Until midnight, the moonlight was like white silk and spread in the extremely cold place. The moon copper puppet finally put the pen back to the demon palace. Su Xian had sorted out sixty booklets of skills and stuffed them into the storage ring and smiled happily.

Tongshen is activated and contact Ye Zhiqiu.

In the southern region, the shape of a candle dragon is faintly hidden under the cover of the vast white mist. It is winding and entrenching to enjoy the gluttonous feast, and the whole body interprets everything, day and night, lightning and darkness, wind and rain, thunder and lightning are heard, and chaos is thriving in the world of cultivation. Things change, and the rich atmosphere of time makes people look at it for thousands of years.

Ye Zhiqiu was standing silently, and the beautiful woman beside her looked at her, dignified and elegant, with all kinds of charms between her eyebrows and eyes.

Suddenly, Ye Zhiqiu's body trembled suddenly, he looked up blankly, and asked Emperor Yaqi: "Can there be a holy water in the courtyard, a yang crow's blood, a tail of the Nine-Life Crow, a stone of creation or an eighth-level soul-inducing bead in the courtyard?"

The incarnation of Emperor Yaqi, the Holy Light Venerable, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was surprised and puzzled, "Who does he want to be resurrected?"

"This is his secret." Ye Zhiqiu guessed something, but it was difficult to break it.

The Holy Light Master lifted a wisp of golden silk behind his ear, tapped his head, and then replied: "There was once a stone of creation, but it was used to help the Venerable of the Airspace of the Great Demon Era reshape his bones and flesh. No new fossil mines have been found. You know, although we were lucky enough to obtain the imperial demon book, the twenty-eight pages only included twelve imperial demon clan groups. The Tianji Academy only found ten, and the Jiufen is one of the two that disappeared."

Ye Zhiqiu's face twitched and said quietly: "Isn't that the same as nothing?"

"What do you want?" Emperor Yaqi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him in anger.

The next second, Ye Zhiqiu lowered his head in surrender, but he was muttering in his heart, why not say as much as you did?

"He said he was willing to exchange the Emperor Demon Book of the Skygu Bat for the Nine-Life Racquet."

"But, the Nine Life Racquets are gone anyway, so it's a lack. You can explore the secret land of the Heavenly Folk first, which is considered to be a wasteland. The two are barely equivalent, and they are even. The Tianji Academy will send someone to take over after you explore the secret land of the Heavenly Folk." Emperor Yaqi said.

"He praised you 'femme fatale'." When he was in charge of the gods, Su Xian shared Ye Zhiqiu's vision and hearing. After receiving the reply, he cursed in a low voice. Ye Zhiqiu suddenly turned his face, his eyes were bright, and he said excitedly as if he was making a report, "He changed his words and said that the Baqi Emperor was so beautiful, but his heart was as vicious as a snake and scorpion, but one beauty covered all poisons. He even scolded me!"

Ye Zhiqiu was hilarious in his heart. This not only praised the charm of Emperor Yaqi, but also damaged her domineeringness and small-mindedness. This evaluation was a sharp hit and hit the nail on the head. Because in everyone's eyes, Emperor Yaqi is such a woman, which makes people admire him and awe, and dare not get close to him.

Emperor Yaqi didn't know that Su Xian was blaming her stinginess. She said "the two are equivalent" with high sound, but everyone knew that once the Tianji Academy intervened in the secret land of the sky, there would be nothing left for Su Xian.

But she pretended not to understand, but said with a smile: "Then ask him, since you think I am beautiful, when he will become the Demon Emperor, would you like to marry me? I am talking about my deity, it doesn't matter. I can be a concubine and serve Yue Jinse as my wife."

Hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu seemed to see through the beautiful woman's smile and couldn't help but feel frightened. Then he said bitterly: "The spiritual connection is broken..."

Su Xian was so scared that he quickly cut off the spiritual power and escaped.

Emperor Yaqi smiled and said silently. Ye Zhiqiu closed his eyes and mourned Su Xian. He lit a stick of incense in his heart, burning. In the clouds of time, he seemed to have seen the weeds growing on Su Xian's grave.

...

Sitting on the couch, Su Xian opened his eyes, and the cold sweat had soaked his clothes. He never dreamed that Ye Zhiqiu complained in a blink of an eye and betrayed him. He murmured at this moment, hoping that Emperor Yamai would be broad-minded and betray him, and would not care about him for a few jokes.

