This person's name is Zhang Fan. He was originally a casual cultivator in Tianli City. He worked hard for many years but did not have enough savings to buy a Huanzhen Dao Pill. He was eventually tempted by the Demon Sect to join it.

Although he was promoted to the Yuandan stage by the Demon Sect using secret techniques, his Yuandan was made of the Demon Sect and was extremely watery, and he later joined and was not valued in the Demon Sect. Otherwise, he would not have been sent to perform this task.

Similarly, because of this, he is not so loyal.

When asked about the information inside the Demon Sect, Zhang Fan was also confused. Such a stupid and stupid person was hard to make the Demon Sect work hard to cultivate. No wonder even a casual cultivator like Nangong Lan couldn't afford to look down on him.

When Tang Cheng heard this, he felt bored. These residents were obviously massacred by the rebels. Among them, there must be many inside stories, with 80% shadows of the Demon Sect. However, there were too few clues, so the mastermind behind the scenes was still hiding behind the layers of veils.

"What a waste!" Tang Cheng, who looked at Zhang Fan, had no conclusion, felt anxious in his heart. With a flying sword, he instantly pierced his eyebrows.

Nangong Lan looked at the flying sword covered with Zhang Fan's brain and did not dare to take it back. She just looked at him with a gaze. Tang Cheng glanced at him sideways and asked, "Since you are a casual cultivator in the South China Sea, why are you going to Middle Earth if you have nothing to do?"

Nangong Lan was stunned and asked in surprise: "Senior, don't you know?"

"What do you know?"

Nangong Lan looked at the anxious Tang Cheng carefully and whispered: "Sometimes ago, Linghu from Tianlicheng was preaching the method of evil spirit formation pills. My companion could not afford a pill of Huanzhen Dao, so he insisted on pulling me to listen, but was kidnapped by these guys on the way."

"What, Linghu is going early?" Tang Cheng's face relaxed a little.

"Senior, have you known Linghu early?" Nangong Lan was afraid that Tang Cheng would be able to kill him in a while, so he slipped his hand and didn't dare to speak loudly. Seeing that there was a common topic, he hurriedly wanted to get closer.

"Linghu Zaoxing preached in Tianli City? Can we avoid buying the True Dao Pill?"

"Yes, senior!"

"Hey, this guy is really stubborn! Will he charge fees, such as the Five Elements Spirit Stone?"

"No money is taken!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Cheng shook his head, worried about Linghu's early future. He threw the best magic weapon in his hand to Nangong Lan, and Tang Cheng said: "Take this to hand in the service!"

Since Nangong Lan is not the mastermind, Tang Cheng will not cut off all the vitality of the absolute square. After all, he is also forced, which is completely different from a guy like Zhang Fan who takes the initiative to surrender.

After saying that, Tang Cheng turned around and flapped his wings and left.

On the way back to Kunlun, Tang Cheng added caution and watched what happened on the earth, but the result was shocking. It was normal to corpses everywhere, and it was not an exaggeration to say that nine out of ten rooms were empty.

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.

There are shadows of the Demon Sect everywhere. After several years of lurking, I am afraid that the strength of the Demon Sect has increased countless times. Tang Cheng was very worried. After returning to Kunlun, Tang Cheng did not tell anyone about his discovery. In Middle Earth, monks must not interfere in mundane affairs, this is a taboo.

Therefore, Tang Cheng decided to make a comeback and conduct a secret investigation. As long as he refused to admit it and was not caught on the spot, everything could be compromised under Jianzhai's intervention.

However, once the matter is informed by Mingye Zhenren, Mingye will definitely not agree to Tang Cheng's choice, and will only notify the other five major sects to discuss the matter. This delay is so long that I don't know when to reach an agreement. During this period, Mingye will inevitably have an order not to allow Tang Cheng to cause trouble. If Tang Cheng commits crimes against the wind, the nature of the mistake will be very different.

Kunlun Mountain, Tianzhu Peak.

Jianzhai.

Tang Cheng bowed and said, "Uncle Master, there is no Taiyao in Zhongdi from now on!"

Unlike usual, Mingye Zhenren did not sit upright on the cloud bed, but stood there. Although Tang Cheng's seniority remains unchanged, his strength is already very different. In the world of cultivation, ranking by strength is always an unbreakable truth, although all of this is hidden under the veil of morality and theory.

"Very good!" Zhenren Mingye suddenly jumped in his heart. What Tang Cheng said was not "Taiyi" but "Taiyidao". Then, this statement must mean that he had already uprooted Taiyidao.

Although Zhenren Mingye thought Tang Cheng was a bit harsh, the winner would never be criticized. Besides, Tang Cheng was his own person, and Taiyi was an outsider who came to provoke him.

After pondering for a while, Ming Ye Zhenren said, "Do you have any requirements for your soul banquet? Also, your name has not been decided yet. You can consider a few of them yourself first. Then everyone will take a closer look!"

Tang Cheng was in a bad mood. To be honest, Tang Cheng has always been exempted from such things, and there is another important thing after Tang Cheng, but there is not much time to delay.

After laughing dryly, Tang Cheng said, "Uncle Qi, I have a friend in Tianli City. He has caused some trouble during this period, so I want to help the top leader. After this matter, it will be too late to say anything else!"

