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Chapter 468: The Confused Lin Yinping

 The extraterrestrial devil initially had no spiritual intelligence and was just a creature in the form of pure spiritual consciousness.

But when they gain enough spiritual intelligence and start practicing, they will undergo a qualitative change and become a clan of demons outside the world.

This clan, like the demon clan in the demon world, uses demonic energy as the original energy to cultivate. If compared to immortal cultivators, it is a dual cultivation of magic and god.

The cake drawn in "The Art of Destroying the Heart of Demons" is the Great Self-Contained Demon, which is a true immortal-level existence.

The only demon kings of this level that Luo Hong knew were those who first concluded a contract with the real immortal Ma Liang and then attached themselves to the demon light of Han Lao Mo.

Therefore, he quite understands that the thing attached to his soul at this time, which is called the seed of the devil in the inheritance, is definitely a fatal thing!

This form reminded Luo Hong of a farmer scattering a handful of rapeseeds into the field, then remembering it after a while, and going to the field to harvest.

Although one can quickly improve one's spiritual realm by using the Demon's Seed, this is undoubtedly fattening oneself.

"True immortal? What should we do?"

Yuan Yao was shocked when she heard this. No matter how boldly she guessed, she still couldn't rely on existences like true immortals.

"Yao'er doesn't have to be so desperate. Although this is a trick set up by the demon king from outside the world, it is just a demon seed after all.

I can't get rid of it now, but my husband's level is too different from it.

As long as you improve your cultivation in the future, you will have a good chance of getting out of this predicament."

Luo Hong Chuanyin comforted him, and at the same time added in his heart:

"But be quick, before the other party harvests it!"

More than half an hour later, the spirit boat arrived above the Heron Department.

However, at this time, the numerous tents in the tribe had already been dismantled into parts and loaded onto animal carts, and the Tutu people from the Heron tribe were doing the finishing work before the migration.

"Master Zhuo Xian, I'm extremely sorry. The tribe is migrating, so I can only ask you to stay in the carriage."

After inviting Luo Hong into his luxurious carriage, Yinglu confessed with an uneasy expression.

"The relocation of the tribe is a big deal. The leader doesn't need to worry about me. I can just ask someone to send me a set of clothes later."

Luo Hong doesn't have any clothes that stand out to others. Although his spiritual realm has been improved, he was seriously injured when fighting against the devil's seed. It is not appropriate to fight with others before he recovers.

However, during this trip to the Black Realm, he had severely offended the unexpected people, and he possessed a large number of boundary crystals. If his traces were exposed, he would probably be hunted down.

Although Luo Hong is not afraid of it, he doesn't want to injure his soul and waste his recuperation time. He can't afford to delay it now.

Now being hidden among the unexpected tribes like this is exactly what Luo Hong wants, so he will naturally not embarrass the other party.

"Thank you Master Zhuo Xian for your understanding. The clothes will be delivered later!"

Yinglu lowered the curtain of the carriage with a smile on his face, got on his horse and started shouting orders to his people.

Under the personal command of the leader, the work speed of these unexpected people suddenly increased, and soon all the bottles, cans, tables, chairs and benches in the tribe were loaded onto the beast cart.

Normally, Luo Hong would take a second look with interest, but now he was worried about the fact that he had unfortunately become a "devil", so he just glanced at it and started meditating silently.

Not long after, a series of soft footsteps came from outside, and then a soft female voice sounded:

"Master Zhuo Xian, grandpa asked Shan'er to send you clothes."

Luo Hong opened his eyes, and after a brief movement of his consciousness, he saw an eleven or twelve-year-old girl standing outside, and she had the qualifications to cultivate immortality with three spiritual roots.

However, this little girl does not have any magical power in her body, and she has obviously not started practicing yet.

"Just put your clothes down."

Yinglu's thoughts are obvious, and Luo Hong is not a stingy person, but now is not the time.

"Oh well."

The little girl was obviously a little disappointed. She struggled to lift the clothes she was holding to the front and back of the carriage door, then turned and left.

