She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 159 Feeling uneasy
Xie Lian buried the last seed in the soil, covered it with soil, and watered it carefully, and the work was done.

As long as we wait for the seeds to germinate, we should be able to tell what variety they are.

As for who sent the seeds, Xie Lian had two guesses.

Delivering the gift but then putting it down and leaving, it is obvious that the person does not want to reveal his or her identity and does not want others to see him or her.

There are only two people who would do such a thing.

One was that Qin Shikuang, the junior who had been driven away by me twice, might be thinking of coming to apologize again, but was afraid that I would get angry when I saw him, so I just put down my things and left.

The second is the little girl who always hides in the dark and peeks at me. She is shy and ran away without daring to see me after I gave her the gift.

The former is unlikely, because even if that guy really wants to apologize, the gift he gives is unlikely to be just a few weird seeds.

Then there is only one candidate left, and it must be that little girl.

“I wonder what kind of flowers will grow?”

Xie Lian smiled.

No matter what, being liked by others is a very pleasant thing.

Putting this aside for the moment, Xie Lian spread out his study supplies under the old peach tree and prepared to write a calligraphy piece.

The copybook was intended for a guest named Huan, a calligraphy and painting enthusiast who visited her from time to time and had great respect for her.

This person specially brought some snacks and fruits last time. He and Anu even liked the little red bird, which was always so arrogant and only drank morning dew.

It was obvious that those cakes and fruits were of considerable value. Since Xie Lian was returning the favor, he naturally had to give him something in return.

This person admires Xie Lian's calligraphy and paintings very much, but he feels he can't afford them, so he can only come to visit from time to time to satisfy his gaze. It's really a bit pitiful.

So Xie Lian thought about giving him a painting, but the question was what to give him.

Xie Lian recalled and thought, “Looking at the man’s clothing and temperament, he looks quite wealthy. In the secular world, he should be a wealthy businessman.

It would be better to give him these two sentences.”

Xie Lian made up his mind, and then wrote down eight big characters on the rice paper in front of him: "Attract wealth and treasure, and bring in good fortune."

"It's a bit vulgar, but it's perfect for a secular businessman. Hanging it in the hall will give you face and honor."

Xie Lian admired it himself and felt slightly satisfied.

Now I just have to wait for the guest named Huan to come and send him off next time.

Xie Lian was so absorbed in admiring her own calligraphy that she didn’t notice that, on the branch of the old peach tree above her head, a small red bird with colorful feathers was staring intently at the spot where she had just buried the seeds.

The meaning revealed in his eyes was very strange.

Indifference, displeasure, and vigilance. There also seems to be a hint of jealousy from an ordinary woman.

Chixiao Holy Land.

The Holy Lord Chixiao sat cross-legged in the quiet room, holding an ancient fairy jade in each hand, his eyes focused on a calligraphy hanging on the wall in front of him.

Various Daoist rhymes and principles flow through the copybook all the time, resonating slightly with the Daoist rhymes emanating from the body of Saint Chixiao.

The luster of the ancient fairy jade in the latter's hand continued to dim.

No one knew how long it had passed, but the two pieces of ancient jade in the hands of Saint Chixiao were completely turned into dust.

He then let out a long breath and came out of the state of resonance of the Dao rhyme.

He looked a little tired, but his eyes were very bright.

"It is indeed a calligraphy written by Senior Xie himself. The great principles contained in it are profound and obscure. I can only comprehend a little bit of it..."

“But even this little bit of knowledge can help me enter this semi-enlightened state from time to time, and the speed of absorbing immortal spirit energy is more than ten times stronger than before.

It is estimated that the time required to completely transform into a semi-human immortal body and reach the peak of the Tribulation Realm will be shortened by an unknown amount..."

"even.."

There was a hint of excitement and joy in the eyes of the Red Sky Saint, and he said to himself: "I feel that as my understanding of this calligraphy deepens, even my foundation in Taoism is gradually becoming more solid."

