Just when Shiyi was thinking a lot, Feng Wuhen, who had already left the holy city, stood outside the city.

Out of sight, he took out a small porcelain vase and poured out a drop of blood as red as fire.

That was Yan Shuyue's blood.

Feng Wuhen specifically asked her to come.

He hooked his finger, and the drop of blood turned into a blood mist at his fingertips, floating towards the Holy City.

"The Hongmen Banquet is ready, all we have to do is have our guests arrive."

……

Thousands of miles away, in a dark underground chamber.

There was a tall figure wrapped in demonic aura, sitting cross-legged in the darkness, exhaling and recovering from his injuries.

In front of him was a soul-nurturing formation that occupied two-thirds of the secret room, supporting the dark heart in the center of the formation.

"thump!"

The black heart suddenly beat violently, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the secret room.

The figure seemed to be awakened by the movement and opened his sharp eyes like a wolf and a dog.

"woke up?"

A hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded in the secret room.

The figure slowly stood up and walked to the heart, revealing his skin that was now withered.

"Very good, you finally woke up. If you don't wake up, your last believer in this world will probably die, my Lord Demon God."

The person who spoke was the Demon Lord who had escaped before.

Because he suffered two big losses in succession at the hands of Elder Jian and Feng Wuhen, his current condition was very bad.

In particular, three of his clones were destroyed, and now there is only one main body left. The clones were destroyed, and all the spells backfired on his main body, causing him to suffer a wave of heavy injuries as soon as his consciousness returned to his main body. .

As a last resort, he could only escape from the Dog Demon Society's lair with the demon god's heart, find this secret room, and stay in seclusion for two full months before he finally recovered a little.

But these may only be one-tenth of the time. To fully support him, he may need more blood of the demon god.

When the Demon Lord thought of this, the eyes staring at the Demon God's heart suddenly became dim and unclear.

"thump!!"

Just when the Demon Lord was wondering what to think, the heart of the Demon God in front of him suddenly beat violently again.

And the reaction this time was even greater than before.

The Demon Lord suddenly frowned slightly.

what happened?

The reaction of the demon god's heart didn't seem to be like waking up normally.

"thump!!!"

Again!

The beating became stronger and stronger, and the feeling seemed to be mixed with an eager emotion.

Is it blood induction? Those two losers who escaped?

The Demon Lord thought about this and shook his head.

No, if it's blood induction, he also has the blood of the demon god, so he should also be able to sense it.

Could it be...a container? !

A flash of light flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes.

He immediately stretched out his hand and fired a magic power from his hand. After lingering in his palm for a while, he seemed to know something——

"It turns out that the two wastes met the container. It seems to have some effect."

The Demon Lord suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Is the location in the Holy City? Where the Holy Lord is sitting, the danger is not small.

Be prepared. …

Two days later.

Yan Shuyue has finally achieved the first level of physical training in "The Immortal Sutra"!

"I thought each level only needed to be polished once, but I didn't expect that each level must be mastered before I can move on to the next level!"

Yan Shuyue only discovered this when she was practicing the second level.

If Huangque hadn't reacted quickly and helped her stop the second severe tendon break in time, she would have been hurt to death.

"If you don't write down anything so important, then maybe Haotian or the founder of the Changsheng Sect wants to prevent someone from outside the sect like you from secretly learning from it?"

Xiao Kunpeng said angrily.

Yan Shuyue smiled and said, "Perhaps in the middle volume and the second volume. If you don't write this, not only outsiders like me will be prevented, but even the disciples of the sect will be harmed."

"It just so happens that it's the time you agreed with those three people. Just go and take a look today."

Xiao Kunpeng swung his tail and said, "If this is not stated in the middle school paper, then either what they gave you is fake, or they deliberately did not write it down."

After all, they never would have thought that Yan Shuyue would be so bold, daring to practice the first roll before she even got the middle and lower rolls.

"Good idea, let's go take a look."

Yan Shuyue brought her rubbings from the first scroll and arrived half a stick of incense ahead of the agreed time. But what she didn't expect was that the other three people actually arrived earlier than she did.

Yan Shuyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "It seems I'm late?"

Shangjia Wanci waved her hands quickly, "No, no, no, it's because we arrived too early. Because we really wanted to see the first scroll of the Ancestral Secret Art as soon as possible, the three of us were a little impatient, and we unconsciously arrived a little early. , Fellow Daoist Jiang, please forgive me."

"I see, that's right. After observing the contents of the "Immortal Sutra", I am also very interested in the middle and lower volumes of it. I think the three of you have already printed the contents of the middle volume and brought them here today. Bar?"

"Of course, Fellow Daoist Jiang, please rest assured."

The person communicating with Yan Shuyue was still Shangjia Wanci, while the other two only stood behind her without speaking.

Shangjia Wanci took out a paint-red wooden box, opened it sincerely and gave it to Yan Shuyue to take a look at.

'how? '

Yan Shuyue asked in her heart.

Huangque scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, and then said, "It's a rubbing that was just written not long ago. There's nothing wrong with the wooden box. You can hand it over first."

"Okay, since the three fellow Taoists are sincere, let's start the exchange."

Delivery with one hand, money and goods with the other.

Shangjia Wanci and the others were indeed sincere as Yan Shuyue said. In addition to the rubbings of the second volume, they also gave an additional 100 million spiritual stones.

"This spiritual stone should be regarded as our apology. We were anxious for secret skills that day and had no choice but to take action against Fellow Daoist Jiang. Please don't blame me, Fellow Daoist. If we have the opportunity to visit our Haotian Changsheng Sect in the future, we will definitely continue to serve as landlords."

Maybe it was a matter of saving face, but Shangjia’s euphemism was indeed done well.

Yan Shuyue naturally accepted it happily.

"Fellow Taoist Shangjia is serious. Don't worry. I will definitely visit your sect in the future. I hope that by then the three fellow Taoists will already be elites in the sect, so we may have another chance to trade with each other."

Although the middle volume has been obtained, the next volume has not yet arrived.

If she can really master the first and middle volumes of the "Immortal Sutra", then she will definitely be able to complete the second volume.

"I would like to borrow some auspicious words from fellow Taoist Jiang."

Then Shangjia Wanci and the other three left.

Things ended so smoothly that Yan Shuyue couldn't even believe it.

I thought these three people came so early to do something, but in the end they did nothing?

Yan Shuyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and after putting away the wooden box, she went directly back to the temple.

After returning to Bieyuan, she took out the rubbings from the middle volume again. (End of chapter)

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