Fang Shan had no idea that he was about to be transferred, and was still working tirelessly on sketches.
Wei Sushen is only responsible for the production, and all the ideas come from this soul painter.
It was night, the breeze was blowing, and the sound of disciples being chased and screamed by puppets could be heard outside. Fang Shan stretched and yawned when he saw Wei Sushen folding clothes.
Home host
Fang Shan praised: "Excellent and smart, he is diligent in running a household."
Wei Sushen didn't look up at him, put the folded clothes into the storage ring, and then sorted out some other items.
Fang Shan: "The host wants to go on a trip?"
Wei Sushen said slowly: "Make necessary preparations."
Tianji Sect may not be able to accommodate them.
Fang Shan had no self-awareness, so he took an apple and gnawed happily: "Where is the mission?"
Wei Sushen glanced at the main interface: 3067/10000.
Fang Shan frowned: "It's been half a month, and we've only harmed three thousand people?"
Wei Sushen: "I heard that the disciples of Tianji Sect took the initiative to apply to go down the mountain for training. The rest are hiding in the cave and some peaks have been closed."
It didn't go as smoothly as expected. Fang Shan muttered: "It's time to change the map."
While Fang Shan was thinking about how to escape, the demons millions of miles away also received the news that the sacred artifact was about to be transferred.
At first, it was just a joke, until a demon general captured a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. When the latter was being tortured, he accidentally revealed that the disciple had received a letter from the Tianji Sect and that Du Xuan wanted to transfer the sacred weapon.
The demon general did not dare to delay and immediately reported the matter to the demon lord. After hearing this, the demon lord was silent for a long time and asked his confidant: "What do you think Du Xuan is planning?"
At first it sounds like a conspiracy, but if you think about it carefully, what is it
Design a trap at the cost of losing two holy artifacts, unless you are out of your mind.
The confidant thought for a long time and asked cautiously: "Master, is it true that the leader of the Tianji Sect is not a spy sent by our demon clan?"
Before he could finish asking, he was knocked out.
The Demon Lord sneered: "Use your brain to think about it. If he were, would I have to spend all these years dealing with the Tianji Sect?"
The confidant wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling that he was wronged.
The Demon Lord suddenly tore off a piece of his robe, wrote a line of words on it, and threw it to his confidants: "Ask someone to send it to Tianji Sect."
Confidant: "Master, using broken sleeves instead of paper can easily cause misunderstandings."
This time he finished speaking, but he was knocked away further.
Blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth again, and his confidants did not dare to speculate any more, so they rushed to deliver the letter.
"Get back!"
The confidant hurried back.
"What are you doing standing still?" The Demon Lord looked ugly: "Why don't you go get me a pen and paper!"
The content of the letter is full of ridicule:
I heard that you want to sell the sacred weapon, will it be taken away? Are you obsessed
If not, I am willing to take over for 2.5 billion.
The letter was only sent a hundred miles away from the Tianji Sect. No matter how courageous the demon clan was, they did not dare to rush directly to the mountain because it was contaminated with demonic energy. It was quickly discovered by the mountain patrol disciples and presented to the leader.
Du Xuan had just killed a King Kong Barbie puppet, and when he was relieved, a disciple asked to see him: "A letter from the Demon Lord."
After just one glance, Du Xuan looked calm, but there was disgust in his eyes. Although the demon lords of the past generations were ruthless and cruel, they were also capable of both civil and military skills. How could such a shameful thing appear
Du Xuan was also a wonderful man, and he immediately replied: "I want to come out, do you dare to buy it?"
The Demon Lord received the reply, and the next day he sent someone to bring more than a dozen boxes of spiritual stones to the vicinity of Tianji Sect, and posted Du Xuan's letter on the box.
The elder of the Tianji Sect's Punishment Hall stood beside the leader, looking at the scene from the top of the mountain.
