He was anxious 1

Yanzhu transmitted a message: This is unlike you, I thought you would find a place to sleep in the mountains.

Jin Huang's voice transmission: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do; experience is key. The human world has its own ways of dealing with others, and favors are the result of exchanges, which build relationships." This person is from the Xuanyuan royal family, and has numerous guards behind him, so he must be of high status within the royal family. Judging from his cultivation, he seems unremarkable, but with the purple aura surrounding him, he's likely a person favored by Heaven. Doing a favor would be the best option. Besides, do you have money?

Yan Zhu was silent, there was nothing yellow or white on her body that was typical of the human world.

Moreover, she discovered that Xuanyuan Lang, who was leading the way, turned his head from time to time to look at the two of them with a silly smile.

…

After everyone left, the stall owners looked at each other with malicious intent on their faces: "Go, report to the head priest."

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Worry-free Inn.

Xuanyuan Hao left an empty room for Yanzhu and Jinhuang: "Ladies, if you need anything, just let me know."

"Thank you." Jinhuang said with a smile.

Yan Zhu withdrew her consciousness from sensing the foul air and, upon hearing this, joined Jin Huang in expressing her gratitude, "Master Xuanyuan, do you know why the other side has locked themselves up?"

It is really strange that the inn, which is crowded with people, is locked.

Xuanyuan Lang: "Oh, that one is said to be reserved by the store owner for himself."

"I see. Also, what place is that?" Yan Zhu asked again.

Xuanyuan Lang followed the direction of Yan Zhu's finger and looked intently for a while: "It should be the Sacrifice Temple. The Sacrifice Ceremony will be held there in two days."

"Thank you." Yan Zhu said.

Xuanyuan Hao's face suddenly turned red, and he stammered, "Then... the two girls... if... if you have anything, please... come to me again."

After saying this, he turned around and left, his back looking like he was fleeing in panic.

Yan Zhu hesitated to speak, and finally frowned and said, "Is it my illusion? Is he blushing?"

Jin Huang nodded: "It seems that you are not a dull person, but this Xuanyuan Master is a pure and innocent person. These days, it is rare to find a man who can be matured by just a slight touch of the ear."

For some reason, Jinhuang's words reminded Yanzhu of Qingxuan. No matter how Yanzhu in her second form teased that man, apart from the fact that his muscles were tense and his expression was restrained and forbearing, the color of his ears did not change at all.

Yan Zhu thought, if it weren't for the so-called prophecy, how could such a celibate and indifferent man allow her to tease him deliberately? It was really hard for him.

Maybe all his reactions were also acting.

Wujiu reminded through voice transmission: Master, that guy... blushed and stuttered after meeting you, a bit like Xuanyuan Lang.

Yan Zhu knew that Wu Jiu was talking about Zhong Ziye, and frowned without thinking: Don’t mention that heartless and unfaithful man, it’s bad luck.

Jin Huang said mysteriously, "What is destined to happen will happen, and what is not destined to happen should not be forced. Some people meet once and are in love for the rest of their lives, but most people are destined to come and go, meeting briefly and then parting ways. Even if they are amazing at the time, they will never be able to find it for the rest of their lives."

Yan Zhu understood: "Whether it's gods or humans, the bond between them has always been like this. Everything is predestined. If there is a destiny, then naturally, we will stay together. Just be yourself...

However, instead of pinning your hopes on another person, it is better to cultivate yourself and amaze yourself."

Jin Huang laughed heartily and said, "Tsk!" "Those who practice Taoism are most afraid of inner demons. They must either experience all the sufferings of the world and have a firm heart that cannot be forced, or they must be clear and free from thoughts and desires and naturally cannot be disturbed.

Now I can't see you clearly... But no matter which one it is, I hope you can practice Taoism smoothly and never forget your heart."

These words sounded more like some kind of explanation to Yan Zhu. She felt an indescribable depression in her heart, but it was well concealed. She thought that Jin Huang didn't want to see the people around her sad for her.

Yan Zhu forced a smile: "Of course."

