Chapter 272
The demon king looked serious, as he said, "I want you to help me find out if that bitch is really dead."
Mu Yinghai's jaw almost dropped, and he asked in surprise: "Senior, are you asking about Taoist Qianhua?"
"Who else but him?" The demon king's voice was filled with gnashing of teeth. This kind of hatred could not be erased by time, and the longer he was trapped here, the stronger his hatred for that bitch became.
Yuan Jing blinked, "So that's what you think, Senior. I heard Master Mu tell you about the story of you and Taoist Qianhua before, and I felt that Taoist Qianhua died too easily and simply, which seemed to be inconsistent with his character. I wondered if Taoist Qianhua was still alive, but got rid of his original body and reappeared in the world with a new identity."
Mu Yinghai simply held his chin and listened to them talk.
Fu Neng squinted his eyes and listened.
The demon king said, "Yes, how could this bitch be willing to die so easily? Besides, I actually held back when I struck her, but I was too reluctant to do so and let her get even closer. Maybe my last hold back was also part of her plan. I've been trapped here for all these years, and the more I think about it, the more I suspect that bitch is still alive out there."
Yuan Jing thought for a moment and asked, "Senior, what are the characteristics of this Taoist Qianhua? There are so many Taoists out there, we can't just point to one person and say he is the Taoist Qianhua."
The demon king nodded. Originally, when he discovered that an old friend had arrived, he wanted to borrow the power of the old friend. But now he found that Mu Yinghai was stupid enough. On the contrary, the little Taoist priest Yuan Jing was quite to his liking. Maybe he would have to rely on the help of this little Taoist priest to escape from the seal.
Such a result made him sad, because Qianhua's betrayal made him hate Taoist priests, but hundreds of years later, the people who could help him might still be Taoist priests. His wish to kill all the Taoist priests in the world might not come true. Thinking of this, he glared at Mu Yinghai again. It was because this bastard was too useless, otherwise why would he need the help of human Taoist priests?
The demon king said: "First of all, it is impossible for Qianhua, that bitch, to remain unknown forever. Even if he lies dormant for a while at first, he will definitely jump out when he is strong enough. So we only need to target those Taoists who have high cultivation and good reputations and look for him among them."
"Secondly, I have been wondering over the years what that bitch Qianhua wants to do. He has played with me and the cultivation world in his hands. What exactly does he want to achieve? His plan must be big. Those who practice cultivation want nothing more than immortality, and..."
"Achieve enlightenment and become an immortal." Yuan Jing suddenly said softly.
The demon king clapped his hands and looked at Yuan Jing, the little Taoist priest, with appreciation: "You are right. Apart from immortality, the only goal is to become an immortal. Apart from this goal, I don't understand what else makes that bitch so persistent. But the road to heaven has long been cut off. It is impossible for him to become an immortal. So, he can only seek other ways."
"If this is his purpose, the most likely place he would go is..."
"The imperial court!" Yuan Jing said firmly.
The demon king once again looked at Yuan Jing with admiration, and at the same time glared at Mu Yinghai with dissatisfaction. With this kid's brain, he is not even worthy of carrying shoes for Taoist Yuan Jing. Why are there so many idiots in the demon clan? Is it destined that there will only be one brilliant genius like him?
"You are right. He will appear in the court. He will use the power of the court to steal the court's luck. According to what you said, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been established for more than a hundred years. It should be the time of its prosperity. If this bitch is still alive outside, then the Great Zhou Dynasty has begun to show signs of failure."
Mu Yinghai looked at Yuan Jing and Funeng. He had been living in the mountains and had no idea about the outside world, but these two people must know.
Funeng touched his bald head, Yuan Jing sighed and said, "Yes, the lives of ordinary people are not easy. Moreover, there happens to be a national teacher appointed by the emperor in the court. The national teacher's Taoist name is Lingxiao. Judging from this Taoist name, this Taoist priest has great ambitions."
Yuan Jing added: "But these are just speculations from you, senior. Without evidence, none of this can be true. Senior, are there any other characteristics? You should be the one who knows Taoist Qianhua best."
The Demon King felt very sick. He didn't want to become this person at all, but now he needed to find this bitch out. Like Yuan Jing, he also suspected the current national teacher.
"The third point is actually the most important one, and it's also the reason why I doubt that this bitch is alive. At that time, this bitch studied a kind of evil magic, which was able to steal people's luck and tamper with their fate. This kind of evil magic was perfect for hiding his whereabouts and identity. I think he would not be able to control himself and use this kind of evil magic to tamper with other people's fate, especially that kind of precious fate."
The more the Demon King spoke, the faster Yuan Jing's heart beat. At this point, Yuan Jing was 100% sure that the Lingxiao Demon Taoist was the bitch Qianhua that the Demon King had mentioned. He thought that his original body's death was probably due to this Lingxiao Demon Taoist. He had been thinking about when to go to the capital to meet this Taoist, but now he knew that he was most likely an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years. Yuan Jing felt that he needed to be cautious about his trip to the capital.