The elder frowned: "The Demon Lord deliberately made it known to everyone. If he ignores it, it will appear that we are going back on our word."
Du Xuan said in a cold voice: "Then just follow his wishes."
The elder did not agree very much: "Holy weapons are not something to be trifled with. Once they fall into the hands of the demons, the consequences will be disastrous."
Du Xuan: "One of the sacred weapons has sworn with his Taoist heart that he will not help evil demons and heretics do evil."
For cultivators, if they violate the Tao oath, the path to cultivation will be cut off.
"Furthermore, I am trying to hit the bottleneck and cannot suffer too much external interference."
The elder's face was filled with joy: "The sect master wants to hit the Mahayana realm?"
Du Xuan waved his hand: "Everything has not been finalized yet, so don't get excited too early." He calmed down and said, "Of course, the oath is not omnipotent. If he uses those puppets, it does not count as his own action."
Elder: "In this case, we can't send them to the demon clan."
Du Xuan: "Longdao has agreed to form an alliance, and Xiaoyaomen intends to stand in the same camp as us. I have a hunch that the Demon Lord is about to break through. Let's see who is faster."
The elder thought for a while: "There is a purple dragon beast sitting on Dragon Island, and the Demon Lord does not dare to act rashly even if he obtains the Holy Artifact. Forget it, just bet once. The Holy Artifact will turn the Demon Realm upside down, which is a good thing for us."
Du Xuan's eyes darkened: "If you can break through the tribulation period, you will conquer the demon realm."
The elder sighed: "I'm afraid that just like before, you and the Demon Lord will break through at the same time and fight to the death for dozens of years."
After saying this, he was kicked off the cliff. Du Xuan snorted coldly and walked away.
Facing the apologetic leader of Tianji Sect, Fang Shan's voice trembled: "We have just arrived and we are going to be sold again?"
In my heart: Hurry up and send us away. The most important thing is to complete the task as soon as possible.
Du Xuan was filled with regret: "The devil is cunning and used tricks to provoke the generals. I was not aware of it for a moment and fell into his trap."
If you don’t want to send him away, is it possible to keep this god of plague to celebrate the New Year
Fang Shan said resolutely: "The matter has come to this, we will not embarrass the sect master. Remember to pay some expenses and we will be on our way tomorrow."
Du Xuan patted his shoulder: "Thank you, Brother Aoshan, for your understanding."
The moment they turned around, the corners of both sides' mouths raised at the same time.
Fang Shan said to Wei Sushen: "This situation reminds me of something."
Wei Su Shen: "One is different from the other, each is happy."
“…”
Du Xuan didn't want to waste a moment and simply terminated the contract that day.
The morning glow was rising the next day, and the fiery red light reflected the new green willows in the mountains, which was both vulgar and elegant, just like Fang Shan and Du Xuan who were "parting away" at this moment.
"Have a nice trip there." Du Xuan raised his glass, Fang Shan couldn't wait to touch it lightly and drank it all in one gulp.
Du Xuan put down his wine glass with a smile, but saw the latter looking at him eagerly, as if he had no intention of leaving.
Fang Shan glanced at the wine bottle, and Du Xuan poured another glass: "I wish you a smooth road ahead."
After Fang Shan finished drinking, he continued to look at the wine bottle.
Du Xuan put the wine bottle directly into his arms: "Take it with you and enjoy it on the road."
Only then did Fang Shan take steps.
The moment he was flying in the air, Du Xuan suddenly said loudly: "The universe is vast, and monks like us should stand upright to punish evil and promote good."
Fang Shan put away the wine bottle and waved his sleeves: "Thanks for the reminder."
After flying some distance, Fang Shan looked back and suddenly saw tens of thousands of disciples standing on their respective main peaks. He couldn't help but smile and pulled Wei Su Shen's sleeve: "I didn't expect that you and I are so popular that all the disciples of the sect came to see him off."
Wei Sushen glanced at him and remained helpless.
