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The monk is not the Burning Karma Monk, but he is stronger than the Burning Karma Monk.
It is more than one level stronger.
The monk finally stopped in front of Chen Huaian and clasped his hands.
"Amitabha, sir, are you a demon cultivator?"
Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes and looked at the monk: "Master, you are joking. How can you be a demon cultivator? Can you feel even a trace of demonic energy in your body?"
The monk stared at Chen Huaian for a while and smiled.
“It’s true that I can’t sense the demonic energy, but… you are already a cultivator in the 17th stage. If you can cultivate a demonic skill to the extreme, it will be very easy to conceal your identity.
No matter whether they are demon cultivators or any other kind of cultivators, they all go against the will of heaven and pursue their own path. There is no difference between a highly skilled demon cultivator and an ordinary cultivator. ”
The monk is quite reasonable.
Chen Huaian nodded secretly, but still did not admit it.
"Since Master said so, why are you asking?"
"Because demonic cultivators are unstable factors." The monk took another step forward, and the two were only an arm's length apart. "No matter what a Taoist cultivator encounters, he will not stop or even regress. Otherwise, even if he encounters a demon in his heart, he will not easily go astray. But demonic cultivators are different. They do not need to cultivate their hearts, but follow their hearts. Therefore, they are very likely to go astray. Once they go astray, it will be a disaster for them!"
"I see. My Lord, I think what the Master said is right." Chen Huaian nodded and continued to recover from his injuries.
This old monk's name is Fentian. He is at the peak of the Tribulation Realm. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a half-immortal. From his name, one can tell that he is closely related to the Fenjing Holy Land.
At first Chen Huaian thought that the old monk was here to settle accounts with him.
But judging from the map, Monk Fentian is a yellow neutral unit.
If he came here for revenge, he would be red by now, right?
Yellow 늀 means the other party has no hostile intentions.
"Since you think what I said is right, please follow me." Monk Fentian said with a smile:
“In this area of a thousand miles, only you are going through the tribulation, and there is no trace of demonic cultivators.
Therefore, even though you do not have the aura of a demon cultivator, I can only suspect that you are a demon cultivator who is hiding his aura.
Once I am sure that you are not a demon cultivator, I will naturally let you go. ”
The old monk's words were well-reasoned and well-founded, and there was nothing wrong with his reasonable doubts.
But how could Chen Huaian follow this monk?
God knows what perverted method this monk will use to test whether he is a demon cultivator.
Besides, he is still sweet with Li Qingran, who would want to stay with a stinky monk?
"I'm sorry, Master. Your Excellency is not a demon cultivator. Your Excellency is the ancestor of the Moon Shadow Sect and a pure sword cultivator. Your Excellency has some things to deal with in the sect and has no time to go anywhere." He also offered a touch of sword energy to Monk Fentian: "Master, do you think your Excellency's sword energy is a sword energy?"
"Very sword." Fentian nodded in recognition, but remained unmoved:
"Even if you are a pure sword cultivator, you still cannot conceal your identity as a demon cultivator, so you have to follow me."
Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes: "What if the master doesn't leave?"
Fentian smiled: "It is not up to you to decide whether to leave or not, because..."
He reached out to grab Chen Huaian, his five fingers like hooks, and the wind from his palm was whistling.
At this moment, a faint fragrance suddenly came, and before the palm wind arrived, it was suddenly dissolved by a flexible force.
But a white shadow flashed by and blocked Chen Huaian.
The visitor was wearing a plain white silk skirt, a red brocade belt around her waist, and her hair was covered with silver hair like a waterfall. She was not wearing any makeup but was extremely charming.
Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like cold stars, her lips were like red dots, her sleeves fluttered in the wind when she turned around, and her every move revealed an indescribable charm.
"Old Monk Fentian, long time no see."
Tu Shanyue raised her eyebrows slightly, raised her fingertips, and a red light flowed in her palms, ready to go.
Nine shadows appeared behind her, white as snow, with a faint halo, swaying gently with her breathing, as if they had their own spirituality.
"Tu Shanyue." The smile on Monk Fentian's face suddenly disappeared, but he was still calm:
"Why are you here instead of staying in Guixu? Do you think you have no hope of becoming an immortal and want to do evil to satisfy your desire before you are struck to pieces and your soul is shattered?"
Chen Huaian was even more shocked when he saw Tu Shanyue.
What the hell is going on?
Another yellow-colored calamity comes to perfection?
He also sensed that five demon saints were hiding nearby, but unlike Tu Shanyue, these five demon saints were standard red and were absolutely hostile to him.
This is even more confusing.
Tu Shanyue's strength is far superior to that of the five demon saints.
In the strict hierarchical social system of the demon clan, Tu Shanyue must be the leader of these five demon saints. As a result, the boss seems to have different opinions from her five younger brothers...
So who is the one who advocates attacking the Moon Shadow Sect?
Chen Huaian felt that his brain was no longer enough.
But he knew what to do now.
——Take advantage of the confrontation between Tu Shanyue and Fentian to recover from his injuries.
Tu Shanyue was not angry when she heard Fentian's ridicule. She played with her fingers and said nonchalantly, "Old Monk Fentian, I would never compete with you for this sword cultivator, but this sword cultivator is my prey, and I cannot give it to you."
"How can I, a Taoist monk, be handed over to your demon race?"
Monk Fentian had a tense face and refused to give in.
"Then let's have a fight." Tu Shanyue's eyes flashed with madness and murderous intent, and she chuckled, "You and I are both locked in by the rules of heaven, so why not try to see whose heavenly tribulation will come first?"
Upon hearing this, Monk Fentian remained silent but his face turned pale.
He glanced at Chen Huaian, and seeing the look of an old monk in meditation, he knew that the other party would definitely not go with him willingly.
At the same time, he also doubted Tu Shanyue's motives.
After all, demons and monsters are family.
He thought that he could not hand over the Taoist monks to the demon clan.
But if the other party is a demon cultivator, then he could be in the same group with Tu Shanyue.
Things are a bit difficult.
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Chen Huaian looked at the two old men who were in a stalemate.
I couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
OK, well done.
It would be best if we could have a fight and draw the heavenly calamity to kill these two old men.
"That's not the case."
Tu Shanyue turned her eyes and said with a smile:
"I take a step back, and you take a step back too. A person has a soul and seven spirits. I take the soul, and you take the seven spirits. His body will be left here. In this way, the two of us will no longer be together. How do you think?"
After hearing this, Monk Fentian pondered for a while and was actually somewhat tempted.
It would be a good idea to take the seven souls so that we can see if this sword cultivator is a demon cultivator.
If it is 늀, then he will be executed.
If not, I'd better find a way to get my soul back.
At any rate, it's better than having a fight here.
Standing in this thunder pit, he already felt vaguely locked in by the rules of heaven and earth.
It's not a good place to stay for long.
After careful consideration, there is no particularly good solution.
So the monk Fentian nodded: "녦."
Tu Shanyue smiled, turned her head and looked at Chen Huaian with seductive eyes.
Chen Huaian: “…”
"No, you guys have already divided it?!"
Chen Huaan rolled his eyes in anger: "Did you get permission from the Lord?"
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