C88 Candle Nine Yin

Ever since he had been injured by the grey-clothed old man from the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest, Zhu Jiuyin had been feeling uneasy, like a frightened rabbit in the grass. Whenever he thought of the scene where he was beaten up by the grey-clothed old man in the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest, he could not help but be shocked. Where did this old man come from, and why was his cultivation so deep? Before fighting with him, he had thought that his own power was already excellent, that it would be hard for him to find another opponent other than the Realm Chiefs of the Six Realms. However, that gray-clothed old man was actually able to make him completely lose the power to retaliate and take his life within a dozen moves. This grey-clothed old man was truly terrifying, but he had often been in the mortal world for over ten years, but he had never met this mysterious grey-clothed old man. The Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest that day had simply been like a nightmare.

Despite the meticulous care and care he had received, Candle Jiu Yin was still in a state of shock. He felt more and more that the ninth level of the Mysterious Demon Palm was becoming more and more important. If he could master the highest realm of the ninth level of the Mysterious Demon Palm, then it would be hard to say who would win when he fought against the grey-clothed old man the other day. Back then, he only had a chance to see the Devil Ancestor practice a few moves and was extremely surprised. The power, moves, movements, and inner force made Zhu Jiuyin feel that this was the supreme martial art of the Four Extreme Trials of the Universe, unless it was something that the "Black Yellow Scripture of the Heavens and Earth" was comparable to.

Zhu Jiuyin fell into deep thought. Back then, when Mo Zun had died, he had passed down the ultimate martial art he was proud of — the ninth level of the Mysterious God Palm to the Devil Ancestor Sword, Yu Baimei. The ruler shaped brows then infused this set of martial arts with Supreme Yin, Evil Qi, and Netherworld Udumbara's powers, and after exchanging blows with the Six Realms, he continued to improve and evolve, thus forming the ninth level of the Mysterious Demon Palm. However, with his suspicious and vicious personality, he simply did not allow anyone to practice this kind of martial arts. Every time he practiced, he would force back everyone and not allow anyone to spy on him. He remembered once that two disciples that had just been magically transformed had accidentally barged into the Heartbreak Palace to train because they didn't know the rules. Before they knew what was going on, they were hacked to death with a palm strike. The ruler shaped brows hung their corpses outside the Demon Palace to serve as an example. From then on, the people in the demon realm were completely silent about the Dark Demon Palm of the ninth level.

But the more it was like this, the more Candle Jiu Yin wanted to take a peek at the moves of the Mysterious Demon Palm of the ninth level. The ninth level of the Mysterious Demon Palm was not something that could be easily displayed. Even though it had been used frequently in the battle against experts from the Six Realms, without the mantra or mantra, it could only grasp the skin of every move. The ninth level of the Mysterious Demon Palm was divided into nine levels. The sword ruler had once said that he had reached the eighth level and was infinitely close to the highest level.

In this world of demons where everyone was in danger, it was fortunate that he still had hope. It would be perfect for her to probe his sword, ruler's brow, and the ninth level of the Mysterious Demon Palm. At this moment, Susu Jin Si happened to bring in a bowl of Silver Ear Lotus Seed Soup. As always, his steps were light and light, and Candle Jiu Yin was already familiar with this sound. He gently closed his eyes and dozed off.

"Master, are you asleep?" Jin Si walked up to him and asked softly. His voice was as light as the morning breeze in a quiet morning, making people feel as if they were welcoming the scent of flowers. "I've cooked a bowl of broth for you to warm your body."

Candle Jiu Yin slowly opened his eyes and stood up, "How's my embroidered demon robe? Isn't it very fitting?" He stretched out his hand to pick up the broth, and slowly sipped it, "Although this demonic robe has been embroidered for over ten years, the more you wear it, the more it suits your body." As he said that, he stretched out his arms, showing Xin Jin how much he wanted to see.

A wave of fear flashed across Xin Jin's face as his eyes flashed with joy. "Master, why did you suddenly ask about the demon robe today? I haven't seen you wear it in years …" Indeed, these few years, Candle Jiu Yin had only been busy with scheming and plotting. He had gone to the camp to get lucky, how could he have the time to wear the embroidered clothes? He didn't think so himself, but the thoughts he cared about and cared about the most often hurt his soul. She had personally sewed it for seven years, after all, and it was only during the cold winter and the hot summer that they were gathered into a snowy mist and a beautiful summer dew.

When she said this, Candle Jiu Yin realized that she really hadn't worn it for several years, "This embroidered demon robe has used up all your years of effort, how could I wear it so casually?" It was true that Candle Jiu Yin's ability to adapt to situations was beyond ordinary, but his casual words made her feel both happy and sad, "See, didn't I wear it now? From now on, I will wear it more, to tell others that it was made by you."

These words sent a wave of happiness to her heart, just like a flow of honey flowing into her heart sweet and warm.

Zhu Jiuyin thought that it was time to get down to business, and he said quietly, "How is Heartless Hall's situation these days? Have they found anything new?"