Fang Shan pointed to a small black dot in the distance: "Look at that, I was so excited that I shed tears."
Before Fang Shan left, he left the puppet in Tianji Sect. According to him, it was just to think about it.
Wei Sushen: "... As long as you are happy."
Fang Shan actually nodded generously: "Headmaster Du is a good man, and he gave me a bottle of good wine as a parting gift."
It was a long journey to the Demon Realm, so Fang Shan would occasionally pass the time and talk about the embarrassing things he had done with his host before. Wei Sushen also found it interesting, but did not find it boring at all.
Demonic realm.
Every day, the same race is fighting here, competing for resources and women. The principle of survival of the fittest is fully demonstrated in the Demon Realm.
From a long distance away, you can smell the smell of blood emanating from the land.
The Demon Lord looked at the two figures flying closer and murmured: "I didn't expect them to really come."
The original purpose of writing that letter was to humiliate Du Xuan, and it would be good to add some trouble to the other party's heart. Unexpectedly, he was actually willing to give up the sacred weapon.
We met once at the auction house before, and Fang Shan took the initiative to greet the Demon Lord: "Time is precious, let's sign the contract."
The Demon Lord was surprised by his initiative and evaded implicitly: "You two are new here, why don't you visit the Demon Realm first?"
Fang Shan's face suddenly turned cold: "Does the Demon Lord dislike our brother for being a second-hand goods?"
“…”
The Demon Lord couldn't help but look at the Bianqiao Bridge, but Wei Sushen just looked at the sky and continued to look at the sky.
"Little brother, I misunderstood and haven't asked Gao's name yet."
Fang Shan: "Huangfu Aoxuan."
"… Good name."
The Demon Lord took them around and looked around. Death and struggle were everywhere. The Demon Lord seemed to enjoy this scene and asked Fang Shan what he thought.
"When will the contract be signed?" Fang Shan kept urging without feeling anything.
After walking around the Demon Realm, the Demon Lord had no reason to continue to shirk. After Fang Shan took the initiative to stick to his side, he started to sign the contract with a vigilant attitude.
Fang Shan closed his eyes, and his voice was pious and magnetic: "Master of the demon clan, with blood as a contract, I will give you endless power!"
In the middle of the process, the Demon Lord couldn't help but open his eyes and checked the formation. It was still the same formation where the equality contract was signed, and there was no difference.
"Can reciting a self-created spell strengthen the contract?"
"No," Fang Shan shook his head: "But it can make me happy."
The Demon Lord was about to speak, but Fang Shan's eyes warned: "Returns are not accepted."
The Demon Lord implicitly expressed his desire to sign for Bianqiao. Fang Shan's smile disappeared, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and he showed murderous intent in an instant: "Same reason, bundled sales, no ordering will be accepted."
The tough attitude made both parties reach a consensus, and the Demon Lord felt the power of the contract feedback and reluctantly accepted the current situation.
In any case, it is good for your cultivation and can be tolerated for the time being.
The residence provided by the Demon Clan is much more luxurious than that of the Tianji Sect. It is purely decorated by rich people and does not pay attention to aesthetics. It is simply and crudely inlaid with spiritual stones on the wall.
Fang Shan appreciated this very much.
Wei Sushen didn't take out his luggage completely. He had a hunch that he wouldn't be able to stay here for long.
Although Fang Shan is crazy, he is very attentive to the task. He spends all his free time designing the drawings: "Let's take a look at the new model." He spreads the drawings in front of Wei Sushen: "This time the puppet will have wings, although it is more difficult to make. , but the effect is better.”
The sky domain is the puppet's shortcoming and must be made up for.
Wei Sushen sighed, looked at the few clothes he had just taken out, and hesitated whether to put them back into the storage ring. It was already certain that they would be expelled from the Demon Realm within seven days.
The author has something to say: Wei Sushen: Living in no fixed place, wandering all over the world.
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