Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

"You want the Fu Zhe technique?" Yu Xi stared at Chang Hui scrutinizingly.

Changhui inexplicably felt her heart sink, and the gaze of the beautiful woman on the top seemed to have a power that penetrated people's hearts, which made her feel pressured.

This kind of feeling, she only had in front of Daoyuan Patriarch Daoyuan and Shibo Daoming Patriarch's level of power.

Sure enough, this woman's strength is unfathomable, and it is absolutely impossible to be in the superficial golden core realm!
Chang Hui said with a firm gaze: "Yes, I want to obtain Senior Fu Zhe's exercises for my younger brother. You can just mention what conditions are required."

"Oh?" Yu Xi turned her eyes around Changhui and Changxi, the senior sisters, and made a ten-tenth of the witch's posture, and asked with great interest: "What do you have that is worth exchanging with me? "

In front of such a person, it would be useless to say something false, Chang Hui thought for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I have a token left by Senior Fu Zhe here, and there is also a map that records the location of Senior Fu Zhe. Where is the location of Wuxianghai's cave."

As soon as these words came out, without waiting for Yu Xi's response, Ming Xuzi said in surprise: "Why do you have these two things in your hand?"

Their Xiaoyao Sect can be regarded as half of Fu Zhe's sect, and they don't even have a map of Fu Zhe's Wuxianghai Cave Mansion, so how can Chang Hui, a righteous monk, have one?
"Where did you get these things?" When he asked again, Ming Xuzi's pressure was on Chang Hui's shoulders.

Chang Hui's shoulders sank.

Changxi was about to take action to resolve it, when Changhui shook her head at her.

Then she flipped her right hand, and to show her sincerity, she directly took out the two things, and said to Yu Xi who was at the top, "These two things are all gifts from the elders in the next family. Her old man has been dead for many years. Seniors are old, these two things were handed over to her by Senior Fu Zhe."

Under the oppression of the large formation of the Demon Palace and the coercion of several strong Daoists, it was difficult for Changhui to lie.

Although this statement is surprising, it should be the truth.

This Elder Changhui from Lingxiao Sect was quite different from most of the righteous elders Yu Xi had met, and he was unexpectedly frank.

Yu Xi couldn't help but feel a little better about her, but she still didn't let go.

"The Dongfu Token is useless to me, and I don't need the so-called Wuxianghai Dongfu map." Yu Xi said: "If you want to find Fu Zhe's Dongfu in Wuxianghai, you only need someone to inherit his mantle. "

Even if no one can inherit the mantle of Fu Zhe today, with so many disciples in Xiaoyao Sect and so many demon cultivators in the Demon Dao, they can always find someone who can inherit the mantle of Fu Zhe. where.

Of course Yu Xi wanted to go to the cave where Fu Zhe was in the Wuxianghai, the solution to the wooden doll might be there.

But the real problem is not to find the cave, but how to get there.

It is well known in the world of comprehension that monks who have not crossed the tribulation state cannot enter the sea of ​​​​non-phase.

There are many hurricanes around the Wuxiang Sea, and it is difficult for ordinary monks in the Taoist realm to resist. Only those who are capable of crossing the tribulation realm and those whose cultivation base is infinitely close to the tribulation realm, have the courage to go there.

A person with such a cultivation base can't be found in the entire magic path.

Yu Xi's current cultivation is only at the Golden Core level, and she doesn't know how long it will take if she wants to cultivate to the Hedao level or even the Tribulation level. By that time, Chu Yan's wooden doll may have lost its vitality long ago.

Just when Yu Xi frowned slightly, and lowered her head, Chang Hui suddenly said: "Then what if I exchange the method of going to Wuxianghai with you?"

Yu Xi was startled.

Chang Hui took a deep breath and said, "Please order the rest of the people in the hall to retreat, I only tell you this."

This is her secret.

Although she has already made a decision to exchange this secret for her junior brother to live, she still doesn't want too many people to know about it.

She knew that in this hall, the only person who could make the decision was the beautiful woman above.

Facing Changhui's pleading gaze, Yu Xi nodded slightly, raised her hand, and an invisible barrier separated the rest of the hall, "Now they can't hear what you said, what you want to say to me, but it's okay. "

Changhui looked around, Mingxuzi and other Demon Sect Masters, as well as her junior sister Changxi, all looked at them with blank and puzzled eyes.

She withdrew her gaze, looked up again, sealed this secret in her heart for many years, and said, "I was brought back from Wuxianghai by Master."

A look of surprise flashed in Yu Xi's eyes.

The elder of the Lingxiao Sect really uttered amazing words frequently.

Long before Changxi and Changhui were brought back by Elder Mai, Yu Xi already knew their general situation.

Their master is the late Daoyuan Patriarch of Xiafeng at the foot of the Lingxiao Sect. That patriarch has recruited many disciples throughout his life. Most of his disciples are orphans he brought back from various places.This was the case when Changxi and Changhui were brought back.

It is said that Chang Hui was only five or six years old when he was brought back to the sect.

How can such a small child penetrate the hurricane around the Formless Sea?
Now, Yu Xi really believes that Changhui has a way to go to the Wuxianghai.

"Continue talking." Yu Xi said.

Chang Hui stretched out his hands from his wide sleeves and glanced around.

Yu Xi understood what she meant, and with another wave of her hand, the invisible barrier in the palace blocked the sight of others.

Immediately afterwards, Chang Hui's white jade-like hands began to change, and a layer of blue scales gradually appeared on the back of the hands.

With the appearance of this layer of cyan scales, Yu Xi inexplicably felt a little close to Chang Hui.

She already had a guess in her heart, "Are you non-human?"

Unexpectedly, she, a coffin-spirit in human form, could meet a... fish spirit in human form here?
"Do you have a tail?" Yu Xi looked at her feet curiously, "Can I have a look?"

Changhui was taken aback when she heard the words, thinking about what the demon bosses called the beautiful woman above, suddenly recalled a rumor in her mind.

The Venerable Mo Dao likes female sex, he smiles for Bomei, and searches the world for jewelry and costumes.Singing and singing every night, you can control ten girls in one night. '

She didn't associate the woman in front of her with the legendary character...

"Is this related to our transaction?" Chang Hui asked with some vigilance.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just curious." Yu Xi said frankly.

Changhui explained: "I'm not a monster, so I can't transform into a prototype of a monster. My mother was born from the combination of a human and a monster. My grandmother is a transformed herring in the Wuxiang Sea, with a thin blue dragon blood in her body."

"The scales on my body are used to avoid the hurricane of the Phaseless Sea. As long as you take my scales, you can safely survive the hurricane around the Phaseless Sea." As he said, Chang Hui gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. The two largest scales are removed.

In an instant, the back of her hand became dripping with blood.

A touch of spiritual power melted from her fingertips, and she carried the scales to Yu Xi.

"This is my sincerity. I would like to exchange these two scales for the Fu Zhe technique. Please agree."

These bloody scales are Changhui's sincerity.

The wooden doll in his arms trembled slightly, as if moved by Chang Hui's actions, and as if urging Yu Xi to make a decision.

Yu Xi took the scales and made up her mind.

"These two scales, I accept them. Keep your junior brother here, he can practice the Fu Zhe technique here. As for whether he can practice successfully, it depends on his own good fortune."