Can you still consolidate your foundation after crossing the tribulation realm?

If it hadn't really happened to him, he wouldn't have believed it even if he killed the Holy Lord Chixiao.

This method of seizing the opportunity of heaven and earth is simply unbelievable.

Now, Saint Lord Chixiao is extremely grateful that he was driven by morality and responsibility and took the initiative to stand up with Saint Lord Fanyin to fight against the demon of the True Demon Sect.

If not for this, he would not have had the honor of receiving this calligraphy reward from Senior Xie, and would not have obtained this supreme fortune and opportunity.

"So, everything in the world, from drinking to carving, is predetermined; the orchid's cause and effect must have a reason. This is a very good saying."

The Holy Lord Chixiao sighed, then looked at the calligraphy in front of him with both reluctance and determination.

"If this treasure is left in my hands alone, it would be a waste of resources. It would be best to send it to the upper sect to strengthen it.

Anyway, it won’t be long before I pass the tribulation and ascend to heaven. Sooner or later, I will have the opportunity to witness and comprehend it again.”

The Holy Lord Chixiao had already made the decision. He put away the calligraphy on the wall, then took out a small scarlet jade sword from his arms and activated it.

Not long after, a majestic divine thought descended from the upper realm into the quiet room.

The Red Sky Saint Lord hurriedly bowed and said, "The lower sect disciple Xu Chifeng pays homage to the Immortal."

A majestic and deep voice sounded: "What's the matter?"

The Holy Lord Scarlet Sky hurriedly recounted all the stories about Xie Lian, and emphasized the fact that Xie Lian possessed two Mysterious Heavenly Treasures, his words expressing his immense admiration and respect.

After speaking endlessly, the Holy Lord Chixiao waited expectantly for the Immortal's response.

I'm sure the Immortal must have been deeply shocked by Senior Xie's great background and is still trying to digest it.

The Red Sky Saint thought to himself, but heard that voice calmly: "Send the calligraphy up to me."

"Yes."

The Holy Lord Chixiao hurriedly took out the copy of calligraphy he had collected, opened a hole in the void, and then sent the copy of calligraphy in.

After all this was done, the voice said calmly: "Chi Feng, I know that you are honest and upright. But for people like me who practice Taoism, being too upright is not necessarily a good thing. It is better to be more careful and wise..."

The Holy Lord Chixiao was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to mean.

The voice seemed not to want to talk to him anymore. It just sighed and said, "You figure it out on your own."

After saying this, he disappeared, leaving only the confused Scarlet Sky Saint Lord standing blankly in the quiet room.

At the same time, in the Chixiao Sect of the Immortal Realm.

An old man with red eyebrows that slanted into his temples like swords, looking quite majestic and conceited, stood in the room.

He looked at the ordinary calligraphy in his hand that had just been sent from the lower world. It did not even have the slightest ancient breath and Tao rhyme. He shook his head slightly and sneered: "Xuantian Immortal Treasures, or two, haha. It is really ignorant and fearless. He can say all kinds of big words. I am afraid he has no idea what the significance of a Xuantian Immortal Treasure represents in the upper world.

It would be fine if he said something else, but the Ancient Yiyin Harp is clearly in the hands of the Immortal Lord Leiyin. This is something everyone in the fairy world knows.

It's really laughable to tell such a lie that is easily exposed.

This Chi Feng is the same, tens of thousands of years have passed and he still hasn't made any progress, although he has a good character, he always does stupid things huh..."

As the old man spoke, he was about to open the copybook in his hand and take a casual look at it.

But just as he was about to open it, his expression suddenly changed, and he took out a jade message slip from his arms and quickly glanced at it.

Then his expression suddenly became solemn, and he no longer cared about looking at the mortal calligraphy. He directly threw it into the storage bracelet and hurried out of the room. .——
Zhongzhou, outside a sect.

Two figures stood in the void, looking down coldly at the sect below.

