Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 411

Hell, a dark stone room.

"Lvting, the Ghost King of the West Prison, has met Lord Yan."

In the darkness, the ghost king of Xiyu spoke weakly, as if he was about to get up and salute.

"You are injured, you don't need to salute."

Yan Jun said lightly.

"This time I didn't bring the demon dragon back, my subordinates are willing to be punished."

The Ghost King of West Prison said with guilt.

"It's not your fault."

Yan Jun waved his hand.

"I didn't even guess that the monster dragon was able to use the Thunderbolt when it was about to die. I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to bring him back alive. What's more, the Thunderbolt will definitely alarm the old man. Long, even if it is forced to bring it back, it is unnecessary."

He said very openly.

"Thank you Yan Jun for your understanding."

The Ghost King of West Prison said in panic.

"But I still have a few questions I want to ask you, Luting."

Yan Jun hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

The real name of this West Prison Ghost King is Luting, and this name was bestowed by Yan Jun.It's just that Yan Jun didn't know that what was in front of him at this time was just a ray of spirit separated from Luting, a ray of spirit named Lu'e, and the real Luting had gone nowhere.

Hearing these words, the Ghost King of Xiyu felt his heart skip a beat, and thought:

"It's still here."

"Subordinates are terrified, Lord Yan, but it's okay to ask, Luting knows everything."

Although Lu'e was very worried in her heart, her mouth was still respectful.

Although she was not the original Luting, she still abided by the role of ghost king. If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of Luting, she might have forgotten the difference between her and Luting.

"Besides Ao Ji and Gongyang Jiuyuan, who else did you meet in Beihai?"

Yan Jundao.

"There are two other teenagers, one is the grandson of Xiao Changge of the Xiao family, and the other is the son of the head of the Kaiyuan Sect."

Lu'e replied truthfully.

"The identities of the two are interesting."

Yan Jun nodded.

"Xiao Changge's grandson is extremely talented and thoughtful. In time, he will become a great success. But the one who needs the most attention is Chen Tai'a. This son has awakened the blood of the fire phoenix in a half-demon body. If he is allowed to return to the demon clan, it will definitely become a big deal. It has become my confidant in Hell."

The Ghost King of West Prison said with a serious face.

When she said this, there was no trace of hypocrisy in her heart. He had already fully integrated into the identity of the ghost king of the Western Prison, and regarded himself as a member of Hell.

"You don't have to worry about this, the black and white ghost envoy left yesterday."

Yan Jun said indifferently, the expression of the ghost king of Xiyu at this time is not fake at all, which makes him a little relieved.

Although the failure of this operation was justifiable, he still felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

"Is there anyone else besides the two of them?"

After a moment of silence, Yan Jun still asked.

"Nothing."

The Ghost King of West Prison shook his head.

She can tell the identities of Xiao Che and Chen Tai'a, but she can't tell about the wandering spirit that came from nowhere.Because she couldn't let Yan Jun know that part of her soul was swallowed by that person, and this part even included clues to the direction of Hell!
This is also the reason why Lu Ting communicated with her specially and asked her to get rid of the wandering soul.

If Yan Jun knew the clues that she revealed the location of Hell Prison, not only would Lu'e die, but even Lu Ting's identity might be dug out by Yan Jun.

"Well, I see, you are seriously injured, please heal well."

After pondering for a moment, Yan Jun still smiled and nodded.

"Thank you Yan..."

The Ghost King of Xiyu just wanted to thank him, but a cold finger touched his forehead.

In an instant, she only felt that her whole body, every inch of skin, every hair, every bone, and even every corner of her mind, had been torn apart by life and carefully examined.

This unspeakable fear and pain lasted at least half a stick of incense, and Yan Jun's icy cold fingers withdrew from her forehead after half a stick of incense.

"Your mind and soul have been greatly damaged, I just helped you through it."

Yan Jun casually dropped a word, then turned around and left in a huff.

It wasn't until Yan Jun's aura completely disappeared from her perception that the ghost king of Xiyu began to squat down and pant heavily.

Of course, she wouldn't simply think that Yan Jun's finger was just helping her to heal her injuries. It was obvious that the other party didn't trust her to search her soul.

