After reconciliation with Jianzun

The demon threatened the girl's life and tried to get the four to let it go.

In the boundless night, the demon shouted with all his might, but the girl was silent all the time, she just looked at Sheng Jian silently and shed hot tears.

Sheng Jian can freeze the demon, but the demon's claws are too close to the girl's neck, and if there is a slight error, it is hopeless.

Ye Zhili temporarily turned his attention away from the corpse, and stared at the monster closely. At this moment, some chaotic sounds gradually came from all around.

The night is too quiet, the town is not big, and there are few people. Maybe they are used to helping and helping. After the townspeople were awakened by the movement here, they all came over wearing coats and holding torches, wanting to see what happened. Is there anything I can do to help you.

The successive lights illuminated the confronting sides more and more clearly. Seeing that the girl was held hostage by a demon, the townspeople panicked and started to kneel down towards the four of them.

"I beg the immortal to save Xiaohui!"

"Xiaohui's parents died when she was young, so she's the only one left in the family!"

It turned out that this girl was called Xiaohui.

More and more townspeople are petitioning, the demon seems to have seen hope, finally stopped roaring, and began to negotiate with the four people: "I know that there are disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion guarding Pingze Town, you are not allowed to follow, wait until I leave safely , I will let her go."

Four people are not allowed to follow, and they have to safely leave the guards surrounded by disciples. Even if the demons are really let go, Xiaohui may not survive.

The demon took Xiaohui to the main road slowly, and if he walked a few more steps, he might really let him run away!

Ye Zhili tugged at Sheng Jian's sleeve in desperation, and with a frown, he gave Sheng Jian a look.

Seeing Sheng Jian nodded slightly, he pretended to be shocked and looked behind the monster, and shouted loudly: "Master Ji! Why are you here!"

Ji Taxue? !

The demon subconsciously cast a glance behind him.

At the same time, Sheng Jian concentrated on freezing the monster's sharp claws into a popsicle, just in case, even Xiaohui's neck was frozen with a solid layer of ice.

The moment Ye Zhili made a move in Shengjian, he rushed up holding Yanzhu, and when the monster realized something was wrong and turned back, the coldly glowing sword had already sunk into its chest.

He can distinguish the serious from the serious, now is not the time to be hypocritical, when Feizhou Shengjian asked him about Yan Zhu, he had a bit of a temper, but now that Xiaohui's life is hanging by a thread, that sentimental sentiment is not worth mentioning.

He hit a hit, but he didn't like to fight, he immediately pulled out Yanzhu amidst the exclamation of everyone, and raised his foot to kick the demon's chest wound.

At the same time, he pulled Xiao Hui into his arms with his left hand, and quickly flew back to the side of Sheng Jian.

Sheng Jian cast the spell again after he rescued Xiao Hui, a cold light flashed, and the monster was frozen solid from head to toe.

In such a short time, the situation was reversed again.

The two cooperate tacitly and trust each other. They can understand what the other wants to do and what they can do with just one look.

As soon as Xiaohui landed on the ground, she ran back to the townspeople and was hugged by her shoulders. Her fear and fear were finally released, and she buried her head and cried loudly.

Ye Zhili looked at Xiaohui's back, and couldn't help showing a slightly smug smile.

Great, saved.

He put Yan Zhu back into the scabbard, raised his right hand and stretched it out in front of Sheng Jian, wanting him to give him a high five.

However, no response was received.

When he turned his head in doubt and his eyes touched the still calm expression of the other party, he suddenly reacted belatedly.

Oops!

He also forgot that the two had reconciled, he is now Ye Zi's business!

He was quite embarrassed in his heart, blinked embarrassingly, and planned to put his hand down.

However, Sheng Jian suddenly raised his wrist at this moment, and his two palms touched each other lightly and lightly.

The inconspicuous sound of collision was not worth mentioning in the cheers and cries of the crowd, but it fell in Ye Zhili's ears, and it happened to be like thunder descending from the sky.

Sheng Jian's face was stern, but his eyes shone with flickering fire, as if the entire sea was on fire.

Just like him.

It is obviously the strongest ice spirit root in the cultivation world. With a sword coming out of Kyushu, there is kindness and warmth under the layers of ice, which makes people fall into it easily and willingly.

Xu Song had already gone to appease Xiaohui and the townspeople, while Yao Wu watched the high-fives that seemed to be stalemate for a thousand years, and his upper body, which was originally standing like a pine and cypress, could not help but lean back.

What happened to these two people...

He coughed lightly, but couldn't get in by himself, so he ran to the ice block in three steps at a time, trying to study the reason why the monster inside hid the breath in the human body.

Ye Zhili woke up like a dream, quickly withdrew his palm, and turned to look for the corpse in the sack.

When he saw this person at first sight, he felt familiar, and he didn't remember it until just now.

He didn't know if anything happened in the 20 years after his death, but at least 20 years ago, this person was a formation master in the cultivation world, named Ren Xinghe.

At a formation exchange conference, he met Ren Xinghe and read Ren Xinghe's manuscript.

Although Ren Xinghe was a casual cultivator, he was well-known, so why did he die quietly in this remote Pingze town?

He looked back at Sheng Jian behind him: "It's Ren Xinghe."

Sheng Jian also showed a little doubt: "Ren Xinghe?"

Ye Zhili closed his eyes and said offended, then he found a storage bag on Ren Xinghe's body. On the back of the storage bag were embroidered a few exquisite small characters, which was exactly Ren Xinghe's name.