Xin Jin was startled for a moment before he quickly understood the meaning behind the words, "The Devil Ancestor has been training every day for the past few days. I have already recorded down all of his palm techniques according to your instructions." As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it over to Zhu Jiuyin.

"Very good, just like this. In these few years, if you are able to complete this task, it will be even more beneficial than sewing the embroidered clothes. At that time, I will reward you well."

"I don't need any reward as long as I can help master." She only wanted to tell Candle Jiuyin that she was only helping him because she wanted to help him and not because she wanted to be rewarded.

Of course, Candle Jiu Yin knew what Jin Si's thoughts were, but he didn't have the time or energy to talk about it. Now, he had to seize the loophole in the sword ruler's eyebrow when cultivating the ninth level of the Black Demon Palm and let Xin Jin remember the general principles and moves of the ninth level of the Mysterious Demon Palm; that was the most important thing.

"Jin Si, Master will remember every single thing that you have done for him. It's just that this time is different from the past. It's extremely important and dangerous, and you have to be careful in everything you do. I don't want anything to happen to you. " Zhu Jiuyin's words sounded sincere and earnest, just like a warning and hope from the depths of his heart, making Xin Jin feel touched.

"Don't worry, Master. Nothing will happen to Jin Si. Even if something did happen, Jin Si wouldn't say half a word …" His tone was firm and resolute, full of the unrepentance and decisiveness of the love he had paid.

In the future, he would have to give her more hope and hope. Perhaps, in the future, she would be able to bring him even more surprises. If you spend more time and effort on your thoughts, the rewards will always be greater than the rewards, so why not?

After Zhu Jiuyin left, he felt that it was time to go to the Green Hill to see Li Zongyin. This was another person who had formed a cooperative relationship with him, but unfortunately, his recent performance had not been able to satisfy Zhu Jiuyin.

A melodious tune of a flute lightly rang out from the mountain behind the Taixuan capital. The sounds of insects and birds chirping in the mountains, as well as the melodious sound of the Buddhist chanting, all seemed faintly discernible, faintly discernible. No one would care about this kind of flute sound, just like no one cared about the cries of the cicadas and geese.

But Li Zongyin could hear this flute very clearly. Even if he mixed it with the noise of the car, he would still be able to distinguish it. It wasn't that he was familiar with this sound, but it had a special meaning to him.

Li Zongyin followed the sound and the flute music suddenly stopped. In the dense forest, Zhu Jiuyin slowly took out a thin leaf from his mouth and stood opposite Li Zongyin with a solemn and aloof expression.

"Spiritual Master Li, you've been doing well recently, it's been a few months since you last saw the Heart Washing Stream," Zhu Jiuyin said as he slowly paced back and forth, his sinister and cold eyes never leaving Li Zongyin even half a step, causing a chill to run down Li Zongyin's spine, "But after so long, you still haven't heard anything?"

Li Zongyin slightly cupped his fist and bowed, apologizing, "Young Master, to be honest, during this period of time, the Qing Qiu Mountain's four cities and twelve pots are indeed very quiet. There is nothing worth making a fuss about, so it did not disturb you and the Devil Ancestor." If this scene didn't exist, no one would have believed it to be true. The two worlds were completely different, and the fact that such a young genius with deep differences would actually join hands in such a despicable way was truly surprising.

Li Zongyin frowned, he wanted to say something but hesitated, "But … Last month, I heard that two mysterious masked men were severely injured by an old man wearing a grey cloth in the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest. "

"Oh, have you heard who the old man in grey is?" When Candle Jiu Yin heard the name of the old man in grey, his heart was filled with impatience. "How did you hear that?"

At that time, Shen Jingyang was also in the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest, and he was heavily injured by two masked men. Right at that time, an old man wearing a grey cloth appeared, repelled the masked man, and then disappeared, "said Li Zongyin. He was surprised by Zhu Jiuyin's anxious expression, but logically, this was not the case," Later on, Master rescued Shen Jingyang and brought him back to Taixuan, and this was all told to us by Shen Jingyang while he was recuperating from his injuries. "

"Then, how are Shen Jingyang's injuries?"

He was treated by Master daily with Zhen Qi and the Origin Swallowing Pill, and he was almost completely healed after a month of recuperation, "Li Zongyin suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said," However, I heard Master passed down the supreme secret of Taixuan's supreme secret, the Myriad Arrows Sect's secret manual, to him, and asked him to use it with the Dark Bow. I heard that the combination of the two is extremely impressive.

"Oh, really? How powerful could he be? It was just a floral display of power that was not worth looking at. "Zhu Jiuyin was extremely disdainful," Then where is Shen Jingyang now? "

"I'm not sure about that. He left with Yu Yin after he finished cultivating the Myriad Arrows Return School's manual. Before he left, he didn't even mention where he went. He's always like this, mysterious and conceited."

"Shen Jingyang has been in the capital for such a long time, yet he didn't reveal anything about the results of his investigation into the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest?"

"No, Master asked him a few times, but he never found anything. Judging from his depressed expression, he probably didn't find any valuable clues, or else he wouldn't have hidden it from Master."

