The moon is bright and the stars are dotted with the night sky.
Du Xuan sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, but had no intention of practicing, and the two demon plates were just lying quietly.
Xie Ming and Zhong Nan were not in a good mood, and the mansion suffered a great disaster. Yun Ling, like Feng Yao, abandoned herself unknownly. All of these made Du Xuan feel particularly bored, and he could not practice carefully. If he was in the Demon Valley, he could also go to the Demon Cultivation Tower to observe the portrait, but this place was Xingfeng Town.
Unable to practice or fall asleep, Du Xuan left Tingfengyi and walked alone onto the quiet street where there was no noise.
Xingfeng Town is not big at all, and within a short while, Du Xuan walked to the streets.
Along the way, except for the dim lanterns standing at the doors of some large shops, there were few other lights on both sides of the street. However, in this silent street, Du Xuan was surprised to find that the Shenkong Pavilion in front was still hidden, and there was also light in it.
With curiosity and thinking of buying another map near the central line of Kongtong Mountains, Du Xuan raised his foot and walked towards Shenkong Pavilion.
Last time, the old man in Shenkong Pavilion had a strange temper. He was very arrogant and cold, but in the end he didn't take any money and gave them several animal leather armor clothes, which was really unpredictable.
Pushing open the old wooden door, Du Xuan stretched his neck and looked inward, and saw the weird old man sitting on a rocking chair behind the counter, leisurely looking at a somewhat ragged old book.
"Senior." Du Xuan called softly into the store.
But the old man didn't even look at it and said lightly: "Look at it yourself, don't bargain."
"Senior, I want a map near the central channel." Du Xuan was no longer surprised by the old man's attitude and spoke directly.
"Central meridian?"
The old man frowned slightly, and finally put down the tattered old book, turned his head and looked at Du Xuan.
"It's you? I'm back alive? It's not easy, it's not easy." The old man actually recognized Du Xuan, but then said in surprise, "He is already a magician! How old are you this year?"
Du Xuan was slightly stunned by the other party's cultivation level, and then he felt relieved.
Now Du Xuan is a first-class demon master, and has been stable for half a year. The ability of the cultivator to sense and know the cultivation of the cultivator has greatly increased. Even if the other party's cultivation is higher, he can guess roughly. As for the martial arts cultivator's martial arts and domineering aura, it is easier to detect.
However, whether it is the demonic energy or the martial energy, it is difficult to detect the number of meridians. First, it is easy to sense the quality of some demonic energy, but it is extremely difficult to sense all demonic energy. Second, the quantity of demonic energy is uncertain. For example, if there are too many spells, even if it is explored accurately, it is not accurate.
The old man in front of him had a purer quality of the demonic energy in his body, and his cultivation was naturally above Du Xuan. An old man who was at least a second-grade demon master actually opened a small shop here. No wonder, this old man has such a weird temper and doesn't care about money at all.
Last time I first came, Du Xuan felt that this old man was a little unusual. Now that his strength has increased, he finally confirmed that he said more respectfully: "Senior, I am twenty-four."
"Twenty-four!" The weird old man was shocked, then shook his head and laughed in disgrace, "Haha, okay, okay! The demon cultivator has hope, the demon cultivator has hope."
"The demon cultivator is expected?"
Du Xuan seemed to feel a little familiar when he said this.
"Take it!" Du Xuan was trying hard to recall, but saw the old man handing over a map, "This middle vein is much more dangerous than the eastern vein and western vein, so don't be careless."
After taking the map, Du Xuan nodded and asked, "Senior, how much does it cost?"
"Money? Haha, my demon cultivator has appeared such a young demon master now. Why do I have the nerve to take your money? Take it!" The old man squeezed the ravines on his face and smiled happily.
Seeing the old man like this, Du Xuan didn't refuse much. He could give away eight animal leather armor clothes at the time, let alone this map now.
"Thank you, senior!" Du Xuan bowed his hand to thank him, and then asked, "I wonder if there is something to concentrate and calm down here for senior?"
"Concentrate and calm your mind?"
The old man stroked his beard, frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he slowly said: "There are many things that can concentrate and calm the mind, such as the thousand-year-old cold jade, but most of the effects are minimal. In the world, only the edited pictures left by the ancestors of the Demon Valley can truly make people concentrate and calm the mind immediately."
"However, the remedial pictures of the Demon Valley were created by my ancestor of the Demon Cultivation. Only the Demon Cultivation Tower in the Demon Valley has them. There is no other place, and no one can refine such a strange thing."
Although Du Xuan also knew that the portraits of the magic weapon in the Demon Cultivation Tower were very magical, he did not expect that no one in the world had the ability to refine them anymore. Every cultivation room in the Demon Cultivation Tower had revision pictures, and I think there was no extra purchase.
"Boy, why do you want to concentrate and calm down? You are so young and have the cultivation of a demon master. Do you have any worries?" The old man narrowed his deep eyes and looked at Du Xuan, as if he wanted to see through him.
After a pause, the old man looked at Du Xuan with a hint of pity and caution, and said, "Boy, this road is destined to be difficult. Since you have embarked on it, don't hesitate or be scared by difficulties. This is a road without turning back."
These words made Du Xuan suddenly startled, as if the old man knew him well. He was about to speak, but the old man waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'm going to close, you go."
The old man issued an order to expel the guest, and Du Xuan had to turn around and leave with some confusion.
Looking at Du Xuan's back as he was leaving, the old man couldn't help but sigh and shook his head. Then, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he closed the door of the shop.
