Chapter 77 cocoon soul sixteen

A girl who was helpless fell into the devil’s lair with almost no chance of surviving.

Wan Chengqingyu’s natural demon body will only become the nourishment for her to be madly eaten by the demons.

Yan Chun was speechless for a long time. She was born with empathy, and it was easy to empathize with others. Although the problem of spreading kindness has been corrected over the years, she still needs to imagine the situation at that time according to Fu Tianlan’s description. It’s hard not to worry.

“So, the reason why the suzerain masters of the four major sects united urgently, but did not inform the whereabouts of the demon **** Wan Chengxiu Wancheng Qingyu, was because they couldn’t tell at all.”

They didn’t dare to tell Wan Chengxiu, who was mad now, that his sister had died.

It wasn’t that the four joint forces he obtained back then hid her, but when Wan Cheng became a war demon puppet, he had already jumped into the devil’s lair in desperation and was eaten by all demons.

Fu Tianlan pursed his lips and did not speak.

With even more sorrow on her face, she said to Yan Chun, “So, Shuiyun, this matter…is it what the various sects owe to their brothers and sisters. This account is unclear.”

In Yan Chun’s heart, he really did not want to worry about these **** things anymore.

This is the cycle of karma, and the way of heaven is natural.

This karmic fire cannot even escape the four kingdoms of the four kingdoms who should have perished in these years.

However, if there are corpses everywhere in the world, evil disasters will inevitably spread, and at that time, this karma will become an unstoppable cycle of reincarnation.

You died for him, he died for another him, and there will be no peace.

“Does mother know where the head master is now?” Yan Chun asked Fu Tianlan.

“I don’t know. The head of the sect said that he was closed in the sect, but in fact he came out more than 300 years ago.”

By this time there is nothing to hide.

Fu Tianlan said: “He is not looking for a chance for spiritual union, but a way to not break the Dao heart.”

“Sect Master Ye She, because of the life-soul mirror’s prophecy, participated in the alliance between the four sects and the demon cultivator, but after Wan Zhaixiu became a demon, the Dao Heart of Sect Master Ye She also began to be unstable.”

Fu Tianlan said: “He joined the elders in the sect and invited out the mirror of life and soul again, and went in to see it himself.”

“After that, the Dao Heart was almost shattered. I went out of the mountain to find a way to maintain the Dao Heart, and always communicated with the door through the communication jade.”

“To accept you as a disciple is to send a message back by correspondence.”

Fu Tianlan said: “It wasn’t until a few years ago that he completely lost all news. This time, the world of self-cultivation suffered revenge from the demons, and the door has been trying to contact him, but although his communication jade can still light up, the door is always on. Didn’t hear back from him.”

Things are more difficult than expected. Wan Chengxiu is so crazy now that he can’t tell him the truth at all.

“What do the people from the four sects say now? Is there any way to deal with it? You can’t just sit still like this.”

“North Songshan Tianyuan Sword Sect, this line has been completely cut off. The elders in their sect died, and the defectors defected. Only Huo Yuanfei’s son is left, you know, Huo Jue.”

“His Taoism is still shallow. Although he has inherited the Tianyuan sword, his spiritual palace is broken and he can’t take care of himself. He can’t support the sect. Even the low-level disciples have fled with the magic tools in the door in recent days.”

“The suzerain of the Tiandicheng Buddhist sect proposed last time that he would simply unite with the remaining sects and directly kill the Demon Realm.”

“But before I could do it, I was slaughtered by the devil in the infinite. The direct disciple of the Valley Master of the infinite defect defected.”

“Nowadays, in the cultivation world, only the Hengjue faction and the Buddhist sect of Tiandicheng can produce a few great masters. Many sects have also been slaughtered by the demon cultivators.”

“The Demon Race originally only had the Eight Demon Lords who were more powerful, and there was only one War Demon Spirit, who was the Demon God who cooperated with the cultivation world to force Wan Chengxiu to become a demon.”

“Among the Eight Demon Sovereigns, there are not many powerful ones. The great demons under the Demon Sovereign were originally brought out individually, not as good as the cultivators in the mortal realm.”

Fu Tianlan said: “I don’t know when, Wan Chengxiu killed the war demon and became a new demon god, and the great demons under him, as well as the high-level demons, are innumerable, and it is impossible to guard against them. Enchanted… under the control of Wan Chengxiu.”

Fu Tianlan didn’t say anything further.

The Hengjue faction is headless, and the acting head Jingyang Yu is in turmoil. The Buddhist sect of Tiandicheng pays attention to entering the world to save all beings, and is not good at fighting.

Although Buddhist techniques engraved the demons, most of the Buddhist disciples are not high-level, and a Buddhist sect master can still fight, but he may not have been restless every night for so many years. Hastily summoned the world’s sects to enter the city of heaven and earth?

The name is United, in fact, I am afraid that Wan Chengxiu’s death knell will knock on the heads of their Heaven and Earth City in order, and they will not be able to resist it.

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in the ant’s nest.

The world of self-cultivation is now like a crumbling dam, and these ants were pressed under the dam with their own hands more than 500 years ago.

Although he didn’t want to admit it, the cultivation world no longer had the strength to join forces to kill the Demon Realm, so he could only temporarily hide the news that Wan Cheng Qingyu had died.

“Wan Chengxiu was also injured. Before Huo Yuanfei died, he sent spirit birds to the various sects. He used his life sword and self-destructed spirit palace to break Wan Chengxiu’s magic shield.”

Fu Tianlan said: “Although Wan Chengxiu’s magic shield is broken, according to the lurking disciples in the demon realm, the magic pet human head spider he raised on the Daoxin magic shield has not gone out of control and is still being controlled for him. With high-level demons.”

