I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

Everyone landed on the fortress just above the defense line. A monk with regular features and decent manners came towards them. This man was Foxiao, whom Xiao Wuyou had met before.

Well, he was one of the few Vajra Sect monks Xiao Wuyou knew. In his eyes, these monks all looked the same, and he could recognize Fo Xiao because his robes were more high-end.

Foxiao respectfully addressed him as the elder brother of Zhengdao: "Thank you for coming to help. The master said he wanted to see you. Please follow me."

"Mo Mo, it's boring in there, you can wait outside." Xiao Wuyou said casually.

Master Shenchen knew the secret that Siwei didn't want to tell, and if there were demons present, it might be difficult to tell. Xiao Wuyou also didn't want the carefree Momo to worry too much.

"Oh, we don't like bald guys anyway." Tushan Momo went to play with Siwei by herself.

Xiao Wuyou brought the two girls and followed Foxiao all the way to the hall of the fortress. In the center of the hall was Master Shen Chen, who had a simple temperament and a kind face.

In line with the principle of respecting elders, Xiao Wuyou first said respectfully: "Meet Master Shenchen."

Those half-closed eyes, slightly opened, seemed to carry endless wisdom and Zen, which made people feel respect.

"Xiao..."

"We have come here specifically to support the defense of the Western Region. Master, please don't be so polite."

"none......"

"master?"

Xiao Wuyou was a little confused. What was this person talking about? Little? Five? Could a great master of the Transformation God have Alzheimer's disease?

I saw Master Shenchen on the opposite side slowly opened his eyes and said in a long voice: "Worry..."

At this time, Xiao Wuyou finally understood what the other party meant.

"Um, big brother, the master has been punished by heaven, so he can speak no more than three words at a time. Please understand." Fo Xiao said embarrassedly.

Xiao Wuyou was stunned.

I was wondering why I never saw Master Shenchen speak when he was in Yingyue City. It turns out he couldn't speak!

"That's right..." Master Shen Chen nodded slowly.

It would have been fine if Fo Xiao hadn't said anything, but once Xiao Wuyou heard it, he couldn't stand it.

It’s been such a long time since I finished saying hello. I’ll have to wait till the end of time!

"Can't you transmit the message through voice?" Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but ask.

"pass......."

"The same goes for voice transmission." Fo Xiao shook his head helplessly.

Xiao Wuyou was not impatient, but when he heard that Master Shenchen could not utter a complete sentence for a long time, he became extremely anxious: "Can you please write to communicate with me?"

"Master, you should just write. We all have limited time." Foxiao also advised.

Master Shenchen's eyes dimmed and he looked depressed.

As soon as he thought about it, a golden word appeared in the air.

"This is a rare opportunity. I wanted to have a long talk with a great man like you, Little Friend Wuyou. But time is limited. You all from the Juejian Sect must be very tired after all the troubles you have gone through. I will keep it short."

Xiao Wuyou, Liu Feiyan, and Su Lanyu all looked ashamed.

The master is not only punished by heaven, he is also a chatterbox!

"Recently, demons have been causing chaos, and many people have been killed on the front line. Even several great masters have been seriously injured and have to return to the rear to recuperate. I am sorry to trouble you all from the Absolute Sword Sect this time."

"Master, you are wrong." Xiao Wuyou smiled and said politely, "As a righteous monk, it is my duty to eliminate demons."

"However, there is one thing I don't understand about the Western Region's defense line. I hope Master can help me solve this puzzle."

"But you can say it."

Xiao Wuyou paused, and finally took the opportunity to tell the real purpose of this visit to Master Shenchen: "Master, please tell me the secrets of the Western Region Defense Line and the demon race."

As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of surprise flashed in Master Shenchen's eyes.

However, when I thought that the other party was the sword immortal's personal disciple, everything seemed reasonable.

"Foxiao, you go out first."

After Foxiao left, Master Shenchen continued to write: "Didn't the Sword Immortal tell you about this?"

"My master asked me to ask you or the previous Demon King directly." Xiao Wuyou brought up the great elder's instructions.

