I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 222 You'd better die with regret
After this joyful day, Zhu Yuyan said in a soft and coquettish voice, "Zhao Deyan and Xi Ying have arrived in Chang'an. Do you have to help me kill them so that I can obtain the 'Heavenly Demon Strategy' from them?"

Among the eight masters of the evil way, the first ones are of course Zhu Yuyan and Shi Zhixuan, followed by the magician Zhao Deyan and the Heavenly Lord Xi Ying. To ordinary people, they are all extremely vicious and evil people who are not easy to mess with.

Now that Shi Zhixuan is dead, Zhu Yuyan is now the first hurdle.

In fact, in addition to Zhao Deyan, Yang Xuyan has also been coveting the whereabouts of the holy relics.

But Hou Xibai couldn't find his whereabouts.

Shen Lang has never tried to find the whereabouts of Zhao Deyan and others.

As the saying goes, slow and steady wins the race. There is no need to do everything at once.

Shen Lang nodded immediately and said, "Since you've already asked, how can I refuse?"

She has given birth to his child, and three generations of her family are here. It's just a matter of one move, so there's naturally no need to refuse.

Anyway, he does things based on his likes and dislikes, and there is no need for any great hatred between the two sides.

He then asked, "If you get ten volumes of 'The Heavenly Demon Strategy', will you continue to fight for the world?"

Zhu Yuyan sighed softly, "Why don't you ask Shi Feixuan the same question? Hasn't she always supported Li Shimin?"

Shen Lang turned to look at her and said, "Who is the person chosen by your Demon Sect?"

"Xianxian supports Li Jiancheng," Zhu Yuyan said leisurely, "but no matter who ascends the throne, he must work for the well-being of his people, otherwise his position will be unstable. History has long proved this. Do you think that if someone from our Demon Sect becomes emperor, he will inevitably be cruel and merciless?"

Then the topic changed. "Even if Li Shimin has Shi Feixuan's support, as long as he doesn't turn his weapons against his father and brother, he can never dream of ascending the throne. Those who fight for the world will prosper if they obey me, and perish if they disobey me. This is especially true for us, the Demon Sect. Since Emperor Wu of Han, we have been ostracized and persecuted. How can we survive without extraordinary means?"

Shen Lang said, "The imperial family is the most ruthless. Anyone who is not ruthless will die without a burial place. If one's methods are not despicable, how can one achieve great things?"

Zhu Yuyan rested her head on Shen Lang's chest: "What about you? Who do you support as emperor?"

"Me?" Shen Lang said while playing with a ball. "Years of war have led to flames everywhere, with corpses scattered across the land. So what I want is a unified world with peace and prosperity for the people. How can I allow the world to be engulfed in war again just for my own selfish desires?"

"Okay, my little lord, I know what you are thinking. You prefer beauty to the country. In that case, please help me get rid of Zhao Deyan and his men first." There was still spring water in Zhu Yuyan's eyes.

Shen Lang reached out and touched it, grinning lewdly, "Didn't you just absorb the essence?"

In the demon sect, there have long been various evil skills and methods that absorb other people's skills.

Zhu Yuyan and Kankan are also proficient in this.

However, no matter how skilled the caster is, absorbing other people's energy is only of a auxiliary or temporary nature. No one can permanently take advantage of others' decades of skills as their own, and greatly and endlessly increase their own skills.

Even if it could be done, due to the difference in the nature of the true Qi, it would only be harmful rather than beneficial, and could easily lead to the disaster of going astray.

Gao Ming uses the technique of men and women to absorb the other party's yin and yang, but it is still only an auxiliary nature, which is not without risks, and it is not the best way.

But Yuan Jing is another mysterious thing.

That's why I am obsessed with the holy relics.

However, extracting the essence of the relics is an extremely dangerous matter. If you are not careful, you may easily go astray.

Occasionally, someone can extract the beneficial vitality from the relics, which can indeed double the power. This fact makes the descendants of the past generations even more persistent.

As for how to extract the essence from the relics, Zhu Yuyan and Kankan were still at a loss.

Guarding a treasure mountain is useless.

But we can't let others covet it either. The best way is to kill all the people from other demon sects and get the ten volumes of "The Heavenly Demon Strategy".

Then find a place to study the holy relics slowly.

On the surface, Zhao Deyan seems to be the weakest, and his ranking is also lower than Zhu Yuyan, but he has the Turks supporting him from behind, and a large number of Turkic masters to help him.

Even the Yingui Sect, the most powerful demon sect at present, does not dare to underestimate them. And the most important point is that under the current situation, even Li Yuan, the most powerful overlord today, does not dare to offend the Turkic Khan, let alone Zhu Yuyan.

