After Ye Qing returned to Demon Realm, he saw Yu Jinghan in his yard. The moonlight shines like a sky, shining a bright light on the ground. The young man sits quietly on the ridge of the roof. His thin and thin body melts into the dark night that almost annihilates the breath. Just like other people who are emotionally outgoing, he is never afraid to express his thoughts, and is used to being restrained and hidden.
   Only Guangming took the initiative to approach him.
   “Qingqing.”
   The young man looked at him, his voice was clean, with imperceptible warmth. In the night, the sword eyebrows, thin lips, high nose bridge, and sharp-edged profile showed a bit of coldness that could not be profane. The moonlight just cast it, with the brows as the dividing line, half of his body stood under the light and shadow, half bright and half dark.
   Maybe the son of the half-demon is like this, when he wears white clothes, he has a lonely temperament, as if he is not stained with dust. When wearing black clothes, the blood is completely exposed, and the strength is improving very fast, like a demon but not a demon.
   “Brother!” Ye Qing’s tone was also very pleasantly surprised, the cold words of the master of the big monster clan, and the words “brother” on the left and “brother” on the right are still in my ears.
   Ye Qing never cared about eating or remembering, so he climbed up to the roof in twos and twos, thinking that Yu Jinghan was looking at the stars.
   The world of comprehension is full of stars, each of which is the soul of a fallen monk. Rather than looking at the stars, it is better to say that I miss the old people.
   “Brother, are you looking at mother?”
   Yu Jinghan lost his mother when he was young, and so did Ye Qing, so he could empathize with him. He climbed up to the ridge of the roof, sat down, propped his chin, and looked at the sky full of stars and moon.
   “……Yes.”
   He has already gotten used to it. When he was young, he grew up in the Yu Mansion. Once his mother left, he lost all protection. His elders looked at him coldly, his servants oppressed him, and he secretly squeezed him out countless times. He grew up with difficulty, and every day of his life was extremely difficult. , wasting effort.
   His childhood was spent among so few stars.
   A gully had already opened in his heart, and desolation was everywhere. Every suppression would only make the devilish energy grow wilder, almost breaking through the cage.
   What would happen if he didn’t meet Ye Qing, Yu Jinghan thought, sooner or later he might lose control of his devilish energy and live like a walking corpse with half of the devil’s blood flowing out of his body, Xianmen? Magic domain? Where is his home? He is a rootless duckweed that may turn around and walk into the abyss.
   But he met Ye Qing, in the spring of the third year of Tianshou, the little boy held an umbrella for him, and said in a clear and crisp voice: “Brother, what are you kneeling here for?” One sentence awakened him who was about to lose control of his demonic energy , there were countless ripples in the rain, from then on his fate was not a mediocre ravine, but on the top of the peaks, just like every time the child encouraged, “Brother was born to be an outstanding man, not a worthless one”.
   From now on, he also has a goal, to guard this light, overcome difficulties for the other party, and he is willing to do anything for Ye Qing.
   The remnant soul named Tang Xi also spoke to him one day.
   Tang Xi: “You can see me.” The young monk’s body was transparent, but his tone was very firm.
   “Well, I can see it.” Yu Jinghan admitted, and Remnant Soul showed such an expression. After the private conversation between the two, Tang Xi told him: “For something like devil energy, knowing how to release it is the nature of violence, and learning to restrain is the protection of the strong.”
   If Yu Jinghan realized something, he learned to release and restrain from then on, and his strength improved a lot. In the established destiny, the son of the half-demon who killed people at every turn has really become a legend.
   The other party also showed him a wistful smile, and said something: “Only you and Qingqing can see me. If I disappear one day, Qingqing will leave it to you.”
   Then on a certain day, the remnant soul of the young monk really disappeared without a trace, without any warning or reason. He had seen Ye Qing hugging the pillow several times in private, with reddish eye sockets, and occasionally saying good night to the air. Then I remembered something and was at a loss.
   And his shoulder was hot, and it seemed that someone patted him, motioning him to comfort him.
   That wisp of remnant soul sincerely hoped that he could stay by Ye Qing’s side.
   A few years later, when he followed Ye Qing back to the Demon Realm, people often sneered in private: “Cultivator Yu, the furnace should have the duty of a furnace.” Yu Jinghan also flipped through the classics in private, knowing pure Yin The body of the body and the body of the most yang are top-level furnace physiques.
