This was the first time that the monk met someone who was so anxious to make a demonic oath. He knew that Shen Qinglan didn't want to go to the Western Regions, but he didn't say anything because it would suffocate him to death.

No matter what today, he will tell all this secret.

Even if Shen Qinglan didn't want to go to the Western Regions, he would still say it.

After Shen Qinglan took the oath of inner demon seriously, she immediately turned around and returned to her room.

She believed that the top bosses of Tianyuan Continent were working so hard on that broken tower for the sake of the ownership of the broken islands in the East China Sea.

As for why, that is something no one in the East China Sea knows!

Things got bigger and bigger, so big that she was scared to death.

The monk hurried to Shen Qinglan and blocked her path, "Listen to what's going on, I'm missing a piece of meat from you!"

Shen Qinglan raised her foot and kicked the monk in the stomach, "Don't listen!"

"I just said it! Under the nine-story demon tower is the demon cultivator Anping!"

Demonic cultivation of peace?

Anping!

Is it the demon cultivator Anping who is known to all the cultivators in Tianyuan Continent?!

"Didn't Anping ascend long ago?" Shen Qinglan paused.

The monk let out a breath. It felt so good to say it. He was almost suffocated!

"No, he did not ascend. He was jointly sealed by several Mahayana Immortal Lords from Tianyuan Continent during the Great Consummation of the Mahayana Period."

"All the big guys can't kill him?" I heard that the demon cultivator was so strong that he had no friends. It turned out to be true!

The monk sighed, "So nothing can happen to the nine-story demon tower. Once Anping comes out, the entire Tianyuan Continent will fall into darkness again."

Demonic immortals also have longevity. After tens of thousands of years, Anping's longevity is exhausted, and only then can Tianyuan Continent be considered free of major troubles.

Thousands of years ago, the demon cultivator Anping almost destroyed the entire Tianyuan Continent. Even the mortal world was wailing. The mortals invaded by the demonic energy turned into puppets. The emperors were tyrannical and unbridled. There were constant wars between countries. Countless people were killed and injured, regardless of whether they were ordinary people.

Both the world and the world of immortality are filled with rivers of blood and mountains of corpses.

After the monk finished speaking, he sat back and continued to deal with the seafood, "I also know your temperament. You don't want to be restrained in the slightest. You just want to eat, drink, have fun and be free, so you become an immortal."

Shen Qinglan also sat back, "Monk Wukong still understands me."

The monk was a little anxious, "But you really are, really you are."

Shen Qinglan took over the conversation, "Oh! Stop flattering me, I won't accept this."

She knew what the monk was going to say, and she was definitely going to say it because she was so good.

Sure enough, the monk laughed loudly. Fellow Taoist Qinglan really understood him. He really wanted to say that Shen Qinglan was too good and wanted to find talents for his master.

Shen Qinglan refined the abalone meat and put it away, "How can you be so sure that you can get to the top of the tower? Those who can get in are all the best in the foundation building period of the East China Sea."

Can a monk really reach the top of the tower with his strength?

The monk was slightly dissatisfied, "Is it possible that the young monk is not the best?"

Now Shen Qinglan was forced to know the cause of the matter, an inexplicable secret that could cost her life.

Extreme anti-social demonic cultivators like Anping have many followers, and no one can predict the consequences if they are known by those dark forces.

"Okay, I'll pretend I haven't heard of these things, and I don't plan to go to the Demon Slaying Conference. I feel that the East China Sea is quite dangerous, and my life is at stake. I'm going back to Tongjianmen."

The monk sighed, "There is another thing I haven't told you that may be of great interest to you."

Shen Qinglan was already scared. She didn't want to hear it, "Nothing is more important than life."

The monk is still the same monk, and he has something to say, "With fifty years of ownership of an island, the entire island will be owned by one person, including the output of the waters near the island."

Shen Qinglan:......

If you own an island, wouldn't you lie down on it and eat live seafood?!

"Is this such a good thing? Do you have the guts to monopolize an island in one foundation building period? What if more than one person reaches the top of the tower?"

"Is it still far from the golden elixir to be able to reach the top of the tower? Besides, we don't have to go to the island immediately. The reward of this Dok Island is valid for a hundred years. The East China Sea Territory has been losing for hundreds of years, let alone a few people. It has been a long time.

The monks can go to the top."

Shen Qinglan grabbed the monk's collar with both hands, "Why do I feel like you, a doggy monk, are lying to me?"

The monk didn't struggle, "Hey, monks don't lie."

He really doesn't tell lies. Although he is very clever, he really doesn't tell lies.

Shen Qinglan was really attracted by the fifty-year ownership of the island. That was her dream life. She owned the island and could do whatever she wanted!

There are still some things as important as life, such as dreams!

A person without dreams is worse than a salted fish!

"Then I'd better go take a look."

The monk smiled proudly, "I knew you would be moved when you find out. But are you so confident that you can get to the top?"

The two of them had been living together these days, eating and drinking together all day long. From time to time, the monk would forget to call himself a young monk, and also forget to call Shen Qinglan his benefactor. He had become accustomed to you and me.

Shen Qinglan let go of the monk's collar, "If I can't do it, wouldn't I still have you? You came to the top of the tower with the master's orders. Is it feasible for me to live on your island for a few years?"

"It works!" This relationship is good, and he can stay with Shen Qinglan for decades, what else would he not like.

Shen Qinglan nodded with satisfaction. She and the monk were double insured, so there was really no chance that she would have a chance.

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Having decided to attend the Demon Slaying Conference, Shen Qinglan and the two went to the auction house three days later with the extra wooden sign from the Wuji Sect.

There was a buzz of people outside the auction house, and there were also many monks from the outside world in the crowd.

Everyone is interested in the unique materials of the East China Sea.

"Woo."

A pleasant and familiar voice came over. Shen Qinglan heard the sound and looked for it, and saw the huge and beautiful figure.

The white dolphin named Bai Qi was carrying Shang Jinxing from a distance.

So lovely!

Shen Xuezha was once again amazed.

She patted the little wolf in the bag and said, "Look at you, look at you, you can fly and swim, you are white and glowing and you look good!"

"Aow, ow, ow." Little Wolf refused.

Look at Shang Jinxing, and then look at you, the mutated thunder spirit root, the teachings of Mahayana monks, the future owner of Wangyue Island, do you have an island?

Shen Qinglan put her hand into the bag without changing her expression, grabbed the little wolf's ear and pulled it hard.

She was angry not because Little Wolf talked back, but because what Little Wolf said was true!

Although she doesn't like Shang Jinxing, his spiritual pet is so beautiful!

Really unable to hold it back, she took a few more glances. She was really a cute little guy that was so white that it glowed. His eyes were pure and flawless, as clean as a baby's.

So lovely!
Chapter completed!