After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili took a closer look at the Sword of Dust, except that its spiritual power was a little weaker, and there was nothing damaged.

Mostly because of too much spiritual power consumption, it changed back to the original form.

Xia Xingchui also came over to take a look, and comforted him: "Don't worry, it must be due to excessive consumption, take it back and show Elder Gong a look."

The magic circle at the bottom of the peak was still in operation, Mozhaofeng had to be watched by someone, Wen Mo stayed behind, and Xia Xinghui returned to the main peak to preside over the overall situation.

Although the magic circle has absorbed most of the dead energy, some of it is still floating in the fairy alliance, and the disciples need to fight against it by themselves. All kinds of spiritual power are shining everywhere in the fairy alliance, and it is not known when it will be the end. How many casualties will there be.

Under the leadership of the guards, Ye Zhili found Uncle Gong Yang, the elder of the Immortal Alliance who practiced both refining weapons and magic circles, he could tell at a glance that Lu Huanchen was fine, as long as he put it in a place with sufficient spiritual energy and nourished it for a period of time, he would heal himself .

However, going deep into the center of the abyss of death will inevitably be somewhat affected.

He also learned some swordsmanship with Sheng Jian, but Gong Yangbo only knows how to refine weapons and magic circles, and basically has no fighting ability, and now he has nothing to do, so he just helped him repair the Chen Huan Sword.

I've been worrying about Lu Juchen just now, and I didn't feel too much when I was emotional, but now when I calm down, my head starts to feel dizzy again.

Ye Zhili once again made a clear decision for himself, but this time it was useless.

He must be too tired, he thought.

Confronting the dream monster in the dream, and seeing Zong Xiangling's death after waking up, Xu Ming came to the door, and before he had a rest, he rushed to the bottom of Mozhao Peak to make a magic circle, which was indeed a bit exhausting for the spirit.

Gong Yangbo and him developed some friendship when they strengthened the defensive circle of the Immortal League, and seeing that his complexion was a little pale, he advised him to rest here for a while.

Considering that he would miss Lu Jiachen, he even allowed him to rest in the refining room without any hesitation.

It can be seen how much Uncle Gong Yang likes this junior who has no fate of master and apprentice.

Ye Zhili was very polite, and expressed his gratitude to Uncle Gong Yang, but the crafting technique was private, even if it was just to help repair it, since he did not become Uncle Gong Yang's disciple, he shouldn't stay any longer, so he went outside.

He waited for a while, feeling a little exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already night.

He wiped his face and felt much more awake.

Uncle Gong Yang was coming back from outside, holding a long transparent container in his hand, he greeted him kindly: "Are you awake?"

Ye Zhili stood up immediately: "Elder Gong has worked hard, how about Luan Chen?"

Gong Yangbo signaled him to open the door, and the two walked in together.

The Dust Sword was hanging in the center of the refining room, and with a movement of Gong Yangbo's fingertips, it slowly fell into the vessel.

Gong Yangbo took out a gourd from the storage bag, poured in some liquid with a lot of spiritual power, and it was dyed a beautiful purple in an instant.

"It will be fine after a few more days."

Ye Zhili said happily: "Thank you, Elder Gong."

The utensil was placed on a platform half as high as a person, and he walked over and waved at Chen Huan Jian: "Lang Chen?"

The Chen Huan Sword swayed up and down in the liquid, as if responding to him.

The consciousness is still there, and it seems to be in good condition.

Now Ye Zhili is even more happy.

Fortunately, there are surprises and no dangers.

Uncle Gong Yang had obviously heard about what happened at Mo Zhaofeng, and he said with emotion: "Fortunately, the sword spirit has no soul, otherwise it might not be possible to come out from the bottom of the peak."

Ye Zhili replied: "Lucky among misfortunes, God bless the cultivation world, God bless the people."

Uncle Gong Yang nodded kindly: "That's right, God bless the cultivation world, God bless the common people, that's why the devil's treacherous plan didn't succeed."

Speaking of monsters, the atmosphere couldn't help but become more dignified.

All kinds of things happened before, and Ye Zhili didn't have time to think about it at all. Now his thoughts are much clearer, and he suddenly noticed something from Gong Yangbo's words.

He looked at the ups and downs of the purple liquid in the container, and remembered the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle stolen by the Demon Lord.

The Hunyuan Qiankun bottle is an ancient artifact, even if it is broken, it will still have a great sense of existence.

But they didn't find anything at the bottom of the peak, which means that the Mozun took it away.

Is Mozun planning to use Hunyuan Qiankun to bottle something?

What are you wearing?

Thinking of this, he thought of what Zhong Xi said before he died, that Mozun had been looking for something, and now he has found it...

The purpose of Mozun is to allow demons to enter reincarnation and solve the problem of death. His rebirth may be a test for Mozun.

Because it depends on how people rely on the rebirth of the soul and find clues from it.

Lou Jingtong is also an experiment of the Demon Lord, Lou Jingtong's rebirth...

Yellow spring water!

Ye Zhili's pupils suddenly constricted.

Mu Yongge's voice rang in his ears.

"I heard a rumor in Xuanjian Pavilion - Xuanjian Pavilion was built on top of Huangquan."

He originally thought that Xuanjian Pavilion would make things difficult for the liaison envoys sent in order not to be coerced by the Xianmeng. Sheng Jian and Hei Wuchang often had one in white and the other in black, just like Wuchang in black and white, that's why there were such rumors.

But Tao Zizhen specially chose a body to go to the Xuanjian Pavilion for him to be reborn, and the Xuanjian Pavilion is the most important point for the monsters to attack, it is the front line of the war between immortals and demons, and the demon king once appeared in Xushuizhou...

