Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

Wang Shufeng, lock the prison.

Cang Xiangxun curled up in the corner, his limbs were firmly locked in the restraint by the black gold chain.

The spiritual energy in the body completely disappeared, and only the strange magic breath remained in the spiritual veins, which kept churning, colliding, and stirring the spiritual sea like crazy.

Unable to control.

Cang Xiangxun could even feel the bloodthirsty and murderous aura accumulated by the ten-thousand-year-old magic vine that slaughtered all the beasts and monks during the growth process at the moment when it was born again with the devil's breath conceived by the fruit.

Why was he arrested?

Why are you locked up here?

Why can't they kill them and escape?

The voice in the sea of ​​consciousness became clearer and clearer, and the surging devil's breath mixed with a strong smell of blood permeated the entire prison. Cang Xiangxun suppressed the desire to vomit, curled up and panted heavily, like a fish on the verge of death.

The other prisons are still some distance away from the Demon Locking Prison. Most of the punishments there are monks, disciples or handymen who have made minor mistakes. I don’t know if it’s the effect of the magic breath. The sound of Bian Zhang's criminal manager walking back and forth on the green stone slab.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps beside my ears suddenly became clear. The sound was gentle and steady, and it almost stopped outside the door.

The heavy spirit lock was opened, and the restrictions around his body were almost shattered in an instant. It is a pity that Cang Xiangxun could not care about carefully studying the movement outside his body, and the out-of-control magic energy in his body tortured him to the point of fainting.

The ruthless aura rushing towards his face forced the visitor to take half a step back. He looked at Cang Xiangxun with a complex expression, and after he got used to the bloody aura, he said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

"Why are you locked up here?"

The man cautiously approached Cang Xiangxun, and after realizing that he could not control the magic breath in his body, he was in a daze for a moment, and then he gave a bitter smile.

The man closed his eyes, a monochromatic halo suddenly appeared on his fingertips, he tapped lightly on the center of Cang Xiangxun's eyebrows, and the demon breath that was restless just now seemed to be appeased, and they calmed down one after another.

The man's fingers were very soft. He tried to push Cang Xiangxun's messy hair on his forehead to see his face clearly, but his hand was caught suddenly.

The man's body froze, and then he withdrew his fingers suddenly, but Cang Xiangxun murmured: "Take him away."

"Bring who?"

"Take him away, take Lian Ji away."

"Lian Ji..." The man repeated in a low voice, a very familiar name.

Moonlight poured in from outside the window, reflecting in Cang Xiangxun's messy black hair.The man stared at him for a while, until a stubborn young man found in his memory overlapped with the face of the person in front of him, then he murmured softly.

"...It turns out, it's you."

The raging magic breath finally calmed down, and Cang Xiangxun heard a faint sigh in his ear.He tried to open his eyes, and in the haze, there was a faint touch of silver in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

"It's been a long time since anyone came here." A pair of hands lightly touched his eyes, and the man's voice was steady and gentle: "It's all right, let's sleep for a while."

When Cang Xiangxun woke up again, the magic breath in Cang Xiangxun's body had been sealed in the spiritual sea by a gentle spiritual power. Although it was still uncontrollable, it would no longer leak out at will and try to devour him.

Not long after, the restrictions sealed around gradually disappeared, and the lock in the prison was opened. A monk in a brown robe walked in expressionlessly. He didn't even look at Cang Xiangxun on the ground, and reached out his hand like a routine There was a point on the black gold chain, and he immediately held one end of the chain in his hand.

"Can you go?" Dongfang Lin's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Ah."

Cang Xiangxun supported the wall and stood up slowly, letting the chains that bound his legs make dull noises as they moved.

This time the Fairy Fairy seemed dull, but it was actually much more lively than usual; especially when Cang Xiangxun was brought to the hall by Dongfang Lin, he directly pushed the surrounding atmosphere of yin and yang, and the tense atmosphere to a climax.