Suddenly, the red-haired young man smiled evilly, and turned into a black shadow filled with demonic energy and pounced downwards.

For a moment, a huge shadow seemed to suddenly appear on the top of the sect, covering the sky and causing many people to look up in surprise.

But before they could react, they saw a huge black wind sweeping over.

It raged like a tornado, and wherever it passed, these ordinary mortal monks didn't even have the chance to scream or call for help. Their essence and blood were plundered away, and they turned into mummies lying on the ground.

The sudden change attracted the attention of the top figures in the sect, and soon a voice of shock and anger was heard.

"Who invades our Tianlan Sect?"

A figure suddenly appeared in the air. It was a middle-aged man with an angry face, and he exuded a trace of the aura that only those in the Tribulation Realm possessed.

The red-haired young man grinned at him, revealing his sharp white teeth, and with a wave of his hand a gust of magic wind swept towards him.

The latter's face suddenly changed, and he immediately went back into the sect without saying a word.

The red-haired young man, however, didn't care about his escape at all. Instead, he began to harvest slowly and methodically, as if he was deliberately giving the other party time to react or call for help.

Not long after, the Tribulation Realm cultivator who had escaped before reappeared on the scene, staring at the red-haired young man with flaming eyes, gritting his teeth and saying, "You bold evil demon, how dare you invade our Tianlan Sect? Today, I will make sure you never return!"

After saying that, he raised his head and shouted, "I respectfully ask the Immortal to help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly changed, a huge crack appeared in the void, purple lightning burst out, and a strong and terrifying might gradually descended.

The immortal has descended to earth!

Monk Dongxu looked in the direction of the crack in the void with excitement and fanaticism on his face.

Their Tianlan Sect is not some random second- or third-rate small sect, but a large sect with a heritage of more than ten thousand years, and its ancestors had already ascended to the upper realms.

There is someone above!

These two evil demons were so bold as to challenge the Tianlan Sect. They were undoubtedly courting death!
A figure gradually emerged from the crack in the void, and a majestic voice rolled down from the sky.

"Who dares to act so recklessly in Tianlan Sect?"

Facing this terrifying power of the immortal, the red-haired young man was not at all concerned. Instead, he turned around with a smile and called out to Lin Pingan, who had been standing aside and watching coldly, "Hey, the fish has taken the bait, why don't you hurry up and do it?"

Lin Ping'an had a blank expression on his face, but there was a hint of evil and hostility in his eyes.

With a wave of his sleeves, black water as thick as paste surged up behind him and swept straight towards the immortal.

"Wow—"

Xie Lian poured a bucket of water onto the ground that had just been loosened.

A'nu stood beside Xie Lian holding a small wooden bucket. Xie Lian poured water into the bucket one bucket at a time and finally took care of everything.

Since planting the seeds, she has taken good care of them every day, hoping that they will sprout and bloom soon.

After a moment of happy fantasies, Xie Lian was about to call it a day.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong.

He bent down and dug up several places where the seeds were buried to take a look.

"ah!"

Xie Lian shouted out loud, his face full of astonishment.

"Who dug one out for me to eat?!"

Of the four seeds planted, only three were left.

Xie Lian’s first reaction was to look at Anu.

Anu quickly shook her head, shaking her long braids and trying to explain: "Anu didn't."

That would not be Anu. Anu would not lie to himself.

Looking at the little fox lying in the corner and taking a nap, it doesn't seem like that either.

This guy is only interested in roast chicken. The seeds have hard shells and the kernels are not tasty, so it definitely wasn't him who did it.

Then
There was only one suspect left.

Xie Lian turned around and raised his head to glare at the proud little red bird that had landed on the old peach tree.

The little red bird ignored her and just looked at her with its nose. Its proud posture was just like that of a phoenix.

The more this happened, the more suspicious Xie Lian became. He gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t let me catch you.”

The little red bird turned around, leaving Xie Lian with a beautiful back of its head.

