The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

The change of attitude and the lowering of posture immediately made Yan Chuan more comfortable.

"Yeah!" Yan Chuan smiled with satisfaction.

"Since I have said it, I don't want to hide it from you. In this feng shui formation, there is a wonderful demon lotus sealed! The purpose of our trip is that wonderful demon lotus!" Mo Yuxi explained.

"Wonderful Demon Lotus?" Yan Chuan raised his eyelids.

"What? Have you heard of it?" Mo Yuxi asked in surprise.

"I've heard of the'Thousand Wonderful Demon Lotus', a thing from the most turbid to the dark to the evil, which can defile the immortals! In this array, the Myriad Demon Lotus is sealed. No wonder, it is no wonder that so many earth dragon veins can be sealed! "Yan Chuan thoughtfully.

"Thousands of Wonderful Demon Lotus? Yu Xi has never heard of it. The Wonderful Demon Lotus was also known not long ago!" Mo Yuxi looked at Yan Chuan weirdly.

You know, Mo Yuxi has a noble status. In her clan, she can read the wonders of the world, but she has never seen any magical lotus or thousand-middle lotus. Not long ago, from a very high status person You only know about one or two, but Yan Chuan is only seventeen or eighteen years old, right? Actually know Qianmiao Demon Lotus?

"I learned by accident too!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly without explaining much.

Mo Yuxi was also fascinated and did not ask.

"I don't know what the Wanmiao Demon Lotus is for, and I don't want to know. I just want to get it. This is very important to me! Please also ask Master Yan to help me!" Mo Yuxi pleaded with eyes.

Yan Chuan frowned slightly.

"Young Master Yan is very knowledgeable, I must have guessed my identity from Mr. Wen Ruo and the others, right?" Mo Yuxi smiled bitterly.

"They call you a saint!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"I am the saint of the Jokhang Holy Land, and the name of my saint was won for me by my father when he was alive. He was a Taoist monarch in the Jokhang holy land. Unfortunately, he was murdered by a traitor. !"

Mo Yuxi bit his lip and recalled, his eyes were slightly moist. Obviously, the death of his father had a particularly great impact on Mo Yuxi.

"Back when I was sixteen years old, I suddenly heard that my father had fallen. I thought the sky had fallen. I used to be the most naughty saint in the Jokhang Holy Land. When my father was there, I could laugh and cry loudly, I could make trouble without reason, I could make fun of Everyone!"

"Father fell. When I was sad, I could only hide in the corner of the room and cry secretly. I didn't dare to cry in front of others, I didn't dare to laugh out loud, because I knew that many people were waiting for me to make a fool of myself. I was suppressed by my father before. After the fall of my father, I must retaliate against me. I can only continue to be careful, and use the identity of a'saint' to continue to protect myself. Do not let myself be harmed and not lose my father's person!"

Listening to Mo Yuxi's narration, Yan Chuan was also slightly moved. Holy land? It was a huge sect, and the internal relations must be intricate. One can imagine how a sixteen-year-old girl slowly survived the loss of her father.

Wiping her tears with Sipa, Mo Yuxi smiled forcefully: "Every time I talk about my father, it seems that he is still alive. I said that I didn't mention my father. I'm sorry, I lost my mind!"

"Nothing, Miss Mo is still a good-tempered person after all!" Yan Chuan comforted.

Shaking his head gently, Mo Yuxi smiled bitterly: "Human temperament? Oh, I also hope that I would rather not have the identity of a saint, so that I can laugh and cry wanton, but I can't do it, I It is no longer possible to take off the identity of the saint."

"The identity of a saint, this is the best protection. Once you are not a saint, your father's former enemy will definitely besiege you." Yan Chuan nodded.

"When I was twenty, Daojun Mao, the father of Yang Zhijiu, beheaded one of the men who killed my father! He defended the majesty of the Jokhang Holy Land, and also avenged my father. , I owe him this favor!" Mo Yuxi frowned.

"You want the Wonderful Demon Lotus just to pay back this favor?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.

"Yes, the Jokhang Holy Land, the interior is complicated, Daojun Mao, he...!" A trace of fear was revealed in Mo Yuxi's eyes.

"The Daoist Maori cannot come here. He really wants this wonderful demon lotus. I must use this to pay back this favor. If I don't pay it this time, it may increase to a hundred or a thousand times in the future. It may even be ruined. To ruin my life, I don't want to drag it anymore. Young Master Yan, please help me!" Mo Yuxi looked at Yan Chuan very earnestly.

Looking at Mo Yuxi's pitiful expression, Yan Chuan's eyes gradually softened.

"Lord!"

Liu Jin's voice came from outside the book, which interrupted their thoughts.

"Come in!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Liu Jin quickly entered, and glanced at Mo Yuxi slightly strangely.

"What's the matter?" Yan Chuan asked in confusion.

"Lord, that Qinglong and Baihu are fighting!" Liu Jin said in a puzzled expression.

"What? Impossible!" Mo Yuxi stood up immediately.

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