Zhu Yuanqing seemed to have had a very long dream. In the dream, he had no idea of the time or the place. The scene was changing every minute and every second. The people around him disappeared one by one, and finally only one person was left.
Something furry, warm and soft rubbed against the back of his hand, and Zhu Yuanqing was awakened. He opened his eyes in confusion and saw the carved beams and painted buildings on the roof. He closed his eyes again after a moment of clarity.
So sleepy...
He was tired and sleepy, his ears filled with sobbing sounds, as well as calls of "kill the system" and "madman", each and every one of which was really annoying.
Zhu Yuanqing frowned unconsciously and put his ear against the soft pillow, but the sound still continued.
So annoying!
Zhu Yuanqing waved his hand to get rid of the source of the noise, relaxed his brows in satisfaction, and fell into deep sleep again.
The white ball drew a semi-arc in the air, then fell to the ground with a "pa" and rolled to the corner of the wall.
"Enemy attack!" 007 got up from the ground in a daze, then sat back down. With his tenacious will, he activated the palace's defense formation.
After the startup, 007 sighed at his decisiveness, and his not-so-bright brain suddenly lit up.
Eh? Did it fly out from the host's hand?
Near Tianjue Valley, Jing Yuan narrowed his eyes and threw the skeleton of a female cultivator wearing only an outer robe to the bottom of the cliff. He wiped it with a handkerchief without touching anyone's fingertips, and then slowly looked at the man opposite him.
"The Valley Master has lived happily for most of his life relying on my master. How could he be so naive that he actually allowed the demonic cultivators to sneak in?" He sneered and glanced at the Valley Master of Tianjue Valley with disgust, feeling dirty.
This famous male cultivator had a handsome appearance and looked to be only about thirty years old. At this moment, his clothes were disheveled and there were some messy marks on his body. He looked a little embarrassed and a little annoyed.
"Demon Lord, you can't blame me for this, right? This Valley Master founded a sect in this remote place, guarding it year after year, day after day, all for the sake of peace in the world of cultivation."
He tugged at his open collar and feigned fear as he glanced down the cliff. "Over the years, I've certainly worked hard, even if I haven't made any contributions. It's a rare opportunity to meet a beauty that suits my taste. I just casually chatted with her for a few minutes, but who would have thought she was the incarnation of the Hehuan Sect's demon girl?"
He said with a flattering smile, "If I knew Helian Jue was here, I would have informed the Demon Lord earlier. How could he have been so presumptuous in front of me?"
He said a lot, but Jing Yuan didn't even give him a glance. Taoist Xuancheng dared to be angry but couldn't say anything. Thinking that this person was several generations younger than him, he couldn't help but said, "You know, Tianjue Valley used to have Shangqing Zhenren, and this seal was quite obedient. Now that Shangqing is gone, I'm busy all day, how can I have the energy to investigate an ordinary little disciple?"
Everyone knows who the current Demon Lord's former master was. Taoist Xuancheng has also heard a lot of rumors, probably stories about masters and apprentices falling out with each other. He said this just to poke him, but he didn't expect that he would hit the tiger's beard.
Jing Yuan finally looked at him straight in the eye. Taoist Xuan Cheng saw that he had reacted and was about to say something else, but his breathing suddenly stopped.
Jing Yuan didn't move, but stretched out his hand from a distance and grabbed his neck directly. Two black mists pierced into his scapula like chains.
When Taoist Xuancheng's spiritual energy was cut off, he vomited a mouthful of blood, which all spilled onto the ground.
"Demon Lord..." A dignified god was picked up like a chick. There were Tianjue Valley and demon cultivators around him. Xuan Cheng was angry and anxious, and he wanted to dig out their eyes.
The pain in his back spread and the pressure in his throat became more and more obvious. It was not enough to suffocate Xuan Cheng, but it made him lose face.
The formation of Tianjue Valley still needs someone to watch over it. The evil path is short of people now, and there is no hope for the righteous path. Jing Yuan still has to hurry back and is too lazy to waste time talking to him.
A contract floated in front of Xuancheng, and Jingyuan said, "Either die here or sign it."
Xuan Cheng looked at the conditions above. It was different from the harsh treaty he had imagined. It just required him to guard Tianjue Valley and protect the seal for the rest of his life.
Xuancheng was surprised at first, then became embarrassed and annoyed.
Isn't this just the gatekeeper?!
It would be fine if he didn't try to win over a dignified cultivator like me, but now he wants me to stay in this godforsaken place for the rest of my life and have to guard him with all my heart!
It's obvious that he looks down on himself!
Jing Yuan saw his expression changing, his face turning pale and blue, and a murderous look in his eyes: "Don't want to?"
"I'm willing!" Xuan Cheng branded his spiritual consciousness on it and smiled flatteringly, "Master Demon has given the order, I agree to whatever you say!"
"From now on, I will be stationed here and will not go anywhere else. I will watch over the seal wholeheartedly and will not let anyone go!"
It’s just fifty years. By then the world of cultivation will be gone, so what’s the point of watching it?
After solving this small matter, Jing Yuan opened his hands and cast a spell to track the breath left on the bones, preparing to solve the two worries of the leader of the Hehuan Sect and Helian Jue at one time.
Just as he was about to leave, his calm expression suddenly changed, and his cold eyes stared in the direction he came from, revealing murderous intent.
Who is it! Who dares to disturb my formation?
Jing Yuan's figure disappeared immediately, anger boiling in his chest, countless speculations emerged in his mind, and he appeared in the Demon Palace with murderous intent.
The calm demonic energy was stimulated and began to boil over. The tables and chairs around him turned into dust. The whites of Jing Yuan's eyes disappeared and he rushed into the inner room with a sword in hand, just like a demon.
007, who was whining and complaining, was frightened by the surging momentum. He turned around and saw the evil spirit rushing towards him with a sword in his hand. He jumped out of the white hand and crashed into the arms filled with fragrance.
"Host, he really came to kill Tong!!!"
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