If there was something really important, the junior master couldn't have hidden it from him. The junior master didn't know much about demons, let alone the secrets of the Western Region's defense line.

"That's right."

He slowly glanced at the three of them and nodded with satisfaction. "This matter is not really a secret, but only those who have reached the level of God Transformation are qualified to know. You three are qualified."

Master Shenchen paused for a moment before writing: "Back then, demons wreaked havoc and the evil spirits were overwhelming. Even if the demons were killed, the remaining evil spirits could not be purified. In order to prevent the evil spirits from infecting the world of immortal cultivation, I, the founder of the Vajra Sect, built the Western Region Defense Line together with the first generation of the Demon King."

After the death of a demon cultivator and a monster, they would emit demonic energy, which would greatly pollute the local spiritual energy. However, every time a demon cultivator died, the righteous cultivators present had to spend a lot of effort to deal with it.

Master Shenchen's eyes became a little blurry as he wrote this, and he felt deeply: "If it weren't for the Western Region Defense Line, even if we could defeat the demons, we would not be able to protect this pure land."

Hearing this, Xiao Wuyou could not help but frown: "But such a strong defense must have a price, right?"

It was called a defense line, but in fact it was an extremely powerful formation. And any formation would require a price corresponding to the formation's grade.

And a formation that can hold off demons for five thousand years must have a high price.

Upon hearing this, Master Shen Chen couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, the price is the life of the first generation demon king."

Chapter 13 Worry-free, reliable

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The price of the Western Region's defense line is the life of the Demon King?! That means, Momo...

"But that's all in the past." Master Shen Chen wrote again.

"Although the current defense line requires the Buddha's Dao Fruit of my Vajra Sect and the Demon King's soul to maintain it at the same time, it does not require the Demon King's life."

"But since Momo was asked to go to the front line, it means her strength is still needed." Xiao Wuyou said bluntly.

"That's right. The closer the Demon King is to the defense line, the stronger it will be. Right now the demons are coming aggressively, so the Demon King is here to be on the safe side. This is what the former Demon King and I both think."

When Xiao Wuyou heard this, he felt very complicated.

It seems that Momo doesn't need to sacrifice her life to maintain the defense line in this life, but five thousand years ago, she sacrificed herself to build the defense line.

Liu Feiyan and Su Lanyu looked at each other in surprise. They obviously had not expected that the magnificent defense line that had protected the immortal world for five thousand years was actually built on the sacrifice of the Demon King.

"Master, I still have a question. It's okay if you don't want to answer it." Xiao Wuyou raised his head and looked directly into Master Shenchen's eyes.

"Five thousand years ago, did the first demon king really volunteer?"

The past is the past, and we should look to the future.

But there is one thing Xiao Wuyou must make clear. If Momo was not willing five thousand years ago, but was instigated or even forced by someone, no matter how great the other party's purpose was, Xiao Wuyou could not forgive it.

Master Shen Chen sighed, his face showing the sorrow and self-mockery that only mortals experience.

"I can guarantee that the first generation of demon king volunteered."

"You can ask the previous demon king about the details."

"No matter what, everyone in the world owes her a favor."

Master Shenchen looked at Xiao Wuyou and asked, "Although it can't be considered a reward, the southern defense line is controlled by the demon tribe, and the situation there is the most serious. If you don't mind, please go and lend a helping hand to the demon tribe."

"You can also go meet the previous Demon King."

Xiao Wuyou nodded: "Of course."

It doesn't matter where you go to fight demons, but Xiao Wuyou is very curious about one thing.

Based on my observation just now, the shortage of manpower on the Western Region’s defense line is not so severe that support cannot be mobilized, right?

"Master, are we, the Absolute Sword Sect, the only one sent to the southern front?"

Upon hearing this, Master Shenchen's face became even more worried: "The demon tribe has always been at odds with our Vajra Sect and is unwilling to accept our support... The situation is a bit complicated."