Nodding, Zhenren Mingye said thoughtfully: "Okay, let's first customize the Fusang sacred tree as the array eye and strengthen the power of the thirty-six thunder formations in the heavens. The world will not be peaceful in these days."

After exiting Jianzhai, Tang Cheng went straight back to Feilai Peak.

In less than two years, Tangcheng passed the heavenly tribulation and defeated Taiyi, which gave Mingyue, Huang Wuyi and others a great excitement. Now they seemed to have made an appointment and went to retreat to Aurora Pavilion to practice together.

There is a lonely piece of Feilai Peak, only the dead leaves are floating.

Tangcheng walked in the sparse forest, and the sunlight left scattered spots on the ground. The sound of stomping dead leaves alarmed the birds in the forest, bringing vitality to the quiet forest.

Unconsciously, Tang Cheng had already walked to a newly built thatched hut. It seemed that Tang Cheng's playful scene of Shangguan Hong building a wall with her innate energy.

However, things change. Even Shangguan Hong, who seems to be a pistachio, is now following the True Man of Kumu on Tiantai Peak to practice hard. He has never been distracted by him when he survives the disaster. In the future, he will never hear that cute voice in his ears again.

"call!"

I sighed softly, after all, I have to get used to loneliness.

Tang Cheng took down the Fusang sacred tree behind him and was about to put it down when he suddenly said in a weak voice: "Brother Tang Family, why are you sighing?"

Tang Cheng's figure suddenly froze, then stretched out. A smile appeared on his face. He turned around and said, "Sister Xian'er, are you doing well?"

Perhaps because of the different level of cultivation, Tang Cheng was no longer as restless as before when facing Yao Xian's childhood. To put it bluntly, why should monks who are determined to live forever care about these love and love? After thousands of years, who can guarantee that they are still in love?

What matters is the moment, not the future.

"I'm fine." After hesitating for a moment, Yao Xian'er asked: "How are my master?"

After being stunned for a moment, Tang Cheng realized that Yao Xian'er was asking Xihe. Tang Cheng did not have any hostility towards this woman, but they only had many enemies. Tang Cheng wanted to kill her son, and there was no room for ease of conflict between them.

After pondering for a moment, Tang Cheng arrived: "Taiyi was defeated, Yingzhou was in Lu Chen, Xihe was unwilling to live alone, and he was buried in the East China Sea!"

Yao Xian'er's face darkened. For her, Xihe's care was very grateful to Yao Xian'er, who lacked maternal love. Even if Xihe's care was mixed with too many personal purposes, it would not harm Yao Xian'er's gratitude. Of course, compared with Tang Cheng, who was childhood sweetheart, this gratitude seemed insufficient.

"Look, this is the Fusang sacred tree. It is said that it only grows one foot every ten thousand years. When it matures completely, it can climb its trunk and climb directly to the fairy world." Seeing that her mood was dim, Tang Cheng hurriedly changed the topic.

This move was very effective. When Yao Xian'er heard what Tang Cheng said, she hurriedly stepped forward to watch. The Fusang sacred tree is not amazing in appearance, but it looks like an ordinary mulberry tree. The two trunks are intertwined in the canopy, leaving only a hole like a door in the middle.

This Fusang sacred tree has no roots, but has plunged into the void. It is said that it is absorbing the immortal spirit energy from the fairy world. However, this statement has never been confirmed. This makes the Fusang sacred tree look a bit strange, as if it is growing directly from the branches.

Although it is late autumn when the plants and trees are withered, the leaves of this Fusang sacred tree are still green. Moreover, the tender mulberry leaves are not covered with dust, and they are as new as ever.

But just these two points match the name of the first sacred tree in history. Yao Xian'er observed it for a while and was very disappointed, saying, "This is the Fusang sacred tree, and I can't tell what's so great about it."

Tang Cheng laughed dryly and said, "Haha, maybe the silkworm spit out differently after eating its mulberry leaves!" Yao Xian'er sniffed and finally laughed out loud, saying, "What silkworm dares to eat the mulberry leaves of Fusang sacred tree, and ensure that it will turn into ashes immediately!"

"Uncle Master wants me to use this sacred tree as the eye of the Thirty-Six Thunder Arrays of the Heavens, and the immortals come and observe it together!" Tang Cheng invited him warmly, and no one knows the Thirty-Six Thunder Arrays of the Heavens, more than Tang Cheng.

This formation with the Tianle Thunder Bamboo as the source of spiritual energy is extremely lethal, but its disadvantages are extremely obvious and lack sufficient resilience. Once the thunder power contained in the Tianle Thunder Bamboo is exhausted, the power of the Thirty-Six Thunder Forms in the Tianle Thunder Bamboo will plummet, and the Fusang Divine Tree will make up for this defect well.

Surprisingly, the array eye was set in the thatched hut where the old Taoist Wangyou lived, and there were still hundreds of thunder bamboos around the thatched hut swaying happily.

Tang Cheng demolished the roof of the thatched hut and transplanted the Fusang sacred tree into it. The whole process was extremely complicated. After two full hours, Tang Cheng finished his busy schedule.

By the time Tang Cheng wiped away the sweat beads on his head, it was already sunset and the stars shining.

When Tang Cheng pushed open the wooden door of the thatched hut, he saw Yao Xian'er still waiting outside. She was leaning on a thunder bamboo, like an elf in the dark.

Looking up at the night sky, it is the branch on the moon.
Chapter completed!