In the Demon Sect's Tianming Palace, Yun Feifei had been whipped countless times. Her white jade-like skin was full of traces of whipping, and scarlet blood was flowing down from her chest, hands and legs.
The whip finally stopped.
She groaned in pain, but still did not forget to say: "Thank you, mother, for showing mercy."
"Put on your clothes and come in."
The beautiful figure behind the red gauze moved her red lips slightly and said:
"Tell me, what was it like when you met Sha'er?"
Yun Feifei picked up the obscene clothes and skirts one by one from the ground, endured the unspeakable pain on her skin, put on the bloody clothes, and slowly walked into the red gauze tent.
Lift the red veil.
The residence of the master of the Demon Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect, does not have any majestic air. Instead, it looks more like an ordinary woman's boudoir.
There is a dressing table and a bronze mirror in the window.
She stood in front of the bronze mirror, dressed in red, stroking her hair with bare hands, combing it down gently, looking at her appearance in the mirror.
And on the wall not far from the bronze mirror, there is a painting hanging.
The painting depicts a human being with an immortal look, sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, and a wide robe, which makes him appear taller and taller than ordinary people. Even if it only exists in the painting, it cannot cover up the otherworldly appearance of this person.
temperament.
When anyone sees this painting, the first feeling in his heart is that he cannot look directly at it, just like the common people in the city who see the emperor and must immediately kneel down and kowtow.
It's just a painting, but it can have such a soul-stirring magic power.
Naturally, the person who painted it had extraordinary skills.
In this world, only the Demon Queen Yun Shouxuan, who has studied the aura of heavenly demons carefully, can transfer the ethereal aura to a painting.
The person in the painting was once the number one person in the world.
Chen Shenxuan.
Even though Yun Feifei sees this painting every time she comes in, she still feels dazed.
"Um?"
As if not waiting for Yun Feifei's response, Yun Shouxuan in front of the mirror raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Yun Feifei.
Turning his head, the face of the Demon Queen, the leader of the six masters of the Demon Sect, was revealed.
Her eyes are like paint, and her beauty is stunning. Time seems to have left no trace on her face. Compared with Yun Feifei, who is still in his youth, he only seems to be two or three years older than her.
Yun Feifei quickly replied: "Shadi is about three points similar to you, and the remaining seven points are like the person in the painting."
Yun Shouxuan seemed startled for a moment, stroking his hair and looking at the painting quietly, and said:
"Seven points like him, a good thing, a good thing."
She asked again: "Then you went to his grave. Did you dig up his grave and take a look?"
The words are astonishing.
Yun Feifei knelt down again and said with a fearful look on his face: "I wanted to do this, but Shadi blocked me..."
"You failed to dig up his grave and see it for me with your own eyes." Yun Shouxuan murmured: "In other words, I still don't know if the person buried on the mountain is actually him."
Yun Feifei boldly asked: "Mother, do you really think Chen Shenxuan is not dead?"
Yun Shouxuan turned to look at Yun Feifei.
Yun Feifei immediately shut up and lowered his head without daring to express his anger.
Yun Shouxuan glanced at her, then approached the painting with deep eyes, and reached out to touch it.
Talking to himself in front of the painting:
"You are dead? How is it possible? Your skill is already the best in the world, and you have almost shattered the world. You are only fifty years old this year. For a martial arts practitioner, you are in your prime. How could you die?"
Yun Feifei watched her mother's mood become unstable again, and struggled several times to try to comfort her.
Yun Shouxuan seemed to be immersed in his own world. Looking at Chen Shenxuan in the painting, he said nervously:
"Are you really dead? Have you ever thought about how Sha'er and I, an orphan and a widowed mother, will be bullied by your opponents after you die?"
Yun Feifei didn't dare to answer.
But I was gritting my teeth in my heart.
The man in the painting had not twenty, but more than a dozen women during his lifetime.
There are so many women, and you are not the only one.
The only person he cares about is probably his son Chen Sha. Women are dispensable to him.
Even if he is the leader of the Demon Sect, there is nothing special in that person's heart.
But she didn't dare to say these words at all.
She is just the adopted daughter of the sect leader.
"Mom, at this age, Brother Sha is able to overpower the two elders Liang Pang and me. He is not suppressed by Dao Yishan's luck at all. What is going on?" Yun Feifei could only change the subject.
