I wanted to go to the Demon Realm, but I didn't expect to be rejected by the Immortal Alliance.
Fang Yuan remained calm. After returning from Bahuang City, he asked the old deacon to find a large number of scriptures related to the Demon Realm. He read them carefully several times. The old deacon also guessed what Fang Yuan was thinking. Although he followed the instructions and I borrowed it, but I still persuaded him several times in private. I know that Daozi is willing to serve, but no matter from the perspective of the Immortal Alliance, the perspective of the Demon Bian, or even the perspective of Wangqing Island, you are not suitable to participate in this matter now. After all, we are also very important people in a high position. How could we take such a risk
What he said made sense, and Fang Yuan agreed. The old deacon was relieved and went about his business. Although a large number of monsters have been basically eliminated, there are still many things to do on the demon side, such as training troops, patrolling, and cooperating with others. Plant fairy seeds and so on.
However, the old deacon originally thought that his Taoist son had just done a big thing and became famous all over the world, so he should spend a few days of leisure, drinking tea and reading books, etc., just waiting for the opening of the four secret realms to grab a piece of his own. His own destiny, in this way, it is a good thing for both Fang Yuan's cultivation path and for himself, who has been entrusted with the ardent instructions of the ancestor of Wangqing Island.
But he didn't expect that less than half a month later, he had finished handling the affairs within the customs on this day. When he came to pay his respects to Fang Yuan as usual, he suddenly found that Fang Yuan was missing. The empty hall was filled with only one army. The seal hangs on the Mingtang!
The old deacon was stunned, and it took him a long time to realize: "Run away?"
"My Taoist actually ran away?"
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Only then did he realize that Fang Yuan had never given up the idea of going to the Demon Realm. He also knew that with his current status, neither Wangqing Island nor Bahuang City would allow him to go to the Demon Realm to take risks, but no one told him. As soon as the seal is hung up, the person leaves.
In shock, the old deacon had no choice but to send a letter to Wangqing Island and report to Bahuang City at the same time.
"Hang the seal and leave?"
Elder Gu Tie was also shocked when he heard the news: "Where have you gone?"
The old deacon looked worried: "I'm worried that he went to the demon realm!"
"It's just nonsense!"
Elder Gu Tie had a solemn look on his face: "What is his identity? Daozi of Wangqing Island, the guardian of Shenguan, he has also made great contributions to the demon side, he plays a decisive role, and he has even half-stepped into a god. If such a genius of the human race falls into the demon realm, what will happen to him?" How can he come back so easily in the hands of a few old monsters? It’s so ridiculous. How can a person like him do such a thing? Do you really think that the demon realm is so easy to break into?"
"Even if you are a major cultivator of god transformation, you don't dare to enter and leave the demon realm easily!"
"In the territory of those old demons, if he is in danger, even the saints may not be able to rescue him in time!"
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After the two people discussed it, they could only suppress the news of Fang Yuan's departure from Mobian for the time being to prevent more people from guessing his whereabouts. At the same time, they hurriedly sent out countless informants and spies, just thinking about it. Find Fang Yuan quickly and persuade him to come back. Otherwise, whether something happens to him or it affects the Xian Alliance's peace talks, it will be an unbearable result!
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Just when there was a flurry of excitement at the Zhenmo Pass, Fang Yuan had already taken the white cat and crossed the Dangyou Mountain in the far east of the Demonic Border. Dressed in a green robe, he slowly walked on the desolate road. On the ground, the shadow was stretched by the setting sun behind him.
"Having dealt with the Demon Realm so much, you should go and see what it's like, right?"
Fang Yuan thought it was interesting how he hung up the seal and walked away, so he said to the white cat squatting on his shoulder.
"Meow?"
The white cat narrowed his eyes and barked indifferently.
After spending a long time with the white cat, even though the white cat couldn't speak and couldn't communicate with people with its spiritual consciousness... or it was too lazy to communicate with people's spiritual consciousness... Fang Yuan could still understand what it meant and shook his head. He shook his head and said: "I don't have any specific purpose. I just have to go and take a look. If I can help the Immortal Alliance, I will help. If I can't help, I will kill a few more monsters!"
After a pause, he smiled and said: "The most important thing is to kill a few monsters!"
The white cat didn't answer directly this time. He just curled up into a snowball and squatted, with an expression of "you are happy as long as you are happy" on his face.
Fang Yuan stopped talking and quickened his pace.
With his current level of cultivation, his figure quickly became blurred during this fast walk.
After a few breaths, it seemed as if an invisible door appeared in front of him, and his figure disappeared.
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The Demon Realm is located between Kyushu and Demon's Edge. It is a vast and desolate region. There are almost no plains in the region, only endless mountains and swamps.
It borders Kyushu to the east, with Yumen Shenguan as its boundary, and to the west with Devil's Edge and Danming Mountain as its boundary. Although this area is desolate, its terrain is extremely vast, almost one-third the size of the entire Kyushu, and it seems to be everywhere. The green mountains and clear water seem to be a very good environment, but in fact, this huge area lacks spiritual veins and is not particularly suitable for practice. It is a desolate place in the eyes of practitioners.
