Chapter 440: See the world again

Ximen Ge asked: "Elder Lu, are we not guarding?"

"Still guard?" Lu Huo shook his head: "Didn't you see that the ghosts in the cave are gone? In my opinion, the blood Ganoderma lucidum in the cave is taken away by the Qin Demon. However, although we did not get the blood Ganoderma lucidum, the bald donkeys couldn't get it either!"

Ximen Ge said: "Oh! Fortunately, Elder Lu arrived in time and drove away the group of hateful bald donkeys. However, they should not give up, probably to bring reinforcements."

Lu Huo nodded and said, "Well, they, like us, didn't expect the Qin Demon to take the lead. I guess they were waiting for the opportunity, but they didn't know that in the end they would be a happy moment."

"Hehe, I really want to see the disappointed appearance of those bald donkeys." Ximen Ge said with a faint smile.

Then, he suddenly shivered, his hair suddenly rose, and he said in a little frightened: "To put it, the piano demon is so scary! His piano sound is so weird that it is unstoppable, and... so many ghosts have been wiped out by him."

Lu Huo said: "The sound of the piano demon is indeed terrifying, but it is not surprising to destroy ghosts. The demon-suppressing banner in his hand can catch ghosts. Alas... Unfortunately, the sect leader did not discover the magic of the demon-suppressing banner, otherwise it would not have fallen into his hands."

If he knew that the Demon-Suppressing Banner could not only capture ghosts, but also possessed the underworld spirit, then he would feel even more a pity.

According to Ming Ling, the Demon-Suppressing Banner was once one of the magic weapons of the God of the Underworld. Although it was damaged, its power was also amazing. If it was not damaged, then it could also put humans, demons and other creatures into the banner and directly refine them into pure souls. It is extremely powerful.

At this time, a disciple with a low level of cultivation asked: "Elder Lu, where was the piano demon hiding just now?"

Lu Huo replied: "Behind the illusory round door, there is a treasure as big as a small sand, and he should be hiding there."

Everyone was amazed and discussed what treasure the little sand was.

Ximen Ge sighed: "At the time in Feixian Town, the Qin Demon's cultivation level was still very low, and the piano sound was not so fierce. It has only been a long time since there was such a powerful pet demon - the beauty flower who transformed into a human form."

"Yes, this person's background is unfathomable, I don't know who cultivated it." Lu Huo also sighed: "You know, his beauty flower has turned into a human form. Even if he fights alone, I'm afraid I'm not its opponent. Alas, maybe it's time to persuade the sect leader to keep a low profile for a while."

Everyone was silent and a little discouraged.

Fu Lou didn't fly away. He wanted to ask Jie Yan about something - the identity of the monk who was captured from the bottom of the Black Dragon Ice Pond.

"Where did the monks from Fanjing Mountain go?"

Fu Lou thought to himself, since the monk from Fanjing Mountain has come, he must have come for the blood Ganoderma lucidum, so how could he leave easily?

Although there are a large number of ghosts in the Xueli Cave, they have Ruyi Demon Subduing Tower and there are many people. As long as they have enough time, they will definitely be able to enter. Before, they were just unable to enter the cave because they were obstructed by the people of the Spirit-Duying Sect.

Since Lu Huo appeared, Jie Yan and the others were definitely not opponents of the Lingyu Sect. Nothing would happen to them? Uh... Even though they could not defeat Lu Huo and his men, with the strength of both sides, they should be able to escape.

"Maybe they are hiding nearby, uh, look for them." Fu Lou thought.

So Fu Lou changed his middle-aged appearance - a look that Jie Yan and the others could recognize.

Then, he escaped from the Taoyuan Realm, circled the Black Wind Ridge with his sword, and then turned back to the valley in front of the Xueli Cave. After flying around, he still did not find any trace of the monks of Fanjing Mountain, and no one took the initiative to find him.

At this time, the valley was empty, and the birds that were flying were back, and the people of the Spirit-Huangling Sect had already left.

"Let's wait for a day." Fu Lou made a decision.

After finding a large flat stone, Fulou took out the tea table, tea stool, tea set, and drink it.

Of course, Xiao Hun came out too. As long as she had the chance, she wanted to come out and feel the outside world.

The breeze is gentle, and the birds are singing and insects are singing.

At this time, Xiao Hun was like a little girl, running barefoot on the grass, jumping and rolling. She occasionally caught a little bug and played with it, and occasionally picked a small yellow flower and wore it on her temples. From time to time, she heard the happy laughter like a silver bell.

This laughter brought vitality to the empty valley.

"Will she still be a fierce soul-devouring demon?" Fu Lou smiled.

While drinking tea, Fu Lou played with a Ruyi Demon-Subduing Tower in his hand.

This Ruyi Demon Subduing Tower gave him a strange feeling, and he didn't see through it with the universe's magic eyes.

When Fu Lou penetrated his mental power into the tower, he found that there were many hazy spaces inside, and the space was not large, which was very similar to the Demon-Suppressing Banner. After a preliminary investigation, he did not find any ghosts or souls in the tower.

Since this Ruyi Demon Subduing Tower belongs to the monks of Fanjing Mountain, Fu Lou is inconvenient to take it for himself, so he has not refined it. Because of this, he cannot fully go deep into the space inside the tower to observe, but he vaguely feels that the level of this Ruyi Demon Subduing Tower is extraordinary, much better than the Ruyi Demon Subduing Tower that Jieyan has.

