Chapter 252 The Specialty of the Thousand Demon Sect

"Hahaha~ The young master is finally back."

The whole Xianlai Sect was filled with wild laughter.

The old disciples of the Xianlai Sect were no longer surprised.

Although their uncle-in-law usually has an air of immortality, he is somewhat frivolous when he opens his mouth.

However, when they heard that she was fine, they smiled with relief.

After Di Yange came out of retreat, the first thing she planned to do was to uproot the Thousand Demon Sect and perish together.

But it was obvious that the "Peach Blossom Tribulation" that was very useful before had been used up by her, so she had to do it by force.

With her current strength, as long as she got more materials to make some mechanical beasts and win by quantity, it is not impossible to perish together.

Just when Di Yange was thinking about the next wave of strategies, Shui Yaner and Mo Changliu arrived at the same time.

"Master."

Shui Yan'er looked at Di Yange excitedly, and then couldn't help crying.

Because she thought of Di Yange's hidden illness.

"Yan'er, you really love to cry."

Di Yange looked at the crying girl and couldn't help saying.

Mo Changliu on the side, however, curled his lips.

What love to cry, it's all pretending.

When she bullied him on weekdays, her arrogant attitude was exactly the same as Di Yange's.

It's really worthy of having such a master, and there will be such a disciple.

Perhaps it is because of this that he feels Shui Yan'er is so kind.

"Your cultivation has not fallen behind in these years."

Di Yange found Shui Yan'er's cultivation. It has reached the Yuanying realm.

It can be seen that she works hard in her daily life.

Until Di Yange looked at Mo Changliu, his face was full of disbelief.

Also the Yuanying realm? ? ?

How is this possible? ? ?

She grabbed his arm.

Mo Changliu's face was full of confidence.

In these years, he has worked hard to cultivate in order to catch up with Shui Yan'er's cultivation.

Fortunately, before Di Yange came out of retreat, he had already caught up with her.

When Shui Yan'er saw Di Yange holding Mo Changliu's hand, she said angrily: "Master, he must have taken the wrong path, otherwise how could he have the same cultivation as me?"

Mo Changliu smiled at her friendly.

But that expression seemed a little too arrogant to her.

Her tears burst out immediately.

"Master, look at him laughing at me. When you were in retreat, he always bullied me."

"..." Mo Changliu dared not laugh anymore.

But Di Yange didn't want to say anything else at this time, but his face was full of caution.

Because there was really a problem with Mo Changliu.

He originally had a life span of five years.

However, his life span was different from that of others. After all, he had died once. Therefore, no matter how much he practiced, his life span would not increase with his cultivation.

Now, three years have passed, and he should have two years left, but now he has less than ten days left.

If she had come out of retreat a few days later, she probably wouldn't have seen this kid.

Is this such a coincidence?

At this time, Shui Yan'er was still there saying, "Master, my junior brother was very close to Xiao Jue, the abandoned disciple of the master, a few days ago, and they kept in touch frequently. There must be something wrong between them."

In order to let the master see through Mo Changliu and Xiao Jue as soon as possible, Shui Yan'er directly told the master that the two were in cahoots.

"Xiao Jue?"

Di Yange thought of the deep misunderstanding between Xiao Jue and her that day.

It was very likely that Xiao Jue had done something to Mo Changliu.

Not to mention, this feeling of meeting a worthy opponent made her a little excited.

Seeing that she could not find anything for the time being, Di Yange decided to study it carefully.

"Yan'er, you have practiced very well, go back and practice well first."

Shui Yan'er nodded obediently. When she was about to go back, she saw Mo Changliu still standing there.

When she was about to make a few sarcastic remarks, she saw Di Yange said again: "Yunliu, come in with me."

Hearing Di Yange's words, Shui Yan'er looked at the two of them in disbelief.

Tears welled up in her eyes again.

Seeing this, Di Yange sent a message to her: "Be good. Yunliu is a child with a miserable life. He only has ten days left to live."

Shui Yan'er looked at Mo Changliu in shock.

Suddenly she felt a little guilty. She shouldn't bully a dying person.

So in these last ten days, she will definitely take care of this poor junior brother.

"Junior brother, then you and Master have a good chat. I'll go back first."

Mo Changliu followed Di Yange into the house with a misty look.

When there were only two of them left, he looked at Di Yange and felt a little embarrassed.

"Master... Master!"

"It may hurt a little later, just bear with it."

With Mo Changliu's somewhat puzzled eyes, Di Yange directly took out a long needle.

He stuck the needle into Mo Changliu's Yuanying.

Since there was no big problem with him, the problem must be with this Yuanying.

Although he might not be very friendly to his Yuan baby, he only had less than ten days left, so whether the Yuan baby was destroyed or not was not the point.

"Ah!"

Mo Changliu's howl echoed throughout Yuemiao Peak, and even spread to several nearby peaks.

Shui Yan'er, who was practicing, was frightened to the point that her blood almost went backwards.

She glanced in the direction of Di Yange with sympathy.

After a thorough inspection by Di Yange, he finally found a black spot the size of a small black mole between the eyebrows of Mo Changliu's Yuan baby.

Although that thing is small, it can help Mo Changliu improve his cultivation, and at the same time it will absorb his life essence.

No wonder his cultivation level improved so quickly.

Logically, his cultivation level should improve even faster, but he was restricted by someone.

She estimated that it was Xiao Jue's doing.

Knowing that she would come out of retreat recently, he gave her such a difficult problem.

She was really grateful to his ancestors.

Di Yange studied it for a long time and decisively decided to put the small black mole on her body first.

She has always been very interested in studying this kind of unidentified substance.

After getting it, she will study it slowly.

So, there were constant howling sounds that made people's backs cold, coming from Yue Miao Peak.

Everyone only felt a chill on their backs, still very accustomed to it.

Needless to say, it must be their uncle who went crazy every day.

They understood very well.

As she did so, Mo Changliu was completely knocked unconscious, and the small black mole had already moved onto her face.

Di Yange took out the mirror and took a look.

The small black mole happened to be at the corner of her eye.

Not only did it not affect her looks, but it made her originally serious face look more charming.

"Tsk."

Di Yange looked at her with disdain, and continued to help Mo Changliu maintain his cultivation.

But in the end, his cultivation was still partially lost.

Mo Changliu dropped to the Jindan level, but his life span was still a problem, as he only had ten days left.

"Alas!"

Di Yange sighed helplessly.

This kind of problem could only be dealt with as fate would have it.

After all, she did not have the resources to extend his life.

At this time, Mo Changliu, who was outside the light curtain, knelt on the ground with a thud, tears streaming down his face, full of self-blame.

"Master, don't be sad. It's not worth it. I really don't deserve you to treat me like this."

He once happily told his master about his cultivation, but part of it was discarded by the other party.

At that time, he didn't know the reason and was so angry that he ignored his master.