An ancient legend is circulating among the demon clan.

As long as you can practice to the level of a level nine demon cultivator, the demon clan will obtain talented power, which is called a complete transformation.

With the body of a level nine demon cultivator, he spent a lot of life to condense into a true human body!

This opportunity is only once, and it must reach level 9. If you miss it, you will never be able to condense into a true human body. However, most demon cultivators are disdainful of this strange legend.

It is indeed good to condense into a real human body, but unfortunately the cost is too high. Not only does it cost a lot of life, but the realm will also become unstable. The most important thing is that the human body cannot store all the souls of the demon cultivator.

It is equivalent to the opportunity to divide yourself into two. Half is a real human race, and half is still a demon cultivator. Moreover, the realm may fall, and the life span will be greatly reduced. Even if this legend is true, no demon cultivator is willing to try it, unless it is a woman who is deeply involved in love with the net like Zi Yue.

The talent that is similar to the clone has a human body from the demon body. The talent power of one god controlling both bodies has basically never appeared in the world. At least with Bai Yi's experience, he has never seen a level nine demon cultivator condensed the human body.

But he actually knew this legend.

With a useless talent, any real strong man will disdain it, but even so, that legend has been passed down from ancient times.

What Zi Yue said was just a decisive thing about being trapped underground back then. She no longer needed the human body. Zi Yue's words about the legend of the demon clan were actually said once when she was in the underground world.

Bai Yi didn't care at that time, but when he heard the legend for the second time, Bai Yi was in a state of great rush!

It was not the authenticity of the legend, but Zi Yue's mentality at this time, and Li Wenfeng's family of three reminded Bai Yi of some past events.

That was something that Bai Yi deliberately forgot about descendants.

The immortal king has a wife but has no children.

There is not only one way to form the body of the scattered immortals. It cannot withstand the immortal tribulation and breaks the body of the body. It is one of the main bodies of the soul and other heavenly treasures. Of course, there are also strong people who can preserve most of the body of the body under the immortal tribulation and then repair the body with strange pills and treasures.

The essence of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord is the preserved human body. He has been with his wife for thousands of years. He should have children, but it is strange that Butterfly has never given birth to any descendants.

Bai Yi never mentioned the topic of childbirth in front of Die'er. In his opinion, it's enough to let it go. Since the two of them fell in love, nothing else mattered. However, at this moment, the thing that Bai Yi forgot was hitting his mind like a giant hammer.

This impact is like the whistling of the heart of Tao when it collapses, and like the hope that you see the dawn in the last days...

Even the demon cultivator can give birth to children for the human race monks. Xiaoyao Immortal Lord human race itself should have children, and this childless puzzle that has been deliberately suppressed for thousands of years seems to be gradually opened in front of Bai Yi.

It was a secret that came with the legend of the demon clan. Few people in the world knew about it, but Bai Yi knew about it.

If a level nine demon cultivator condenses the human body as a punishment for changing the race, the human body will not be able to give birth to life. In other words, although a level nine demon cultivator has a chance to condense the human body, that human body will not give birth to any descendants.

"Die'er..."

In the crowd, Bai Yi was standing there in a daze, and his hand holding the wine glass began to tremble slightly. If it was as he guessed, if Die'er was really a human body condensed by a level nine demon cultivator who spent his life, then Die'er's true body might not have died yet!

"Autumn White Butterfly!"

Bai Yi shouted softly, alarming the monks around him. People looked over strangely, but did not notice anything strange. They just felt that someone seemed to be by his side just now, but they disappeared again in a blink of an eye.

Ni Qiuyu, who was sitting in the corner, seemed to hear a familiar sound. With a bang, the wine glass slipped off.

The woman suddenly stood up and looked around. She was surrounded by her classmates with joy, and there was no figure she had been looking forward to for many years. So she frowned and her eyes were confused.

Walking alone towards Bai Yi, the lights at Cangyun Station were getting farther and farther behind him, and the night was like the sea in the sky.

The butterfly on the top of the green mountain, the secret of the demon flower mantis of the Beast Control Sect, and the ancient legend from the demon clan, Bai Yi got a reason that really shocked him from these clues.

His wife Die'er is most likely the human body condensed by a level nine demon cultivator tens of years ago!

Only the real human being will not show any demonic energy in front of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord, and will be regarded as a real human being. Otherwise, even the demon king would never be able to hide the demonic energy in front of the immortal king back then.

And the most likely demon cultivator who condensed the human body of Buter, is the mysterious demon fairy, Qiu Baidie!

With the trembling of his mind, Bai Yi gradually walked to the depths of the Star Island. Between those ancient trees, there was a tomb he had erected himself. The tomb was buried not only his beloved wife, but also his heart.

The feeling of losing and gaining is probably the most beautiful feeling in the world, but this feeling brings to Bai Yi not beauty, but a kind of trembling. For the first time, the strongest human world standing between heaven and earth actually showed a feeling that had never appeared before.

Afraid……

The Xiaoyao Immortal Lord who has traveled all over the Nine Realms and Eight Destinies, and the Lord of Qingkong who is not afraid of the power of heaven and earth, felt the feeling of fear for the first time.

He was afraid that the slim hope would become a bubble, and he was afraid that there would still be a cold white bone in the grave...

Deep in the Star Island, Bai Yi's footsteps stopped in front of the tombstone, and the figure standing in front of the tomb was frozen and motionless, like an ancient tree.

In Bai Yi's body, the Taoist root of Xiaoyao Dao began to appear and disappear, sometimes sometimes without, and then gradually withered. The tombstone in front of him was actually a natural barrier between him and Xiaoyao.

Love is unforgettable, how can you talk about freedom?

In the east, dawn suddenly appeared. The morning of the new day not only brought new vitality, but also the ceremony of opening the Qingkong. Countless figures flew past the seas of the three continents, and millions of cultivators continued to gather from all directions, just for this Qingkong Festival.

The noisy Qingkong Market is empty in the early morning, all the shops are closed and idle. Even all the shop owners rushed to Xingchen Island.

On the inner coast, a figure with the same appearance as Bai Yi was looking at the Star Island through the inner sea. On the same beautiful face, there was an unconcealed hatred.

"Immortal Lord, the Qingkong Catastrophe has arrived. You should kill more powerful people from outside the domain. It is best to kill both sides of the country until they lose money. At that time, I will gather the endgame for you..."

A cold whisper came out of the clone's mouth. He had no intention of going to Qingkong. He just needed to wait. When Xiaoyao Immortal Lord was severely injured by those outside the domain, then his real opportunity was his.

Everyone is calculating, even those peaks in the human world.

Far above the sea thousands of miles away from the Qingtian area, a green light radiated in the clouds and mist like lightning.

It was a flying boat made of jade. It was no exaggeration to be exquisite in the jade boat. Especially the figure sitting cross-legged on the jade boat, a colorful glow sometimes shone, which seemed to be as ethereal as an immortal. If you sense it with your spiritual consciousness, unless it is in the Mahayana realm, no one can recognize that mysterious and unfamiliar spiritual power fluctuation at all.

Finally, after the fall of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord, the scattered immortals from outside the domain arrived!
Chapter completed!