The next day.
It was a little dawn, and Du Xuan still woke up on time at Mao hour. There was no one around him, and the cold shadows were alone, which still made people feel sad and missed.
Speaking of Long Wanshan, even though he is no longer a practitioner, he still wakes up every day at Mao hour. When he wakes up, he just climbs up the mountain as he always is in the Demon Valley, feels the forest atmosphere of the Kongtong Mountains, and recalls the past.
So, today the two of them climbed up the mountain near Xingfeng Town together. Smelling the unique smell of the rich dust and forests of the Kongtong Mountains, they missed the ordinary days of Demon Valley.
After the two went down the mountain, Long Wanshan naturally returned to Shangguan Dantang to do things.
Du Xuan returned to Tingfengyi, and after breakfast, he went back to the guest room to practice cross-legged. Du Xuan could have easily used two magic plates to practice, so he thought about how to go further and peek at the legendary third level of the space art.
In the past six months, Du Xuan has been trying to inject demonic energy from the air to a longer distance. Now, he has been able to leave the magic plate by more than six inches. However, without that magical portrait now, he naturally has no way to know whether he has reached the third level of the art of the air to a distance. He can only continue to try and improve.
Du Xuan also tried to continue to divide the demonic energy into four. He had also left the Demon Valley to reach as many as ten additional demon plates, for the purpose of future needs. However, it has been successful to divide the demonic energy into four within the meridians, but it is too difficult to inject the demonic energy into the demon plate again, and I still have no idea.
In the afternoon, I practiced the art of refining weapons in the room, mostly to refine some lethal magic weapons. I occasionally thought about trying them and formulated magic weapons containing a kind of magic.
During dinner, I would ask Long Wanshan to have some wine at Tingfengyi.
After dinner, Du Xuan will find a secluded place to practice the Flame White Tiger Battle. This Flame White Tiger Battle is even more difficult to learn than the colorful sandalwood stick. The Drunken Fire Whip can only be forced to do it just now. When the centrifugation reaches the point, it will be very early, so Du Xuan naturally needs to practice diligently.
In the days to come, Du Xuan practiced like this, just like before in Demon Valley. At the same time, Xie Ming and the other two were waiting for when they would return. Du Xuan is now in a thousand taels of gold, and eat, live and eat, stay and Tingfengyi every day, so he doesn't have any money to use.
After a month and a half, Du Xuan finally waited to return Xie Ming and the other three.
There are many inns and restaurants in Xingfeng Town. Xie Ming and the other three will not be so coincidental to stay at Tingfengyi. Therefore, when the four of them meet, they will naturally pass through Longwan Mountain.
Speaking of the evening of the day, Du Xuan happened to refine a self-created magic weapon in the room, with only one magic, that is, the poisonous fog array. This magic weapon was made of the venomous fangs of the spotted snake captured when he was roaming with Yun Ling as the base material, and then bought some equipment from Shangguan Dantang.
"Xuanzi!Xuanzi!"
Just as he took back the demonic energy and extinguished the demonic fire, Du Xuan heard the screams coming from downstairs. This call made him quickly put away everything else in the cauldron and rushed out of the door.
Because, this is Xie Ming's voice.
"Mingzi!" Du Xuan shouted happily after not seeing him for several months.
However, when he walked to Xie Ming, the originally bright smile on his face slowly solidified. There was a scar on the right side of Xie Ming's neck.
If the wound was a little deeper, Xie Ming might have died on the spot.
"What's going on?" Du Xuan frowned, pointed at the wound on Xie Ming's neck, and asked anxiously.
Xie Ming grinned and pretended to be light, saying, "It's just that I'm scratched, it won't be in the way."
Seeing this, Du Xuan didn't say much.
Long Wanshan had already said about the situation of Xie Ming and the other three before. It is natural that the people who have never met each other form a team of people, so it is better to protect themselves. It is impossible to expect teammates to take risks to save you. But now that Du Xuan is back, the four of them can work together to take care of each other.
After calming down, Du Xuan looked around and frowned again and asked, "Where is Brother Nan and Brother Bai?"
"Oh! Let's go!" Xie Ming suddenly realized, and then turned around and ran out.
While Du Xuan was stunned, Long Wanshan pulled him to follow him and explained to him: "Brother Nan and Brother Bai are both injured, waiting for Mingzi's pills!"
After running for more than ten feet, Du Xuan followed Xie Ming to an inn, where they settled.
In fact, when I returned to Xingfeng Town today, I encountered a powerful beast. Most of the people in this team were injured and had no choice but to return.
The pills that Xie Ming himself refined were not enough because they were injured almost every day.
Today is no exception. Xie Ming returned to the town and first ran to Shangguan Dantang to buy some healing pills. When he heard that Du Xuan had returned safely, he couldn't wait to follow Long Wanshan to Tingfeng Post.
After Xie Ming dealt with everyone's injuries, the dusk had already fallen.
There was a deep scratch on Zhong Nan's back with bone visible, while Bai Zhang was hit by the internal organs and blocked meridians and had poor luck, which was not considered a fatal injury. During these months, both of them suffered some injuries almost the next day, which was really helpless.
Du Xuan returned, and Xie Ming and the others left the team that night. Although they had grown up very quickly with this team for several months, too much indifference and lack of belonging still made the three of them leave decisively.
As long as you rest for three or five days, after Zhong Nan and Bai Zhang's injuries are basically healed, the four of them can go to the Huiwu Field to recruit team members or join other humane teams, and re-enter the Kongtong Mountains.