Suddenly, Jin Huang's face became alert, and he looked out the window: "A very powerful demonic aura just flashed by."

Yanzhu's cultivation is not high enough, and he does not have a strong ability to perceive things other than turbid air.

"Someone from the demon world?"

Jin Huang: "The cultivation realms in the God Realm correspond to the True Lord, God Lord, and Heavenly Lord, while in the Demon Realm they correspond to the Demon Lord, Demon Lord, and Demon King.

This person is at least a Demon King, and he must have just entered the human world and hasn't suppressed his cultivation yet, which is why I was able to detect his aura."

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In the human world, a towering attic in Lingquan Town.

When the nine-tailed fox noticed the person coming, it immediately folded its tail and knelt on the ground, with a look of awe on its face: "Sir."

Zhongli Ye's eyelids half-closed as he glanced down at the Nine-Tailed Fox. His voice was slightly cold: "Someone will be looking for you soon. Remember what to do?"

"Lian Rao dare not forget."

Listening carefully, one could hear a hint of fear in the Nine-tailed Fox's voice.

Zhongli Ye suddenly smiled, and Lian Rao on the ground crouched even lower.

"Get out of here."

Lian Rao seemed to have been pardoned and hurriedly left the house. After escaping from the oppressive range, she was able to breathe a sigh of relief. Her mind began to become active and she couldn't help but complain: How could the God of Purification in the Divine Realm be related to the new Demon King?

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In the human world, Worry-free Inn.

At the corner of the top staircase, there were only Xuanyuan Lang and Jin Huang.

Xuanyuan Lang hesitated, his face gradually turning red. Jin Huang asked, "I wonder what Master Lang wants to talk to me about?"

"that……"

Xuanyuan Lang hesitated, "... Is Miss Yanzhu married?"

Jin Huang raised an eyebrow and said truthfully, "No."

Xuanyuan Lang breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and bowed, "Thank you, Miss Jinhuang."

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God Realm, Nine-Layered Temple.

"Is Wuwang Divine Venerable pleading for mercy on behalf of your second disciple, Bai Mo?"

On the golden throne, the majesty of the Lord of the Divine Realm was too great to be looked at directly. Haotian said nonchalantly, "It's a pity that he has been imprisoned in the Divine Law Palace. The rules of heaven are strict and cannot be trifled with."

The people in the audience had gray hair and calm faces. Upon hearing this, they spoke respectfully, "I dare not. It was Wuwang who failed to discipline us strictly. That's why our eldest disciple Yan Fan nurtured foul energy and secretly practiced forbidden techniques, nearly causing chaos in the God Realm. Now our second disciple Bai Mo not only followed in Yan Fan's footsteps, but also failed to educate his son properly, allowing him to bully the weak.

Therefore, Wuwang, knowing that his virtue is unworthy of his position, has come to resign his position as the Priest of Destiny.

"Oh?" Haotian's expression turned solemn. "Hundreds of years ago, you helped the gods and the human race in the human world to avoid being swallowed up by the demon race. You ascended to heaven with great merit. The position of Siming Priest was bestowed upon you by the Heavenly Secret Tower. I cannot dismiss you."

The Tianji Pagoda is the embodiment of the Way of Heaven. The fact that Haotian can sit firmly on the high position of the Lord of the God Realm is also a gift from the Tianji Pagoda.

Wuwang raised his hand and saluted: "It is your majesty. I have failed to discipline you properly. Please punish me, Lord."

Haotian waved his hand and said, "Go to the Divine Law Hall and receive your punishment. However, we still need to thoroughly investigate your disciples to see if there are any who have slipped through the net. This matter involves the divine rules and regulations, and we cannot neglect it."

After Wuwang left, Haotian said: "Is Qingxuan awake? Let him remember that he is now unconscious."

Hong Le: "Reply to Tianjun, he is awake, but the God has left."

Haotian's face showed a little more interest.

Hong Le was very perceptive and added, "After waking up, the Divine Lord glanced at the image of the Yarrow Bead, then hurried off to the lower realms... His expression didn't look good when he left."

"What picture?"

