Twenty meteors streaked across the night sky, the closest ones landed in Tianxia City, and the farther ones landed in Tianshang City. All of them were within the territory of the five cities and twelve mountains of Tianwailou.
After doing all this, Jing Xin, who could distinguish between yin and yang, regained his clarity.
The gravekeeper, Bi Yuewu.
The land in the far west is the territory of the White Tiger. There is a secret place revealed there, which should be explored by the White Tiger or his seven constellations.
But Yinglong said that this secret realm was different from usual ones and required the cooperation of two Four Symbols-level warriors. Baihu had another mission to accomplish, so he arranged for Suzaku and Azure Dragon.
Unexpectedly, the new Xuanwu was incompetent at everything, but he ranked first among his own people and killed the Ghost Golden Sheep under Zhuque.
Xuanwu and Zhuque became enemies, and a battle was inevitable. The leader Yinglong readily kicked Qinglong out and ordered the two to team up and arrange the battle in advance.
Baihu was not aware of Yinglong's arrangements and calculations. He only knew that there were crises in the secret realm and that the opportunity that belonged to him was gone.
If he can't get it, no one else can.
Baihu was unwilling to give up the benefit, so he asked his subordinate Bi Yue Wu Jing Xinwu to spread the news of the secret realm, which attracted dozens of demons lurking in the far west.
The average person is in the Mahayana stage, and they are all old monsters who should have ascended to heaven but have no way to do so.
Baihu is well aware of how cowardly these old demons are. Each of them is always polite and even more friendly than me. It is impossible to expect these people to rush into the secret realm and fight for their lives with Suzaku and Xuanwu, so the key to the plan lies in the ink token.
Baihu tampered with the token, assigning one person to one hole, and only one token allowed one person to enter.
He asked Jing Xinwu to send out the tokens three hours in advance, and dozens of old demons divided up the twenty places to warm up the brawl and add a layer of blood.
Of course, there is no shortage of magical powers and treasures that can be used to transport people in the world of immortal cultivation. For example, Lu Bei's Heaven-Swallowing and Yin-Yang Creation Diagrams are more than enough to pack in the two thousand assassins of Tianwai Tower.
Therefore, there is another mystery behind the tokens distributed by Jing Xinwu.
You can enter but cannot exit.
It is easy for the demons to get in but difficult to get out. There is only one way to leave the secret realm, and that is to find Suzaku and Xuanwu, or the stars under their command.
The simple and crude plan was not complicated, and was even clumsy, but Baihu knew that these old demons would definitely be tempted. They had stayed in the human world for too long, and some were eager to find a channel for ascension, while others were pondering the possibility of the Yellow Springs Road. Faced with the secret realm that contained the skills of the upper realm, even if it was just illusory false news, the old demons would give it a try.
Baihu is certain that as long as they enter the secret realm and face the dual pressures of opportunity and survival, they will put aside their cowardice, and Suzaku and Xuanwu will become the target of public criticism.
This is a sure thing!
As for Jing Xinwu, she also has her own thoughts. It is impossible for her not to be tempted by the temptation of the secret realm.
She raised her foot and stepped on the word "wood", moving her slender white jade feet up and down: "Stinky boy, I will be very careful when I attack you, don't play dead, get up quickly and change my clothes for me."
"Yes, command."
Xing Li jumped up, picked up the purple clothes on the stone table and put them on Jing Xinwu.
The latter closed her eyes and enjoyed the service, feeling at ease. She eliminated Xing Li's opportunity through the secret door of inheritance and also planted a seed of evil thoughts. With a thought, she could seize Xing Li's body at any time.
Taking him into the secret realm can be considered a life-saving trump card.
Xing Li had some of his memories deleted by her, and was unaware that he was being controlled. He just thought that the two of them had just been cuddling and communicating with each other.
Suddenly, his chest felt tight, and Jing Xin didn't notice the slightly rapid breathing behind him, and his face became slightly tipsy.
