After I lost my job, I started to get rich from plane trading.

Feng Qingge was very fast and started to act almost as soon as she cut off the contact with Su Nianwei.

Therefore, just when Su Nianwei finished meditating and opened his eyes, he received the information sent by Feng Qingge.

According to Feng Qingge's uncle, the demon clan did have sacrificial rituals a long time ago, and they did dance during the rituals. Different races have different sacrificial dances.

The greatest function of this dance is to communicate with heaven and earth. For the junior demon clan who have not yet started practicing, if a priest can dance for them, it can remove some impurities in the body, enhance the connection with heaven and earth, and improve their future practice. smoothly.

Some unknown changes have occurred in the past hundred years. The aura of their world has gradually become thinner, and the effectiveness of the sacrificial dance has also been greatly reduced.

Some small demons who were originally weak did not have much demand for spiritual energy and could barely carry out the sacrificial ritual. However, for the powerful big demons, what they obtained was far less than what they consumed during the sacrifice.

Therefore, many demon clans have eliminated this link. Feng Qingge's uncle was a great demon. He had only seen sacrificial dances when he was traveling when he was young. Their clan had long since disappeared.

However, with his photographic memory and powerful spiritual consciousness, he recalled some things and pointed out a few places to Feng Qingge, where there might still be traces of the legacy.

Those places are all within the territory of the Demon Clan, and it just so happens that the Xiaoyao Sect has also begun to contact other sects and races to discuss matters related to demonic energy.

The demon clan was disgusted with the monks, and they could only look good in front of the Xiaoyao Sect, so the cultivation world simply left the matter of assisting in detecting the demonic energy of the demon world to the Xiaoyao Sect.

Originally, Uncle Master was still having a headache as to which disciple would be more suitable to send, but who knew that Feng Qingge would send him to his door on his own.

After all, he didn't tell her these semi-confidential things for nothing.

Feng Qingge had no choice but to accept the mission and walk in the direction of the demon clan with her uncle's token.

On the glittering spirit boat, Feng Qingge played with the token in her hand and looked behind her. Xiaoyao Sect gradually disappeared into the mountains.

"Sure enough, I was born to be a hard worker..." From the time she finished training to the time she was thrown out to do the task by her master uncle, it only took two hours.

In Su Nianwei's words, "donkeys in the production team are not used like this." Feng Qingge began to draw circles in her heart for Su Nianwei, the "culprit" who was looking for trouble, full of resentment.

Although he was a little tired, he didn't dare to let down his guard when he was alone outside.

Taking advantage of this time, she compiled everything she knew now and sent it to Su Nianwei.

As soon as the information in her hand disappeared, Feng Qingge stretched out and was ready to see which place was suitable for settling down. Suddenly, a human voice came.

"But Fellow Daoist Feng from Xiaoyao Sect?" A clear male voice interrupted Feng Qingge's thoughts.

She turned around and looked in the direction of the person. She saw the person with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows. He was wearing a moon-white robe. The edge of the robe was windless and had faint golden lines. He had a cloud-like magic weapon under his feet and held a paper fan in his hand, smiling. Look at her.

Others would probably sigh, "What a good young master," but Feng Qingge...

She felt that this person was a bit pretentious. Since there was a wind barrier on the magical instrument to adjust the wind, there was no need to hang around with a fan in the middle of winter.

Moreover... Feng Qingge was extremely sure that she didn't know this person. She used to use pseudonyms when going out. She even used spiritual treasures to cover her appearance and deliberately hid her cultivation. It should be said that not many people knew her true identity. .

This person...

Feng Qingge was alert, but a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"This fellow Taoist doesn't know..."