But Shen Lang is different. As long as he takes action, even the Turks may not dare to say anything.

The Yinkui Sect's ability to unify the demonic path is a win-win situation.

Zhu Yuyan scolded him, "You're so annoying! I was harmed by you, and yet you still say such things."

"Let's enjoy ourselves, and then go kill that guy Zhao Deyan." Shen Lang said, "Let's ask Meixian and Wanjing to come and join us, and have some fun."

Zhu Yuyan gave him a charming look and then called out, "Meixian, Wanjing, Kankan, Qing'er, Jiaojiao, come in..."

After an indescribable joy.

When Zhao Deyan was mentioned, a murderous look flashed in Kankan's eyes. She said calmly, "If our guess is correct, Zhao Deyan should be hiding in the guesthouse where the Turkic envoys are staying. As long as we use the holy relic, we can definitely lure him out without even going to the guesthouse!"

"Okay, you guys go first." Shen Lang said, "I'll follow."

When Shi Qingxuan learned that he was going to help Zhu Yuyan kill Zhao Deyan, he said to him, "My dear, Shi Zhixuan is dead. The other task on Qingxuan's shoulders is to help Yue Shanyue kill Tianjun Xi Ying. If you can kill him for Qingxuan and all the people who were killed, Qingxuan will be very grateful."

Yue Shan and Shi Qingxuan have a close relationship like that of father and daughter. However, Xi Ying, due to some minor grudges between his sect and Yue Shan, goes to fight him, but is defeated by just one move. Filled with resentment, he brutally kills all of Yue Shan's family members while Yue Shan is away, thus sowing a deep hatred between them.

Before his death, Old Yue could only think of Xi Ying, the Heavenly Lord who had caused the deaths of his family and made him even more violent.

Shi Qingxuan naturally wanted to avenge him.

But now that she is pregnant, the task of revenge falls on Shen Lang.

"What's there to be grateful about when it comes to matters between husband and wife?" Shen Lang put his arm around her waist. "As soon as I see Xi Ying, I will definitely help kill him."

Zhu Yuyan said, "I know Xi Ying's whereabouts. With my husband here, is it possible that he can still be alive?"

"I believe he can do it." Shi Qingxuan nodded gently, "Then you guys better be careful."

Shen Lang and Zhu Yuyan went to look for Xi Ying first.

The east wing on the third floor of Shanglinyuan.

The two men stopped in front of the door. Before they knocked, they heard lewd laughter coming from inside.

Then a soft, pleasant, deep and melodious male voice came from the room: "Who is the friend at the door?"

The room suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the neighboring room seemed even more noisy and lively.

This person's martial arts skills are quite strong.

However, Shen Lang did not hide his footsteps and walked like an ordinary person.

It's not particularly surprising that Xi Ying knew about it.

Just as he was about to push the door, it opened automatically, and he was greeted by a pair of sharp eyes flashing with evil light.

Xi Ying was dressed in blue, like a scholar. He was tall and thin, and appeared to be gentle and refined, with elegant manners. A smile hung on his thin, pale face.

People who don't know him would mistake him for a frail middle-aged scholar, but if you look closely at the pair of particularly eye-catching eyes under his thick eyebrows, you can find a sharp light of evil and cruelty in them. His pupils are even surrounded by a circle of purple light, which is weird and terrifying.

There were two disheveled women in the room.

"Who is it?" Xi Ying's eyes were fierce.

"Don't you recognize me, Lord?" Zhu Yuyan asked softly.

Xi Ying reacted, "So it's the Queen of Yin. I wonder what's the important matter that brings her here?"

Zhu Yuyan and Shen Lang walked into the room and closed the door.

……

After a cup of tea.

Xi Ying was cut in half by Shen Lang's sword.

When the two women in the house saw this scene, they were so frightened that they became silent and pale.

When Xi Ying's body fell to the sides, one of the women was so scared that she peed her pants.

Shen Lang and Zhu Yuyan walked away and closed the door.

A moment later, screams were heard from inside the house.

"Killing!"

Shen Lang left quietly amid screams.

After disguising myself a little, I strolled along the quiet streets.

Because he was afraid that Zhao Deyan would see his appearance, he did not dare to come out and snatch it.

That would be a wasted trip.

He left not long ago.

Suddenly I heard someone laughing.

Zhao Deyan, a tall and slender man with skin as translucent as jade, appeared not far away and said with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be carrying a holy relic on your person right now. I wonder if you would be willing to let me have a look at it, considering my alliance with the Yinkui Sect?"

His face was a bit pale, which was still good-looking, but his eyes were narrowed into slits, cold as a knife. Shen Lang folded his arms and asked leisurely, "Who are you?"