Could it be that Huang Quan is really under the Xuanjian Pavilion? !

If so, Xuanjian Pavilion is in danger!

Uncle Gong Yang has an enchantment defense here, Lu Juchen's safety is not a problem, Ye Zhili immediately bid farewell to Uncle Gong Yang and went to find Xia Xingchui.

We must quickly find a way to notify Pavilion Master Ji and the others.

Fortunately, in case anything happened to him, Xia Xingchui specially assigned him a guard. After saying that he wanted to find Xia Xingchui, the guard took him to the square of Xianmeng.

It's just that he didn't go at the right time.

Now most of the disciples are gathered in the square. The doctor’s treatment has just come to an end, and they are all packing their things. Xia Xingchui is standing on the high platform with a letter in his hand, listening to the words of an elder, nodding his head from time to time. The last two sentences.

Behind the elder, there were several people lined up, waiting to report with different expressions.

Looks busy.

Ye Zhili decided to wait for a while, he couldn't make it, and it wasn't suitable for him to make it.

Once the dead energy accumulated in the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle for 30 years is released, even if they activate the magic circle at the bottom of Mozhao Peak, the remaining volume is still not small. Many disciples in the square are sitting on the ground, and the most important thing is their buttocks Put a cushion under it, it can be seen that I am tired all day.

Even in such a spacious open-air place, the smell of medicine is very strong, Ye Zhili sprinkled it all over his eyes, at least the disciples in the square were not seriously injured.

He also saw a few acquaintances among them, Yang Hongchang, Mu Yongge, and even Shi Bin who had just been promoted to the inner sect were there.

He lifted his feet and walked down the steps, but his eyes went dark, and he almost fell down on his face.

Fortunately, there is a railing next to it, otherwise I will lose my adulthood.

what happened?

He shook his head, maybe it was because he was walking too fast this way, and the discomfort before going to bed resurfaced again, he wondered which doctor was free and could help him find out what was going on with him .

The disciples were all talking about the disaster of the Immortal League, and their guesses could be described as wild and unconstrained, and they all sounded different, but they were filled with righteous indignation.

At this time, Xia Xingchui's calm and convincing voice came from the stage mixed with spiritual power.

Ye Zhili paused, and looked towards the high platform with the other disciples who all stood up.

Xia Xingchui first spoke hard words, and then ordered his disciples to form a team of ten to search every corner of the Immortal League to ensure that there was no death.

The lord of the Xianmeng has been busy all day long, but his complicated attire does not lose his appearance in the slightest. Just like the Dinghaishenzhen of the Xianmeng, just standing there is enough to become a pillar for everyone. idea.

"Personal safety must be the main priority. In case of uncertain or unsolvable matters, inform the nearby officers as soon as possible, and don't risk your life."

Disciple Qi Qi answered "Yes", and after Xia Xingchui signaled that he could act, he spontaneously formed a team.

Seeing that his disciples had to go to work, Ye Zhili was embarrassed to drag someone to see a doctor for him, so he turned around and planned to find Xia Xingchui.

He passed through the crowd in the opposite direction, double images had already begun to appear in front of his eyes, no matter how dull he was, he realized that something was wrong with him.

While passing by, I vaguely heard several disciples whispering.

"I heard that Mo Zhaofeng's spiritual veins have been disabled, what a pity, I don't know who did it, but it was able to break Mo Zhaofeng's barrier!"

"It must be a demon. I ran for a day today, and I just asked the doctor to drink a sip of water while he was recovering from the injury, but I was really angry."

"Let's be content with being alive. I don't know how many people died at the outer door. Even the monks at the inner door died. Now I don't know how many things are hidden in the Immortal League. Tonight is still very long..."

"Hey, the monster formed by the dead energy is also a monster, can you detect the monster disk?"

"I'll try... it moved! Wait, why is it so close?!"

Are there monsters around? !

Ye Zhili cheered up and looked at the disciple who made the sound, and the disciple was holding the demon disk in his hand, and the pointer on it was pointing at him.

?

Wait, pointing at whom?

The two sides looked at each other, and fell into a daze at the same time.

The companion who was holding the demon identification disc disciple knew him, and said with a stiff smile: "Your demon identification disc is broken, this is Ye Zi, the demon identification disc was created by someone else, don't be ashamed, look at mine."

The companion took out his own demon identification disk from the storage bag and injected spiritual power, the pointer rotated a few times, and it was still firmly locked on him.

Ye Zhili looked at the slender pointer with a dignified expression.

Since it wasn't a problem with the monster identification disc, it was a problem with him.

Several disciples came to their senses, swearing and backing away quickly, and one of the younger ones couldn't help shouting.

"Yaoyaoyaoyao?!!!"

"What monster?"

"Where are the monsters?!"

Hearing the voice, the disciples of the Xianmeng spontaneously surrounded him. He was trapped in the center, trying to mobilize his spiritual power to make himself more awake, but found that there was not even a trace of spiritual power left in his body.

The disciple in front of him had already erected his saber, and he saw his current appearance from the sword.

His complexion was gray, and the eyes of the originally clear and innocent deer were cloudy, and his expression was completely lacking, like a walking corpse, but he really looked a bit like a demon.

Xia Xingchui also noticed the strangeness here, pushed the thing in his hand towards the guard, and flew over.

"what happened?"

Ye Zhili turned his body with difficulty, trying to communicate with Xia Xingchui, but his limbs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't even speak, only his heart was beating chaotically and fast.

How could he become a demon?

The author has something to say: I'm sorry I didn't mention Gong should come out...but he will definitely appear in the next chapter.