Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

"Oh." Yao Ziqian nodded slowly, and then met Haizhen's eyes. Half a second later, Yao Ziqian screamed and jumped out.

A group of Buddhist practitioners behind them recited the Buddha's name silently in unison, and the entire Yunmeng Tiangong rang again with passionate bells.

Yin Ming of Zhilvtang felt that his time limit might be approaching, and he would have to go into reincarnation in a few days. If he was lucky enough to continue practicing in his next life, he might be able to recall the incomplete memories of his previous life during the examination of the Chuxin Palace. Be better, and the key is not to be stupid again, don't stay in Yunmeng, especially don't enter the law enforcement hall, it's not handsome at all to be in charge of the sect's discipline, especially in the case of demons every day, it's better to go to Qiongshan Sword Sect Learn the sword to protect yourself.

Yin Ming, the ghost mother, felt that he was about to die, so he should make an appointment with the Buddhist cultivators from Beizhou in advance. He had heard of this thing, but only he had heard of it. For insects, Yin Ming didn't want to recall how the book described the production process, because it was too disgusting.

"Brother Yin!"

Yin Ming was in a state of desperation, and when he saw Yao Ziqian, his head became even bigger: "Junior Brother Ziqian, aren't you leading the masters of Beizhou?"

Yao Ziqian tapped his head with a folding fan and waved his hand: "Run fast, forget about it."

"Junior Brother Ziqian, when will you be as stable as you look? Or, did you get sick again after seeing bugs?"

The devilish energy on the ghost mother Yinworm's body aroused the palace guard formation of Yunmengtian Palace, and the entire Yunze River automatically rang the bell on Yundu Palace as an alarm, but that kind of insect had already entered, and everything could only be They are rare and unusual, and their size is still small. Most of the Law Enforcers in black patrolled for a long time, busy like headless chickens, but they couldn't catch anything.

The palace lord sat on Yueqi Peak, thought for a moment, reached out and picked up the bird cub hanging from the tree, and scooped it up from the void like a water jug—the bird cub stared at the eyeballs with a shocked expression, the palace lord pulled it away Its beak squeezed out the worm the size of a fingernail, and then hung the baby back to the tree.

Bird Cub: Sorry!Especially wronged!

The bright black bug lay motionless on the palm of the palace lord, like an enlarged version of a watermelon seed. The rich aura on Yueqi Peak made the bug seem to be approaching the dazzling sun. After a short while, its body squeaked and blackened. Smoke, the palace lord could vaguely hear screams.

A twisted and struggling human face emerges from the beetle's translucent black back. Its mouth is wide open, revealing its white teeth, and it is screaming at the top of its lungs.

"This seems to be the soul of a human cultivator?" The palace lord pinched the worm, and the too clear and powerful spiritual power made the worm twist painfully, making the palace lord feel that he was the villain, and he would not let go of even a bug.

The system replied in a timely manner: [Yes, this kind of ghost mother worm will sneak into the spiritual platform of the Taoist, devour the soul of the Taoist, and replace it with itself, so that the Taoist obeys the order of the ghost mother and becomes a puppet. 】

so insidious?

"Then if I take out the eaten soul, can I put it back?"

[Host...] The system thought about the rhetoric, [Look at the big orange, it eats the grass in its stomach, and if you take it out, is it still grass? 】

Palace Master: "...I have been exposed to too much animal excrement recently, and I finally forgot it. Don't remind me again, okay?"

Daju sticks up his buttocks under the tree roots at the right time and pulls out a small ball of dung.

"Humans have three souls and seven souls, right? If one less soul is missing, it shouldn't be fatal?" The palace lord looked down at the beetle in his hand. Although the face on the beetle's back was distorted, it could still be seen that he was not very old. A disciple of Chuxin Palace.

[But if they are all replaced by beetles, they will die completely. ] The system replied, [If the number is no more than half, it can still be raised. 】

The system thought for a while and then added: [However, the cultivation of the disciples of Chuxin Palace is not good, and their general cultivation is only around...well, the foundation building period that you are familiar with, the host, so if there are too many souls, it will not become mentally retarded It must be impossible to continue cultivating immortals, and it will damage the soul. 】

The palace lord nodded, looked at the young face on the beetle's back, and couldn't help sighing, yes, this is a magical world full of gods and monsters, and with chance is crisis, I hope this child is not killed. Eat too many souls.

Daju shook his ears, raised his two front paws to grasp the Palace Master's arm, and the Palace Master smiled and rubbed its forehead: "How nice you are, you don't have any troubles every day."

Daju tilted his head, wondering if he understood, suddenly opened his mouth, bit the ghost mother Yinworm, and began to eat it.

"!" The palace lord was so frightened that he picked up Daju's ears, and the little guy yelled twice in pain, but the little paws were tightly covering his mouth, and his cheeks moved back and forth quickly, probably because he saw the palace lord breaking his hand just now. The bird's beak, so I covered it tightly, and then, Gulu, swallowed it into my stomach.

The Palace Master was stunned.

"Although... rabbits have the reputation of 'eat everything' in the pet world, but you can't really eat everything!" The palace master stroked Daju's belly. The whole rabbit was extremely soft and covered with fat. At this moment, shaking the ears that hurt a little from being picked up, rubbing the palace lord's finger flatteringly, not understanding the palace lord's worries at all——

"Don't turn into a dead rabbit!" The palace master worriedly stroked the big orange, which made him yawn.

