Zhu Qingyou hesitated, and finally reached out to take the Xuan Zhu Yin, but the arm seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
He suddenly felt that the sentence "it's better not to let me know" that he had always thought before was extremely hypocritical, but now it explained his mood very well.
Lu Chan was a disciple that Zhu Qingyou only accepted thirty years ago. He was talented and charming, and he loved him very much and had high hopes for him.
Five years ago, Lu Chan went on a trip with several senior brothers, but he was the only one who came back. He said that the others accidentally triggered the trap and had no time to react. Two senior brothers died immediately. In the end, only Lu Chan and another brother were left.
A Xiaoyao Sect disciple, the two of them escaped back to Xiaoyao Sect, but as soon as they showed their bodies, the other disciple vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Lu Chan yelled at the top of his lungs, begging the elders of his master's sect to come to rescue him, but it was too late, and he fell down because he lost his strength.
Zhu Qingyou did not doubt Lu Chan at that time, because Lu Chan himself was seriously injured, and he was able to escape entirely because he secretly gave Lu Chan the teleportation array disk he bought at a high price from Guiyi Sect!
It took nearly three months for Lu Chan to recover. He blamed himself and felt guilty and was depressed for nearly two years.
This performance directly caused all dissatisfied voices to gradually weaken until they disappeared.
But Lu Chan changed after that. All his disciples secretly said that getting along with Lu Chan was very stressful. He was obviously smiling and getting along with them as before, but he no longer had the comfortable and relaxed mood he had before.
Already.
Zhu Qingyou thought he was stimulated and felt pity for him in her heart.
Today's question for many months reminded him of Lu Chan's state.
In fact, he didn't want to personally verify whether Lu Chan had become a demon cultivator at all. However, although the reputation of Xiaoyao Sect was not very good, it was limited to their romantic style. In terms of real right and wrong, Zhu Qingyou still had principles.
He left faster than when he came, but heavier.
Duoyue sighed softly and opened the list he had written.
The second one is Duanmu Hengze, the master of the Ancient Sword Sect...
This is a somewhat nervous person. Sometimes he is so low-key that no one can notice him. Sometimes he is good-tempered and doesn't even fight back or get angry when someone points his nose at someone and scolds him. But sometimes, you might just look at him and you will get angry.
He was being chased with a sword, and once he caught up, he would definitely kill that person.
The most important thing is that his convulsive character is unpredictable and no one can figure out his timing.
Some time ago, I heard that he chased a casual cultivator for nearly ten thousand miles with disheveled hair, just because the man choked while drinking and soiled his clothes.
The casual cultivator was a good drinker, so he often went to the city to find a tavern to drink. By chance, he bumped into Duanmu Hengze, who was rarely seen in the world. He was startled and spit out his drink. Who knew that he would be killed!
It was also the first time that Duanmu Hengze chased a person from such a long distance. Later, after catching up with the casual cultivator, he put the tip of the long sword against the casual cultivator's throat and asked coldly: "Your Qinggong is better."
Not bad, did you practice it yourself?"
The casual cultivator's eyes rolled around, he didn't dare to breathe, but he didn't dare not to answer, so with two lines of sweat flowing down his forehead, he said weakly: "Yes."
Duanmu Hengze took back his sword, stared at him and said, "You sprayed on my clothes."
The casual cultivator was stunned and said, "Yes... I'm sorry!"
Duanmu Hengze said seriously: "It doesn't matter!"
After saying that, he walked away like this. The remaining cultivator kept the same posture for a long time before he was sure that he had really escaped. He immediately collapsed to the ground.
But his son Duanmu Chun is much more normal, has a gentle personality, and his behavior can always make people feel like a spring breeze.
Duanmu Hengze's character is so weird, and has been like this for so many years, that even the Taoists in the world didn't notice anything was wrong. But Duo Yue and him were old acquaintances, and I always felt that although he was a little weird in the past, he was not this crazy.
Degree.
Duoyue couldn't make up his mind. Duanmu Hengze had kept a low profile these years, but the sword cultivator always had the strongest attack power. Duoyue took a deep breath, stood up and left.
Although she hesitated, she could not continue to waste time. The sooner she found more magic cultivators, the sooner she could take remedial measures.
Facts have proved that many months of worries are justified.
Yan Qingzheng went to the Ghost Sword Sect first. Naturally, everything was easy for Hong Jin to talk about there. He left a few mysterious beads to guide Hong Jin and asked Hong Jin to pick out all the demon cultivators from the Ghost Sword Sect and send them to Gui Yi Sect.
Then she went to the Kirigakure Gate which was closer.
Regarding Yan Qingzheng's return, everyone in the Wuyin Sect was very nervous, and the knot between the eyebrows of the master of the Wuyin Sect never loosened.
Whether it was when he didn't know her purpose or after he learned about the magic cultivator.
In fact, he doesn't really want to care about it. After all, he is very selfish. As long as the son he cares about can ascend to the immortal world, he doesn't care about his demon cultivation or anything like that.
However, Chen Qing's talent is not very high, and the chance of being promoted is only 50%, so Head Chen can only agree to it, so that there will be no internal worries in the Kirigakure Sect as much as possible.