However, he didn't show anything on his face. Only Fu Neng glanced at him but said nothing. He would never ruin Yuan Jing's plan.
Yuan Jing narrowed his eyes and said, "Hearing what you said, this Taoist Qianhua, no, this bitch is so powerful. I'm afraid that the three of us juniors can't accomplish this for you. We have only practiced for a few years, how can we be the opponent of such an old monster? Senior Brother Fu, I think we should return to the sect and practice for a while after we get out of here, and don't go out for the time being."
Fu Neng cooperated and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. We are indeed too weak. If Qianhua were still alive, his strength would probably be no different from that of Senior Demon King."
Mu Yinghai looked at this and then that, not knowing what to say, so he just kept silent.
The demon king was so angry that he wanted to catch Yuan Jing, the little Taoist priest, and beat him up so hard that his buttocks were bruised. Did he say that all he had said was in vain? This kid was so cunning that he got all the information and then just walked away without doing anything?
"What on earth do you want to do, you little brat? I think you are the most cunning one!" said the demon king gritting his teeth.
Yuan Jing spread his hands and said, "I originally wanted to run for you, but I found that my opponent was too strong and I was too weak, so I decided to practice hard for a while. After a few years, maybe I can fight with that bitch Qianhua. Then I will run for you again. What do you think?"
The demon king gritted his teeth. No, it was not good at all. This kid just wanted to get something from him. Listen, he kept saying that he was too weak and needed to go back to practice for a few years. He wanted him to quickly take out the good things to help this brat improve his strength so that he could work for him. But he was suspicious. If he really took out the things, it would be like throwing meat buns at a dog and nothing would come back.
So angry!
Seeing the demon king breathing heavily, Yuan Jing held his chin and watched with a smile. The beauty was still as pretty as ever. The bitch Qianhua was so cruel.
Yuan Jing said: "Senior, you only talked about the characteristics of the bitch Qianhua, but you didn't say what weaknesses this bitch has that we can target. But I think the one who knows the bitch Qianhua best is you yourself. If you go out to deal with that bitch, you will definitely succeed immediately, and it will be much easier than for us to do it. That's right, Senior Brother Fu, and Master Mu."
Mu Yinghai was about to nod, but then he thought, how is the senior going to leave here? What is Yuan Jing, the fox-like little Taoist priest, planning?
The demon king said angrily: "If I could get out, I would have cut that bitch into pieces and turned him into ashes. Why would I wait for you?"
Yuan Jing continued, "Then go deal with the other Taoists and monks? Kill all the people in the cultivation world?"
The demon king narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to do?"
Yuan Jing sighed, spread his hands and said, "I actually admire you very much, and I think we have a destiny. But it's a pity that you don't see it that way. You were betrayed by a Taoist priest, so you hate all Taoist priests. Alas, I happen to be a Taoist priest. What do you think I should do?"
If the demon king Mo Wang could really get out, he would definitely run away as soon as he saw Yuan Jing, the stinky little Taoist priest, and would not want to listen to him at all, because he would get angry when he heard him talk. He would rather live longer, but he didn't want to be angered by this little bastard and die prematurely.
The Demon King didn't want to talk to Yuan Jing anymore and turned away to ignore the three bastards. But Yuan Jing didn't take it to heart at all. He winked at Funeng and continued to study the runes on the seal, enjoying himself quite a bit.
A smile flashed in Funeng's eyes. The Demon King was right. Yuan Jing was like a little fox, and his smile was like a fox that stole a chicken.
Three more days passed like this. During these three days, Mu Yinghai tried to find a way to talk to the Demon King, but the Demon King was irritated by Yuan Jing and was also hurt internally by Mu Yinghai's stupidity, so he ignored him. Mu Yinghai was very depressed. Could it be that he came here with nothing and had to go back empty-handed?
As a result, when the demon king saw Yuan Jing's self-satisfied look, his anger not only did not subside, but became even higher. When Yuan Jing was chewing the fruit again, the demon king used his accumulated strength to blow a gust of magic wind, and the fruit in Yuan Jing's hand fell to the ground.
Yuan Jing was actually a little dumbfounded. Senior Demon King was too naive. Would such a Demon King really go on a killing spree if he ran out?
He was worried that he had angered the demon king too much, so he said in a gentle voice: "Senior, I have actually figured out a way these few days. Maybe I can help you regain your freedom. Then, can you go and take revenge on your own?"
Funeng smiled when he heard this, Mu Yinghai held his chin again, and the Demon King turned his head to look at Yuan Jing. His expression became calm this time, but his eyes added a bit of majesty.
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