But in the end, it was obvious that he had returned in vain, otherwise the ghost king of the West Prison would have been out of his wits by now.

"If Luting didn't take the risk of cutting off a piece of my spirit, I would have been discovered by him."

Lu'e thought with some fear.

Although she didn't have any rebellious intentions towards Hell Prison, she didn't want to lose her life in vain, so even though she was very reluctant, she had no choice but to hide Li Yunsheng's existence.

Mugusen, Feilaifeng.

As the weather got colder, Mu Gusen's monsters, together with the cultivators who chased and killed Li Yunsheng, settled down a lot.

Because of Li Yunsheng's intimidation that day, the monster snake Lu Canghuang seemed to have completely given up the idea of ​​assassinating Li Yunsheng. Of course, it is impossible to ask it to wag its tail behind Li Yunsheng. A head or two of prey.

Li Yunsheng didn't care about his attitude, after all, he never had the idea of ​​taking that monster as a pet, so he just let it go and enjoyed himself at leisure.

So it started to practice and stare at Feilai Peak every day.

Ever since he established communication with Feilai Peak using the Three Silence Realm, Li Yunsheng became more curious about Feilai Peak.

And after several attempts, he found that instead of fighting against the malice on Feilai Peak, he tried to understand those malice, and after feeling the situation behind their malice, he was so fascinated by the malice that he didn't understand from Feilai Peak. The greater the blessing, the faster the speed at which one's soul will grow, and even the speed at which the spiritual energy of the world is refined will also be faster and faster.

Almost when he was in a daze, the real essence in his unicorn bone began to increase little by little.

So his relationship with Fei Laifeng changed from "confrontation" to "understanding".

But having said that, Li Yunsheng would really like to thank each of these malices. Behind each of these malices is a past of a cultivator. boring time.

In addition to continuing to rely on Feilai Peak to hone his soul and accumulate real energy, Li Yunsheng is still trying to practice the few dragon talismans Ao Ji gave him.

Li Yunsheng still can't feel the power of these dragon talismans at this moment, because Li Yunsheng spent nearly a month without drawing one of them.

Leaving aside the rare talisman paper, talisman ink and talisman brush needed for the dragon talisman, the difficulty of refining each dragon talisman and the power of the soul that consumes make Li Yunsheng feel extremely headache, because he can't practice it for a month several times.

Fortunately, what Li Yunsheng lacks most now is time, and he needs to spend a lot of time with these few dragon talismans.

As for the soul of the Ghost King of West Prison that was devoured by him and Ao Ji, he is still sealed in his soul at this time, and he has no plans to make any news for the time being.

For one thing, after the previous battle, although the dragon king's help quickly returned his spirit to his body, his spirit was still greatly damaged, and it might be dangerous to move that wisp of spirit at this time.

Secondly, he was actually a little scared, afraid that he would see his master Yang Wanli again in the spirit of the Ghost King of West Prison, afraid that he would rush out of Mugusen to seek revenge in Hell because of this.

After this confrontation, he already knew very well that with his current strength, going to Hell could only lead to death.

So he had to be patient, just like Yang Wanli had warned him before leaving.

But then again, although Yan Gui treated Yang Wanli cruelly, Li Yunsheng discovered that Yan Gui didn't want his master Yang Wanli to die, but wanted to get something from Yang Wanli.

"Just live."

Li Yunsheng thought to himself, for a cultivator, any damage can be recovered as long as he is alive.

……

Time passed day by day like this, and the cold winter was pushed away by the warm spring in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Li Yunsheng's life was still staggeringly regular.

Except for breakfast, lunch and dinner every day, he would spend an hour walking in the twilight forest, and then practice tiger boxing and cloud walking for an hour, and practice drawing dragon symbols for an hour, and spend the rest of the time day after day. Sitting in front of Feilai Peak in a daze.

If something different happened, it should be the third morning after Ruchun.

That day Li Yunsheng was going to eat something after finishing a set of Tiger Fist, but just as he ate a piece of rabbit meat, his abdomen suddenly turned up and he vomited out a puddle of filth.

At that time, Li Yunsheng only thought it was strange but didn't pay much attention to it.

Only a few days later, Li Yunsheng suddenly discovered that a small pitch-black sapling had grown out of the filth.

(End of this chapter)