Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

[Name: Yin Huacheng]

【Age: 38】

[Root Bone: Body Training with the Blood of All Beasts (Missing)]

[Realm: Observing the Five Apertures of God. 】

[Destiny: Blue Gray]

[Evaluation: The Hundred Beasts Hall, a branch of the Demon Summoning Cult, receives an envoy. There is no good or evil in the blood training of the beasts. If you use it right, you will be right, and if you use it wrong, you will be evil. This person's animal nature has entered his body. He only strengthens his body without training his spirit. He has already walked away with the sword. Being slanted leads to countless killings. 】

[Recent encounter: Coveting the host's inheritance, wanting to kill him and then quickly, intending to enter the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm to help Han Zhen, in order to ask the other party to help cleanse his body. 】

You don’t know if you don’t see it.

Seeing this, Li Mo almost rang the bell.

The Demon Evoking Cult again?

All of a sudden, he thought a lot.

He thought of the strange changes in Wang Hu and the man in black looking at Yue Cliff.

I also thought of the monster under the Shenfeng Cave.

Is it all him?

And Han Zhen... isn't that the person Bingtuozi asked him to pay attention to?

If my son is like this, then I...

[Name: Yin Huaxuan]

【Age: 70】

[Root Bone: Body Training with the Blood of All Beasts]

[Realm: Interior Eighth Heaven]

[Destiny: Blue with Purple]

[Evaluation: The protector of the Hundred Beasts Hall of the Demon Summoning Sect is about to gather the God of Beasts and transform into the body of a dragon. He has been lurking in the Qingyuan Sect for more than fifty years. He has a very deep city and a stable temperament. 】

[Recent encounter: Intent to complete the plot of the Demon Summoning Sect as an elder of the Qingyuan Sect. 】

Classmate Xiao Li leaned back slightly.

I'm a fool.

This is not even a rebellion, he was a member of the Demon Evoker Cult from the beginning.

More than fifty years.

Chen Yongren has to give you a cup of tea.

Watching the other party return to the carriage, classmate Xiao Li opened his mouth.

"Ahem, Yin Huacheng's personality is a bit extreme, but Elder Yin Hua is still pretty good."

Seeing Li Mo looking at the two father and son, Qian Bufan spoke from the side.

Xue Jing also said softly:

"His Precious Beast Peak has provided a lot of materials for the door."

Li Mo: "...."

Looking around, he coughed lightly.

"The two elders got into the car and said."

Yin Huacheng is easy to say.

However, Yinhua Xuanneng has been safe and sound in Qingyuan Sect for more than fifty years, so there is no guarantee that he will have no backup plan.

An interior scene on the eighth level is not something he can handle at the moment.

It is safest to let trusted elders know first.

"Mysterious, what's going on?"

Qian Bufan and Xue Jing got into the car.

If you were given other treatment, if you just opened your mouth and said that you had something to do with the elders, you would definitely not get this kind of treatment.

"Two elders, even if you are surprised by what I am going to say next, please do not make any noise."

Li Mo looked at the sect leader's carriage. It was made of a special material that prevented the partition walls from having ears, and then he spoke.

"What are you doing, kid?"

Xue Jing was puzzled.

The convoy hasn't left Qingyuan Sect yet. You have to be so careful about everything in the sect.

However, Li Mo's next words made his expression of confusion solidify.

"Yin Huacheng also has the aura of the Demon Summoning Cult."

The car suddenly became quiet.

They didn't expect that Li Mo would be shocked as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ying Bing's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes as if thinking.

Xue Jing and Qian Bufan's expressions immediately became serious.

"This is no joke."

Qian Bufan said seriously.

If Yin Huacheng has a problem, what about Yin Huaxuan?

This is not just a true story, but a matter of concern to the elders of Zhangfeng.

"Xiao Mo, are you sure?"

Xue Jing's perception of the inner scene of the self-paying hall is much stronger than that of the inner breath state.

But what surprised him was that Li Mo had a precedent, and he had uncovered Wang Hu during the sect's trial.

"I have a method that may prove it."

"But if this is true..."

Li Mo said, looking at the two elders with searching eyes.

"Tell me your method first."