Such a high-quality Ruyi Demon-Subduing Tower also shows that the monk caught from the ice pool of the frozen forest was of extraordinary identity. However, this person is extremely persevering. No matter how Dahua and Erhua "question" him, he just didn't speak, and seemed to be a mute.

Fu Lou knew that the monk was definitely not a mute, but he was just unwilling to reveal his own secrets.

Fu Lou was a little curious about him, but he did not force him to ask him, otherwise he would take the magic control technique. Generally speaking, Fu Lou would not perform this technique unless it was absolutely necessary, because after performing this technique, it would take a long time to clear unnecessary memories, otherwise it would affect his mood.

Two hours later, the sky gradually darkened.

"Swoosh!" A yellow shadow flew over quickly and stood in front of Fu Lou in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was a monk, about fifty years old and had a thin figure.

Fu Lou knew this monk, whose name was Jueyuan, who belonged to his master in Fanjing Mountain. However, Jueyuan did not know Fu Lou now. Although he and Fu Lou met in the Cave of Death, Fu Lou's appearance was just a young warrior at that time.

Jueyuan said coldly: "Take the things in your hands."

"Next." Fu Lou swung his hand and threw the Ruyi Demon-Subduing Tower in his hand. He knew that Jueyuan was a compassionate person and would not hurt people casually, so he did not hide in the Taoyuan realm.

Xiao Hun was nervous, and stood beside Fulou, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

Fu Lou smiled and said to Xiao Hun: "Don't be nervous, this is a monk from Fanjing Mountain and will not hurt me."

Jueyuan was a little surprised by Fu Lou's pleasure. He took the Ruyi Demon Subduing Tower and focused his attention. He looked shocked: "Not good!"

With his superb cultivation, he couldn't help but shout to Fu Lou: "Speak quickly! How did you get this thing?"

Fu Lou was a little surprised and said, "I got it from a monk."

Jueyuan asked urgently: "Where is this monk?"

Fu Lou saw that Jueyuan was so anxious. It seemed that the identity of the monk he captured was indeed not simple, so he apologized: "I imprisoned this monk, so I offended him so much."

After saying that, he raised his right hand, opened the Taoyuan Realm Formation Gate, and took out the monk.

There is still some true energy in this monk's body. Fu Lou deliberately cared for Erhua to do so. As long as the monk can't escape, there is no need to suck all his true energy away.

When Jueyuan saw the monk's face, he was shocked and said, "Just!... No! Wuyu! It's indeed your evil deed!"

Wu Yu struggled to get up and knelt towards Jueyuan: "Master! The disciple deserves to die, but he has no regrets when he dies."

Jue Yuan was shocked and said, "Wu Nitian's soul has been released!?...resurrected!"

It turned out that this Ruyi Demon Subduing Tower pressed Wu Nitian's soul. It was originally a magic weapon refined by Jueyuan, and Jueyuan had a certain sense of response to it within a certain range. It was precisely because of this that he left Jie Yan and others and ran forward alone and rushed forward quickly.

"Yeah." Wu Yu nodded.

The expression on Wu Yu's face is very complicated, with both excitement, glory, and a hint of guilt.

Excitement and glory are because a hundred years of lurking and finally achieving the right result, saving one's ancestors, which will be recorded in the history of the family tree.

As for guilt, of course, it is because he feels guilty of Fanjing Mountain's teachings. Although he was implicated in the family since he was a child and only sneaked into Fanjing Mountain after special training, he has been influenced and taught by Fanjing Mountain Sect for so many years and has unknowingly possessed Fanjing Mountain's unique moral thoughts, and he cannot help but condemn his betrayal of his master's behavior in his heart.

He was completely right to save Wu Nitian’s soul as a member of the Wu family. But he was wrong to the disciples of Fanjingshan. Alas, it was really contradictory.

Because of this, he was always in depression.

Now that he has fallen into the hands of the master, he feels free.

"So he is the lurking genius!" Fu Lou was too surprised at this moment. The monk he caught by chance was actually Fan Jingshan tried every means to find the traitor - Wuyu, it was such a coincidence!

Well, the majestic man who escaped that day, from Wu Yu's respect for him and his selflessness, he was sure that he was Wu Nitian. However, Wu Nitian's cultivation was not high. Obviously, not long after he was reborn, the Nascent Soul seemed to have not yet condensed.

Jueyuan asked again: "Where is Wu Nitian?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and knew that this sentence was simply in vain. Wuyu would never say it.

Sure enough, Wu Yu was silent. In fact, Wu Yu might not know where Wu Nitian was going, because at that time, he had not had too much conversation with Wu Nitian and had no predetermined escape location.

"This sect claims that the disciples are the best in their character, but unexpectedly teach them a disciple like you... Alas, I am really ashamed of my ancestors!" Jue Yuan sighed, his figure a little desolate.

Wuyu burst into tears: "The disciple has insulted his master's sect, and he is willing to be severely punished by the master's ancestral."

Jueyuan felt heartbroken: "Don't you know that doing this will cause another bloody storm in the world of cultivation that was originally calm? How can you... bear it?"
Chapter completed!