   Every time Yu Jinghan heard this kind of words, Yu Jinghan’s reaction was to tighten his lips, his phoenix eyes were filled with darkness, he kept wiping his thin arms, and there was an endless irritability in his heart – everyone warned him, A furnace should be a furnace, but he never told him what a furnace should do.
   Ye Qing was looking at the stars. He had no idea that the people around him had lost their minds. He was looking at the stars in the sky, wondering which one belonged to Fairy Haiyao and which one belonged to Tang Xi.
   After watching for a long time, with the cool night wind, he gradually became sleepy.
   At this moment, he heard Yu Jinghan speak, and his slightly deep voice sounded, he said: “Qingqing, are you willing to walk around with me?”
   Ye Qing: “Huh?”
   Yu Jinghan lowered his eyelashes, took out a jade pendant, and pursed his thin lips to hide the trace of anxiety in his eyes: “I want to find the trace of my biological father, maybe it’s the extreme south, maybe it’s the extreme north, I don’t know who he is.” Where is it, I may have to go through many places, and I may never find it in my life… But I hope that there is someone who can accompany me, and I hope that person is you.”
   Immortal cultivators may have had all kinds of thoughts about their future Taoist companions when they ascended to immortality, but Yu Jinghan didn’t have any thoughts. He just had a strange feeling when he saw Ye Qing occasionally. Ben’s appearance satisfied all his imagination.
   Just like now.
   Ye Qing frowned.
   He said: “Okay! After the cultivation world of Haiyan and He is cleared, my brother and I will go together.” The world is so big, let’s go and see it together.
   The cool night breeze has witnessed the promise.
   The next day, after Ye Qing woke up, he found a blood jade unicorn jade pendant on his neck. The liquid flowing in the jade pendant was as bright red as blood, and it fell into the palm of his hand, exuding warmth. Ye Qing said in confusion, ” Huh” sounded.
   …
   Time flies, and it has been several months since the day when 30 million demons covered the sky and millions of demon soldiers besieged Gui Yuanzong. The melee between immortals and demons ended without a problem, and the three realms were relieved, but Qin Xun was very angry. bosom. He lurks at the junction of immortals and demons, and has never given up his plan to stir up wind and rain.
   Daogu couldn’t get it, but he firmly believed that with his good luck and the magic weapon of the sword of salvation in his hand, he had the ability to change the situation.
   The times make heroes, whether thunderstorms or heavy rains will fall in the world, it all depends on him, the sword holder, who can turn the rain and clouds in a single thought!
   The facts are indeed as Qin Xun thought, in the palace at the end of the sea of stars, there is still an unfinished game of chess——
   The mountains, rivers and rivers of the whole world are all contained in it, which is also called the map of the four seas and eight wastes. The black man is very active, and the white man is also walking, slowly but firmly. One wants to destroy the world and anger Pei Xuan, and the other wants to embrace Pei Xuan and make the world sea and rivers clear. .
   In the first month of Ye Qing’s return to the Demon Realm, the two worlds of immortals and demons fell into peace. Qin Xun also hibernated for more than a month, and he watched coldly. In the second month after Ye Qing returned to the Demon Realm, the two worlds were still in peace, and there was no sign of causing waves. Qin Xun realized that his hero was useless, and his heart was depressed. He couldn’t stay dormant anymore. Cushion or something.
   He has no position, he is neither a fairy nor a demon, so he is not bound by anyone or anything in the world, and he can do whatever he wants. In order to set off another melee between immortals and demons, his idea was simple and rude – if there are no conditions, then create conditions.
   Many sects have their own mountain guard formations.
   As the name suggests, the Protecting Mountain Formation is a magic circle that protects the sect from harm. It is usually left behind by the ancestors of the sect ten thousand years ago before Bairi ascended. Man-made disaster. The magic circle is not a once-and-for-all barrier. Once it operates, it will naturally wear out day and night with the passage of time, and it needs to be continuously repaired and strengthened by future generations of disciples.
   Qin Xun went to kill with his sword, and after destroying one place, he was proud in his heart and didn’t do much circling. He immediately turned around and left, Yujian went to the next place.
   There are many sects in the cultivation world, he doesn’t have a confidante to help share his worries, and he doesn’t have capable generals to volunteer, so he has to do everything by himself. I came to Nanchuanzhou today, I will go to Tongzhou tomorrow, and I will go to Mingshazhou the next day. The schedule is very full, and he is very busy.
   Zixiao Sect is located near Nanchuan Island. On this day, the disciples of the mountain guard found that the magic circle had been damaged by human beings, and they were shocked.
   “It’s not good, uncle, the magic circle seems to have been destroyed!”
