How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 40: Immortal and Demon Pose!

The shadows in the alley are deep, and the wind is cold.

Dayan is vast and boundless, and when the giant sun falls into the sky, the solar terms of each state are also different.

In Yazhou, it is the end of autumn at this moment, the cold wind swirls the branches, startling the fallen leaves and flowers.

The city has not been peaceful recently, the street vendors cleared up early, leaving only two figures walking on the street.

"Brother, you said that the five major families in this city were all wiped out, why the people didn't run away, as if nothing happened."

"Escape. Where can they escape to?"

"Bandits are rampant in Yazhou. If you don't have a cultivation level, once you leave the city, you will be slaughtered. Maybe you can wait until the demon dies in the city, and live this life."

Zhu Huan'an pinched a fallen leaf with his fingers, lowered his eyebrows:

"It's not just Yazhou. Dayan's prefectures and counties adjacent to the Holy Ruins are all lands without owners. Except for the Secretary of Defense who has to come to determine luck, even the Dayan Jiedu Envoy has never been stationed."

"Holy Ruins?"

Murong Jingyan also bent down to pick up a handful of fallen leaves, these powdery broken leaves are like water droplets flowing from between her fingers, extremely beautiful.

Yazhou is barren, but the number of buds sprouting from the black soil is extraordinarily beautiful willow cherry.

"The Holy Ruins is an ancient battlefield of immortals and demons. It is said that the aura of immortals and demons is raging in the depths. It contains a great opportunity to become an immortal, but it is also a forbidden place for death."

"One of the two holy ruins in Dayan is located in the west of Yazhou. The blood energy of immortals and demons radiated from the holy ruins has already eroded the vitality of Yazhou, making the ancestor blood of monks here mixed, and it is difficult to produce geniuses."

"Therefore, Yazhou is a place of exile. Whether it is a refugee prisoner or a person born here, it has long been abandoned."

Gently crushing the fallen leaves, Zhu Huan'an also stopped.

In front of him was a solemn mansion, with ferocious stone lions on both sides of the gate, ready to pounce under the light of the lanterns.

Plaque with red characters on black background: Department of Health and Dao.

At night, at least ten saber Jinyi guarded in front of the mansion.

"Let's go."

While talking, Zhu Huan'an walked forward slowly, while Murong Jingyan was thinking about Zhu Huan'an's words just now.

In the king's land, but not a subject.

Can Yazhou also be regarded as the territory of the Dayan Dynasty?

In front of the Department of Health and Dao, Zhu Huan'an's special appearance made people instantly recognizable, even if someone turned around to inform him.

"The cauldron of luck in the sub-altar of the Department of Defense can manifest your ancestral blood. The altar master of this city knows my identity, so I think he can make an exception and open it for you alone."

"After a while, you will know which branch of the five emperors' bloodline you belong to."

"Senior Brother Lao is here!"

Murong Jingyan nodded, she didn't expect that senior brother just dumped Si Hua from the Department of Defense, and now he took the opportunity to steal his hometown with him.

But thinking of finding out her aptitude later, Murong Jingyan suddenly became excited.

"Master Zhu, the altar master has an invitation."

The doorman who sent the letter quickly brought back the news, and Zhu Huan'an and Murong Jingyan walked into the Department of Health and Dao under his guidance.

The Weidaosi is not as dense as imagined, but rather like a small garden.

White flowers hanging on the trees, carp growing in the green pond, bypassing the long water bridge in the front yard, and passing through a screen, the diners stopped.

"It's here."

Zhu Huan'an nodded, and there was an iron-locked pavilion in the backyard, which was seven stories high and shaped like a pagoda.

Zhu Huan'an pushed open the bronze door with one hand, and a strong scent of sandalwood came over his face.

Murong Jingyan narrowed her eyes and looked.

There is a high platform in the lobby of the building, and there are no other floors above it. When you look up, you can directly see a circular skylight on the roof.

And on the high platform is a bronze tripod with a height of half a person.

The tripod has four ears, is bordered with purple gold, and the body of the tripod is engraved with countless seal characters, which looks extremely mysterious.

It's just that Murong Jingyan looked at the tripod, but felt restless in her heart.

As if wanting to destroy it.

"Strange, is it because I am the young master of Duotian Tower, and I have an occupational disease?" Murong Jingyan patted her chest lightly, feeling puzzled by this inexplicable palpitation and irritability.

And beside the bronze tripod, there was already a person standing there.

The man was about forty years old, tall and thin, with an eagle nose and downcast eyes, and he had a heroic attitude.

It was Jiang Yu, the altar master of Xuancheng Weidaosi and the master of Tianfeng Erguan.

The Tian Feng master was smiling and raised his hand slightly at this moment: "Young Master Zhu, you are here."

Zhu Huan'an embraced the knife:

"Altar Master Jiang, I'm in trouble for Zhu's request to you a few days ago."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Yu waved his sleeves:

"Mr. Zhu is a high-ranking apprentice of the Abandoned Sword Villa. This is just a trivial matter. Is this junior sister who came from this parade?"

Zhu Huan'an nodded, and turned to give Murong Jingyan away: "Exactly."

Murong Jingyan also took a step forward, imitating Zhu Huan'an's appearance and cupping her fists: "Murong Jingyan, I have met Jiang Tanzhu."

Jiang Yu showed a kind smile, and looked at Murong Jingyan carefully, but he couldn't see the magic of Murong Jingyan through the mask.

