Mo Yinhua also sensed this peeping power and said weakly, "the heart demon is deceitful. Taoist friends don't listen to my advice and insist on it. Now I understand it's not a small matter."

As soon as Wu Yi's Taoist robe was displayed, the chain penetrating the dark body retreated like a tide and asked, "these nine --" before Wu Yi finished his words, his hazy sense of peeping suddenly increased. It seemed that the demon in charge of the contract would appear in front of him at the next moment. Wu Yi couldn't help but be shocked into a cold sweat.

Wu Yi changed his mouth and said, "what's the identity of the devil? You know."

"I haven't heard of this devil's name in the upper world. It must be an extraterritorial devil. He calls his name and knows himself. At least he is also a great devil who understands the original way. I didn't expect to provoke such a person." Mo Yin turned bitter and sighed.

Wu Yiwen's face was expressionless and stopped pestering on this topic. He said, "I have other chores to deal with recently. I'll take you out after a while."

"Taoist friend, no, master, please." Mo Yinhua soon realized his identity and said respectfully.

Wu Yi looked at his humble appearance, smiled and left from the bead.

The heart devil's oath was originally evolved from Mo Yin. For his own life and death, does he really know the origin of the real devil in the nine ruins? Wu Yi naturally doesn't believe it.

After the condensation pill is finished, it's time to meet zhitianxuan. Ask him face to face at that time, and maybe you can get one or two news.

In the next few days, Wu Yi honed two magical powers at the bottom of the cold pool. It's different from the outside world to cultivate magical powers in a place where there are few magic opportunities such as beads. In the outside world, Wu Yi can borrow more power of heaven and earth, and the power of magical powers is more powerful.

Wu Yi is surrounded by black Turtles who sometimes spit water waves with their heads held high. He is not big, but his momentum is like an overseas giant island; Sometimes there is a red light flashing. It is a red snake. It spits out cold flames in its mouth, chasing and competing with the Black Turtle.

When Wu Yi slowly finished his work, the tortoise and snake also stopped chasing. The red snake coiled around the black tortoise. The black tortoise closed his eyes and didn't move. It seemed to sleep. The red snake opened his eyes and was cold. A pair of vertical pupils made people shudder.

"The water of the Black Turtle coincides with the rhyme of the road of silence, closes people's Qi and veins, and is sealed without ice. Its deduction is somewhat similar to the number of Taiyi gods, rather than Taiyi breath water," Wu Yi looked at the Black Turtle and frowned slowly.

"As for the flame of the red snake, to get rid of the burning meaning of the fire and get the cold feeling of the frost, and to do all the way and rhyme of the moving road, changing and not living, it can be called the non living cold flame."

When Wu Yi's voice fell, the tortoise and snake neighed, wagged their heads and tails, and the cold flame water gushed. It seemed that they were celebrating that they had a name.

This is the response of heaven and earth. These two supernatural powers were created by Wu Yi's observation and understanding of Taoism. At this time, they have been recognized by heaven and earth.

When heaven and earth should rest, Wu Yi cleaned up his business and took the stone tablet world back to the sea. His stone tablet world has been collecting the Yin Qi in the soul breaking Valley for ghost cultivation in the stone tablet world these days.

This time, I collected more than half of the Yin Qi in the broken soul valley. If I didn't work for several years, I must be unable to recover.

In fact, if Wu Yi is willing to put the stone tablet world into the Yin vein and let go of the swallowing, let alone for several years or decades, the Yin Qi may not recover.

But after all, the western regions is the jurisdiction of zhitianxuan. It's not very good. Compared with several other continents, LINGJI is poor, so we still don't do these things.

Wu Yi summoned all the Liuding generals. After several wars, the Liuding generals were also damaged, but it was only a few. The military appearance was still neat and threatening like a prison. Wu Yi took Shan Hui, boarded the cloud car, returned to Xishan Mountain and reported to Zhi Tianxuan.

The clouds rumbled and the magic soldiers opened the way. When Wu Yi came, he was still a little uneasy to accept such a courtesy, but now the success of Ning Dan is a little more calm and natural, and the magic soldiers around him look at him with a little more respect, not only because of his scheduling skill, but also because of his strength.

When he was about to reach the western mountains, Wu Yi collected the frame. The Liuding God was still given to him by Zhi Tianxuan. There was no need to call in front of Zhi Tianxuan.

A puppet guard can be seen in front. Wu Yi straightens his appearance and is about to step into it. After thinking about it, he releases the ink from the beads.

"Just follow me inside." Wu Yi said faintly, with an indisputable meaning in his words.

Mo Yinhua's eyes twinkled. At a glance, he knew that this was the west mountain, the main peak of the western regions, where the God who had been granted the imperial edict lived. In the past, he walked around here, but he didn't expect to enter in this capacity at this time.

Wu Yi went up the mountain regardless of the change of Mo Yinhua's face. The Dharma agreement signed between Mo Yinhua and him is only between them. If people in Wu Yi's school don't like him and kill him, he has no place to reason. It's really a tiger's den.

But looking at Wu Yi's confident back, Mo Yinhua still chose to believe in Wu Yi and follow up. He just converged and had no arrogance at all. He was like an insignificant servant, only a little better than ordinary people.

The great ceremony of canonization has passed. Now it seems a little cold here. There are only many puppets to protect the sacred mountain. There are few creatures. It has not arrived for several years. There are many divine powers in the divine domain. It can be seen that zhitianxuan should be gradually familiar with the position of Shinto.

