That Demon Lord doesn't want to live

Yelan squatted on the ground looking at the disappearing gravel and drew a formation diagram with his hands, "This is what I drew while watching the moving directions of those tornadoes outside. What the Demon Lord did when he had nothing to do is not very useful but to hide some waste."

Xue Minxin understood with a little bit of supernatural power, "My brother said that the wind here was set by Qingming Mozun to cover up the ruins of the Qiang River."

Ye Lan and You Rongyan: "My younger brother is really smart." Ye Lan pulled Xue Min to stand up, "Now that you know what formation this is, it will be easy to break it. This formation is different from others and requires someone to hold the formation. I guess that person It should be trapped in the monument of sighs by someone."

"Yeah." Xue Min smiled at Ye Lan, "It seems that we are going to go back to the old man to know that there may be difficulties."

Ye Lan also laughed. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out all the pills in it. With a flick of his middle finger, the porcelain bottle shot out, and a ray of light gradually appeared following the trace of the bottle flying out. .

Ye Lan looked at the ray of light and pulled Xue Min up, "Let's go, let's dig him out."

It took half a cup of tea for the porcelain bottle to land on the ground. Ye Lan bent down and picked it up, wiped off the yellow sand on the bottle, stuffed it back into the jade pendant at her waist, and tapped the bottle under her feet with Wuhen Yellow sand, after a long time, there was a muffled response from under the yellow sand. Ye Lan squatted down to estimate the depth and made a three-point comparison to Xue Min. A three-meter hole was dug in the yellow sand under their feet.

There was a rustling sound of digging in the sandpit, and Weng Zhixu got his head out after a while.Ye Lan glanced at the approaching tornado not far away, Xue Min turned around and threw the Mercy Sword to prop up the [-]-meter-high knotted wall to firmly block the dozens of tornadoes ten meters away.

Only then Weng Zhixu dragged the stone tablet on his leg out of the pit and complained, "You guys are really slow."

"You should have some fun if you can come." Ye Lan knocked on the stele with Wuhen and poked it, but he didn't get half of it in.Ye Lan let out a cry and widened his eyes in surprise. The Wuhen in his hand was made from Wannian Bamboo. It shouldn't even poke a hole.

Seeing the undamaged stele, Xue Min stretched out his hand to touch it, and Ye Lan immediately knelt down and pulled his hand up to take a look, seeing that his fingertips were torn, he put it to his mouth and blew a lesson, "Why? You dare to touch anything with your hands, fortunately the spirit on this stone tablet is not heavy, otherwise your hand would have been cut off with layers of flesh and blood."

Xue Min listened to his lesson with a smile, and Ye Lan's heart trembled because of his smile, and she couldn't say anything serious, and a glint of light came out of her hand, and wiped away the scars on Xue Min's palm.

When the scars on Xue Min's palm disappeared without a trace, Ye Lan raised Wuhen's hand and injected spiritual power into the stone tablet, and even though the tablet let out a cry of surprise, the sound seemed to be that someone was almost stabbed. Unable to avoid the sound of congratulations, Yelan roiled around in the stele holding Wuhen.

The person inside the stele finally begged for mercy, "Don't disturb it, don't disturb it." His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he hadn't drank water for a long time and was dry and uncomfortable.

Ye Lan sneered and said, "Finally, I am willing to make a sound, the old man will stop the wind outside."

The person in the stele sighed as if he was about to lose his breath, "The old man is trapped here and can't get out, can't stop."

Wuhen shook Ye Lan's hand, and the white sword light leaked out from the stone tablet, and within three breaths, the stone tablet was shaken to pieces, and the old man sighed as if the tablet was broken, as if he had unloaded a thousand gold and heavy stones He let out a relaxed sigh, and he crawled out of the pile of rubble after a while. He was wearing a tattered robe, his body bones were rattling non-stop, and his gray hair and pale face looked at the same man. dead.

