After eating a piece of cake, the insubstantial mountain god Gululu shrank down on the white thatch mat, changing from a giant to a tiny one with a plump brown and white dragon head and a body as beautiful as a kingfisher. Yu Dong
He smiled and waved hello to Him.
"What do you mean by introduction? Do you think I'm good-looking? Boy, let me tell you first, I'm not familiar with you. Don't get close to us."
Yu Dong was shocked by the rude and wonderful tone of the mountain god. He turned to look at Lu Zhengkang, but he could not say anything.
"The piece of meat you just ate was hunted by my apprentice for you. It's better for him too."
The mountain god squeaked and chuckled, "Come on, a guy with such a talent, when Donghuang Ye Dao Tong was still there, he couldn't even see us in front of him."
Yu Dong looked confused, but seemed to understand something, so he just smiled without saying anything extra.
As a young man from a fishing village, he also understands these simple and complicated things. Especially after becoming the leader of Yang Guo's national religion, the leader of the Supervisory Heaven Division, and the head coach of the Demon Slaying Army, he has grown more than he could have imagined.
Lu Zhengkang scratched his head, "You have such a bad temper. Give us the Spiritual Fire Talisman. We have to spend the night here tonight."
The mountain god opened his mouth and spat out a small wooden stick, stained with a little saliva. Lu Zhengkang didn't mind it. He bent down to pick up the wooden stick, shook off the saliva on it, and finally stuffed it into his collar. The wooden stick fell down and was caught by his belt.
, you can put a lot of things in the pocket of a piece of clothing. In this world where storage magic weapons are rare, finding ways to hide things on your body is also a skill.
Lu Zhengkang left with Yu Dong. This spiritual fire talisman can raise a jade-white bonfire at night, and the light emitted is similar to that of daylight, which can block the invasion of nameless evil spirits in the dark night.
However, the number of times the talisman can be used is limited. The better the tribute, the more times the bonfire can be lit. The talisman exchanged for a demon can only be lit five times.
Fortunately, as long as a bonfire can be continuously replenished with firewood, it will not go out. In the early days of the development of the Qiankun Realm, the spirit fire talisman was constantly obtained, and then the bonfires were covered. Each bonfire needed to be guarded by personnel and continued to be replenished with firewood, but
The tunnel used to transport supplies and people from the outside world is open for half an hour a day.
This requires Lu Zhengkang to make a choice.
The construction of the Demonic Pond in the Qiankun Realm must be very hidden. There is no need to worry about being surrounded by heroes of the righteous path. However, the construction speed must be very slow.
The process of building the magic pool at the foot of Yuelun Mountain was absolutely fast. He brought a few monks in to kill monsters, collect spiritual materials, and then sent them out. Outside, tens of thousands of people worked day and night, and it was estimated that the transformation would be completed in three or two months.
The magic pool, but when the time comes, the demonic energy will definitely reach the sky. If it is placed in the base of Zhonglu, a righteous force, the effect will be like blowing up the toilet of the Public Security Bureau, and the police will be dispatched in seconds.
Therefore, Lu Zhengkang still had to build a pond within the universe.
If he could gain the approval of these mountain gods and inherit the Donghuang Taoism, he would naturally be able to control the opening and closing of this realm and would not be invaded by darkness. However, this path is indeed unworkable. Not only is he unable,
Therefore, the seeds of spiritual cultivation planted by him will not be recognized.
Lu Zhengkang also had to complete the cultivation of the heretic demon body as soon as possible. Because Qing Ningzi had been practicing outside for a long time, the sect would send people to look for her and confirm that she was in the Yang Kingdom area. By then the monks from Qinglian Cave discovered something strange here.
We must get to the bottom of it and find Lu Zhengkang.
So now there is only one good way.
…
The night before Yu Dong arrived, Lu Zhengkang came out of the world of heaven and earth.
Then, he walked to the room where Qing Ningzi was detained.
She sat quietly on the bed and adjusted her breath. In the dim room, the moonlight passing through the window lattice cast a clear glow on the ground. Her back was to the door. Lu Zhengkang only saw her slender back, like a late lotus sinking in the water.
.There is a low wind howling.
Lu Zhengkang's footsteps were not concealed, and he stood behind Qing Ningzi. He silently stared at the back of her head. This gaze should be wordless and guilty, but it made Qing Ningzi feel as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
"What are you doing here?" She turned her head slightly and her voice was much deeper. It was no longer as soft as mist falling on the spring rocks, but like snow flakes cutting through the ice.
"The story is not finished yet, I come to you and tell you the story."
"After listening to the story, will it be the day of my death?" She seemed to hesitate for a moment, with a kind of wandering sadness. Lu Zhengkang saw that her curled-up butterfly-wing-like auricles were so pale and almost transparent in the moonlight.
"No, at least we are friends." Lu Zhengkang moved a chair and placed it next to the window. He sat down with his back to Qing Ningzi and looked at the moonlight outside. It was February, the 17th.
The month is still very full, but there is already a declining trend of losses.
"I don't think my friends will imprison me." Qing Ningzi's tone seemed to be softened by the beautiful night and moon. She could hear the implicit joking and narrow smile in Lu Zhengkang's words, even in the early spring
The air was much gentler at this time.
"Just think that I am reluctant to let the guest leave, and I want to force you to stay for a while. Where did I say it last time? Yes, Jiang Qing heard that Yue Rouxia was thrown into the Demon Locking Tower, so she rushed into the tower regardless of the battle. But this news
It's just a scam. It's a cunning trick used by Kong Lin, the flag bearer of the demon tribe, to get rid of Yue Rouxia."
Qing Ningzi let out a soft sigh, but did not speak.
"In the Demon Locking Tower, there are countless evil ghosts trapped inside. They are going crazy in this dark place and fighting all the time. It seems that only violence can vent their depression and chaotic minds. As a disciple of Shushan, Jiang Qing,
Unlike these monsters,
The situation was irreconcilable, and he was attacked by a group of people. Facing thousands of troops, layers of prisons and stone walls, he only had the thought of finding Yue Rouxia in his heart. Perhaps, at the moment he rushed into the Demon Locking Tower,
, having severed his loyalty and benevolence, he has fallen into madness.
"On the other hand, Yue Rouxia learned about Kong Lin's evil plan and wanted to settle accounts with him. How could she find this? Even if she knew the news, it was part of the plan. She couldn't find Kong Lin, but she still cared about her lover.
, he broke into the Immortal Sword Sect alone. The leader of the Immortal Sword Sect blocked his way. He asked the witch,
"Why are you here?" She replied, "I want to find my husband, his name is Jiang Qing." The leader was angry, knowing that Jiang Qing abandoned Shushan and even the world just for this witch in front of him. He was disdainful of Xiao Ai.
As a man, he only hated this kind of weakness, so he hit Yue Rouxia hard.
"Yue Rouxia, who was seriously injured after the battle, took the opportunity to escape into the Demon Locking Tower. The leader then sent dozens of elite disciples to pursue her. They must rescue Jiang Qing and kill Yue Rouxia.
"When Yue Rouxia found Jiang Qing, he was already dying. The witch was constantly trapped in the web woven by conspiracies and the general trend of the world. What awaited her was a certain death. However, she would not regret it.
Yes, for Jiang Qing, she is willing to do it no matter what."
Qing Ningzi looked at Lu Zhengkang's side face, and his pearl-clear eyes reflected a moon, so full that three drops of bright light were almost falling.
"You have something on your mind." She whispered, "You came to me this time not just to tell a story, right?"
Lu Zhengkang blinked, turned his head and smiled warmly at Qing Ningzi, "You have seen through it."
