August 21, 2017

Looking at the clear light above his head, Wang Jiu couldn't tell what his mood was like for a moment.

Are there still remains of demons in Xiangzhou continent?

The Fingering Demon Sword Formation gave the answer in an instant.

And this answer...to be honest, it disappointed him a little bit.

Outside the sword world, Lu Xin only saw Wang Jiu awakening from his eyes closed and meditation, and slowly opened his eyes. Although he did not speak, his expression was solemn and gloomy, but the answer was self-evident.

The woman subconsciously took two steps back and shouted in a low voice: "Oh my God, have you been told by Sister Yan..."

The next moment, she raised her head and asked anxiously: "Mr. Wang Jiu, what should we do next?"

Wang Jiu frowned: "What should I do?"

"Demon clan." Lu Xin said anxiously, "If the demon clan really makes a comeback, what can we do to resist the current Xiangzhou continent?"

Wang Jiu shook his head: "If the demons really make a comeback, there is no chance in the Xiangzhou continent now. However, the demons will not come back."

"……ah?"

"The result of the Demon Sword Formation has come out. There is no real demon clan in the Xiangzhou Continent. Mi Yanhanba in the Trial Cave should be the only one-of-a-kind and unique demon clan."

"Ah?" Lu Xin was a little unbelievable, "Is there really nothing left?"

Wang Jiu said: "The Demon Sword Array can locate the demon clan with a sequence under the sacrifice. The stronger the sacrifice, the better the state, the more accurate the positioning information will be. As a superior demon general, Mi Yanhanba has a high status in the demon clan sequence. Although his state is extremely weak and he can basically not accurately obtain the position information, at least he can judge whether the demon clan exists. The result of the Demon Sword Array gives me is that in the Xiangzhou continent, there is no demon clan formed except for the endless demonic spirits that are not included in the demon clan sequence."

Lu Xin thought for a while and asked again: "Is it possible that the remaining demon clan has a high level, which is higher than the superior demon general?"

Wang Jiu said: "The demon race is a standard group creature. Except for the great demon emperor who can be eternal and free, the other demon races must survive through their strict class sequence. For example, a superior demon general cannot survive by relying on the endogenous cycle of true energy like humans. Dietary supplies need external supply. In addition to killing and plundering, the main source is the demon nest. The construction and maintenance of the demon nest requires a large number of demon soldiers to participate. In addition, if the superior demon general is injured, in addition to self-healing, it also needs functional buildings in the demon nest, and then a higher demon race needs to be responsible for the operation. Therefore, unless there are demon generals of the king level, they would rather endure the erosion of extreme weakness, eat grass roots and eat tree bark after waking up, and they would never transform any demon soldiers... Otherwise, they will definitely be discovered by the demon sword formation. Even if there are such strange species in the demon race, there will be no storm under extreme weakness."

Lu Xin nodded in a vague way. Many of Wang Jiu’s statements seemed a little unbelievable to her.

A big world that exists inside the white sword, a magic sword formation that can be initially constructed with hundreds of thousands of spirit stones... can search for traces of the demons in the entire Xiangzhou world, without any omissions. This is really unbelievable.

But Lu Xin also knew that if she questioned the other party, Wang Jiu would definitely come up with a series of theoretical formulas that looked like a heavenly book to make her realize her shallowness and ignorance.

I have suffered enough humiliation today, so there is no need to continue to smite my dignity.

Lu Xin smiled helplessly: "That's great... But why does Mr. Wang Jiu look a little disappointed?"

Wang Jiu pondered for a while and said, "Because I finally realized that the days in the past will never be back."

"Um?"

Wang Jiu said: "In the years when the war between immortals and demons, although most of the time spent fighting with the demons on the battlefield,... the feeling of fighting side by side with those old friends and sharing life and death is really not bad. They are both my mounts and my friends. Some of them agreed to give me the best scabbard after the war, some said they wanted to take me to enjoy a brand new life, and some said they wanted to publish books with me to earn all the money from all over the world. But... they are no longer there, I am the only one."

Lu Xin stared at Wang Jiu in a daze, and looked at the faint loneliness on his handsome face, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.

Wang Jiu lowered his head and said, "According to the standards of ordinary human beings, I should be sad about it. However, when they died in battle, there was no regret in their hearts. They used their sacrifices to buy me precious time, laid the foundation for victory, and exchanged for the future of mankind. Such a great victory is not defiled by sad emotions. So now I can only replace it with nostalgia..."

As he said that, the white clothes on Wang Jiu's body suddenly changed, and countless exquisite gold and silver patterns appeared, making the simple clothes suddenly appear solemn and luxurious.

