Ji Liao was too lazy to make more guesses, so he asked, "How do you know that I can relieve your pain?"

Yin Jiu's level did not hesitate and handed over a bead directly.

Ji Liao recognized that it was a photo-leaving bead that could record sound and images. Looking at the content of this photo-leaving bead, it actually recorded his investigation of the cave of Xuanchen Taoist Mansion that day, and there was also the process of him recording the general outline of the Heavenly Demon Sutra.

He had already destroyed the general outline of the Demon Sutra, but he didn't expect the whole thing to be recorded.

This seems to be the backup plan left by the ancestor of the Demon, otherwise Ji Liao would not have discovered something strange at that time.

Yin Jiuzhong said carefully: "The content of this bead has been obtained by many left-minded people."

Ji Liao looked calm and said, "The content of the General Outline of the Heavenly Demon Sutra is also recorded on the shadow bead. Why don't you, the side-minded people, practice by yourself, come to me for what you do?"

Yin Jiuzhong said: "Many people have tried it. Anyone who practices according to the contents of the Shadow Bead is the least likely to be possessed by being possessed by the demon. If it is serious, it will directly explode. So far, no one has been spared. Of course, this definitely does not include Lord Demon Lord. Our group of people gathered together and agreed that only Lord Demon Lord can master the holy skills. You should be the leader sent by God to lead our rise in the left path."

Ji Liao thought to himself: If I were a three-year-old child, I would probably believe your nonsense. There was actually a flaw in the words of Yin Jiu, that is, how did they know that he would have successfully practiced the Demon Sutra. And even if they really knew that they were carrying the Demon Aura, it was even more strange that these left-minded people did not think about finding the secret of successfully practicing the Demon Sutra from him, but instead wanted to worship him as the main one.

He said lightly: "I am really not interested in being your Demon Lord. Look, you leave by yourself because you didn't do anything out of the ordinary."

Yin Jiuzhong said: "Master Demon Lord, we really want to worship you as our Lord. Please give us a chance."

As soon as Ji Liao shook his sleeves, a breeze took away the Ninth Stage of Yin.

There was still a true plea from Yin Jiushu in the yard, "Master Demon Lord, give us a chance."

When the voice dissipated, the girl said with a strange expression: "Uncle, you have really practiced the Heavenly Demon Sutra."

Ji Liao said: "I won't hide it from you now. Anyway, this news will probably spread throughout the world of cultivation soon."

Chen Xiaohan said worriedly: "There are many people from behind who are indifferent to you. You should be more careful. These people are very mysterious."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "I have practiced the Demon Sutra, aren't you afraid of me?"

The girl said, "What are you afraid of? The martial arts are dead, the humans are alive, and the uncle is still the uncle."

Chen Xiaohan also nodded. If it were the past, she might have had a grudge, but after experiencing many things, she already trusted Ji Liao very much.

Ji Liao said softly: "You are like this, so I have to spend less time explaining, but you trust me, I am afraid that others will not see this way."

The girl said, "Uncle, we just care about ourselves, why bother with others' opinions?"

Ji Liao patted his daughter's shoulder and looked up at the stars in the sky like water. What he was worried about was not the opinions of others, but that someone would make a fuss about it, and Mu Qing might also guess that he was Ji Liao based on this.

If he had a choice, he hoped to take his daughter to a place where no one could disturb him and train her to become a person as outstanding as Qingyu. However, in the world, there are many things that cannot be controlled.

Chen Xiaohan said seriously: "Fellow Daoist Mu Zhenzi, you don't have to care too much about us. You have helped us a lot."

Her cold-hearted personality does not mean that she is not sophisticated. Chen Xiaohan knew very well that Ji Liao didn't owe them anything, but he had done too much for their Lingfei Sect and junior sister. Otherwise, he would be alone and alone, what could he do to bind him?

Ji Liao smiled and said, "I voluntarily, you don't have to think too much."

He said again: "I'll go and see what the bait has caught."

Ji Liao had just left some tricks on Yin Jiu's level, and was about to see where he would go after forcing him away, and who he would meet, follow the clues and learn more about the whole story.

He had just used a breeze to traverse to the location of the ninth level of Yin, but suddenly he felt a little strange again.

So he kept escaping, and suddenly he ran away, but secretly circled around and returned to the Zen temple. This time he closed his breath and tried not to reveal any traces to make people notice and see if anyone would come.

I saw Ji Sheng and Chen Xiaohan's sisters still stayed by the lotus pond in the courtyard.

The girl said, "It seems that the uncle is going to check the details of the Yin Jiu level. I see that the Yin Jiu level is indeed full of doubts."

Chen Xiaohan said: "I hope nothing happened to him."

The girl smiled and said, "Senior Sister, you seem to be worried about him recently."

Chen Xiaohan felt sad inexplicably and said lightly: "But the person he cares about the most is you."

The girl stuck out her tongue and said, "Actually, the uncle has no affection for me at all, I can feel it. It's just..." She thought that Zhao Xiyi might be more suitable for the uncle than you, senior sister, but when she thought of this, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Chen Xiaohan said: "What do you want to say?"

The girl looked at a corner southeast and said leisurely: "Friend, it's wrong to eavesdrop on the corner of the wall."

As she spoke, she bent down and picked a lotus leaf. She threw it gently, and the lotus leaf quickly flew towards the southeast corner.

A sizzling fire light up, burning the lotus leaves.

Chen Xiaohan looked at it coldly and said, "Nanming Divine Fire Sword, you are Zhu Yan."

Zhu Yan is a legendary ferocious beast. Every time he appears, there will be a war that will turbulent the world. However, there is also a person in the world of cultivation called Zhu Yan. Although ordinary monks also kill people, Zhu Yan truly regards human life as a mustard of grass. There are already tens of thousands of people who die at his hands.

Zhu Yan had white hair and a red robe, and his face looked like he was only in his early thirties.

He had a sword hanging around his waist, which was the famous Nanming Lihuo Sword. This was an ancient divine weapon, as famous as the "Qiu Shui" given to Ji Liao by Zhao Xiyi.

Zhu Yan looked at Ji Sheng and said, "It is worthy of being the successor of Fairy Qingyu's robe and mantle, and he can actually discover me."

He always speaks indescribably hoarsely, his tone is cold and he seems to have no feelings for being a human being.

The girl stared at her and said, "Your target is me?"

Zhu Yan said, "Yes, someone asked me to take you away. Yin Jiuzhong is such a waste. When he saw Mu Zhenzi, he lost all his courage."

The girl said, "It turns out that you are in the same group as that water monster, but if my uncle is here, even if you have the courage, it will be useless."

Zhu Yan sneered: "Mu Zhenzi, I always find opportunities to fight him once, but it is more important to take you away now."
Chapter completed!