Xue Min held the sword of mercy and rummaged back and forth in the broken stone tablet but found no trace of Ye Lan's spirit. He put the sword on the old man's throat with a cold face, "Where is the thing holding you?"

Hearing this, Ye Lan frowned and squeezed the old man's wrist to breathe in some spiritual energy. After a while, the spiritual energy gathered around the old man's heart. Ye Lan looked indifferently at the dying old man on the ground and said with a sneer, " Is he thinking that I am soft-hearted and dare not kill anyone?"

"What do you mean?" Weng Zhixu shook off the yellow sand on his head, squatted beside the old man, stretched out his hand and probed, then hissed and looked at Yelan in disbelief, "Devil Lord, soul... soul"

With downcast eyes, Ye Lan took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, poured a pill into her mouth, and said softly, "Hanging the old man's breath on his heart."

Xue Min's face became even colder, that man's thoughts were really poisonous, he stabbed the old man's heart and then used Ye Lan's spirit to hang the old man's breath so that he could not seek death if he wanted to live.If they took the spirit, the old man would not be able to live.Xue Min's eyes drooped slightly, and he sneered in his heart, did that person know that Ye Lan's soft heart would not implicate the innocent?Since he is doing the work, why does his elder brother have to do it.

Xue Min swung the sword of mercy on his wrist and stabbed at the old man's heart, Ye Lan stretched out his hand to stop him, "No rush, it's not too late to strike after I finish asking."

The old man was so hard that he couldn't even sit on it like a rock. Xue Min raised a sword and built a small sand dune for him, and helped him to lean on it. Then he took a water bottle and fed him some water. The old man had been thirsty for many years and now he drank it. He didn't want to stop the water, but Yelan couldn't see it and was worried that he would strangle him to death, so he asked Xue Min to put the kettle away.

The old man quenched his thirst and could barely see his expression. Ye Lan squatted in front of him and asked, "Are you from Fuji Mountain?"

The old man nodded, and said slowly in a hoarse voice, "I was the right elder under Demon Venerable Qingming, and my name was Kushile."

Yelan had heard of this person in Mount Fuji, and the elder Fuji Twelve Generals under Demon Venerable Qingming's seat were the main force that besieged Xupan Mountain back then.It is said that one of the elders on the left and right is good at martial arts and the other is good at literature, the elder on the left is the leader of the army, and the elder on the right is the strategist.After Qingming Demon Venerable went dormant back then, Elder You stayed in Fuji Mountain for a while and then suddenly disappeared. Everyone thought he defected while taking advantage of Qingming Demon's respect and cultivation. Trapped in the Qiang River.

"Then why are you trapped here?" Weng Zhixu waved his fan, sending the yellow sand all over his body flying around.

Ye Lan was thrown in the face by the yellow sand that Weng Zhixu fanned, Xue Min frowned and raised his hand to snatch the fan from his hand, and said to Na Kushile, "You are the one who found the successor of the Demon Lord!" of."

Ku Shile nodded with remorse on his face, he sighed heavily and said regretfully, "The Immortal Gate was severely damaged in the first battle, and Fuji Mountain also suffered heavy losses. When the time came, he felt unwilling, so he searched through the ancient books and finally discovered the secret technique of seizing the house in a single copy."

"Seize the house, rebirth." Ye Lan murmured and repeated, and finally let out a cold snort. This seizing the house and rebirth is a recognized sorcery that was banned by everyone thousands of years ago, and all the classics related to the practice were destroyed. Ruo Qingming Demon Venerable If one really practiced this technique, Mount Fuji would definitely become the public enemy of the heaven and earth.

Kushile coughed heavily for a while and then said, "The art of seizing the house is a sorcery, and it has high requirements on the person who has been seized. In addition to the absolute fit of the body, the most important thing is that the spiritual roots cannot be mixed, otherwise even if the house is seized Human beings can't practice. Before the old devil practiced, he was originally a descendant of the Xiao family in Jinzhong. He searched for several years in the secular Xiao family's lineage according to the solitary records, and finally found a man who was born on the same month and the same day as him in Qianghe. children."

