"What do you think of my two disciples?" Wei Dongliu asked indifferently.

"Master." Feitian Yaksha said flatteringly, "Both of your disciples are outstanding..."

"Tell the truth!" Wei Dongliu said impatiently.

Feitian Yaksha was silent for a moment and said:

"Let's not talk about his cultivation talent. Guo Jin is loyal to you. Wang Jun is relatively more cunning, but I don't think he has the courage to have other intentions."

As a flying yaksha, it is very sensitive to human breathing, heartbeat and pulse, so it can guess the psychological activities of Guo Jin and Wang Xun from slight changes in their body surfaces.

However, every time it tried to observe Wei Dongliu, it found that the other party seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. His seemingly normal breathing, heartbeat and pulse were actually so stable that they were almost impossible to be real.

It should be a layer of illusion.

So the question is: Why does Wei Dongliu want to cover his body with a layer of illusion?

Because the real body beneath the illusion is the Avici Demon Lord from the depths of hell!

To this day, Feitian Yaksha no longer thinks about those shallow and ridiculous rebellion plans. He just plans to stay under Wei Dongliu's tutelage and work like a slave, and curse the Avici Demon King to go to hell as soon as possible so that he can have a chance to escape.

Strictly speaking, it's not a curse, I just hope he can come home more often.

Wei Dongliu was too lazy to guess what the Flying Yaksha was thinking, and just walked out of the sect’s headquarters.

The flying yaksha followed diligently.

"Do you think I should accept another disciple?" Wei Dongliu asked casually.

Flying Yaksha thought quickly.

You are already walking out of the base, and you are still asking me whether I should accept you as a disciple. Isn't it obvious that you have already made up your mind?

No, no, he didn’t necessarily go out to find a new apprentice, maybe he was doing other things!

Finally, Feitian Yaksha said respectfully:

"I am just a zombie, I dare not comment on the sect's decision-making."

"Haha." Wei Dongliu sneered without saying anything.

After leaving Shiping Mountain, he planned to fly to Wutai Mountain Market on his sword to find out if anyone knew about the Orthodox Baiyujing Competition.

After all, the news about Lord Wei Demon usually comes from people like Witch Jiang.

Now that they haven't come to visit, and there are no mobile phones to contact each other, Wei Dongliu can only go and find out in person - of course, he has to bring the Flying Yaksha with him, to prevent it from staying in the sect's residence and causing trouble.

As a result, before leaving the hinterland of Shiping Mountain, two black lights suddenly appeared from below.

The one left behind had a pretty face, a sad expression, and tears in the corners of her eyes. If it wasn't the Witch Jiang, who else could it be?

The one rushing in front was a beautiful woman with a cold face... Although her appearance was acceptable, she had triangular eyes, inverted eyebrows, protruding cheekbones, and thin cheeks. In physiognomy, she was a classic "mean" type.

"Is this the Wei Dongliu you mentioned?" the beautiful woman said coldly.

Jiang Li'an had tears in his eyes, he lowered his head and dared not look at Wei Dongliu, he just said tremblingly:

"Exactly."

"Who is this..." Wei Dongliu asked indifferently.

"I am the Colorful Moth Fairy of the Heavenly Demon Dao." The beautiful woman sneered and said, "I am the master of Jiang Li'an and Ai Zhenzhi."

"I heard that my disciple Ai Zhenzhi died at your hands, so I came here today to collect the debt."

As soon as she finished speaking, Witch Jiang's face turned pale and her body began to shake.

…

It is said that the master of this Witch Jiang is the Colorful Moth Fairy of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The Heavenly Demonic Dao is famous for summoning and driving the Heavenly Demons, and summoning the Heavenly Demons to the lower world requires sacrifices.

The more powerful the cultivator is as a sacrifice, the more powerful the demon from the lower world that will be summoned will be. This is the same principle as playing cards.

