I am the soul behind the villain [Quick Transmigration]

a few months later.

Starting from the swamp pool with countless dangers hidden, passing through the steep canyon, the hundred-mile forest where monsters and monsters inhabit, is the whole journey of Sunset Slope.

A few cultivators guarded the exit, they were the guides of the Suoming Pavilion. At the very edge stood a middle-aged monk with a broad jaw, blunt edges and corners, regular but not unusual features.

His status is obviously different, because when other people take back the receiving token, they will subconsciously glance at the middle-aged monk, as if they are asking for the other party's opinion.And when someone came out of the sunset slope, the middle-aged monk's eyes would inadvertently linger over the survivors, revealing a little contemptuous feeling.

Usually the cultivation sect recruits disciples at the age of six, with the cap at the age of eight or nine, and no higher ones will be accepted.On the one hand, when a child is a child, there are not as many impurities in the body as an adult, and on the other hand, it is also necessary to avoid other sects to arrange internal responses as much as possible.Suoming Pavilion adopted the method of Sunset Slope Trial to recruit people, which was completely different from common sense in terms of viewpoints and practices.

But it is not difficult to understand.

Just because this is the territory of the Demon Realm, it has never been a place where one can grow up safely and concentrate on cultivation!

How many talented geniuses died in the so-called accidents, and there were no bones left, and the people in the Demon Realm were used to it.To survive here, either you have your back against the mountains, and someone will escort you; or you are strong, and you will be intimidated by your own prestige;

——And these three points are all inseparable from the word strength.The strength of the person who protects you, your own force, the strength of being good at observing words and expressions or luck.

Demon Realm is such a place where the strong prey on the weak.

The time limit given by Suoming Pavilion at the beginning was five months, and now it is the last ten days. The capable people have already come out, and the rest are almost crooked melons and dates. They survived by luck. Ragged and embarrassed.

It's no wonder that the middle-aged monks looked down on them, and even started to close their eyes and meditate.

Yin Linchuan came a little late, took out the qualification token from his arms, took off the cloth bag hanging from his waist, and handed it in together.

Getting out of Sunset Slope alive is only the entry requirement for Suoming Pavilion. After entry, you need to be divided into handyman, outer door and inner door. If you want to have a higher status in it, the way is very simple. The natural materials and earthly treasures obtained in the world are not limited to the way of obtaining them.

The one who took over was a tall, thin man.

But the tall and thin monk didn't even look at the cloth bag, he took the sign first, poured his spiritual power into it, and after checking that it was genuine from Suoming Pavilion, he took the cloth bag slowly and calmly over here.

——The status of Suoming Pavilion in the Demon Realm is neither high nor low, and its power is only considered moderate, but such an ordinary tattered bag, to put it bluntly, is shameless when used, and it is ridiculous to hang it on the body.

What good things can this hold?Most of the attractors felt bored and looked away one after another.

The cloth bag was opened, and it seemed to be specially padded with something soft like velvet, and a dark green plant was curled up on it.The sun shone directly on its body, and the overflowing color trickled past, and at the same time, someone let out a sound.

Judging from the appearance of things, they don't look like ordinary spiritual plants.

It wasn't until this moment that the eyes of the people in Suoming Pavilion brightened up: "Oh? Where did you find the three-leaf soul grass? You're lucky."

The corner of Yin Linchuan's mouth curled slightly: "Look again."

The man glanced at him, took out the soul grass, and raised his fingers, his pupils constricted.

There is a small green leaf hidden under the third thick green leaf!

"It's actually a four-leaf soul grass?"

The uncontrollable shouts caused restlessness in the crowd, and even the middle-aged monk quickly opened his eyes, walked over, and spread his hands up.

The cultivator quickly handed over the soul grass respectfully.

The middle-aged monk laid the soul grass flat on his palm under the sun, then twisted it lightly, and looked at it repeatedly. It was enough to see that he was also moved by the four-leaf soul grass: "It's true."

As soon as the three words came out, people's heads whispered to each other, and the voice of discussion was very suppressed, but it was repeated repeatedly.