   “Who did this!”
   As soon as the news came, people panicked for a while.
   Zixiaozong’s magic circle is guided by the spiritual veins of mountains and rivers, covering the entire city, divided into several layers, the outermost layer is the widest, covering almost the entire Panshan Great Array, the widest range is naturally the weakest, and it is forced to be People broke a huge gap, and this gap spread all the way to the back mountain of the sect.
   The mountain protection circle is a thing that is taken for granted. It is usually invisible and intangible. It seems to have a thin sense of existence and is easily overlooked by people. But no matter how thin the presence is, it is still a barrier! Very important existence!
   There is no doubt that Qin Xun did this.
   For many days, he traveled all over the Daozhou of Xianmen, armed with peerless magic weapons, and destroyed many magic circles of many sects with his own power.
   Most of these sects are located at the intersection of immortals and demons.
   Immortals and demons are enemies of old grudges. Qin Xun’s move is to open the door for the demon cultivators to make it easy for those bloody demon cultivators to attack the immortal gate.
   But what Qin Xun didn’t expect was that the news that the fairy gate magic circle was broken spread all over the world. The fairy gate party found that the magic circle was broken, just like their home was stolen, and hurriedly took all the time to repair it in a panic.
   The Moyu side did not move. Those rough and tough demon cultivators seemed to have lost interest in fighting and killing overnight.
   How could this be so!
   Qin Xun’s smile froze on his face.
   …
   Venerable Wen Ye is the new Lord of the Blood Evil Palace.
   On the vast soil of the Demon Realm, the Blood Evil Palace, the Tianchi Mansion, and the Bingyou Palace, these forces are turbulent and scattered, fighting and killing all day long, and there are generally some demon lords, lords, and palace lords.
   These titles are very black, chaotic and evil, completely different from the Taoist titles, immortal monarchs, and real people in Yishui of Xianmen Daozhou.
   Venerable Wen Ye was also one of them. In the name of his ten-thousand-year birthday, he sent invitations and three gift cards to the Demon Palace. He thought he would not receive a reply, but he did not expect that on the day of his birthday, he received a message that Ye Qing attended.
   All the magicians and guests in the hall were shocked.
   Venerable Wen Ye was the most surprised. He was drinking fine wine, but when he learned that Ye Qing was present, he spilled a glass of wine. A feeling surged up, what kind of mood–a mood of sincerity and fear.
   They never thought that Ye Qing would really attend.
   The young man with the strongest protective umbrella in the world attracted the attention of the audience. If you look carefully, you will find that his eyebrows are exquisite, with a bit of childishness, and his eyes are very bright, reflecting a bit of innocence in the silence. This spirit is clear and beautiful, like a fairy, inexplicably reminiscent of agile flowing water, quiet green water and green mountains.
   The other party has an outstanding appearance, and surrounded by demons, his delicate figure is extremely weak, but when he appears on the stage, it is like a painting, eclipsing the surroundings.
   Who would have thought that such a young man full of fairy spirit would actually have the father of the world’s number one devil. No matter how weak the other party was, he would still be Pei Xuan’s treasure in his hands, and no one in the Demon Realm dared to offend him.
   Therefore, this is a demon realm stained red with blood. A little fairy like Ye Qing doesn’t have a drop of demon blood in his body. He should be incompatible with each other, but unexpectedly blends in.
   Venerable Wen Ye quickly gave up his position to the other party. The movement was fast, as if he was afraid that he would encounter disaster if he was a step too slow, Ye Qing had no time to stop him.
   He poured a glass of fruit wine for Ye Qing, this kind of fruit wine is rich in spirit and is tens of thousands of years old. Even Ye Qing, who doesn’t like to drink, was attracted, his straight and slightly raised nose moved slightly, his eyes sparkled like stars twinkling, “Wow…it seems delicious!”
   Ye Qingqian took a sip, feeling that her cultivation base had risen by a notch, she was immediately quite happy. I didn’t notice it at all, I took a sip of wine, hiccupped, and my face quietly turned slightly red.
   He grew up so big, drinking for the first time! My God, is the wine so delicious? Ye Qing couldn’t control it a little bit, mouthful after mouthful, endlessly.
   This is a treasure in his palace, even immortals and demons can’t resist this sip of wine, Venerable Wen Ye is quite complacent, and he wants to pour another glass for Ye Qing. Everyone in the Demon Realm knew that Ye Qing was Pei Xuan’s only son. As long as Ye Qing was courted, the entire Demon Realm could run rampant.