"If it's really feasible, you don't need to worry about the rest."

Qian Bufan put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

Li Mo: "!"

He's so cool.

Is Lao Qian really a master?

.....

"After entering the secret realm, let me see if there is Qingyuan for you to dance with."

Yin Huacheng's pupils changed several times, sometimes like a snake, sometimes like a goshawk, sometimes like a bird.

"Come in."

Like a small palace, Yin Huaxuan's voice came from the carriage pulled by six strange beasts.

He quickly restrained his murderous intent and boarded the carriage.

The interior of the carriage is extremely luxurious. The incense burner is filled with a calming smell. There are bookshelves in the carriage, as well as various paintings of flying in the clouds and mist, or lurking into the abyss.

The pale-faced Yin Huaxuan paints with an expressionless front.

The carriage moved slowly.

Yin Huaxuan always painted seriously, but Yin Huacheng did not dare to speak first.

Less than half an hour passed before he slowly picked up the pen.

A brand new picture of a dragon appeared on the paper, but like the others in the carriage, it had no eyes on it.

"Dad's paintings are becoming more and more exquisite. I'm afraid Ruyifeng won't be able to find a better painter than you."

Yin Huacheng said softly.

"Do you know why I have been painting dragons for twenty years?"

Yin Huaxuan asked.

But before Yin Huacheng could answer, he spoke again:

"The blood training of hundreds of beasts is just superior martial arts. You only need to integrate hundreds of shapes to be considered successful."

"Dad, I know..."

"You know shit."

Yin Huaxuan's expression became increasingly cold:

"The purpose of melting the forms of beasts is to transform into dragons, and to transform into dragons is to watch the dragon and transform into the divine form of a true dragon."

"Is it worthy to look at that beast of yours?"

Yin Huacheng was scolded and turned green and white.

"When I get to Qinghe County, I will ask Master Han to wash your body."

"Ying Bing, you can't move. This girl was named by Master Han."

"roll."

"yes."

Yin Huacheng left with a pale face.

The breeze was blowing on his face, and he was riding on his horse, with all kinds of thoughts rushing through his mind.

Can’t move Ying Bing?

However, his father did not say that Li Mo cannot be touched...

He once hung red flowers in Xiaoyu Tower, but before Xiaomituo had time to pick them, he was killed by Ying Bing, causing him to lose his deposit in vain.

By then, Qinghe County will be full of fish and dragons, and Li Moruo will die at the hands of a killer. Does it seem reasonable?

...

In the past few days, Xiao Li has been immersed in boring practice, occasionally drinking tea with Bingtuozi, practicing swordsmanship, and playing hot pot.

In the process, he also learned a little more about Ying Bing's two levels of inner energy.

Bingtuozi's physique can contain two levels of inner energy and condense two levels of mysterious elixirs.

What about yourself?

Li Mo still only has a preliminary understanding of his own physique.

If the Xuan Dan condenses well, the gap will be even more obvious in the future of the Divine Observation Realm.

So during this period of time, he would also look into other mental methods in his spare time.

Qingyuan Sect's motorcade traveled smoothly all the way, and the worst driver was a thousand-mile BMW.

Therefore, a few days later, we arrived at Dongli Village, a hundred miles away in Qinghe County.

This place belongs to Fen Yulin, after all, they are half the hosts.

Although Fen Yulin is not the leader in Ziyang Mansion, the owner of the forest has a prominent status, so many people from all over the world come here to settle down.

.......

Crackling——

The light rain in June hit the pavilions and pavilions of Dongli Village, making it difficult to see clearly in the mist.

Fen Yulin said that he welcomed heroes from all over the world to come and get together.

But in fact, those who have no background and no ability cannot get in at all.

But that didn't stop them from snooping around and joining in the fun.

"Is that the contemporary chief of Fenyu Valley? Why does he always like to look at people through his nostrils."

"Is there a possibility that he had a stiff neck when he slept last night?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he seems to have broken through the state of observing gods recently. How can a strong person in the state of observing gods have a stiff neck?"

When people in the Jianghu community were talking to each other.

A convoy of carriages and horses came from the road.

Their eyes cast away.

"The people from Qingyuan Sect are here."