"Murong Jingyan?"

He opened his mouth with a puzzled tone:

"I've heard that the Qijian Villa is strict in accepting apprentices, and this Yazhou is a barren land. What family does Miss Murong come from?"

Zhu Huan'an looked at Jiang Yu upon hearing this, frowning slightly.

"Jiang Tanzhu, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to tell you these words."

Jiang Yu laughed, waved his hands and said:
"Don't blame me, son. It's just that Xuancheng is not peaceful. There are a lot of people mixed with fish and dragons. Jiang has been talking about it in recent days."

"The girl doesn't want to say it's okay."

"Why not say it." Murong Jingyan raised her head and looked at Jiang Yu with a sonorous voice:

"Jingyan is the daughter of King Quan of Cuicheng. She left Yazhou since she was a child and studied at Nanxiang Academy in Huaizhou. She returned to the city to see her father off a few days ago."

Jiang Yu froze for a moment, then nodded and said:
"It turned out to be the daughter of King Quan. When Jiang was seeking Taoism in Kyushu in the early years, he also heard about the deeds of King Quan's predecessors. Since she is his daughter, she is naturally talented."

"That's it, Jiang won't say much, and this will open the Dao Control Cauldron for the two of you."

As he spoke, Jiang Yu pulled out a talisman paper from his bosom, and as he silently recited the secret words, the talisman paper burst into flames.

Then he threw the talisman paper into the cauldron, and in an instant the mouth of the cauldron sprayed light, and there was a raging flame burning, it was said to be fire, but it was more like a phantom.

Jiang Yu turned around:

"You only need to drip blood from your fingertips, and you can manifest the ancestral blood fairy demon. If the two of you have any doubts, I have a ten thousand blood strategy to help you find it."

Zhu Huan'an nodded: "It's time to trouble you. Abandon the ancestral blood of Jianshan Villa as a secret, and I would like to ask Altar Master Jiang to avoid it for now."

Jiang Yu walked down the wooden steps. When he passed by Murong Jingyan, he paused slightly, tilted his head and said, "Ms. Murong's body is very fragrant."

Having said that, Jiang Yu didn't stop, but went straight out of the bronze door.

Zhu Huan'an closed the door and raised his hand to Murong Jingyan: "Go up, just do as he said."

Murong Jingyan let out a breath slowly, for some reason he felt that Jiang Yu seemed to have a faint temptation to him, but he probably didn't know him.

Never mind, let's do a blood test first.

Walking up the wooden steps, Murong Jingyan raised her left hand, and slowly drew out the sword at her waist with the other hand.

To be honest, although this body is proficient in sword skills, Murong Jingyan has never used a sword much, and she still hesitated when the sword edge rested on her fingertips.

From childhood to adulthood, Murong Jing was not afraid of anything, except for blood drawn from her fingertips.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and mentally build for a couple of seconds, a finger suddenly pressed against the sword.

biu.

Seeing the blood splattered into the cauldron, Murong Jingyan turned to look at Zhu Huan'an: "What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid you dare not, so help me."

Throwing the sword aside, Murong Jingyan covered her fingers and swayed around, and let out a silent roar with her mouth closed.

Seeing this, Zhu Huan'an laughed, as if he had never seen such a monk.

"Hey, are you like this?"

Just when Zhu Huan'an was about to tease him, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the surging flames in the Luck Cauldron had gradually extinguished.

"This is?"

Zhu Huan'an frowned, he immediately put his hands on the mouth of the tripod and looked in, Murong Jingyan also noticed something strange, put bloody fingers into his mouth and quickly probed.

next moment.

Turbulent flames gushed out from the cauldron, Murong Jingyan only had time to raise her hand, but was blown back three steps by the strong wind and waves, and was about to fall off the high platform.

Fortunately, Zhu Huan'an stretched out his hand in time to hold him back. At this moment, Zhu Huan'an raised his head to look at the sky, golden light appeared in his eyes, and his face showed surprise.

The beam of light has been soaring into the sky straight up to the sky. It is said to be a beam of light, but it is infinite red petals flying up.

Everyone in Xuancheng was attracted at this moment and looked up at the night sky.

Under the full moon, countless red begonia petals flew, scattered in the clouds, and fell into the alleys of the city. Even the people in the dream were awakened by the cold floral fragrance, holding the petals in a daze.

That night, the moon was dyed red because of the begonias, and the fragrance of flowers in Xuancheng lingered all night.

In the bronze building of the Department of Health and Dao, Zhu Huan'an took a step forward against the wind. He had a premonition that there was a more terrifying abnormality brewing, and the sound of breaking wind was already coming from outside the building.

More than one!
"Humph!"

Zhu Huan'an inserted the black knife into the high platform, so that Murong Jingyan would not be blown away by the strong wind.

Then he moved forward again, biting his finger without hesitation, and as his blood splashed into the furnace, Zhu Huanan slapped the bronze tripod with his palm, and Begonia Huazhu stopped immediately.

Then a bigger black phantom leaped out of the cauldron!

Begonias were stained with blood moon, and in the clouds and waves, a white-headed black dragon roared, and the huge phantom seemed to cover the moonlight and stars.

Not only Xuancheng, but the entire Yazhou heard the roar of the dragon singing Jiuxiao.

The bronze door was also violently pushed open.

Jiang Yu and several other figures came together, and they all had expressions of shock on their faces.

"It really is the posture of a fairy!"

(End of this chapter)