Xie Lian was extremely angry.

There are just a few seeds buried in the soil, to put it simply.

To put it bluntly, this might be the proof of Xie's future love.

She had already felt sad and regretful when she cracked off a melon seed before, and now there was one less. What if the remaining ones couldn’t sprout?
Senior Xie’s love is about to be strangled in the ground before it even sprouts!

Xie Lian could only look at Anu with a serious face and solemnly instructed: "Anu, help me keep a close eye on this stinky bird and don't let it steal my seeds again.

Work hard, and if you do a good job, I will give you two more spirit stones every day."

Anu nodded vigorously and replied in a baby voice: "Anu knows, Anu will definitely keep a close eye on it."

"You're so good. I finally loved you."

Xie Lian touched Anu’s little head with a smile, then glared at the little red bird on the tree, then went into the house depressedly with his hoe and watering can.

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A'nu watched Xie Lian's back disappear into the courtyard, then turned around, looked at the little red bird on the tree, and whispered, "Sister Hong, shall we continue digging?"

A cool, crisp sound fell from the tree, icy cold.

"Paddle! Why not? As long as I'm here, that little bitch won't have a chance to be next to her again."

"Oh."

Anu said "oh" and nodded, not quite understanding.

"call--"

The red-haired young man wolfed down large amounts of immortal blood and his own aura rose steadily like a rocket.

While eating, he turned to Lin Ping'an and said, "Next time we'll catch a bigger one. This earth fairy is still not tasty enough."

Lin Ping'an had a blank expression on his face as he also silently devoured the energy to restore his cultivation.

In the void nearby, the Tianlan Sect's ancestor Dujie was as pale as earth, his whole body shaking like a sieve. Looking at the two evil demons feasting on their own immortal ancestor, he felt that his worldview was about to collapse.

That was a genuine immortal... immortal, and he was just torn apart and eaten like a roast chicken?!

Patriarch Tianlan was horrified and felt that the whole world had darkened, and his spiritual heart was on the brink of collapse.

"You guys"

Ancestor Tianlan's teeth were chattering, and he was about to say something, but suddenly the red-haired young man turned his head.

“I almost forgot there’s a dessert!”

The red-haired young man smiled grimly and attacked suddenly.

His arms suddenly stretched out, and countless dense and tiny scales grew on the surface of his skin, like devil's claws.

Tianlan Patriarch's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he was about to scream: "You are a demon!"

Before he could finish his words, he was grabbed to death by the red-haired young man, who squeezed him into a ball of bloody mud and swallowed him whole.

“Not bad, not bad…”

The red-haired young man, who had eaten and drunk his fill, patted his stomach with satisfaction and said with a grin, "I have almost recovered my Earthly Immortal strength. As long as a few more come, I will be close to the peak."

Lin Ping'an's expression was not as relaxed as his.

For some reason, the otherworldly, superior sword-wielding figure he saw in the courtyard would appear in his mind from time to time.

I always feel that there is a pair of cold eyes watching me from behind.

What does she want to do?
She let Shangji and me out, but now she doesn't give any instructions. What does she mean?
Lin Pingan was so worried that even his appetite decreased.
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Zhongzhou, inside a certain hall. The huge hall was filled with shadows, all of them were people wearing wide robes and big sleeves, describing people of high antiquity.

Everyone exudes an aura that can only be possessed by those at the level of emptiness or even the level of tribulation.

There were no less than thirty people standing in this hall, all of them were cultivators in the Void Tribulation Realm, almost including all the powerful figures at the top of the pyramid of the Zhongzhou cultivation world. If any cultivator saw them, he would surely be greatly surprised.

However, the expressions on the faces of these monks were not good at this time, and no one spoke. The whole hall fell into a depressing and gloomy atmosphere.

Finally, a white-haired Taoist priest at the head of the hall, whose cultivation level was close to the highest level in the human world, slowly spoke: "No need to wait, I just got the news that several Taoist masters from the Silver Light Sect and the Dan Ding Sect are no longer with us."