……

The things that demon cultivators tinker with are always related to souls, corpses, etc. The common function is to take other people's lives and chances, so they are denounced as demons and despised by the world; ordinary Taoists go against the sky Seeking the way, most demons prefer to plot and calculate, such as slaughtering a mortal village to get some innocent souls, and bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

In very rare cases, there are some devils who even look down on those comrades who make soft persimmons. For example, Qin Zhihuai, when she heard the news, she didn't even want the beautiful boy she had just met, and went directly to the inner room of Yu Jingzhu. Master Yu Jing did not have the habit of hiding beauties.

"It was you who arranged for those guys from the Secret Blood Sect to go to Yunmengtian Palace?" Qin Zhihuai kicked the door of the room, "I thought that even if the Lord of Yujing wanted to trouble the real Qiuxian, he had to think about it Use countermeasures, find that kind of notorious sect to cooperate, then we should break up!"

After finishing speaking, the witch paused: "Your son was picked up, aren't you afraid that the Mystic Blood Sect will take your son to make a human jar?"

Jingzhu Yu raised his head behind the table, Qin Zhihuai, who was in a panic, was reflected in his light-colored eyes, Qin Zhihuai didn't wait for Jingzhu Yu to speak, and continued to scold: "Oh yes, you are ready to start playing Qiu Xian , but still threw his son under his nose, maybe your son was bought one get one free at the auction in Haishi, right?"

"I..." Yujing opened her mouth.

Qin Zhihuai stretched out his hands with colorfully dyed nails, and began to count: "Conspiracies, tricks, you people are messed up, and you can still practice so high. You are really fucking talented. You mess with me and I fuck you!" Aren't you afraid to make yourself have demons? You don't even want your own son. I've seen that child before. He looks so handsome. If you don't want it, then give it to me. I'll take it home and raise it. It's better than letting you ignore it!"

"I……"

"Bah!" The Qin Witch kicked Master Yujing's tea table over, "Righteous way, ha, all of them are sanctimonious, there are not many good things, you put on airs, it's not as good as others' Mystic Blood Sect, although overall They're a bunch of trash, the suzerain is so bad, he almost writes 'I'm a bad guy' on his face, you secretly rotten—”

"Qin Demon!"

When there was a crisp clang, a white shadow crossed Qin Zhihuai's face, leaving a bright red bloodstain on her beautiful face. Master Yu Jing's eyebrows were peaceful, but his voice already carried thunderous spiritual power. His hands Maintaining a throwing posture, he said:

"Stop it."

Qin Zhihuai just let out a breath when Master Yu withdrew his hand. She gasped for a moment, and ignored the scars on her face, turned around and grabbed the white shadow thrown casually by Master Yu.

But Yu Jingzhu waved his hand casually, and the white shadow buzzed and jumped back into his hand.

——It was a long horizontal knife with a white handle. The blade was as straight as jade. The width of the whole body was no more than two fingers. If you look at it, you will think it is some kind of beautiful pattern, the knife is small and round, the handle is long enough to be held in both hands, the top is a lotus pattern ringing the head, only a little blood red in the middle of the white lotus, the rest has no variegated colors.

Qin Zhihuai's fiery gaze ended at Lord Yu Jing's hand holding the knife. His posture of holding the knife was unfamiliar and a bit awkward.So Qin Zhihuai gritted his silver teeth, and almost couldn't restrain himself from wanting to grab him directly, but he sat down on the tea table with his head dejected - she couldn't beat Yu Jingzhu.

Yu Jing took the initiative to put the knife on his table gently, and then said with a pleasant face: "I have nothing to do with the Mystic Blood Sect. Among all the devils, I only know you and cooperate with you."

"Didn't you do it?" Qin Zhihuai was surprised, "Why, now Yunmeng's palace guard array can be broken by any devil?"

Master Yu Jing's fingertips slowly touched the blood groove of the long knife. This sword has not drank blood for thousands of years.

"Yunmeng, it's not the Yunmeng it used to be." Jingzhu Yu said calmly, "The Yundu Palace that Qiuxian can take away is nothing more than an appearance, and the unowned Yunmeng formation was used by the Secret Blood Sect It took 1000 years to break through, so your previous evaluation is really not too much, the Mystic Blood Sect is indeed useless."

Qin Zhihuai stared at Master Yu's finger, so angry that he wanted to bite it.

She suddenly rolled her eyes: "I understand, even if Qiuxian caught your hands and feet as evidence, he wouldn't dare to torment your son."

Lord Yujing smiled, as colorless as his hair: "That's right. Jade Sword Cuts Snow... He thought that if he got Master Yunmeng's sword, he would be able to replace his senior brother?"

The female devil thought it was right, but she was curious: "Then how did you get Zhanxue?"

This time Yu Jingzhu really smiled, he blinked and said, "Secret."

"Bah." Qin Zhihuai got up and left, "You righteous guys, go bite the dog, my sister is looking for my lovely brothers."

Qin Zhihuai passed by one of Yu Jingzhu's subordinates, she turned her head curiously, Yu Jingzhu had already put away the knife, An Jing sat behind the desk looking very frail, holding the knife in both hands. In the official document, the subordinate hurriedly said after entering: "My lord, Yunmeng Tiangong sent Yan Rong, the dragon-slaying sword fairy, and a few disciples to come to our Yujing City to meet the sword cultivator of Qiongshan Sword Sect two days ago. But now they have lost Disappeared."

"Missing?" Yu Jingzhu was unmoved, "It seems that the demons are also very prepared for this Daoist event."

"But..." The subordinate frowned, "The young master is among the pedestrians."