The furnace has good qualities and she became addicted to it after using it just a few times. If she were lucky enough to leave the secret realm alive, she would consider carrying it with her for ten years.
"The night is too short, why are you standing there? Have you forgotten the Hehuan Sect's rule of enjoying life while you can?" Jing Xinwu leaned on Xing Li's chest, her waist straight, her fair arms raised, hooked around the little black-faced boy's neck, looking a little wet.
"Grandmaster, I am willing to die of exhaustion for you." Xing Li had an obsessed look on his face and bowed down behind Jing Xinwu.
The orchestra played in harmony, the sounds were pleasant to the ears, everything was under Jing Xin's control.
Changing your perspective makes the situation very different.
Xing Li's eyes were cold, there was no obsession at all. On the contrary, Jing Xinwu just whimpered and let him take whatever he wanted, becoming a complete cauldron.
“Hehehehe—”
A cruel look flashed across Xing Li's face. When he was weak, he was bullied and humiliated in the Yanyue Hehuan Sect. He suffered countless oppression and injustices, and he had no one to vent his sorrow.
Senior sister, junior sister, senior uncle, senior uncle, master, elder, clan leader...
There were so many perpetrators that Xing Li saw dozens or even hundreds of stunningly beautiful faces. These people were domineering and arrogant, and they were always servile and servile. They relied on their pretty faces, good figures, high cultivation and good temperament to poke him with their fingertips, making his legs go weak and he fell to his knees.
There were too many to count. In just two years, Xing Li couldn't remember how many times he had knelt and drooled.
hateful!
They had no idea how much psychological trauma kneeling would leave on a two-year-old demon from outside the realm.
He had never even kneeled before Lu Bei!
How can a big devil be born in this world and be under someone else's control for long? Lu Bei can't do that, and the little girls can't do that even more.
At that time, Xing Li secretly swore that a man's knees are made of gold, let alone a demon from outside the domain. He would repay today's shame a hundredfold in the future. From now on, whenever he, Xing Li, kneeled down, there must be someone lying in front of him.
Finally, through hard work day and night, he successfully fulfilled his original oath and killed the ancestor of the Yanyue Hehuan Sect in **.
His thoughts became clear, his obsessions faded, his magic skills reached a new level, and with Jing Xinwu's constant nourishment, his realm advanced rapidly towards the Mahayana stage.
There is no heavenly calamity, the demons from outside the realm don’t talk about this.
The angry killing of Jing Xinwu Yu gave Xing Li great encouragement. He was filled with great ambition and had already seen the scene of killing Lu Bei in the secret realm.
Punch the east of Lu, step on the south of Lu, and among all the four directions in heaven and earth, the west is the most respected.
"Come to think of it, Lu Bei is only at the Fusion Stage, isn't he a waste?"
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The city in the sky, the building outside the sky.
Lu Bei stood on the highest floor of the pagoda, about 1.2 meters tall, standing on the left with his hands on his hips. Next to him was the owner of the Shi Tower, Shi Wuchang, who was kneeling obediently.
As the leader of a local gang and the legendary killer, Shi Wuchang is not cold at all, and even seems a bit naive. Knowing that the nameless old demon has a strong interest in the Yanyue Hehuan Sect, he tells him information to please him.
"The leader of the He Huan Sect, Gongsun, is extremely beautiful and is one of the most beautiful women in the Far West. Many old demons know that they cannot venture into such a dangerous place, but they still offer themselves to her for a taste of her beauty."
"Never come back?"
"It's useless to come back."
“Tsk tsk, sex is a steel knife that scrapes bones. You don’t even understand this principle, yet you dare to call yourself a demon cultivator. When will you be as mature as me?” Lu Bei shook his head, speaking with disdain.
Tu Yuan's expression remained unchanged, although, the master was right.
Lu Bei was just thinking of a book of beauties to check out the current situation of the Yanyue Hehuan Sect. Before he could open his mouth, Shi Wuchang handed him three jade slips with both hands.