As soon as these words were spoken, many monks in the hall couldn't help but tremble slightly, and some even showed a hint of horror and fear on their faces.

A large sect with a history of thousands of years and people from the upper realm, but its orthodoxy was wiped out so easily.

How could they not be frightened and feel great grief for the loss of their loved ones?

The white-haired old Taoist sighed softly and said in a complicated tone: "This time the demonic calamity came with great force, not only killing entire families and destroying their Taoist lineages, but also implicated the immortals of many sects.

It must be an ancient demon that has never appeared in the world, so terrifying and frightening."

A Dongxu cultivator suddenly said, "Ancestor Wenxin, can we contact the upper realm together and ask the immortals from our respective sects to take action at the same time? This way, we will be able to kill these two demons in one fell swoop."

Hearing this, many monks' eyes lit up.

"Master Jiuyuan's method is good. I think it is feasible."

But soon a cultivator spoke bitterly, shaking his head and said, "It's useless. I have already contacted the Immortal of my sect. The Immortal told me that the two demons who caused chaos in Zhongzhou this time are very powerful. They had caused a bloody storm in the upper realm a hundred thousand years ago.

Even ordinary immortals can't afford to offend them, so we can only wish for the best for ourselves."

As soon as this cultivator spoke, several people immediately followed suit: "My sect's Immortal also means the same thing."

"It's the same with my sect. We can't even contact the sect anymore."

When these words were spoken, many monks were stunned.

What is the origin of these two evil demons that so many senior sects dare not provoke them and avoid them as much as possible, and even willing to give up the painful inheritance of their Taoism in the human world?

Many cultivators looked at the white-haired Taoist priest at the head of the hall. The white-haired Taoist priest had a complicated look in his eyes and slowly said, "The same is true for my Tiandao Sect."

Suddenly, the light in the eyes of many powerful monks dimmed completely, and for a moment, everyone showed expressions of despair and panic.

"But fellow Taoists, there is no need to be too pessimistic."

The white-haired old Taoist opened his mouth to comfort him, "The Immortal of my sect has already said that although they dare not take action against these two demons, they have already sent people to contact powerful people who are capable and dare to provoke these two demons.

Once that great being takes action, this demonic calamity will surely be resolved immediately."

The cultivators suddenly felt hopeful again, and some couldn't help asking, "Ancestor Wenxin, when will that great being take action?"

The white-haired Taoist shook his head and said, "This is the most crucial point. Immortals and mortals are separated, and we have no idea when that great being will take action to subdue the demon.

During this period of time, we have to get through it on our own.”

The faces of the monks in the hall suddenly turned ugly and extremely solemn.

“So the main purpose of summoning you all here this time is to gather everyone’s strength. I don’t seek to fight against the evil, but only hope to preserve the essence and Taoist heritage of each sect.

As long as the elite disciples and the Taoist heritage are still there, once the demonic calamity is over, your sect and mine will have a chance to rise again.

Even if you and I die, we will have no regrets."

The monks in the hall had complicated expressions, dim eyes, and their moods were almost depressed to the extreme.

But it must be said that the suggestion put forward by the white-haired old Taoist is indeed the only feasible solution at present.

Everyone present here has come this far thanks to the sect's inheritance and resources. Now they are ready to die for the sect. Although it is understandable, they still feel a little tragic in their hearts.

Just when the entire hall fell into silence and the atmosphere almost reached freezing point, a voice suddenly rang out.

"I do have a method that may help me avoid this disaster."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks in the hall looked at the person who spoke.

This man was wearing a purple robe, with a calm expression, deep eyes, and a kind of spiritual wisdom that ordinary people could not match.

"Master Wusheng!"

"Is it the Wusheng Sect Leader of the Wusheng Dao Palace?!"

