had to start with those monks who stayed here all year round!