Yun Shouxuan combed his hair and said, "You don't have to worry about Sha'er anymore. I'll make other plans."
Yun Feifei said: "But without his holy blood lineage, mother, you would have no legitimate reason to unify the demonic way and subdue the six major demonic sects. Over the years, I have heard about Long Zaitian's "Demon Tribulation"
If the skill goes further, it will become clear..."
She whispered: "There are rumors in the magic martial arts world that his cultivation has surpassed yours."
"Long Zaitian..."
Yun Shouxuan seemed to have heard a name that made her extremely unhappy, and there was a chill in her eyes:
"Back when he used your uncle Pi Qingqing to cross the seventh level of Demonic Tribulation, our Heavenly Demon Sect formed a life-and-death feud with him. Now that he has reached the eighth level of Demonic Tribulation, I am afraid he can rank among the fifth in the world.
."
He glanced at Yun Feifei.
"But don't worry, I'm going to Zhao State in two days, because the clever man who has been hiding from me for ten years finally shows up."
Yun Feifei was overjoyed: "I found him, doesn't that mean you can..."
Yun Shouxuan continued to comb his hair: "When I find him, I can open the 'Shura Treasure Box' left by your master, and then take out the last two volumes of 'Tian Mo Strategy' and 'Preaching Demon Guts' inside to unify the six paths of the demon sect.
It’s just a matter of time.”
"When the time comes, I will personally go to Daoyishan and dig up the grave to see if it is empty or if someone is really buried inside."
Yun Feifei bit his lip and said: "Actually, there is only one great master, Sha Di, on Daoyi Mountain. If you can take the time to go there in person,..."
Yun Shouxuan glanced at her and exhaled: "You don't know that there is another junior brother of his on that mountain. Although his skills are not as good as mine, if he sees me digging my grave, with that old man's foolish character, I'm afraid
You will risk your life and blow up your Qi Palace to stop me."
"This is why I asked you to lead only a few masters and secretly go to Daoyi Mountain to see if you can steal Sha'er back. But now it seems that although Sha'er is much stronger than expected, your decision was wrong.
, it’s even more of a big problem.”
Yun Feifei didn't dare to speak, bit her lip and lowered her head.
But after all she had been whipped, Yun Shouxuan no longer had any interest in punishing her and just asked:
"You went to Daoyishan this time and met with the new Yipintang in the world. Do you know the details of their power?"
"Back to Mother, this Pintang was established by a mysterious man named Gong Ziqing. At present, the organization has attracted 60% of the masters on the celebrity list of Zhao and Yuan. The general helm is located at the former site of Fairy Sword Villa.
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Fairy Sword Villa.
A hundred years ago, it was a powerful force that was famous in the world. The owner of the villa became famous in the world for making swords. Every sword that came out of the Fairy Sword Villa was matched with the top ten swordsmen in the world.
There was once such a rumor.
If any swordsman in the world wants to become famous, he must first own a sword produced by Fairy Sword Villa.
A hundred years ago, the owner of Fairy Sword Villa once forged a peerless sword. Once it was born, it had the ability to independently absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It could also feel the mind of the sword holder and fly freely within a hundred steps!
As soon as this sword came out, it was once called the "Fairy Sword" by martial arts people all over the world, and its name was Ling Xiao.
When this sword was born, it attracted many martial arts people from all over the world to fight for it, and the Fairy Sword Villa was razed to the ground. Later, this sword passed through many swordsmen.
Today, this fairy sword is once again hanging in the former site of the Fairy Sword Villa.
However, now it is no longer called Fairy Sword Villa, but has a new name.
Yipintang.
It has been seven days since the entire army of the Nine Extraordinary Monsters was annihilated on Daoyi Mountain.
A goshawk finally flew here from Daoyi Mountain.
It crossed over the huge courtyard of the former Fairy Sword Villa, and reflected in its eyes the rockery, gardens, and dozens of different courtyards that had entered and exited. Finally, it landed on the beautiful mountain stone in the courtyard of Yipin Hall.
"That's...the messenger eagle raised by bronze hands?"
A scholar in white stepped forward and opened the copper ring at the goshawk's feet. There was a piece of paper in it, with a line of hastily scrawled on it:
"There is still a first-grade great innate man sitting on Daoyi Mountain. We lost our lives here. We hope that Young Master Qing will avenge us."