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Ling Junwu looked at the person who claimed to be Moxi with emotion, and secretly guarded himself. This person's cultivation base is higher than him. If this person is an enemy, it may be difficult to deal with: "I don't seem to know you, I don't know if senior has What advice?"

Mo Xi didn't know if Ling Junwu remembered him or not, but these were irrelevant. He said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, it doesn't matter if you call me by my name. I'm looking for you because I need your help."

"Help?" Ling Junwu asked back, then shook his head and said, "If you can't do something with your cultivation base, I don't think I can help you."

"Oh? Really?" Mo Xi approached Ling Junwu with a smile, "I don't think so, you are carrying a strange fire, it is... Ziming Youhuo!"

Ling Junwu was startled, and stared at Mo Xi without changing his face, remained silent, thinking about the purpose of this man in secret, Ziming Youhuo was a gift from his elder brother, presumably no one except his elder brother and himself would know what he held in his hands. The origin of this strange fire.

The Ziming Youhuo is an extinct item in the demon world. Although I don't know where my brother got it, but this strange fire is extremely powerful and extremely rare. Could it be that this person has taken a fancy to the Ziming Youhuo in his hand?

Mo Xi seemed to have guessed what Ling Junwu was thinking, shook a black fan in his hand, and threw it up and down in his hand, stopping two steps away from Ling Junwu, and said: "The Ziming Youhuo has long since disappeared, such a precious thing I naturally want to have it, but I have more important things than owning Ziming Youhuo. Besides, Ziming Youhuo is extremely domineering, even if I snatch it from you, it will be difficult to refine it for my own use in a short time. I don't have that much time anymore."

Ling Junwu looked at Mo Xi suspiciously: "How do I know if what you said is true or not?"

"You have no choice, do you?"

Ling Junwu knew what this person meant. This person's cultivation might have reached the alchemy stage, and he was by no means a match for this person...

"You want to save the person in the coffin?" Mo Xi's words suddenly interrupted Ling Junwu's thoughts.

"What did you say?" Ling Junwu looked at Mo Xi in disbelief, "Could it be...do you have a solution?"

Looking at the excited person in front of him, Mo Xi's eyes flashed, and he said: "I am the son of 'Green Yao Demon Lord', one of the four major demon kings in the demon world, if you promise to help me, I will ask my father to help you see That person."

Ling Junwu couldn't judge the truth of Moxi's words, but the temptation was too great. The cultivation base of the four major demon kings in the demon world were all in the stage of transforming gods. In the eyes of ordinary monks, their supernatural powers were astonishing. If the person with the highest probability can get the help of such a person, the day when my brother wakes up will be just around the corner.

"I promise you!" The words blurted out. Ling Junwu knew that he might be a little impulsive, but he couldn't restrain himself. If he was really a cultivator at the stage of transformation, it would be impossible for him to covet these insignificant things on himself, right? "But what do you want me to do for you?"

Moxi smiled: "After arriving in the Demon Realm, I will definitely inform you in detail. I don't know what to call you?"

"Ling Junwu!"

"Fellow Daoist Ling, let's leave immediately!"

Ling Junwu didn't object, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared on the wasteland.

Half a month later, Ling Junwu and Mo Xi were standing on a cliff. There was a faint light in the middle of the cliff, a faint layer. Few people knew that this was the border between the cultivation world and the demon world.

Ling Junwu stroked the body of the coffin, and looked at the people inside softly: "Brother, I'm sorry!"

With a flash of spiritual power, the crystal coffin has been put into the spirit beast bag. The crystal coffin is also a rare treasure. Besides, Ling Junwu has added a magic circle to gather spiritual power on it, which can connect to the outside of the crystal coffin to gather spiritual power to nourish Ling at all times. The reincarnated body, if it is not a last resort, he is not willing to put his brother into this kind of thing, but unfortunately the storage bracelet given by his brother and the general storage bag can not hold living things, otherwise, put it in the storage Putting it in the bracelet is also hundreds of times better than putting it in the spirit beast bag.

"Fellow Daoist Ling, let's go! This barrier that separates the demon world from the cultivation world is not dangerous, but the resistance is greater." After Mo Xi finished speaking, he jumped down first.

Ling Junwu followed closely behind, but when he first came into contact with the barrier, his body was squeezed so hard that it was almost suffocating.

"That bastard Moxi!" Ling Junwu cursed secretly.

With both feet on the ground, it is already evening in the Demon Realm. The space here looks the same as the Cultivation Realm. The last ray of the sun disappears. As night falls, the temperature suddenly drops. will be affected.

Of course, this temperature can only affect low-level cultivators in the Qi refining stage. As for Ling Junwu, who has entered the Dzogchen foundation stage, he can turn a blind eye to it.

"This is the Demon Realm?" Ling Junwu looked up at the night sky. The moon has come out, very round and big. It is not the white and bright moonlight like the Cultivation Realm and the Human Realm. The surface of the moon here has a hazy lavender layer. Look carefully Go, the bloody red in it seems to give people a strange and ominous feeling.

