Zhu Yang didn't care about the mood of these people.
He shouted directly: "Mr. Deng, please come in, I'm here to see you again."
Blood God Son Deng Yin was teaching his disciples when he suddenly heard Zhu Yang's voice and a smile appeared on his face.
After hundreds of years of confinement, the Blood God Son has long been exhausted.
No matter what Zhu Yang's purpose is, it is naturally good to have an outsider who can relieve his boredom.
So Deng Yin said in a voice: "Thank you fellow Taoist for the relics and flying swords you sent last time. They taste really good. I don't know what gifts you have for me this time."
Deng Yin thought Zhu Yang had come to give him another gift.
Zhu Yang laughed loudly: "Sir, I have a big gift for you this time, but I don't know if you dare to ask for it!"
The reason why Zhu Yang said this was because Chang Mei had something to say when he banned the Son of Blood God.
At that time, Changmei said a very long story, to the effect that although you had done a lot of wrongdoing, I kept you from him several times because of our friendship with you, but you still didn't want to repent, so I was implicated a lot.
Therefore, I must lock you up this time. Of course, I also know that you practice that magic skill very deeply. It may not take you three hundred and sixty-five years to break out of the confinement, but good or bad luck depends on your thoughts.
If you can listen to good words and feel sorry for yourself, it will be harmless; otherwise, as long as you break the law and leave the mountain beforehand, within three days, you will be transformed by the divine fire and your body and soul will be destroyed. "!
Changmei's words were, to be honest, kind and righteous enough, and he fulfilled his responsibility as a senior brother.
The key point is the last few words. If you listen to good advice and regret it, it will be harmless; otherwise, as long as you break the law and leave the mountain before the deadline, within three days, you will be transformed by the divine fire and your body and soul will be destroyed.
If you go out when the time is up, you will be fine. If you break the ban and go out in advance, you will die within three days!
Don't think that Chang Mei is trying to scare Deng Yin. In fact, in the original work, Deng Yin, the son of the Blood God, broke the ban in advance and was killed within three days.
He was burned by the pure Yang real fire of a group of big guys until all his forms and shadows disappeared.
This was the end of a generation of demonic blood god sons.
Naturally, there is a plan to grow eyebrows in this.
Therefore, Zhu Yang is not sure whether the Blood God Son still wants to break the ban.
Zhu Yang no longer dares to rely too much on the original work, because many things have begun to change.
It's better to make sure first.
After all, Zhu Yang still underestimated the domineering power of blood nerves. Deng Yin, who practiced this skill, was no longer a handsome, bold, elegant and beautiful man. Now he is a demon controlled by blood nerves.
Deng Yin never wanted to break the ban and escape.
Hearing Zhu Yang's words, Deng Yin remained calm: "There is nothing in the world that I, Deng Yin, dare not do. Please tell me."
Zhu Yang looked at Xu Feiniang and others, and then said: "I want to help Mr. Deng escape from prison today, but I don't know if Mr. Deng dares!"
Upon hearing this, Deng Yin suddenly became excited.
But after all, he is the junior brother with long eyebrows, the master of Taoism and Demonology.
The city was naturally very deep, and although he wanted to get out, he didn't show it.
Instead, he was silent for a while, and then replied: "I don't know who your friend is, but who knows who placed the ban before I moved, and how dare you make such arrogant remarks!"
Obviously, Deng Yin doubted Zhu Yang's strength.
Zhu Yang was not angry and signaled to Xu Feiniang.
It's your time to show off.
Xu Feiniang knew what to do, so she shouted: "I have met Mr. Deng. I am Xu Feiniang, a disciple of the Hunyuan Patriarch of the Wutai Sect. I am bringing all of you fellow disciples to help Mr. Deng get out of trouble. What do you want, sir?"
Blood God Son Deng Yin naturally knew about Hunyuan Patriarch.
Patriarch Hunyuan had attained Taoism in the late Tang and early Song dynasties, and Deng Yin had not yet been banned at that time.
Deng Yin said in surprise: "It turns out that he is a disciple of Taoist Hunyuan, but I don't know what is happening to Taoist Hunyuan now?"
When Hunyuan was killed, Deng Yin had already been banned, so he didn't know that the founder of Hunyuan had long since died.
Hearing this, Xu Feiniang couldn't help but choked up.
"Master, he has passed away."
Deng Yin was a little surprised. Although Patriarch Hunyuan was not a top boss in their time, he was already a hero, and ordinary people could not deal with him.
"Hey, who did this?"
Xu Feiniang gritted her teeth and said, "It's that despicable Emei head Qi Shuming."
Hearing Xu Feiniang call Qi Shuming despicable, Deng Yin couldn't help but nodded in the cave.
The reason why Deng Yin cultivated the Blood Nerve is more complicated. It was partly because of his wife, but also because of jealousy and eyebrow growth.
In short, Deng Yin agreed with Qi Shuming when he said he was despicable.
Deng Yin's feelings towards Changmei were very complicated, including feelings of fellow apprentices, jealousy and hatred.
"I didn't expect that Taoist Brother Hunyuan would have passed away after not seeing him for so many years. It's such a pity."
"Since I am a disciple of fellow Taoist Hunyuan, I would like you to give me a helping hand. We will attack from both inside and outside. The prohibition under the long eyebrows will certainly not be able to stop me."
"But, what are the conditions for letting me out? Let's talk about it first."
Deng Yin himself was a smart person, and after becoming possessed by the devil, he became even more cunning and ruthless. Naturally, he would not believe that someone would help him escape from this shackles for no reason.
Zhu Yang didn't say anything at first. He didn't care whether Deng Yin came out or not.
Xu Feiniang said: "There is only one thing in letting you come out, that is, we hope that you can cooperate with us to deal with Emei."
"That's it, nothing else?"
"Only this one, nothing else!"
"Okay, I agreed, let's get started."
With that said, the two parties were about to take action immediately.
Zhu Yang suddenly interrupted: "Wait a minute, I have something else to say."
Xu Feiniang and the others looked at Zhu Yang, wondering what else Zhu Yang wanted to say.
Zhu Yang shouted to the cave: "Mr. Deng, I know that the Blood Demon Sutra you practice is so powerful. The more you kill, the stronger it becomes. But there is one thing I hope Mr. Deng can promise me."
"What?"
"That is, Mr. Deng must not harm ordinary mortals. Otherwise, I will definitely not allow Mr. Deng to come out, and I will strengthen the restrictions imposed by the Changmei Master and trap him in this cave forever."
Hearing Zhu Yang speak like this, Deng Yin couldn't help but have a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
Who is Deng Yin? When did he receive such threats?
Okay, I agree to you for the time being, and when I get out, I will pounce on you immediately.
Deng Yin made up his mind and said: "I promise you that is how much blood and soul a few mortals can have."
Zhu Yang smiled slightly: "In that case, please make an oath, sir, otherwise the boy will not feel at ease."
Oaths in the Shushan world are not made casually. This world is entangled with cause and effect, especially for those who are practicing. If you make an oath, you will definitely get it.
As soon as these words came out, Deng Yin's expression suddenly changed.