Why does Tiandao need it? From very early on, Yan Nu felt that it was a bit redundant.

Later, after getting to know fairies, demons, gods and ghosts, he felt that everything must be decided by heaven and everything belongs to the nobles, which made him very disgusted.

"you you you……"

Ling Yunjian looked at Luo Yan with his empty sleeves floating in the air and stared at a one-eyed man coming towards him, feeling terrified and panicked.

This demon's fighting skills were unscathed, and all the injuries were caused by himself, which is simply outrageous. Although it can be repaired, why bother when such an important organ consumes its original source.

"What secret technique did you use to blind yourself?"

"It's just a precaution." Luo Yanfei came to him with a calm expression: "I'm only blind in one eye."

Ling Yunjian swallowed, feeling that the devil's thoughts were different from others. What do you mean by only being blind in one eye? Do you still need to congratulate me?

"Devil... Mohist Luo Yan, what do you want to do to me?"

All the masters have been surrendered, and Ling Yunjian is left alone and has no intention of fighting. He has no power to fight, not to mention whether he can win the fight.

"Just cooperate with me. If there is no problem, you can bury your friend." Luo Yan pointed at the huge scroll.

Ling Yunjian was stunned, how did he know? Could it be that he had arrived a long time ago?

It’s not that the magic path is chaotic everywhere, how could it arrive at almost the same time as the Immortal Sect?

But now that the matter has come to this, Ling Yunjian has no other choice but to obediently walk into the scroll.

Then, Yan Nu saw Luo Yan looking down at the earth, seeming to be checking what was missing, and at the same time, it fell from the sky and floated towards him.

"Eh?" This made Yan Nu open his mouth. He didn't expect that he still had his own business. Does this demonic way even have to deal with mortals?

Although he was curious about what the so-called devil's cave hell was like that tortured the immortals, he was also curious about all the things in this world. He had not yet seen the world outside Chashan Castle without being chased.

And he couldn't leave his sister behind, so he was ready to fight immediately.

But at this moment, Luo Yan stopped, frowned, and looked in one direction.

"Phew!" He pointed in the distance, and then a blurry figure appeared, and it was Zichen Sanren!

"I almost let you slip away."

Luo Yan controlled the black metal and flew past.

Zichen Sanren did not fight from the beginning to the end. When the sky was dark and the earth was dark, he kept a low profile and became invisible. He kept concentrating his breath and fled far away.

Unfortunately, there was a huge suction force at the scene, and he only ran a few miles away.

"Alas! I still have to use it in the end..." Zichen Sanren's face was filled with bitterness. He always had this expression.

Now that I know how powerful Luo Yan is, I finally no longer have any luck.

He immediately tore off a piece of strange cloud material from Ziyun under his seat, then quickly stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.

With a beep, all the people in Zichen disappeared in an instant!

"So you also have a strange object!" Luo Yan was shocked at first, then curled his lips and created a mirror very calmly.

He looked at the mirror and frowned: "We're at the South Pole now? Teleport?"

Luo Yan immediately recalled the black metal and formed it into a ball to wrap himself, leaving only a small part in front of him.

Then he turned around, sitting backwards, and flew towards the south.

The black metal is extremely fast and disappears in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go." Yan Nu grinned.

Looking at the clear sky, he patted the dust off his body and ran barefoot through the mountains and forests.

"My sister is probably hiding. Let's look for her along the river."

Yan Nu ran, jumped down from a large slope, and landed directly on a tree.

With only ten years of skill, he continued to jump and landed on another tree, scattering countless fallen leaves.

This was repeated, and before I had run a hundred feet, something suddenly floated in front of me along with fallen leaves.

He instinctively reached out and took it. It was a piece of paper...

"Eh?"

There were many words written on the paper, paragraph by paragraph, but he didn't recognize them. He only knew the word "flame".

Yan Nu recognized it as a page that fell out of the spell book, and he had been looking for it before.

"Did the wind blow you here?"

Yan Nu fiddled with this piece of paper, and suddenly thought of those people saying that this thing seemed to have a price.

What's the price? He doesn't feel anything. He can't read. Is there a price for knowing only one word?

"By the way, this is something from Blue Bird."

Yan Nu kept calling the blue bird in his heart. He could imagine that there was a copper coin in his mind. But he soon discovered that the blue bird could not hear what he was thinking.

He was also unable to take the initiative to return to the 'vegetative state' where his soul was retracted into the Niwan Palace. In addition, he prevented Qingniao from releasing his consciousness, so the two of them lost contact.

Yan Nu thought for a while, controlled a ray of flame, and bombarded the copper coins.

"Uh... do you want to talk to me?" After a while, the blue bird's voice sounded in his head.

Yan Nu asked bluntly: "Is there any price for reading your book?"

Qingniao didn't expect him to ask himself this: "I call it the Book of Ten Thousand Dharmas, but if you see it, there is no price."

"But writing on it and holding it to read the words on it will come at a cost."

Yan Nu asked curiously: "What is the price of holding it?"

Qingniao has been using it for more than ten years. Of course he knows this: "It's very simple. I will never be able to read another book again."

"Oh..." Yan Nu blinked, and then asked in shock: "What?"

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Chapter completed!