"From afar, I could vaguely see the God of Purification and a strange man standing side by side, chatting happily."

…

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In the human world, Worry-free Inn.

"Oh no, my prince is missing."

In a hurry, the black-clad young man beside Xuanyuan Lang knocked on Yan Zhu's door, "Young lady, you have great magical powers... Can you help us?"

Inside the house, Jin Huang looked at Yan Zhu and said, "I didn't notice anything unusual. Either the person who came here has a higher level of cultivation than me and is hiding his aura so I can't detect him, or he is lying.

If it's the first case, I suggest not taking action, Jiuli should be here soon."

Xuanyuan Lang is a person of pure spiritual spring, born as a fat sheep with turbid air. It is very likely that the picture in his mind is the one he has in mind. Then Xuanyuan Lang will definitely be in danger in a short time.

Yan Zhu: "It's too late. I'll go look for someone first. If there's anything unusual, I'll let you know via Phoenix Feather."

Jin Huang was about to say something, but Yan Zhu stopped her: "Don't worry, I can do it."

Yan Zhu opened the door and said, "Take me to Mr. Xuanyuan's room."

Jin Huang asked, "Does Master Lang have any acquaintances in Lingquan Town?"

The young man scratched his head and said, "No, this is the first time that my prince has come here."

Jin Huang sighed, "I wonder if your Highness is lucky or unlucky... Has he really not offended anyone?"

The young man in black scratched his head. "My master is usually a bit unruly, but he's honest and easygoing with us servants. I don't think he's offended anyone..."

During the conversation, the three of them came to Xuanyuan Lang's house and saw that the items were neatly arranged and there were no signs of fighting. Jinhuang also did not find any traces of remaining demonic power, and her heart was slightly relieved.

Yan Zhu thought of Qing Xuan's tracking talisman in the broken mirror. Just as she was about to draw the talisman, she remembered that there were other people present. So she received a message from Jin Huang: It's okay. Things like talisman paper, formations, and migration are not uncommon in the world of immortal cultivation in the human world.

Yan Zhu's eyes flickered, and without hesitation, he followed his memory and drew a talisman in the air. His hands moved up and down like flowing water, and a piece of golden talisman paper shone brightly.

Jin Huang grabbed Yan Zhu's hand and said, "Forget it, I'll go with you."

After the words fell, the two of them turned into flowing lights and disappeared with the afterimage of the talisman paper.

In the blink of an eye, the talisman paper fell on a sparsely populated place in Lingquan Town, with a plaque engraved with three large characters: Jiling Temple.

The entire gate and walls of the ancestral hall were painted black, giving it a heavy and oppressive feel. In front of the black gate was a two-meter-wide depression with traces of charcoal left by fire.

Jin Huang narrowed her eyes. "I used my spiritual sense to investigate, but I couldn't find anything unusual. However... there's always a strange feeling that's hard to describe."

"No problem, go in and take a look."

Yan Zhu walked around the depression, stepped forward and raised her hand, just as she was about to push the door, the dark door made a dull "creak" sound, and then opened from the inside out, and a white-haired head popped out, with a hoarse voice, even duller than the sound of the door.

"The day of memorializing the dead is in two days...you two are here early." The old man stared at the people outside the door with his cloudy eyes.

The moment the two doors opened a gap, a faint foul air emanated from inside to outside.

Yan Zhu narrowed his eyes and whispered: There is foul air on this old man. It seems that the black paint can block my perception of the foul air.

Jin Huang smiled and said, "Old man, my cat was playing around and ran in. Would it be convenient for us to come in?"

"Impossible." The white-haired old man refused, "I didn't see any cats or dogs. Go look somewhere else.

Xiu is not in good health and can't stand the torture."

Just as he was about to close the door, Jin Huang gathered strength in his palm and pushed the door open. The old man behind the door staggered, then managed to steady himself strangely.

"Are you going to break into the ancestral hall?"

Yan Zhu sent a message: Delay him, I will find someone.

Jin Huang smiled and said, "The old man has bright eyes and a strong body. We are just looking for a cat. Why should the old man be so cautious?"