"Wusheng Dao Palace uses chess to enter the Dao, is best at planning, and has profound wisdom. The head of Wusheng Dao Palace must have thought of a way to have the best of both worlds, haha."

"Fellow Daoist Wusheng, please tell me quickly."

For a moment, all the cultivators' eyes were focused on Sect Leader Wusheng, and each of them was filled with expectation, as if a drowning person had grasped his last straw.

Even the white-haired Taoist's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Fellow Taoist Wusheng, please tell me."

The head of Wusheng Sect said calmly: "The founder of my Wusheng Dao Palace is now in the lower realm. If we can ask him to help, this demonic calamity can be broken with a wave of his hand."

When many monks heard this, they were shocked and asked, "The Great Emperor Wusheng is now in the human world?!"

But soon another person raised doubts, "Fellow Daoist Wusheng, we all know that the Great Emperor Wusheng of your Wusheng Dao Palace is extremely talented, but he has only been in the sky for ten thousand years. Even if his aptitude and understanding are extremely high, how can he deal with those two evil demons?

You may not know, but many immortals from the Heavenly Fairyland were killed by those two evil demons."

"That's right. Besides, your Wusheng Dao Palace has a shallow foundation. Many of us senior sects don't dare to provoke those two powerful evil demons, so how can the Wusheng Emperor afford to provoke them?"

“That makes sense.”

Facing the doubts of many cultivators, Sect Leader Wusheng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you all have misunderstood. The founder of Wusheng Dao Palace that I mentioned is not Emperor Wusheng."

"what?!"

The monks were shocked.

"If it's not the Great Emperor Wusheng, then who is it?"

Wusheng Taoist Palace is a recently emerged large sect. The legend about Emperor Wusheng is still circulating in Zhongzhou. Everyone knows everything about Wusheng Taoist Palace.

Where did this new ancestor come from? !

The head of Wusheng Sect said: "The ancestor I am talking about is the teacher of our Wusheng Emperor, the true ancestor of our Wusheng Dao Palace."

Many monks were stunned.

"It is said that the Great Emperor Wusheng was enlightened by a supreme fairy treasure in a dream, and that's how he entered the Tao. How come there is another teacher... Eh?! Could it be..."

A cultivator suddenly asked in shock: "Could it be that the ancestor you are talking about is the owner of the supreme treasure that enlightened Emperor Wusheng to the Tao?"

Sect Leader Wusheng nodded.

"His-"

Suddenly, many monks in the field took a deep breath and their faces changed.

This news was so shocking that they were unable to digest it for a moment.

"If that person really exists, is it possible for him to stop this demonic calamity?"

There was a monk with a gleam in his eyes, muttering.

The other monks also reacted.

Yes, the Great Emperor Wusheng is extraordinary himself, and the Great Emperor Wusheng’s teacher must be even more powerful. Who knows, he might be able to help them survive this calamity!
For a moment, hope and joy appeared on the faces of the monks again.

However, Sect Leader Wusheng continued, “It’s just that my ancestor has an indifferent temperament and doesn’t like to meddle in the affairs of the world. Even Patriarch Wusheng can’t figure out his thoughts.

No one can say whether he will take action or not."

The monks' moods were like riding a roller coaster, up and down, and now they were suddenly depressed again.

Seeing this, the white-haired Taoist couldn't help but speak up: "Fellow Daoist Wusheng, can you please ask that master for help? Or, let us go and ask together..."

"Yes! If such an important person were in the human world, we should go and visit him!"

"That's right. Let's go and ask for it together. Maybe that master will agree."

The monks all spoke up in agreement.

The head of the Wusheng sect shook his head and said, "You don't understand that master. His way is far beyond that of the Wusheng ancestor. Every word he says is full of hidden meanings, and every action he takes is planned in advance.

If he doesn't want to, even if all the monks in Zhongzhou kneel before him and kowtow to him 1.6- times, we can't expect him to look up at us."

Many monks were stunned, and some sighed, "What should we do?"