The Heavenly Demon Sect not only uses hostile cultivators to summon the Heavenly Demon, but also uses its own disciples as sacrifices from time to time. It can be said that the sect's style is extremely cruel.

Generally speaking, the selection rule is "last place elimination system", that is, the disciples with the lowest cultivation and the worst talent are taken as sacrifices to the demons, but there are exceptions...

For example, the infamous Colorful Moth Fairy, when she is in a good mood, she will do "last-place elimination", and when she is in a bad mood, she will do "pulling and killing", and she will specifically choose familiar disciples to sacrifice - of course, only disciples with strong strength will be remembered by the master, so under her tutelage, one can neither be too prominent nor too humble, otherwise they will die very quickly.

A few days ago, Jiang Li'an was flying a sword near Tongtian Lake, and he saw his master suddenly coming from a distance. He was so scared that he almost lost two of his three souls.

Fairy Cai Moth was in a bad mood because she had not been able to break through her realm for a long time, so she came out of the Dapanshan headquarters of the Demonic Sect in advance and flew towards the Biyan Palace in Wutai Mountain.

The faces of several familiar disciples flashed through her mind one by one.

Among the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage now, the one with the highest cultivation level is the eldest sister Ai Zhenzhi.

You are the eldest sister, but you still can't form the golden elixir. What's the use of you? Why don't you let me sacrifice myself to summon the demon?

So the Fairy Cai Moth came to Tongtian Lake and happened to run into Jiang Li'an flying by on a sword. She immediately grabbed her and asked:

"Where did your Senior Sister Ai go?"

Witch Jiang knew that this master was always cruel, and the worse her mood, the more expressionless her face became. Seeing her face as gloomy as water, how could she not guess that she wanted to use Ai Zhenzhi as a sacrifice?

But Ai Zhenzhi is already dead!

This must not be said directly, because if the master knew about this, he would be so angry that he would not be able to vent, and the probability that he would grab Xiao Jiang to replace him would be as high as 99%.

Therefore, driven by the desire to survive, Jiang Li'an had nowhere to go and could only scream in fear:

"Senior Sister Ai was killed!"

Under the threat of the terrifying Master's gaze, Witch Jiang could only hastily confess the truth: Senior Sister Ai was unhappy with her, so she found a few Taoist friends to kill her. It happened that she was traveling with a few other Taoist friends, so they turned around and killed Senior Sister Ai...

Fairy Cai Moth was just cruel, not stupid. She immediately realized that Jiang Li'an was trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife, so she sneered and said:

"I don't care who started it first. Whoever killed my apprentice will be the sacrifice!"

Jiang Li'an's face turned pale. He wanted to make up a name on the spot, but he knew he would not be able to deal with his master.

It was Wen Yang and the others who, when the master went to seek revenge, he discovered that they were not strong enough to kill Ai Zhenzhi, and in the end he was the one who suffered.

Well, there is only one answer left.

However, if she said that name and the master came to her, no matter who won or lost in the end, it would mean that there would no longer be any possibility between her and the other party...

"Who is it?" The colorful moth fairy looked fierce.

"Wei..." Jiang Li'an was trembling. Her premonition of danger was already giving her warnings, almost making her heart stop.

"Hurry up and tell me!" the colorful moth fairy said impatiently, and simply stretched out her magic claws and grabbed Jiang Li'an's fair and slender neck.

Jiang Li'an struggled like a chicken with its neck strangled, trying in vain to pull at her master's fingers. The terror of suffocation and death spread rapidly along her spine and finally overwhelmed her sanity.

"Wei Dongliu! It's Brother Wei Dongliu!" She cried out in embarrassment.

"Take me there!" The Colorful Moth Fairy finally let her go and said sinisterly, "If I can't find him, I'll use you as a sacrifice!"

Jiang Li'an sat weakly on the ground, his arms hugging his body in fear, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Tears slid down her cheeks, and her eyes, which used to be cunning and smart, seemed to have lost all their luster.