Fairy Qingmei brought Qin Wentian and Qing'er to a garden. Qin Wentian was now transformed into a roc, and his body was too big to enter any main hall or house.
"This should be the Demon God Festival." Fairy Qingmei who was walking in front stopped, turned around, and stared at the figure of Dapeng.
Dapeng nodded slightly: "The magical power I gained in the Suzaku Formation of the ancient dynasty is the secret method of the ancient dynasty of Daxia, the Demon God Sacrifice. This technique can borrow the power of the demon gods from all directions to transform into an ancient demon and increase its power dramatically. Now my body and bloodline
, the power is perfect, but it is irreversible."
"I have heard of this secret technique before. It is indeed too overbearing. I never thought that you would break into the Alchemy Palace alone and transform into an ancient demon." Fairy Qingmei sighed: "The strength of the ancient Daxia Dynasty in the past was comparable to that of the entire
The overlord-level forces of Kyushu are even stronger when combined, because the existence of the pinnacle is enough to arrogantly surpass the others. Since they say this technique is irreversible, it is irreversible. I have limited strength and there is nothing I can do."
Qing'er frowned slightly when he heard Fairy Qingmei's words, but Qin Wentian remained calm and said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you are the supreme ancient demon."
Fairy Qingmei looked up into the void, as if she was lost in memories, and murmured: "You and Di Cang really wanted to know that he once had no strong support, but he was unruly by nature and didn't like others.
Control, the sky is high and I am soaring
No one can control Xiang, so he was envied by others and offended many people. Although he later found out that he was alone, he founded the Cang Palace and wanted to compete with other forces. Unfortunately, a generation of geniuses would inevitably die.
die."
"Although you and Di Cang have different experiences, they are both so unruly and outstanding. I don't want you to make the same mistakes as him again." Fairy Qingmei spoke slowly. Di Cang's fall was her pain.
Qin Wentian was silent. He already knew that Fairy Qingmei and Di Cang must be very much in love with each other. Otherwise, in three thousand years, many grievances and hatreds would be wiped out, but she would still never forget Di Cang.
"Although I have extraordinary strength, I also know that at my level, if I want to continue to improve, I can no longer break through by absorbing external forces. In the realm of celestial phenomena, step by step, I have reached a bottleneck and it is difficult to move forward. I can only
I can put my hope in future generations, and you are the one chosen by Di Cang to inherit this legacy."
"Since he chose you, I don't want you to turn into a demon forever. After all, I hope that Cang Palace can stand proudly again in the future of Daxia. Maybe this is my selfish intention." Fairy Qingmei seemed to be saying to herself.
Said to himself, turned around, and walked away directly.
Qing'er's expression flickered, she glanced at Qin Wentian and whispered, "I'll go take a look."
With that said, she strolled out and followed Fairy Qingmei.
Qin Wentian raised his head and looked into the void. His huge pupils showed confusion, but his obsession with revenge was still burning like a flame.
"Buzz!" The strong wind blew, and his figure soared into the sky. The roc spread its wings and disappeared in an instant, stepping into the cloud sky.
Fairy Qingmei and Qing'er stopped, raised their heads and looked at the Dapeng rushing towards the sky, and they could only sigh in their hearts.
"This boy's talent is strong and his obsession is terrible, both surpassing that of Emperor Cang back then. As a human, he should be regarded as a hero, as a demon, and as the king of demons." Fairy Qingmei sighed in a low voice: "It's a pity, I, Qingmei
I lived a few years ago and wanted to help him, but found that I couldn't do anything."
"I'll try."
Qing'er spoke calmly, causing Fairy Qingmei to look at Qing'er with a flash of sharpness in her eyes: "Are you going to find them?"
Qing'er didn't look at Fairy Qingmei, nor did she speak.
"You know the reason why I couldn't leave was because of this matter. Now if you go to them proactively, how can they agree?"
"Yes."
Qing'er spoke very few words, still just two simple words. She cherished words as if they were gold. From what she said, it seemed that she could do it.
"No, I don't agree." Fairy Qingmei flatly refused: "Even if they have a way, they will take you away from me, and I will never allow it."
"No." Qing'er shook his head gently and looked up into the void, where there seemed to be a big roc roaring in the clouds.
"I still want to watch him rule the Great Xia." Qing'er's cold voice seemed to contain a sense of persistence. Fairy Qingmei looked at her disciple, and her heart fluctuated violently.
She knows Qing'er so well. She seldom speaks and cherishes every word she speaks. Once she decides something, no one can change it, not even her master.
But she also knows what kind of existence Qing'er is. The sealing power in her body makes her feel suffocated. As for asking Qing'er to protect Qin Wentian in the first place, in fact, Fairy Qingmei has selfish motives, just like what she did to Qin Wentian just now.
As Wentian said, she hopes that Cang Palace can rise again in Daxia.
