I'm the only demon cultivator in the whole fairy sect

"You said, can people really be ruthless and loveless?"

Sitting on the roof, looking at the mostly burned bare hills in the distance, Mu Wenlan suddenly asked Yang Jiucheng who was sitting beside her.

Yang Jiucheng looked at her, remained silent for a long time, then turned his head to look at the people coming and going below, and after a little thought, he said: "Look at them, who doesn't bear the honor of the family and lives for righteousness? Maybe they are grateful in their hearts, but as Yu Shu said, whether irrelevant people live or die has nothing to do with them, no, it should be with the vast majority of people."

Yes, there are so many righteous people in this world. I don’t know when, many people have forgotten the foundation of practice. With limited vision and heart, what they see is only what they want to see.

Mu Wenlan didn't say anything, just twitched the corners of her mouth with a wry smile, "Forget it, since everyone is gone anyway, there's no point in asking any more."

Yang Jiucheng looked at her, worry was the most obvious in his complex eyes, the two were silent for a moment, then he suddenly said, "I'm leaving in a few days, you can go with me."

"What?" Mu Wenlan turned to look at him, almost thinking she had heard wrong, but she was sure when she met Yang Jiucheng's gaze.

Afterwards, she was taken aback for a moment, her expression was in a trance for a moment, and after a moment of silence, she shook her head.

"You don't want to?" Yang Jiucheng frowned, "What's so good about Xianzong, so many things have happened, maybe someone will be targeted in the future, besides, you are not the only one who left, this After this incident, there are many people who left Xianzong, and they have no reason to catch you."

Mu Wenlan smiled helplessly. After this incident, many disciples of the Xianzong voluntarily gave up the protection of the Xianzong, and left the Xianzong at the price of not being able to re-enter the Xianzong and even seven generations behind.

Thinking about it, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief, "Yeah, so many things happened, they left, but they were them, how could I just walk away."

"Yu Shu is gone. Senior Xie took Shizun to Penglai to heal his wounds. Shigong was seriously injured. It was the time when Xianzong needed support. Shizun, Yu Shu, and I were both kind. The more at this time, the more I feel. Can't go."

"do you understand?"

As she said that, she turned her head to look at him, and the two eyes met. Yang Jiucheng frowned, his eyes were full of puzzlement, but he didn't say anything, only nodded in frustration, and slowly turned his eyes away ...

Five years later.

The immortal sect family keeps a low profile and seldom gets together again. The task of rebuilding the immortal sect falls on everyone's shoulders. Although there are some temporary quitters, none of the remaining disciples of the immortal sect dare to neglect.

In the past five years, most of the entire Holy Land Continent has been restored under the joint formation of the Xianmen Family.

Xianzong.

On a peaceful morning, the gatekeeper disciple who had just completed the handover yawned, put the saber in his arms, and leaned against the mountain gate listlessly.

The disciple who came out afterward threw him a meat bun and said, "Look at you, be careful if the master sees you later, he will punish you."

The person leaning on the pillar snorted coldly, bit the bun in his hand resentfully, and remained silent.

Suddenly, a scream that pierced the sky broke the peace of the past five years.

"what happened?!"

"What happened?!"

"Go and see!"

At the foot of the sparsely populated mountain, passers-by were surrounded, and there was a pale body that had obviously been dead for a long time lying in front of it, staring at it. The chest was empty, and the heart had been gouged out by something.

Immediately, the Xianzong disciples sealed off the scene, led by Feng Yunshu, and led other disciples to inspect the crime scene...

Magic City.

The city of evil spirits, surrounded by magic fog, is so dark that it is difficult to tell whether it is day or night. The empty streets are like a ghost city, but in the dilapidated and dilapidated houses, it seems that there is a faint breath that does not belong to people.

Inside the Asura Hall, resplendent and magnificent, there are all kinds of exquisite and weird ornaments everywhere. If you don't look carefully, it's hard to find that they are made of human bones.

At this time, in the main hall, all demons gathered, Guan Yubai leaned on the main seat, his face was gloomy, the silence in the hall was terrible, there was no sound.

"Where is the heart source that I want?" Guan Yubai said slowly, his voice was indifferent, dressed in black, exuding a strong and murderous aura.

Wan Chuyue, who was floating in the first place, slowly landed on the ground, knelt down on one knee, "I'm sorry, master."

As soon as she finished speaking, Guan Yu's white eyes turned cold, and when she raised her hand, a gust of black air came over her. There was a "slap", and a loud and crisp slap fell on her face. The huge inertia made Wan Chuyue Before he could react, he fell heavily to the ground.

But her expression was calm, and there was no surprise or fear in her eyes. She was just stunned for a moment, then got up and knelt down politely, "Master, calm down."

"Trash!" Guan Yubai said coldly.

Shen Yunchu knelt on the ground, only lowered his head, and there was still no emotion on his face, he calmly replied, "Yes."

"What's the reason this time?" Guan Yubai breathed a sigh of relief, and asked her through gritted teeth.

Wan Chuyue lowered her eyes, as if she couldn't feel her swollen cheeks, she just said calmly, "I only had time to take one, and later, the people of Xianzong became alert and strengthened the barrier in the town , I can't get in at all."

Since the incident five years ago, Xianzong's protection of the villages and towns has never stopped, and it will be strengthened once a year, so once something happens, all the staff will immediately be on alert. It is easy once, but difficult the second time.

In the main hall, after a deathly silence, Guan Yubai slowly got up, "It's okay, I know that there is one person who can go in."

As soon as the words fell, Wan Chuyue's originally dull eyes flashed a gleam of light, or she was worried. She slowly raised her eyes, looked at Guan Yubai, and looked at the sinister and cunning smile on his face. Chuyue decided on this idea in her heart.

The prison of all calamities in the devil's capital.

After opening the heavy stone gates, the heavily guarded soldiers retreated, and the more they went in, they were surrounded by evil spirits and densely covered with cobwebs, as if they hadn't been here for a long time.

Until the stone door at the bottom of the stone prison slowly opened, the inside of the stone prison was completely white, like a world of ice and snow, empty and filled with a deep cold air.

Inside the stone prison, the people floating in the air were tied with iron chains around their hands and feet, and the whole body was bound. The other end of the iron chain kept looking at every corner of the stone prison.

Looking at that familiar face, Wan Chuyue stood behind Guan Yubai, with mixed feelings in her heart, five years, Zai Zai, you have finally waited for this day...

Tongxiang Town.

With the barrier protection set up by Elder Xianzong Fufeng himself, ordinary monsters can no longer enter. From a distance, the layers of barriers seem to glow like ripples on the surface of water.

Standing on the grassy slope a few miles away from the enchantment, the waist-length weeds swaying gently in the wind, Wan Chuyue, wearing a turban with tulle covering half of her face, brushed aside the weeds.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't see her complete face.

"That's right there." Wan Chuyue said, "Go in, find a place to stay, don't be too conspicuous, and wait until night to act."

She was dressed in a black dress with a waist, and her slender forearms were outlined by black wristbands. She said in a dissatisfied voice, "It's just a matter of thinking, is it so troublesome?"

Wan Chuyue turned her head and looked at the people beside her, her eyes suddenly became dignified and complicated, she warned, "Also, remember what I told you before, don't let people from Xianmen see your appearance. "

She was puzzled, but after a brief silence, she calmly asked, "May I ask why?"

Wan Chuyue looked at her, her expression became more and more complicated, she opened her mouth, then closed it again and again, and in the end, she could only shake her head.