Several gazes were cast on Yin Linchuan's body in unison, full of vigilance and vigilance.

There are also countless eyes that look like fools.

Middle-aged monk: "Because the soul grass can help scaled snakes shed their skin, the place where it grows is often accompanied by snakes. The soul grass grows one leaf in ten years, and the second leaf grows in six to seventy years. It takes 70 years to grow. The fourth leaf is produced, so it is rare, rare, and precious, and more than four leaves are the tributes offered by the snake group to the snake king."

The voice suddenly changed, "How can you get it?"

The brows of the middle-aged monk were slightly lowered, making him look quite powerful, with scrutiny in his eyes.

Yin Linchuan didn't seem to be affected at all, and said unhurriedly: "Snakes don't have long hands, so what's so difficult about grabbing a soul grass?"

Not ashamed.This is the idea that many people agree with at this moment.

I didn't pay too much attention to Yin Linchuan before, because Yin Linchuan's cultivation base can only be regarded as the middle-lower in this group of people.

The middle-aged monk looked Yin Linchuan from head to toe again.

The tone is upright and confident, the expression is neither humble nor overbearing, and it seems that he doesn't want to reveal too much in disdain.

It's not like pretending to be calm, unless the young man in front of him has been able to restrain his emotions tightly.

The middle-aged monk pursed his lips and sneered, "Stretch out your hand."

This request was not what Yin Linchuan expected.

He frowned, and finally stretched out his hand.

But the middle-aged monk made a sudden move and clamped Yin Linchuan's wrist. The movement was so fast that the group of people around couldn't see it clearly.

Yin Linchuan was shocked at first, but he was able to stabilize his movements without resisting, because Jiang Yi sent him a voice transmission in time: "Don't be on guard."

Sure enough, watching Yin Linchuan's breathing gradually stabilized after the moment his muscles tensed, an imperceptible recognition appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged monk, and he pressed his palms on Yin Linchuan's various parts one by one: "Peak of Foundation Establishment...19 years old?"

So the middle-aged monk showed a satisfied look.

"You are very good." The middle-aged monk smiled.

Yin Linchuan withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Praise."

The conversation didn't end there, Yin Linchuan was asked about his past masters as expected.He said that he entered the fairyland by chance and did not enter any sect. The middle-aged monk nodded slightly, admiring Yin Linchuan even more.

Because of the admiration of the middle-aged monk, several guides from the Suoming Pavilion stepped forward one after another, but they all said some commonplace polite words, as if Yin Linchuan had just come out of the sunset slope, and he was familiar with it, so he said a few words Just stop: "Junior Brother Yin, if you are tired now, you can go to the flying boat to rest."

The people around glared at Yin Linchuan for an instant, and even the younger brother called him!

And you can even enter the flying boat!

Yin Linchuan dealt with the people from Suoming Pavilion with half-truth and half-fiction, and under the unfriendly eyes of everyone, he calmly followed one of them to guide them into the flying boat.

"Why is this kid so lucky?" The one who couldn't help muttering was a big man with a thick back and a waist, who was at the peak of foundation building like Yin Linchuan.

With the same cultivation level and not too ridiculous age difference, he can only wait until the last day of the time limit to board the plywood like everyone else, but Yin Linchuan can live in a warm and comfortable guest room, and there are even dedicated attendants to wait on him.

"So what if there is a chance to become an inner sect disciple, after arriving at the Suoming Pavilion, there will be a Dabi, let's see if he can continue to show off his prestige!" Some people sneered indifferently, but in reality they were mad with envy.

Yes, most people still think that Yin Linchuan's ability to obtain the Four Leaf Soul Grass is purely due to luck, and in fact Yin Linchuan also thinks so.

He touched his chest calmly, inside was the mustard seeds he had snatched from other cultivators, and the broken sword was placed in it.

Thinking of the thrilling and exciting experience in the past few months, but not having to worry and hide like in the past, Yin Linchuan was very happy, and the corners of his mouth turned up even more proudly.

So what happened to luck.