Ye Lan lowered her eyes and asked somewhat obscurely, "What's the child's name?"

Ku Shile slowly said "Xiao Yan".

Ye Lan couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment. Although he had guessed before, he still had so much doubt. He couldn't believe that senior brother Xiao who had been with him for 17 years and who cared for Mu Xuanqing actually had ulterior motives.During those years in Shangqingshan, he was a modest gentleman, gentle and elegant, and his words and deeds were upright and articulate. Although he was not a direct disciple of the master, he was loved by all the teachers and uncles. Everyone admires Ding Xianjun, but now it is discovered that all his actions are to cover up his identity as the successor of the demon king. He has done so many sinister and vicious things in places unknown to everyone. How deep is it to be able to take those heinous things as if they didn't happen without shame, and then show a righteous and awe-inspiring look to everyone.

For a moment, Yelan's mind was full of Xiao Yan's face, smiling, vicious, gentle, fierce, and all kinds of faces made his blood churn and his mind was unstable.

Seeing this, Xue Min immediately took out a rocking chair from Qiankun's sleeve, helped Ye Lan to sit on the chair and sat down, looking at him worriedly, Ye Lan sat on the chair with a pale face and forced a smile with the corners of her lips curled up, "It's okay, it's just that I can't calm down." That's all."

Xue Min squatted beside Ye Lan and took out the Soul Condensation Pill, crushed it into water mist and seeped into his body, Ye Lan stabilized his mind and asked, "Since Demon Lord Qingming is looking for Xiao Yan to seize the house Why did you give up again?"

"It's not that I gave up." Kushile shook his head and gasped for breath with some difficulty, and he spoke faster, "Although the old devil has found someone, his soul is too powerful, and Xiao Yan, a child who has never practiced, can't bear it at all." , so the old devil secretly sent me to Qianghe to teach him how to practice as a casual cultivator. In order to better integrate his spirit and Xiao Yan's body, the old devil refined Yindan with his own painstaking efforts. , told me to give Xiao Yan a pill every day."

Ye Lan clenched her hands and said coldly, "Yin Dan?"

Ku Shile hummed, and Ye Lan's face immediately turned ugly and asked, "How long have you been feeding Xiao Yan?"

"Ten years." Ku Shile didn't know, so seeing Ye Lan's face was so cold, he added, "Yin Dan needs to be taken all year round, and it needs to accumulate in the human body to a certain extent before it can work."

Xue Min asked with a sinking heart, "Do you still have that elixir?"

Trembling, Ku Shile took out a small dark red bottle from his arms and handed it to Ye Lan, "There is only one bottle left, and Xiao Yan took all the rest."

Ye Lan reached out to take the porcelain bottle and poured out a small blood-red pill from it. The pill was the size of a soybean, and traces of blood could be faintly seen in the transparent red. Ye Lan was very familiar with the sweetness in the air. The hawthorn soup he drank every day was so slightly sweet and greasy, especially the bowl of soup he drank in Mu Xuanqing's room on the day he came out of the climbing ladder was sweet and greasy.

Ye Lan crushed the porcelain bottle in his hand, and felt a chill run down his spine, and a sudden surge of fear made him shiver uncontrollably.Ten years, Xiao Yan took that Yindan for ten years, how many years did he take it for himself, Ye Lan's shoulders were half-hanging and his heart was desolate and desolate, Xiao Yan had already calculated everything from the moment they met, the most ridiculous thing It was that person who led him to him himself, and even caused the death of his master, brother and uncle.Ye Lan stared blankly at the powder in the porcelain vase in his hand, thinking to himself how much enmity he had with Xiao Yan in his previous life, which caused the two of them to get entangled with each other.