Said he was covering up the evil.

Said he was ungrateful.

Said that he killed his fellow disciples.

Said he was born magical.

The voices of ridicule, cursing, and crusade are endless. Those immortal sects who have long hated Qiyaozong and "lost" their disciples have found a reasonable vent. Adding insult to injury and acting on every occasion.

"The wicked Cang Xiangxun, you colluded with the demon cultivators, harbored evil intentions, got close to the demons, abandoned your original intentions and walked on evil paths. My Seven Luminaries Sect has always tolerated evil and sycophants. All the immortals are here to testify. My Seven Luminaries Sect will be wiped out!" Mountain gate, to warn others."

"You, do you have something to say?"

Cang Xiang Xun An stood quietly in front of the hall, his eyes were slightly startled when he caught sight of Ruan Yiqiu who was sitting on the right side of the host, and then he lowered his eyes without saying a word, as if all the people and things in front of him had nothing to do with him.

"Cang Xiangxun, do you have something to say?" Ruan Qingyang repeated in a low voice.

Standing on the side, Lin Yi suddenly clenched his fists, he really wanted to stand up and say something, but the magic breath emanating from Cang Xiangxun was real.

After a long silence, Cang Xiangxun finally said, "No."

Ruan Qingyang said solemnly after hearing the words: "Since there is nothing to say, then..."

Ruan Qingyang didn't finish his sentence, but Cang Xiangxun said word by word: "I haven't done those things."

"Never."

"Are you still struggling to die?" A voice full of hatred came from below, Yin Junjie's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Cang Xiangxun, you colluded with Ning Feng and covered up Lianji to hide the truth. This is what everyone has seen with your own eyes. , How dare you do it now and dare not admit it? I hate that I can't kill you with my own hands to avenge my uncle..."

Cang Xiang Xunwen said in a cold voice: "I've said it before, Elder Yin's death has nothing to do with me, let alone Lian Ji."

"Since it's irrelevant, why didn't you report the matter of Qiongyan?"

"If you do this, what is it if you don't have a guilty conscience?"

"Just for that demon cultivator?"

"Can you be worthy of those brothers who trust you? Can you be worthy of the high hopes that the senior elders in the sect have given you?"

The voice in his ears became more and more noisy, Cang Xiangxun didn't say any more, he closed his eyes, and the black gold chain on his leg suddenly made a crisp sound.

Taking a half-step forward with difficulty, Cang Xiangxun saluted respectfully to the three seated people respectively, then turned his head and bowed his hands to the brothers behind him, and when he returned to the original position, his body was still straight.

"The disciple is selfish. In order to save the Taoist couple Lianji, he abandoned the clan rules and fell into the devil's way. He violated the teaching of the master and the cultivation of the elders. Now he voluntarily removes his name from Qiyao, cuts off his spiritual roots, smashes his soul, and abolishes his cultivation..."

The water spirit root spirit elephant, which was dyed deep purple by the magic breath, slowly floated from the body to mid-air, and exploded instantly after a flash between Cang Xiangxun's eyebrows, turning into spots of light and scattered around in an instant.

At the same time, there was no movement in the entire hall, only Cang Xiangxun said word by word: "There is no need to impose unwarranted charges on me, but the matter of becoming a demon is indeed voluntary."

The black gold chains locked on the limbs lost their luster in an instant because they could not feel the spiritual power. The eyes became darker and darker. Blood flowed from the pupils of the eyes, dyeing the whole scene to deep red. There was buzzing in the ears, warmth under the nose, and Fishy and sweet; Cang Xiang raised his hand to wipe off the bright red corners of his lips, and his voice was calm and powerful.

"I voluntarily fell into the magic way to exchange my Taoist companion's life. Although I feel ashamed, I have no regrets."

"As evidenced by all the immortal families, from now on, we, Cang Xiangxun, have nothing to do with Qiyaozong and Lianchengmen."