   He had just picked up the jug when he suddenly felt a gust of wind in the next second.
   Where does the wind come from?
   How could there be wind in his palace? Venerable Wen Ye was frightened into a cold sweat. Because the hand he poured wine for Ye Qing weighed more than ten thousand catties, he held the jug tremblingly, but no drop of wine fell. He wanted to get close to Ye Qing, but he couldn’t do anything, he couldn’t move his whole body.
   God knows, he is a strong man who has cultivated falsehoods, and in terms of strength, he is also the one who is arrogant and reaches the pinnacle in the demon realm where the demons are fighting.
   Who can stop him?
   This completely shows that the person who stopped him had a cultivation base that shocked the world, and shone through the past… The next moment Venerable Wen Ye raised his eyes again, a drop of cold sweat slipped quietly.
   Ye Qing sat on the main seat, looking obedient and clever.
   But a powerful spirit appeared behind the young man, his majesty and demeanor was more suitable for the black and red chief seat than Ye Qing, Venerable Wen Ye could only see the cold and deep eyes of the monarch, the other party’s eyes fell on his hand pouring wine, His eyes were extremely cold, expressing an overly strong silent killing intent.
   The man’s brow bone was in the shadows, and the deepness was throbbing, which was very thrilling. The other party didn’t even look at his son who was greedy for drinking, but stared at Moxiu indifferently.
   As long as he has a thought, Venerable Wen Ye’s trembling skeleton can be directly crushed to pieces.
   But Ye Qing was covered with divine consciousness from head to toe, but he couldn’t feel anything, he was still struggling with the remaining drop or two of wine in the cup, his bright eyes revealed his liking.
   Soon the wine glass in his hand was empty, he thought Venerable Wen Ye was going to pour him wine, so he moved the wine glass over happily.
   As a result, Venerable Wen Ye didn’t move at all, Ye Qing looked at him suspiciously, knocked on the wine glass silently, and expressed his desire to have another drink with cute actions.
   Venerable Wen Ye still didn’t move.
   Ye Qing realized later, with a little disappointment in his eyes, “Aren’t you going to pour the wine?”
   Young Master, I really want to, but I dare not! ! This is Venerable Wen Ye’s heartfelt voice.
   “Young master, the wine is gone.” Venerable Wen Ye quickly put down the wine pot, and chose to open his eyes and speak nonsense.
   He poured Ye Qing another glass of spiritual juice.
The spirit withdrew the killing intent, and nothing happened, Venerable Wen Ye instantly felt a kind of luck for the rest of his life.
   The night of this ten thousand year birthday was destined to make him shudder. Not to mention that Ye Qing came here as soon as he came, and even brought a gift.
   Venerable Wen Ye was even more apprehensive, “Young Master, you came right here, what gift did you bring!” It shouldn’t be expensive, but if it was too expensive, he would have to return the gift.
   “It’s nothing, a little care is worthless, congratulations on the Venerable’s birthday.” Ye Qing’s eyes curved slightly. At first, Venerable Wen Ye thought the other party was being modest, but when Ye Qing took out the gift from the storage bag, Venerable Wen Ye was stunned for a moment, and realized that this was not really modest.
   Ye Qing brought ten thousand pieces of beautiful jade.
   In the eyes of Moxiu, who is used to seeing the treasures of heaven, material and earth, no matter how carefully the material of this jade is carved, it is still a very cheap thing, but who dares to disobey the young master, who dares to say that the son of Pei Xuan is stingy, ten thousand yuan Meiyu, at least in terms of numbers, won.
   Venerable Wen Ye quickly thanked him, but he didn’t expect that he only got one of them. Venerable Wen Ye: “?” Why does he only have one, and who is the remaining 9,999 yuan for?
   After a long time, the worlds of immortals and demons were turned upside down.
   Venerable Wen Ye still remembers that night, the young man said: “My lord, this is a magic weapon for refining that I carefully crafted. It can disregard geographical time and space, and send messages across thousands of miles. You only need to input a spiritual energy to browse the world. Your lord can try.”
   At that time, he didn’t understand what Ye Qing was saying, so it didn’t prevent him from pretending to understand, and accepting the gift happily.
   The remaining 9,999 pieces of jade do not belong to him, but belong to the 9,999 disciples of the Blood Demon Palace.
   When the demon cultivators received this piece of jade, their reactions on the first day were all befuddled, and on the second day someone realized something was wrong. Three days later, the entire Blood Evil Palace had sunk one after another, unable to extricate themselves from being addicted to the jade slips.
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