After three thousand years of faith and perseverance, for Fairy Qingmei, Emperor Cang is above all else, including of course Qin Wentian, Qing'er, and even herself.
If he didn't regard Di Cang as more important than his own life, how could he hold on for three thousand years and wait for that day to come?
However, when the secret about Qing'er was finally revealed and her tribe found this place, she was reluctant to leave Qing'er.
"Master, wait for me." Qing'er whispered, and then his figure flashed and disappeared directly. Fairy Qingmei's eyes were fixed, looking in the direction where Qing'er left, and she didn't know what she felt in her heart.
Hundreds of miles away from Tianyao City, there is a land of mist, which seems to be an independent existence.
Half a year ago, this place was still a corner of the monster forest like other areas. This fog probably appeared from that time. Someone or a monster once entered the fog, only to find that there was nothing inside.
It allows them to get lost in it and come out again after a long time.
As time went by, there were no more human traces here, and monsters also stayed away.
However, at this moment, a beautiful figure slowly descended from the sky and fell outside the fog.
This figure was none other than Qing'er. She just stood outside the fog without stepping into it, and her eyes didn't waver at all.
After a while, two lines of figures appeared one after another.
These two rows of figures appeared in two rows, both wearing white clothes. They were actually quite beautiful women. They were divided into two rows, came to Qing'er, then knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "I've seen you before."
Princess."
"I'm not."
Qing'er's expression remained unchanged, and she spat out a few words coldly.
"Princess, please come in." A passage was left between the two figures, facing Qing'er's position.
Qing'er didn't speak and still stood there. Those figures didn't get up either and were still kneeling there. It was a bit scary and quiet.
In the distance, there were two sharp rays of light coming towards this side, and it turned out to be a pair of eyes, that was a powerful demonic beast, the Flame Rhinoceros. He stared at the scene here, feeling a little shocked in his heart.
But at this moment, a figure in white clothes kneeling there suddenly turned his eyes. The figure flashed and disappeared. A moment later, a miserable roar was heard. The figure with the peak strength of Yuan Mansion
The Flame Rhinoceros was wiped out in an instant.
As for the figure in white, she knelt in her original place again, silently, without even a trace of dust on her body, as if she had never left her position and had been kneeling there all the time.
"Sand, sand, sand..."
The sound of footsteps was heard, and several more figures came out of the mist, an old man and two young men.
"I've met the princess." The old man bowed slightly to Qing'er, and the two young men also knelt down on one knee, both showing respect.
If these two young figures were placed in the Great Xia Dynasty, they would probably cause a terrible storm, but at this moment, they were kneeling there without any resentment.
"The princess has broken the seal, which will hurt herself." The old man glanced at Qing'er and said.
"I want a kind of skill or secret technique." Qing'er looked at the old man in front of him and ignored the other person's question. He just said coldly: "The Demon God Sacrifice can borrow the power of the eight demon gods to transform into an ancient demon and use
The strength has increased dramatically, the body, blood, and strength are perfect, but it is irreversible. I want to undo this technique."
The old man raised his eyebrows, showing a thoughtful look, and then whispered: "Princess, please remember that you must never open the seal again, otherwise, it will cause too much harm to the body. As for what the princess said, this secret technique can change the world, and its power must be terrifying.
"It's difficult to get rid of it."
"It has to be." Qing'er's voice seemed to be a little colder, which made the old man frown deeply. He thought for a moment and then said again: "In my cognitive scope, there is only one way to solve this technique, and this method is
It is a set of super magical powers that can cultivate other true bodies,
Copying the exact same self, the princess said, this person must transform a human into a demon. If he practices this technique, he must cultivate himself. As for the ancient demon he transformed, he will continue to exist in the world as an ancient demon and continue to practice. If he can really get it
, which can be regarded as the first of its kind.”
"But when the princess heard about its power, she knew how precious it was. Even our clan would find it difficult to obtain it. If we want to get it, it may trigger an earth-shattering war." The old man spoke slowly.
"This is the method." Qing'er interrupted the other party's words, making the old man stare at her, speechless in his heart. The princess who had been away for a long time probably didn't know how precious this method was, but she replied to him with just four words,
This is the method.
But how can he obtain this method?
What he was thinking at this moment was, for whom is Princess Qing'er asking for this method?
This person is extremely lucky.
"I need to report it to our clan through the space formation, and it will be judged by the clan leader. Moreover, I'm afraid the princess will have to follow me in first, and the princess will talk to the clan leader in person." The old man bowed slightly, lowered his head, and stopped talking.
"good."
Qing'er raised her steps and walked forward. There was still only one word, but she didn't hesitate at all. The old man was stunned. He raised his head and looked at Qing'er approaching. He couldn't help but be speechless and got out of the way.
"Go and investigate this matter. Who is the princess asking for the skills for?"
The old man transmitted a message to a woman in white. After Qing'er stepped into the mist, he waved his hand, and the figure of the woman in white suddenly flashed and left the place!
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