"You also want the Yanghun Pill?"

Chen Luo looked at Yu Nian in front of him and suddenly asked.

This was the third one. One or two could be explained by coincidence, but three in a row made Chen Luo think more. Something big must have happened in the legendary world of the demon race, causing these top demons to demand the Yanghun Pill.

But how did Lord Blackbird know this secret?

Youyuan Inn.

Chen Luo thought of the inn opened by the Black Bird Venerable, and suddenly felt that the bird was not as simple as he had seen before. None of these old monsters with long lifespans were easy to deal with.

"good."

Yu Nian did not hide anything and directly said what he wanted.

"Why?"

This time Chen Luo did not rush into the transaction, but started asking.

Yu Nian hesitated for a moment, but finally told the reason.

"The legend of the demon race is being forgotten."

With just a few simple words, the purpose of Yu Nian and other evil spirits in searching for the Yanghun Pill was revealed.

They are demons attached to the world of legends, just like incense gods, and it is difficult for them to enter the outside world. The same is true for Big Willow Tree. Although he has a body in the village of Monster Valley, if the mark of the world of legends disappears, he will disappear with it.

This is a confrontation between 'virtual' and 'real'.

"What's the reason?"

"have no idea."

Yu Nian shook her head. She originally didn't want to tell Chen Luo about this. The legend was forgotten. Only demons of their level knew about it. The lower-level legendary creatures were not aware of it.

It's like releasing water into a pond. The larger fish will always sense the danger first.

In order to survive, they found a way out for themselves. That is, to go to the outside world before the legend disappears. The Yang Soul Pill is the pass to the outside world. Just like Chen Luo's body needs the light of the spiritual weapon to enter the legendary world, these top demons also need pure yang energy to cover themselves if they want to go out.

"The changes started two hundred years ago, and no one noticed at the time. It wasn't until Xue Tu disappeared not long ago that we realized the problem."

The Blood Slaughter mentioned by Yu Nian is another ancient legend of the demon clan.

The other party had existed longer than Granny Yan, and if he were put outside, he would be a first-level Return to Void Venerable. Such a powerful "legend" disappeared inexplicably, and with it disappeared not only Xue Tu himself, but also his legendary world. It was as if someone used great magical powers to erase Xue Tu's existence from the root, making his legend completely disappear.

'The root curse.'

In the external brain, a thought of hatred suddenly popped up in the third brother's mind.

Chen Luo's heart moved, and he did not continue to ask questions, but turned the topic back to the initial transaction.

"I wonder what you are going to use to exchange for the Yanghun Pill?"

The condition for the Willow Spirit to exchange the Yang Soul Pill was to help Chen Luo leave a mark in the legendary world of the demon clan, and Granny Yan used the Dapeng bone pattern. As an ancient demon of the same level, Yu Nian must have a lot of good things in his hands.

"What do you think of this?"

Yu Nian stretched out her right hand, and a ball of ice-blue water droplets appeared in her palm.

As soon as the water droplets appeared, the surrounding heaven and earth energy became viscous at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even in the legendary world, Chen Luo smelled a strong scent of "spiritual energy". The "dharma body" in his body that had not yet completed its advancement was looming and began to absorb the energy dissipated in the air.

Chen Luo's Dharma type is 'Three Phases'.

The three images represent the three paths of physical cultivation, Dharma cultivation, and sword cultivation. The "body image" representing physical cultivation has broken through to the sixth level, while the "dharma image" representing Dharma cultivation and the "mind image" representing sword cultivation are still at the fifth level. If Chen Luo wants to break through to the Return to Void Realm, he must raise his three "images" to the sixth level together. At that time, he will become a true Return to Void Venerable and become a powerful person at the level of Dao Sect Elder.

"This is pure spiritual elixir. It takes three thousand years to extract one."

A water ball appeared in Yu Nian's hand, and the surface kept fluctuating. There was a ball of green light in the core of the water ball, which was the breath produced by spiritual power compressed to the limit.

"make a deal."

Chen Luo took out the Yanghun Pill and threw it over.

Seeing this, Yu Nian also gave the Pure Spirit Immortal Liquid to Chen Luo. Both parties got what they needed, and the process was not that complicated.

After completing the transaction, Chen Luo stood up and said goodbye, and Yu Nian did not try to persuade him to stay. After receiving the Yanghun Pill, the woman disappeared. Chen Luo turned around and took a step forward. When he stepped back, he was back in the passage. Looking back, the secret room behind him was the same as what he had seen when he met Granny Yan before, empty, without a single person.

The perspective of ghost cultivator Xue Ning emerged.

A light blue light appeared in Chen Luo's eyes. Looking at the three passages in front of him, Chen Luo continued to choose the left.

Three transactions have been completed, and the fourth is the final passage. The Black Bird Venerable of Youyuan Inn has calculated everything about him after he entered the demon clan. He must go back and pay a good visit if he has the chance in the future.