All the top stars of the Hehuan Sect are here, with detailed records of what can be seen and what cannot be seen, even those that are charged.
Tu Yuan was furious and Gou Zi felt threatened.
"Don't show your teeth."
Lu Bei patted the dog's head. Tu Yuan's worries were groundless. Even though Shi Wuchang knew when to advance and retreat, knew how to make choices, had excellent vision, and was an excellent lackey that only appears once every hundred years, he had never thought of taking him into his service.
The reason is simple. If Shi Wuchang can be loyal to him today, he will be loyal to others tomorrow. This kind of servility is unacceptable.
Thinking of this, Lu Bei smiled faintly: "You are a promising guy. How about this, I will grant you an opportunity."
He flipped his hand and took out a token with ink characters on it: "I'm not afraid to tell you that many old demons gathered here for the secret realm three hours later. There is a great opportunity hidden in it. If you get it, you can ascend to the immortal realm... the Heavenly Demon Realm."
I spoke too quickly and almost said the fairyland.
When destiny is fulfilled, everyone has their own path. The path for demon cultivators to ascend is not to the fairyland, but to the demon realm.
Because the Heavenly Book was torn up by a strong man, the destiny was different. The Demon Realm and the Heavenly Demon Realm in the upper realm were both sealed, and the magic practitioners could not find a way out even after they had practiced to the highest level in the human world.
Immortality is unavailable as the demon cultivators have a limited lifespan in the human world. Apart from going through the dangerous journey to the underworld, there is no other way.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Wuchang's face suddenly changed. He lowered his head tremblingly, not daring to look at the ink-lettered token.
There was a trap falling from the sky, so this must be a fraud. Shi Wuchang was afraid that the greed in his eyes would be discovered by the old devil.
"Don't be afraid. I'm giving you one chance because I like you."
Lu Bei threw down the token and made up a script: "Listen carefully, the world is changing drastically right now, I am still named and remain the White Tiger, one of the Four Symbols. I will grant you the opportunity to be called Bi Yue Wu, one of the Seven Constellations under the White Tiger."
Shi Wuchang tried to hold back, but he couldn't help it. His hands and feet moved uncontrollably as if possessed, and he picked up the ink-lettered token.
"This treasure is extremely precious. Even I don't have many of them. With it, you can freely enter and exit secret realms, even those that have not yet appeared in the world. Keep it well, and keep it safe so that people will be safe and no one will die."
Bang bang bang!
Kowtow three times.
"Bi Yuewu pays homage to the White Tiger. If you do not abandon me, I am willing to pay homage as a token of righteousness..."
Halfway through his words, a golden light came rushing over and hovered in front of Shi Wuchang.
Ink token.
Shi Wuchang widened his eyes, looked at the token in his hand, and then looked at the token floating in front of him.
It cannot be said to be exactly the same, but it is also quite similar.
"…" x3
This is very embarrassing.
Shi Wuchang looked at his nose with his eyes, and looked at his heart with his nose, and his mind wandered into the sky without any self-consciousness.
Lu Bei didn't care. It was Baihu who was embarrassed. What did it have to do with him, Ding? He stood up and walked in front of Shi Wuchang, picking up the ink-written token that appeared out of thin air.
With one touch, two lines of tiny characters appeared in the air.
Secret realm, chance of the upper world, secret magic of the devil, eternal life...
Just a dozen words clearly explained the usage of the ink token. Shi Wuchang took a quick glance and found that it was exactly the same as what Lu Bei said.
"interesting!"
Lu Bei turned around and looked outside the building. A sense of dryness was rising in the air.
Some demons got the token, some demons just stared blankly, and the five cities and twelve mountains were dead silent at this moment.
boom!!!
Not long after, a dark figure rushed in, his eyes locked on the token in Lu Bei's hand: "Daoyou, please give me some convenience."