Mo Xi waved the black folding fan in his hand, and a magical beast that was trying to sneak attack from behind the two of them was swallowed by this powerful force, blood and flesh splashed, bloody air spread around, and the devilish energy surged from his body, looking at Ling Junwu Said: "Compared with the cultivation world, the scenery in the Demon Realm is not quite as good. If you have time, I will definitely take Brother Ling to enjoy it. Now, let's leave here first. The night in the Demon Realm is not peaceful, especially in this wilderness. ah!"

"Where is this place?" Ling Junwu didn't need to turn his head to know that several monsters had appeared behind him, and they were staring at them.

Mo Xi chuckled: "This is the Valley of Demonic Beasts. We are lucky. This is only the edge of the Valley of Demonic Beasts. If we fall into the den of Demonic Beasts, I'm afraid you and I will become their big meal."

Ling Junwu dodged a magical beast that was rushing towards him, and his figure disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, his body was already suspended in the air. He glanced at Moxi, hesitated and asked, "When crossing the two worlds, where should I go?" Is it beyond your control?"

"Of course not. After crossing the barrier between the two worlds, only God knows where he will fall." Moxi spread his hands together, and performed a technique of shrinking the ground to an inch, and his figure appeared in the distance in the blink of an eye.

Ling Junwu looked at the dark forest below speechlessly, turned around and disappeared into the air.

The two of them drove for a whole month, looking at the majestic city in front of them, Mo Xi breathed a sigh of relief, "It's finally here!"

"Qingyao City..." Ling Junwu looked at the domineering three words on the tall city gate, and he understood in his heart that this must be Moxi's home, Demon Lord Qingyao!Hope everything goes well bro...

"Brother Ling, let's go into the city."

Moxiu, who was guarding the city gate, looked at the people who came over, saluted Moxi respectfully, and said in unison: "Welcome the young master back to the city!"

Mo Xi responded lightly, and asked, "What happened in the city recently?"

"Reporting to the young master, it's not a big deal, but Shaojun Yun came to the city a few months ago, and he is still a guest at the mansion."

"Yun Sangyu? He's already here! Looks like he can't wait any longer." Mo Xi said to Ling Junwu, "Let's go!"

The guards didn't look sideways, and turned their heads to look at Ling Junwu's back after the two left. One of them asked, "Why did the young master bring a person from the cultivation world? What is the identity of that person?"

"How can you and I speculate about the young master?"

In the city, only people above the golden core stage are allowed to fly in the sky, and Ling Junwu is only at the foundation stage, so Mo Xi accompanied Ling Junwu to walk in the city.

Moxi lived in the city lord's mansion in the center of the city. As soon as he returned to the mansion, Yun Sangyu had already received the news. He came out of his guest room, came to Moxi, glanced at Ling Junwu, then looked away without asking any more questions. What.

"Sang Yu!" Mo Xi nodded to his friend and asked the servants beside him, "Is my father in the mansion?"

"Returning to the young master, the lord has retreated ten years ago, and has not yet left."

"You go down first!" Mo Xi sighed secretly. He might not be able to fulfill his promise to Ling Junwu for a while, so he looked at Yun Sangyu and Ling Junwu and said, "Let's discuss in the hall."

Yun Sangyu sat across from Ling Junwu, tilted her head and glanced at Moxi, then stared at Ling Junwu: "Moxi, why don't you introduce this one first?"

Mo Xi nodded, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "This is Brother Ling Jun Wuling. Brother Ling is carrying a strange fire, Ziming Youhuo."

"Purple Nether Fire?" Yun Sangyu was taken aback, and looked at Ling Junwu meaningfully, "I didn't expect Brother Ling to be such a secretive person, I don't know where Brother Ling got the Purple Nether Fire here?"

Ling Junwu has been uneasy since he entered Qingyao City, and he didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong, but he was still very calm facing the two of them, and said: "I got it by accident from an ancient ruin." I won't say much here.

The two knew that Ling Junwu didn't want to say more about the origin of the strange fire, so they didn't ask any more questions, after all, as long as they could help them, that would be fine.

"Brother Moxi, I wonder when senior will be able to leave the customs?" Ling Junwu is most concerned about his elder brother. If the Qingyao Demon Lord does not leave the customs for decades or a hundred years, he can't wait.

Mo Xi naturally knew Ling Junwu's concerns, but he had no choice but to say, "Brother Ling must be tired after rushing for many days, how about going to rest first?"

Ling Junwu was silent for a moment and replied: "Okay!"

Only Mo Xi and Yun Sangyu were left in the hall.

"Moxi, this time you have been in the cultivation world for more than 20 years, but you didn't find the spirit blade, but you found Ziming Youhuo instead?"

Mo Xi tapped the armrest of the chair a few times, and said: "The combination of the spirit blade and the magic blade has a seventy-eight chance of opening the entrance to the secret realm of the devil abyss, but if you use the Zimingyouhuo, there is a very good chance."

The worry on Yun Sangyu's face did not disappear, and he looked at his friend solemnly: "Of course I know this. Is it a little wrong to just let a person from the cultivation world enter the secret realm of my demon world?"

Moxi showed an inscrutable smile: "Ziming Youhuo has been extinct in my demon world, Sang Yu, would you be willing to let it go after seeing it? When that Ling Junwu is useless to us, why don't you let us go?" Deal with it!"

"I thought Mo Xi already regarded this person as a friend. If that's the case, then I won't be polite." Yun Sangyu licked his lips, that person's body looks very delicious!