Everyone was confused again.

At this time, Sect Leader Wusheng spoke again: "You don't have to worry. This demonic calamity has caused quite a stir. I don't believe that the Lord is unaware of it. Perhaps, all of this has been planned for a long time."

"And my Great Emperor Wusheng said so."

"He will definitely descend to the lower world during this demonic calamity. If that person does not take action, then Patriarch Wusheng will share life and death with my Wusheng Dao Palace.

If that person takes action."

Sect Leader Wusheng looked at all the cultivators in the field with a calm gaze, and said word by word: "..He is willing to be a chess piece in the hands of that master and be driven by him."

As soon as the words fell, all the monks in the room were stunned.
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The place was devastated by the massacre that had just taken place, and the air was filled with a thick sense of resentment, as if it were a den of ghosts.

But the sky was still filled with light rain that looked like colorful petals.

Two completely opposite tones and atmospheres mixed together, creating an inexplicable, strange and bizarre scene.

The red-haired young man sat in the air with his horse and sword astride, picking his teeth with a piece of broken bone he had picked up from somewhere, looking at the light rain that kept falling from his head, and said with a smile: "This kind of rain of immortal sorrow is really never boring to watch. When I think that I will not be able to see it after leaving the lower world, I really can't bear it."

The demonic energy emanating from the red-haired young man was surging and violent, many times more than when he had just escaped. It was obvious that he had gained a lot of benefits during this period of time.

The same was true for Lin Ping'an, his entire temperament became more evil and cold.

However, at this moment, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"You say we've made a big fuss, haven't we? It's even involved the upper realms."

The red-haired young man threw away the broken bones in his hand and said nonchalantly: "Big? I don't think so. The trouble we caused in the fairy world was much bigger than it is now. We just killed a few small fairies."

Lin Pingan said softly: "But I always feel a little uneasy. Don't forget, that person is likely to be watching us from behind. If we continue to make trouble, will he be displeased and attack us?"

"Are you afraid?"

The red-haired young man sneered.

“Lin Ping’an, it seems that after being sealed for 100,000 years, your temperament has also been smoothed out by Lu Qingming’s sword energy.

I can't believe these words came out of your mouth."

"You and I have both recovered our strength to the level of Immortal Kings now. With our abilities, we can at least escape, even if we can't defeat the Immortal Lords.

If we hadn't met that lunatic Lu Qingming, who had chased us all the way to the lower realm, you and I wouldn't have been trapped here for a hundred thousand years!"

The red-haired young man gnashed his teeth in anger when he mentioned it, "That bastard, although he is an Immortal King, his sword skills are comparable to those of an Immortal Lord. He is really perverted..."

“Besides, I won’t hide it from you.”

The red-haired young man smiled evilly, and suddenly large masses of pure demonic energy surged out of his body. The whole person transformed, and grew three heads and six arms.

Lin Pingan was shocked and exclaimed: "Three heads and six arms! Has your demon bloodline broken through to the realm of the demon god?!"

The red-haired young man laughed loudly and said proudly: "You really think that I have wasted these 100,000 years. Speaking of which, I should thank Lu Qingming for his special care. I was cut by thousands of sword energies for countless days and nights in the past 100,000 years, and finally helped me break through to the Demon God Realm.

Now that my demonic body is free, even a true immortal king-level figure would dare to fight me. Otherwise, why would you think I would rush to the upper realm to find trouble with Lu Qingming and seal him for another 100,000 years?"

Lin Ping'an looked at the red-haired young man with a ferocious and terrifying demonic flame, and the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.

He and the red-haired young man have special identities and bloodlines, and they both follow the path of practicing two different paths.

The red-haired young man is a half-demon from the old demon world, and his major is the true devil way of the demon world.

The level and strength division in the demon world is rather vague, and is divided into only three major realms: true demon, demon king, and demon god.

Among them, the True Demon and Demon King realms correspond to the True Immortal and Immortal King realms of the immortals respectively.