And nine out of ten monsters in this world are gathered in this domain.
According to legend, in ancient times, the demon clan still lived together with the human race, and they fought endlessly. Later, the human race became stronger and monopolized precious lands such as Kyushu, while the demon clan was expelled into the barren mountains of the demon domain. The blood feud between the two sides has been around for a long time. , have been fighting against each other for countless years, but now, under the threat of catastrophe, they have no choice but to give up their hatred and begin to gather together to fight against the catastrophe from heaven.
Fang Yuan also knew that if his identity entered the Demon Realm, he would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble. Therefore, after entering the Demon Realm, he covered up his aura and looked like just an ordinary person. An ordinary man in green robe, as long as he doesn't meet some old monsters with extremely profound cultivation, let alone see through his identity, he may not even be able to tell whether he is a human or a monster.
"This...is the demon realm?"
From the first moment he set foot on the Demon Realm, Fang Yuan had a strange feeling in his heart.
He was born to hate monsters, and he would kill them if he could. He never thought that he would ever set foot on the land of monsters.
However, now that we are here, we must take a good look at these monsters.
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After checking the direction, Fang Yuan knew that he should be in the west of Demon Realm, near Xiaojun Mountain, the sacred mountain of Demon Realm.
This demon realm lacks spiritual veins and has thin spiritual energy. If you want to practice, you have to rely on some spiritual resources.
These mountains that can produce some spiritual ores are called holy mountains by the demon realm, and they are all occupied by great demons of various veins.
Legend has it that these holy mountains rise along the Styx River in the Demon Realm, which is unknown whether it actually exists. After being washed by the river, a lot of sacred minerals and gold have been cultivated. People in the Demon Clan can use them to mine them. Spiritual practice in the divine mine.
After identifying the direction, Fang Yuan was not prepared to do anything immediately. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and walked slowly.
He was going to take a look first.
He wanted to see how the monster that invaded Yunzhou and poisoned all living beings a thousand years ago grew up.
With his green robe swaying, Fang Yuan walked among the mountains. When there were people, his speed would be slower, and when there were no people, his speed would be faster. Sometimes he looked like a carefree traveler, sometimes like a shadow. , wandering around the land of Demon Realm.
Soon, in front of him, only sparse tree shadows were visible, but a small valley sandwiched between the mountains appeared. Inside, there were a few dilapidated thatched houses with thin smoke, which seemed to be a small valley. The village was full of demonic aura, and it was clear that demons had been gathering there for many years. Fang Yuan determined the direction and walked over, his mind slightly lifted at this moment.
"At the beginning of human beings, their natures are good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart..."
But unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the edge of the village, Fang Yuan heard the sound of reading loudly.
This made him somewhat stunned. After a slight hesitation, he walked in.
I saw this small tribe with only dozens of thatched houses, no more than a mile in radius. There was a huge millstone in the middle of the village, and next to it was an ancient well. And next to the magic disk, there was a man wearing a gray robe with a stooped back. The old man, with seven or eight furballs in coarse clothes and long tails trailing behind their backs, was reading, their voices were childish, and they all shook their heads.
Next to the well not far away, there were several shirtless men busy at work.
Their bodies look like strong men, but some have long pointed ears, some have protruding sharp teeth, and some simply have a wolf head. They are holding a sharp knife to peel off the deer skin in their hands and cut it into one piece. One piece, and then threw it into the steaming cauldron in front of me. From time to time, I glanced at the group of little furballs who were studying, with smiles on their faces.
On the other side, there was a group of fat women, beating their clothes hard by the river. Laughter came from time to time, and they sounded very happy. The sound of reading, the smell of meat, and the sound of starching clothes made this little girl The village is indescribably quiet and peaceful.
Fang Yuan stood quietly at the entrance of the village, feeling that the atmosphere was completely different from what he had imagined.
"You... who are you?"
At this moment, a hesitant voice rang out, but it was the old man who was teaching Xiao Mao Tuan how to read. When he looked up, he saw a man standing in the village, with a white robe squatting on his shoulders and a piece of green robe. Fang Yuan, who was spotless, was surprised, thinking when did this person come? Even if he was old and had lost his hearing, how could so many people in the tribe not notice it at all
"Wow..."
Before Fang Yuan could answer, everyone else discovered his presence and were all shocked.
The sound of reading disappeared, and a group of little furballs looked over with curious eyes.
The man who was slaughtering the deer held a deer-peeling knife in his hand and stared at Fang Yuan with fierce eyes.
The fat women who were washing clothes by the river also stood up in a daze, their expressions looking a little frightened.
"I wonder where this guest comes from..."
At this time, the old man who taught stood up tremblingly and raised his hand to Fang Yuan: "Is it a demon... or a human?"
Fang Yuan looked at the people around him quietly, and after a while, he said, "It's a person!"
(End of chapter)