"Why, I won't be your dream maker today?" Qingyu teased.

Su Xian stammered. He felt that he should not be able to communicate with Yue Jinse too frequently. It would be very sudden, so that people could not find the rules, and then he fooled him.

You also need to think of a complete plan without leaving any flaws. You can also slow down when you play the dream lord and wait until you enter the depths of the Northern Region.

"I asked, Tianji Academy is poor and I only changed to the imperial demon book of Jiumingli, but it is said that when Tianji Academy went to search, they migrated away." Su Xian answered the question irrelevantly.

"It's okay. Anyone who has existed must have traces to follow. Unless they reach the ancestral realm, some traces cannot be erased. Let's take a look in the future."

The next day, Su Xian sent the merit book to Meng Miao and told the four of them to read it at will. As for how to sell and what methods to use, Meng Miao decided it all.

Lian Ceyou went to Meiyuting to stroll, claiming to be familiar with the environment, and Su Xian was not afraid of him having any other intentions.

"Was there any trouble yesterday?" Su Xian asked.

"No." Meng Miao calmly put away sixty brief books, "I have inquired about it. Recently, the strong people in the Middle Ages have arrived in the first palace, and it is very storm that is about to come, and everyone is in danger. At this difficult time, although there are many borers who are catching fish in troubled waters, we can't squeeze out oil and water from the small fish and shrimps of our star. Life can be peaceful."

Su Xian nodded. He really didn't need to worry about this. Meng Miao was absolutely reliable. Seeing that He Tsaiyun and his ancestors were gone early in the morning, the desolate scenery was filled with sparse people around the wasteland, he couldn't help but ask: "Whe Tsaiyun? How did he talk with the Senbu team?"

"I learned this indirectly that the six-star team has a good reputation and reputation. It was basically agreed yesterday. Today, He Gu went to discuss the specific construction plan with them. We are just a newcomer and the other party is quite friendly. It should be for the sake of the ancestors. Logically speaking, with the support of the ancestors, as long as we complete some commissions and tasks, or make a name for ourselves, it is a foregone conclusion that we will become a five-star team, so they are quite polite to He Gu." Meng Miao answered like a stream.

Su Xian patted Meng Miao on the shoulder and said, "Okay, after hearing this, I know that what you do will only be better than me and will not be worse than me. After all, I am not as good as you in this area. At most, I have achieved some success in my cultivation. Today I will leave for the Xuanmen Realm. I have retreated from the courtyard of Shuheting. I hope that on the day I come back, I can see you truly stand alone."

After saying that, Su Xian turned around and left. There was no need for more mother-in-law and mother between the two men. He also talked about yesterday.

"Remember to come back! If you don't come back, He Gu will be sad." Meng Miao shouted at the back of the green shirt that was gradually moving away.

...

There is a teleportation array, and you can reach the four realms in one day.

The next day in Xuanmen Realm, Su Xian, who was wearing an ordinary appearance, was walking on the road leading to Xuanmen in a blue dress. The frost was embedded in the walls by the road, and occasionally white frozen bones were discarded in the corners or in the middle of the road. The monks who entered the target were all murderous intent and looked sharp. At a glance, they knew that they were often born and died, doing blood licking at the tip of a knife, and countless blood was ripped. The monks living in a comfortable environment were afraid of them, but they knew that they were just a group of poor people who were living in the path of cultivation. There was today, but not necessarily tomorrow.

This world is filled with blood, the atmosphere is depressing, and the blood is mottled. Su Xian saw a group of monks walking towards the towering Xuanmen, but he could hardly see anyone in the opposite direction to him, because few people could come back.

Su Xian was mingling among the crowd. His younger face and weak cultivation made him look at him. Young people of his age, who are at the age of magnificent and have entered the first palace. They do not need to set foot on a mysterious place and seek death. Those with low qualifications cannot cultivate such cultivation. However, Su Xian did not wear the costumes of the first palace and was not a disciple of the first palace. If his identity is doubtful, he will naturally be noticed.

The closer you are to Xuanmen, the stronger the wind and snow, as cold as a knife, the more intense the solemn atmosphere.

Suddenly, a wave of awesome aroused sound came from the Xuanmen. Under the towering and ancient portal, a team of four returned triumphantly. The leader was a woman in blue shirt with a beautiful appearance, with a hint of fatigue in her eyebrows and eyes. She was followed by an old, a young and a middle-aged man. The young man was similar to Su Xian.