It was already late at night and the surroundings were silent, which added to the feeling of awe-inspiring desolation and danger.

Zhao Deyan looked him up and down and said calmly, "My name is Zhao Deyan. May I know your name?"

He was very sure that what Shen Lang was carrying was the holy relic.

It’s just that I didn’t know Shen Lang’s identity, so I didn’t try to rob him.

Shen Lang was not in a hurry to take action.

Because masters are very lonely and empty.

If we kill them all at once, where would the fun be?
Before Shen Lang could answer, a voice came from behind Zhao Deyan, "No matter who he is, we just need to capture him and interrogate him, and we'll know the answer."

Zhao Deyan sneered, "That's right. No matter who you are, as long as you have valuables on you, you will be unable to leave this time."

Before he could finish his words, more than ten Turkic masters rushed out from behind him and surrounded Shen Lang.

To Zhao Deyan's surprise, Shen Lang remained calm and composed, with no intention of running away. This puzzled him, and he vaguely felt that the other party had the upper hand.

Zhao Deyan said proudly, "To prevent others from making irresponsible remarks, I will give you a fair duel. No one else is allowed to interfere. How about that?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang sighed, "I never thought you would know that I was carrying the Holy Relic. The Demon Marshal is truly remarkable!"

Zhao Deyan suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute! Who are you?"

Shen Lang said: "I am your grandfather."

Zhao Deyan's eyes immediately turned fierce, and he said, "Do it!"

Two black steel bars, each as thin as a little finger, emerged from Zhao Deyan's left and right sleeves like poisonous snakes. The tips were diamond-shaped spikes, and they stabbed towards Shen Lang as fast as meteors, insidious and vicious to the extreme.

This pair of unique weapons was once famous in the Demon Sect and the Two Realms. It was called the "Hundred Changes Diamond Spear". It could be soft or hard, with infinite changes and unpredictable power. It was the weapon that made Zhao Deyan famous.

Not only is he not afraid of being chopped by magical weapons, he is also the nemesis of swords and knives. If he is entangled with special techniques, he will almost inevitably be thrown away and snatched away.

The most powerful thing about Zhao Deyan is that he can take action when Shen Lang never expects him to do so, taking the initiative and having the advantage of the first move.

Seeing the diamond spear shooting towards Shen Lang's face, the surrounding Turkic masters swarmed forward, as if they were going to cut Shen Lang into pieces.

Shen Lang tapped the ground with his toes.

"Qiang!"

A brick popped up.

He passed the brick over with one foot.

Zhao Deyan immediately clasped his hands together, crossed his spears, and smashed the turning head into pieces.

Shen Lang took out a silver ingot and crushed it with his hands.

With another shake of his hands, the broken silver turned into countless silver dots and splashed towards the more than 30 enemies attacking from all directions.

The surrounding Turkic masters did not expect Shen Lang to make such a move, and they did not know what kind of magic weapon or hidden weapon the silver dot was, so they retreated one after another, retreating farther than where they had just stood.

Zhao Deyan looked at Shen Lang's move and suddenly felt something was wrong. He said, "Stop."

He put the spear back into his sleeve.

Shen Lang looked at him coldly and said, "Stop it, I'm having a lot of fun, and you actually want to stop? Do you believe that not only will you not get the Evil Emperor's relics tonight, but I will also kill you and make it impossible for you to go to Turkic to be that useless national teacher."

Hearing this scolding, Zhao Deyan's eyes flashed with a vicious look. He nodded and said, "I will remember every word you say, sir. But before we fight, I have one more question: who are you?"

Shen Lang looked up to the sky and laughed, "Does it matter who I am?"

Zhao Deyan nodded and said, "It is indeed very important, because Zhao does not kill unknown people."

"That depends on whether you want to get the holy relic or want to know my name." Shen Lang took out the holy relic.

A yellow crystal as big as a fist appeared in his hand.

The crystal seems hard and soft, and the translucent interior reveals slowly flowing blood-red patterns like clouds and clouds, exuding a faint yellow light.

Zhao Deyan's eyes immediately flashed with fanatical sharpness, and he stared at the relic without blinking.

He shouted again: "Do it!"

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of breaking wind was heard in the sky, and a figure came across at an extremely fast speed.

Zhao Deyan was shocked and looked carefully. It turned out that Zhu Yuyan, the "Queen of Yin" who was ranked first among the "Eight Great Masters of Evil Ways" and whose face was covered by a heavy veil, suddenly appeared.

"Master Zhu, why are you here?" Zhao Deyan's heart trembled, thinking to himself that something was wrong.