Some people are so lucky, they are born with a golden spoon in their mouth, high-level exercises, spiritual treasures, and elixirs come with a wave of their hands, and they have reached a height that ordinary people can't reach before they start practicing.

Or to put it in a more minor way, during the fight, the opponent happened to be injured not long ago, happened to lose the blade of the sword, happened to miss a point with a spell, happened to be hit by a falling rock from the mountain... Isn't the opponent's head counted as part of strength?

Thinking of this, Yin Linchuan sneered in his heart without turning his head.

It was not yesterday, and he no longer had to look at other people's eyes to get by.

The magic weapon of Suoming Pavilion is a flat flying boat shaped like a tassel. It has strong defense and can resist the attack of the Nascent Soul Stage. The harassment|harasser.

Because the room is limited, although it has been taken out by middle-aged monks, only those who leave Sunset Slope within two months are eligible to enter the rest in advance. If you can obediently stay at the exit, eat and sleep in the open, you can only stand on the deck when the five-month period expires.

Some people also said that if they knew that they would get the same treatment after three months, it would be better to stay there for five months and leave on the last day.

This is of course a joke, the degree of danger inside and outside the Sunset Slope varies greatly, not to mention the shelter of the Suoming Pavilion at the door.

But it doesn't stop them from being jealous of those who can sit, eat, and enjoy themselves in the spaceship.

Yin Linchuan entered his room, locked the door, and took out the broken sword.

Jiang Yi: "You can stabilize your realm here."

Jiang Yi did not use sound transmission to prove that no one was listening in the room, so Yin Linchuan also spoke to him boldly: "That person actually suspected that I was an old man who was poor and pretended to be young. Just kidding, who would be so boring in this world today? ?”

Jiang Yi cleverly avoided this topic: "The Suoming Pavilion is not what I imagined."

"You imagined it?" Yin Linchuan said, "By the way, you also asked me if the Demon Realm is the territory of the Demon Cultivator. You don't think it's full of vicious people just because of the name Suoming Pavilion, do you?"

Jiang Yi was noncommittal.

Yin Linchuan mocked: "Not all cultivators have the opportunity to successfully evacuate when the demon army invades. The sea monster seals the barrier, so they can't escape. It is equivalent to being abandoned under the sword of the demon army. Some people want to live , had no choice but to surrender to the Supreme Demon Venerable."

"So there are all kinds of monks in the Demon Realm, and those sects that have not yet moved out have also changed their names in response to the occasion. A few have been enchanted." Yin Linchuan noticed the alms in the room at this time.

It was neat and elegant, and it seemed incompatible with the atmosphere of the Demon Realm. There was a landscape painting on the wall, and the words "helping the world and self-cultivation" were written next to it. Yin Linchuan couldn't help but shut up.

He lowered his head and took off his shoes, "...Maybe I'm more upright in my heart, who knows, I just want to live anyway."

Jiang Yi: "The Supreme Demon Venerable just let them go?"

Yin Linchuan: "It seems to be planning to use it to sacrifice the flag, but was stopped by someone."

"I don't know exactly what happened, but many people speculated at the time that, except for the newly recognized son, no one can stop the murder|abuse Supreme Demon Lord." Yin Linchuan's voice became weaker, as if In awe, "That is also a powerful and ruthless character. He has been on the throne for 300 years, and now he should be respected as a demon king."

Jiang Yi was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

Unexpectedly, Yin Linchuan paused, narrowed his eyes, and his smile suddenly became treacherous: "Do you know why the Demon Lord saved them?"

Jiang Yi frowned slightly.

He naturally wanted to know about Bai Lixuan, but felt that what Yin Linchuan was about to say should not be a serious answer.

"I'll tell you like this." Yin Linchuan's voice was kept low, and the tone was infinitely drawn out, "Not long after he ascended the throne, he recruited a large number of male cultivators with excellent posture to serve in the palace, and ordered them not to be demon cultivators. A lot of them were also caught.”

There was unstoppable exclamation and envy in the young man's tone. Men probably have an instinctive approach to that aspect: "Recruit one for another, and it hasn't stopped yet."

Jiang Yi: "..."

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Xiaoshou: Indifference.