This time the passage was shorter.

After a hundred steps, Chen Luo entered the fourth secret room. Unlike all the secret rooms he had experienced before, this one had no road behind it. When he reached here, the passage had come to an end.

I felt a soft touch under my feet.

It's sand.

The entire floor of the secret room was covered with yellow sand. There was no one else in the room. Chen Luo checked with the perspective of the ghost cultivator Xue Ning and found no one else.

This secret room looks like an abandoned wasteland.

There is no legend carrier.

“Finally found it.”

Chen Luo walked to the end and squatted down. There was an inconspicuous stone tablet covered with yellow sand. Chen Luo stretched out his right hand and brushed away the sand.

A familiar turtle shell appeared under the yellow sand. As soon as his fingers touched the turtle shell, a breath from inside spread up along his fingers, and a familiar voice appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

'Brother, save me!'

Putting down the tortoise shell, Chen Luo's eyes fell on the stone tablet. It was unknown how long this stone tablet had been buried here. The words on it were blurred, and a word "mountain" could be vaguely seen. On this word, Chen Luo sensed the mark left by the flower-backed turtle.

Buzz!

A layer of light blue light appeared in the palm of his hand, and ripples spread out in a wave-like pattern.

A circle of pale white light like a water curtain emanated from the stone tablet below, enveloping his body.

Gudong

Like a drop of water falling into a lake, Chen Luo's body suddenly twisted and turned into a drop of water and sank into it. On the mottled stone tablet, next to the word "mountain", a "person" character suddenly appeared, and a "fairy" character emitting a light green glow appeared on it.

All I could see was darkness.

Chen Luo spread out his spiritual sense, only to find that it could only observe a range of about ten meters. He could only see some outlines of places farther away. It was like a powerful dojo, filled with a special aura that suppressed all the immortal cultivators who entered.

Standing there, Chen Luo tried to switch several brains, including the ghost cultivator Xue Ning, the demon cultivator White Fox, and even Brother Changqing. It turned out that no matter which brain he switched to, the range of his spiritual awareness could not exceed ten meters. This was a restriction derived from the power of the soul, which directly acted on the cultivator himself.

'It looks like a cave.'

Retracting his spiritual sense, Chen Luo followed the path sensed by his spiritual sense and walked forward. The clues of the flower-backed turtle were cut off at the entrance of the cave. If nothing unexpected happened, this should be the ancient tomb of the demon clan.

Snap

Chen Luo bumped into a round object, which hit the stone wall next to him, making a noise. In such a quiet cave, any movement would stand out.

bass!

Chen Luo raised his right hand, and a yellow talisman began to burn.

The fire only illuminated for a moment, and then the light disappeared. Chen Luo could feel that the talisman was still burning, but it just couldn't release light. It seemed that there was something in the cave, swallowing up the light.

"Skeletons?"

Although it was short, Chen Luo still saw clearly what he wanted to see.

He walked over and reached out to pick up the thing he had just kicked away accidentally. He felt a cool touch in his palm. His many years of experience as a burial man told him that the thing in his hand was the skull he was looking for.

'Contacted with the brain waves of a dead person, 100% damaged, unreadable.'

Familiar information appeared in his mind, confirming Chen Luo's guess. It was a pity that the brain was too damaged to be extracted.

Putting down the skull in his hand, Chen Luo continued walking forward along the passage.

Dense armies of poisonous insects, talismans and puppets flew out from his sleeves and began to help him explore the way.

After walking for about ten minutes, Chen Luo stopped.

The space ahead had obviously become much larger. In his spiritual sense, Chen Luo saw a row of black bats hanging upside down on the top of the cave. It was so dark that he didn't know how many there were. Several bats that were relatively close had opened their eyes, and their dark red eyes were particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

Demonic power!

Chen Luo frowned.

He felt a faint threat from these blood bats. One or two would be fine, but the number of blood bats in front of him was too large. This was the legendary world, and with such an exaggerated number of them stacked together, even a Return to Void Venerable would be in trouble.

'Evil blood bats live in groups, feed on hatred, and are afraid of dragons.'

The memories in the external brain that were similar to the inherited brain quickly emerged, allowing Chen Luo to recognize the origins of the bats in front.

"Afraid of dragons? That's easy."

Chen Luo's aura changed rapidly, and the aura of the stone dragon appeared on him. Several blood bats opened their eyes and twisted their bodies uneasily, but did not retreat.

not enough?

Chen Luo took out another object from the cave gourd. The pale blue light of the dragon ball appeared in his palm. This time, even the power in the cave could not swallow this circle of light.

Crash.

The sound of flapping wings was heard, and the blood bats in the darkness retreated like a tide as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Chen Luo stood in the center of the cave, and this time he finally saw the whole picture of the place clearly.

This is a completely enclosed stone chamber, with sealed walls on all sides and no ventilation holes. (End of this chapter)