Su Xian has walked under the bronze mysterious gate that is dozens of feet tall and hundreds of feet long. The door will open in the vast sunshine, at night

Close, he stood silently among the crowd, watching the four people gradually moving away, without scars on their bodies, which does not mean that they are unscathed, because the one who is injured may be their monster. The monster licks (defense of harmony) wounds in the monster palace, which outsiders cannot see.

"This is the first team to return in half a month!"

"The six-star team of Xuanmen Court, Guihun! The leader is the blue-shirted woman just now, named Lan Yin. She is already in her early thirties and has the cultivation level of a demon emperor. There is a soul hunting beast in the demon palace, which is extremely sharp. She was a disciple of the third palace several years ago. She was not admitted to the Tianji Academy ten years ago. After she was twenty-five, she ended her cultivation career in the first palace sadly. She refused to stay and came directly to the Xuanmen Realm and pulled the "Guihun" team. This is the third time she has returned from the mysterious place. Every time she stayed outside the Xuanmen for at least two months, obviously going deeper."

“…”

Su Xian was slightly infected by the atmosphere next to the Xuanmen. Life here is tragic and the pace is heavy. If it weren't for a desperate person or being trapped in a shackle for a long time, who would have been willing to take risks in this life-and-death dangerous place? Taking advantage of the buzzing discussion, he arrived next to the Xuanmen.

The Xuanmen is cast from tens of thousands of tons of bronze, and is magnificent. There is a pavilion on the door, and a demon lord sits in it to protect the order of the Xuanmen.

The mysterious gate, which is as huge as a ferocious beast, only had a gap, and this gap alone could be used by ten people.

Beside the Xuanmen, the disciples of the First Palace who came to take the task were all white in color, and seemed to have a kind of nobleness that was untainted by the mud.

When it was Su Xian's turn, he was stopped by a disciple on the right, and the disciple with a tiger-eyed and bear-waisted waist questioned: "Identity information."

"Su Xue, from the one-star team's 'dream creation'." Su Xian calmly reported the information that was registered yesterday. If the identity of the monk was not recorded in the first palace, there was no way to overcome this mysterious gate that judged both life and death.

Upon hearing this, the rough disciple was stunned for a moment, pinched the jade slip and found information about Su Xian, and said in a strange tone: "One person? You are young, you can enter the first palace with this qualification, so why do you need to seek death? You will probably not survive after stepping through this mysterious gate. The terrible level of monsters in the depths is not something we can imagine. In front of them, you and I are all mortals."

Su Xian falsely reported that he was one year old, and the information was registered with the twenty-year-old Demon Sect. His qualifications were excellent in the first palace.

Su Xian once observed people in the Xuanmen Realm. He found that people's hearts were almost cold, and everyone's face was mostly indifferent and numb. If he had not been backed by Qingshi, he would not dare to come rashly during the Demon Sect period. At this time, he was dissuaded by this disciple of the First Palace. He couldn't help feeling the biting warmth in the cold winter and asked with a smile: "What's your name? Are you interested in coming to the 'Dream Creation' team?"

"Are you crazy? Yan Xudong is a disciple of the third house. Can your one-star team tolerate him? What's more, why do you go to your team to enter the depths of the Northern Region with you and seek death?" At this time, the left disciple who was guarding the Xuanmen with the rough young man said in surprise, with questions in his words, but Su Xian could hear that this was just a normal reaction, not a shameless remark to contempt and ridicule of him.

Xudong symbolizes the hope that the rising sun rises in the east.

Many monks in the Northern Region have the names of the sun, because they will find it difficult to see the rays of light in their lifetimes.

This is poaching people in front of the First Palace!

Yan Xudong was shocked by Su Xian's plain words. He could vaguely tell that this person's heart was calm and he didn't look like a man who fell into madness. He shook his head and said, "You go over."

This means rejection.

Yan Xudong is determined to recruit students in the future of the Northern Region Tianji Academy, and his future is bright. How could he join an inexplicable one-star team in a confused manner?

Su Xian smiled and said nothing. He just asked casually, and it was normal to be rejected. The two of them passed by.

"What a strange person!" Next to him, a disciple from the Third Palace muttered.
Chapter completed!