But in this way, Wu Yi, who is practicing immortality, feels a little uncomfortable. The omnipresent divine power has been trying to turn it into a God and believe in the people. It is the divine power that does it by itself. If he is a wise and mysterious operator, Wu Yi is not as casual as he is now.

Wu Yi bowed outside the temple and said, "Yiqi sect disciple Wu Yi, please see the God King."

The voice passed from the outside to the inside, and from the inside to the outside. Wu Yi said to Mo Yinhua and Shan Hui behind him, "you two are waiting here."

They nodded and said yes.

After entering the temple, Wu Yi found that there were many more sacred objects and magic tools, and many statues and golden bodies appeared, all of which were Dharma protectors.

Wu Yi also saw the main generals of hundreds of Liuding divine generals. This is the source of divine power. The outside world is divided by divine power. It doesn't matter if they are destroyed. With gods, they can recover one day.

Zhitianxuan's body is golden and dignified like a prison, which makes people feel a sense of worship and submission. Wu Yi's rhyme turns, gets rid of this sense of bewitchment, holds a talisman, bows down and says, "I have been ordered by the God King to destroy the ghosts in the soul breaking valley. Now that I have achieved success, I hereby return my life."

The talisman blooms with divine light, which flies out of Wu Yi's palm and is taken back by Zhi Tianxuan. Then, the divine light shoots out from the talisman, returns to the statue and enjoys the incense.

"You did a good job." Zhi Tianxuan praised, and his face was more gentle.

"It all depends on the power of the Liuding God general. Otherwise, it must be the ghosts under the mouth of the Yin things." Wu Yi said naturally. When he was still in the realm of building the foundation, in the face of so many ghosts and zombies, if it weren't for the power of the Liuding God general, he would have died.

"Ha ha." a sudden laugh interrupted their conversation.

Wu Yi was surprised and looked at the source of the laughter. He saw a bright headed old man sitting on the side of Zhi Tianxuan. Who was the Ming Yangtze who gave Wu Yi the sword symbol before.

This is the temple of zhitianxuan. If ordinary people come here, they will involuntarily look at zhitianxuan's body and subconsciously ignore others. That's Wu Yi.

Recognizing the old man, Wu Yi quickly worshipped and said, "I don't know the elder is here. Please forgive Wu Yi for his rudeness."

Ming Yangzi smiled and said, "get up, get up."

Soon after Wu Yi got up, he heard Yangzi say, "I sensed that the sword sign should not have killed the enemy. How did you get through the crisis?"

Wu Yi narrated the process again, cutting the complexity and simplifying it, but said that the Mo Yin rank was destroyed by the power of heaven's robbery.

What are the characters of Yangzi and zhitianxuan in the Ming Dynasty? Why can't you hear the flaws? Yangzi said, "what was your natural disaster at that time? Evolve it with magic."

Wu Yi was helpless. However, at that time, Liuding God general was also present and couldn't hide it. It's better to say it generously and repeat it with the art method. However, a turtle and a snake are derived from the road. Wu Yi didn't know the essence, but just wanted to do it.

Ming Yangzi and Zhi Tianxuan looked at it, and their eyes met. They all saw the color of surprise from each other's eyes. Such a fate is indeed the only thing they saw in their life.

Ming Yangzi asked, "so you have two gold tablets at this time."

"Indeed."

"What's the story of the people outside the door?" the people outside the door, Ming Yangzi, should be asking about Mo Yinhua. Wu Yi knew they were going to ask. He summoned Mo Yinhua. Originally for this question, he explained that he had captured Mo Yinhua, and told him that he had made a great oath to find out the origin of the Demon Lord.

Looking at the Faqi shown by Wu Yi, zhitianxuan's eyes showed the meaning of thinking. It seemed that he thought of something. His face was like water, and others didn't know what he meant.

The Yangzi of the Ming Dynasty had never heard of the name of the true devil in the nine ruins. Seeing Zhi Tianxuan, he seemed to know something about it. He couldn't help saying, "younger martial brother, do you know something about this devil?"

Zhi Tianxuan replied faintly, but did not explain how to understand the devil. Ming Yangzi didn't ask in detail. It's better to know little about such a great devil.

"Although this demon is a heart demon, he can be called a demon God since he has received the priest of the contract. Unless he doesn't want to take charge of the priest, he doesn't have to worry too much." Zhi Tianxuan comforted.

Seeing that zhitianxuan seemed to have something in mind, Wu Yi didn't bother much and left. The Yangtze River of the Ming Dynasty did not stay long, and then came out.

Wu Yi was about to salute, but he was held by magic. He didn't bend down, so he had to give up and said, "thank you, elder."

Ming Yangzi waved his hand to show that he could do something.

Wu Yi and the Ming Yangzi were in front, and Mo Yinhua and Shan Hui were in the back. They walked towards the open area of the western mountains.

"Elder, I don't know the origin of Yin sect that day?"

The Yangtze Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty looked at Mo Yinhua and said with a smile, "there is only a magic door in the upper world, and its power is not small." he paused and stroked his beard slowly with his palm. "But after all, the vast world is my home, and the small people can't shake it."

Mo Yinhua bowed his head and knew that Ming Yangzi actually said this to him, but his face did not change. It was obvious that he still had support in his heart, but the next sentence of Ming Yangzi made Mo Yinhua's face change greatly and even felt a trace of fear.