Zhu Jiuyin snorted lightly and declined to comment. Although he did not know much about Shen Yushi, he knew that this person's mind was extremely meticulous. Otherwise, he would not have been able to investigate the matters of the past that happened more than ten years ago. It seemed like nothing had happened during this period of time. Yun Jiu Tang's silhouette appeared in his mind and he casually asked, "Where's Yun Jiu Tang? Has there been any news of him recently?"

Li Zongyin smiled sinisterly, "About that …" Yun Jiu Tang is the young master of the Lone Star of the Demon Realm. As both of you are of the Demon Realm, I'm afraid you know his whereabouts the best. "

Li Zongyin's question really startled Zhu Jiuyin. Although they were both young masters of the Devil Realm, Yun Jiu Tang was free and unfettered in the mortal world. His movements were erratic, and even he, the cold-looking young master, found it hard to control him.

"However, he had actually come looking for Master once before …"

"Why are you looking for a treasure scroll?"

"I don't know the specifics, but they seem to be very secretive. I can only vaguely hear them discussing the matter of the fifth hidden spirit …"

"Oh, so that's the case …" Candle Jiu Yin wrinkled his brows, this was a thought-provoking piece of news, and once again awakened the terrifying thought that had been buried deep in his heart, "Fifth Hidden Spirit?" Yun Jiu Tang? "Their eyes are so similar, could it be …" Candle Jiu Yin couldn't help but shiver as his body suddenly twitched. This idea was too terrifying, but if it was true, then it would be even more frightening. He had long suspected the origins of Yun Jiu Tang's background. The talented youth that appeared out of thin air, his complex and blurred background, any of these things were all so incomprehensible and terrifying.

Now, Candle Jiu Yin felt that he had to take the risk and go to the Extreme Abyss Undead Cave. That place might be the final place to unravel the mystery of Yun Jiu Tang's life, and only then would he be able to dispel the doubts that had been buried deep within his heart.

As Zhu Jiuyin's voice flashed, Li Zongyin's voice came from behind him, "Young Lord, don't forget about your promise to Zong Yin. After this is done, the entire Qing Qiu Mountain will be mine!" It was like a violent wave of desire, pushing the ambitious along, and perhaps toppling them in an instant. However, Zhu Jiuyin turned a deaf ear and a disdainful expression hung on his face. How could such a renegade person be worthy of having conditions with him?

After many years, Candle Jiu Yin once again sneaked into the extremely cold and secretive cave. Everything in the cave was the same as before. The only difference was that there weren't as many frozen Undead as before. There were only a few Undead. These Undead had different shapes, but they still retained their appearance as they left the body of their previous life.

Back then, when Zhu Jiuyin was attacked by the water qilin, he transformed into a group of demon spirits and escaped with the help of the demon spirits. As a result, the demon spirits were brought into the Demon World and recommended to the Devil Ancestor.

Zhu Jiuyin carefully examined every part of the stone, trying to find any clues related to the Frozen Undead from back then. However, other than the messy rocks, the cold, deep water, and piles of white bones, there was nothing else. He was depressed. After so many years, even if there were any clues, they had all been washed away by the deep water.

Just as he was feeling dejected, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw an opening in the depths of the undead cave. Stepping forward, he saw a huge, hidden crevice, which looked like a deep, bottomless tunnel, leading to an unknown place. What was the place at the end of the Undead Cave? He had to get to the bottom of this.

As Zhu Jiuyin entered the long tunnel, he noticed that it was filled with extremely cold, deep water that permeated through his muscles and bones. He didn't know how much time had passed or how long he had swam, but he could only see a hazy light ahead. Candle Jiu Yin leaned forward, and the light suddenly brightened up as he struggled to swim upstream, impatient to see this different world within the water.

Finally, he leaned out of the water and took a deep breath of the fresh air. The water was still cold, but it seemed to be much warmer than when he was at the Extreme Abyss. Zhu Jiuyin wiped away the droplets of water on his face and looked around. Upon closer inspection, he realized that this was the Zhuo River!

He immediately stepped onto the shore. That's right, it was Lake Zhuo! Zhu Jiuyin could not believe his eyes. He looked far into the distance at Taixuan, and saw that they were about a hundred miles away from him. He did not expect that they could reach the water lake from the passage of the undead cave!

Candle Jiu Yin tried his best to find the relationship between the two. After the fifth Hidden Spirit killed itself, its corpse was brought to Zhuo Shui Lake by Gu Xueluo, and later buried here. He looked around and finally saw the tombstone of the "Fifth Hidden Spirit's Tomb". Behind it was a small grave, and since the fifth Hidden Spirit was dead, it was entirely possible that his undead soul would sink to the bottom of Zhuo Shui Lake, and even though the Hundred Miles Underworld flowed into the cave from the depths of the lake and was sealed in ice, he was still able to bring it back to Demonic City …

"Impossible!" Absolutely impossible! " Zhu Jiuyin roared crazily, and kept cursing. This was a kind of false guess, he did not believe that it was true.