Di Jun Yanghun sighed with admiration, and said with a smile: "I can't go with you, but I can help you freely enter some kind of demon mountain."

Ye Fan was a little dazed, a little unclear, so: "How can you help me?"

"Naturally, it is teleported to any location on any Demon God Mountain."

Di Junyang's soul was full of embarrassment, and said proudly.

Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

This is really a great gift, with his help, he can easily enter a demon mountain, and he doesn't even need to bother to find those corpses.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that Di Junyang soul said that he would give him a big gift.

Now it seems that this gift is really big.

……

"Senior Shaoyang!"

In some kind of cave on the Demon God Mountain, Daoist Qianhe held a human skin with a slumped expression and despair in his eyes.

On the human skin, the handwriting that emerged became lighter and lighter, as if it would disappear at any time, and it was almost invisible.

At the beginning, he happened to meet an old man in a black robe who was massacring villagers, so he had a big fight with him.

Naturally, he was seriously injured and escaped by chance.

Later, I secretly investigated and overheard the black-robed old man saying that he was offering sacrifices to the Yin-Yang Temple.

Later, he was discovered by the black-robed old man, who threw him directly into the yin-yang gap.

Fortunately, Qianhe was so lucky that he was thrown into a mountain of demon gods in the gap between Yin and Yang, and even picked up a piece of human skin.

This piece of human skin guides him out of danger again and again, and he meets Daoist Shaoyang on the way.

According to this Taoist priest of Shaoyang, he is a member of the Quanzhen sect.

The two supported each other, but for some reason, the words on the human skin gradually became shallower as time went by.

According to the current trend, I'm afraid that it won't be long before the words on the human skin will disappear completely, and no guidance can be given anymore.

Daoist Qianhe looked at the human skin lying quietly in his palm with a mournful face, and saw Shaoyang frown and remained silent.

Daoist Qianhe struggled and struggled: "Otherwise, let's agree to its request."

"no!"

Daoist Shaoyang, who was disfigured and bruised beside him, was no longer silent, and said excitedly, "Don't you think you'll never recover?"

Hearing this, Taoist Priest Qianhe clutched the human skin tightly, his eyes became confused, and he said with some fear: "But if you don't agree to it, it won't help us anymore."

"Hmph, so what if you don't help? This human skin is extremely weird. I have reason to suspect that it has some kind of connection with Yaoshen Mountain. Don't you know the importance of birth date?"

"Of course I know." Qianhe said in a slumped way: "But..."

"Hey, you have become dependent on it, maybe this is its purpose."

Taoist Shaoyang stood up, the breeze blew, left and right sleeves swayed with the wind, looking carefully, it was empty, it was missing an arm.

"But we know it's poison, and we have no choice!" Daoist Qianhe bit his lip, a little unwilling, but more powerless.

"Drinking poison to quench thirst is not an option!" Daoist Shaoyang looked resolute, and he was not a compromiser at first glance: "Before I met you, I experienced dozens of demon tides, and I narrowly escaped death every time. Are you still alive now? You Why do you have to be persistent and hand over your fate to a strange human skin?"

Taoist Shaoyang's face was full of hatred for his indisputable taste, and he sighed continuously.

The strange human skin did bring them a lot of convenience and help, even a few times, if it wasn't for the guidance of the human skin, they would have died.

But Daoist Shaoyang is full of righteousness and resolute temperament, so naturally he will not compromise with the weird human skin.

At the same time, he didn't want to see Daoist Qianhe die without a burial place.

Chapter 1458 The root cause of the incident, the murderous intent is awe-inspiring!

Not long ago, the weird human skin suddenly asked the two to write their birthdays on the human skin.

At that time, Daoist Qianhe flatly refused, but after Qianhe refused, the words revealed on the human skin became lighter and lighter, almost illegible.

From the eyes of Qianhe and Shaoyang, it is natural to see that it is threatening them and forcing them to submit.

Hearing Daoist Shaoyang's words, Qianhe bowed his head in silence, staring at the human skin in his hand, his face was full of desolation, and a few traces of panic appeared in the depths of his eyes.

How many people in the world can face life and death calmly?

There is a great horror in it!

Otherwise, why practice?

Isn't the purpose of cultivation to live forever and transcend the cycle of life and death?

What's more, it's still the kind of person who knows that if he dies, his soul will continue to perish in this place.

Then this kind of horror will definitely be infinitely magnified, and few people can deal with it calmly.

As the saying goes, people who don't change face when Mount Tai collapses in front of them are probably even rarer than pandas.

"You don't have to despair. The light must be hidden in the darkness, and the rainbow must be hidden in the wind and rain. If you stay here for decades, even the poor have survived. You should also be full of confidence."

Daoist Shaoyang saw Qianhe's face full of fear, and sighed deeply: "Perhaps, your savior is on his way!"

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