"But I heard that Wuyou was deeply trusted by the Southwestern Demon Clan. Not only was he the previous Demon King, but he is also the master of the current Demon King. I believe this should not be a problem for you, right?" Shen Chen wrote here, his face became optimistic again, his eyes full of anticipation.

"That's right, they are just a mere demon tribe, they can't even wait for them to worship my Wuyou!" Liu Feiyan on the side patted Xiao Wuyou hard and said proudly.

However, Xiao Wuyou felt a headache when he heard this.

Master Shen Chen said that the situation is complicated and things are definitely not simple!

You have to know that there are many branches of the demon race. In addition to the southwest branch, there are many more scattered in various places. There are even more branches that are hostile to the human race.

However, the demon tribe was stationed on the southern defense line, and they could not just stand by and watch them die.

I have been dumped with a hot potato!

"I will do my best." Xiao Wuyou smiled politely and did not dare to say too much.

But when Master Shenchen saw this familiar, confident, and calm smile, he was very satisfied: "I knew that Wuyou would definitely have a way."

Wuyou is reliable in his work! Whether it is the immortal family or the East China Sea Dragon Clan, didn’t they all finally accept Xiao Wuyou’s advice?

Compared with his cultivation and wisdom, Master Shenchen valued his benevolence and kindness that could impress outsiders, which was more powerful than any sword and sword technique. In his opinion, the first genius of the righteous path possessed such power.

The master put his hands together, grinned and said: "Ah---Mi---Tu---Buddha"

"......." Xiao Wuyou felt ashamed.

I've already told you I tried my best, so don't expect so much!

Western Defense Line, Southern Front.

Among the three major fronts of the Western Region Defense Line, the southern part is undoubtedly the most tragic battlefield.

Outside the southern front is a deep and dense forest that stretches as far as the eye can see, filled with demonic miasma and miasma. Demons lurk in it, taking advantage of the time and location.

Every day, guerrilla warfare in the jungle takes place here. Every day, many great monsters go out to fight with high spirits, but are sent back lying down.

As the battle became increasingly fierce, the southern fortress, which was originally packed with people, became increasingly empty and looked extremely desolate.

Looking at the corpses of his compatriots, a wolf demon couldn't help but complain: "Damn it, why haven't these promised human reinforcements come yet?!"

"Humph, what can they do even if they come? A bunch of arrogant bald donkeys will only cause trouble." The old dead wood demon sitting by the city wall said gloomily.

"That's right, those humans just want to use us as cannon fodder!"

"They don't know how to fight, and they're just causing trouble when they come!"

The little demons around were chirping and full of resentment.

The wolf demon just now couldn't help but lower his head.

Just as they said, the human race also had support in the beginning, but those who came were either half-baked people who had only cultivation but did not know how to march and fight, or they were bastards who used the demon race as cannon fodder and coveted the fruits of victory for themselves.

Although the losses on the southern front were already quite severe, and even the previous Demon King was seriously injured and was recuperating in seclusion, it now seemed that they could no longer count on reliable reinforcements.

But at this moment, several huge and sharp swords cut through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, countless monks flew down on their swords and landed on the top of the city wall.

The young man in the lead was as gentle as jade, like a banished immortal, causing countless female demons to stare at him sideways and sigh with emotion.

"Is that the support coming this time?"

"What a handsome young man!"

"I can't tell his level of cultivation, so mysterious!"

Even though he had no tail and ears, which seemed a little strange to a demon, his ethereal temperament and handsome appearance still won the favor of many female demons.

But most of the male demons sneered and didn't even bother to look at it.

So superficial, these lecherous women only care about the face! What's the use of having a pretty face? On the battlefield, it's the ability that counts!

But at this moment, two girls followed the young man down.

A girl with fiery red hair, sharp eyebrows and eyes, a small stature, and a short skirt that dances like the autumn breeze.

A woman with blue hair like water, a gentle face, a slim figure, and a long skirt swaying like a lotus leaf.

"I don't think all humans are trash."

"We still can't generalize!"

"The support that came this time is really powerful... oh, I mean, the breasts are really high..."