He looked at Ren Xinghe's wound again, the body was separated, and some demon energy could still be seen from the broken part.

Xu Shi accidentally encountered the demon just now in Pingze Town, was deceived by the human form, and was attacked when he was unprepared.

He shared his conjecture with Sheng Jian, sighed and said, "Let's bury Master Ren..."

After receiving Sheng Jian's response, he planned to restrain the corpse.

He hugged Ren Xinghe's head, trying to close those unrepentant eyes, but no matter how many times he closed them, those eyes would open again.

what happened?

Just as he was puzzled, something suddenly fell out of Ren Xinghe's arms and rolled straight at his feet.

It was a round object shaped like a compass. He picked it up and saw that there were dense arrays engraved on it.

This thing has no thickness, how could it fall from Ren Xinghe's arms by such a coincidence, and roll at his feet so precisely?

Sheng Jian said: "It is about Ren Xinghe who has a spirit after death, and wants to give this thing to you."

Ye Zhili held the compass, and reached out to meet Ren Xinghe's eyes again.

This time the eyes did not open again, and the expression on the head tended to be relieved.

Is this compass really for him?

Ye Zhili looked at the compass in his hand again.

The compass is about the size of two palms, and the whole body is black. The front is full of formation patterns, which are full and dense, making people feel that their heads are big at first glance.

But Ye Zhili's accomplishments in formations in his previous life were far beyond ordinary people, and he knew a little about Ren Xinghe's habits, so he figured out something quickly.

"This seems to be... a magic weapon for hunting demons."

He injected some spiritual power into the formation, and the light flashed across the board, and the formations rose into the air one by one, hung at an arm's length above the board, and then fell down again, like a bright purple rain curtain.

And the back of the compass also had lines protruding. He held the compass up to look at it, and three square ancient characters were engraved on it - Yaoyao Pan.

"Distinguish the demon plate!"

The two looked at each other and thought of something at the same time.

Ye Zhili went to look at the raised formations carefully, and muttered in his mouth: "Use the blood of a demon..."

With a pinch of Sheng Jian's fingers, he took a drop of thick blood from the monster not far away through the ice layer.

Ye Zhili pointed to the center of the disc and said, "Put it here."

All the purple rain fell back onto the plate, and with the drop of demon blood as the midpoint, a finger-long pointer was formed, which spun rapidly.

It's just that he waited for a long time, but the pointer still didn't stop, and the trajectory didn't look like a regular circle.

"Could it be a half-finished product?"

He took a few steps around with the demon disc, but the pointer still didn't show signs of stopping.

Outside the alley with rows of torches lit, Yao Wu tapped left and right at the ice sculpture, as if he wanted to figure out what it was all about on the spot, while Xu Song was still appeasing the townspeople. Zhong Xixi haha ​​laughed constantly.

The flames could barely reach the entrance of the alley, and he and Sheng Jian stood in the shadows, with only the faint purple light shining from the demon disk in their hands.

A wind passed through the alley, lifting a strand of black hair hanging from his sideburns, and a locust tree of unknown family next to it, its branches and leaves were flourishing, rustling.

He looked down at the Yaoyao Discrimination Pan, and suddenly realized something. Coolness climbed up from his back, and he felt chills all over his body.

Could it be...

Ye Zhili took a step back and stood side by side with Sheng Jian.

As if afraid of being heard by someone, he subconsciously turned his face towards Sheng Jian's ear.

"This town... is full of monsters..."

The warm breath was too close, and Sheng Jian's heartbeat couldn't help but fluctuate, just like the light sound of the palms touching just now, he lost all five senses, only the sense of smell was particularly compelling.

It is like the first handful of snow in winter pressing on the pine branches, which is clear and distant.

He collected himself and asked, "What?"

Ye Zhili didn't think about it, only Sheng Jian couldn't believe it: "Why did the monster hide in Pingze Town? Is it because the people from Xuanjian Pavilion are about to catch up when we get here? Since it can hold hostages and Escape, why didn't you hold him hostage early, and wait for us to come before doing it?"

Pingze Town must have become a stronghold of demons long ago, but no one has discovered it.

Ren Xinghe came to Pingze Town for some unknown reason, and discovered the problem in Pingze Town by relying on the monster identification disc, but he was outnumbered and died miserably.

The monster originally wanted to inquire about some news near Xuanjian Pavilion, but was discovered, and had no choice but to flee back to Pingze Town to survive.

The mayor is also a monster. In order to hide the secret of the town, he deliberately let Xiaohui bleed and get injured.

There are two types of demons in this world, one is born demons, and the other is demons possessed by humans, and the blood of the latter is red.

And their focus is on the original demon hidden in the human body, so they naturally ignore this point, let alone guess the secret of the town.

Whether they were afraid that they would conduct a house-to-house search tomorrow and find Ren Xinghe's body, or that the mayor wanted to let the four of them leave quickly to keep a secret, that monster came out.

Ren Xinghe's monster discrimination disk is not broken, it is only spinning non-stop because there are monsters everywhere!

If they really do what the village head wants, catch the monster and leave...

Ye Zhili didn't dare to think any more, and held the hand that identified the Yaopan a little tighter.

After listening to his reasoning, Sheng Jian looked out of the alley with stern eyes, and said in a low voice, "Remind Yao Wu and Xu Song first."