Lady Cultivator

They were all cultivating immortals and didn't care about hospitality. The three of them entered the cave and randomly chose a place to sit down.

Before entering, Mo Tiange quickly scanned the cave and found no restrictions. Turning around, he saw that Yang Chengji was still in a daze. Not to mention Qin Xi and Jing Xingzhi, even she could easily kill them, but she felt that she was being a little too careful.

However, there is no big mistake in being careful, not to mention that this thing is so weird, she is really not sure that this Yang Chengji is the real Yang Chengji.

After considering it for a moment, she said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, what happened to you? Your Majesty, this is..."

Yang Chengji played with the Tower of Babel in his hand, his eyes empty and not looking at them: "As you can see, the master has fallen."

It goes without saying that they knew this matter before them, but the inside story was obviously not simple.

After a period of silence, Yang Chengji raised his head and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Qin...oh, no, I forgot. Qin Wei is not your real name. Now I should call you Daoist Friend Mo." His eyes lightly glanced at Qin Xihe. Jing Xingzhi was neither on guard nor in awe, "Are you doubting that my master has really fallen?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Chengji would say it so bluntly. The three of them were stunned, and then Mo Tiange said: "If you don't mind, Fellow Daoist Yang..."

Yang Chengji lowered his head again, looked at the Demon Tower, and said to himself: "You don't have to worry, my master has really fallen, and... he was killed by me. There is no one here who can threaten you."

"..." Mo Tiange and Qin Xi looked at each other, feeling strange in their hearts. Killed by him? He is only in the middle stage of pill formation, and Demon Lord Guifang is already in the late stage of Nascent Soul. How can he be killed? Could it be...

Yang Chengji's eyes swept over them lightly, and he showed a sad smile: "It seems that some of you have guessed something. Yes, my master planned to seize my body, but in the end he was trapped by the energy of the Yuan Demon, and in the end he was trapped by me. The divine will kills."

In just one sentence, his expression first changed to sadness, then to determination, and finally to calmness. This calmness contained a chill that sent chills down one's spine.

Whether you are cultivating immortals or cultivating demons, killing or being killed is not a big deal. If you take this path, no matter how clean your hands are, there will be human lives on your hands. Even if they are masters and apprentices, there are many who use each other and scheme against each other, but not many who truly have a master-disciple relationship.

However, Mo Tiange knew that Demon King Guifang regarded Yang Chengji as his direct disciple, and he had loved and cared for Yang Chengji in every possible way. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had the same affection as father and son. Unexpectedly...

"My little fellow Taoist," Jing Xingzhi said indifferently, "My master is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

The Nascent Soul is so powerful that even we monks in the early and middle stages are far inferior to it. How can you kill it? "

Jing Xingzhi was never a person who sympathized with others. Even if Yang Chengji was not in the right mood, his problems were still acute.

Yang Chengji smiled bitterly, but had to answer. Two Nascent Soul cultivators were standing by. He was just a pill-forming cultivator. Without a reasonable explanation, others would just kill him casually.

He said lightly: "This senior doesn't know that Tianyao Demon Lord sealed part of the Yuan Demon's energy in the Heavenly Demon Tower. When the junior recognized the Heavenly Demon Tower as its master, he refined these Yuan Demon's energy for his own use. Enter. After entering the underground palace, the master wanted to take away the stone tablet, but the result was that the ban was triggered. He had no choice but to set up a formation to delay the evil energy and then absorb the evil energy. Unfortunately, he underestimated the power of the Yuan Demon's energy, and saw that his body suffered I can't live, but I have nothing to do. At the last moment, I want to seize my body..."

At this point, he paused and did not continue speaking immediately.

Mo Tiange almost understood. Now that he knows the existence of the Yuan Demon Stone Stele, Onikata Demon Lord's plan is to enter the underground palace to take away the Yuan Demon Stone Stele, and use this object to enter the divine transformation stage in one fell swoop. He had no intention of seizing the body at first, but something happened later, and he just wanted to use the energy of the Yuan Demon for his own use. But when the crisis really came, he still took action against his apprentice for the sake of his own life.

From a human nature, this is a natural reaction. His previous love for Yang Chengji may not be false, because it is a fact that he will not live long. If there is a ghost in Fangcheng, he must find a successor, and Yang Chengji is the successor he chose. But in critical moments, when life is hard to save, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you will want to grab it. Even if he only has a lifespan of more than a hundred years, after taking away his body, it is impossible to advance to the level of god in more than a hundred years, but the fear of death makes him have no time to think about this. How can he survive this long? More than a hundred years is also good.

No wonder they saw that the body of Demon Lord Guifang was in a restrained posture at the entrance of the cave. He had been fighting against the surging energy of the Yuan Demon. In the end, he couldn't resist anymore. Yuanying came out and snatched Yang Chengji. Abandon.

"Under normal circumstances, I would never be able to resist it, but the energy of the Yuan Demon is too powerful. His demon baby is slowly being corroded and its power is gradually weakening. And because I refined the Heavenly Demon Tower, the Yuan Demon His spirit will not repel me, and in the end, his spiritual thoughts will be destroyed by me..."

Yang Chengji looked at them: "Seniors, do you have any questions?"