The development of Si Umbrella Sect has not been very good in recent years, and the atmosphere of the sect is not so normal either.
So Yan Qing was preparing to force his way in if they refused her. Anyway, it was not without problems with the Four Umbrella Sect.
Unexpectedly, before she kicked the door open, she received news from Gui Yi Men: Duo Yue was injured and came to Gui Yi Men!
Yan Qingzheng immediately dropped the four umbrellas and teleported back.
Duo Yue's injury is not that important, but her face looks ugly.
Several people gathered in the secret room with serious expressions.
Yan Qing arrived at the room where Duo Yue rested and immediately summoned the red carp.
Hong Li checked Duo Yue's injuries and said: "It doesn't matter, the immortal roots are not damaged, but there are signs of demonic intrusion into the consciousness. It may have been hidden somewhere in the sea of consciousness, and I can't find it out."
Rong Che asked hurriedly: "Who is the master seeing?"
"Duanmu Hengze!" Duoyue said in a serious tone.
"Master of Duanmu Gate?"
"It's actually the Ancient Sword Sect!"
Duanmu Hengze was so famous that everyone frowned upon hearing it. After all, he was like a madman himself.
The most terrible thing is that his strength is so strong that even Duo Yue was injured.
Just when Duo Yue was about to describe his experience in detail, Mr. Bao hurried over.
"The master of the ancient sword gate, Duanmu Hengze, is attacking the mountain gate!"
Yan Qingzheng stood up with a "squeak" sound and rushed out of the mountain gate.
Duoyue was injured! Now Duoyue's mind is filled with every detail of the first few years when Duoyue seemed cold but actually cared about her, and even more about her standing up to protect her back in front of Wen Renchong.
She stood upside down with her willow eyebrows, her eyes filled with angry tears!
As she rushed forward, she signaled Elder Chi to open the protective array in the central square.
Just today, the finals of the Junior Disciple Competition have begun. All the guests and contestants have gathered in the central square. Yan Qingzheng also wants to ensure the safety of these people.
Duanmu Hengze's eyes were red as he struck the mountain gate with one sword after another. Transparent ripples appeared in front of him, like a bubble about to burst...
"Duanmu Hengze, how dare you hurt my master!" Yan Qing came out of the mountain gate in an instant, raised his hand and flew straight towards Duanmu Hengze with his flying sword!
Duanmu Hengze's red eyes looked dull for a moment, but he felt the sword energy coming towards his face, which stimulated his instinct as a sword cultivator. He quickly retreated back, and when he turned his wrist, he had already mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and swung the sword.
Fight against.
The two of them fought for several rounds without any explanation. Duanmu Hengze suddenly paused, and Yan Qing took advantage of the situation to insert the tip of the sword a little into his shoulder blade.
He thought it would anger him, but he suddenly fell into a trance. Yan Qing was swinging the sword again, hurting Duanmu Hengze's arm.
It was just a small injury, but Duanmu Hengze seemed to have just woken up. He stepped back in confusion, keeping a safe distance, and asked: "This is... Master Yan, wait a moment!"
Although Yan Qingzheng stopped, she still looked at him warily. This old man had always been unpredictable and dared to take action against Duo Yue. She must have ignored him even more.
"Master Duanmu, you are also the leader of a faction. You must be aware of your own problems..."
Yan Qing was holding the sword tightly, not daring to be careless at all.
"I...I know..." Unexpectedly, Duanmu Hengze stuck his sword on the ground and took a few steps back, looking very depressed.
"You know? Then why never say it?"
"I started to feel the changes in myself a hundred years ago. At that time, I had never heard of magic cultivating, and I always thought there was something wrong with my brain."
Duanmu Hengze set up a barrier to prevent others from eavesdropping.
"My personality has become increasingly unstable over the years, which makes my family and friends want to stay away from me."
Duanmu Hengze simply sat cross-legged on the ground, turning a blind eye to the injuries on his shoulder blades and arms, and slowly recounted his experiences over the years.
A hundred years ago, Duanmu Hengze went to travel near Miao'er Mountain. Unexpectedly, he discovered a strange place. The space there seemed to be a little distorted. Out of curiosity, he got too close and suddenly escaped from the distorted space.
A wisp of black breath as fine as hair came out, and he couldn't avoid it and it penetrated directly into his sea of consciousness, and then he fainted.
When he woke up and found that everything was as usual, he didn't pay attention to it. After he was far away from there, he felt nothing. He thought nothing happened.
Over the years, he had become increasingly erratic and violent, and he thought it was due to his own personality.
But after Duoyue saw him, she took out a strange bead. When she saw the bead glowing red, Duoyue's face changed drastically, and she immediately distanced herself from him, and told an astonishing truth.
He was eroded by demonic energy!
This in itself made him unable to believe it and unwilling to believe it.
Maybe this emotion stimulated the demonic energy. The demonic energy that had been rising in his sea of consciousness over the years suddenly took over his sea of consciousness, and he began to hunt for Duo Yue.
It wasn't until Yan Qingzheng was injured just now that he felt the pain for the first time in so many years and woke up from it. Only then did he remember that after so many years of being confused, he was actually dominated by demonic energy!