"This is the battle robe that Jiulong gave me before going to war with the Demon Emperor. It is said that it is the treasure of the Li family that has been passed down from generation to generation for more than three thousand years. Its status is no less than that of the Immortal Sword of the Clan, Nine Dragon Sword."

Lu Xin stared at Wang Jiu's battle robe in a daze, but no memories related to it were revealed. Neither the historical materials of the Li family nor the Lu family had recorded this luxurious battle robe, nor did he mention the Nine Dragon Immortal Sword.

And this is what is called... the times change. Lu Xin tried to think from the perspective of others. If he woke up and found that his relatives and friends had turned into dust, and even his enemies were destroyed and destroyed. The world was so big that it was alone, that feeling...

Lu Xin suddenly found that his eyes were extremely sour and his vision began to blur. He quickly used the golden crow fire to evaporate the inexplicable water vapor, but for a moment he didn't know how to comfort the inexplicable low-rise sword spirit, and could only accompany him for a silence.

It took me half a day to stand at this stop.

Lu Xin only stood with his feet a little sore, but saw that Wang Jiu was still maintaining his original posture and was unmoving. He lamented in his heart that this sword spirit senior seemed heartless on weekdays, and his sentimentality was really extraordinary and lasting...

The fire room is closed inside and outside, and people inside can't see how the weather is outside. Lu Xin calculated according to the standard of living like years. I'm afraid that the outside has changed a lot... I don't know if the fool Fengyun had dinner on time. Once that guy was distracted and no one woke up, he would be unable to come back for three or five days. Although it doesn't matter if the monks in Paishan Realm don't eat or drink for a few days, after all, this will last...

Just when Lu Xin could no longer help but start to get distracted, he finally heard Wang Jiu speak.

"Are you okay?"

"ah?"

Wang Jiu said: "I noticed just now that you were in a very low mood, so I didn't bother you and kept waiting here, but now it seems you are calm."

"Ah?" Lu Xin was stunned again.

Wang Jiu explained: "In the past, when the people around me were in a low mood, I would comfort me with careful and considerate words out of basic etiquette, but later many people protested that I would rather shut up. So I waited for the other party to calm down on their own. So, have you calmed down now?"

Lu Xin said in a daze: "I, I'm not in a depressed mood."

"But I noticed that your eyes were red and your tear glands were highly active. Later, I tried to evaporate the tears with the golden fire."

"Wow!" Lu Xin's cheeks suddenly turned red, "You, you saw it!? I, that's not, it's just a misunderstanding..."

Wang Jiu said strangely again: "Now the temperature in the fire room is normal, why are you starting to blush again?"

"I'll ask you to shut up!"

"Well, you're like this now, making me feel like I'm back in the past."

——

After the two left the fire room, it was indeed dark. However, they had no time to rest and held a small meeting as soon as possible to inform Li Fengyun, Zhao Yan and others of the result of the fingering magic sword formation.

There are no demons in Xiangzhou. This is a rare good news in recent days. Unfortunately, it is confidential and there is no way to celebrate it. So the few people just used tea instead of wine. After tasting a few carefully prepared pastries by Zhao Yan, they all dispersed to prepare for a rest.

Only Lu Xin, after everyone dispersed, quietly brewed a cup of strong tea for himself and began to prepare for work all night.

For others, things have probably ended here, but as the head mistress of the Li family compound, she still needs to undertake more tasks. For example, there is an important task now that she needs to shoulder: to ask for an original sword spirit for the next head of the Li family.

According to the previous plan, if you want to get the original sword spirit as soon as possible, you can only borrow Li Tianya's face to ask for the former city lord of Jinyu City.

And Li Tianya's face is really hard to borrow. Lu Xin really understands this...

——

At the same time, in Shenyuan, the east district of Qingyun City, Shen Qingming had just finished his evening practice. After washing up, he saw that Wang Jiu had not returned yet. When he was bored, he took out his message spirit stone and prepared to tease Lu Xin on a daily basis.

After a moment, the spirit stone lit up, but it was not Lu Xin, but Li Wushuang, who was so stubborn.

“…Frostless, good evening.”

Li Wushuang saluted respectfully: "Sister Qingming, good evening. Well, are you looking for a mother?"

Shen Qingming said, "Is she not here? What are you doing again?"

Shen Qingming originally asked casually, but Li Wushuang showed a embarrassed expression: "Mom, I won't let me talk to others."

Shen Qingming immediately said with surprise: "Don't let me say it? Well...what won't she let you say to others?"

Li Wushuang replied honestly: "Mom won't let me tell others that she is practicing spiritual cat dance."

“…what dance?”

Li Wushuang said: "I don't know either, but it seems like this."

Next, Li Wushuang curled her hands on her chest, raised her one foot back, and her little head tilted.
Chapter completed!