In other words, Wan Chengxiu’s injury is unknown, perhaps not serious at all.

This is the worst possible outcome.

Yan Chun was a little suffocated, but in addition to the suffocation, there was a kind of complete inability to stop the torrent, so he had to let it go.

The back of her sitting upright spine softened, she squeezed Fu Tianlan’s hand, smiled at her, and said, “Since this is the case, mother don’t have to look sad.”

“How is my senior brother now? I’ll go see him.”

Fu Tianlan rubbed his face, sorted out his thoughts, and said, “In the cleansing pond, there are cracks in the spiritual palace, and some demonic energy is swirling in it, and it can’t be washed out.”

This is a more moderate statement, and the more straightforward one is that Jing Yangyu’s heart is unstable and the spiritual palace will be broken, and he will become a demon.

This is what Yan Chun didn’t want to hear.

She got up and said, “I’ll go see him.”

Yan Chun was outside the Yiguang Courtyard, and in a flash, he was already outside the forbidden area.

Yan Chun has been in the forbidden area for too many years, and the formation of the forbidden area has acquiesced that she can come and go freely.

However, before Yanchun could reach the edge of the Diling Pool, Jing Yangyu’s voice came through the mist that had been lingering for years.

“Don’t come here.” Jing Yangyu’s voice was a little sad, and he had no face to see Yanchun.

He used to be a role model for Yan Chun, she admired and admired the person she looked up to, but now he… This is too unbearable for Jing Yangyu.

Yan Chun really didn’t move forward. For the cultivation of the two people, these spiritual mists are almost equivalent to none.

But now these spiritual mists can make Jing Yangyu less embarrassed.

Yan Chun simply found a quick stone and leaned on it.

Turning his back to Jing Yangyu, he said, “Senior brother, you know that the cultivation world is powerless to fight against the demons. You care so much about the world, you must know it.”

Jing Yangyu didn’t say a word, but Yan Chun said, “Senior brother, if the immortal mountain is about to collapse and the Taoist law is destroyed, what are the things in this world that you can’t understand?”

Yanchun thought that Jing Yangyu was still trapped in love.

But Jing Yangyu is not just for love.

He was silent for a long time, and said, “Wan Tengxiu said that I was born with a demon body, and above the Dao Mind Shield, it is a wind ghost flower that can only grow in the demon realm and eat human souls.”

This kind of thing, he is willing to talk to Yan Chun.

Like a confused lamb, Jing Yangyu asked Yanchun: “At that time, there were so many choices for the master to accept apprentices, why did he accept me as the first apprentice? The wind ghost flower on my spiritual shield was also my and other spiritual pets back then. If it doesn’t fit, Master found it for me.”

Although Jing Yangyu was originally from a clan, he really wasn’t the best choice for the Hengjue faction.

And to find Feng Guihua from Demon Domain as a spiritual pet for his apprentice, what does Ye She, the head of Hengjue Sect, want to do?

Jing Yangyu could even feel that the spiritual energy and the demonic energy were colliding in his spiritual palace. Compared with the spiritual energy, he had tried countless times, and it was easier for him to control the demonic energy.

He is indeed a natural demon.

Jing Yangyu has already deeply questioned his own way and everything about himself. This questioning, like a demon in his heart, is fueling the inexorable demonic temperature in the spirit palace.

“What does that matter? Senior brother, you are photographed.”

Yan Chun said: “What about the natural demon body, you didn’t cultivate demons, and you didn’t kill people.”

“What’s wrong with Feng Guihua? Senior Brother, have you forgotten? You used Feng Guihua to draw a set of disciple clothes for me, and it is full of guardian runes.”

“Your wind ghost flower does not eat people’s souls, but is used for protection.”

“You fit the path of the founder of the Hengjue School, no matter why the master accepted you as a disciple, the glory of the head disciple, the treatment of the head disciple, and the sect is handed over to you with confidence, these are not fake. ”

Yanchun leaned on the stone and said, “Senior brother, I have read a lot of books over the years. I actually have the ability to remember them. I never told you.”

“The more books I read, the more the right and wrong are divided, the more I realize that if the immortals and demons trace their origins, they may be from the same ancestry.”

“If immortals and demons belong to the same clan, what is the difference between cultivating immortals and cultivating demons?”

“The demon cultivator will indulge his own desires, and in the end, he will die in the spirit-exploding realm. Isn’t that the case with cultivators?”

“Eldest brother,” Yan Chun said, “you have always been the existence of the entire sect’s disciples, and you have never changed.”

Jing Yang Yu was soaking in the Diling Pool, and now he and Yan Chun seemed to have exchanged positions.

And he is not as painful as Yanchun’s spiritual mansion was broken, but he has already understood the confusion and confusion of Yanchun at the time.

Even the unbearable loneliness and despair.

And what did he do then?

Forcing everything on her, because of her guilt towards Mo Qiulu, she indulged her soft-heartedness towards her.

As long as Jing Yangyu thought about it, he felt that it was destined that Yanchun abandoned him and chose Yin Yuchen.

Now he only wanted to think of how Yan Chun would kneel down to beg the Demon God for Yin Yuchen in the palace of the neighboring country to the west, and how they would kiss in the hall. He felt that the kind of pain he had brought to Yanchun had returned to him exponentially.

Yan Chun didn’t hear Jing Yangyu speak, leaned on the stone and didn’t leave.

She couldn’t think of anything else to persuade Jing Yangyu, that Daoxin was something that belonged to her, and Yanchun couldn’t interfere.

Emotional things… Yanchun couldn’t give anything.

“Junior sister,” Jing Yangyu asked Yanchun: “If…”

He stopped halfway through the question.