"Oh? Can you tell me your news?" Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes.

He saved the demon-cultivating girl according to his young disciple's wishes, but he didn't care about her.

I had thought that there was an unexpected surprise, so in a sense, Li Qingran was the real mascot!

Mo Shumei gritted her teeth and bowed again, saying, "Before I tell you this news, I want to make a deal with you!"

"How dare you! Who do you think is standing in front of you?" Elder Liu was so angry that his eyebrows were raised. He pointed at Mo Shumei and scolded: "It is a great favor for my Sword Pavilion to take you in. The ancestor is tolerant of your identity. Don't push your luck!"

"Elder Liu, it's alright, let her talk about it. I'm quite curious."

Chen Huaian was very curious about what kind of deal Mo Shumei wanted to make with him.

He already had several ideas in mind.

Or maybe they wanted to ask him to help suppress the sword spirit of the Demon Sword 꿗.

Or she wanted him to accept her as his apprentice.

Or she wants to ask for some very useful resources.

These are all the requests made by the monks from the Cangyun Realm when facing powerful seniors.

At this moment, the magic knife on Mo Shumei's waist began to tremble.

[What do you want to do? I warn you, Soul Abyss is so powerful because of me. Without me, Soul Abyss is just an ordinary spiritual weapon! ]

Mo Shumei was too lazy to pay attention to the magic knife. She bit her lip, as if she was having difficulty opening her teeth.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally squeezed the words out from between his teeth.

"I... I have a miserable life. I have been wandering in the Cangyun Realm for many years. Many cultivators found out that I was a demon cultivator and wanted to kill me without any hesitation. My good friends also turned against me in an instant. I had no choice but to kill them all.

Therefore, I have been alone for so many years, and my senior disciple Li Qingran has some prejudice against me because of my identity as a demon cultivator.

The younger generation is brave enough to ask the older generation to let the younger generation be friends with Li Qingran. "

After saying this, Mo Shumei bowed deeply and stood up.

The magic knife shook and swayed, as if it was frightened.

Elder Liu, who was about to say something, looked at Mo Shumei in confusion and swallowed back the stern words.

"Uh..." Chen Huaian glanced at Li Qingran and found that Li Qingran also looked surprised.

It's just making friends, is that a request?

Chen Huai'an knows people's hearts well, and prejudice is as huge as a mountain.

Mo Shumei was trapped under this mountain for seven or eight years.

The demon cultivators got used to her style, and she and the demon cultivators also dealt with each other.

The righteous monks would kill any demon they saw and would not listen to any explanation. Even if she acted chivalrously, she would be considered to have ulterior motives.

Mo Shumei has saved many people over the years. Some of them became friends at first, but turned their swords against her after knowing her identity, and some even informed the righteous sects, causing her to be hunted down everywhere; some people's relationship with her went from gratitude to vigilance, and then to alienation...

What impressed her most was that one year when the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, she rescued a hunter in the mountains.

After the hunter knew that she was a demon cultivator, he would rather starve to death than eat the rabbits she hunted.

She placed the hare in front of the hunter's cowering cave and left.

If hunters eat this hare, they will definitely be able to survive the cold night.

But when they checked the next day, the hunter had been frozen to death, and the roasted rabbit had not been touched at all.

Since then, she has never developed any relationship with anyone. She still does what she thinks is right, but she never communicates with those who were rescued. Just like that night, she knew that it was the city lord's family that caused the people in the mortal city to gossip, so she killed the city lord's family. Of course, the next city lord may still continue the style of the previous one.

But it's okay, she can come and kill again.

She kills and then leaves.

The rest is all under control.

It may seem cool to act like this, but you don't have any friends.

The person she talks to every day is this stinky knife, and nine out of ten words are lies.

Mo Shumei waited anxiously for Chen Huaian's answer.

When Li Qingran passed away, she realized that Li Qingran also lost his parents, so the master was like a parent to Li Qingran. Even if Li Qingran was willing to be friends with her and her master gave in, the final result would not change.

"It all depends on what Li Qingran thinks. Why would you ask me to make friends?"

As a modern person, Chen Huai'an understood Mo Shumei's concerns.

And it was precisely because of his understanding that he gave Mo Shumei the answer she wanted to hear the most.

"Thank you, senior. I have to fight for the chance to be Li Qingran's friend on my own." Mo Shumei nodded solemnly, straightened her back, turned to look at Li Qingran, and said calmly, "Sister Qingran, I will be your friend. Just wait!"

Li Qingran was frightened by this sudden solemn declaration and took a half step back. Her pretty face turned pink and she hid behind Chen Huaian and came out.

Let’s get back to the topic.

A flash of memory flashed across Mo Shumei's eyes.

"When the Yaochi Holy Land was searching for the Hunwu Butian Pill, it was also looking for a hermit named Danyun. Later, it was said that the person was found, and the search for the Hunwu Butian Pill came to an abrupt end. It was not until half a year later that the search began again.

I was thinking at the time, does this hermit named Dan Yun have anything to do with the Bu Tian Dan? The Taoist name Dan Yun, only the seniors of the Dan Sect would use "Dan" as the beginning of the Taoist name, she may have been an elder of the Dan Sect, her status is higher than Zhou Xuanzi.

Since she is from the Dan Sect, she must be able to refine pills. Is it possible that the Yaochi Holy Land found her to ask her to help refine the Hun Wo Bu Tian Dan?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, thinking about Mo Shumei's words.

Chen Huai'an felt that Mo Shumei's reasoning was very likely to be true.

This Dan Yun either knows how to refine the Hunwu Bu Tian Dan, or has the recipe for it.

As for why the Yao Chi Holy Land began to search for the Hun Wo Bu Tian Dan again half a year later, it might be because Dan Yun died and no one could refine the elixir for the Yao Chi Holy Land anymore.

What Chen Huai'an is concerned about is what will happen to Danyun.

What he was concerned about was the recipe for the Hunxiao Bu Tian Dan.

If there is a recipe for the elixir...

"I heard that Senior Danyun has a daughter whose whereabouts are still unknown. The only thing that can be confirmed is that she has not been captured by the Yaochi Holy Land.

Because in recent years, when I was traveling in the mortal world, I saw the search results posted by Yao Chi, and one of them was the daughter of Senior Danyun. "

Mo Shumei's words made Chen Huaian raise his head in surprise and look over.

"Danyun's daughter, what?"

"Danbai." Mo Shumei's red lips moved slightly.

"Dan Bai is Dan Yun's only daughter." Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes slightly, "and the Yaochi Holy Land is still looking for her, so she may have inherited her mother's alchemy skills. She only knows the recipe of the Hun Ru Bu Tian Dan, but is she also able to refine this pill?"

"That's right." Mo Shumei nodded: "But the problem is how to find her."

"Looking for someone? Easy."

Chen Huai'an smiled.

Everyone knows that Chen is an expert in swordsmanship.

However, he was also a complete idiot when it came to finding things.

Such a powerful search and deduction ability is inseparable from his natural efforts.

Chen Huaian directly came out of the small world and opened the game customer service system.

"Heavenly secrets!"

"Search for Dan Bai's location immediately!"

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