Above the devil king is the devil god.

Some demons are strong, some are weak. The strong ones are given titles of Demon Lords and Demon Emperors, and some can even be compared to the Immortal Emperors in the fairy world.

Even the weakest demon god is only slightly inferior to an ordinary immortal king, and is quite powerful.

Unexpectedly, without realizing it, his like-minded partner, the old demon Shangji, had quietly walked ahead of him. How could Lin Pingan not feel shocked and jealous?

The red-haired young man smiled and returned to his original form. He walked over and patted Lin Ping'an on the shoulder, comforting him: "So you don't have to worry. If the person you mentioned doesn't come, it's fine. But if she dares to take action... hehe..."

A hint of viciousness flashed in the red-haired young man's eyes, and he said in a fierce voice: "Then let's join forces to kill her and eat her. When you break through the Immortal Lord realm and enter the Immortal Realm, who will we have to fear?!"

Lin Pingan nodded slowly without saying anything.

Although the old demon Shangji looked very confident, he also witnessed the true strength of the other party.
But for some reason, the true form of the demon god with three heads and six arms and raging devilish flames did not bring much sense of security to Lin Pingan.

The uneasiness in my heart seemed to become even stronger.

Lin Pingan's mind kept reappearing the figure holding the sword, the terrifying murderous intent that made him suffocate and tremble...
Lin Ping'an was worried, with one thought constantly turning over in his mind.

What exactly did that person do from beginning to end?
What does she want to do?
You Tu stared at the two figures in the distance that were emitting evil and demonic energy, his expression slightly condensed.

Suddenly, her face changed and she shouted coldly in a certain direction: "Who? Get out here!"

A figure quickly emerged from the void. It was a middle-aged man with an air of wealth.

"It's you?"

Youtu frowned. It was that traitor again.

This person is undoubtedly Huanbao.

Huanbao casually greeted Youtu, then looked at where Youtu had just looked, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you were also attracted by these two people. These two people have been making quite a fuss recently."

You Tu was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, "Do you know these two people?"

Huanbao nodded and replied, "If I'm not mistaken, one of these two people should be the son of the Pure Yang Immortal Lord, Lin Ping'an. He was born to the Pure Yang Immortal Lord and an ancient evil beast.

The origin of the other person is not very clear, but seeing that he is a half-immortal and half-demon, he should be the supreme demon who caused trouble in the fairy world together with Lin Pingan back then.

Although these two people have mixed bloodlines and are hated by the immortals and demons, they both have great backgrounds and strong backing. "

You Tu was slightly shocked when he heard this.

No wonder she was shocked when she saw the red-haired young man suddenly transform into his true form as a demon. It turned out that he was a hybrid of immortal and demon.

Huanbao frowned and said, "These two people suddenly disappeared 100,000 years ago. I thought they were killed secretly because they did too many evil things. I didn't expect them to appear in the underworld again now. It's really unexpected..."

You Tu thought about it and said, "Could it be related to the Emperor's plan?"

Huanbao laughed, "Your Excellency is thinking the same thing as me. But only the Emperor knows whether it is true or not."

You Tu glanced at him and snorted coldly, "What nonsense you are talking about."

"you"

Huanbao was so angry that he couldn't speak.

What a demon traitor! I don’t despise her identity. Thinking that we all work for the Emperor, I come out to share some information with her.

I didn't expect that he would be so ungrateful.

never mind!

Huanbao angrily threw his sleeves and turned away.

He might as well go back and serve the Emperor.

You Tu was too lazy to pay attention to Huan Bao. He stared at the two figures in the distance and whispered to himself, "To be able to cultivate a demon god's true body with impure demon blood, the blood power of this person must be extremely noble and powerful.
Which demon god would secretly collude with the people in the immortal world and do something that is so disgusting to both the immortals and demons?"

The gossip fire in You Tu's heart could not help but quietly burn.
(End of this chapter)