"You think it's all right?"

After regaining his senses, Su Qingchen clenched his hands violently, his sharp nails pierced into his palms, and the blood slowly soaked his fingers, "Except for the Seven Luminaries Sect, nearly a hundred people from other immortal sects died in the secret realm, what should this matter be?" how?"

Cang Xiang Xunwenyan frowned, even though his cultivation was ruined, his aura remained undiminished.

"What does their death have to do with me?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Su Qingchen's eyes were full of murderous intent, "Since you are in the company of a demon cultivator, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

"Yes, I can't get rid of it!"

"He must have colluded with that demon cultivator!"

"Just abolishing his cultivation is too cheap for him."

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Seal his soul and let him live forever without reincarnation!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ruan Qingyang seemed to hear someone laughing softly, he frowned and looked, but saw Ruan Yiqiu leaning on the soft seat, there was a trace of obvious mockery on his face.

130 years ago, it was the same Seven Luminaries Sect, the same Golden Crow Hall, and it was also dealing with demon cultivators, with the same expression.

The deepest hidden memory poured into the sea of ​​consciousness again, Ruan Qingyang narrowed his eyes, subconsciously waved his sleeves and said: "Take it!"

"Who dares to touch him!"

There was a sharp bird song in the air, and the gorgeous ice phoenix suddenly flew into the hall, and the golden light in the hall was sprinkled on the colorful feathers, making the whole hall even more dazzling.

Cang Xiangxun's body shook violently, he couldn't see anything clearly at the moment, so he could only turn his head to follow the voice, the direction happened to meet Hui Yu.

Lian Ji saw that the boy's face was covered with blood and his eyes were not in focus, so he felt a pain in his heart.He held Cang Xiangxun's hand on the bird's back, and lightly jumped onto Hui Yu with his feet. His fingertips merged into a sword intent to cut off the black gold chain, and then cast a spell and lightly tapped on his altar, only to see Cang Xiangxun two Eyes are still dull.

what happened?

"Lian Ji?" Cang Xiangxun's voice trembled slightly: "Is that you?"

Lian Ji held his hand tightly back, "It's me."

He said, "I'll take you to climb mountains and stand on your own."

The pupils of all the people in the hall lost their color, and they stared blankly at the mid-air, as if they had fallen into some kind of illusion.

This thing won't last long.

Lian Ji placed Cang Xiangxun behind him, clasped his hands around his waist with one hand.

"Grey Feather, let's go."

Bingluan spread his wings, a person in the hall blinked suddenly, he calmly glanced at the two people on the back of the bird, whether there was any trace of interference from the illusion in his clear pupils.

At the same time, Ruan Qingyang and Dongfang Lin broke free from the illusion together. Ruan Qingyang reached out and summoned the magic weapon and slammed it into the air. After hearing a few "clicks", the surrounding restrictions suddenly shattered, and a chubby mirror fell from the sky.

The ultimate magic weapon, the phantom fan fairy mirror.

Years of tacit understanding made the two of them know what was in each other's mind just by looking at each other. In the blink of an eye, the three elders of Qiyaozong disappeared in the palace in an instant, and some members of the immortal family who had returned to the gods quickly chased after them, leaving only those with a shallow cultivation base. The disciples are still immersed in the illusion.

With the whistling wind in his ears, Lian Ji let Cang Xiangxun hug him tightly. The moment he stepped into the palace just now, the infinite killing intent in his chest could hardly be suppressed.

Drenched by hostility, the gray pupils practiced and regained their clarity. Lian Ji turned his head and saw three light spots flashing out of the hall from the corner of his eye. After a moment of contemplation, he attached himself to the bird's back and patted it lightly. The ice luan immediately circled down and glides into the air Then he suddenly changed direction.

Now one of the main gates and three side gates of the Seven Luminaries Sect cannot be forcibly broken into, and there is only one way to get out.