He didn't go into too much detail, but he had already explained the general process. I'm afraid it would involve the secrets of their master and apprentice, so it's hard to go into detail. According to common sense, it is unbelievable for a monk in the middle stage of pill formation to use his spiritual thoughts to kill the Yuan Ying of the Yuan Empress monk. However, there are exceptions in everything. The three of them all understand the horror of the Yuan Demon's energy. If the ghost Lord Fang's devil baby was really trapped and corroded by the energy of the devil, and it was not impossible for him to be swallowed up.

Mo Tiange looked at the other two people. Qin Xi pondered for a moment and then nodded lightly, while Jing Xingzhi said nothing.

Seeing their reactions, Mo Tiange knew what he was doing and asked, "So, what are Fellow Daoist Yang's plans next?"

"What else can we plan?" Yang Chengji's expression had calmed down and he sighed, "Of course I will survive."

He raised his head and looked at the three of them: "Friend Mo, you said that the passage to the Immortal Palace has been closed, so we must be trapped in the Immortal Palace?"

"That's right." There's nothing to hide. "The passage to the Immortal Palace has been closed for more than half a year, and none of us can get out."

Yang Chengji nodded lightly and asked again: "Looking at the looks of some of you, it seems that you have plans? But I don't know what I can do?"

Hearing this, Mo Tiange gave Yang Chengji a meaningful look. Having interacted with him before, it was obvious that Yang Chengji seldom interacted with others and lacked composure in dealing with others, but from these words, he could tell that he was actually very quick-thinking and very smart.

Among the three of them, there were two Nascent Soul cultivators. Although Yang Chengji had absorbed the Qi of the Yuan Demon, he was only capable of forming pills, so it was impossible for him to gain equal status in front of them. His words naturally put him together with them. Not only did he point out that he was in the same situation as them, but he also expressed his willingness to advance and retreat together with them.

It seems that he unpreparedly opened the restriction from the beginning, not because he was overly sad, but to express an attitude.

"With your current level of cultivation, it's too early to say this." Jing Xingzhi said bluntly, "Since you have mastered the Yuanmo Dafa, you must have a chance to conceive a baby?"

"Do you know the Yuanmo Dafa?" After a moment of surprise, Yang Chengji returned to normal, "Yes, fellow Daoist Mo has inherited from Senior Fuyaozi, so it's not surprising that he knows the Yuanmo Dafa." He paused and replied, "That's right. , this magic power is extraordinary, if there are no accidents, the birth of a baby is inevitable."

"How much time do you need?"

"This..." Yang Chengji pondered for a moment and said, "At least twenty or thirty years."

"So fast?" Jing Xingzhi couldn't believe it. He is only in the middle stage of forming the core. Even if he rushes to the later stage due to this opportunity, he can complete the formation of the core in 20 or 30 years and successfully form a baby. This speed is too incredible. Not to mention anything else, just seclusion and incubation, ordinary people can say it at least three to five years, but at most decades.

Yang Chengji smiled and said: "Senior, don't you know much about demonic cultivators? Unlike your Taoist cultivators, we demonic cultivators have few bottlenecks and don't have to worry about unstable foundations. Therefore, if we practice hard, we can advance quickly. Of course, the disadvantage is that it is easy to go crazy, and the magical power may not be able to keep up, but with the Heavenly Demon Tower in hand, and this Yuan Demon Dafa is very mysterious, it should not be a problem to rush to Yuanying."

Mo Tiange secretly thought that Nie Wushang had been refining Yuanmo Qi before, but still failed to achieve success after decades. However, her situation was different from Yang Chengji's. Yang Cheng is basically a demon cultivator, and he has refined part of the Yuanmo Qi from the beginning, while Nie Wushang is a martial arts cultivator, and is also a Taoist cultivator. The demonic spirits in his body are intertwined, and he wants to refine the Yuanmo Qi and turn into a demon. Repairing is extremely troublesome. In this way, Yang Chengji's words are very credible.

Yang Chengji's eyes fell on Mo Tiange again: "Friend Mo, do you really have a way to get out? If I form a Nascent Soul, am I qualified to be your companion?"

Mo Tiange paused and did not answer directly: "Is this the choice of Fellow Daoist Yang?"

"Other than that, what else can I do?" Yang Chengji smiled bitterly again, "Master is dead and the passage to the Immortal Palace is closed. On my own, even if my cultivation level has greatly improved, what can I do? No matter how high my cultivation level is, the treasure I can get No matter how much you have, you still have to go out."

He spoke so frankly that Mo Tiange felt that there was no need to test him anymore. Seeing that neither Qin Xi nor Jing Xingzhi had any objections, he said: "Okay, since Fellow Daoist Yang is so straightforward, let's just be honest. The way out is not No, but it’s too early to say now. At the very least, both of you and I must advance to Nascent Soul, otherwise, it’s just empty talk.”

Yang Chengji had already been mentally prepared for this and nodded: "I understand. Next, I will retreat here until I advance to Nascent Soul."

Hearing his statement, Mo Tiange secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had initially studied the Xuanxu Cloud Formation, which required at least five mediums, and there were only four living people in the Immortal Palace. The other one still had to find a way. If Yang Chengji didn't cooperate with them, it would be even more troublesome. But now, Yang Chengji has taken the initiative to become their companion, and there is one less problem to solve. . ..

More to come, address) Book friends, please pay attention!