Luo Hong cast a small spell casually, and a gust of breeze rolled up the clothes outside, and then wrapped them around his naked upper body, creating a rare image of a gentle and abrupt person.

Just when Luo Hong was about to continue practicing his martial arts, a line of green smoke suddenly floated out from his Dantian, and Yuan Yao's figure quickly condensed in front of him.

"Husband, I have thought about it. After I finish refining the sea-suppressing beads, you can send me back to the land of the netherworld."

Luo Hong looked at Yuan Yao, who was smiling sweetly in front of him, and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. He was stunned for a moment and then said solemnly:

"Have you thought it through?"

Although it was Luo Hong's original plan to let Yuan Yao return to the Netherworld to practice, but after all these years, he is now somewhat reluctant to part with it.

"In the past, when Yao'er was a Qi refining monk, she thought that as long as she reached the pill-forming stage, she would be free and at ease.

But after Yao'er became a pill-forming monk, she discovered that the Nascent Soul was filled with ants.

Now I finally have the strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator, but I just realized today that if I can’t become a true immortal, everything I have now is only temporary!

Husband, I don’t want to have to look up to you in the future!”

Yuan Yao expressed her heart with firm eyes.

It seemed that today's events had greatly touched her. After Luo Hong pondered for a moment, he finally did not tell her that true immortals were also ants. After all, this goal could not be reached too big at once.

"Okay, I promise you my husband."

After getting the desired response, Yuan Yao smiled brightly and then escaped back to Luo Hong's dantian.

Just as Luo Hong was hiding in the Heron Division, Lin Yinping and others who came out of the black domain also arrived at the pre-arranged meeting point one after another.

After witnessing the battle between Luo Hong and Qiu Wuji, Lin Yinping and others no longer had any hope of grabbing the boundary crystal, otherwise they would have organized the clan's immortal masters to pursue and intercept Luo Hong and his party.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, Master Xu and the others are here."

After coming out of the Black Realm, Lin Yinping looked a little dazed. After being reminded by Jiang Cun, he realized that many immortal masters of the same race had escaped from the horizon, including two great immortal masters from the sudden tribe, a handsome young man and a beautiful purple-haired woman.

For a moment, Lin Yinping didn't want to meet him. After all, she had boasted about Haikou before leaving, but now she only brought back a pitiful amount of boundary crystals and lost three tribesmen.

But she was worthy of being the Holy Maiden of Tianlan, with a firm mind, so she immediately braced herself and prepared to face the criticism from her tribe.

However, what she didn't expect was that when the two great immortal masters were approaching, the beautiful purple-haired woman blurted out:

"Fortunately, more than half of them came back alive!"

"Fellow Daoist Lin, didn't you fight against the iron-faced man among the Mulan people in the dark realm?"

The handsome young man also looked lucky and asked in doubt.

Lin Yinping was immediately confused. This was completely different from what she expected. She replied in a daze:

"I have betrayed the trust of my clan and allowed three clan members to die tragically at the hands of this person, and also lost the Holy Cauldron. After I return, I will immediately go to the temple to be punished."

"Fellow Daoist Lin, please don't do this. You have already achieved merit by not wiping out the whole army this time."

The beautiful purple-haired woman shook her head slightly.

After hearing this, Jiang Cun and others couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Together, they deserve to perish in the black realm!

"Is this Great Immortal Master Xu? What happened?"

Lin Yinping finally realized something was wrong, turned around and asked the handsome young man.

"On the fifth day after you entered the Black Territory, we received a report from a spy lurking in Tiannan:

The Mulan people had repeatedly invited a Supreme Elder named Luo Hong from the Yellow Maple Valley to the Holy City of Mulan, and more than a year before the start of the festival, this person had already announced his retreat.

At that time, Mrs. Mu guessed that this monk named Luo was the man with the iron mask in the Mulan people's team.

Then, we sent people to collect detailed information about this person."


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