Zhu Yuyan let out a triumphant laugh as sweet as a silver bell and said, "Since the holy relic has been revealed, why can't I come?"

Zhao Deyan's mind raced, thinking about how to seize the holy relic. His masters had already surrounded Shen Lang, so he said, "Your Excellency, please listen to what I have to say."

Zhu Yuyan said unhappily, "What's there to say? Could it be that Yan Shuai is planning to take the holy relic for himself?"

Zhao Deyan said in a deep voice, "This sacred relic is what I intend to present to Master Wu as a gift for his ninetieth birthday. If Master Zhu is allowed to leave with the treasure tonight, I will have no choice but to return and report it truthfully. Master, please reconsider."

If it were in the past, Zhu Yuyan would definitely not want to offend Zhao Deyan, because offending him would be equivalent to offending the entire D Turkic people, and would also create a feud with the three top people in DTZ, Zhao Deyan, Khan Jie Li and "Martial Master" Bi Xuan. That was no joke.

But now that she has someone to back her up, she naturally doesn't need to worry about these things.

Zhu Yuyan said calmly: "What if I insist on getting it?"

Zhao Deyan shouted angrily and charged up, attacking with both claws, unleashing the first move of his "Eighteen Claws of the Returning Soul," "Black Tortoise Weeping." The key to this move states, "Black Tortoise represents water. Its decline and prosperity depend on its form. The bending black tortoise represents emotion. With this form comes a corresponding response."

Suddenly, his left claws turned into straight and sharp claws, rushing forward with a loud and furious sound!
The other hand becomes curved and melodious.

It is hard to believe such clawing skills unless you see it with your own eyes.

Zhu Yuyan smiled sweetly and said, "Master Yan's skills have greatly improved. This is a cause for celebration. However, Yuyan dare not take on this challenge!"

With Zhao Deyan's move, it was announced that the two giants of the Demon Sect had officially broken up because of the Evil Emperor's relics.

Zhao Deyan laughed long and said, "It is truly a joy to be able to fight to the death with Venerable Zhu. The ranking of the eight great masters of the Holy Sect is a thing of the past. It should be re-ranked based on the latest situation. Is your Excellency in agreement?"

From the first move "Xuanwu's Weeping" to the most powerful eighteenth move "Qinglong's Jealousy of the Master", the hands are first retracted to the chest and then rolled out.

Just as he was about to attack Zhu Yuyan, Shen Lang suddenly appeared in front of her like a ghost.

"Did the woman who beat me ask me?"

"court death!"

Zhao Deyan didn't expect that Zhu Yuyan actually had a relationship with this man, and his eyes immediately flashed with an extremely fierce light.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: as long as he could kill these two people here, the holy relic would be in his pocket!

Thinking of this, Zhao Deyan maintained his original moves without hesitation and attacked Shen Lang fiercely with all his strength.

Although he had no idea how to absorb the essence from the holy relic, in his opinion, the most urgent thing was to seize this rare treasure first.

Once such a precious item falls into the hands of others, it will be extremely difficult to get it back.

Looking back to the past, a great man named Xiang Yutian went astray when practicing the magic of planting demons. He also saw that none of his four disciples including You Niaojuan became successful.

On his deathbed, he had no choice but to entrust the holy relic containing supreme magical power to Lu Miaozi, and instructed him to find a truly capable and outstanding person among other factions of the Demon Sect and pass the relic to him.

Only in this way can the entire demonic sect be unified and the chaotic situation of division and internal strife that has existed for hundreds of years be ended.

However, after some searching, Lu Miaozi finally decided that none of the Demon Sect members at that time were qualified to bear the powerful force contained in the relic, so he carefully hid it secretly in Yang Gong's treasury.

Time flies, and this holy relic that had disappeared for many years actually saw the light of day again, and appeared right in front of Zhao Deyan.

Faced with such a huge temptation, how could Zhao Deyan suppress his inner impulse and desire?

His figure was as fast as lightning and as swift as the wind, and he rushed towards Shen Lang with an unstoppable momentum.

But in the next moment, a palm blocked Zhao Deyan's rapidly moving body and imprinted on his heart.

Zhao Deyan's figure stopped instantly.

His eyes widened as he felt as if his heart had been broken.

He forced himself to ask, "Who are you?"

"Will you die with regrets if you don't know my identity?" Shen Lang asked.

Zhao Deyan blinked hard.

Shen Lang said calmly: "Then you'd better be prepared to die with regrets."

　I originally planned to enter the new world directly, but some content has not been explained clearly. I think it is better to write it down first to avoid a half-hearted ending.

　　At the same time, the Tang Dynasty world is about to end and is ready to enter a new plot.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)