The only way

Chapter 604
"However, I came here today to look for you. Congratulations are the first thing, and there is another thing. After thinking about it for a long time, I still think I should remind you."

The sudden sound transmission made Lingchu slightly startled, and he glanced at Wang Shaoyuan who was still smiling in front of him without a trace.

"What's the matter?"

The voice was slightly calm, and Lingchu knew in his heart that just a few contacts were enough to show that Wang Shaoyuan was not a nosy person. Since it was something that made him hesitate and remind him, it must not be a trivial matter.

Wang Shaoyuan didn't answer right away, but first talked about the matter of the Deep Sea Demon Eye more than ten years ago.

"The Devil's Eye of the Deep Sea changed back then, I wonder if you still remember?"

This question received a speechless look from Lingchu.

Wang Shaoyuan chuckled, "Of course, we are all witnesses, so we are very clear, but, do you know the origin of the monster who attacked us at that time?"

In the case of the Deep Sea Demon Eye back then, although the visitor concealed his identity, the monks present were not ordinary people, and the visitor did not cover up his behavior too much at that time.

"Magic repair!"

Lingchu's voice was cold at the beginning, and the fact that the elders of the Fuyou Palace killed the demons afterwards was the best proof.

"That's right, that Demon Cultivator, named Venerable Black Crow, is one of the twelve Venerables of the Demon Clan. Back then, he sent away part of the existence of that Demon Venerable suppressed by the Deep Sea Demon Eye in the form of sacrifices. Xianmen originally thought that after the demon king left, there would be a bloodbath, and even reached a deal with Sanxiu. After that accident, he secretly searched for that existence. It has always been calm, and even the demons lost a venerable, and there is no disturbance."

Hearing this, Lingchu frowned slightly, and asked a little puzzled, "With the existence of that demon venerable, there are still people in the demon clan who dare to be called venerable?"

Among the monks, titles are still very important. For example, a real person in the Jindan realm, a true monarch in the Nascent Soul realm, and a true venerable in the Transformation God realm will never easily go overboard and confuse the titles.

Since there is a devil, how can there be a venerable.

There are very few records of the demons in Donglu, and the Sanqing Taoist sect has a profound background, so there must be records, but if it is not necessary, disciples of the fairy sect like Lingchu will not go out of their way to understand the specific situation of the demons.

"Oh," Wang Shaoyuan seemed to know the affairs of the Demon Race very well, and sneered, "Those so-called venerables were not called this when the Demon Lord was alive, but they were called Zunshi, the messenger of the Demon Lord, that's all. Later, the Demon Lord was suppressed, and the new Demon Lord who could unify the Demon Race had not appeared for a long time, and those envoys had a detached status, and gradually changed their titles, calling themselves Venerable, which was naturally better than the Envoy A lot."

Lingchu never imagined that there would be such a reason. For a while, there was a strange feeling of being difficult to look directly at the so-called venerables of the Demon Race.

"These venerables are both new and old. As time goes by, all seven or eight of them have their own thoughts. The black crow is one of the very few of them who are extremely surrounded by the existence of the demon venerable. The demons are crazy enough. , It’s also extreme enough, it’s really ridiculous for a monk of the Empress Yuan to sacrifice his flesh and blood just to release that Demon Lord.”

"What you want to say has something to do with the Demon Lord who escaped?" Lingchu was thoughtful, neither asking why Wang Shaoyuan knew so many things about the Demon Race, nor expressing his doubts about the origin of his master's identity , but asked straightforwardly.

Wang Shaoyuan restrained his emotions slightly, nodded, and shook his head again, "Yes, but it's not counted. I was rescued by my master in the space turbulence back then, and then I was in seclusion for several years. After I came out, I also I have inquired about the Demon Lord, but after the Demon Lord escaped from the Deep Sea Demon Eye, there was no news, and there was no trace to follow. Donglu can also be said to be calm, and later, I went to Unfathomable Abyss, On the one hand, it is because it is the closest place between Donglu and the demons, if there is any change in the demons, Unexpected Yuan should be the first to have problems, and on the other hand, it is because of the particularity of my exercises."

When it comes to exercises and his master, Wang Shaoyuan mentioned them all in one stroke, and Lingchu naturally wouldn't ask. At present, no matter what relationship Wang Shaoyuan's master has with the demons, at least they should not belong to the same camp. Just friends.

It's not bad if you don't ask.

"I've been in Uncertainty for ten years. It wasn't until a few years ago that I was able to be sure that Uncertainty, something went wrong!"

"Unexpectedly, something went wrong!"

At the same time, in the apse where the Nascent Soul cultivators gathered, Chong and Zhenjun sat on it, their expressions became serious, and they said in a deep voice.

Cultivator Nascent Soul, of course, would not huddle together with other monks, but set up a banquet alone in the apse.

The main hall here is now covered with various restrictions and formations, isolating everything inside and outside.

And as Chonghe Zhenjun's words fell, several figures slowly emerged from several empty seats in the hall.

Old Man Qianji from Qianji Pavilion, Zhenjun Yijian from Jianzhai, Zhenjun Nanwu from Chiyang Dao Sect, and Zhenjun Dingyun from Fuyou Palace.

After all, these Nascent Soul True Monarchs are all old acquaintances.

Especially Yijian Zhenjun of Jianzhai, who changed from his former laxity at this moment, sat very straight, and even tidied up his whole body very neatly, with a high bunch of black hair, a few strands of hair hanging down his cheeks, and his brows were like swords , the face reveals the calm and free and easy after the vicissitudes of life.

For a while, he really looked like a sword fairy.

It's just that the eyes always involuntarily squint to the left and the front, and the curvature of the corner of the mouth is really naive.

It seems to be suppressing a smile, but can't help it.

Zhenjun Duanyi, who was sitting upright on the side, squinted his eyes and glanced down, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, snorted softly, and picked up his glass to drink the wine in one gulp.

The True Lord Yijian at the bottom subconsciously picked up his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

How could the interaction between the two be hidden from the old foxes present, especially seeing the sudden change of image of Master Yijian, except for a few Nascent Soul monks of the older generation, the rest of the Nascent Soul monks felt their eyes twitch.

Chong and Zhenjun stared at Zhenjun Duanyi helplessly, and then looked at Zhenjun Yijian who was a bit naive underneath, and his mood improved a lot.

Very well, the elders have the upper hand.

Then in the next moment, there was no time to talk to the two of them.

"Senior Qianji, I beg you to repeat your motto to fellow Taoists present." Chonghe Zhenjun folded his hands and bowed to the old man Qianji, saying in a gentle and polite manner.

Old Man Qianji nodded, and a few golden streamers flew out of his sleeves.

The dark golden copper coin was round and round inside, vibrating in the void, as if an invisible hand was throwing it.

Do up and shake down, Tianlei has no false hexagrams.

(End of this chapter)